(YAAAY! So fanfic has FINALLY made WPS available as an upload thinga-ma-bob. So I can add stories myself now! I just finished this one and tried to edit it and everything. If it's not up to par or if you find something wrong, please do let me know! In this chapter "Bella" is confronted by Jacob... and he is none too pleased. DUNH DUNH DUUUUNH!!)

Chapter Three: Jacob Is Such A Dog

It had been almost two weeks since I've seen, or heard from, Jacob that night on the beach. After our adventure at the school the next day, which Edward himself had orchestrated with the help of Alice, he and I had been inseparable. If he wasn't with me, he was somewhere near by. He would pick me up and then wait patiently in his car while I worked, sometimes even coming in to "browse". Not that I minded much. Edward and I had finally done what I wanted to do with him. And I survived, much to our delight.

At first Charlie was out to issue a new punishment for being out so late until I told him that I was in La Push. With a sly smile in Edward's direction he let me off with a warning and told me to let him know the next time I was going. I shudder to think if he knew what really happened out there.

At that two week mark, Edward's eyes were the color of charcoal. He needed to feed. "I'll be back before you know it." He said kissing my neck and lips before heading out with his brothers. When I got home there was a note next to the phone. A simple message from Jacob written in Charlie's wayward script- I'm coming over.

I felt my palms instantly start to sweat and wiped them on my jeans. My legs got a bit wobbly and I steadied myself on the back of a chair. I sat down shakily and dropped my face in my still sweaty hands.

"You okay?" Charlie asked stalking into the kitchen.

"Mmhmm." I hummed, not even lifting my head.

"You look a bit… green." He muttered coming closer.

"I'm fine, just feeling a bit… dog tired…"

"Ah, well, you should rest tonight. Oh, wait, did you get that message from Jake?"

"Yep." I mumbled, lowering my face down onto the table.

"If you're not feeling that well, then you should-"

"I'll be okay, Dad." I assured him, peeking up from the table.

"Okay…" He said turning to the refrigerator to grab a beer from the shelf. "I'll be in here watching a game if you need me." He said shuffling off in the direction of the living room.

I sat back and let my head fall over the back of the chair. My stomach growled and I rested my hands on it. I knew I should eat something, but the fear that it would come right back up stopped that thought.

I took a few steady breaths to calm my beating heart. Just as soon as it settled a bit, the knock at the door sent it right back to hammering in my chest. "I got it." I called out as I steadied myself and walked to the door. I took a deep breath, tried my best to place a smile on my face, and opened the door.

"So… you're not dead. That's nice to know."

"Hey, Jake." I sighed heavily. The smile was all ready gone. Jacob just stared at me and I felt awkward. "Sooo… how are you?"

"I'm breathing."

"Right. Good, good…" I said nodding my head. He fell quiet again, his eyes not moving an inch from my face. I squirmed under his intense stare. "Would you like to come in?"

"No."

"Would you… like to go for a walk…?" He simply turned away from me and headed toward the back of the house. "I'll be back." I hollered at Charlie, closing the door and then I rushed out after him.

By the time I got around the corner, Jacob was standing next to a tree on the far side of the yard across from the house. It was amazing to see that he and the tree were almost the same size. He folded his arms over his chest and then leaned against it. I almost expected for it to bend under his weight. "So where's your bloodsucker?" Jacob asked when I was only a few feet away from him.

"Edward is hunting." I answered walking to lean against the tree facing him.

"So, I'm assuming he doesn't know."

"No… he knows."

Jacob's hard façade changed and he stood straight up. "What?! He knows?"

"Yes. He figured it out. I didn't even have to tell him." I said, shaking my head.

"And he's okay?"

"Yeah. It's weird. He wasn't even that angry…" I smiled at Edward's real reaction and the thought of the broken science lab table.

"Incredible…"

"I know." I said with a small laugh. I was just as amazed as he was. But I knew he was more upset than anything else.

"So what now?" He asked, worry creasing his forehead.

"I don't know, Jake. I'm not sure." I whispered not willing to answer him truthfully.

He looked down at me with pain in his eyes. "You're staying with him aren't you?"

I winced at his straight-forward question. I knew, without a doubt, that I was staying with Edward. But what to do about him? About the other piece of my heart… I nodded slowly.

"You're unbelievable, you know that?"

"What?"

"So you're going to stand there and tell me that you're going to stay with this guy, and then what? What about me? Us?"

"I… I don't know. I haven't had the chance to really think about that." My answer didn't make sense to me. Because it was all I had been thinking about.

"Great. Well, you know what? Let me make this easier for you." He said turning to walk into the woods.

"Wait a minute… where are you going?"

"None of your business."

"None of my… Jacob, come on!" I started after him as he trudged along the path. He didn't answer me. "Jacob! Will you please wait?!" I called after his retreating form.

"Why? So you can torture me some more?" He called back over his shoulder.

"Jake, I didn't mean to hurt you!" His legs were much longer than mine so I had to run to keep up with his strides.

"You're always hurting me." I heard him say.

"Jacob, PLEASE!"

"Please what?!" He whirled around growling at me.

I skidded to a halt, startled by his sudden turn. My mind was drawn back to our night on the beach. My breath caught in my throat and the tears started to well up in my eyes. "Please… just listen to me." I begged, cautiously stepping over to him.

"Listen to you? For what?! So you can tell me that you love me and still go back to him?!" His frame had begun to shake and I took a cautionary step back. "I am DONE being your poor little puppy. Sitting around wagging my tail as I wait for you to come home."

"I never…" I shook my head, I could feel the tears flowing. The pain and the anger in his eyes seemed to slap my face and I felt it growing hot.

"Save it. I'm done." He said again and turned on his heel.

The sight of him turning away from me again was too much to bare. I couldn't stop the words that bubbled up from my chest and out of my mouth. "Jacob! I love you! Don't walk away from me!"

He stopped in his tracks. I could see his shoulders heave up and down while the tremors still rolled. "Don't say that again." He growled. Something in my gut was telling me that I should heed to his warning. But… I couldn't let him walk away.

"But I do, Jake. I lov-"

"DON'T!" He yelled. The tremors turned violent and he growled at me fiercely. He squeezed his eyes closed to try to get a grip, but the shaking was much too strong. His mouth fell open in a vicious scowl as a snarl ripped from his chest. He exploded in front of me and suddenly I was staring at the big red-brown wolf that I had grown to love and no longer fear. Everything in me screamed at me to run, except for my breaking heart that whispered for me to stay.

I stood my ground as he took a menacing step towards me. The tears were fresh in my eyes as I watched him. The growl that hissed from between his teeth caused my foot to take another step back. "Jake…" The cover from the trees shrouded his huge form in shadow. It was like something out of a nightmare. But I couldn't make my feet move again. "Please, come back to me."

His lips pulled back and revealed a row of sharp teeth. My breath stopped short as the fear took over. I tried to look into his eyes to find him. To find My Jacob. But I'm only met with such a fierce anger that it turned my stomach and I started to feel nauseas. He growled loudly, and suddenly my legs found their strength. I turned on my heels and ran headlong deeper into the forest.

I heard as his paws pounded the earth behind me. I had no idea where I could go and no clue which way to turn. I looked to see where he was because I couldn't hear anything besides my heavy breathing. I saw him leap into the air just as my foot caught on something. I fell down hard, face first into the grassy floor of the forest.

I saw his shadow fly over me and heard him land a few feet ahead. I quickly scrambled to get up and climb my way up the trunk of a tree. As I got fully on my feet I suddenly felt the heat on the back of my neck. My body went stiff and I slowly turned around, tears clouding my eyes.

The sharp row of teeth was now directly in my face. I could feel his hot breath blowing across it, streaking the tears back. "Please, don't do this. Come back to me-" His jaws snapped right next to my cheek and I fell back against the tree, angling my face away. I cringed back as the heat from his mouth caused sweat to break along my face and neck, I molded my body with the tree behind me. Flashes of Emily's mauled face came flying to my mind. "Jacob…" I pleaded with a cry once again.

A guttural growl, louder than before ripped from the wolf's wide mouth, sending my ears to ringing. My hands flew up to cover them and my face as I dropped down to my knees, quaking with fear.

The ground shook where I cowered as a snapping erupted, echoing through the forest. My face, covered in dirt and tears, pressed into my knees as I curled up on the forest floor, ready to feel the pain I knew was coming.

"GODDAMN IT!"

I quickly pulled my face up to see Jacob's human form towering over me. His naked body glistening, even in the shadows, and permeated with sweat. His hair plastered to his face and shoulders and his fists balled impossibly tight, the skin stretching and screaming along his knuckles.

Another scream exploded from him as he took a few steps backward and then crumbled to the forest floor in a heap. His chest constricted and expanded as his breath came out in huffs. My hands were still covering my ears, but I could hear the sob that escaped next. He covered his face with his hands and cried.

Everything in the forest seemed to stand still around his broken sobs. My body refused to move from it's position of fear against the roots of the tree. My mouth was dry and I felt like I would pass out at any moment.

"I'm so sorry." His voice was muffled as he repeated it over and over from underneath his hands.

I pushed myself to move, grabbing at the tree once again to find my footing. But once my hand reached up I felt sharp edges poking at it. I looked to find the tree cracked in half. An impression of Jacob's claws scraped into the bark where he swiped at it, sending the top half back to the forest floor. I used the broken stump to stand on my unwilling legs. The fear of myself being the victim instead of the tree, urged me to run away from him, instead of to him.

But, again, I didn't listen. My legs gave out again, so I unsteadily crawled my way over to him. I stopped a few feet and listened as his voice cracked on each sorry. "Jake…" I started cautiously.

"I am so sorry…" He sensed that I was close and turned away from me. I built up the courage to get closer and I softly put my hand on his back. I felt his muscles tense under his skin and he cringed away. "Don't touch me."

"Jacob…" I have no clue what to say to him. It's okay? No… because it wasn't. I tried again, using both hands.

"I almost killed you." He whispered roughly, finally looking up at me. His eyes were wet and bloodshot red, along with the tip of his beautiful brown nose.

"But you didn't." I said trying to encourage him. Although I didn't feel it myself. I wanted to pound his face in.

"But I could have! Go! Just… just leave!" He shouted at me putting his face back in his hands. His sobs have calmed down a bit, but his chest was still heaving and I had the strongest urge to comfort him.

"It's my fault." I said more to myself than him.

"Yeah it is." I heard him mumble.

"I shouldn't have even…"

"Well you did. Whatever you're going to say, you all ready did it. Damage done." He said with a sniff, hoisting himself up and beginning to stride away from me.

"Would you wait a freaking minute!" I called, finally finding the strength in my legs to stand.

"What's the point?!" He asked whirling back around to face me. "You've all ready hurt me enough for an entire lifetime, and I almost killed you. That's it. Shouldn't that be enough?"

"NO! It's not enough. Damn it, Jacob. Despite what you think, I do love you." He shook his head furiously. "I DO! And I love him. There is nothing that I can do to stop loving either of you. Trust me, I've tried. But it's not possible."

"So what? You want to just keep me on the side?"

"I didn't say that…"

"But it's what you mean, right?"

"No…"

"That is exactly what you want. You want to keep your perfect angelic bloodsucking boyfriend for everyone to see and then keep your little dog," He spat, sneering the word. "On the side! Something to screw and keep you warm, when you get too cold."

My eyes and mouth fell open at his words. I shook my head and closed my eyes, trying to think of something to say. Something that would make sense, that would make him see that he's more than that to me. But was he? I feel the love for him, I feel it aching in the very pit of me. But it would never be strong enough to overpower my deep seated need for Edward.

Before I could even open my eyes, I felt Jacob's naked body push me back, pressing my own against a nearby tree. His mouth devoured mine in a kiss so full of passion and fury that it took my breath away instantly. I melted under his intense heat and molded myself to his body.

"Is this it, huh? Is this what you want?" He asked breathlessly, breaking the kiss. His lips and teeth gnawed at the skin on my throat. My nails dug precariously into his back as I felt every inch of him pressing against me. I could barely breathe from the heat and the pressure.

"Jake." I squeaked out trying to find some hold on my thoughts. The fabric of my shirt was torn to shreds as Jacob ripped it open. His large hands hoisted me up so that he could press his lips to the area between my breasts. From fire to ice and back again… I couldn't stop my mind from reeling as Jacob's plump lips kissed my skin.

My hands were digging into his shoulders as he tore the front of my bra with his teeth, like a dog with a new toy, pulling the lace aside. His tongue found a taut nipple and he sucked it into his mouth. I moaned deeply from the pleasure. "Admit it." He growled, flicking his tongue across it. "This is what you want."

He put his foot on the uplifted roots of the tree and then balanced me on his knee so that I was straddling it as he tore the rest of the bra and flung it open. He cupped his hands over my breasts, covering them entirely. His tongue forcibly traced intricate circles about my nipples, lightly biting them. He licked and sucked on them until I felt them start to swell. "Oh, God, yes." He then licked back up the curve of my breast to the hollow at the base of my throat, sucking and biting at the skin there.

His tongue traveled back up to my mouth where I admitted it hungrily. I sucked on his tongue as he plunged it in. I felt my teeth clashing against his as I wrapped my arms around his neck. His fingers were at the button on my pants, undoing them. Something was clawing at the back of my mind, but with each thrust of his tongue it seemed to push it further and further back.

He set me on my feet as he swiftly pulled my pants down, I tried to lift my legs to help him. I barely got one leg out before he was lifting me back up to enter me, strong and deep. My arms and legs encircled him as he filled me entirely. My all ready hindered breathing stopped all together as he encompassed my every whim.

I felt my back scraping against the bark of the tree, my shredded shirt catching and snagging. He pushed himself in, until he couldn't go anymore. A deep groan passed through his lips as he pressed them to my cheek, leading kisses to my ear. He rested his face against mine as he stood up straighter and maneuvered to pump himself in and out of me.

The grip I held with my ankles loosened and my legs dropped to his sides and he grabbed hold to my buttocks, each cheek molding easily to the large shape of his fiery hands. He dug his fingers into the skin there and pulled me away from and then back to him, while pushing himself into me again and again. With each thrust I felt a hot gust of air blowing past his lips and through my hair.

My hands were tightly balled into fists around his neck. The pain of how deep he was mixed with the unbridled pleasure of it all drove me wild. I licked and bit at his ear as my body shook from the force of his plunging. My clit constantly rubbing against that overheated part of him, with each push and pull I fell closer and closer to a climax.

A moan, rich with frenzy, escaped my lips as a powerful tremor rippled through me making his grip loosen. My leg swung loose and Jacob leaned forward resting his elbow on the tree. My foot found the roots and I balanced myself and held on as he began to pound into me. My back slammed against the tree continuously. His hand reached over and grabbed a fistful of my hair, wrenching my head back. I felt the heat from his mouth against my skin, licking the sweat and dirt from my neck.

He pulled back and his face was contorted with a fierce fever, eyebrows low over his eyes in heated concentration. His body was shaking, yet tense, I felt him holding back the urge to explode. His gazed leveled with my own as he pushed into me as far as he could go and held himself there. His lips curled back and he gnashed his teeth.

My mouth fell open in an "O" of pleasure as he pulled out and then quickly pushed himself back in, my body slammed roughly against the tree. He repeated the action, again the pressure increased and the pleasure heightened.

I went to put my hand on his cheek, but he snatched it away and braced it underneath his own against the tree, with a speed that frightened me. His hand wrapped around my wrist tightly. I could feel the pieces of the wood pressing into my skin. My other hand, quickly gripped the back of his neck.

His rhythm gained speed, knocking the wind out of me. Between that and the intense heat, I felt dizzy and exposed. Like I would rip apart at any second. We stared each other down as his breathing turned to raspy gasps and mine to pleading whimpers. I felt the tears began to sting my eyes. "Oh God, Jacob."

"You want it?"

"Oh God…" The pressure that had been building began to seep from me, I could feel it sliding down my leg, mingling with the sweat and dirt that began to cake there. And I could tell he could feel it too.

His eyes briefly rolled to the back of his head and then regained contact. He pressed his forehead against mine. "Cum with me." He whispered.

I nodded with what little strength I had remaining. He plunged into me again and again. I felt the muscles of his abdomen tighten at the same time mine did, a low growl of pleasure exploded from us both as he spilled into me and my release spilled out and around him. With that his knees buckled and he fell against me, pressing me harder into the tree. Our breathing heavy and exhausted was the only sound heard, besides the wind blowing through the trees.

Jacob rested his forehead back against mine and stared deep into my eyes. I brought my all ready bruising hand up and rested it against his cheek. He leaned into it and then quickly leaned away. His eyes searching the woods.

"What is it?" I asked, still breathless.

"I thought I heard something." He whispered, continuing to scan. He turned his nose up and sniffed the air. Suddenly a low growl seeped from his lips.

"Jake, what is it?" I asked again more urgently. My muddled brain clearing instantly. Oh God, what did I just do? Shame and disgust coated every inch of me.

"You might as well come out, I know you're there." He called in a clearly annoyed voice.

I heard the approach before I saw who it was. "Well, that was entertaining." Her smug voice wafted through the trees.

"Leah…" I breathed.

"What are you doing here, Leah?" Jacob asked setting me onto shaky legs, steadying me, and then turning to face her. I meandered to the other side of the tree and slid my pants, that were dragging from my left leg, back on.

"Watching a bit of porn."

"I'm not joking, Leah."

"I can see that you're, obviously, no joke." She said smirking and pointedly looking in a downward direction at his nude body. Jacob stood his ground and sneered at her. Leah sighed and her face turned serious. "I heard you earlier."

"What?" He asked confused.

"I was roaming the woods, when I suddenly heard you. Your thoughts were so loud… I tried calling to you but you had all ready phased out."

Jacob's face fell as the events of what had happened came flooding back to his mind. He closed his eyes tightly and shook his head. "I… it was a mistake."

"You could have killed her Jacob." She whispered nodding in my direction.

Jacob's eyes flashed to me and then down. "I know…"

"But you didn't." I answered gathering my torn shirt about my body and stepping from behind the tree.

"I see you're playing tug-o-war." Leah muttered at me.

"I'm not playing anything." I answered harshly. My voice cracked though, making my comeback sound feeble.

"Very dangerous game. A lot of people could get hurt. Either way one side has got to lose."

"Shut up, Leah." Jacob snarled.

"Get a clue, Jacob. She's with the bloodsucker and that's who she wants. You can't make anybody truly love you." She shot back. There was a hint of something in her eyes as she said that last part. It was quick, but I caught it.

"Get out of here Leah!" Jacob snapped.

A faint smile spread across Leah's lips, but it didn't touch her eyes. "Catch you later." She said and then disappeared back into the woods.

Jacob's hands flew up to his temples and he took a deep breath. I hung back, uncertain of what to do, or of what to say. Leah, despite her bitter approach of the subject, was right. "You should go." He said still facing away from me.

Apparently he knew it too. "Yeah." I agreed with a nod. I gathered my tattered things and started away from him.

"You might want to go that way." He called to me pointing in the opposite direction of where I was headed.

"Right." I mumbled turning around and heading in the right direction.

"What are you going to tell him?" He asked putting a hand on my arm as I passed him.

I stopped in my tracks and turned to face his naked body once again. "I don't know." I whispered, feeling the fear bubble up in my chest and stomach.

"You're scared." He stated as more of a fact than a question. I assumed he could smell my fear.

"I'm terrified." A shiver ripped through me when I thought of Edward. "I don't know if I could tell him."

"Then don't."

"You do know that this can never happen again don't you?" I asked looking up into his face. My heart sped up as a look of lust sparked in his dark eyes.

"Sure sure." He said with a nod, smiling all knowingly.

I shook his arm off and glared at him. "I'm serious, Jacob."

The smile faded from his lips and he lowered his face to mine. His lips pressed against mine so quickly I didn't even see it coming. His hand came around and covered the back of my neck pulling me closer to him. My eyes slid closed unwillingly and I breathed him in and deepened the kiss. The musky, earthy smell of sex on his skin filled my senses and my grip on my shirt fell away. I wrapped my arms around his neck, drawn to him once again. As soon as I did that I felt him pull away. The smile back in place. "Sure."

With that he turned away from me and swaggered confidently into the thickening woods, his form shaking then shifting once more. Then he disappeared into the darkness.

Dazed I made my way back through the darkening woods to the house. I silently walked up to the back door, very much aware of my broken and more than likely bruised appearance. I stopped at the door to listen for any sounds of movement. I heard the game on the TV and the soft groan of the couch as Charlie shifted in his seat. I waited a bit more and slowly opened the old door.

It made the lightest of creaking sounds when I got it open far enough to squeeze through. I peeked my head in and then quickly slid in and shut the door. It closed with a soft click and I swiftly made my way to the stairs. When I got to the top I felt my breath come out in a whoosh at the same time I heard my name.

"Yes?" I asked startled, but I didn't turn around.

"Hey, I didn't know you made it back." Charlie called up from the bottom of the stairs.

"Uh, yeah, I've been here for a few minutes." I called back half running to my room.

"What happened to your shirt?" He hollered after me.

"Snagged on a tree!" I quickly shut my door and leaned against it. I felt my knees give out and I slid down to the floor. I put my face in my hands and began to cry.

My mind flashed through the events that had taken place over just the last month and my heart felt heavy with grief and shame. I sat my head back to take in a deep shaky breath and I caught sight of my hand. My wrist was a bright red in the shape of Jacob's fingers. On the back of my hand were the impressions of the bark of the tree that it was roughly pushed up against. My shirt and bra were trash bound, my jeans and shoes were covered in dirt and muck. I could only imagine what my skin looked like.

With another deep sigh I wiped my face with my less bruised hand and pushed myself off of the floor. I removed my dilapidated clothes and found my old robe and tied it securely around my body. I grabbed a fresh set of clothes and cracked the door to hear where Charlie was. Then quickly made my way to the bathroom when I realized he was still downstairs.

Once in there I took the robe off and took a long glance in the mirror. The skin around my breasts, where Jacob attacked with his tongue, was beet red and swollen. I pressed my fingers lightly to them to inspect the damage, and sucked in a deep breath as I felt how tender they were. There were slight bite marks adorning my neck and throat. My thighs were also tender and red, no doubt my back looked worse. I closed my eyes and cringed, Edward's face popping into my mind. I turned around with fresh tears in my eyes and turned on the water.

I took my time in the shower. Sitting down and letting the warm water wash over me. When it started to turn cold, I stood up shakily and washed my body and hair. I gingerly stepped out of the shower and took another look at myself in the mirror. Hoping that the reddening would soon decrease.

After drying off then brushing through my hair, I tied it up in a wet sloppy ponytail and slid on my clothes. I made my way back to my room and gathered my old clothes and ran downstairs. I threw them into the wash and when they were done I found an old grocery bag and stuffed the torn shirt and bra in it, tying it up. I ran to the garbage can outside and threw it away. Hopefully getting rid of all traces of my shameful afternoon with Jacob Black.