Disclaimer: I do not own any of this because it belongs to Stephanie Meyers. No matter how much I might want the Twilight characters to belong to me, they don't. Also, these stories do not belong to me. They belong to the book Campfire Tales.

Warning: This is a yaoi story which means there will be guy on guy, but beyond that there may be violence, rape, or anything else along those lines. I'm not completely sure yet, but I will put in the summary for the chapter if there will be rape, violence and what not. If you don't like anything like that, you probably shouldn't read this story. Although, I assume that if you are looking at this, then you will most likely not mind any of that.

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Edward's P.O.V.

"I didn't do it Gab! I swear to god I didn't kill your parent! Just let me go! Please!" I cried out, the taste of blood slowly making its way into my mouth, but for once it wasn't a good taste. What made this even stranger was that I didn't know who Gab was or why I just said what I did. What I did know was that it felt like I wasn't the only one struggling under Jacob's weight, which was stupid to think about because I knew that there was no way that anyone else was around. Everyone but us was sleeping and a least a mile away so why did it feel like someone was fighting just as hard as I was?

"If you didn't then who did?! No one else has been out here!" Jacob screamed at me, tears now staining his tan cheeks. When Jacob pressed harder with knife I felt alone once again. My neck stopped bleeding, but my body went limp. It was like I was dead, but I was slowly turning back into my felt. The pain was leaving, the cut on my neck was closing, and I felt cold. I don't know what had happened to me, but what I do know was that something was happening and I needed to figure it out.

Jacob's sobs and gasps for breath brought me back to what was happening here and now and I glanced at him. He had moved so that he was leaning against a tree that stood near by. I still couldn't move, but my head did fall to the side, again like I was dead. He sure wasn't acting like himself. Right now he would be smiling and saying 'yes, I killed the damn vampire,' but he wasn't. He just sat there, looking at the still bloody knife that he clutched in his hands so tight that his knuckles had turned white.

I twitched and was finally able to push myself up to a seated position. I glanced around and caught sight of something move behind me. When I looked I saw a teen aged boy wearing torn up jeans that looked like they belonged in the trash and no shirt, but he had scratches all over his dark body. Well, his body was dark, but at the same time white. The first thing that popped into my head was that this boy was a ghost. I saw the gash on his neck and I knew instantly what had happened to both Jacob and I.

If you believe in ghosts then you know that there are two different kinds of ghost haunting. There is residual and intelligent. The first one is where there is just a memory of someone doing something and it just happens over and over. The second one is when the ghost will try to communicate with you. This one seemed to be a mix of the two. These ghosts took over our bodies and were reenacting what happened with them. Although I didn't die so this was going to play out a little differently. This ghost seemed to be staring at Jacob, waiting for something. That part I wasn't sure of because he had a sad expression on his face. Was Jacob going to do something?

Glancing back at Jacob I knew what was going to happen. Jacob had the knife moving towards his arm and his eyes were closed. His mouth moved, mouthing the words 'I'm sorry'. That's when I got up and calming moved over to Jacob were I grabbed the knife so that when he pushed down on the knife to cut himself, the back of my hand pressed against his arm while the blade just slid across my diamond like skin.

I glanced at the ghost who was still looking at Jacob with a sad expression so I looked back at Jacob who looked at me with eyes filled to the brim with tears.

"It's ok Gab. It's ok." I said softly, knowing that I would be talking to the ghost in Jacob and not Jacob. Whether he knew what was happening I wasn't sure, but I knew better then to say Jacob's name. He would probably get pissed at me if he knew what was happening. He would probably say something stupid like 'I didn't do it on purpose' and I might just end up ripped to pieces. Well, that is if he could catch me first.

"I'm so sorry Kyle… I'm so sorry." With that Jacob moved so that his arms wrapped around me so tightly it probably would have killed a human. Good thing I wasn't. When Jacob buried his face into my chest, I wrapped my arms around him and rested my cheek on his head in a calming manner.

"It's ok." I whispered, letting the crying Jacob finally calm down. When I glanced at, who I assumed was Kyle, the ghost he was smiling widely and I watched as another ghost joined him. This boy was a bit shorter then the first ghost and wore nicer clothes, but his wrists had deep gashes in them. They both looked at me and mouthed 'thank you' before fading off into the dark.

That made me sigh and slowly let my arms unwrap themselves from around Jacob, who had stopped crying.

"Damn dude, I could have killed you. Not that that would have been a bad thing or anything." Jacob mumbled, his arms also letting go so that I could stand up. "Thanks though. I owe you one." He glanced up at me and smiled a smile so small if I would have blinked I would have missed it.

"Yeah yeah, just don't tell anyone that I hugged you and we can call it even." I smirked, which made him shake his head and finally give a wide smile. Just then I got a whiff of the blood that had been coming out of my body earlier and I gagged. "God, my blood stinks."

That made Jacob laugh as he got to his feet. He was a bit unsteady so I had to catch him so he didn't fall flat on his face. He gave me an apologetic smile and it made me raise an eyebrow. He sure wasn't acting like himself. Not that I was complaining or anything, but whatever.

When I tried to walk, I nearly tripped myself when Jacob didn't move. I glanced at him and he waved the knife in front of my face.

"Listen leach, I'll pay you back, just don't tell anyone about this, ok?" I gave him a questioning gaze and he smiled a bit. I raised an eyebrow when I heard what was going on in his mind. He was going to pay me back with blood? I glanced at the knife and then at him for a moment before shrugging m shoulders.

"Fine. Just hurry it up or I might just bite." I teased, but he didn't really think about it before he lifted his left arm and brought the knife across it. As I watched his arm the cut showed me a crimson peek of what was beneath his skin. Before I could stop myself my mouth surrounded the wound and I was letting the blood fill my mouth. With every taste I got the more the blood tasted like candy. It tasted so much different then the other blood I had had before and I wanted more. I loved it.

I heard Jacob groan softly as I felt his arm jerk back a little. I grabbed the knife from his hand and I forced myself back. I'm sure my eyes were wild because he gave me this look that shouted it. I didn't give him time to say anything. I just brought the knife up and I moved his shirt out of the way so that I could run the knife gently over the curve that led to his shoulder. I made sure to make it a shallow cut, but I could see the blood and once I saw it my lips pressed against his bare skin and I continued to drink the blood that was escaping his skin.

He groaned again and I wrapped my arms around him to keep him up, making sure that the knife was somewhere that it wouldn't stab him accidentally. Just as my arms locked into place his hand slid onto the back of my head and he kept me in place while I greedily sucked the blood from his veins.

Jacob was calm and fairly relaxed, which was fairly surprising. I would think that he would be trying to push me away to keep me from taking anymore, but he seemed to be enjoying this as much as I was. So instead of pulling back, pulled him closer and moved so that he was not only supposed by my arms, but also by a tree. With his back pressed against the tree I was able to shift so that my hands were resting on his hips. I knew we were both men and I knew that we hated each other, but I really didn't care at the moment.

Some could say that I was blinded by the lust that had been building up inside of me for the past few decades. Although Jacob didn't seem to mind either because he actually pulled my head back and planted his lips on my blood stained lips. Not that I minded at this point.

Biting onto his lower lip just enough to give him a jolt of pain, but not enough to break the skin and poison him. When he whimpered I smiled and let my tongue slide into his mouth and run along his tongue. As he groaned I fumbled with the bottom on his pants that would, once undone, grant me access to the one thing that was making a tent in those tight pants. When I finally got it undone his pants just kind of fell off. I didn't have to move them at all; they just did it on their own. Sadly he was wearing these dark red boxers that kept me from getting what I wanted.

Pulling my tongue form his mouth I let my lips just kind of hover in front of his. I smirked when Jacob's whine of protest came out of his lips. His hips moved forward, rubbing against mine making me groan in return. This wasn't going to end well, I could tell that already. Sadly, I didn't give a shit. When our lips came together again I hooked my thumbs into his boxers and I pulled them down. I waited for him to kick both pieces of clothing to the side before I pulled his shirt off. When his entire body was exposed I looked over his body and began to take off my own clothes.

It didn't take me very long to shed myself of my own clothes, which was nice. Once they were gone our bodies came together, every curve matching perfectly to the other. When his legs were around my waist was when we both kind of stopped to think about what was happening. We both kind of looked at each other, both taking in deep breaths as we thought. After a second we both leaned in and kissed each other gently. We didn't do anything beyond that because we both knew we would probably regret it in the morning.

That didn't mean that we went straight to our clothes to put them on. Oh hell no. We teased each other and played with each other until he figured that the sun would be coming up soon. He probably should rest a little bit at least. When I finally let him down he seemed to stumble and sway as he struggled to regain control over the lower half of his body.

"Well, this has been a strange night." I purred, running my hand over the scar on his neck that now replaced where I had cut him earlier that night. This made Jacob shudder and quickly pull his pants into place. I chuckled in response and kissed the spot quickly. I had gotten dressed just a moment before, but I had also used my super human speed to pull my clothes into place. I wanted to tease him so badly that I didn't really think about it.

"Oh shut up and don't tell anyone." Jacob squealed as I continued to kiss and lick his neck. We probably would have been back by now if it weren't for my damn hormones.

"I promise I promise, but only if you promise that we can sneak off and do that again." I felt so full of energy that I think I was ready to dress and drag and do the hula. Ok, maybe not that, but at least I had enough energy to probably carry everyone here to our destination with out any problem.

Smiling, I turned his head so that I could kiss him on the lips. He didn't pull back, but he didn't make the kiss deeper either so I was the one to break the kiss and turn to walk towards the camp.

"I don't know. I'll have to think about it." With that we both walked towards the camp. It wasn't until we were half way there that Jacob slid his hand into mine. I simply smiled and shook my head.

"Ok, do the ghosts still have control over our bodies?" I asked as we walked slowly back to camp in the dark morning hours.

"It's completely possible. Hell, I hope that's what it is." Jacob muttered, almost under his breath. I simply chuckled in response. That was probably what it was. Why should I care?

It didn't take us very long to reach the edge of the camp, which was quiet and untouched. Last night things were in disarray and this morning, things were still in disarray. That meant that there weren't any bears coming to say hello. Well that was just too bad. A bear would have been nice for a snack with the whole vampire family. Then I remembered that Emily and Bella were with us and thought better of that idea.

Then something came to mind. Bella. She was here. Fuck. Pulling my hand out of Jacob's I ran it though my hair and glanced at the human tent. She was probably sound asleep, unaware of what hand just happened. Hell the only people that might have a clue is my family, but even then they probably think we were out fighting all last night not what actually happened.

Sighing I glanced at the fire pit and sat down next to it. Jacob didn't say a word. He just looked at me and walked into the werewolf tent where he could sleep for a few hours. Right now would be a great time to fall asleep. I wouldn't have to think over what I had just done. Fuck. I hated being a vampire.

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Sorry for taking so damn long. My aunt passed away, I came back home to my mom's place, I'm getting ready for school, and a few other things. My life is just hectic and I don't really have time for too much writing, but I finally got this chapter done. No this isn't everything that is going to happen, but it will be similar I guess. If you are still confused about what was happening to Edward it was just that he was turning into the human that was inside of him. That's why he could feel the heartbeat, the fear, everything. Anyway, I hope you liked this chapter. Sorry for the shortness of it. - Nikki