Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight, because if I do, well, let's just say, things would have been different.
Warning: First attempt at Twilight, might not be as good.

Pairing: JacobxEdward

It's One or the Other

Chapter 2

"...Are you sure they'll be alright with this? I mean, I could leave you know. It's not that big of a deal. Yeah, you know what? I'll leave this for another day. I-I gotta get back anyways. Dad will probably get mad if I come home late again." Jacob mumbled and turned around, ready to walk back to La Push.

Edward rolled his eyes, reaching out to pull Jacob back to where he was. "Don't be stupid, dog. And for the thousandth time, yes they'll be alright with it." Edward sighed deeply, feeling depleted of energy. He had been trying to convince Jacob that yes, his family wouldn't mind having him over, but the boy seemed so determined to believe otherwise. "Also, it's not even that late. Right now, it's only about late afternoon. And what do you mean, again? You've been home late before?" Edward questioned him.

Jacob nodded. "The pack and I, we've been taking turns guarding the border, in case of, you know," at this he looked pointedly at Edward. "No offense or anything."

"None taken," came the fast reply.

"Anyways, dad wasn't all that happy. Said I should be home earlier, saying school is important and that I need more rest if I want to get through the day." At that, Jacob grimaced.

"He's right you know," and seeing Jacob's shocked face, he hastingly added, "You're not a vampire. You need sleep or you'll pass out. God forbid what might happen when you do. Who's going to carry you? You weigh a ton by the way. No offense or anything." Edward smirked, throwing Jacob's words back to his face.

Jacob growled under his breath. "Shut up, Eddy," he walked on with a proud grin on his face when he saw Edward sputtering at his nickname.

"I told you not to call me that!" His lips curled slightly like a pout, following Jacob from behind, as they walked up a trail that led to his house.

Once they reached the porch, Jacob once again started to feel nervous.

"Are you sure-"

"Yes! For the last time, yes, they would not mind and will never mind you coming over. Now stop asking me that question for the billionth time!" Edward snarled impatiently.

"You know, a billionth time is kinda exaggerating-" He started, but was cut off from a loud snarl thrown his way.

"Do you want to die, dog?! I'll let you know, I can kill you right here, right now if you don't shut your trap right this minute." Edward's eyes flashed red for a moment there, and it came and went so quickly that Jacob thought he had imagined it.

He shook his head as fast as possible and Smiled cheekily, hoping to get off the hook. Edward sighed and ran a hand through his hair, before moving towards the door.

"Okay, now-" He was once again, interrupted as the door flew open and a figure flew out pass him and made its way towards Jacob, latching onto him.

"Jake!" A little voice squeaked out, squealing as she tightened her arms around his waist. Jacob grinned broadly as he saw who it was.

"Pixie! Hey!" He patted on her head like a father would to his child.

"It's Alice, Jake, Alice. Repeat after me. Alice. A-l-i-c-e." She said, pulling at his cheeks as she said her name.

"You'll always be the little pixie to me." Jacob grinned, knowing he won this round. Alice pouted and crossed her arms across her chest, huffing in fake anger.

"Hello? I'm still here?" Edward said, waving his hand, not liking the fact that he's being ignored.

"Oh. Hey Edward. I didn't know you were there. You were so quiet, I thought you were a statue." Alice teased him, before grabbing onto Jacob's wrist and pulled him into the house. "Come on, Jake. I want to show you around since it's been awhile since you've last been here."

"Alright. But first, do you have anything to eat? I'm starving." He smiled and just then his stomach growled, making his cheeks tint pink a bit.

"Uh huh. Just follow me." The girl replied perkily, as she pulled him along with her.

"Not like I have a choice," Jacob muttered, as he was dragged around against his own will. "She's strong for someone so small."

"We're here! What would you like, Jake?" She asked him as he thought it over. He opened his mouth to speak, but was interrupted before he had a chance to talk.

"How about some bones? Dogs like to eat bones, don't they?" Edward joked and received a glare, at which he retaliated by glaring playfully back.

Jacob turned his attention towards Alice. "Wait...who's cooking?" He asked cautiously.

"Me, of course!" She smiled cutely at him.

Jacob's eyes widened in horror. He pushed his chair back and stood up. "Suddenly, I don't feel that hungry anymore."

Alice pouted. "I'm getting better you know since the last time you've been here. I've been taking lessons from Esme. Besides, I wasn't that bad at cooking before." Jacob turned to face Edward, who nodded in agreement.

"She has improved. She doesn't burn water anymore. God forbid, I wonder how she managed to do that before. Now, she just burns bread, meat, vegetables-"

"Basically, anything that's not water?" Jacob asked.

"Mm." Edward grunted.

"I see. Well, I-"

"Dog boy? Is that you?" Jacob frowned and turned around, wondering who it was that was calling him that ridiculous name. "It is you. You haven't changed since the last time I saw you. You still stink like a dog, and probably bark like one too. Your bark had always been louder than your bite." The other person taunted him.

Jacob glared childishly, slouching his back. "I see you haven't changed much either, blondie."

"Rosalie!" Alice called out. "You're just in time. I was about to cook Jacob dinner. Tell him how much I've improved."

Rosalie stared straight on at Jacob. "There's some frozen food in the freezer. You should reheat it." Jacob nodded thankfully at her. He made his way around Alice, reaching for the refrigerator.

Alice pouted once again. "I'm not that bad of a cook." An arm wrapped itself around her waist, pulling her.

"Of course you aren't. You just need more practice." Alice looked up and smiled brightly.

"Jasper!" She embraced him, smiling widely.

Jacob turned to look at him, and Jasper gave him a nod in greeting. "Hey, you haven't changed much Jasper. Still getting use to being a leech?" He commented, as he put the frozen food in the microwave.

Edward sighed again. "Jacob, if you remember, all of us here are leeches, as you say, and you should be careful, we might just take you down if you don't."

Jacob feigned hurt. "Moi? Be careful? You wouldn't be able to take me down even if you all teamed up together." He boasted.

Edward stood up on his feet from where he sat down by the table. "You ready to back up your statement, dog?" Edward and Rosalie started approaching Jacob in a predator like crouch, ready to pounce.

"I-"He was suddenly thrown off by a suddenly shove towards the refrigerator. The person had came out of no where, tackling him against the refrigerator without a warning, and now he was stuck. Pinned on the fridge.

"Wrong. All you need is me and you'll have one dog taken down." A voice spoke out loudly to him. Jacob groaned and looked up.

"Emmett! That was uncalled for." He whined.

Emmett grinned and stood aside, letting Jacob go. "No one said anything about having to say anything. I thought dogs were always on alert?" He smirked widely.

"What is it with you Cullens and insulting have I ever done to you?" Jacob pouted, taking his food out of the microwave. "At least I didn't make a dent on the fridge. Esme would kill me." Jacob said, wolfing down his food.

"Now, why would I ever do that?" A soft voice that sounded like chiming bells rung out into the air.

"Esme!" They all called out in surprise. No on had heard her through the excitement.

"Gross dog. Eat with your mouth close why don't you? You're getting it everywhere." Rosalie frowned, taking a napkin and wiping the side of her mouth with it.

Jacob opened his mouth even wider and chewed painfully slow, just to spite her. Rosalie glared at him.

"Good morning everyone, Jacob." Jacob turned.

"Carlisle!" He choked, swallowing his cooked chicken as fast as possible.

"You should remember to chew slowly so that you won't choke, Jacob." Carlisle chided him, before moving behind Esme to give her a kiss on the cheek. "How are you this fine evening?"

"Fine, sir." He saluted him, at which he received a chuckle.

"Now, now. No need to be so formal." Carlisle said with a smile. "Just call me Carlisle, like everyone else does."

Jacob smiled cheekily. "Sorry, hard habits die hard."

"So Jacob. Will you be staying over for dinner?" Esme asked him.

"Well, if it's alright with you..." He trailed off.

"We'd love to have you over. You're always welcomed here." Esme said softly.

"Alright." He smile sheepishly, moving his hand behind to scratch his head

"Lovely." She moved towards the sink. "Is lasagna okay with you?" She asked him.

Jacob nodded. "Anything's fine if you're cooking it, Esme." With that said, he took a quick glance at Alice, who pouted when she saw him look over at her as he talked.

"Jacob, let's go up to my room while we wait." Jacob gave him a nod and followed after him.

"But I wanted to show him around, Edward." Alice whined to him. "You're always hogging him when he comes over."

"Too bad." Edward smirked, feeling the urge to stick out his tongue at her. Instead, he pulled Jacob with him.

He closed the door behind him after both entering the room. Jacob walked on and plopped down on the couch.

"Your room hasn't changed that much since the last time I've been here. In fact, it looks exactly the same." Jacob pondered as he looked at his surroundings.

"Jacob."

Jacob turned to face him. "Huh?"

"I want to talk to you about Bella." Edward started.

"Go on," he urged him.

"Well, I, she...we-" He was cut off by a knock on the door. He turned swiftly and opened the door, only to see Jasper standing there.

"Dinner time." Was all he said, before he walked away.

Jacob blinked. "Well, he hasn't changed much. Still doesn't talk a lot."

Edward cursed inwardly. "Let's go, Jacob."

They walked down the stairs towards the dining room, where everyone else was located.

Jacob took a seat next to Edward, who sat down next to Emmett, who was across Rosalie. She sat down next to Jasper, who was next to Alice. At the head tables on both side sat Esme and Carlisle.

"Hey. It smells really good, Esme. You really are the best cook in the world!" He complimented her.

"Thank you." She smiled happily, knowing she would blush if she could. It's not everyday someone would compliment her on her food. It's not everyday she cooks as well."Please eat as much as you can." She told him, and he did.

He grabbed as many items as he can, placing them on his plate, knowing that the others won't eat, because not that they can't, but they won't. He then proceeded to wolf it down, practically inhaling the food.

"Slow down why don't you? It's like you haven't eaten for days." Edward commented.

Jacob ignored him and continued inhaling his food. Edward rolled his eyes, as the other chuckled at him.

Finally, he put down his plate down and burped. Sighing happily. "Yup. Definitely the best meal I've ever had." He complimented Esme once again, who smiled.

"I'm glad you enjoyed it." She said, looking at the empty plates on the table. "I cook for Bella as well, but she doesn't eat as much. There are always so many leftovers, but you managed to finish it every time."

Jacob looked at her suspiciously. "Are you calling me a pig?"

Rosalie smirked. "Maybe she is. You sure eat like one." Emmett nodded in agreement, whereas Alice clapped her hands, laughing.

"Why I outta-" He was interrupted by a knock on the door. He blinked.

"I'll get it." Edward said, standing up and heading for the door.

Jacob turned to look at the rest of the Cullens, who gave him a pointed look. They don't know who would be there at this time of the day either. It was already evening by now.

He heard footsteps coming from behind him, so he turned. His eyes widened in shock. It was Bella.

"H-hey, Bella!" He smiled nervously. Bella was also looking at him in amazement, before she broke into a smile and ran towards him, giving him a hug.

"Jacob! It's been so long since I've seen you. How long has it been. A week? A month?" She said into her embrace.

"Two weeks, actually." He responded weakly. Bella looked over his shoulder.

"Hi everyone." She gave them a smile of her own.

Jacob bit his lower lip and looked at Edward, who was still kind of frozen himself.

"What are you doing here Bella?" He asked her, whispering into her ear.

She backed out of his embrace and looked at him with a happy grin. "Edward promised me he'd take me out on a date today. We're going to go out for dinner and then to the movies." She replied. "Though, what are you doing here Jacob?" She asked him, curious.

Jacob smiled weakly. "Nothing. I was actually on my way out now." He looked over at Edward before turning around the face the Cullens who sat by the table. "Thank you for your hospitality." He turned around and walked pass Edward.

"Wait, Jacob!" Edward called out after him.

Jacob only shook his head and ran out the doorway and into the woods, making his way to La Push.

Back inside the Cullens house, Bella stared after him in confusing, before turning towards the Cullen. "What happened?" She asked timidly, as Edward stalked back inside, glum.

Rosalie suddenly stood up in anger. She threw her napkin down at the table and stormed back upstairs. Bella looked at her in surprise.

"Wait, Rosalie!" Emmett called. "Sorry Bella." He apologised, before going after her.

Bella turned to look at Edward. "Did I do something wrong?"

Upstairs in the Cullen's house, someone was fuming, throwing herself onto her bed. Her partner taking the blunt of her hits.

"I can't believe that Edward would choose her over him! What does she have that Jacob doesn't! I want him back. To come back and be with our family again. It would have been better if she had never came to Forks, then this wouldn't have happened and he wouldn't have left." The blonde spat angrily into her pillow. "Why did this happen Emmett?" She said softly to him, after her anger passed.

"I don't know, Rosalie. I don't know." He said, taking her into his arms, treading his fingers into her hair.

"I just want him back. I want our life to go back to being the way it was before all this happened." She closed her eyes.

"So do I, Rosalie. So do I."

Mahh, lol, I'm really getting into this story. O.o Even though this pairing isn't as popular. Constructive criticism or reviews are acceptable. Flames are not.