PREVIOUSLY-
Did I want my relationship with Bella to move at the same pace hers and Sam's did? Of course. I was a teenage boy that thinks being able to kiss my imprint whenever I wanted would be the best thing in the world… and don't even get me started on being able to sleep with her, shower with her, or anything further than that. Of course I wanted it. I wanted all of it. All of her. I'd get there one day but I wasn't going to push her for it. Everything would be at the pace she wanted it to be.
Sam put his hand on my shoulder and looked at me. "I can't tell you how everything is going to go. Bella has surprised me turn after turn so she might do the same to you. Like I said earlier, I'm not going to gloat about my relationship with her in front of you. To be honest, my relationship with Bella is only just a couple steps ahead and that was all managed in a day and a half. Our imprints cause things to happen a lot faster than they normally do and you know that already. Now go tell your mom so that you can come back to stay with Bella while I patrol."
I glanced over my shoulder, back inside the house where Bella was still laying on the couch in the same spot.
"She'll be fine, Seth. Go." Sam told me. I knew she would be, especially with him. I just didn't want to leave her, even if it was just for a few minutes.
I inhaled deeply and nodded, sparing one more glance before running down in the direction of my house. I only lived five houses away but to be fair they were all on big plots of land. That was definitely the worst excuse I thought I'd ever made for myself.
When I got home, I thanked the spirits that Leah's car was gone, which meant that only Mom was home.
I walked inside and I could hear her in the kitchen washing dishes, so I crept in and waited for her to notice me.
After a minute, she turned around and jumped a little, clearly surprised to see me standing there.
"Why do you love scaring your mother?" She asked me, holding her chest as she turned the faucet off.
"Because it's so easy. Really Mom, even with human ears you should've heard the front door open." I laughed. She wiped her hands off and looked at me closely.
"I can see it in your eyes, Seth. Spill." Mom told me. I figured that she'd know something had changed. She was pretty good at figuring those things out.
I took a deep breath and looked at her. "I, uh, I imprinted, Mom."
Her eyes shot open and looked at me before she smiled and reached out for a hug.
Once she pulled away, she asked, "On who?"
I swallowed nervously. "Bella Swan?" I watched for her reaction which turned into confusion.
"I thought Sam—"
"Yep." I cut her off, knowing what she was going to say. "We don't know how any of it happened, Mom, but we both imprinted on Bella. Trust me, we're just as confused as you, if not more."
"And it's a full imprint?" She questioned with concern. I knew what she meant.
"All the way, just like Sam's." I replied.
"What are you going to do?" She asked me worriedly.
"Exactly what Bella wants us to do." I told her, worried about how she'd react if I told her all of it.
"Which is…?"
Shoot. I ran my hand through my hair and scratched the back of my neck.
"Uh, kinda, you know, she, uh—"
"Spit it out, son."
"She wants to be with us both… in the same way. Like, obviously two different relationships. One with me and one with Sam. It's what feels right with our imprint, and I'm okay with that. More than okay, really." I explained to her nervously as I prepared for her response.
She gave me an unreadable expression for a little while before giving me a wistful smile. "We never know why the spirits work the way they do, son. There's a purpose behind everything and if the both of you imprinted on Bella, then there must be a reason why."
I knew my mom was always amazing at understanding things, but I was still surprised.
"Have you and Sam talked about it yet?" She questioned after a moment.
"Yeah, he's actually the one who told me to come tell you, you know, considering I probably won't exactly be home much anymore. Bella's living with Sam so I'll only be five houses away, but you know I won't be able to—"
"I know. You can't be away from your imprint for very long. I understand. While I wish you would've been older, I knew there was a possibility that something like this would happen since the moment you phased at only 15 years old. So how exactly is this going to work?" Mom asked.
"…Still not entirely sure. We just know that Sam and I will both have separate relationships with Bella. I swear it's the weirdest thing, Mom. There's no jealousy when it comes to Sam, but if I think about anyone else being with Bella… Anyways, I guess we're just going to take it as it comes. We haven't really had a chance to talk about what all will happen other than the fact that Bella is going to marry Sam."
"And you're okay with her marrying Sam?" Mom questioned quickly.
"Yeah, I'm fine with it. Like I said, her relationship with Sam is completely separate from hers with me. They're a few steps ahead. I get it, he's 20, she's 18, I'm 16. She can't marry us both even if she's with us both. He's alpha, he gets dibs. Not to mention, we're just not there yet. I only imprinted on her a couple hours ago… I think with Sam it's an alpha dominance thing, you know? I don't need to be married to her to be happy. I don't even need everyone else to know, just as long as I'm with her." I hadn't said the words out loud until now, but they were the absolute truth.
My mom pulled me back in for another hug and whispered, "Oh my sweet boy." She stepped back still holding my shoulders and smiled. "I'm so proud of the young man you've become. You'll have to bring Bella by so that I can see her considering she's my son's whole universe now. It might not be you marrying her, but I'll be her mother-in-law for all intents and purposes anyways."
"You're really okay with everything?" I asked, completely amazed at how well the conversation was going.
"How can I not be? A mother only wants her children to be safe and happy, not unlike an imprint." She told me smiling brightly. "Now go back to your imprint. I can practically feel your anxiety."
I laughed. "She can actually feel my anxiety, just like I can feel hers right now. Probably because Sam told her I was going to tell you." I replied.
"Then go to her, Seth." Mom shooed me away and I smiled. Before I took off, I ran upstairs to grab something then ran out the door and directly back up to Sam's.
When I got there, Sam was walking out the door.
"How did it go?" He asked me curiously.
"Great, actually. Mom is totally cool with all of it as long as I'm happy." I told him in response.
"I figured she would be. I'm heading out for patrol; I'll be back at 11 but feel free to take the guest bedroom." He told me. I nodded. "And Seth?" I turned back around to look at him. "Don't be so nervous. Just go with it. Do what feels right."
He took off into the forest and I walked inside seeing Bella standing at the counter. I made my way over to her and laid what was in my hands over her shoulder.
"What's this?" She asked, pulling it off her and holding it up.
It was one of my t-shirts that said "CLEARWATER" on the back.
"You said if I brought you one that you'd wear it." I replied with a smirk.
"So I did. Why don't you eat while I go change?" She suggested, pushing a plate of food toward me. She reached up and kissed me on the cheek before going up the stairs.
I didn't even pay attention to the food I was eating. I knew it tasted good, but I was too anxious for Bella to come back down to even know what it was.
When she walked back down the stairs I legit dropped my fork on my plate and just stared. Bella was now wearing my shirt and a pair of very short shorts that she must've got from Rachel.
I gulped nervously as she walked over to me and placed her tiny hand on my arm. I turned to face her and she curled her arms around me, resting her head against my bare chest.
"Mmm I still can't get used to how hot you guys are all the time." I about choked until I realized she was talking about the temperature of our skin. "You're like my own personal heater."
I held her tightly and chuckled. "I'm more than happy to be your personal heater whenever you want."
"You might regret saying that…" She murmured into my skin.
"Nah, not a chance." I replied, breathing in her scent. I couldn't get enough.
"What did your mom say?" She asked me after pulling back.
"She's okay with it. All of it. She wants to see you soon." I told her as I let my hands rest on her waist. I wasn't ready to let go yet.
She moved my empty plate out of the way on the counter and then looked up at me with mischievous eyes.
"Help me up?" She asked innocently, motioning to the counter. My eyebrows raised at her request but I did as she asked. I lifted her easily to where she was sitting on the countertop and I suddenly realized I was standing in between her legs. "Now I don't feel so short." She giggled.
"You're testing me, aren't you?" I asked her quietly with narrowed eyes, knowing there had to be a reason behind all of it.
She leaned in and clasped her hands behind my neck before whispering, "Is it working?"
She was trying to kill me. I tilted my head back and groaned.
"I'm just trying to get you to loosen up a little. You're too nervous." She told me before resting her forehead against mine.
"I'm pretty sure those shorts did the opposite of helping me 'loosen up'." I mumbled under my breath.
We both burst out laughing and I pulled away just enough to look at her.
She really was the most beautiful being I'd ever seen. Her brown eyes glanced up at me through her eyelashes and a piece of her hair fell into her face. I pushed it back behind her ear and watched as she bit her lip.
I didn't have it in me to even try to stop myself. I leaned forward without a second thought and captured her lips with my own. I was following Sam's advice, doing what felt right. And this definitely felt right.
My lips danced against hers and she matched my every movement. I decided then and there that kissing my imprint was one of the best feelings in the world and I most certainly planned to do it every chance I got.
I reluctantly pulled away and rested my forehead back against hers, both of us breathing hard.
"Still nervous?" She asked me quietly. I shook my head no. "Good because now you know that I'm telling the truth when I say that I want you just like I want Sam. In every way. I don't care that you're 16. All I know is that I can feel in my heart that I belong with you and with Sam, no matter how unorthodox it is."
A/N- Oooohhh Seth got his first taste of Bella...
How did you like how she tried to 'loosen' him up? ;)