A/N: Here is the next chapter! Drama ahead, FYI. And again credit to ALittlePieceOfCherryPie for the inspo/idea. This is Nessie's POV.
"So…" I drawled out as I moved to sit on the young Native looking guys lap in the chair I had pushed him into, maybe a bit more forceful than I intended, but the guy was huge, which caused me to use more of my in-human strength than usual.
"What's your name?" I asked, wrapping my arms loosely around his neck, my face mere inches from his.
He gulped; most likely at our close proximity before he spoke in a husky tone, which almost made me shiver. Almost.
"J-Jacob." He stammered.
"Jacob." I repeated back, testing the name on my tongue as I teasingly rolled my hips against his, causing him to suck in a sharp breath between his teeth. "What can I do for you right now?"
"Let me get to know you." He said, more confidently this time around.
"And why would I want you to 'get to know' me?" I shot back, a small smirk playing at the corners of my full lips.
I watched as Jacob struggled for words, before he let out an exasperated breath.
"See?" I giggled softly. "You can't even think of a reason as to why you want to know me."
Jacob's brow furrowed deeply at my words. "I have a reason, I just can't say it right now."
"Mmmhmm" I hummed, not believing him in the slightest, as I brought my lips to his neck, he smelled a-maze-ing, but for some reason, his aroma didn't make me want to drink from him, which I guess was a good thing as I slowly placed kisses along his neck, eliciting a groan from him.
Taking his groan as a form of encouragement I trailed my hands down his oh-so-tight black t-shirt, feeling the ripples of his abs beneath my fingertips, before making there way down south to his evident arousal, only this time it was my turn to groan, as I took note of how well endowed he was, even through his jeans.
Feeling the hunger, no – need for more, I reached hastily for his belt buckle, only to have him suddenly grip my wrists firmly, causing me to whip my head up to look at him, confused at his sudden reaction, this was definitely a first for me.
As I locked eyes with his, I could see the desire burning in his chocolate orbs, which had me wondering why he stopped me in the first place, I've never had a man stop me like this before, usually they were the eager ones, but their was just something about Jacob that was different from the others.
As I gazed into Jacob's eyes there wasn't a hint of the sick and sometimes twisted looks I've received from the sleazy men who'd make me endure there fantasies on a daily basis, since moving to Seattle with him all those months ago.
"You don't have to do that." Jacob murmured, gently releasing his grip on my wrists.
"But it-... it's my job." I admitted, stammering my words as I did.
Jacob moved to tuck one of my loose curls behind my ear. "You don't have to do anything you don't want to do, Vanessa."
I didn't know whether to be disappointed I couldn't have my wicked way with him or to break down and cry at his words, no one had ever been this sweet and respectful to me before, especially here.
"But you're paying for my time…" I muttered.
"True." He nodded. "But we can just talk, right?" He asked, his hands moving to rest on my hips.
I shook my head slowly, if only we could… But I knew he wouldn't like it. This was strictly business he'd said, no getting attached to customers, no giving information, no – anything, basically.
I removed myself from his lap, already missing his warmth as I pointed towards the door, doing my best to shut off my emotions. "I think it's best if you leave." I said, my voice as emotionless as possible as I tried to keep myself from looking over at him, because I knew my façade would crumble if I did.
"W-What?" Jacob said, confusion lacing his voice.
"Go, please." I begged; refusing to look at him as I took the money he had given me earlier out of my bra and placing it onto the table next to where he now stood.
I could feel Jacob's eyes on me for a few moments, studying me as I stood away from him before he let out a deep sigh, and then he was gone. I looked towards the table and just like I thought – the money was exactly where I had left it.
And that was when I broke down in tears, sinking to my knees as my emotions took over; I felt angry with myself for letting my barriers down, this has never happened to me before, never.
At least not since that day…
And to top it off, I felt guilty, Jacob was nothing but sweet and I had shunned him away and all because of my fear of him. I never used to be afraid of him, when I was just a child; he had been my savior, saving me from facing the same fate as my family.
But him saving me had cost him the life of his aunt and day by day, the longer we spent in hiding from the Volturi, the more he let his darkness take over, before one day it finally consumed him. He blamed himself for his aunts death, and truth be told I blamed myself too, hell, I blamed myself for my family's death. But unlike him, I hadn't let my vampire side take over completely… yet anyways.
We had moved from New York to Seattle last year and when Nahuel saw that the club was up for sale he bought it with no questions asked, simply wanting it for three simple reasons; sex, alcohol and food. And when I say food, well, I guess you can figure out what I mean by that.
And that was how I got into stripping, my vampire side making it easy to lure men in and that was what Nahuel liked about me the most that I was sure of. I occasionally drank from the men I lured in but more often than not Nahuel would take over, gladly finishing off the job.
When possible, I would go into the near by forest, choosing to hunt down a small animal instead, my parents had called it the 'vegetarian' lifestyle of the vampire world.
It wasn't long before I pulled myself together, wiping my tears away, I chose to slip out of the back door of the private dance room so I wouldn't have to face anyone out front, making my way to my dressing room to change, I wasn't finished with my shift but there was no way I was going back out there tonight. Not a chance.
As I stepped into the changing room, I froze, stopping dead in my tracks when I saw Nahuel sat in front of my dressing table, his glare reflecting back at me from the mirror.
"And where do you think you're going?" He sneered, getting up from my chair, he used his enhanced speed to cross the room, slamming the door behind me, which caused me to jump at the harsh sound, before placing his face just inches from mine, his glare piercing through me.
"I – I was… g-going home." I stammered, meeting his gaze of hatred.
"Oh really?" He laughed dauntingly, throwing his head back as he did. "And who said you can go?"
"I – I did... I've had enough for one night." I tried to stand my ground this time, speaking with a little more confidence, but I guess I should of just kept my mouth shut, as no sooner did I finish my sentence I felt the sharp sting of Nahuel's slap across my face.
Tears pricked at the corners of my eyes, as the left side of my face went numb from the pain and shock of the sudden impact, I did my best to hold back my tears, which where on the brink of spilling over, not to show anymore weakness as I gently touched the corner of my lip were Nahuel had caught me and sure enough, there was blood.
"That's what happens when you disobey me, mi amor." Nahuel smirked, placing a finger under my chin, tilting my head up so that I would meet his gaze.
"I – I just want to go home." I murmured, as I tried to advert my eyes away from him, not wanting to look at the monster in front of me right now.
"Then go!" He snarled, giving me a brief once-over in disgust. "You look a mess now anyways."
And with in an instant he was gone, leaving me stood by the door, frozen in place from the shock of it all... once again, I stood there for a few moments, letting it all sink in, my busted lip will be healed by tomorrow morning and then it would be like it never happened.
I slowly got dressed after a few minutes, slipping on a pair of high waisted jean shorts, a tee and my sneakers, before leaving out the back exit door, making my way through the dark Seattle street to mine and Nahuel's apartment, I shuddered at the thought of what he might be like once he arrives home tonight.
I'm sure I'll soon find out…
And I never meant to cause you trouble,
And I never meant to do you wrong,
And I, well, if I ever caused you trouble,
Oh no, I never meant to do you harm.
trouble - coldplay
A/N: So yes, him is Nahuel. Didn't want to leave you guessing for too long! Really wanted to make him an OC, but I felt Nahuel fit the situation better with how he would of come across Nessie, etc. I also felt the song "Trouble" By Coldplay fit Ness/Nahuel's relationship too. ^.^ Leave some love if you liked this chapter. I enjoy the feedback.
P.S You can view the poster I made for this story as well as other Jake/Nessie inspo pics on my tumblr: fadingxemotion
