JEALOUS RAGE

A/N: Slightly longer chapter than usual – Hope You enjoy. I've began to answer people's reviews – those who ask questions anyway so leave one if you are in need of an answer.

The second I heard movement downstairs, I decided it was time to wake up.

Jake was out like a log – snoring on my bed with all the duvets wrapped around him. His whole form sprawled out on the bed when I uncoiled myself out of his tight embrace.

When entering the kitchen, I paused when I found Damon pouring himself a cup of coffee. He too, froze when his eyes landed on my tired form and while he searched my expression, I found that last night was flooding back. This then brought up the remaining anger that I had for him.

"Morning" his voice was gruff and uncertain as he tried to gauge my attention.

I simply stared at him, torn between jumping his bones and slapping him.

My silent deliberation was rendered useless because my response was interrupted by the two lovebirds entered the room, hand in hand with Bonnie trailing in after them.

Elena was the first one to break the silence, "Hey guys"

Stefan seemed more composed than yesterday as he smiled at us but I noticed the agitation, evident with how he fidgeted his fingers and his wild eyes darted from left to right.

Damon averted his attention from me and onto his brother. "You look sobered up" he sat down at the dining table and frowned. "I don't like it" he stated and we all rolled our eyes. "Drunk Stefan is more fun"

"Sorry you had to see that Bella" Stefan sighed.

I took a small sip of my coffee before asking, "You feeling okay now, right?"

"Yes" he nodded, "I just had a little too much to drink"

"Glad to see you're back"

Damon diverted the conversation to Bonnie, "So witchy?" his words earned another eye roll from the rest of us, "What are you doing here so early?"

In reply to this, she walked over and picked up a croissant from the bowl and strode over to the seat next to me. "Stealing your food" To prove her point, she took a bite out of the pastry and winked at me.

"Want some coffee?" I offered and began to pour for her when she nodded.

Once I set it down before her, I placed my hands on the table and called for them, "Um, guys…" all pairs of eyes in the room whipped up to me and I felt more uneasy as I murmured, "I gotta tell you something"

It felt wrong to simply tell them that I – a visitor – now had a visitor. Then again, it was sprung on me and I just hopped that they would let Jacob stay for a while. I missed him.

They all dropped the cutlery causing a chorus of clinks as their burning gazes were trained on me In particular, the ice blue ones were the most piercing.

"What is it?" Elena urged.

Reaching up, I began to toy with my necklace and biting down on my lip as I began my explanation, "Well we kinda have a vis-"

However, my explanation was interrupted with a shirtless Jacob entering the room and grinning, "Morning"

He didn't seem to notice the stunned expressions or how Elena and Bonnie's jaws had hit the floor. Instead, he made his way over to me and wrapped his arms around my shoulders, resting his chin on my shoulder as he kissed my cheek. "Morning Bells" he murmured lazily, still half-asleep.

I on the other hand was alert to the murderous rage that Jacob now displayed, glaring daggers at Damon. I could practically see the plans to kill him forming in his thoughts. This wasn't exactly one-sided because Damon was trying to stare him down while he dug his nails into the wood.

As much as I enjoyed this possessiveness, I didn't want a mess being made in the kitchen or Jake losing a limb so I awkwardly removed myself from his hold, pretending that I wanted to introduce him. "Jacob meet Stefan, Elena" I directed and he offered a wave. "That's Bonnie and…" I paused when I caught an unfathomable expression on Jacob's face. When he continued to stare at Bonnie, I napped my fingers in front of his face with a laugh as I added. "…and Damon" my grin faltered when I said his name but I hastily added, "Guys meet Jacob". When no one said anything and I caught Elena and Bonnie's hungry gazes, I discreetly inputted, "…who is now going to go and put on a shirt"

Thankfully, my best friend had a brain and quickly caught on as he blinked away the confusion, offered a sheepish smile and winked at me before he rushed out of the room, with a piece of toast in his hand.

Just as I was about to address the others and give an explanation but my arm was roughly gripped and yanked to the side, causing me to stumble out the kitchen and into the living room/parlor/library or whatever.

His nails were digging into my skin and I feared that he would draw blood but before I could push him away, he only pulled me closer to him so I was inches away from him. "You slept with him?" Damon growled his accusation.

"Yes, I slept with him" I only said this to anger him which worked because his jaw clenched, a growl rumbled in his throat and his grip tightened causing me to wince as I made an attempt to appease him, "…but I didn't have sex with him" I angrily tore myself from his hold with a resounding growl.

Regardless of him loosening his grip, I could still feel the numbness in my arm as he continued, "Have you had sex with him?"

Crossing my arms over my chest, I jutted out my chin and stared him down. "Whoever I have sex with, isn't any of your business!" I exclaimed.

The vagueness of my answer only seemed to anger him further as another crease formed on his overly crowded forehead and for the first time, I could see a resemblance to Stefan. "So you did" he accused.

"Compared to the hundreds of women that you've had" I shot back, suddenly blinded by the rage of him having the audacity to yell at me.

He clenched his jaw, dropped his arms but still had clenched fists as he tried to draw in calming breaths. "What is he doing here?" he finally gasped out.

"Checking up on me" I snapped, matching his curt tone.

"Does he know?"

Ignoring the guilt playing about in his eyes, I nodded, "Yes he knows, I'm a vampire!" I exclaimed at the audacity of even hiding something regarding my newfound immortality, to my best friend "I tell him everything and he actually listens". A small smile played on my lips as I thought of how

My words obviously stung him but he pretended not to care by rolling his eyes. "I need to talk to you" he hissed.

"I need to make sure Jacob doesn't burn himself" I replied and dodged him as I headed for the stairs. Last night wasn't going to be easily erased – how could he even think that talking would help. It seemed to fail us every single time we tried.

The last thing I heard from him was a muttered, "Fuck" before his footsteps retreated back to the kitchen.

-XxxxxxX-

After Jacob was done in the shower, I took his place and freshened up before changing into a casual tank top, denim button up and shorts with black converse. I was thankful for the casual attire because for the past few days, I'd been dressing up – make up and dresses but today, nothing was planned – well apart from spending time with Jacob.

Yesterday had been heavy.

I told him everything, starting with how Damon had taken me back to his hotel. Through the whole thing, Jacob had interjected with a new judgmental comment. I could see the tremors shoot through him when I finally told him about Damon turning me. I had to hold him down and beg him to not go hunting him down. I was actually surprised that he had kept his promise this morning and not killed him.

Today, we would chill out – maybe have a movie in the background while we talk some more and maybe order pizza and I could shock him by actually eating one. He didn't exactly know all the mechanics of my type of vampire.

Anyway, I would give him the reigns.

Running my fingers down my hair, one last time, I began to make my way downstairs in a slow manner. Silently, loving the idea of not having anything planned today and I could actually relax.

However, that didn't seem likely when I heard the loud crash followed by several bangs, coming from the kitchen. "I will rip you to fucking shreds" Jacob growled which was then accompanied with more cluttering

I raced into the room and gasped at the sight of scattered cutlery and utensils, along with shredded denim strayed beneath the large padded feet of the large wolf, growling and gnashing its sharp incisors at a stunned Damon. "What the hell?" his eyes bulged at the sight.

I was then preoccupied with the sight of the muscles coiling under the reddish-brown fur, ready for attack. Just as I caught his front paws hover an inch from the ground and another growl ripped across its teeth, I had pushed Damon to the side. A sharp grunt left my lips when I felt the sharp claws tear across my tank top and slashing my skin as I crashed to the side with the force of the impact.

"Isa!" Damon rushed to my side and just as I thought he was going to help me up, I caught how his gaze fell down to my chest. When following his line of sight, I found that the tear to the cotton tank, led to my black and red lace bra to be exposed.

"Could you please not stare at my boobs while I'm bleeding?" I berated him and then buried my head on my shoulder to muffle the groan.

When another cry escaped me, I saw Jacob shift back, gaping at me with horror filled eyes. "God! Bella, I am so sorry" he started muttering other apologies.

It was when he started moving towards us that I finally interrupted him. "Don't come any closer until you've got some pants on" I covered my eyes and Damon seemed to ignore his presence completely, simply trying to help me up. When Jacob didn't make a move to leave, I quickly added, "It's already starting to heal" I assured and once he registered my words, he quickly rushed upstairs.

Once I was somewhat stood up, Damon slipped his hand at the back of my knees and hauled me up gently. He used the other hand to cradle my back and pulled me close to his muscled chest. Instead of protesting, I sighed with the close proximity of his sweet scent and complied by wrapping my arms around his neck.

Within seconds, he had raced us both into the living room and gently laid me onto the stretched sofa. Once he was sure, I was comfortable enough, I read into the softness warming his sky blue eyes. However, his dark pebbled eyes contradicted this when he sternly asked, "Why did you try and save me?"

I thought about lying to him but decided against it and gave him another piece of myself. "What language do I need to speak to make you understand that I care about you?"

"I would've been okay" his voice still edged but not as cold as before.

Slumping my shoulders with a sigh, I placed a hand on his and bowed my head to meet his hidden gaze. "Well I wouldn't have" I argued softly.

He finally looked at me and also sighed, "You should probably take it easy until it heals" he murmured, his eyes flickered to my wound which wasn't healing as quickly as it should've been. "I'll go get you a blood bag to quicken it" he informed me, making a move to stand from the place behind him.

"Thanks" I accepted, disregarding how much I didn't want him to go.

It wasn't long after Damon's disappearance that Jacob emerged from the doorway. "That looks bad"

"Jackass" I hissed under my breath, knowing that he would hear.

He chuckled but it sounded off so I looked up, only to find him walking towards me and then sitting next to me. "You shouldn't have jumped in front of me" his eyebrows furrowed as he stared down at me in disapproval. "Do you need some kind of medical attention?" he questioned, warily glancing at the blood.

"Oh yeah, let's see what fucked up cells they would find in the blood tests" I joked with a humorless laugh. "Plus, I'm already healing so it'll be okay" I assured him.

"You're gonna be fine?" he searched for my assurance.

I nodded. "Yeah it won't take long"

After a few seconds of silence, he looked around the room, searching for something.. I only understood his intentions when he voiced a thought, "Where's the bloodsucker?"

"Don't call him that" I retorted all too quickly.

He raised a quizzical brow, "Touchy, aren't we?"

Instead of acknowledging this, I chose to redirect his easily distracted train of thought. "You promised me you would be nice" I scolded.

"Bells, he did this to you" he growled angrily, his fingers curling around the jeans he wore. "I don't care what you say, he took your life away. Killed you – he's a monster. They're all monsters" he ranted.

I paused, suddenly defensive as I challenged him, "Then what am I?"

He caught my glare and shook his head, trying to justify himself as he argued, "You're different" he replied with a creased brow.

"No" I broke away from his hold, "No, I'm not Jake". Wanting to make him understand what I was trying to say, I sucked in a sharp breath as I confessed, "Damon has gone downstairs to get me a blood bag"

This caught his attention as he whipped his head up, "Blood bag?"

"With human blood." I nodded sternly. "I've been drinking human blood ever since I turned" my wavering tone evened out with my confidence, "I am not different" I pushed myself up, sitting up as I continued, "In fact I'm worse. They've controlled themselves – I'm still emotional, blood-crazed and impulsive" as I spoke, he looked off into the distance with a clenched jaw. "Damon made a mistake but he's trying to make up for it" I added and paused when a whispered step caught our attention.

Damon now entered the room and held up the blood bag with a small smirk directed at Jacob.

I rolled my eyes at his immaturity and was about to apologise to Jacob, but he had other ideas. "I'm gonna go" he spat out in disgust, not daring to look at me.

He didn't even give me a chance to protest because the door was slammed, thus leaving me and Damon alone.

A/N: Alone with Damon…mmm… Love for a jealous Damon? Angry at Jacob? Please review.

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