Sorry for the wait. I had thing to do and didn't have enough time. And I said this chapter maybe a Jacob POV but I changed my mind (I do that a lot) but maybe in the future I'll make one, anyway here's chapter 5 :)

I started moving my lips on Jacob's, but he was unresponsive and frozen. Just so I could get him to do something I unwrapped my arms from his neck, grabbed his forearms and brought them around my waist, pulling him closer to me. That snapped him out of shock and he started hugging me to him and moving his lips frantically on mine.

He unwrapped one of his arms to shut the door behind me and he started walking us backwards to his bed. Then he picked me up and set me down on the middle of his red velvet bed with him hovering over me, all without breaking the kiss.

I was running my finger through his short black hair when I felt his tongue run along my bottom lip, asking for entrance. I never french kissed a guy before. Yeah, I kissed two or three guys in high school, but I never had their tongue in my mouth. Saliva exchange in my opinion was just gross but I wanted to get this shit over and done with so I opened my mouth to let him.

He tasted minty. Thank god! I really didn't want to deal with bad breathe. His hands where running up and down my side while I was unbuttoning his navy blue button down. After I got all the buttons I took it off his shoulders and pulled away to look at him.

Holy shit! This dude must be on steroids. He had a well defined eight pack and chest. It almost made me drool, but I didn't. I stared at his upper body with wide eyes for I don't know how long until I heard Jacob chuckling.

"Like what you see?" he asked, still chuckling, with a smirk on his face.

"Shut up." I sighed. I grabbed a fist fill of his hair and brought his face down to mine. I kissed him frantically while running my hands up and down his chest, my nails lightly scratched his nipples and he groaned. Then he surprised me when he pulled away from my lips, grabbed both my wrists in his huge hands and put them above my head.

"What the hell are you doing?" I asked a little breathless.

"I can't do this," he mumbled before dropping my wrists and sitting on the edge of the bed. I could still see the obvious bulge in his dress pants.

"Why not?" I felt both relieved and kind of rejected. I realized I'm not as pretty as some of the girls he's probably banged but it's still insulting when I'm offering sex and he doesn't want it.

"Because it would feel like I was taking advantage of you," he whispered looking at his hands instead of me.

"Taking advantage? I'm giving you the advantage," I argued, getting up to sit next to him.

"I don't want to have sex with you as repayment for anything. I want it to be for something more."

"Like what?"

"For love," he said softly while looking intensely in my eyes.

"Have all the others you slept with been for love?" I asked raising an eyebrow.

"No, it was more for fun, but I'm sick of playing the same game. I know that if I keep doing want I'm doing I'll end up lonely forever. I want to be married one day with a wife and kids. I'm almost thirty so it's about time I start settling down."

"Aww...that's so sweet," I cooed at him.

"Thanks, Nessie," he mumbled.

"I'm kidding. It's just you look like the kind of dude that wouldn't really give a shit about marriage and kids."

"I used to be," was all he said.

I was quiet for a few seconds. Jacob was still shirtless looking at his hands instead of me.

"So how many kids do you want to have?" I asked trying to break the awkward silence.

"Three," he said with a smile.

I nodded. "What kind of women are you looking for in a wife?" I asked nervously. I knew Jacob could probably find a women better than me in the looks department, but still didn't want to think about it.

He finally looked me in the eyes so intensely that I almost looked away but Jacob grabbed my chin and pulled my face back to his. I felt my face heat up from blushing.

"You," he whispered softly.

"What?"

"I knew you were what I wanted when I first saw you at the auction. You were like my own angel sent from heaven just for me alone," he said softly.

I stood up. "So that's what you want me for? The mystery of why you even bothered with me is because you want me to be your baby momma?" I screeched.

He sighed and rubbed both of his hand over his face. Then he stood up and grabbed both of my upper arms in his huge hands. I tried to get him off me but he wouldn't budge and his grip was so tight it hurt.

"You know, your accusations about me not only hurt but they also piss me off!" he growled close to my ear. I gulped, afraid that he might hit me or beat the shit out of me. He didn't though and just pushed me down on his bed roughly.

"I'm going to take a shower. When I get back you better not be in here," he said in a cold voice I'd never heard him use before. After that, he walked toward the door and slammed it shut.

I never really knew Jacob would get that pissed over something like that. Leah said he had anger problems, but he always seemed carefree and nice around me. I didn't really think he would get that pissed about thinking he wanted me for his baby momma.

When I hear the water running next door, I got up and walked back to my bathroom before he saw me in here and got even more pissed.

When I was in my room I took off the baby doll lingerie, and put on a cami and plaid pajama pants and climbing into bed.

Tonight sure as hell didn't go as planned. I don't know if I should be relieved or not, but I guess I'll have to figure out a new plan on how to get Jacob not to hate me after what I said. Hopefully he'll forget about this tomorrow morning.

— — —

When I woke up this morning I looked at the alarm clock on the dresser and saw it was ten o'clock. I got up and walked out to the kitchen. I went to the kitchen and saw a note on the refrigerator.

Nessie,

Went to work. Do whatever the hell you want while I'm gone. I really don't give a shit.

Jacob

Yup, he's still pissed. Great.

I sighed and threw the note in the trash can. I grabbed a bowl and made myself Cheerios for breakfast. When I was done I went to the bathroom, brushed my teeth and put my hair in a ponytail. I went back in my room and put on a pair of denim jeans, a white tee shirt, and a cotton pink jacket with a pair of black flats.

After I was done, I sat on the couch in the living room, flipping through channels on the flat screen. I settled a rerun marathon of the Jersey Shore on MTV. I hadn't seen this show since high school. Reality shows were my guilty pleasure.

While watching the show, I heard a shrill ring. The phone. It was on the side table next to the couch. I picked it up and answered it.

"Hello?"

"Pet how ya doing?" Leah's voice asked from the other side.

"Leah?"

"The one and only. I was just checking to see if everything's going alright," she asked in a nonchalant tone, like she really didn't care to check up on me.

"Um...yeah, why?"

"You sure? Because Jacob came in here this morning looking pissed. Did you two get in a fight?" she demanded.

I sighed. "Yeah we kinda did. I told Jacob that he was only using me for his baby momma and he got mad at me," I explained defeated.

"Jacob would get mad about that," Leah grumbled through the phone. "Hey it's my lunch break in a minute, how about I pick you up and bring you to the office so you two can kiss and make up cause if Jacob is in a bad mood everybody's in a bad mood."

"Umm...okay. Hey, Leah, does he have a lunch?" May as well kiss his ass and make him a lunch to get on his good side.

"I don't think so. But Jacob loves food so make him one and give it to him so he can stop his little bitch fest here," she mumbled.

"Okay, see you in a few Leah. Bye."

"Bye pet," Then she hung up.

When I put the phone back I ran into the kitchen and looked for something to make for Jacob. I searched through the cabinets for something to make when I saw a pack of medium sub rolls. A sub was short, sweet and easy to make, I didn't want to make him something fancy. I also found some Doritos and put them in a plastic baggy.

After I finished, I heard the door bell ring and ran to the front door to answer it. Leah was there with a huge smirk on his face.

"Did you make it?" she asked.

"Yeah," I whispered, blushing and looking down at my shoes.

"Aww...you're such a nice little girlfriend," Leah cooed, pinching my cheek.

"Whatever, the only reason I'm going over there to apologize to that ass is because you wanted me to," I said.

Leah rolled her eyes. "If you say so. Just come on."

—

After a few minutes of driving Leah parked her car on the curb in front of a huge building that was about forty or fifty stories.

Leah and I got out of her silver Lexus and walked through front doors.

There were two women sitting next to each other at the front desk. One was blonde and one was brunette. Both of them looked up at Leah and I when we walked up.

"Leah who's your guest?" the brunette asked, her name tag said Amy.

"This is Nessie. She's Jacob's pet," Leah said with a wave of her hand.

"Leah!" I hissed. She ignored me.

Both the girls behind the counter gave me death glares before the blonde muttered, "go ahead." Leah thanked them and walked to the right down a wide corridor with a elevator. Leah pressed the button and waited.

"Why the hell were those bitches glaring at me?" I asked Leah.

She rolled her eyes. "They both slept with Jake and they probably think you're his girlfriend, so, that's why."

I didn't say anything after that. When the elevator doors opened, we walked in and Leah pressed a button for the thirty-fourth floor. When the doors opened I saw a bunch of cubicles with people siting in them.

"You work in one of these?" I asked Leah, pointing to the cubicles.

"Hell no!" she snorted. "That's only for the people that keep a track of the J.B mechanics around the world. You know, like how much each shop makes in a month and if they need any supplies they call us and ask for money to buy them. But anyway Jacob, Seth, Embry, and I occupy the only four offices on this floor."

I nodded.

"Follow me, pet," Leah said, walking down a hallway past the cubicles to a mahogany door that was most likely her office. She turned the knob and opened it.

The walls of the office were a light gray. There was a black desk in the middle with with stacks of papers on it, a black leather love seat against the right side of the wall and three filing cabinets up against the left side.

"Umm...I thought I was going to meet Jacob."

"You are don't worry. I know it must be killing you to be away from your master, but I love messing with Jake so I have to do this. Just have a seat and relax," Leah said, pointing to the love seat. I sighed and sat down like she suggested.

Leah went and sat on the leather seat behind her desk, grabbed the phone, dialed a few numbers and then leaned back in her chair with a smug smile on her face.

I heard loud ringing and knew she put it on speaker. After two rings, Jacob answered.

"What the fuck do you want Leah! I was calling your ass ten minutes ago where the fuck were you!" Jacob yelled through the phone.

"Hey Jake, nice to meet you too. I just wanted to see if you were in a better mood than before, but you apparently answered that question," Leah said with a laugh.

"Just what do you want Leah?" he growled through the phone.

"I have a surprise for you," she sang.

"If it's a fuck than I'll come over there and we'll have a quicky. But other than that I'm not going over there."

That was what set me off. I got up and before Leah could say anything I pressed a red button that apparently hung him up.

"What the hell, Nessie?" Leah asked me in disbelief.

"Where's his office?" I said in as a calm voice as I could.

"What?"

"I said where the fuck is his office?" I said harsher than I meant to.

"Um...down the hall last door on you right." I was already out the door before she was already half way finished.

I power walked down the hall with people looking at me in confusion, wondering who the hell I was. When I got to the door that had a gold plate that said Jacob Black, I banged at the door with both my fists.

"Who the fuck is doing that?" I heard a small voice asked that definitely wasn't Jacobs. It sounded more feminine. So he was already fucking someone in his office. Oh, hell no! I turned the knob to find it opened and banged the door so far back it hit the wall.

The sight before me definitely wasn't what I wanted to see. Jacob was hovering over a women that was bent over his desk. He was shirtless and the buttons on the woman's blouse were unbuttoned, showing her bra. Her pencil skirt was also pulled up to her thighs and not showing anything, thank god.

Jacob's face was completely blank while the woman was shooting daggers at me.

"Ness what are you doing..."

He didn't get to finish before I exploded, "WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING!"

"Is she your girlfriend, Mr. Black?" the woman asked pushing Jacob back so she could stand up.

"Um..." was all Jacob could say.

"NOT ANYMORE! Hell not ever after this shit!" I yelled.

"Well, I'll leave you two alone. See you later, Mr. Black." she said in what was supposed to be a rough seductive voice, but she sounded more like a man.

She walked out the door, but not before she shot me a quick glare. I didn't even look at her because I was shooting my own glares at Jacob.

When she walked out the door I continued yelling at Jacob.

"What the fuck was that!"

"Uh..."

"I can't fucking believe you! So what you fucking said last night was just a load of shit then! God I'm so pissed right now!" I screamed.

"Well, I didn't fucking ask you to come here, so don't you yell at me!" Jacob said through clenched teeth.

"Oh what the fuck ever! I'm not the one who acts like a goddamn bitch on her period just because of something someone else says. And the reason I came here was because I was sorry for what happened last night and wanted to apologize by making you a lunch, jackass." I spat throwing the lunch I made at his chest.

He looked down at the brown paper bag then back up at me. His face didn't show anger anymore. It was complete shock.

"You made me lunch?"

"Yeah, you bastard, I did. But forget it. It doesn't matter now."

"Nessie, I'm sorry."

"Sorry? You're not sorry. You have the look and money right? Why do you have to be sorry to a poor homeless girl that's so low in your standards that you shouldn't even look at her let alone apologize," I whispered. I could feel tears burning my eyes I tried to blink them away but they fell anyway.

"Nessie..." he whispered. He raised his hand out to me and walked slowly towards me but I backed away and shook my head.

"Just leave me alone!" I yelled at him before turning around and running out the door. There was a crowd of people out the door that were probably, no definitely, listening to mine and Jacob's argument. But I didn't care. I ran past them all and pushed any that were in my way. I ran back to the elevator and pressed the button.

"Nessie, wait!" I heard two voices yell after me, Jacob and Leah, but I ignored them. And as soon as the elevator doors opened I pressed the button for one, hoping it was the right one to get out of here. The last thing I saw before the doors closed was Jacob's face, looking both devastated and pained. Good. Now he knows exactly how I feel.

When the elevator stopped on the bottom floor I all but bolted out of the place. Not even glancing at the two bitch receptionists at the front desk, I ran out the front door and down an alley that was completely empty. I ran until I got to and chain-link fence. I leaned my back against the fence and buried my face in both my hands and started balling.

How could he do that? He said that I was his personal angel sent for him alone, but then he goes and fucks some other girl behind my back? We never really declared ourselves as boyfriend and girlfriend, but you don't say something like that and mess around with someone else. It hurts. I was actually starting to trust him and even like him a little, but I guess that's all my fault really. I was stupid enough to believe all the crap he said.

While I was sitting on the ground crying, I heard a shuffle next to me I looked up, but was met with a metal crowbar. Then everything went black.