A/N I do not own Twilight… That honor belongs to Stephenie Meyer. I just enjoy playing with her characters (especially Edward)
So here is a special outtake for all our lovely readers! It answers some questions as to what is going on with Jacob and why he is behaving the way he is. This isn't the last Jacob POV – the next one won't post until closer to the end of the story.
We wanted to address a few reviews that we've received regarding the reason the Swan-Black divorce was not considered valid. Yes, we have taken creative liberties with it. Please remember this is fiction and not based on real life. I actually took the basic idea of the validity of the divorce from a novel I read several years ago. Almost the same thing happened to a Judge in that book as in our story, except in the novel it was an adoption and not a divorce. So please remember, this is called FanFICTION for a reason.
And enough of the rant... on with the story.
This outtake was written by AlbertaGirl78 with A LOT of input from CullenSweetheart. Enjoy!
OUTTAKE – Jacob's POV
It had been a little over seven months since I let her walk away from our marriage and out of my life. It was not my choice. She went behind my back and filed for divorce and calmly told me that she was not going to change her mind. If I had not been so busy getting my life in order, getting my garage up and running, I would have forced her to stay. But as it was, I could never get home. Something or someone from the garage took up most of my time. It had been that way since we first met, so I didn't know what changed and she wouldn't even discuss it with me.
By the time I was able to focus on anything outside of my life and career the divorce had gone through and I couldn't find her. She had changed jobs and I had no clue where she was living. I needed her back, I need a beautiful woman on my arm at events promoting my growing business and I need a body in my home cooking my dinner, washing my clothes and giving my body pleasure. Isabella was always a good lay, quiet and a bit stiff at times, but she always felt good wrapped around me; so I couldn't really complain.
It was late September and I was downtown for a meeting with an ad agency to promote the garage when I walked into the little mom and pop coffee shop a block down the street. I was in line waiting to order when I heard Bella's laugh. I looked all over the shop and spotted her at the back on a couch practically sitting on some guys lap. The guy looked like a total pussy. Like the kind of guy you saw advertising some frilly smelling cologne. I stayed quiet in line, watching them and tensing with anger every time he touched my wife.
I had just ordered my coffee when he stood up. Fucker was tall; at least a couple of inches taller than me but was dressed like a preppy. Black dress pants, a green button up shirt and a tie. Looked like an account or something. He reached his hand out for hers and pulled her up from the couch. In typical Isabella fashion she stumbled and almost knocked the guy over. I would have been pissed, but the fucker just laughed and wrapped his arms around her. When she smiled up at him and then kissed him, I almost lost it. I stormed out without even waiting for my coffee.
It took me a couple of weeks, but I found out who that douche was that was kissing my wife. Of course he had to be a fucking Cullen. Alice Cullen was the bane of my existence when Isabella and I were together. She was always filling Isabella's mind with nonsense. I would bet my garage that she was behind my divorce. Now Isabella was apparently dating one. Dr. Edward Cullen. I had only ever met Alice, so I had no clue who he was. But Alice was probably fucking happy that her best friend was dating her brother. Again, Alice probably set the whole thing up. I can only imagine what she said to Isabella to convince her it was a good idea to leave me, and then she probably set her up with the good doctor.
After I found out that the douche was a Cullen, I made it my mission to break them up and as soon as I succeeded I would swoop in and be the shoulder I knew Isabella would need to cry on. She would be so overwhelmed and happy that she would be able to do nothing but take me back. My plotting began right away. I hired a Private Investigator who also happened to be my good friend Embry. I talked him into following Cullen around until he had something I could use against him. Money was no object. I wanted the money shot.
Well money shot I got all right. Fucking Embry. He sent me a handful of pictures of Isabella and Cullen making out in his pretty boy Volvo. One shot she is kissing his neck and then next she must have been sucking him off cause his fucking head was thrown back against his seat and a look of pleasure spread across his fucking face. I never let Isabella suck me off; she tried once but was so sloppy and messy that I didn't even enjoy it. From the look on his face in that picture, she must have improved or he was just so happy to be getting a blowjob that he didn't care if she sucked at it.
Two months later Embry was still following Cullen around. The guy was either squeaky clean or knew how to hide his indiscretions. There was no fucking way Isabella would be able to keep a pretty boy like that happy for very long. I got the latest set of pictures and was shocked at what I saw. Isabella and Cullen were in a park surrounded by several people. The only ones I recognized were her father, Charlie and Alice Cullen. And from the fucking rock on her finger Cullen must have just proposed. I was so fucking mad.
To blow off some steam that my anger at the situation had caused I hit up a bar close to my apartment. I needed something other than my hand to get me off. I sat at the bar for about an hour when a familiar face approached me.
"Jacob Black? Is that really you?" The woman asked. She was hot. Long black hair, dark eyes, and a fantastic ass.
"Yeah, that's me. Do I know you?" Her face was slightly familiar, but I couldn't place it.
"Yeah. Leah, Leah Clearwater. We went to high school together. You used to hang out with my brother Seth."
"Holy fuck. Hey!" I swept her in my arms. Seth was my best friend until he decided to go across the country for college. We lost touch after a few months. I always thought his older sister Leah was smokin'.
Leah and I talked most of the night, getting caught up. By the end of the night she was flirting and I wanted to get my dick wet. So when she asked if I wanted to go to her place for coffee, I jumped at the chance. She distracted me slightly from my plans to get Isabella back, but not completely. I knew I only had about a year before they would get married, and I wanted to end them before they had a chance to actually do it.
Leah actually became a great substitute for Isabella. She gave a mean blowjob and was willing to warm my bed even if I was stuck at the garage. She was not the type of girl I could have on my arm all the time or long term, but she was a good filler.
I wanted to shake Isabella and Cullen up, so when I found out he was planning on taking her away for a couple of weeks, I paid off some guys to break into their house. I told them to only take big-ticket items for themselves, but I wanted anything that looked like it could be of sentimental value for myself.
Two weeks before the break in was scheduled to happen, I wanted to get away for a bit myself. Leah convinced me that we should go to Vegas for the weekend. Gamble a little, drink a lot and see the sights. I thought why the hell not, could be fun. Well when I woke up that Sunday morning wearing a ring on my left hand I flipped. Leah and I had gotten married. She was ecstatic. Of course she was, my garage was making a shit load of money and my investments were paying off and like a fucking idiot, I married her while I was drunk and no pre-nup signed. I was royally fucked!
Once we were back in Seattle, I grudgingly let her move into my place. With no pre-nup she could take half my garage, and there was no fucking way I was letting that happen.
Embry came to me a few days before the break in was scheduled with some more photos. I was shocked to see Isabella in a wedding gown and Cullen in a suit going into the Fairmont Olympic. There was no fucking way she had married the douche already. It had only been 3 months since they got engaged. There was no way they could plan and execute a wedding that quickly, especially if Alice Cullen was involved in the planning. I did some searching the next day and found the announcement. They had in fact gotten married. Fuck, was she seeing him before she left? Is HE the one who convinced her to leave me? FUCK. I was so pissed off. How could she do that to me? What an embarrassment. If anyone in my business circle found out that my wife had remarried less than a year after she left me, what would they think? I would be painted as the pussy, I would be the one who couldn't keep his fucking wife in line so she stepped out on me and is now married to the douche that stole her from me. Fuck, they were going down.
I made sure that break in would shake them up. The guys I hired took all the big electronics from the living room, anything that could earn them a few bucks for their time, I instructed them not to take anything that could be identified easily in a pawnshop, like the computer. Cullen had enough money where he could probably have a tracking device installed on it or something. They called me while going through the bedroom and asked about jewelry. I instructed them to take only items that looked like they would be symbolic to a woman. They swiped a locket that had a picture of Cullen kissing Isabella in it. That I wanted, I would figure out what to do with it later.
The break in worked to interrupt their fucking European honeymoon, but didn't seem to faze them any other way. I had to amp up my game if shaking them up and ending their marriage was going to happen. I had no worry about it hurting my conscience, she was mine first and I was going to get her back.
I had Embry follow him some more. I needed dirt. I even took to sitting in the cafeteria at the hospital once in a while watching him interact with the other staff. He acted like he had a stick shoved up his ass most of the time. It was almost like he was perfect for Ms. Goody Two Shoes. Almost, I was the perfect one for her, she was mine first.
Leah started getting suspicious when I wouldn't be home after work. I just told her I was having beers with Embry, which he backed me up on. She even stooped as low as calling Embry on his cell and getting him to give me the phone. Which was fine, cause I was usually with him trying to see if he was missing anything. His dark blue Seabring was so non descript that no one even noticed us sitting a couple blocks up from Isabella's house a few nights a week. I saw the both of them coming and going a lot. She was looking really good even though she had put on a bit of weight. But it made her boobs look fantastic. She looked happy too, which was okay, because I was going to make her even happier when she was with me again.
One afternoon about 4 months after Isabella got married, I was sitting having a coffee and watching Cullen in the cafeteria at the hospital I noticed one of the new nurses drooling over him. Fucking pussy didn't even notice. She was smoking hot too. Big boobs, perfect tight little body, and her ass was even better than Leah's. Which I hardly saw anymore cause she refused to have sex with me now. She just wanted to spend my money. After Cullen left the room the nurse sighed like she was pissed off. I decided to approach her, she may benefit my plans.
"Hey, it's a bit crowded in here. Mind if I sit here?" I asked as politely as I could.
She looked up at me and her eyes went a bit wide. That's right honey; I'm fucking hot.
"Oh, Um. Sure." She blushed as I sat down across from her.
"I'm Jake." I said extending my hand towards her.
"Gianna." She smiled seductively at me.
We got to talking and agreed to meet for coffee outside of the hospital after her shift the next day. After that we met a few times, I could tell she was beginning to trust me so I inquired about her staring at the doctor in the cafeteria the day we met.
"Oh. That was Dr. Cullen. So hot, but so stuck up. I wish someone would remove the stick he has shoved up his ass. All I want is a little play, maybe get pregnant with his baby and then I'm set for life."
I snorted a bit at that. "Why? Is he loaded or something?" That was one thing I had never thought to look into, his financial records.
"I don't know for sure if it's a rumor or not, but apparently he has a rather large trust fund. Like millions of dollars large." She whispered.
"You're shitting me?" She shook her head in the negative. "Hm, so why do you think he isn't interested in fucking you? I mean you're hot. He's gotta be blind or stupid if he doesn't want to get his rocks off with you."
"I don't know. He's probably gay or something." She said with a sour face.
I snorted again. "No, he isn't gay. But he does have a girlfriend" It made me sick to my stomach to think of Isabella as anyone's wife but my own.
She muttered something under her breath that sound like "Of course all the good fucking ones are taken."
"But I have a plan that could open him up for you." I said with a smile.
She was interested so I ran though my plan. She would wait in the parking garage on a day that I knew the girlfriend would be showing up at the hospital, and start a conversation with her. Telling her how she fucked the good doctor in the on call room on one of their night shifts together. Or if there was a co-worker around, talk to them loud enough for the girlfriend to hear and automatically assume that he was cheating and then dump him. It was a great plan and if I knew Isabella, it would hit her self-esteem hard and she would believe every word. She would end things with Cullen and I could sweep in and comfort her.
I didn't know for sure if Gianna could be believable when talking about bedding Cullen. So I wanted to do something to shake them up just a little bit. Put a crack in their proverbial foundation. So I intercepted their mail and found out where their utilities came from. I called the water company, pretending to be Cullen and changed the billing names. She obviously went back to her maiden name after the divorce because the name on all of their joint bills was Bella Swan. Fuck I hated that nickname. I could never call her that; she was always Isabella to me. So I changed her name to Isabella Black. Lets see how long it took for them to notice that. Just one little thing to let them start seeing that she belongs to me and she always will.
Two weeks later I had my opportunity to instigate the plan with Gianna. I over heard Cullen talking on his cell phone outside of the hospital. He must have been talking to Isabella because he was saying shit like Sweetness and baby girl. Fuck he made me sick. He told her that he had arranged for the afternoon off work and wanted her to come meet him for lunch before he had to leave. I called Gianna right away and she agreed to the plan. She would be in the parking garage just before noon. She now knew what Isabella looked like and would wait till she saw her before she approached.
Little did I know that Isabella wouldn't believe the shit Gianna was spewing. Gianna called me freaking out, calling Isabella a cunt and Dr. Cullen a bastard who didn't have two fucking eyes in front of his face. Then she proceeded to tell me that not only did Isabella not believe that she fucked Cullen in the on call room, that she caught THEM coming out of the room looking freshly fucked. To say I was pissed was an understatement!
I made sure to keep Embry following Cullen, I knew I would catch him doing something that would cause Isabella to be heartbroken enough to let me comfort her and win her back.
I knew I finally had him when Gianna called and said she saw Cullen with some blonde woman near the elevator at the hospital making out. I didn't even let her finish her thought, didn't even wait to see if she knew who the blonde was. I interrupted her and made sure that Cullen and the blonde had left the hospital together. She tried to say something else, but I just hung up and immediately called Embry. He confirmed that the good doctor was having lunch with a gorgeous blonde woman and they seemed very affectionate with each other. I was in my fucking glory when he emailed me pictures later that night of Cullen and the Blonde having coffee together. Sitting so close they looked like they were cuddling, then the fucking money shot! He got them kissing by her car after they finished their coffee. It was time to start making my move. I whooped so loud that I woke Leah up. She came up behind me while I was on the computer and wrapped her arms around my shoulders.
"What are you so happy about baby?" She asked her voice scratchy and gravelly from sleep.
"None of your business." I shot out. She stiffened and sighed.
"Jacob. I know you're not very happy in our marriage, but you need to know that I am in this for long haul. I love you, and I want us to work. So please give me so slack."
I sighed and rubbed my hands over my face. I didn't want any problems with Leah. So I relaxed my body and made her think I was conceding. I could feel her smile as she pressed her lips to my neck.
"That's better. Now come to bed. I'm going to show you what a good wife I am." And man did she ever. She was like a fucking hoover that night. My dick had not been that happy in a long time.
A few days later I was in the cafeteria of the hospital again when I saw Isabella walk in. She walked over to the coolers and was reaching for a drink when I saw her tense up. I knew she saw me, and I wasn't quite ready for that yet. So I got up and walked out of the cafeteria hoping she would think she was seeing things. I called Embry to come get me since he had dropped me off this morning before he had some things to do. He wouldn't be able to pick me up for a half hour, so I found a place to sit where I knew Isabella wouldn't see me if she were to leave the hospital in that time.
Embry pulled up on time and I hopped in. Just as we were pulling away I saw Isabella drive out of the parking garage and drive away. I was curious to see what she was up to so I had Embry follow her. She went into a grocery story not far from the house she lived in with Cullen. I made Embry find a spot across the street to park so that I could see her when she came out. It didn't take long. She walked out of the store with a few grocery bags and she was just a few feet away from her car when she looked up directly into my eyes. Fuck.
She looked freaked out, hopped in her car and took off like a bat out of hell. By the time Embry got the car started and turned around, she was nowhere to be found. Her car was not in the driveway of the house like it usually was and I had no clue where else she would have gone. I knew then I needed her to know that she was mine. I made Embry run me home so I could get my car and the locket that I had been saving for a special occasion. I had "altered" the picture that was inside so that Isabella would know she didn't belong to Cullen. She was mine and always would be. I got back to her house about an hour later, parked a few blocks away and walked up to the door. I couldn't hear anything inside and I couldn't see into the garage to know if her car was there or not. So I hung the locket on the doorknob and wandered back to my car to wait.
About an hour later Cullen pulled up. He stopped and looked at the necklace dangling from the knob, plucked it up and opened it. I was upset about that. I wanted Isabella to see the photograph that was in it. I had fun with that. I pried it out of the locket, took one of Embry's cigarettes and burned a hole right where Cullen's face was, then I took a red sharpie and drew a line between the two them. She needed to know that they would not be together long and that was one way to symbolize that.
About a half hour after he arrived, I saw the door open again and this time Isabella came out, tear streaked face. I was triumphant for a second before I saw Cullen come out right behind her and pull her close as they walked to his car. He helped her into the car then got in himself and they took off. I follow as close as I could but kept going when they pulled up to the local police detachment. That I was not expecting. I thought it would cause a fight between the two of them and one of them would leave the house pissed off at the other.
The next Monday I put in an appearance at the garage. Leah was there doing some stuff in the office for me, which was one thing Isabella never did. The garage was always my domain; she'd rather have her nose stuck in a book than come visit me at the garage. I played the dutiful husband and gave her a kiss as I walked into my office. I had been at work for about an hour when my cell rang. I recognized the number; it was my lawyer Sam Wolfe I answered immediately.
"Black." I barked into the phone.
"Jacob, It's Sam. How've you been?"
"Not bad. The garage is doing well, life is pretty good."
"So. I'll cut right to the chase here. I just got a call from the DA for King County. I have some news regarding your divorce from Isabella."
"Go on." What the fuck was he bringing that up, the divorce would mean nothing once I convinced her to remarry me.
"Well it seems that the judge that signed off on your divorce has been removed from the bench. She was caught in a murder cover up and has been charged."
"And why the fuck are you calling me about this?"
"Well it seems that the murder took place approximately two years ago, and any rulings she signed off on between then and now are considered null and void."
"So what are you saying?"
"Well Jacob, it would seem that your divorce from Isabella Swan was not legal. You and Ms. Swan are still legally married."
"Holy fuck, are you serious?" My mind started going a mile a minute. I wouldn't have to convince her of anything. She was still my wife.
"I am 100% serious. I am going to assume that from the tone of your voice that you are happy about this?"
"More than you can imagine Sam. I am in the process of trying to win her back."
"I see, well then my next bit of news will not please you."
"What's that?"
"Well it seems that the DA Mr. Amun, contacted Isabella's lawyer first. Mr. Whitlock was contacted on Friday. He tried to contact me as well, but I was away from the office. So along with the phone call from the DA, I also have paperwork from Mr. Whitlock on behalf of Isabella Swan-Cullen requesting a new divorce immediately."
"Her FUCKING. NAME. IS. ISABELLA. BLACK." I growled. "I do not want Cullen anywhere on any paperwork that has to do with my marriage to her."
"Well Jacob, I hate to tell you this, but Isabella was remarried several months ago, and even though that marriage is not considered legal, her name change to Cullen is. So any new documents regarding a divorce will contain the name Cullen."
I felt myself vibrating with anger and before I could figure out what I was doing, my phone connected with the wall across the room.
She was not Isabella Cullen, she was MY WIFE. MRS. ISABELLA BLACK and she will know that very soon.
I stalked out of the office. Ignoring everyone as I made my way to my car. I was going to find Isabella and talk sense into her and make sure she knew she was MINE.
A/N Well do you hate Jacob yet? I know I wanted to beat him to a pulp...
Let us know what you think.
