Part Three: My Girl's in the Next Room, Sometimes I Wish She Was You

Bonnie and I spent a lot of time together, laughing, running around, playing tricks on each other just like we were kids. We ran in the fields barefoot, I introduced her to the pack and she watched as I transformed into a werewolf with extreme interest.

"That was amazing." Bonnie commented, grinning at me as she waited for me to become human again.

'I'm not changing back in front of you.' I told her with my new power which allowed me to project thoughts into selected people with Quilete blood.

"Why not?" She challenged.

'Because …'

"What if I told you a secret about me?"

'I already know everything about you.'

"Shit." Bonnie responded as I howled. I turned to go into the woods and change back, but Bonnie followed me. I hadn't noticed until she was standing directly behind me and I could suddenly hear her breathing. "Witch, remember?"

"Cheater." I growled, slipping on my shorts before she could see anything else.

"I know." Bonnie looked at me suddenly and I clinched my jaw to stop me from making any dangerous moves towards her.

"Damn … can you stop looking at me like that? It's way too sexy and we're trying to do the friends thing golden lips." I complained as she smiled and pouted as though she were posing for a picture. When she stood there a little too long, I knew that a thought was churning in her head.

"When's the last time you've gotten wasted at a club?" Bonnie asked as I shrugged in response. "Perfect. Get your ass dressed. We're going out."

I followed Bonnie wherever she wanted to go, dancing and drinking whatever she did, just to prove that I could keep up. And that night Bonnie kept her promise to me and didn't take advantage of my intoxication. She did however kiss me in such a way that I would never forget. And I was nearly heart-broken when she had to leave. Again.

I'm twenty-eight now. I look about eighteen though and Nessie looks about twenty even though she is much, much younger than that.

I hear from Bonnie every once in a while. We used to talk every day, but it just got too hard to be on the phone with her in front of Nessie and have to filter myself. I couldn't call her babe, honey, golden lips … any of the things that I used to say when we were just us.

I wasn't expecting anything that night. It was just a normal day with my fiancé, soon to be wife, coming home from her part time job after school. We decided it was better to wait until after college to marry. And for the first couple of years of college, she went to a school, a lesser school just because it had a short commute, just to be closer to me.

"How was school babe?"

"Tiring." Nessie replied with her sweeter-than-sugar voice.

"Work?"

"Not too bad."

"So … I guess I'll see you in bed?" I asked carefully, not wanting to sound like I was pushing her or anything. Edward was really old fashioned and I completely got the no sex before marriage thing. It wasn't revolutionary and it made our relationship harder, but I respected the Cullens completely.

"Sure sweetie."

I stayed up that night, wanting Nessie to go to bed before I did so that we wouldn't be lying in bed awake at the same time. If we were, I didn't know if I could control myself. It was getting harder and harder to control my desires of the flesh. So I decided to stay up.

She was still shuffling around in the room when I heard the call.

I picked up but before any words were spoken, Bonnie's frightened voice echoed in the background. "Jake, please come and find me. Hurry."

I was out of the house into my wolf form as fast I could, but I did so only to realize that I didn't know where Bonnie was. Not exactly.

It was times like these when I was grateful for the pack and the stupid drills we had to do, one of which was a locator … which basically meant I had to tap into everything I had, focus everything on Bonnie in order to find her. And it took about an hour to get to Virginia from Washington, but I did.

"Bonnie?" I broke into the house, sweating and naked. It didn't matter. I had no shame.

"Bravo. He's pretty fast." A lanky, yet spuriouswhite guy clapped as though I had put on a good show. He was a vamp. I could tell by the smell of him.

"Damon, don't be stupid. This is between us." Bonnie appeared from the shadows. She had been badly bruised, but she looked ready and alert for anything.

"You. Out." I demanded.

"I should be giving you dog commands." He responded with a jovial smile. "But in case you wanted to know … I was through with her anyway. I thought about maybe turning her-"

"You wouldn't dare." I threatened.

"Oh, but it's halfway done. My blood is circulating through her body as we speak and if Bonnie would stop being such a fighter, she could join my team." Damon offered.

"Just go." Bonnie ordered as Damon backed down. He knew he was outnumbered and would lose this battle.

"I may be leaving now, but I'll come back for you my pretty." He promised, forcing his lips onto hers quickly and then disappearing like a flash of lightning. Bonnie looked down disappointed and I knew it was because I caught her enjoying that kiss from Damon.

And it made my blood burn.

(A/N: Just 1 more chapter to go on this one ... I'm posting another one-shot called The Cullen Imprint. Need I say more? And it's not the obvious Cullen either. Love and review. -NL)

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