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Rated M for my love of cursing either in my head or out loud, and those mature moments that are deeeefinately going to happen.

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Chapter 2-But I Wanted the Muffin...

Bella

I'm not exactly sure what just happened. I know it was probably stupid of me to smack someone at least twice my size, but Paul absolutely infuriated me and I'm a little stunned at the fact that I felt something so strong. I've surrounded myself in Jacob for these last few months-he's the only thing I would get up for and the only reason that I have been smiling. Let's make it clear-I am not in love with Jacob Black. I do love him, but I'm not in love with him. He's been painfully patient with me and I've just begun to feel normal, but this...this is the strongest I've felt since Edward know...now that I think about it...why doesn't it hurt to say his name?

Who cares?

I'm still not over Edward! I loved him forever and I just cant-

Uh...Edward left. Like he checked out. Packed his shit and gone kind of left. It's about time we grew out of this.

This of course is where I realized that I was talking to myself. Hell, I interrupted myself mid sentence. Finally leaving my thoughts, I shake myself from staring open-mouthed at the tree line where Paul had disappeared to and turn around, slightly confused to look up into the eyes of a suddenly very close, very shaky Jake. A few shuffles behind me were my only warning before a set of strong hands-Sams'- lifted me and tossed me into the arms of possibly Jared, who flashed me a quick smile while backing away from Jake and Sam.

Jake's shaking increased as he tried to shoulder his way past Sam who quickly gained a firm grip on him, wrapping one of his arms around his neck, the other gripping over his head as he guided him to the floor against the angry and shockingly animalistic growls leaving Jake. Confused and slightly panicked, I struggled in Jareds' hold, yelling at all of them to let me go, tell me what was wrong with my best friend, to stop whatever they were doing him. Everywhere I looked I was met with half worried eyes glancing at Jacob, and half caring and understanding eyes directed at me. I just didn't understand why they weren't helping him, Jake was on the floor with Sam, his shaking turning into violent convulsions, and even more violent and loud growls as Sam kept holding onto him and talking to him.

As I looked on I realized someone was sobbing and I saw a set of pale and shaking hands reach out for Jake-The fact that it was my sobbing, and my hands soon caught up with me, and I turned to look up at Jared, wriggling madly in his grip. Jared's eyes want from Jake to me and immediately softened back into understanding,and one strong arm wrapped around my waist to hold me back as his other hand directed my chin back to look at Jake, murmuring "Watch".

My gaze followed the angle he was turning me back to just in time to see Sam release Jacob and scramble back along the rock and dirt covered land as Jake's spine gave one final arch off of the ground before a ripping sound tore through my ears, and in Jake's place was a...wolf.

I've gone absolutely fucking crazy.

My struggles against Jared stopped and I leaned limply against him, staring wide eyed at my rather large and now...furry...best friend. My eyes blinked quickly as if trying to reassure themselves that what I'm seeing is in fact right in front of me, and my mouth resembled a goldfish as I tried to stutter out all possible questions for confirmation on what was in front of me. I was absolutely and completely stunned...true, I knew vampires existed, so honestly I have no idea why I didnt see this coming. But...Seriously? Jareds chuckle rumbled through his chest, and soon the low chuckles of the entire group...well...pack joined in, and a smile appeared on Sam's face as he instructed Jared and Embry to take me to his house and for Quil to go get Paul and bring him too.

At this point Jared pretty much decided that walking just wasn't my thing-which I had to agree on considering I witnessed someone I've known practically since birth erupt into a massive growling wolf, who now looked a little sheepish and lost, pacing next to the massive black wolf that I would guess is Sam- and just hauled me back up and carried me, following Embry through the forest. Eventually I came back to myself and was quite shocked to find my face pressed against Jared's chest. His very firm and broad chest. Next to my face. My bright red,blushing and burning with heat face. Oddly enough after the initial embarrassment...I thought of Paul, barely sparing a thought to note that I was thinking of other men in that way-the way I thought about Edward.

More of my inner ramblings were broken by Jared and Embry's conversation.

"So...you seem to be taking this well", Jared snickered while looking down at me, and easily making his way around roots and branches from the trees, so as to not get hit or scratched.

I looked over to a now laughing Embry, who was turned towards Jared and I and walking backwards, yelling, "Oh just wait until she hears about the im-"

Embry was cut off by dull thud as a tanned hand appeared and smacked Embry upside the head, the thud followed by a low snickering and the sound of Embry whining and rubbing the back of his head. A few more steps from Jared, allowed me to see that the source of the snickering was Quil, looking almost in pain as he tried to not laugh, standing next to Paul. A shirtless Paul... leaning up against one of the trees with his arms crossed over his chest,every set of abdominal muscles noticeable, and that amazing little 'V' at his hips. If I didn't know any better, I'd swear he was glowing

Freaking mythical creatures, at this point I wouldn't be surprised if they glowed. Vampires sparkle don't they? So why cant the werewolf's glow?

Inner me had a good point, and I finally realized that through out all of this my eyes were staring quite avidly right at Paul's abs. Of course with my luck, right before I could recover and hope no one noticed, a low whistle sounded and I jumped in Jared's arms, eyes wide when my gaze locked back on to Paul's face, seeing his perfect lips puckered from the whistle to get my attention, and one of his eyebrows arched up.

Freaking hot werewolf and his eyebrow talents.

Furthering my luck, Quil, Embry, and Jared all witnessed this exchange and did no effort to hide their chuckles. With an embarrassed huff I swatted at Jared's arms to let me down, silently thankful that he just chuckled and carefully let me stand on my own two feet as I stomped frustratedly through the woods, following a still chuckling Embry as he led the way with the rest of the guys behind me.

As I picked my way carefully around the forest with them, I started to think about what was happening. Honestly, I have no idea why I feel so different. This morning I woke up, made my usual effort to try and give back to Charlie for taking care of me and having to suffer through my zombie months with me, got dressed, picked up a little...I mean yes I had my strong moment when I came over to confront Jake, but this? It doesn't hurt. I can think of them. I can say their names. Carlisle. Alice. Edward.

Ha it didn't hurt!

Holy shit.

Did I just say holy shit?

Yes. Yes I did. And honestly, I didn't mind it. I mean is it so bad that I'm getting better? Do I have to sit and pine for someone that left me? Left me out in the middle of the woods?

Who the hell leaves people in the woods?

Exactly! He knew that I followed him! True it was stupid for me to run blind and crying in the dark forest but honestly his vampire super human skills must have alerted him. I'm not stealthy,and I am certainly not graceful-that much I will admit.

With an outward sigh I looked up, barely stopping myself from walking right into Embry who stopped at the treeline and turned to look back at me, smiling as he tilted his head forward, nodding towards the back of a house up ahead, "Welcome to Sam and Emily's"

Looking forward I saw the house, and I've never seen anything so...homey in my life. Flowers surrounded the house, a vegetable garden took up half of the backyard that they cleared, and the other half was all situated around a little fire pit in the middle, surrounded with tree trunks left on their sides as seats around it. Everything looked so...warm.

Great, now the flowers glow too. Seriously?

As I walked forward with the guys Quil bent down over my shoulder while guiding me to the house,"So, when you see Emily-just don't stare okay?"

Looking up at him, I frowned in confusion but nodded my head yes as I carefully stepped up onto the back porch and in through the door at the back. We were all assaulted with the smell of muffins when we entered, and there was a woman facing us looking down into a massive mixing bowl, humming along to what was playing softly in the background while she cooked. The door alerted her to our arrival and when she looked up, my eyes widened.

Emily was gorgeous-my blush marked my cheeks when he smiling gaze fell on me, and my eyes took her in. She was small like me, and down the side of her face were three large scars spanning from the top of her head to her jawline. One long one dragged the outer corner of her almond eyes down a little bit, while the same scar clipped the edge of her lips, but even with the scars Emily was still one of the prettiest women that I have ever seen. I smiled shyly at her, head tilting down a little to try to get my hair to cover my blush at least a little bit, and my smile caused her to grin wider.

"So this must be Isabella Swan, am I right?"

Her voice was soft with her smile as she continued to stir and nodded towards the muffins piled on plates on the table, laughing softly when she saw all four guys swoop down and snatch up two each,"Help yourself before they do, you'd swear no one taught them manners"

The dryness in her voice when she spoke of their lack of manners had me giggling, the sound quickly stopping when I realized that I giggled. It sounded different now...but, I'm still liking the new change-as random and as confusing as it is. I turned around and grabbed a muffin, feeling the warmth of the fresh baked good through the paper cup, and walked over to lean against the nearby counter tops, since the chairs around the table and benches along the sides were overgrown with massive Quileute men.

Seeing where I was headed Emily threw a dishtowel rag at Paul (which he caught with ease) and admonished "Boys move so Bella can sit!"

My protest over how I was fine was halted seeing as I was chewing into the best muffin I have ever had, and just as I was about to respond Paul cut in, scooting his chair back as if he was about to stand, and grinning cheekily over towards Emily. Emily's frown softened a little, until Paul scooted down in the chair a little,leaving his lap completely open as he gestured to it with his muffin free hand, and opened up his big mouth, "I'm not stopping her, come on Bella, sit".

I tilted my head down again trying to hide my blush that has chosen to plague me all day around Paul. This somehow amused him to no end, so he continued, "Awe come on I'm not the species that bites, you can climb on", and this of course is where the devilish smirk appeared..."I can even teach you how to ride".

Did his hips just shift? Yes. His hips definitely shifted. Towards us. Move woman, MOVE.

Seeing as I was stuck between appalled and somehow turned on, my face took on an impressive shade of red and I just stared open mouthed at the chuckling, yet completely serious Paul sitting at the table by three laughing wolf-men. Thankfully, Emily took pity on my suffering and snapped a quick "Paul!" at him, right as Sam stepped in through the door. Nodding and smiling at everyone, he made a beeline straight to Emily, wrapping his arms around her from behind and pressing a kiss to her scarred temple while she continued to bake.

They're just perfect...

Instead of paining me and making me clutch to any part to hold together, I loved seeing them together, it didn't hurt-I was happy for them. I wanted that for myself one day...I wanted it for myself for once, without feeling like I had it, lost it, and had no hope left in the world to ever find that happiness again.

Warm.

Still smiling I turned to look back over at the guys, and grinned when I saw Jacob standing in the doorway, looking slightly apologetically at me.

As if he could help turning into a big ass wolf, inner me (who is growing more sarcastic by the minute) snorted.

True fact. Even so, I put my muffin down on the table and walked over, wrapping my arms around Jacobs waist since it's practically impossible for me to get them over his shoulders anymore, and squeezed him tight.

"Bells I'm sorry", he sighed, wrapping his arms tight around me and tilting his head to nuzzle his nose into my hair.

Smiling, I tilted my head back and shook my head no, still hugging myself tight to him,"No reason, you're still my Jake".

Jake's smile lit up his face and he bent down, pressing a kiss to my forehead and squeezing me tight before unwrapping his arms from around me. I let go and turned to go back to my muffin. This is where I noticed two things. One, my muffin-the delicious, homemade muffin I was working on was gone. As were all the other muffins since the boys can tuck food away like they've never seen it. This caused me to pout and look up at everyone, only to see the worried looks everyone was giving me and Jacob, and the confused ones they were giving a very smug looking Paul.

The silence stretched on a little longer, causing me to shift uncomfortable between the glances as I headed back towards the counter, tugging the sleeves of Jake's sweatshirt further down my arms to cover my hands.

Halfway to the counter I was intercepted by a massive arm curling around my waist and yanking me sideways. A startled squeal left me and when I stopped moving I was sitting sideways in Paul's lap, his arm banded tight around my hips, his fingers long and tracing along the top of my jeans showing from Jake's sweatshirt sliding up. I bit back a groan as my blush returned in full force (Since it hates me like that), and when I turned my head towards Paul, he wasn't even looking at me. He was full on grinning at Jake, keeping eye contact with him while he spoke.

"So Bambi, you're doing so well with the weird stuff...how about something else?"

I tilt my head, my brow furrowing as I grumble,"Damn it, there's fairies too,aren't there? Don't forget actual zombies, and of course Cleopatra really isn't dead".

My rambling was ended with a little snort coming from Paul as he grinned at me, and turned his gaze back to Jake.

"So there's this thing called imprinting, did your little Jakey tell you about that?"

And the silence just kept getting more awkward...

Wewt second chapter done! Read and Review, I looooove feedback :]