A/N: I'm really liking this one, and I hope you do to. So please review and let me know. This chapter is mostly in Jacob's and Eli's POV, I figured it would be best to explain their… sides. So please….. REVIEW. I would really appreciate it.

D: I do not own any of the characters of Twilight, just my OMC's Casey and Eli. The rest belongs to Stephenie Meyer.

CHAPTER 3

Jacob's POV

"You idiots!" Sam growled, pounding his fist on my wolf cheek, then doing the same to Paul. "YOU PUT THE ENTIRE TRIBE AT RISK, AND MAINLY THE PACK. YOU BOTH EXPOSED US TO HUMANS."

I phased back, pissed at the alpha thinking he could lay a blow on me and get away with it. Seth tossed me a pair of shorts. I quickly put them on, "WHAT THE FUCK SAM? YOU DIDN'T HAVE TO PUNCH US!"

"YOU BOTH FUCKING DESERVED IT!" He shouted back.

"Well thanks to you Sam, the asshole took my imprint with him." I fumed, "if he runs with Eli, I will hunt him down and kill him. You better hope they stayed at your place."

"Is that a threat Jake?" Sam turned and glared at me.

"Isn't it obvious asshole?" I growled.

"Watch your tongue omega. Before I remove it for you." He laid out the threat.

"Do it! The idiot didn't learn his lesson." Paul growled. "Maybe it would keep the fairy away."

"What the fuck did you just say?" I treaded towards Paul. Standing face to face with the beta. "I can do much worse than that prick did."

He shoved me back, "don't step up to someone greater than you… OMEGA."

"Maybe I should take my rightful place as alpha and set you back down a notch… then who would be the fucking omega? Huh?" I smirked at him.

"If only you had the balls." He snickered.

"SHUT UP!" Sam commanded in the alpha tone. "You two need to settle this somewhere else, but for now… I have to fucking explain to them what the hell is going on."

I could think of several comebacks to Sam and Paul, but the alpha's orders were the alpha's orders. The fucking downs of being in a pack, you faced every order of the alpha's demands, and since I was downgraded as omega along with Jared and Quil, I was taunted to face the fact that I wasn't allowed to back talk those of higher in command. I could take my right place as alpha, but I didn't want to be burdened with those responsibilities.

I guess I'll just have to take Paul's position.

Eli's POV

The intensity burned in Casey's face. His beautiful brown eyes burrowed with frustration and confusion as he vigorously paced back and forth. It was as if his words were delayed with shock and annoyance, every ebbed wrinkle on his forehead scrounged his tantalizing caramel colored skin displayed anger and fear. Anger of someone else treating me like a piece of meat, and the fear of losing me to someone that I'm even disgusted of, someone that has it etched in his head that I belong to him without questioning. My problem was, that this time; I had to be strong, strong for Casey, he needed to know that no matter what, I will always be his, and he will always be mine. Every minute my fears subsided my intake on emotions, I didn't know how to love, until Casey showed me how.

The day I met Casey, our first introduction was an exquisite highlight of my existence. I remember the day I entered class to review the class outlines and to become confortable with the next two years of my routines. He stood next to the instructor, Nick Saul, questioning on the many effects of green screening and lighting in a studio. He stood six foot two; dimples vacated the well-endowed frame of his face as he gave me one of the most beautiful smiles I've ever seen. His teeth were a bright white and his lips were pursed and cherry colored. His build was nothing but muscle, and intimidating. But the arch of his brows and the way he blinked his long lashes informed me that behind that tall brick wall was a timid, tamed and caring teddy bear. Every glance my way made my heart skip a beat, and my lip quiver with lust.

This man. This man now sitting across from the room adjacent to me was only seen in movies, on magazines, on ads for beautiful people. I couldn't grasp the feeling that I was in the presence of a god. I could never build up the courage to ever talk to him. I never did until he finally spoke to me two months after.

Those two months were the longest of my life. I called my parents every day, informing them that schooling was progressing, and let it slip that I was crushing on Casey Mackenzie. They both became concerned, reminding me not to get my hopes up. Due to my recent obsession with my classmate Derek Piles in high school; the all time jock that every guy wanted to be and every girl wanted to be with. I understood where my parents stood at this point. I was taunted everyday for my crush on the guy, the entire student body practically knew except him. The day he found out, I was beaten and put into the hospital, total misconception between being kind and a crush returned. He was only being a good citizen and not judging me for my sexuality, but he flipped at me once he heard that I fantasized about being a couple, and my attempt of making it happen. The only people who were kind enough to be a friend to me were Dana and Valerie. The other two I called on a weekly basis.

The conversations with Dana or Val, also lead to the same warnings my parents equipped me with. I wanted their support, but I couldn't help but to see why they were right. I did look into details more than I should. A smile to me meant flirting. An introduction meant 'I think you're attractive.' The graze of the arms meant it was a sign of being meant to be. See what I mean? I look way too far into things, and I should learn to be conservative to normalcy. So I didn't overreact whenever Casey looked my way.

But each time he smiled at me, or even waved. My reaction would always be to blush and take it into consideration that there might be a hint of interest. Just when I was ready to give up, he spoke to me for the first time, and it took both of us two months to converse.

"Hi, my name is Casey Mackenzie." He extended his hand out, seated next to me in one of the few cafeteria tables. I was enjoying my wrap and fries while reviewing a script for a project I was working on.

"Elias Sanders, but you can call me Eli" I reached my hand out to shake his. It was warm and chapped, like he worked a lot with them.

It was a long awkward moment. So I shifted uncomfortably, and skimmed through my storyboards in my notepad trying to match it with the script. "I'm just going to come out and say it." He dropped his bag next to his chair. "I'm hoping I'm not being too forward, but I've been admiring you from afar, and I was wondering if you would like to go out for dinner or something." I couldn't help but smile, not realizing I was blushing too.

"Umm… like a date?" I wasn't too sure if I was hearing this right.

"If that's what you would like?" He smiled, the same one that revealed his dimples that made me melt.

"Sure… I would like that."

"Cool." He let out a deep breath.

It took me about three months to finally open up to Casey, and five to finally confirm that we were dating. His talent to listen and give helpful advice informed me that I could trust him. We still had our disagreements though, but not enough to set us apart. Every moment with him, made me fall in love with him more each day. My first official relationship with a man could be my only one. I knew that he felt the same, he reminded me everyday. Even though one of the flaws about him was that he flirted with everyone and was never aware that he was doing it. I would get jealous, and he would comfort me and remind me each time that he belonged to me as much as I belonged to him.

I would constantly visit the thought that one day he was going to realize that one day I wasn't good enough for him, until the day he cried in front of me and let his feelings flow after one of our arguments. I was battering him about a girl STRONGLY flirting with him, trying to grind up on him at a frat party, and I witnessed the moment she pulled him in for a kiss. I tried to hold back the tears, but they fell before I could reach the car for my getaway. He followed me and shouted my name out for me to stop, but I didn't. I came home and locked him out of the apartment we stayed in. I expected him to leave after ten minutes of banging on the door, but four hours later of listening to him weakly pound for forgiveness, I couldn't stop crying, so I let him in hoping for a decent explanation.

I didn't expect him to grab me for one of the longest hugs he'd ever given me, begging and pleading for me to never let him go. We sat on the couch, with his arms still wrapped around my waist while he rested his head on my stomach. He explained that the girl kept bothering him all night and he wanted to leave the party, but he stayed because he seen that I was having a good time. The moment that she kissed him, it scared the hell out of him, not the fact that she was trying to pull on his groin, but the fact that she did it in front of me, especially since she knew that we were together. That is when he said that he was afraid each day that I was going to leave him, that I was going to decide one day that he wasn't good enough for me. I guess you can say I had an epiphany, it made me realize that maybe we were meant to be.

We've been ten months into our relationship, and a couple weeks after the incident with the tramp, and I decided that I wanted to take the next step. Because I was afraid that once I had sex with him, he would break it off. But the fact that he was willing to wait until I was ready, made the moment feel right, and it was. I guess you can say the night was magical. He was gentle, patient, and continued to put my needs before his. I still believe till this day that happily ever after's never existed, but Casey changed my outlook on the fairytales.

For the past four years have been worth it, and I guess this conflict with Jacob Black is like a set back. They keep telling me I'm his imprint, well imprint or not, Jacob will realize that I'm not the right person for him. I will do anything to be there for Casey, and I won't give up my chance for being with the one person I was meant to be with for someone who claims to be my soul mate when I just met him.

"I can't lose you Eli…" Casey rested his head on my lap, crying and pleading me not to leave him.

"You're not going to lose me sweetie, I'm yours forever." I kissed his head, running my fingers through his dark hair. "So stop thinking like that."

"You can't fight an imprint Elias," Emily wrapped and icepack on Casey's hand, "it will pull you to be attracted to Jacob, and you will eventually fall in love with him and the love you have for Casey will fade."

"Yeah right," I scoffed. "Just because some random guy claims I'm his soul mate, doesn't mean I'm going to leave the man I'm in love with to be with him. I couldn't leave Casey even if you paid me to."

"Eli?" Leah kneeled by the armrest beside me, "I hate to say this, but if you show a bit of affection towards Casey, Jacob won't hesitate to hurt him."

"Well I know Casey won't take it, he'll fight back." Casey nodded still resting his head on my lap, wiping his tears. "He always has."

"Casey you can't." Emily lifted his chin for him to look at her, "please understand, if you hurt Jacob, if you're capable to hurt Jacob, it will have the same effect on Elias, and the bruise on Elias' cheek is clear evidence to my point. Elias, he's Jake's imprint, and any pain inflicted on him, affects Elias."

"So you expect me to sit back and let Jacob take him from me," Casey growled. "I can't just give up. Eli is my everything."

I couldn't hold it back, I began to sob, and I don't want to lose Casey, all because they're telling me that I was meant to be with the perverted asshole that already seems to be the violent type. "There is no way in this lifetime that I will be with Jacob Black. Imprint or not, he doesn't deserve me."

"You can't deny it Elias." Emily sighed, "it could kill him, and then you eventually."

"I don't want to be with him. I can see that he's already controlling and abusive, so why should I? From what I see, he can have any man he wants." I argued.

"That's the thing. Jake's not gay. He was known to have a couple girlfriends before you." Leah chuckled, "and to tell the truth, he's actually a cool dude, he's actually known as the most grounded member of the pack, and he's never known as the violent type."

"Well he was a total asshole to me, and Casey." I growled, "and I'm probably not his imprint, maybe he's getting sick of the girls around here so he decided since I'm next to the feminine type, he figured he would play me."

"Elias, listen to me. Jake has never been the type to play with someone's heart, he's dealt with that for the past couple years to the girl who always put him second best." Leah explained, "he helped her through a break-up that tore her apart. Even though we could see that it hurt him so much to see the one person he was in love with, love another person, he still held it together for the pack. Just give him a chance."

At that moment she said to give him a chance, Casey shook furiously and slammed his fist on the floor. "Quit trying to give him away on me. Don't I get a say in this."

"Casey, if you did have a choice, believe me, I would've found a way through it." Leah looked over at Emily and continued, "but you can't. I had to find out the hard way. I lost the man I loved to my best friend, and for the longest time, I blamed them both for my heartbreak, and I can't say that I've fully forgiven them, but I can say I don't blame them anymore. I know it sucks, but you have to get through it, for Elias."

"I'm not leaving Casey." I demanded, "I love Casey with all my heart, and I don't want to lose him."

"It's no use." Leah stood up and shrugged her arms. "He doesn't get it Emily, this could hurt them both, and if he hurts Jake, I will hurt them both myself."

Before I could defend myself, Jacob came bursting through the door, with fury written all over his face. "Jake…" Leah stood in front of him, blocking him from my terrified stance and Casey's protective body in front of me, "calm down…"

"Get your hands off of him," he growled at Casey, "before I end you."

"No." Casey muttered, "you can't have someone that doesn't want to be with you, and besides, you'll just hurt him."

"I would never hurt him." He took a step forward.

"And you think fighting my boyfriend will make me go with you." I interrupted. "I'm with Casey."

"I'm not going to say it again." He took another step closer, "get your hands off of him."

"No." Casey pulled me further behind him.

I gripped Casey's shoulder, trying to hide myself further behind him from the angry man. I couldn't have been more afraid in my life. It seemed like another repeat of the episode with Derek, and one of us, or both of us would end up in the hospital. It wasn't the fact that he was huge, but the monster he was capable of turning into, and he could simply kill us. I took another step back and pulled Casey with me, but Casey fell back and on top of me, causing us both to fall. I then realized that Jacob punched Casey and knocked him out. I tried to see if he was okay, but before I could check, Jacob pulled me out quickly and threw me over his shoulders and ran out the door.

"CASEY!" I screamed. Trying to find my comfort, trying to see if Casey was okay, and yet still finding the strength to punch my hardest on Jacob's back as he carried me away once again against my will. "LET ME GO!"

Every attempt to break free caused him to hold tighter, practically bruising my pelvis. Every time I called him down, he growled then chuckled. "YOU SADISTIC BASTARD! PUT ME DOWN!"

After about five minutes of running and no response, we reached the same hellhole that I was trapped in when I came here, Jacob's house. He locked me in the room again, and bolted the door and window. "FUCKING LET ME OUT!" No matter how loud I shouted, I wasn't get anywhere. "CASEY?" I cried out. I could never love Jacob, not after what he did. He didn't deserve the satisfaction.

"ASSHOLE!"

Jacob's POV

Once again I was succumbed to second best. Why is it that I'm always stuck with the one person that claims that they will never love me? I sat on the couch with my hands buried in my palms. The tears were practically running like a faucet, and the rejection from my imprint was causing unbearable chest pains. He kept shouting and calling me down from the other side of my bedroom door. I know it's not the best way to deal with it, but my wolf took over me. You figure after five years into phasing, I would be able to control my abilities, but I had no idea that finding my imprint would be this controlling and demanding. My wolf insists I claim and mark the man screaming and shouting for freedom in my bedroom, and yet I can't do that to someone that means the world to me. Oh the irony?

I had never had these feelings for a man. There was only one person I was in love with, and that was Isabella Swan, or I should say Isabella Cullen, I still haven't wrapped my mind around that yet. She was my childhood friend, but yet the one who pushed me aside and played with my feelings. I swore she was the love of my life, and I was willing to do anything to prove it. But when she married that leech and birthed his demon spawn, I pulled away and let fate decide what was best for her. Until this so called coven called the Volturi was putting their existence at risk, and would put our tribe at risk, so the pack was forced to form an alliance with them. I discovered that she was changed the same day that she gave birth to little girl that almost killed her, and I did the best thing I could do and been nothing but a friend. The day I saw the child, I thought and hoped that I imprinted on her, but it was clouded memories of the life I wanted with Bella, and I found that it was the pull that was holding on me the same day I fell in love with my best friend. After the realizations of a faded hope, I stopped any interaction with the Cullens. It took the wise words from Leah to make me realize I was chasing waterfalls, I was treading for a broken life, and all of the time spent forcing myself to fall in love, was getting in the way of finding my true imprint.

I used to never get along with Leah; in fact we despised each other at a time. But finding out how similar we were, we became as close as I was with Seth. After recalling that it was rare for us to find our imprints, I completely gave up and decided that I would start dating, but each girl I tried to woo, it didn't feel right. So I was left to live and unhappy life without a companion. Since my continuous failures, Bella returned the favor, and since the treaty was re-established, she came around often to comfort me in my depression mode.

Two years since the encounter with the Volturi and them agreeing to let Bella and Edward's child live due to another hybrid saving them, they still sent the odd coven to check up on them, and the coven would decide to taunt the pack and test our abilities, which ended up in them being destroyed. It only happened two out of ten times, but apparently the Volturi came to understand our roles, and so they started sending covens with no abilities or importance to their society.

"Jake?" I looked up to the door to see whom the voice belonged to.

"Bells?" I stood up quickly and gave her a hug. Her stench still bothered me, and I wouldn't doubt she felt the same. "What are you doing here?"

"Billy called me and told me you found you're imprint, and I had to come meet the girl that stole the one and only Jake's heart," she chuckled. "Why are you crying?"

"It's nothing," I wiped my eyes.

"LET ME OUT!" Elias shouted again.

"Who's that?" She smiled.

"My imprint." I muttered.

"She sounds manly." She giggled.

"Maybe because he is a man." I added.

"Yeah right Jake." She smirked, "you and you're jokes."

She realized that I had a serious look. "Oh. Why is… he… shouting?"

"Because he's locked in my room." I answered. "He's being stubborn."

"So you locked him in your room?" She began walking towards my room. "Jake? You shouldn't do that."

"I wouldn't if he would just listen to me." We were standing in front of my door now.

"Well can I talk to him?" I sighed. I didn't know what to think, so I nodded. "What's his name?"

"Elias." I answered.

Eli's POV

I sat on the bed, listening to the whispers behind the closed door. It was Jacob's voice. "I wouldn't if he would just listen to me."

Then I heard a woman's voice that I didn't recognized. "Well can I talk to him?" What the hell does she think she can do? "What's his name?"

I heard the deadbolts clicking and unlocking and Jacob say my name "Elias." At that moment, a woman with long brunette hair and porcelain skin with faded freckles and wearing a white dress that seemed suitable for a picnic walked in. She was beautiful. Maybe she was Jacob's girlfriend? "Hi my name is Bella. Jake's girlfriend." I knew it. Why I was jealous? I didn't even know, but I already hated this girl. "I mean; I'm Jake's friend, who is a girl." She corrected herself and giggled.

"I bet." I said sarcastically.

"I'm married." She smiled and held her ring finger up.

"That hasn't stopped a girl before." I added. Again, I was still acting jealous.

"It has when you found you're soul mate." She sat next to me.

"Jacob is not my soul mate." I growled.

"No silly, I mean mine. I'm married to my soul mate, Edward." She smiled again. She sat silent for a moment. "Jake's a good man."

I sighed annoyed. "I know. I heard it all. But I still don't love him."

"Why not?" She asked.

"Because I love my boyfriend, and Jacob took me away from him against my will." I muttered, "he knocked my boyfriend out and took me away from him, and I didn't get a chance to make sure Casey was okay."

"Is Casey your boyfriend?" She rubbed my shoulder to comfort me, but I pulled away because her cold skin startled me.

"You're so cold…"

"Sorry." She giggled.

"And yes… Casey is my boyfriend, and Jacob and everyone else expects me to leave him for Jacob." I began to cry, "Casey means the world to me."

"Hm…" She muttered. "I can't say I understand… but I can tell you this, I know how strong an imprint is, I at one time thought Jake imprinted on me, and it hurt everyday to hurt him."

"So you're the one who toyed with his heart." I growled. I don't know why I was becoming protective. "No offense to you… Bella, but I hardly think that you're the right person to preach to me about denying Jacob when you did it so easily."

"You don't know me enough to start making assumptions, and it did hurt me to turn down the one guy I only wanted as a friend," She gripped the sheet in her fist, "but if I didn't tell Jake I wasn't the right person for him, he wouldn't have found you."

"I don't want him. I want to go home with Casey and forget that this all happened." I complained. "I should have a choice, and my choice is Ja… Casey."

"You see," she pointed out, "the imprint is already taking over."

"Whatever," I muttered. I was becoming annoyed. It didn't matter that I mixed the names up. I still loved Casey, and there was nothing I could do to change that.

"I hope you do realize soon that you were meant to be with Jake, before it hurts him and kills you both." She stood up and walked to the door and place her hand on the knob, "just please give Jake a chance."

I didn't reply. I didn't want to give Jacob the chance. Like I said he doesn't deserve it, or me. The deadbolts clicked and locked again and I fell back on the bed and sobbed. I wrapped my arms around the pillow and cried for Casey. The scent of the beddings became noticeable to me, cedar and rain mixed with an essence unexplainable to me, and the only person came to mind was Jacob. The fact that I was laying in his bed didn't subside the thought, but I couldn't help but to enjoy it.

"Jake… cob"

Casey's POV

My eyes opened to the feeling of a wet cloth being wiped across my forehead. I noticed Emily pressing an icepack on my sore cheek. Man! I'll never get used of this. I blinked and attempted to get used of the bright lights, and tried to rid the black spots invading my sight. "What happened?"

"Do you really want to know?" Leah answered sarcastically, sitting on the stool at the kitchen island.

"Jake knocked you out." Emily frowned. "I never did care for violence."

"Serves him right." Paul muttered from the other side of the island.

"Shut up Paul." Leah glared at him.

"Make me."

"Quit you two. I don't want anymore fighting in my house." Emily interrupted. "You're acting like children."

They both kept silent, but still growled at the thought of listening to the petite woman. I looked up at Emily and realized she had a scar on her right cheek. I couldn't help but stare, whatever did this to her, I doubt they survived Sam's wrath. "Is Eli okay?"

"He's fine, Sam went to Jake's along with Embry and Quil." She rang the cloth out again, "The boys should be able to help Jake calm down. Can one of you get Casey a glass of water, he's probably parched."

I sat up and signaled my hand for Emily to stop wiping my face. I looked up and noticed Paul standing in front of me holding a glass of water in front of me, "here!"

"Thanks." I took a drink.

"Whatever." He replied bitterly. I wouldn't blame him for his hatred; I didn't like him either so I wasn't bothered by the fact that he didn't want to be here.

"No offense Paul, but why are you hear?" I looked over at him sitting back on the stool. "I know you hate me and Eli."

"It's none of your fucking business." He spat.

"Language!" Emily shouted. "Sam ordered him to stay and keep and eye out."

"Fuck this." He shoved the stool out, "I don't need to stay here and listen to this bullshit."

"What's his problem?" Sam walked in while Paul bolted out.

"You know Paul?" Leah added. Sam shrugged the thought.

"I spoke to Jake, and he's agreed to let you take Eli and go back to wherever you call home." Sam glared at me.

"Good." I stood up quickly. Emily gave a blank expression as she followed Sam into the hallway.

"I'll give you guys a ride to the bus depot." Leah said.

"Thanks."

Jacob's POV

Sam better be right. I do hope that Eli comes back and realizes he needs me just as much as I needed him. Sam ordered the pack not to speak of any of this while Eli and Casey drove off with Leah to the bus depot in Forks. The only one I couldn't read of the thought was Paul, he seemed pissed, but it's probably the fact that he remains without an imprint still.

Sam convinced me to let Eli go, and hopefully he'll come back and realize how strong an imprint can be, and maybe Casey will understand, doubt it, but I hope. I watched the small truck disappear down the highway and into the forest. It took every fiber in my being to hold back the tears. I didn't want this to be my last memory of my imprint, and find out that I was meant to die because I couldn't get the love of my life to love me back. Bella still held me on the porch, rubbing my back in comfort and whispering to me that he will come back. Everyone left, and it was just Bella and I, so I let the tears flow. I had only one thought on my mind.

'Please come back soon Eli?'

A/N: I hope you liked this one, and you do review. I hope you can see the differences between the characters of Eli and Casey; I tried my best to portray Eli to be the smart, sensitive one of the couple, and Casey the strong protective one. So please… again, review.

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