REWRITE THE STARS
A Twilight Fanfiction
By Coolcat7325
DISCLAIMER: We do not own Twilight. All Twilight characters and rights belong to Stephenie Meyer.
DISCLAIMER: Spoilers
(SET AFTER BREAKING-DAWN)
Chapter 3
Jacob fiddled nervously with the frayed hem of his duvet.
Nessie had called, and she had said Leah was coming home for a surprise visit.
His wolf was trembling with excitement.
But it was excitement to see Leah, not Nessie.
He had been lost, these past couple of years, trying to move past Leah. But it was like the Cosmos was conspiring against him, making sure every where he turned, he'd find something that would remind him of Leah, and unleash a flood of emotions in his mind.
It had been his idea to call their relationship off. They had fooled around with each other in secret, and when Nessie came of age, the imprint ordered him to end things with Leah, and embrace his destiny.
The thing was..., he wasn't quite sure Nessie was his destiny.
He sighed internally.
He was so screwed.
Nessie was away, along with Quil and Seth. Bells and Edward had gone on a second Honeymoon, since their first one had been cut short by Bella's unplanned pregnancy.
He had energy to burn, and he had no-one to hang out with, so he ran out to the backyard, pulled his shorts off, and phased.
"Maybe a quick run will clear my head", he thought.
He ran through the forest. Running really was exhilarating. It felt almost natural, like an instinct.
He felt a tugging sensation in his gut, guiding him towards Second Beach.
He wasn't too worried, the other wolves had also felt this tugging sensation, except for them, it was less intense. It had started a few days after Leah had left La Push, a move that still tore deep into his heart.
He phased back at the edge of the forest, where he had a clear view of the beach, and the lone figure propped up on her elbows, enjoying the cool breeze.
His wolf hummed in delight, oddly attuned to the woman sitting twenty feet away.
The breeze shifted, and his sensitive nose caught her amazing scent.
She smelled like roses and jasmine; a combination that had his mouth watering like a dog's.
But that scent...he could recognize it anywhere.
The woman shifted, and he caught a glimpse of her smooth, satin-like Olive-coloured legs.
No way...
She lifted her left hand, and brushed a lock of her silky black hair out of her face.
The tattoo on her wrist was as clear as day.
A tattoo of intertwined roses.
"I got it because they were my dad's favorite, and that's my zodiac sign's flower", she said, smiling at him.
It couldn't be...
"Leah", he breathed.
And she turned around...
He was lost when he looked in her eyes...
Gravity moved...
And all the strings holding him to earth were cut...
His love for his family. Snip! His love for his friends. Snip!His love for himself. Snip!
He'd do anything for her. Be anything for her...
Her beautiful Hazel-Gold eyes were wide with shock and horror.
"Lee...", he began, taking a step forward.
She shook her head vigorously, a sure sign she wanted him to stay away, but he stepped forward anyway.
He could hear her chanting 'no, no, no, no...' with a fair amount of curses thrown in as well.
He was only a few feet away now, and the sun was slowly setting, bathing them both in a fiery orange light that made Leah's skin glow.
"Lee, honey..."
"NO!", she cried out, and to his shock, tears began to form in her eyes.
She gulped in air.
"S-stay away f-from me!", she sobbed, before turning and running away.
He collapsed on the sand, his heart breaking, and his head spinning with questions.
Had he imprinted on Leah? If he had, how? Why was she so upset?
And most importantly...
What about Renesmee?
He really was screwed.
A/N Please review, and look out for the next chapter!