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In the morbid bleakness he laid still, his body moving for its vital breath.
He lay still, watching the days go by, the nights finish. His lips didn't move and his fingers didn't twitch. He wasn't alive.
Months had passed and still he hadn't seen Jacob. He hadn't left the house in half a year. He hadn't phased and he hadn't spoken. His body felt old, ragged and his mind was groggy. He couldn't concentrate. He could feel Jacob.
Jacob's feelings. Jacob's actions. Jacob, Jacob, Jacob.
Leah had given up. Sam had given up. Paul had given up. Jared had given up. If only Embry and Quil would too, quit he could stay like this forever. Lost and to never found.
He didn't want to be found. If found meant living without Jacob then he couldn't. He wasn't living. He was an empty shell that breathed. He wasn't himself. He'd been...kidnapped.
It was day now, mid-afternoon. After days of watching the sun rise and sink, he had gathered the knowledge of time. His sister was moving in the house. Her light footsteps shuffled as she rummaged through the fridge and sat at the table. He couldn't remember the day or the month. He had a feeling it was maybe...June, July? Maybe even later but he couldn't be sure, he hadn't checked the calendar.
Life didn't seem to fit right anymore. The thought of going to school, getting a job, getting married, having kids, dying...it seemed too ordinary. He wasn't supposed to live like this and he knew it.
God, he wanted Jacob.
"Seth?" whispered a small voice outside the door.
He didn't reply, he never did. He didn't even turn his head when the door opened, as usual. It was Quil.
"Seth, please. C'mon man you gotta come outside sometime."
He didn't budge. His eyes just stared out the window, blinking softly.
"Seth...please, I miss you," he whispered.
As Quil sat beside Seth, he began to cry. He missed his best friend and he hated Jacob for what he'd done. How could you not? Since that 6 letter word fell from his lips, Seth had been lost. He didn't eat, he didn't drink, and he just laid on his bed, staring out the window. Quil sighed through his tears, "Please Seth, just one word. Just say one word. For me, please," he begged.
Seth licked his lips. God, his mouth was so dry. He hadn't taking in any liquid in over a month. Good job he was a fucking wolf wasn't it. He swallowed heavily, before speaking in a cracked voice, "Quil..."
Seth hadn't cried since that night. He hadn't cried over Jacob, he hadn't cried over his tightened chest, he hadn't cried over the loss of every emotion he'd ever felt, but now, the tears were flowing.
"Quil...oh God..." His body trembled and shook as he sobbed. Without hesitation, Quil wrapped his arms round his best friend. "Shush, its okay buddy, you're fine, I'm here."
Nodding, Seth let go, is tears never stopping and his trembling never seizing. He couldn't stop even if he wanted to, the months of starvation and stillness had deprived his body of its vital needs. Like movement, nourishment and sleep.
Hours it took for his body to relax and finally shut down. As he slept, Quil gently washed Seth. Perverted you might think but it wasn't. It was gentle; slowly he rubbed the cloth in circles, wiping the misery from the young wolf's skin.
He looked peaceful did Seth although he looked much older. Lines creased his face, despair was written all over it.
Quil sighed. His best friend had caused the pain of another best friend, is that even possible?
Thing was, Jacob was living perfectly fine, not even noticing the absence of Seth. He never asked how the youth was or how he was coping. In fact, Seth's name hasn't left the Beta's mouth since...then. He hadn't apologised the Seth that night, he hadn't even looked at him. While Seth sobbed, he asked Sam to remove him as he was 'causing a scene'. He was engaged...
Quil froze. Seth knew didn't he? He knew Jacob had moved on. Of course he did, he could feel whatever Jacob was feeling and if he and his fiancée had gotten intimate...Oh God Seth...
But he didn't know who it was did he?
Of course he did. It was his own damn sister. Leah had to have invited Jacob over at least once, let him adjust to the house for visits maybe even had sex...across the hall from Seth.
Anger flashed through him. Jacob and Leah had had sex in the same house as Seth. Where he could feel it, hear it, smell it. How could they do that to him?
He stared down at his friend. He felt so bad, he hadn't helped him much, and he and Embry alternated their visits every day. He wish he could've done more during Seth's...loss...so to speak.
He was going to have to speak to Sam.
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He stumbled through the kitchen; his feet were a tad unstable. His feet couldn't remember how to position themselves on the floor and his legs wobbled as he stopped still. He was making process, he thought. After 8 months in his bedroom, he'd decided enough is enough; he had to get a fucking grip.
His body was lighter now, much lighter. You could see his ribs through his skin and every other bone in his body. His hair had begun to fall out but surprisingly his teeth were still the tough, pearly whites they had always been. His eyes were bloodshot, his head was pounding and his throat was swollen. He was a mess, he knew it but he was going to change it. From now on he was going to be the Seth everybody knew a loved, well...almost everybody...
He sighed and sat down at the table. How was he going to get over this? He wasn't how could he? His imprintee was fucking his sister without a care in the world. He didn't give a fuck about Seth did he? He didn't give a fuck that every time he kissed, hugged and even fucking touched his sister; his heart was shredded into a thousand pieces then fed to the Nazis.
But of course, he didn't give a fuck. So normal, predictable Jacob.
He rubbed his face in his hands as he shovelled food through his jaw. As more and more calories fell into his stomach, he felt better, healthier.
Never had he eaten so much...15 bowls of cereal, 25 classes of Cola, 75 Oreos, 3 plates of fries and around 10 hamburgers and he was still hungry.
The bounding knock at the front door made him jump. It took him a few moments to finally reach it but when he did, he slowly opened it.
"Hello, what can I do to- Oh, it's you," he spat.
Jacob stood at the door, his naked chest exposed the rain, his hair damn and his body stained with water. If his heart hadn't been aching, he would have felt turned on but that wasn't the case. Right now, he despised the wolf in front of him, or so he thought.
"Seth, we need to talk."
As his name echoed off his imprint's lips, he shivered in excitement. Oh no, it was happening all over again. He couldn't let this happen.
Seth didn't move.
"If you want to talk, we're talking right here," he choked. He wasn't going to say his name aloud, because if he did, he'd give in and he couldn't do that. Not again.
Sighing, Jacob shifted his position and began the speech he had been forced to create.
"Look, Seth. I'm sorry for everything I've put you through, especially with being with Leah and stuff but I want you to know I forgive you."
For a moment, Seth was confused, "You forgive me?"
Smiling, Jake nodded, "Yeah, I forgive you for imprinting on me."
He crossed his arms, "I didn't have a choice."
Jacob raised his eyebrow, "Are you sure about that?"
"If we had a choice, I'm sure you would have imprinted on my sister," Seth hissed.
"Well, I can't because my imprint spot has been stolen by you."
He felt the anger build through him, "I think you should leave."
Before Jacob could reply, Seth closed the door and walked back into the kitchen. He opened the freezer, pulling out a tub of Ben and Jerry's Phish Food and began to shovel it into his awaiting mouth.
"I think we should talk about his."
Seth looked up from his seat, only to find Jacob stood in the door way, his arms crossed on his chest.
"Well, I think that you're breaking and entering. So get out now before I call Charlie."
Jake snorted, "Charlie loves me I'm the son-in-law he never had."
Ignoring him, Seth continued with his snack, savouring the explosion of tastes in his mouth. God it had been so long since food had entered his body.
"Seth."
He ignored Jake with every ounce of self control. It hurt his head to defile his imprint but...he could do it. If he could still be alive without food or drink, then he could ignore this wolf.
"Seth, don't ignore me."
He did anyway.
"LOOK AT ME!"
Without being able to stop, Seth's head snapped towards the Alpha.
"You need to get over me."
Twisting his jaw to its side, "You need to leave."
"I'm not leaving until you get over me."
Seth growled, "Then you can go."
The wolves glared at each other and time seemed to wiz by. As his eyes stared into Jake's he felt at home. He felt calm and collected. No, he felt angry. He felt so fucking angry. He felt agony, he felt excitement. He felt...everything.
"I'm not leaving."
"Fuck off Jacob, you've done your part now leave me alone to figure out mine."
"No."
Feeling his body shake, Seth growled again, "Get the fuck out of my house."
"It isn't just your house; it's my fiancée's so technically it's also my house."
With his body still shaking, Seth's fingers gripped onto the end of the glass kitchen table. "If you don't get out now, I will make you," he threatened. Jake's lips formed a smirk, "Make me." The glass shattered and Seth howled.
His body shifted for the first time in months and it would be a lie if it didn't hurt because it did, it ripped his skin more than anything.
"Oh Seth, I didn't realise you'd lost so much weight."
Growling venomously, Seth stepped forward, warning the Beta to get out.
"I'm not moving Seth."
He knelt lowly, his ears and tail flat. He was ready to attack.
"You're not going to attack me Seth, you love me too much remember."
That tore it.
His lunged for the Alpha, his teeth ready to sink into his tanned skin only...they didn't make it, they were fought with another set of canines. Jacob had shifted.
The wolves scrapped and scraped until Jacob had Seth pinned beneath him. Both panting, they glared at each other. Seth tried to wriggle free but his imprint was far too strong. So he growled, a threatening growl but Jake didn't budge.
Jacob growled at Seth, a command for him to stop moving and grow up.
He complied but not at will.
They shifted together. Their naked bodies touched in such intimate places, Seth blushed. This is what he had wanted, Jacob on top of him with his strong muscles protecting and dominating him as they made love, his lips all over his skin and his hands caressing every inch of him. He wanted Jacob and everything that came with him but he'd never get it because Jacob was with his sister, and Jacob didn't feel how he felt and Jacob didn't care.
But somehow, despite all this, Jacob still crushed his lips against Seth's.
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So I saw New Moon last night, and I have to say OH MY GOD JACOB YOU SEXY BITCH! Pissed off with the ending though – people cheered (no one likes Robert he's an ugly prick [in my eyes]) grr.
Anyway, I hope you liked the chapter.