Chapter 2: A Deep Connection

Author's Note: Okay, Installment two of Undeniable. Featuring Jacob's perspective this time, this chapter will reveal things that I would only hope had been already assumed. I'd like to thank those who reviewed because it encouraged me to keep going and I appreciate any criticism. Speaking of reviews actually, I just want to say that I know I might use too many big words when simplicity would be more advantageous (…). I usually don't write like that, I think it's more that I'm trying to be more descriptive because I'm introducing everything. It's easier to do simpler words in dialogue filled goodness. Anyways, Hope you all enjoy the following and I still don't own the twilight saga or anything encompassed within its world. All of that good stuff belongs to Stephanie Meyer!

~Love and hate flow in harmony. One cannot exist without the other. You can love to hate someone and you can hate to love someone but either way they are both the beginning of the other.~

Jacob's POV:

The clock's face sneered alerting me that it was 8:41 in the morning. It's been less than two days. It was a little more than 40 hours. Approximately 2,418 minutes ago. Exactly 145,047 seconds since it had happened. My mind might have recovered since then, but my slowly beating heart didn't. It was suppressed by fear, held down by pressure and hurt by love. It still seems like it was an eternity since it happened.

If there was perfect analogy for every one of us in life, I would have to think that we are marionettes. We are held in place by strings and each string is a person in our life. They are of people we both love and hate and we move accordingly to how they affect us. I can think of one specifically that I hated.

Before the event, I could have said this applies to me undoubtedly, but things change so easily. It changed me. All the strings were cut loose from their designated spots and I was only left with one. It was the string I despised the most to be precise. It did not buckle under from my weight, but rather it grew and turned into a difference substance. It became a strong supportive cable made of pure molybdenum and kept me there as the other strings were unable to guide me. He now had the power to control me.

It was true and I couldn't deny it anymore. I had done the one thing that no one, not my father, not my pack brothers, not even myself would have thought possible. I had imprinted on the one thing that we were meant to destroy. I had imprinted on a vampire.

It was not just any vampire of course. Fate is a complicated thing. It was Edward Cullen, the love of Bella Swan's life. I had found my soul mate within that of my best friend's significant other.

The worst part is that nobody knew what had happened not so long ago. I was able to make it home quick enough before the pack found out and I secluded myself within my room since then. There would only be a little bit of time left before my father or Sam began to ask me questions.

Minutes passed and there was a knocking on my bedroom door. "Jake, can I come in?" It was my father. I replied with a hesitant yes and he came in with a wrinkled face full of both wisdom and concern. He rolled his wheelchair to the side of my bed and placed his hands on his lap. Billy was forced to be in a wheelchair since that horrible car accident so long ago. "Son, I think we should talk about this. You haven't left your bed since the other day." He was solemn.

"I don't want to talk about it." It killed me to keep secrets from him but the truth was frightening. The truth would not only kill him, but our relationship. How could he accept that I was destined to be with something that should never be. Something he hated…Someone he hated. My heart was pounding out of my chest. "I don't think it's any of your concern any…"

"You're my son! You haven't eaten in two days, refuse to talk and refuse to talk I'm pretty sure I have the right to be concerned. I love you, Jacob, you know that." He interrupted me. I don't remember the last time he yelled out in such a strong display of pure emotion. He was obviously very upset but I knew he wouldn't be saying the last phrase after the truth comes out. I'll be banished from La Push, from my home and I'll have only the world holding nothing but emptiness for me.

"Now isn't the time. I'm leaving and I don't know when or if I'll be back. I just can't tell you now and I'm sorry." I said as I sprang up before my father could have another word with me. I barged out the front door with no destination in mind, I wanted to be alone. I ran towards the forest and stripped down, placing the clothes I had on into the cord around my leg. I allowed the surge of heat that radiated from the core of my body to expand throughout my body and I phased into the russet red-brown wolf. I kept Edward off my mind, but those who were phased could feel my despair.

As I ran through the woods, the pack began to assault my mind, trying to pick out what was wrong with me. I tried so hard to keep the walls I had built up from falling down. "Leave me alone." I thought through the pack's link.

"Not until you tell us what you are hiding Jacob." Sam was voiced with concern.

"It's not a big deal."

"It's kept you from eating and sleeping for the most part. It must be larger than you make it out to be, dude." Embry threw in. If I don't give them something then they will never leave me alone. It was slowly becoming more obvious as the rest of pack tried to convince me to say something.

"Jacob, stop being a whiny bitch and tell us already." Leah chimed in trying in the only way she knew how to show that she cared about my well-being.

"Well…this might seem fucking dumb that I'm keeping it from you and most of you might be happy for me but that doesn't mean I am." I thought hesitantly. I hoped that this would be enough to quench their curiosity. "You see…I…uh..imprinted on someone."

"That's it? What the hell is wrong with you Jacob." Leah was pissed that this is what I was moping about. However, she was somewhat happy for me of course hidden behind all the anger.

"I just don't know how I feel about it. It's hard to accept is all." I muttered.

"Who was it? Was it that Swan girl you liked?" Jared and Embry thought simultaneously.

"Guys, leave me alone. I just want to think to myself if you don't mind."

"Well I'm going to interrupt that as a no." I could almost feel the playful smirk on Embry's face. I just hoped that no one would piece together the other part now that it was obvious I didn't imprint on Bella. It was then that I took a look of where I was and realized where my four legs had taken me. The last place I should be, but the only place I wanted to be. I was on the lawn just outside the Cullen's house. I phased to escape the non-stop interrogations of the pack and put my clothes back on. I sat in the field of grass and watched the house intently. My knees were brought up to my chest and I wrapped my arms around them, placing my chin on the top of my knees.

The house stared back at me almost like we had a contest going on. It smirked at me with a strange grin. It's three stories towering over me trying to instill fear and it was working. I didn't fear the house itself of course, but the people in it and I hoped they couldn't smell me from where I was. I scoffed at the idea of calling them people, that is if you could call them that. Nothing but a bunch of bloodsuckers and I winced at that thought. My heart began to burn (in a bad way) and I gripped my chest. There was so much hate, but so much love and the two emotions were having a battle within me.

I wanted to hate them, to hate him. It would be easier that way to think of them as my enemies. I just want to have things stay the same and not change. Hating them would keep me blind from this and the pain spiked again at this thought. Loving him would be difficult and it would take everything to do so. All I had to give him was myself but there is no way that would never be enough. He had everything he wanted. He had a supportive family, he had money, and unforgettably, he was in love with Bella Swan.

It all seemed useless now. It's just a lost cause because I knew he would never leave her, leave all of this for me. Anger was building in me uncontrollably and I was unsure if I would end up phasing. How could he fucking leave her for me, a guy! I don't even think he would go that way. Did I go that way? This is the worst fucking thing that could happen to anyone and why did it have to be me. My eyes began to fill up with water and I just wanted this to end. I didn't want to accept this twisted version of fate. Was it the only choice I had left to take, the only door opened for me? It seemed to be so.

The tears slowly flowed down my cheek and I was too lazy to wipe them away. Then I felt a hand that wasn't mine wipe them away. I hoped it was him. I opened my eyes to see that it was Sam and he looked very solemn. Why couldn't it have been Edward. I felt like someone had placed a mirror in front of me when I saw him and it was painful to look. It was almost identical except he had a face of concern where mine was just pure misery. He broke the still silence in the air.

"You imprinted on a vampire didn't you?" he whispered softly. For a moment I could almost sense that he was angry with me. That he was disappointed in me as if he blamed me for it happening. I didn't want to look at his eyes anymore so I shifted them back to the house.

I hesitated. "…Yes." It was all I could say. His eyebrows furrowed together. It was frightened by the sight and I just wanted to know if he was angry.

"I'm not angry with you, Jacob. You and I both know that it's not something that can be controlled. It's just…" He seemed at a loss for words for a moment and started back up again. "It's just something that's never happened before and I'm not sure how to approach it. The elders are going to freak." He chuckled a little at the last of it. Trying to lighten up the mood but failing horribly.

"They won't accept it." I mumbled. "This thing that's happened, I don't even think he will accept it. I doubt he even noticed."

"He?" Sam asked with an eyebrow raised. "Well, I suppose when we were questioning it after you left we had hit the nail on the head." He grinned from ear to ear.

"It's not that funny, you ass." I laughed. I let the laughter go for a little bit and became serious. "I'm not trying to be rude Sam and I'm happy you came out, but I'd like to be alone right now."

"Sure. I understand that." He said with a serious tone in his voice. "I think I'm going to head back to the reservation, it really smells bad here." He got up and started to walk back towards the forest.

"Oh and Sam, can you do me a favor?" He turned around and stared at me unsurely but nodded. "Don't tell my Dad yet. I want to tell him myself." Sam just nodded curtly and then left. It warmed my heart to know that Sam kept an eye out for me, not just because I was a pack member, but a friend.

I thought back on my conversation with Sam and focused on what he said about the smell. I inhaled deeply through my nose and although some of it smelled like the repulsive smell of bleach there was another scent mixed within it. It was not human but it smelled like roses and honey. It was almost comforting to smell it and it took away some of the pain that swelled in my chest. Without a doubt, it must be Edward's.

I decided to get up and head around to the southern side of the house where the scent was stronger and even more soothing. The majority, if not nearly the entire south wall of the house was covered in glass, an eye-catching design aspect of the house. I noticed on the second floor of the house, a double door also plated with glass was left open. Through the doorway blood red curtains were billowing out in the wind. They had this certain elegance about them as they danced in the soft, gentle breeze.

My heart raced with tremendous speed and suffered even more pain than before. It ached, yearning to be closer and I knew it. I quickly inhaled again through my nose but this time it was a lot different than before. It was sharp and strong almost burning my nose. However, it still possessed that sweet honey smell as it had been in the front of the house. No, this time I inhaled it was different for one reason and one reason alone.

"Jacob, I know I'm not allowed on your land but what are you doing on mine exactly?" I turned around and he was right there. His bronze hair shimmered in the gleaming moonlight. His skin flawless and contained the appearance of a statue carved by a god. Merely only two feet away, I wanted to close the gap that existed between us so badly. I had to remind myself it was wrong, he had Bella and I shouldn't think about that stuff with him around. "And more importantly," he began to continue his interrogations. "What is it that you are trying so hard to hide from me?" He seemed extremely frustrated.

Fuck, there was no way this would end good.

Author's ending Note: First off, If you don't know, Molybdenum (muh-lib-duh-num) is one of the strongest elements on earth as concerned in metals and is able to withstand high amounts of heat and pressure (I'm a Chemistry Nerd :P). Secondly, I'm aware that Jacob would not really have that kind of thought in the beginning. It's extremely outside his character "bubble" as I call it, but it's more of a realization of long thinking from nearly two days. Although Jacob was developed as a flat character in Twilight/New Moon and rounds out in Breaking Dawn, I thought the realization gives less one dimensionality. Also, I think I might have made this chapter filled with too much Angst and for that, I'm sorry. Lastly, I hope you enjoyed it. The romance will come eventually and I'll try to get the next chapter in sometime during the next week or weekend, maybe even tomorrow because I have the day off (never been happier for elections in my life...). Although, who knows? Two AP Classes makes my life a living hell…