Hey guys! Some things are different in my story just so you guys know. I'm changing some things about Bella and Jake's history. I'm only doing it from Roxy POV but, maybe I'll sneak in others. The ages are different as well. So don't say I didn't warn you. Lol!

Here are the ages of the Pack and their Imprints:

Jacob-21

Roxy-21

Seth-19

Leah-26

Embry-21

Quil-21

Claire-18

Paul-22

Rachel-26

Jared-20

Kim-20

Sam-26

Emily-25

Brady-18

Collin-18

Alright, Enjoy Chapter 2!

I'm a WHAT?

Chapter 2: Woke Up Outside and Naked

Previously:

"Shit! It's most likely, Rose." I said, before picking up.

"Hello?"

"Where the hell are you?" Rose screamed. Jake mouthed aye.

"I found him so I'm going to be staying for a little while until I get some answers." I said innocently.

"Oh! I thought you were kidnapped or something." She sighed in relief.

"Me, kidnapped? Never." I laughed.

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah, I'll be fine. I'll call you, okay. Don't worry about me."

"Ok, keep in touch."

"Alright, love you."

"Love you too, bye."

I hung up and leaned my head back on the back on the seat, wondering why I had to confront Leah and Sam in that alley.

Roxy's POV

The drive after our little conversation was silence. Time passed and later on, Jake pulled over by a one-floor house. I'm guessing it was his. The house was made out of wood with two big windows on each side of it.

I bet it's big on the inside. There was a certain detail that caught my attention and that had to be the grass. Even though some of the parts were decayed, the smell of freshly cut grass was very hypnotizing. I simply wanted to roll in that grass.

"What would I do to roll in that grass?" I sighed.

Fuck, did I say that out loud?

"What?" Jake laughed while jumping out of the car.

I covered myself from the sun and met up with Jake at his porch. That's when I saw four russet skinned guys – more like a group – walking out of the woods then proceeding to stand by Jake's side. I recognized Seth on the spot, but the others...no idea who were they.

Seth was surprised when I jumped on the porch and gave him a friendly squeeze. Did Jake just growl? According to Jake, the two youngest ones were Collin and Brady. Those two were adorable. Then Jared came into the picture. The guy looked like a bitch. I wasn't going to like him much, I can tell.

Embry came in hopping on one foot out of the woods – he was having difficulty putting his pants on.

"Now that you guys are here, Embry and Seth, you guys make sure Roxy doesn't leave. Jared, Collin, Brady, start patrolling." Jake instructed.

"Hey! I don't need a baby sitter!" I insisted. "Why would I go out on the fucking daylight knowing that I would sparkle and cause attention to myself?" I argued.

"Roxy, it's just precaution…." Jake said, but I cut him off.

"Precaution my ass." I growled before storming into the inside of the house.

After Jacob…yes I was a bitch to him, but I'm calling him that for a while. Anyways, after he left, I pretty much scanned the house. There were empty pizza boxes on the table, and not much in the refrigerator.

"You must go over someone's house to eat then." I mumbled to myself.

There were a couple of pictures settled by the little wooden stand up affront near the door. His family, the pack, all picture perfect. Right by the picture frame was a photo album and me being the curious type, I picked it up and started skimming through the pages.

I had to laugh at some of these pictures. They were all too funny. One was of Jacob and his sisters playing dress up with him. Jake was their dummy! As I continued looking through the album, a picture came up. There was a beautiful woman in the picture, smiling brightly at the camera; she held Jacob and his sisters. It was their mom.

I haven't made contact with my mother for two years now. Last year, I was forbidden to contact anyone and the year before that was awful. My brother, Matt, had a date, and unfortunately, never made his way back home. It was a tough moment for the family: Mom, Dad, and I were all going through some harsh moments.

Matt and I were very close. He was two years older than me which would make him 23. There were too many memories that invaded the house, I couldn't possibly stay there, it was tearing me apart so I decided to go off to college, away from home.

Shaking my head, I pushed the memories back and continued my raiding. Cautiously, I made my way across the living room, then passing the kitchen, and making a stop at his room. I wasn't sure on what things I was going to find here. Perhaps a girl's panties, I mean, after all, he does have that smile that makes you want to drop yours. Ha! I was somewhat surprised when I entered his room.

The bed wasn't made and the room wasn't exactly the definition for cleanse, in fact, it was a mess in here. Clothes were hanging out of his dresser drawers, now that's how messy it was. I took a quick peek behind, just to see if anyone was to witness my upcoming action, then after making sure no one was there, I launched myself into his unmade bed.

I inhaled deeply and all I could smell was Jake. Trees and body wash; a familiar scent. I smiled at how silly I probably must have looked right now, but I couldn't care any less. I jolted out of my thoughts when I heard a car pull over affront of Jake's house. I ran back downstairs in a flash before anyone could see where I was. Anyone can tell that I was up to no good because of these flushed cheeks of mine.

A girl who looked in her mid 20's came in. Holy shit! Did Jake have a girlfriend? She was tall with a sweet mocha colored skin tone, black silky long hair that stopped above her ribcage, and she had a nice figure. OMG! Her eyes were similar to those of Jakes. She must be his sister. What a reliever that was.

When she entered, she stopped midway before coming in any further. She was shooting daggers at me because, well, what are the chances of finding a strange girl in your brother's place? She was most likely thinking that I'm sleeping with Jake. Ha. I wish.

"Who the hell are you? What are you doing in my brother's house?" She asked; glints of suspiciousness clear in her eyes.

"Well, I'm Roxy." I introduced myself. "Your brother and his goons are keeping me here against my will…are you Rachel or Rebecca?"

"Rachel." She said, but suddenly paused. "Wait a minute, why are they holding you hostage?" She asked whilst closing the door and coming into the kitchen.

"I have no clue." I said. "Maybe he wants to keep me all to himself." I joked.

Rachel smirked at me as she eyed me from head to toe. I reciprocated her actions as well. She wore dark low rise jeans and a white tank top with black flip flips. Four colorful bracelets embraced her wrist, she also had butterfly tattoo there.

"What's up with the getup? Its scorching hot outside, the sun rarely comes out, and you're wearing that." She laughed.

"I like wearing this, thank you very much. Besides, I don't go out much."

She looked at me as if she was deep in thought for that minute. Rachel then walked up to me, pulled my hand, and began to lead me toward the door. I halted immediately which caused Rachel to jerk back. She turned, scowled at me, and grabbed my hand once more.

"What are you doing? Let's go. I'm taking you out of prison." She yelled.

"I can't go outside, Rachel." I insisted.

"Why not?"

"Because." I argued.

"Because, why?" She glowered. Alright, so I'm becoming officially scared of Rachel.

"…You know what your brother and his friends are right?" I hesitated. A lie or two would be necessary if she didn't know what Jake was.

"Yeah, they're wolves." She nodded. "What does this have to do with anything?" Rachel asked impatiently.

"I…sparkled?" It was more of a question than a statement.

"You…spark…oh…" Her eyes widened for she realized that I was no human.

"But, recently, I'm not sure what to call myself." I shrugged.

"Can I see?"

I took a moment to think it through. No harm would come if I simply stuck a hand outside. With that, I nodded. Opening the door, Rachel stepped out first, and then came me. I stretched one hand out, but nothing happened.

I was fucking freaking out when I didn't sparkle. Holy crap! I tentatively walked my whole body into the sun – something that I did rarely – yet nothing happened. I looked down my arms once more because I simply couldn't grasp the fact that I wasn't sparkling.

"I thought you said you would be like Tinker Bell, but why the hell do you look like a gaping fish?" She sniffed a giggle.

"Well, I probably look like a fucking gaping fish because I was told I could fucking sparkle when obviously I don't!" I yelled.

"You said…" Rachel began.

"I never actually checked." I chuckled nervously, walking to my car.

"You're an idiot Roxy, but I like you." She laughed, following me.

I was roasting in these clothes of mine, so I pop open the trunk. Inside, there sat my duffel bag of wonder. I put my guns on safety lock first, and then threw them in my duffel.

Within a minute, I had on a sexy blue cocktail micro mini dress, large silver hoop earrings, and a gold Juicy Couture heart ring with lip gloss inside. My black pumps had spikes all over it, except, for the four inch heel were open toe with an ankle strap.I look without a doubt hot!

"If I were a lesbian and I wasn't dating Paul...I would totally go out with you, Roxy." Rachel smirked, holding back a smile.

"You're dating Paul?" I yelled whilst we both go into my car.

"Yep. And I own has ass!" she said proudly.

"I can tell." I snickered.

Rachel gave me directions to Emily's place. Unfortunately, she was Sam's wife. Rachel had filled in all the details about the pack. Leah was involved with Sam and soon they were to be wedded, but when Sam met Emily, his world flipped.

Just a week before the wedding, she walked in on them making out on her couch, both half naked. To make a long story short, Sam broke up with Leah that same day and called the wedding off. Sam and Emily were engaged 2 months later and now they are officially married.

Leah hasn't forgiven them since. I don't blame her. I'd cut Sam's balls off, castrate them off and shove it down Emily's throat, but, hey that's just me saying. Rachel went onto the other's stories briefly, but I was purely interested in Jake's stories. I listened closely.

"Poor Jake," Rachel sighed. "He was heartbroken when this Bella girl broke his heart over and over again."

"What happened?" I asked, curiously.

"Well," She started. "Jake was head over heels for her since he was 4 or something. Her parents got divorced, so she had to move in with her mom to Phoenix. Sometime later, she comes back to live with her dad until she finish high school. I don't why though, but I honestly don't care any less. Anyway, she gets a boyfriend, Edmund or something, not sure of his name."

"They go out for a year. So, a couple of days after her birthday, Edmund dumped her, and of course, my brother was there for her when she needed him. I'm going to skip some parts since we're almost there. Jake and Bella had something going on, but, once her boyfriend returns 6 months later, begging for another chance saying stuff like he did it to protect her and for her to have a normal life so she takes him back without a second glance to the person who she truly deeply hurt. He tried getting her back for months even when everyone knew it was a lost cause. I hate her so bad, Rox." Rachel breathed.

"Sounds like a true bitch if you ask me. I wouldn't dare of hurting someone like that." I growled quietly, pondering on how Jake must have felt. For a strange reason, some parts of the story seemed oddly familiar.

"It doesn't end there. After everything she's done to him, she sends him an invitation to her wedding! That's the icing on the fucking cake! My little brother was devastated. All of what had happened to him, well, the results were of him running away for months! He came back just different. When he found out that Bella was pregnant, he didn't care. He simply took his alpha position that Sam was basically holding for him. I haven't heard of Bella, her husband, or the baby since. He hates talking about it. My dad and I are mostly worried about him. He doesn't talk about it to anyone. It has been a couple of years after all." She finished.

I drove, sinking in all of what she had told me. Jake needed someone physically, mentally, and emotionally to be there for him. He gave his whole heart to that one girl and she ripped it up like it was nothing. But he was…no is something. He's human and for that he shouldn't have gone through that awful experience alone.

"Rachel, how did you pass Embry and Seth? They were near the house." I wondered all of a sudden.

"Oh, I scared them off. I told them to get lost while you were changing."

The rest of the ride was pretty quiet, well, that is until I saw the little house up ahead. It kind of looked like a cabin. Anyway, Rachel and I exited the car, and then everything went dead silent. One minute, Rachel was by my side, the next, she's in Paul's arms.

Sam still wore that stupid glare on his face. Other than that, everything was tensing. Paul was continually checking Rachel to see if she was alright. What the fuck? Jake walked up to me, arms crossed, and he had this expression plastered on his face as if he was trying to look stern but, it seemed to me that he's was just assuming.

"How did you get out?" He asked, but that's when he noticed Embry and Seth running towards us.

"Sorry man." Embry was panting, probably from racing so quick.

"Rachel is scary." Seth said, glancing at her.

"I walked out of the door with Rachel, Jake." I smirked, mimicking his posture.

Jake's eyes darken when he took all of me in. I fidgeted under his gaze, aware that I was blushing.

"Yeah! About that Jake, what the hell? You had a girl held captive against her will in your house!" Rachel yelled at her younger brother.

Paul leaned down and whispered something in Rachel's ear that she couldn't quite hear.

"Oh, sorry Jake, I didn't know."

"Know what?" I growled in frustration.

"Nothing!" Everyone said simultaneously.

I sighed, looking up above at the clear sky. When I had my gaze downwards, their jaws dropped. I knew what they were looking at. Gosh.

"Eyes up here guys! It was too hot and this was all I had left to wear so deal with it." I snapped, walking past everyone. I headed toward the elders. They were older than everyone else here. There was an old man who looked like Jake; he was in a wheelchair, while the other two were sitting in chairs.

"Hi, I'm Roxy Felis Wilson. I'm guessing you're Jake's dad considering he looks a whole lot like you." I laughed nervously because of the way the old man was staring at me.

"Hey Roxy. You're right, the one and only. Call me Billy. Over there are Sue and Old Quil." He stated with a smile.

"Nice to meet you all." I managed before Rachel yanked me away.

She caught me off guard and I went tumbling into a hot chest. When I looked up, my breath caught up in my throat. Jake held so much happiness, concern, and a little anger. His hot hands were on my lower back and it felt just way too good. I swear that we were moving toward one another, that is, until distraction came up.

"Jake, quit trying to suck the girl's face. Everyone, let's go inside for some breakfast and then we'll talk." Billy stifled a giggle.

Jake straightened us up and smiled nervously at me.

"Come on, Rox." He smiled brightly at me.

With that, he grabbed my hand and dragged me inside since my legs didn't want to work with me. The house was a bit stuffy because of the amount of people inside and the heat in the room. I saw a beautiful woman who seemed in her late 20's carrying a little boy – 5 years old I'm guessing - in her arms. She had three awful scars running from her hair line to her chin on the right side of her face. Sam walked up to her and kissed her forehead. I knew who she was now: Emily.

Everyone headed for the kitchen. Ladies and kids were the first one to be served their meals of course. As for me, I was starving over all the delicious food, but the one thing that caught my attention was bacon. I took a whole bunch of bacon along with two slices of toast. I proceeded to sit on the long table and devoured my meal.

The wolves looked like a pack of fucking wolves as they snatched up whatever food they had on their plates. Rachel was on my right and Jake was on my left. Once everyone was settled, Billy began talking to me.

"So, Roxy, as much as I wouldn't want to disturb you with your bacon," Everyone chuckled. "Tell us about yourself." Billy said.

"Gladly." I smiled. "Where to start? Well, I'm 21 years of age, I'm single, and I love bacon." I joked.

The room was filled with laughter after my little joke right there.

"All jokes aside, I was born and raised in Portland, Oregon. I lived with my parents and older brother …" Billy interrupted.

"What are your parent's names?"

Odd question right there. I gazed at Billy; it seemed as if he was trying to put the pieces together in a puzzle.

"Umm…Vincent and Lorraine Wilson were my parents and my brother was Matt." I shrugged, unaware of why he needed the information.

I told them everything. All including from what had happened to my brother and afterwards. Jake held my hand beneath the table the whole time sometime that brought comfort to me. He noticed that I was having difficulty when I told about my brother.

I liked them. I felt completely safe with the pack, even if I don't sympathize with some of them. I couldn't care any less. When I went to the part where I was bitten by neon-blue-eye guy, Billy, Sue, and Old Quil listened closely.

"….And here I am now with wonderful people and…" I stopped mid-sentence and clutched my stomach.

It felt as if I had eaten something rotten and I was in the brink of vomiting. I excused myself rapidly, asked where the bathroom was, and ran to it as fast as I could in my 4-inch heels. I slammed the door shut, almost splitting the door in half, and then I threw up everything up.

I heard Jake outside the door, asking me if I was alright. I could feel my heart beat raise as the itching did. Looking into the mirror, I noticed the freakiest thing. My eyes were glowing! Something caught my attention. I turned to see towards the small window at the side and I saw them. Those blue eyes in the woods. They were beckoning me to come home.

Over my body's free will, I ran out of the bathroom and then I was out of the front door in a split second. I felt the familiar pull when Jake was near me and he was hot on my trail. I almost, almost, reached the edge of the woods when out of the damn blue; someone knocked me to the ground.

I fought the person in order to escape, but they didn't move. I barely heard my name being called. I looked at my capturer only to notice it was Jake. He looked pained and I realize that my little stunt back there looked as I was leaving him. I stopped fighting him, looked into woods, only to see that he was gone.

"What the hell was that Roxy? One moment, you're in the bathroom blowing chunk and the next you're running like a bat out of hell to nothing?" Jake shouted.

"I saw him, Jake. I saw him." I whispered. Our eyes were focused on each other's.

"Was he out there? We didn't smell him."

"He was here! He ran away from you guys chasing me and I almost had him." I went on.

Jake held my face and spoke to me.

"Listen to me, Roxy! I'm going to take a look, okay?" I really didn't want him to go.

"No, no! Stay with me? Please Jake." I pleaded.

"Rachel will stay with. I'll be back." He sprinted off with Paul and Leah by his side.

I watched as they disappeared into the woods. Ugh! I hated this susceptible feeling inside. It sucks hairy balls. It happened though. Jake took part of my heart with him, even if he had no idea.

"This sucks!" I complained. "I hate this vulnerable feeling." I stood next to Rachel.

"I know, but everyone has it in them." Rachel smiled and led me to the inside of the house.

Around 4 PM, Jake, Paul, and Leah hadn't returned. The older people were already gone, claiming they had council stuff to do. I was worn out, but my persistency told me to wait for Jake.

Emily served some soup for my stomach while the normal ate damn crackers and Ginger Ale. I honestly wanted to yell at someone, whoever, and go back to Jake's place. That would most likely settle my stomach. I was pulled out of my thoughts when Paul, Leah, and Jake came through the front door. Everyone began to leave, all except for Leah, Paul, Rachel, Emily, Sam, Jake, and I.

"We lost him. At first, there weren't any sighting of him, and the he pops out right in front of us." Jake sighed in frustration.

"He jumped out of a fucking tree in front of us!" Paul barked.

"You didn't hurt him, right?" I asked. It felt as if I were connected to this blue-eyed guy. Not in the way I felt for Jake, but in completely different way.

"Did we hurt him? No, he got away!" Bitch snapped at me. I growled at her.

They talk about Mr. Blue eyes for an extent of time. It was already 9 PM when we left. Time goes by when you chatter too much. Ha. We said our goodbyes and left Sam's and Emily's abode.

The car ride was quiet as it had frequently been since I came to La Push. When we arrived, we said nothing to one another. I shut my mouth because Jake looks as if he didn't want to talk at the moment. I stood quietly, waiting for Jake to get off the phone with Brady and Leah. Once he hung up, he turned t me.

"Okay, you can sleep in the guest room right over there." He pointed.

"Here is a towel and some clothes for you." Jake handed them to me. "I have patrol tonight. Are you going to be okay here by yourself?" He asked.

"Yeah, I'll be fine. I'm tired anyway. Thanks for letting me stay here Jake, and thanks for all the other stuff." I said.

"It's no problem at all."

Jake was making his way out when I grabbed him by the arm. Here goes nothing. I reached up to him and pecked him on the lips. That one tiny kiss had sparks of fireworks surrounding it. I pulled back and smiled at him.

"Goodnight Jacob." I turned and walked toward the bathroom.

About 45 minutes later, I was snuggling in the warm sheet covers of the bed. Today's events went through my head like a small clip. I slowly drifted into one bizarre dream.

...

I was zipping through the woods as if there were no tomorrow. I noticed four huge black paws, those were my paws. I pounced on a couple of deer, picked them up, and only the bones were left scattered on the ground.

After licking my paws clean, instincts kicked in and told me to make a run for it. I immediately did. I turned, but only to see Brady growling and snapping at me. I chose fight instead of flight. It was a horrid fight. I left him on the ground with broken bones, but once I heard the pack of wolves approaching, I fled. I was cut and my paws weren't specifically in their best condition.

I was woken from my slumber by the chirping near me. I swatted the noise, and then, drowsily, I tried pulling the covers off me, but there was nothing. When I opened my eyes, I screamed bloody murder. I was outside, eyes opened, and completely nude.

"What the hell?" I panicked.

HeHe! So...what do I have up my sleeve you guys? lol What's wrong with Roxy and whose this Mr. Blue Eyes? I'll give you one hint...He's someone she knows very well. Stay tuned for Chapter 3!