Anyway….theres a poll on my profile that everyone should vote for. A lot of people want a chapter in Carlie's POV. It will take me a little longer than usual because I'm not quite in her head and I have writer's block. But if you guys want it, I'll do my best to make it fast.
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I woke up feeling happy, satisfied, accomplished, and….cold? My eyes snapped open as I grasped the sheets looking for her. Shit.
Embry took that moment to burst through the door in a ridiculous pair of neon frog boxers. "Dude! What the fuck went down?" he yelled.
I started to shake. How could she just leave? I mean last night was… how could she just leave after that! Fuck she's probably mad at me. She probably thinks I took advantage of her! Shit. Why did I do that?! She was venerable and I just took advantage of her! I was no fucking better than Cook! I just took what I wanted with out thinking of the consequences.
"Jake! What happened?!" Embry yelled again.
I exploded. Great. Now my sheets were ripped.
Embry phased too. What in the fuck happened!?
I wasn't even paying attention to him and I barely registered Seth and Leah phase. Great, we were all in the apartment as wolves.
My mind subconsciously ran over last night's events.
You slept with her!?! Leah yelled. Apparently they were both asleep when it happened, because Seth was equally as shocked.
My thoughts were incoherent. Why- how- fuck- I- I- she-
Relax. Just talk to her tomorrow and everything will be fine.
She probably thinks I'm a fucking pedophile now! God, I pushed her into it, didn't I?! She probably thought that's the reason I brought her back here! Fucking shit. I'm a fucking dumbass! Fuck, fuck, fuck-
RELAX! Seth yelled. I shut up, Seth never yells. I guess he couldn't take my frazzled thoughts, so he phased out.
It took me awhile, but I eventually calmed down enough to phase back. I called Rachel right away.
"Do you know what time it is?" she snapped when she answered the phone.
"Rach. I have a big, big problem."
"What?" Rachel was always willing to help out with even the most minor of my imprint problems.
"Ok." I took a deep breath, "Well…last night-"
"You had sex with her!?" she yelled.
I sighed. "It's a long story, but yeah."
"Oh. My. God, Jake."
"I know. I know. And she left before I woke up."
"Well…god. I don't know how to fix this."
"Shit, Rachel!"
"Jake, I really wish I could help you…"
"Will she forgive me?" I asked.
"Well, I hate to bring this up, but, um…relations…were why I agreed to keep Paul around, I mean, sex for imprinted couples is-"
"Stop! I got it. I got it! So she'll come back."
"Ugh. This is going to be awkward, but if she…had a good time…then probably yes."
"How can I take the probably off?" I asked.
"Talk to her about it. Give her time to think it through."
"I'm a dumbass."
"Having sex with your soul-mate doesn't make you a dumbass." She said gently. "You would be a dumbass if you didn't use any protection, though." She laughed, clearly trying to lighten the mood.
FUCK.
Shit. Last night…I couldn't think straight. I didn't remember… She wouldn't be on the pill, she was a virgin.
Rachel's laugh abruptly stopped when she didn't hear me laugh. "Oh, Jake."
"Shit! I just didn't remember! Oh fuck. She's not on the pill or anything either! She was a virgin!"
"Jacob Black!"
"Fuck! She's going to hate me!" I never felt this helpless.
"Oh my god! Jake you have to talk to her soon! And apologize! What the fuck were you thinking?!"
"God Rachel! I couldn't fucking think! She was there, in my bed and just- Damn it!"
"Ok, ok, relax. You have classes tomorrow, right?"
"Yeah." I said immediately.
"Ok, you need to talk to her tomorrow. Give her the rest of the day to think everything through."
"What do I say?"
"I don't know everything that happened, and nor do I want to know. Think about it, I'm sure you'll come up with something."
Then I head Paul's voice, "Hey Baby. Whose on the phone?"
"Its Jake. He's having a little bit of a crisis."
"Not a crisis! That makes me sound like a-"
Then I heard a scuffle, Paul ended up with the phone, "An imprint crisis? I can help. 'Cuz I've had my fair share of those."
I sighed. "Yeah. Imprint crisis. Put Rachel back on."
"Dude! I've imprinted, I can help you more than she can!" I heard Rachel screaming or the phone back.
"Paul! Put her back on! I need a girl's opinion!"
"On what? Come on! I can help."
"I just- Put her back on, Paul."
"Ohh. What did you do to piss her off? I can help."
"Nothing. Seriously, Paul. I'm going to kick your ass."
"Rach! Jake is crying to hard to tell me what he did."
"Paul! You fucking bastard! Rachel! Don't tell him!"
"Oh! Poor Jake! He slept with Carlie last night and she left before he woke up."
Paul burst out into laugher. "Jake! You finally got laid!"
"Shut the fuck up and put Rachel back on!" I close to phasing.
"Jake, don't cry, it'll be ok."
"I'm not crying! Paul concocted that story to get you to tell him!"
"Oh. Sorry." She said to me, then, "Paul! Don't you dare phase! Paul! PAUL! COME BACK!" I waited for about 3 minutes while Rachel was trying to hunt down Paul. She came back, "Sorry Jake. They're all going to know."
"Great. Just fucking perfect."
"Ok. Whatever, they were going to find out anyway. I'll make sure I keep the fact that you didn't use any protection away from everyone."
Then I heard laugher. Tons and tons or laugher. Bastard assembled the pack. "Oh. I guess Paul brought the guys here. Sorry." Rachel said in a small voice as she was begged to put me on speakerphone.
She did, or was forced to, "Did we hear that right? You didn't use a glove?" Sam asked.
"I- She was- We- I'm- Fuck you." I finally managed.
I was met with more laugher. "Was she at least on the pill?" Quil asked.
I was silent. "Jake?" the laugher quieted down once they realized what that meant.
"Um…"
"What the fuck were you thinking, man!" Jared asked.
"I know! I know! Last night I kind of assumed she was on the pill, but then this morning I realized she wouldn't be because she was a vi-" I stopped midsentence hoping they didn't catch it. "never mind."
"Were you going to say virgin?" Collin asked.
"Er, no?" I, oh so brightly, replied.
"You were!" he replied.
"Fuck. Ok, just shut up, I know I'm a dumbass." I snapped.
"Well, shit man, what are you going to do? Are you ready to be a daddy?" Jared asked.
I thought about it. Our kid would be the cutest little kid on the planet. But 17 was not a good time to have a kid. "No. Neither one of us are."
"Well, I hope it all works out for you, Jake." Sam said.
"Ok, so remember, leave her alone today, talk to her as soon as possible tomorrow. Don't say anything stupid." Rachel warned.
"I'll try not to." I muttered.
"It'll work out, Jake. It always does." She promised. "Bye."
"Bye."
I laid down on my bed to relax. Bad move when she scent was still clinging to my sheets. I made it even worse by burying my head in the pillow she used and breathing in deeply. It may have looked creepy, but it was like heaven for me.
What am I going to say to her? Just plain and simple, 'I'm sorry for fucking you'? The more I though about it, the more I was sickened with myself, I wasn't really sorry, I would do it again in a heartbeat.
Shit. The more I thought about it, the more I realized I had no clue what to say. If she was pregnant, I would quit my job right away. Then marry her. Then live happily ever after. It all works out like that, right?
Fuck it. No it doesn't. Real life isn't a fucking fairy tale! Its filled with 10 god damn years of heart ache and stress. And I wouldn't be a wolf! And Carlie would be the same age as me and not go out with Cook!
Fuck, no, this is the real world! In the real world, I would go to jail. I would go to jail, she would get some fucking child support, and leave, while I rot in jail. Because that's just how my life would work out.
Because my name is Jacob Black. The failure.
No. I need to stop being such a pessimist. Imprinting has always worked out, right? I mean, Emily was Sam's high school sweetheart's cousin! And he hurt her, bad! And they still worked out!
Jared never even noticed Kim until he imprinted, and even then he had to work really hard to convince her that he wasn't playing a trick on her.
Then Paul phased in front of Rachel, she was scared shitless of him! And now they are married with 2 kids.
See, it will all be fine…
I hope she's not pregnant. She would hate me. 17 and having your gym teacher's baby. Wow, just what every girl hopes for. But, like I said, I would quit. I would convince her to marry me and I would tell her every thing.
My head is going to explode.