She tapped her feet impatiently against the hardwood floor of her bedroom as she studied the outfit she wore in the mirror with a sharp eye. If she were going to dress to kill, knowing Jacob was down the hallway in her sister's room, up her sister's ass again.. Would this outfit do the trick? And why was she really bothering anyway? He was still avoiding her, now things were worse than before, he wasn't even being the typical asshole he'd been before towards her and the entire thing was confusing to her.

At least when he'd been an asshole towards her, she knew how to handle it, she knew she could be a bitch right back to him and avoid him when he hurt her. Which he used to, a lot, she'd just kept it buried deep beneath the surface. Why the hell had he bothered opening up to her that night, acting as if she mattered to him if he were only going to start acting like she didn't exist now?

The guy made no damn sense, but true to form, Colby wasn't going to sit around and cry about it or even lose sleep. Tonight she had a date. And she was doing her best not to let Jacob's actions get to her because that wasn't her style. Maybe she'd be better off going back to the way things were before the night he'd dragged her out of that party.

She'd just slid her feet into a pair of dangerously high heeled shoes and stepped into the hallway, ready to walk downstairs and outside to wait on Levi, her date, but she smashed into the rock solid chest of Jacob instead. "Black." she sneered as she rolled her eyes and bit her lower lip. His eyes roamed slowly over her outfit and he asked stiffly, "Going somewhere?"

"Out."

"Out where?" Jacob asked, jealousy stirring before he could stop it. He watched her intently, his arms crossed, his posture defensive. She was supposed to belong to him.. Not be going out on dates with apparently any and all takers, if the stories he heard from Bella were anything to go by. According to Bella, when he'd asked where Colby was a night or two ago, Colby had been out every night that week with a different guy. And the worst of it? They were all older, mostly college guys from Port Angeles University.

How the hell was his sixteen year old imprint meeting college boys to begin with, even?

"Out.. Who the hell are you, my father?" Colby asked as downstairs and outside, a horn honked four times impatiently. Jacob stood in her way still and she glared at him then said stiffly, "Fucking move, Black.. Go back up the hallway and babysit your precious zombie. You couldn't handle a real girl anyway, most likely."

He glared at her, anger rising and she shoved past him on the stairs landing, stopped on the top stair and without turning around she said simply, "Sucks though.. Because I thought you were different. Guess I was wrong, huh?" before walking down the stairs, leaving Jacob standing on the landing, his hand in his newly buzz cut hair as he watched her walking down the stairs, out the door and heading to only God knew where, to do God only knew what, with a college guy, apparently.

Bella cleared her throat from behind Jacob and said quietly, "Just leave her alone, Jacob. She's a bitch, she always has been. Besides.. I thought you came over here to see me." as she stood in the doorway of her room, her hand in her hair, a hurt look on her face. He thought to himself, 'Actually, Bella, no.. You're just a loophole, a way to keep in contact with my imprint. And apparently, you're a wedge between us also. I'm using you like you've been using me. If only you knew, Bella, just how little I cared what happened to you, how I've gradually began feeling that way for a little over a year now, but I've kept being your friend because I'm a good guy and I don't wanna see you throw your life down the toilet.' but kept those thoughts in his head. Telling Bella would only cause more trouble than it was worth, and right now, he knew that Bella was the only way he had to see Colby.

Thanks to the no contact rule, which he was still breaking even being over here for the supposed sake of Bella's precious sanity, he couldn't see Colby until Sam said he was good enough at controlling himself to do it. It was times like this that Jacob really kicked himself for turning down the spot he was born to take, the spot of alpha male within the pack.

If he were alpha, he could make the rules the way he wanted them. If he were alpha..

The Cullens and all their kind wouldn't exist anymore.

Fingers snapping in his face got his attention and he scowled a little as Bella asked impatiently, "Ready to go?"

"Go?"

"To work on the project, Jacob.. remember? Those bikes aren't just gonna build themselves." Bella said in amusement as she felt a pang of jealousy shoot through her insides.. He was standing there, next to Colby's room, staring into Colby's room like a love struck moron. Bella hated feeling like her life was spinning out of control, and right now at this very moment, her life felt like it was quickly spiralling downhill. She was losing her rock of sanity, the only guy who 'helped' her while the one she really loved and would rather be with was gone.

To her baby sister of all people.

She'd never coped well with losing people, and losing Jacob to Colby?

She wouldn't stand for it.