DISCLAIMER: This fanfiction contains adult content and adult language. Handles mature themes that are not suitable for anyone under the age of 18.

I do not own any of the "Twilight" characters in any way. Stephenie Meyer has full credit for the creation of all characters, locations, etc.

Jacob POV

"Jake," Billy called from the kitchen, "can you come in here please."

I perked up at my name, looking up from my homework that was much too behind. I stood up, my bed creaking as my enormous body pressure was lifted. I walked down the tiny hallway into the small front room, where Billy was on the small loveseat with the phone in hand.

"Son, something has happened," Billy said, looking as plain as always.

"What?" I asked, impatiently. I had to catch up on Algebra II.

"Bella Cullen, she decided to, well..." He hesitated.

"Well?"

"She had to leave," Billy said, cringing prematurely for my reaction.

"When will she be back?" I asked, not understanding the big deal.

"It's permanent," Dad elaborated, "a permanent move."

That hit me. Hit me hard. Bella? Why? Where? When? There were many questions, swirling around in my head. How could she? She knows that I imprinted on Renesmee. I... uh.

"W-Why?" I inquired.

"Apparently something with that husband," Billy replied. "Never liked him, you know that?"

I stopped listening after his first sentence. Edward did this?! I was suddenly enraged. I grinded my teeth together, clenching my fists to keep from shaking. They shook anyway. In fact, my whole body was about to burst. Billy must have taken notice.

"Umm... why don't you go outside, get some fresh air, son," he said.

I nodded once and walked out the door into the moist air. I heard the waves crash on the shore, making a relaxing noise. That didn't calm me. I walked past the small houses and to a little cluster of trees. I quickly stripped down, attaching my shorts and boxers to the band around my calf. I began to run, making my way to the forest. Once shielded by the trees I changed into my "spirit wolf" form.

I ran to the Cullen house, never stopping.

Jake, why are you transformed? I heard Seth.

Just leave me alone! I answered.

You are supposed to be working!

Not exactly my priority right now, Seth.

Should be. You are way behind.

I arrived at the large white house, turning back into a human at the tree-lined edge and effectively ending the conversation with Seth. I pounded on the door, listening for activity in the house. I heard footsteps descending the stairs and approaching the door. The horrible bloodsucker himself answered.

"Jacob," Edward said, obviously not confused by my intentions. Stupid mind reading powers.

"What the hell did you do?" I shouted angrily at him. He remained clam.

"Jacob, it is obvious you did not get the whole story. What were you told?"

"That you fuckin' drove out Bella and she took Renesmee!"

"Jacob, please, come inside," he replied serenely.

I scoffed at his offer but considered it. I took a step, hesitated, and then walked in. The large white room that is the first floor looked exactly the same. Edward walked gracefully to the couch, sitting down and looking at me. He was beckoning me to sit with him. Don't you dare sit, I thought, he is a monster.

"Be civilized, Jacob," He commented on my thoughts.

"Fine," I huffed. I sat in the living chair. The white chair was too comfortable for my mood. Stupid rich bloodsuckers.

"I know that you think I did something horribly offensive to Bella, forcing her to leave me. It is a very easy thing to assume," he said. "But, the decision that I made was not an easy one. If you could call it a decision. More of a nature that developed. Either way, that is not the case."

"That what is?!" I interjected.

"First of all, be patient. Second of all, I think it would be better show you. Maybe it will help you not be as... upset." He smiled at me with white teeth. I grunted in response.

Edward stood and walked briskly toward me, leaning over me. I grunted again, glaring at him. I sagged in the seat more, only replied to by a light laugh.

"Well, get it over with then. I don't want to be here longer than I have to," I grumbled. Another laugh was all I got.

I sat up again, impatiently expecting whatever his excuse to bring this on Bella to be revealed.

Edward lifted my chin and suddenly, he kissed me.

His lips were cold, like the rest of his body. But, soft and gentle compared to his granite skin. When he pressed his lips against mine, my eyes went wide. I realized that the separation from Renesmee was fine. The inability to see Bella was easily bearable. Everything was absolutely good, and calm, and still. And then it was over.

Edward pulled his lips away and stood back to examine my reaction. I found my lips were puckered. Had I been kissing him back? I wondered. I was slightly dumbfounded. No, no, wait.

"I won't fall into this goddamn trap, Edward!" I said, standing up. "You are just trying to... to charm me into forgiving you."

I was trying to make sense of what happened. Why? What was he trying to tell me? That he...

Oh.

"You, you like me? Like you love me?" I asked, exasperated. My breath was running short.

Edward nodded, a glint of fire in his eyes.

"Jacob, I do like you. But, it's much more than that matter. I am gay," he said.

My feelings were very... different. On one hand, he broke Bella's heart. But on the other hand, I, in that moment, developed a love for him too. I jumped at him, not in attack, but in joy. Edward grabbed me, looking at me with a slight amount of humor. He kissed me again, taking my head in his hands as his soft, cold lips touched my lips again.

I loved Edward Cullen, however irrational it may be.