A/N: Well I really had fun writing my little football scene! Haha :) Oh, and incase you haven't noticed, the chapters switch back and forth with POV. Jacob then Bella. Enjoy!
'Even though I really love you
I'm gonna smile cause I deserve to
It'll all get better in time.'
Better In Time, Leona Lewis
I shot the guys a look that I hoped said if anyone sitting at this table does anything stupid, I will tear each of your limbs off, and feed them to a blood sucker. I'm pretty sure that they got they got the picture, but maybe not in that many words.
Everyone from the table finished up their meals and we headed outside. I grabbed a football out of the gym and we headed to an open grassy field next to the school. Kim sat content on the ground and leaned back soaking in the sun. It was rare for La Push to get this much vitamin D and honestly it was awesome!
My eyes flicked to Bella. She was sitting next to Kim, but I knew she wasn't sitting this game out. I looked closer to see what she was doing. She was carefully removing her death spikes she walked around in. Once they were off, she leaned into Kim to whisper, but sadly when you hang with werewolves whispering is kind of a lost cause.
"Do you think they'll play nice?" She asked mischievous.
Kim blushed a little and laughed. "Knowing them.. Never."
"Perfect!" Bella pulled her hair up quickly and turned around to face me. I realized I had been staring at her for the last few minutes. Wow, she probably thought I was the biggest creep in the world. I couldn't help it though. She was so beautiful. Every word she spoke was a blessing to hear. "What?" She asked me, raising a perfect eyebrow.
"Oh, um, I was wondering what you were wanting to play." I decided to be a jerk, why not? "I know all of us guys will try to let you keep up..." Then I winked. I thought she would think that was cute, since she was going to be so out of her league even if she did like football, which I doubted. And as cute as she looked excited for this game, we weren't only guys, but weird-o werewolf strong guys.
Bella's glorious face morphed into a scowl. "Oh, get over yourself, dick." Then she pushed around me and went to join the other guys, who smiled at her, but glanced at me worried. Oh, Jesus, what did I do. She's pissed. Fuck.
I pretended to shake it off, and decided to be nice from now on. "So guys, what do you wanna play?" I re-asked, since last time it hadn't gone over very well.
Kim piped up. "You could pay flag with your shirt tails!" She added smiling. I nodded and turned to see who agreed.
"Two-touch," Jared added. He winked at me, and I rolled my eyes. Not that I wasn't planning on using this game to try and get my arms around Bella. Mmm.
"Tackle!" Bella spit out. I felt my eyes widen.
"I don't know...-" I started.
"Holy, crap, Jake. You don't have to frickin' make every decision. Jesus! Quit pretended to be some alpha dog, and let's play some football!" The whole group turned to look at me shocked. Besides being ironically called an alpha dog, it seemed my imprint didn't just think I was a creepy, but a major dick! Everyone looked concerned, but Bella didn't notice. She just walked away and started rolling her jeans up her legs.
Damn. Bella had legs. Mmm. They were strong, lean, muscular legs. Ugh, I wanted to run my hand up them... oh that's right, Bella thinks I'm a douche-nozzle. Fantastic.
"Alright, tackle it is," I growled angrily at her attitude. "Quil, Embry, you're on my team." I realized my mistake before 'team' left my mouth. The other team was Jared, PAUL, and BELLA. Holy mother of all things that suck balls! Has my day really going from being one of the best, to the worst? Paul looked up at me, and I growled at him.
He held up this arms in surrender and I turned to play quarterback, Embry and Quil awkwardly stood behind me. Embry was always my runner, so there really wasn't much to say. I looked up at them expectantly. Jared turned to talk to the group but Bella beat him to it.
"Alright, Paul you want QB," Yes, she actually said Q.B. I almost laughed. Almost. "Cool, alright how about you," she said pointing to Jared, "you want to be tight end? Awesome. I'm running back. Then she turned and looked at my team, and smiled. It was an evil smile, but it turned me on non-the-less.
We started. I got the ball to Embry and he started to run, fast, but not overtly. Faster than any person, I've ever seen run, but not fast enough to turn heads. He easily scored and we celebrated. I looked over at Bella to see her glared at me. I stopped dancing and turned back around.
They started. Bella got the ball more gracefully, than most girls would have, and did something I wasn't expecting. She took off. She was fast. Holy shit. She was really fast. I could have caught her, but I didn't. I just stood there stupidly as Quil and Embry shot out to try and snag her. She weaved through them and I noticed they were actually trying. She was moving like a leech. At one point she slid lightly between Embry's legs and danced into our home-made in-zone.
Paul stood there with his mouth open, and then ran to her. He picked her up lightly and twirled her around. "That was amazing!" He said to her. And as much I agreed with what he was saying, I wanted his hands off her now. I knew she was enjoying it and that made it hurt all the more.
"Where did you learn to play like that?" He asked setting her down. About time.
She smiled and took a deep breathe, she as huffing slightly. After all, she was human. It was sexy as hell. "I played on the boys team in Phoenix." Then she laughed and I wanted to hold her. To taste spring dipped in honey. She dark eyes locked on Paul and she reached for his hand.
Before I could even control myself, I was flying through the air and shouldering Paul in the chest. "Get the fuck away from her," I growled as I took him down. It was easy, he has been distracted. Paul rolled quickly to his feet and his body started trembling.
"What the fuck?" He asked visible vibrating.
Quil grabbed him and began pulling him towards the treeline, because we all know how Paul reacted when he was angry. Embry joined in and the two of them moved him out of sight. Jared rushed to Kim and she enveloped him into her arms. Lucky bastard.
"What the hell is wrong with you?" Bella snapped to look at me. She had been been taken down in my tackle as well. "Why are you such a prick. That was completely idiotic. He wasn't even doing anything. Grow up and fuck off," and with that she stormed off stopped to give Kim an apologetic look.
Kim looked at me, and shook her head in confusion and surprise. Hell, I just fucked up, majorly. I needed to see Sam.
I cut the rest of class and headed towards Sam's. I knew he would be out, but I would be able to talk to him anyway. One of the perks of being a werewolf; we had a pack mind.
My paws hit the earth, stirring up leaves and dust. "Sam?" I asked out loud in my mind. I could feel his presence.
"Jacob? What's wrong?" He asked concerned with the anguish and pain I was leaking out.
"It's bad Sam. It's, It's..." I didn't know what to say. What would he think of me? If she rejected me, that had to mean something about me. Not even my imprint liked me.
"Imprint?" Same heard in my mind. "You imprinted? When, how..." He paused, trying to collect his confusion. "Tell me, everything."
And so I did. I told him about meeting her, about thinking she was not only the most beautiful girl I had ever seen, but that I would do anything for her, now, forever, even after she had broken my heart. I told him about her and Paul. I told him about the football game, and I even told him about my jealousy and how I had attacked Paul, and how everything had gone down hill from there. When I was done. Same thought for a moment before speaking. Sadly thinking, was speaking so I heard what he thought of me.
"An imprint has never rejected their mate before. What could this mean?" He thought to himself. "Let's think. Imprinting is when one of us, finds a mate that is made perfectly for them. You become what ever they need..." He looked up at me, and his black wolf head shook slightly. "I think I might understand, Jake."
"What?" I asked desperate to understand, what I could have possibly have done to make her hate me this much, and make her prefer Paul over me, when I was made for her!
"Your imprint needs you to be what ever she needs. And right now, she may not want a boyfriend."
"Like hell! She was all over every fuckin' guy, she met today!" I shrieked, letting a howl burst from my mouth.
"Jacob, calm down. You don't want to ever lose your temper around her." His eyes met mine as images or Emily's scared face floated through our minds. Same lowered his head and whined. It had been a few years earlier, when Sam had just become a werewolf. It was an accident. We all knew that, even Emily, but that didn't change the fact that the scars on Emily's face would never go away.
"I know. I'm sorry Sam."
He nodded in understanding. "You said she was all over guys... Hmm. Well, maybe that doesn't mean anything. She could just be talking to them or flirting. Maybe what she really needs is something else. A friends, a..." he hesitated saying this one, "a... father. I don't know. You need to get to know her, and not try to make her love you. See what she needs."
"But eventually, she will won't she?" I asked, hoping his answer would be a simple yes.
"I don't know Jacob. I really don't." We looked at each other for a few minutes.
"Thank you, Sam."
"No, its no problem. Now go home, sleep on it. I'll get Embry to get your work from school. No patrol tonight either. I won't think about this, and I'll make sure to keep everyone on task."
It was amazing how much Sam did for us. "Thank you."
He nodded and then turned around to finish his lap around La Push. "And good luck, Jake."
I unphased, he didn't want to hear me bitch. But as soon as my human feet hit the ground, I was running. Running so hard, I almost didn't notice I was crying. Almost.
Awe, poor Jake. :(
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