Rating: M for sexual content – non graphic
Genre: Supernatural/ Romance
Pairing: Jake/ Bella
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Summary: Desperation had led her to
Prompt: 'Cracked'
Word-Count: 515
A/N: Once again, I'm veering from the 'canon' and manipulating SM's creations for my own devices.
'He had better snap out of it soon' was the vicious thought that filled her head.
They were driving along the border to Mexico after several days on the road. It was all part of her master plan, stopping at places of interest and restaurants with oversize portions along the way.
Her wolf's elation was fleeting and his distance was starting to irritate her.
XxX
Despite her best efforts, the disconnect continued to grow. Being of a practical nature, she came to the conclusion that a little enticement was in order.
So on the third night, she pulled on one of the corsets she'd bought – in his favourite colour and entered the bedroom, to find Jake slumped on the bed in front of the TV.
"Oh Jake…" she crooned when he didn't look up, her confidence flailing, especially when he barely looked up.
She moved to his side of the bed, one hand trailing lower and the other reaching for his face.
His eyes turned as soon as her hand reached the hem of his pants. They were wary and distant.
"Bella…"
That was her first clue.
"Jake…"
"Stop it Bella."
She stepped away. "I know it's been a while but there's no need to be shy!"
She barely reached the button of his pants before finding herself unceremoniously pushed away.
"Why?"
"I'm sorry Bella. I shouldn't have come here. I can't do this anymore."
A hint of anger stiffened her spine. "What do you mean 'this'? Is it me?"
"Honey…"
"Don't you dare call me 'Honey' Jacob! What do you mean?"
"I never thought it would happen. Everyone seemed settled and I was happy. But lately, I know I'll love you but I'm not in love with you."
His eyes begged her to understand.
"You've imprinted haven't you?"
"Bella…"
"When?"
"A while ago. We tried to fight it. She's been burned before but, it's all so different this time." He paused. "It feels right."
"Well don't let me keep you from her. If you don't want to be here, then go."
She made it to the bathroom before the veil of tears broke loose. Frustration and humiliation kept her prisoner for the next few hours and by the time she was ready to leave the room, he was gone.
XxX
She played the message over and over, counting down the seconds until he was home again.
"Babe, I'm coming to you."
The weather in La Push was as bad as it could be and she was grateful when the time came to go to the airport.
She stood at the arrivals gate, her eyes scouring the crowds for his beautiful face. Her hopes were failing as the seconds passed by, only for a warm hand to clasp her shoulders and she was pulled into her beloved's chest.
The wolf gene had given her strength but in her lover's arms, she felt protected and completely feminine.
His lips melted onto hers and they paid no mind to the crowd that surrounded them.
She was breathless when they pulled apart and he whispered, "Let's go home."
