GOMENASAI! SORRY that i made you wait so long for the next chapter. I really hate school life, as you can never have free time on weekdays anymore. -__-"

big thank you to those who patiently waited for my updated. group hug! :')

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Chapter 11

Jacob's POV

I was really happy to have Bella back. Technically, I never 'lost' her in the first place but I was really close too. Never again will I let that happen, losing her. I can barely stay away from Bella a day, let alone forever. I'll die, surely.

We are currently lying on her backyard, under the stars. Bella had protested at first, fearing her dad would catch us but I promised I wouldn't let that happen. Besides, I'll be the one Charlie shoots, not her.

Anyways, I was holding Bella protectively in my arms when I had this nagging feeling that I forgot something but what is it? Ok, let's see. Before I left to sing for Bella, I said bye to Billy, ran to my car with a stereo on my shoulder, met Sam halfway…

SAM! Damn it, he wanted to talk to me as soon as possible! He must be waiting for me furiously at home right now. Shit, what am I going to say to him, the alpha.

But I didn't get to ponder my worries much. I heard footsteps echoing in the forest. I went to alert mode immediately, sniffing the air trying to catch the scent of whoever's coming our way.

I caught Sam and Embry's scent. I let out a breath of relief but I went panicked back when I remembered Sam wanted to talk to me. Bella started to mumble nonsense, some words like 'dog' and 'sheep'; I shushed her back to sleep and waited for Sam and Embry's arrival.

Sam emerged from the shadows first, Embry following behind closely. Both of them raised their eyebrows at the sight of Bella sleeping on top of me. I cleared my throat awkwardly.

"Uh, Sam, I'm sorry. I kinda lost track of time when I got here," I said sheepishly but quietly, not wanting to disturb Bella. Sam and Embry stopped walking.

"Jake, come over here a second. I need to talk to you," Sam ordered. I can do nothing but follow him. I lifted Bella gently off of me, onto the blanket I spread out on the grass earlier. She mumbled a little before slumbering back.

I stalked quietly to where Sam stood, not bothering to look up. However, I was forced to look at him when I reached him. Sam was wearing an unreadable expression, even more than what he used to put on. I was almost afraid to hear what he's about to tell me.

"Jacob, this habit of yours is getting unhealthy," Sam said. I was confused for a moment but then it dawn on me. He was talking about Bella.

"Are you talking about Bella? And why are you suddenly saying this?" I questioned.

"Technically, it's not about Bella, it's about you obsessing over her, missing your patrols. All of this and you haven't even imprinted yet. This is very dangerous Jacob," Sam warned. I could feel my blood boiling.

"Sam, I can 'obsess' over my girlfriend all I want for all I care and I only missed patrolling once, and it's not because of Bella! You can't tell me to stop seeing her!"

"No, Jacob, I'm not telling you to stay away from Bella, just lessen the whole loving thing. You never know who you'll imprint on."

Sam was really getting on my nerves.

"I love Bella and I won't imprint on anybody else! Thanks for the warning!" I barked. Sam maintained his calm composure while Embry was watching us silently from behind.

"You don't know that yet, Jacob."

"I know. Nice talking to you Sam. Goodnight," I said before stomping away like an angry kid. I couldn't help but acting the way I am right now after Sam told me to 'minimize' my love for Bella. Yeah right, my love for her can only grow bigger, if that was possible.

I layed down beside my sleeping beauty and wrapped my arms around her, not caring a single bit that my leader and my best friend were standing a few feet away watching us.

I heard Sam muttering a few things to Embry before shifting back to wolf form to return home, obviously giving up on me. Good, because I don't want to face any of them right now.

I closed my eyes, willing my self to sleep but I could still hear Sam's words in my head.

What if you imprint on someone else? You'll break Bella's heart

"Jake?"

My eyes popped open. I looked down and Bella was staring at me, a little dazed.

"Shh, honey, go back to sleep," I whispered to her.

"Mm-kay," she muttered before snuggling deeper in my embrace and falling back asleep. I sighed. How could I ever leave Bella? It's just physically impossible, not to mention I'll die within a few hours without her.

I kissed Bella on top of her head, whispering "I love you" in the process. I never went back to sleep after that.

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I had snuck Bella inside her room a few minutes before her dad woke up. I kissed her goodbye and jumped down from the window, as usual.

But now, as I am running through the forest in the direction of my house, I feel strange. What if I do imprint on someone else? Could I find the strength to pull away from Bella? I can't even imagine myself with anyone else but her.

Maybe..maybe Sam was right. Maybe I should try to not love her so much. But question is: how?

I was so lost in my own thoughts I didn't notice I've reached the Reservation until I nearly ran smack into my own house. I shook my head and quickly shifted back to human form.

I saw Billy sitting at the porch looking at me with amusement and questioning eyes.

"Didn't see the big house in front of you, huh?" he teases, as expected. I rolled my eyes and walked inside. Not sleeping all night really makes me grumpy.

I was about to raid the fridge but was stopped by a large hand that I knew anywhere.

"What do you want now, Sam?" I grumbled.

"Emily wants me to help you with your little—problem-- so we're having a barbeque tonight," Sam said. I groaned and spun around.

"How can a party help me with Bella?!" I asked heatedly. Seriously, a party will not help me with anything. Sam merely shrugged.

"Emily's idea. See you tonight Jake."

I watched Sam walked to the door with annoyance but then he turned around when he was about to reach the door.

"Oh, right, you can't see Bella until tonight," he said. My jaw dropped.

"What?! Why?! Then how am I suppose to invite her to—"

"Just call her. We're in the new age, remember? Don't see her, okay. That's an order," Sam said sternly. I groaned again and dropped heavily on the sofa, rubbing my face furiously with my palms. I reached across the sofa to grab the phone. I dialed Bella's number and waited for her to pick up.

"Hello?"

"Bella, hey, Sam's having a barbeque tonight. Come with?"

"I'd love to. What time will you pick me up?"

"Around 8. See you tonight Bells, love you."

"Okay, love you too."

I hung up and stretched across the couch, trying to catch some shut eye. Before I knew it, I was fast asleep.

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I woke up when it was already dark outside. I glanced at the clock and—shit! It was already 7 p.m! I had less than an hour to get ready and pick Bella up!

I cursed again as I ran upstairs, stumbling into my tiny room. I groped around in my closet trying to find what to wear. I felt like a teenage girl all of a sudden.

I put on a pair of surfer shorts, a red button up shirt and a pair of flip flops. I hurriedly grabbed my keys but I paused for a moment to check myself in the mirror. Oh god, I am definitely turning into a 15 year old girl.

"Dad, I'm going over to Sam's! He's having a barbeque!" I hollered from downstairs. Billy gave a quick 'okay' and I headed for the door.

I climbed into my car and sped towards Forks.

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I nervously fidgeted with the collars of my shirt as I knocked on Bella's door. Just as I guessed, her dad answered.

"Jacob? Came here to pick up Bella?" he asked me with a serious look on his face.

"Um, yeah Chief Swan. That is—that is if you're okay with it." I muttered like an idiot.

"Well in that case, no I'm not okay with it," Charlie said. I stared at him in shocked. Was he serious? He sure does look like it.

"Oh man, uh—then I'll—uhh—go I guess," I stammered. I'm not bothered by my stammering by now, I mean, who doesn't stammer –or worse, pee in their pants-- when they date the chief of police's only daughter?

To add more to my shock, Charlie laughed. I mean, really laughed until he got tears in his eyes. He looked up at me and laughed even harder, probably amused by my half shocked, half disturbed face. He was doubling over, supporting himself with an arm on my shoulder. I don't even know how to react to this.

Finally, the man stopped laughing after what seems like three minutes and is now gasping for breath.

"Oh—oh god! You should've seen the look on your face! It was priceless!" he barked.

Wha--? This was a joke?

"You—you were joking??"

"Of course I am. There's no boy in this world I would rather him take care of Bella other than you, son," he said with a smile. I couldn't help but grinned back. I was about to thank him when a voice interrupted.

"Daaaad! Are you torturing Jacob?"

"Now, now, honey. I'm just playing around with my future son-in-law," Charlie said with a wink at me. My face burned hot, as if it wasn't already. He stepped away from the door and I saw the object of my affection. Except, I felt different.

As soon as my eyes saw Bella, I felt the ground shifted under me, like an earthquake was happening right beneath me, shaking me right to the core. When I looked at her face, I saw the face of an angel. I could feel my jaw dropped open and my palms became clammy. Nothing crossed by thoughts other than this woman in front of me, not even breathing.

"Jake? You okay? Are you even breathing?" my angel asked me. Her face was twisted in worry and I felt my heart dropped. I would never let her ever feel this way again, worry and any other sadness in life.

"Earth to Jacob, hello? Anyone in there?" she waved her perfect little hand in front of my face. I captured her hand in mine and kissed it gently. Her face went from worried to surprise to worry again.

"I am now," I whispered huskily. My voice sounds weird even to me. Bella's gaze shifted to her father uncomfortably and her face turned red. God, I love her blush.

"Um, I think we should go now, Jake. Goodnight dad, I'll be home before 11." She released my hand to hug her dad and immediately I felt emptiness. But the feeling was soon gone when she once again took my hand and walked over to my car.

"What was that all about? You're acting as if you haven't seen me in 10 years or something," she asked. I stopped us before we reach the car and gazed deep into her brown eyes.

"Bella, I just imprinted on you," I explained.

"Oh my god," she whispered, her hands coming up to cover her mouth, "does—does this mean we're—"

I nodded eagerly and she let out a squeak before running in my arms. I held her tightly, spinning her around a little.

"I love you," I told Bella. She smiled up at me.

"I love you more."

"Impossible," I said. She giggled; my most favorite sound in the world. I set Bella down on her feet and opened the passenger door for her.

"My, how gentleman-ly of you," she teased as she got in the car.

"Anything for you, love," I claimed truthfully before jogging up to the other side of the car and drove away to Sam's house.

Now I have to add another reason on the list to thank Sam. I finally imprinted on Bella and I felt like the happiest man alive.

My hands intertwined with hers and she sighed contently, leaning her head on my shoulder. Instantly I knew, she felt the same way too.