How long has it been? Did y'all miss me? :]
Disclaimer: Not mine. I'm just here chilling with some tea.
"Jacob? Where have you been all this time?" Billy gaped as his son entered the kitchen in the most weary manner. "I've been looking for you all this time and you didn't pick up your phone."
"It's broken," Jacob answered dully. The boy looked different, but the misery was still evident on his face. Sleep was absent in his eyes and the lack of smile upon his son's face made him seem hollow and dead. Billy took a step back. The last time he truly paid attention to the way the boy looked, he was fawning over the girl who had just hurt him.
Billy nodded his head at the plate of food on the table, ham and eggs. The humble breakfast brought the two men to the table every morning before they would go their separate ways. One to school, the other to work. When the sun began to fall, that was when they reunited again for dinner. Being a single dad was always stressful, but Jacob was a unique boy. Ever since they arrived home from the hospital, it seemed like he did everything to make Billy feel that he wasn't a burden, but Billy would never make him leave.
Their life started over again the day the boy started smiling again, living life until she came into town. Isabella Swan seemed to be the reason why he smile, for a while anyways, until he found out that she was associated with the Cullens. All of the irony in the world could not compare to how cruel fate has been for the past few months. Billy has never seen tears fall from the boy's face until now.
Billy Black didn't know what else to say to his son about what had happened. He felt that he should have prepared the boy for a heartbreak since his mother wasn't around to do so, but it never came around until now, and when it did, he had no idea what to say. He could see it from the beginning that his son didn't have a chance with the girl, though it wouldn't have made any difference no matter how much the boy was warned. Jacob stuck with her throughout all of it.
"Son, you know you can talk to me if you need to," Billy choked, finding it hard to say the words. The two men living in the same house never felt that kind of need to communicate. The silent peace between the two had been broken ever since the day the girl stepped into the house.
"Dad, I think I imprinted on her..." Jacob's eyes were staring out the window towards some invisible person at some distance. There was a strange emotion in those espresso orbs that held some resemblance to affection and bitterness. Affection towards this person he had imprinted on and bitterness at the timing of it all, it would seem.
Billy's blood ran cold at the confession. Had that happened when Jacob disappear from the church? Why so quickly and suddenly when the boy was just going through this situation with Bella? Billy couldn't think of anyone from the tribe that the boy could have imprinted on other than Leah, but that would never work. Slowly, he found himself asking: "Who is it?"
"I-I don't know," Jacob bowed his head in shame while shaking it, "I don't know her name or who she is..."
Billy wasn't a shapeshifter like his son was, who was actually a natural as soon as he came to realize his power, so he didn't know how to sympathize. The power to heal and find one's soul mate had skipped him because he had no need for it during the time when he was supposed to have transformed. Billy eyed the pack tattoo on his son's arm before grimacing, "Jacob, tell me everything that happened."
1. Holy crap. It's so expected, right? What's the surprise on the meter?
2. How do ya like Jacob so far? Too OOC? Too.. weird?
R+R!
