The Imprints!

I DO NOT OWN TWILIGHT, I REPEAT I DO NOT OWN TWILIGHT!

STEPHANIE MEYER DOES!

HI GUYS, SO THOSE WHO REVIEWED WANTED THIS CHAPTER TO BE ABOUT WHAT'S HAPPENING WITH JACOB SO HERE IT IS. SORRY IT TOOK ME SO LONG TO UPDATE

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Chapter 4-

JACOBPOV:

I sat at the table, my legs trembling under it. My stomach clenched and my palms became tight and sweaty. I tried to remain calm but I found it impossible. My heart beat so fast and so loud in my chest I thought it was going to rip out. I couldn't think or concentrate. I could hear a low murmur downstairs but I didn't listen to it, as instructed kindly by him. I knew even if he hadn't asked I wouldn't be able to hear anyway because my heart beat was thrumming too loud in my ears. I forced myself to think of something else to take my mind off things. I failed. I started biting my lip. It was a habit I had caught off Bella after being around her every holiday. Bella. I thought of her and Embry. This was now the least of my worries. It's funny how quickly you can forget about something after being distracted. I was given a huge distraction alright. My thoughts were interrupted by the sound of three people coming up the stairs. My heart immediately beat faster and faster again. I closed my eyes to calm myself down and surprisingly it worked, a little. Then the handle of the door is pushed down and the door is pushed open. This is it. The three people walked into the room, hopefully with the decision made, the decision that could change my life forever.

1 HOUR EARLIER

I turn around and gasp

I take in the figure standing in front of me. She's staring at me too. She looks like the average height for her age. She's wearing faded jeans that sheath her legs and a pale pink top. Her arms are folded over her chest and her slim, slender hands peek out of her sleeves. But I save the best till last. She has a small, pretty face, each of her features carved to perfection. Like an artist's best piece of work or an architect's best building, she's perfect. Her mouth is the colour of pink rose petals, her nose placed in the perfect place. But her eyes are her best feature. Her long lashes brush against her pale skin as she blinks. I know she doesn't really need to blink, just a human charade. I stare into her eyes which are a cute almond shaped, and a golden butterscotch colour. So beautiful. I can't look away, I don't want to. I realise that all this time I've been lost in the dark but this girl, this so gorgeous girl has removed the shade from my eyes. I know what I have done. It is not that that I am horrified at but who I have imprinted on. Indeed she is the most elegant girl on this planet but it's more than that. I have imprinted on a vampire.

PRESENT

They walk into the room and take a seat. They are Dr. Carlisle Cullen, his wife Esme Cullen and their adopted daughter Alice Cullen. I close my eyes to calm myself down again and it works even better than the first time. I calm down. I hear a chuckle so I snap my eyes open and see Alice giggling. It is such a lovely sound I immediately smile. She stops giggling when Carlisle says, "Right Jacob." I drag my eyes away from Alice and look at him. He carries on, "This is a huge problem. Alice and Jasper are mates, though not married. I know how it must be for you obviously as you have imprinted on Alice. I also know it is very hard to stay away from your imprint. It is Alice's choice now whether to stay with Jasper or with you. We do not mind having a werewolf in the family."

We all look at Alice. The future depends on her now. Then we all hear the front door open and a few seconds later there is a knock on Carlisle's office door. Jasper then comes in looking worried and curious. I realise he probably hasn't been told about the situation. I look down and feel so bad I might be splitting up a mate. Carlisle talks again as Jasper takes a seat next to Esme. "Jasper," he says, "Something's happened. You remember the legend I told you about werewolves imprinting?" Jasper nods and turns to look at me. I avoid his gaze. Carlisle carries on. "Well, Jacob has imprinted. And he's imprinted on Alice."

As soon as he says this Jasper snarls and gets up from his chair. Suddenly he's grabbed me from the back of the shirt Carlisle lent to me. He shoves me back so I slam into the wall. "Jacob!" Alice screams as she runs over to my side. There's blood trickling down my face but I hardly notice. It'll probably be gone in half an hour. I get to my feet and storm over to Jasper. "I will make you pay for that!" I snarl. Then a cool flannel is against the wound on my head. It feels good. I realise Alice is holding it there. She moves me away from Jasper then asks, "Are you okay?" I smile at her and say thanks. Jasper snarls again. "Stop it Jazz." Alice says. I'm touched she's sticking up for me. Then Jasper loses it. "How dare you stick up for that dog!" he spits out, "How can you choose him over me? How selfish of you!" I growl at him. How dare he speak to Alice like that. Alice removes the flannel from my head. Already the blood has stopped flowing. She speaks calmly, "Jasper, I haven't chosen anybody yet okay. Think about how hard it is for me. And that wasn't very nice of you to hurt Jacob like that." Jasper walks up to her and gives her a hug. He whispers sorry in her ear. My chest hardens. I don't want him to hug my imprint. I feel a hand on my shoulder and turn around. It's Esme. She's so nice that I can't help giving her a smile. She smiles back. Then Carlisle says, "Alice, we really need you to make that decision." Alice moves away from Jasper then asks if she can have another day to think about it. I can't wait another day. I want her now. But I agree along with everyone else anyway and leave.

I get a glance at the time before I walk out the door and its 11 pm. I've missed patrols. Oh well. I decide to have a run before I go home. I could explain to Sam why I didn't turn up too. I leave the house and walk towards the woods. I'm just about to take off my shorts when I feel a hand gripping my shoulder tightly. I turn around just in time for a fist to come crashing into my face…

OK SO GUYS YOU KNOW WHAT TO DO. REVIEW AND LET ME KNOW WHETHER TO KEEP THE CHAPTER OR SCRAP IT. LIKE I SAID BEFORE, THIS WILL MOST LIKELY BE THE ONLY TIME I ASK YOU WHETHER YOU WANT ME TO KEEP THE CHAPTER OR NOT FOR THE REST OF THE STORY.

THERE'S A FEW THINGS I WANT TO CLEAR UP. I COULDN'T PUT THIS AT THE BEGINNING OR IT MIGHT HAVE RUINED THE SURPRISE OF WHO THE IMPRINT WAS. ANYWAY, HERE IT IS:

JACOB IS 17
ALICE IS 16 AND NOT SHORT, LIKE I SAID IN THE STORY, SHE'S AVERAGE HEIGHT
JASPER IS ALSO 16