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So this is it - Chapter 2 part 2 :) Enjoy!

Jacob's POV

I was angry most of all, not really knowing why. But I was also confused. Why was I angry that Nessie went on a date, when I knew that one day we would be together anyway? Over the years the Cullens had me convinced me that our relationship would turn romantic when time came. It frightened me because it dawned on me that I was directly jealous, on the harmless boy taking my reason for existing on a date. Maybe she would have fun, and live out her youth a little while longer, instead of me stealing it from her. I'd always kind of felt guilty about that, though Edward had told me not to worry.

But why then, had I run to the woods in pure anger, in so much anger that the warm spread in my spine and I had started phasing?

Hey, Jake! Seth thought with his unavoidable enthusiasm. I could hear in his thoughts that he had something to say, but I couldn't deal with that now.

Goodbye, Seth.

Why so grouchy? He grunted to himself.

I phased back, found my personal thinking place and stared out at the Ohop Lake. It was a quiet lake – not much recklessness about it as the river close to the Cullen's house back in Forks. The water in Ohop Lake was turbid and didn't look like a nice lake for a swim. In fact it looked disgusting.

College had been intriguing. I loved being there, but me and Nessie… we were growing apart. Was that even possible when she was my soul mate and all? I just felt like we didn't got along as well as we used to. I made an effort out of keeping it up, trying to keep our friendship on a good level, but she was annoyed by me, and kept ignoring me or answering me very shortly. I didn't understand her at all.

A lot of girls had started coming over to me during lunch breaks when the Cullens weren't here. Only one time I had sit with Nessie and her new friend, Elodie. She seemed nice and kind of reminded me of Seth with all her enthusiasm.

Lately I'd gotten a lot of phone numbers, and the girls were eager to ask me out. They flirted a lot too, and I flirted back, but never more than that. I promised to go on dates with them, as well, but cancelled in the end, anyway. I hoped they one day would realize I wasn't into them. But it was fun with all the attention and I found it strange too. I was never really popular among the girls at the Quileute School.

I had met Tiffany, too. She was a good friend from the Makah rez, back in the days. She had invited me over at her place tomorrow night. I had cancelled last time. She seemed eager as well for my company. But if Nessie again tomorrow went on date, I wouldn't be able to visit Tiffany. I could barely sit still now. My mind was filled with worries, wonders and confusion. Pictures of Nessie floated over in my mind, and I kept seeing a picture of Nessie walking out of a door. It repeated over and over again.

A sigh escaped from my lips. I rose up and started pacing toward Nessie's house. Maybe Edward could help me out. I'd never been this confused. I couldn't figure my own feelings out.

Edward was sitting on the porch steps, knowing that I had come to talk to him.

"Hello Jacob,"

"Hi," I sighed.

"You're confused," He concluded with a flat voice.

"The hell I am," I said a little too harsh.

He chuckled. "Maybe you're blind, too,"

"What the fuck are you talking about? I see as well as you do!"

"Visually, maybe. But into people's heart and thoughts, not so much..."

"Hey! I can't help I'm not a mind reader here, Edward." I hissed.

"That's not what I'm talking about. Average people – even humans – attend to see what people around them feel. For example, you're angry right now and that's not only something I can tell from your thoughts. I can also tell from your body language, your choose of words, and the way you say the words."

"Nice observation, there," I said sarcastically.

"Jacob," He used the parent voice. "Be reasonable."

I waited for him to say something – I suddenly couldn't remember what we had been talking about.

"What is it you want to talk to me about?"

"Firstly, do you think it is possible for Nessie to fall in love with someone else when she's my imprint?"

"No," He muttered. "I really don't think so. Do you think so?"

"I don't know," I muttered and the frustration broke my voice. I paused, wondering for a moment. "Secondly, when you say twelve years… what does that exactly mean?"

"You can't marry her before she turns twelve, and I want her to be where I am until then."

I nodded understanding, but disgusted that he could even think like that about her. She was only a child!

"Maybe you are visually blind too," I heard Edward mutter to himself.

"What?"

"You don't see her very clear, do you, Jacob? Maybe she is six, but that doesn't mean she doesn't look like she's eighteen. She's not a child anymore."

"Edward! How can you think like that? It wouldn't surprise me if it was Bella or Alice talking, but you? Her own father!" I said shocked.

"Jacob, you're hurting my daughter," He said with a sudden very serious tone. His words send another bolt of shock through my body. "I haven't seen her so miserable ever before."

"I haven't done anything!"

"Exactly. You haven't done anything." He agreed dryly. "You're not looking at her. Maybe you see what she does and what she says, but you're not registering them. Haven't you noticed a change?"

"Yes. I've noticed how she doesn't seem to want to talk with me," I said, again too harshly.

He pursed his lips, fighting a smile. I got even more irritated by him. "And why do you think she ignores you?"

"That's why I came to you, Edward. I don't know! I want you to tell me her thoughts," I moaned.

"No! I'm not gonna tell you her thoughts – that's private." He almost seemed shocked that I asked.

"Please, Edward." I begged pathetically.

"No,"

"I promise I won't ever tell her you told me,"

"No, Jacob." He said and there was nothing I could do to get him to say it. I could hear that in his voice.

"But then just tell me what to do,"

"Jacob, you have to figure that out for yourself,"

"A clue?"

"Hm. She feels the same way as you do," He muttered.

"But I don't know what I feel!" I whined irritated.

"Well, you just have to figure that out," He paused and looked smug.

Damn you, Edward. I thought you were the one to help me, but you just confused me further.

He raised an eyebrow. "It was you asking for a clue,"

"Yeah, but that clue didn't help at all."

"It will. Someday,"

I snorted. Someday. Yeah right!

"I have to go now. I promised Bella a swim," He chuckled.

Ew – disgusting leeches. It was only blood suckers bathing in the turbid water in Ohop Lake. I laughed – though being incredible frustrated - as I realized that they were looking in the wrong lake for sea monsters. They weren't in the Loch Ness Lake - they were right here in Ohop Lake.

I went home quick after Edward left. Esme greeted me before I'd even stepped through the door.

"Do you remember how you said, that you would like your own house?" Esme asked excitedly.

"Yeah,"

"Well, I've found the perfect little house! It's between our house and Nessie's house. Isn't that great?"

"Sure. But… you seem hasty. Why?"

"Um, it's not because I don't want you here, Jacob. Didn't Seth tell you?"

"Tell me what?" I asked uncaring. Then I was reminded of something Seth wanted to tell me. Something important.

"We called some contacts, so he's coming here, to go to College with you," Esme said with a bright smile. Yeah, I guess I should've figured out by now that they had lots of contacts in all sorts of environments.

I knew the Cullens liked Seth. Probably more than they liked me. And Edward and Seth had practically become BFFs since their co-work when we were fighting Victoria. I was glad that Seth came here – both because he could go to College now and get an education, but also because I had someone more like me here. But the fact that he was staying with us, meant that he had to leave Sue, and Leah had already left her. But she had Charlie and Billy to comfort her, besides Charlie was around a little more than really necessary.

"Why don't Quil and Embry just come here too? Or all the others too?" I mumbled sarcastically.

"Aw, Jacob, you're so bitter these days. What's going on? I thought you had gotten over the whole enemy vampire thing,"

"I did. But I'm just… stressed out," I muttered and rubbed my face, a tired movement.

"I was hoping I could show you the house tonight, but you need some sleep, I see. And some food! Oh, I almost forgot right there. I've baked cinnamon rolls for you, and there's Chinese food in the refrigerator,"

"Thanks, Esme," I said truly thankful. She was always so thoughtful, like the mother I never really had. A tiny stung touched me as a memory of my true mom occurred unwillingly.

"You know what?" She asked, excitement gleaming in her weird coloured eyes. "The house needs a lot of modernization, so I'm gonna go there now, and take notes of the things that needs to be fixed,"

"But isn't the house locked?"

"Yes, but I'm not a vampire for nothing, Jacob." She said and winked at me. "Oh! You wanted to see it before I get started?"

"No, I trust your judgement. I'm not the architect. But I do have some requirements,"

"Of course, sweetheart. Write them down, give them to me, and I'll make it happen," She grinned.

I was surprised that I managed to grin back at her, when I was in such a bad mood.

I ate the whole big box of Chinese food, six cinnamon rolls and a sandwich. It felt like comfort eating. If everything continued like this, someday I'd end up as a fat old man. No. Not old. I would live forever with Nessie – if she even wanted me around.

Did you expect Jacob to feel this way? Will they ever face their feelings?