Tale I'm About To Tell

Disclaimer- I don't own Twilight

Summary- Paul has grown up in a different world away from Wolves, but not to far from Vampires. What happens when he suddenly meets Jacob and an imprint occurs? Paul is shoved into a world that is more complicated then before, especially when the past comes back to bite you. Slash. Rating will go eventually in later chapters.

A lot of people have been asking for a multi-chaptered Paul and Jacob fic, while you got one.

I've realised if I write short chapters I can write a lot more of them. So don't be expecting 5,000 word chapters. They're going to be short and I can write them before I go to bed or after school. Or like this one I wrote in my science class.

THANK YOU FOR THE REVIEWS, AND I AM GLAD PEOPLE ARE INTERESTED IN MY STORY. HOPEFULLY THIS CHAPTER WILL KEEP YOU INTRESTED. KEEP THE REVIEWS COMING.

Paul awoke the next morning to an empty bed. Sitting up the blankets pool around his waist, he squeezed his eyes shut, he had been no where near drunk enough to forget everything from the night before but his head had a dull throbbing sensation. Paul opened his eyes, deep inside he had been hoping Jacob was actually sleeping next to him but he wasn't. There was a sudden knock at the door.

"Yeah."

"Yo Paul James keeps calling and Victoria is threatening to come and break down every door until she finds you." Jason told him opening the door up only enough for him to stick his big head in.

"I'll be gone in a few minutes."

"I need take a shower first." Paul said after a few seconds

"Won't help can smell the wolf on you from miles away." Jason was a young vampire who fed from animal blood instead of human, the very thought tended to make Paul cringe. Paul glared at Jason and growled before launching a pillow at the door.

"Out."

Crawling out of the bed Paul went into the bathroom and turned on the hot water. His muscles ached from never being used like they had been last night. Stepping into the shower Paul tried to wash away all the evidence left from Jacob.

After showering Paul got out and wrapped a towel around his waist before walking back into the room to find his clothes from yesterday. Getting dressed quickly Paul pulled the sheet back up onto the mattress. Jason would have to wash the bedding later.

Walking to the door Paul turned and gave the room a glance over to make sure he wasn't leaving anything. Sticking out from underneath the bed a piece of clothing, picking it up Paul recognized it as the shirt Jacob had been wearing. Slipping it on Paul realised how much larger Jacob was then himself, the shirt practically hung off his figure. Stepping out of the room, Paul waved a lazy hand in Jason direction before leaving the club. Pulling his phone out of his pocket he honestly wasn't that surprised to see 13 messages from Victoria and 2 from James. Paul figured he had about 20 minutes to get home before they would be out hunting him down. The problem with having parentals that didn't sleep, they knew when you didn't return home at night.

After a quick run home Paul barely managed to step inside the door when Victoria was attacking him with her hugs.

"Where were you?" She hadn't even released him from her hug. James stood in the doorway smirking.

"Help me." Paul whined

"No sorry but you didn't return my phone calls either and you reek of dog." Paul was released but he didn't lift his stare from the wooden flooring.

"We slept together and he left sometime during the night."

"Paul.." Victoria tried to think of something to say but all words failed her in that moment.

"You don't have to say anything. I think I'm going to go back to bed for a while."

"Advil in the bathroom for the hangover you don't want us to know about." Paul smiled a grim smile, he muscles still ached even with the shower, Advil would help though.

Paul headed upstairs, James and Victoria being alive for hundreds of years had plenty of money for the small family. The house they were currently living in was a fairly medium sized two storey house plus a basement. Paul got his own upper floor, while James and Victoria took the basement for their intimate times. The upper floor had a bathroom, and three bedrooms. One was Paul's, a guestroom and a study like room.

Paul entered his room, the room was huge compared to the other. In the center was a huge bed with black bedding, the walls were painted a dark gray colour, and they were also covered with the odd poster.

Stumbling over to his bed, Paul fell down onto the blankets and was out before his head his the pillow.

Downstairs Victoria and James sat on on of the black leather couches.

"You know we have to go. They can't be separated, especially now that they mated." James told his mate. Victoria kept her gaze focused on the window, she was listening to Paul's heartbeat as he slept.

"I know. Doesn't mean I have to like it." With that said she left the room, she walked into Paul's room silently and gently pulled his blankets up over top of his still figure.

"We will fix this, just you wait and see." Victoria promised before kissing his temple and leaving him to sleep.

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