All characters except for Annabelle Causley and a few others belong to Stephenie Meyer…and, of course, the writer is not receiving any profit for this story whatsoever.
This is an AU out of Stephenie Meyers' Twilight series. This story starts after Eclipse, two weeks before Edward and Bella's wedding.
Chapter Twenty-Nine
Annabelle gasped as she was spinned around and roughly shoved up against a tree. Taking a deep breath, she instantly stopped trying to escape as her golden eyes focused on dark, intense eyes, her insides melting as he stepped closer, holding her prisoner between his body and the tree.
She smiled at him as he glared down at her, his hands braced against the tree on either side of her head. She reached up to touch his bottom lip, wishing he would smile at her.
"Why don't you ever smile when we're together," she asked before she could stop herself. She stared into his eyes, hoping he wouldn't answer yet at the same time, wishing he would.
"Because the last place I want to be is here next to you," Jacob growled as he lowered his mouth to Annabelle's throat, his tongue sliding over her skin as he breathed in her scent. Annabelle bit her lip at the radiating sensation spreading from his mouth outward towards the rest of her body. Despite the growing pleasure, she still felt a sharp painful twinge in her chest at the stark honesty of his words. Jacob pulled back and looked into her eyes before she was able to hide the unexplainable pain she felt.
"You know what this is about Annabelle," Jacob slid his fingers into her hair, making a fist to keep her from looking away, "There's no deep feelings between us…I made it very clear last night, all I want from you is what you're offering…sex. That's all. So don't go getting emotional on me."
Annabelle stared into his eyes, knowing full well what he said was true. Pulling his head down, she fused her lips with his, not wanting to search the reason for that twinge of pain.
Pressing her against the tree, Jacob bit down on her bottom lip before sliding his mouth down her jaw, his free hand moving over her hip, pulling her lower body against his. He couldn't help but breathe in deep as he slid his tongue over her collarbone, coming into contact with a heart shaped pendant she hadn't been wearing the night before. Not caring about the piece of jewelry, he moved his mouth over her shoulder, leaving behind a warm trail.
Jacob was losing the ability to think as her scent completely filled his head. He couldn't understand how her scent, even though it was as sweet as the Cullens, didn't cause him the same pain. He slid his hand over her hip and up her back, pulling her tighter against him.
Annabelle wrapped her arms around his shoulders and sighed as he covered her mouth with his, his hands moving over her body as if it were the first time he were touching her. Sliding her fingers into his silky black hair, she gently fisted her hand and pulled him away, looking deep into his eyes, seeing her desire mirrored in them.
"I want you," she murmured before sliding her tongue over his bottom lip, "Now."
Jacob growled in the back of his throat as he pulled her down to the ground with him, having given himself over to his feelings and desires, unable to fight the unnatural need to be close to her in any way possible.
Annabelle closed her eyes as he moved over her, wondering if there may be more, at least on her part, than just sex. She couldn't understand what was happening to her, why Jacob's actions and words seemed to cause her pain, something she hadn't anticipated.
She stopped thinking as Jacob fitted himself to her and simply gave herself over to the warm pleasure radiating from his body to hers. There was time for self-exploration later…
Annabelle opened the door to her bedroom and froze. Bella stood in the dark room by the windows, watching the sky slowly lighten, arms crossed tightly over her chest. Closing the door softly behind her, Annabelle locked her arms around herself, trying to keep the lingering warmth to herself, as well as making sure her ruined dress didn't fall to the ground.
She smiled to herself as she recalled how her golden brown dress got ruined beyond repair. Jacob had tugged at the thin strap a little too hard as he kissed her shoulder, roughly tugging the silk fabric away as he moved his mouth down her chest.
"You were with him, weren't you," Annabelle snapped back into the present time at the restrained anger in Bella's voice. Leaning against the door, she quickly assessed Bella's present mood. It was clear from the tension radiating from her that Bella was holding on to some anger…what wasn't clear to Annabelle was how Bella had come to find out about Jacob.
"I don't know what you're talking about," Annabelle shrugged, hating how transparent her lie was.
"I knew Edward was keeping something from me," Bella turned to look at Annabelle, her brown eyes filled with anger and…was that jealousy? "Charlie mentioned the latest rumor down at La Push was that Jacob had a girl nobody knows about. I mentioned it to Alice, in passing, and the look on her face let me know she knew something about it, which didn't make sense because she can't see their future. I finally confronted Edward about it…it took awhile, but I finally got him to tell me that Jacob was the one that attracted your attention at the reception. I came here to ask you about it just to find the room empty. I called Jacob…Billy told me he wasn't home."
"So you put two and two together and came up with the idea that Jacob, a werewolf, and I, a vampire, have some sort of thing?" Annabelle smiled at Bella, hoping to make her believe the whole concept was ludicrous…which, in a way, it was. It was absolutely ludicrous that she, a vampire, had a difficult time staying away from Jacob, a man bent on not caring about her in any way, a man adamant at keeping what they had at a physical level, a man that would more than likely agree if she asked him to end her life.
"That's not working, Annabelle," Bella's lips tightened, "Edward told me everything…including the…what you did with him tonight."
"And how would you know what I did with him tonight?"
"Oh please," Bella threw her hands up in the air in desperation, "Just one look at you and it's obvious you weren't hunting. Instead, you're rolling around in the dirt with my best friend."
"That's right, Bella," Annabelle tightened her arms around herself, growing irritation replacing the pleasant warmth that Jacob had left behind, "Your best friend. Not your husband. Not your boyfriend. Your best friend. You have no claim over him. So there's no reason why I shouldn't…"
"I care about him a lot, Annabelle," Bella crossed her arms over her chest, her hands fisted against her ribcage; "All you're going to do is use him for your own pleasure. You're going to end up hurting him and I can't let that happen."
"Why does it matter to you Bella," Annabelle growled low in her throat, "You have Edward. You love him. You chose him over Jacob. Jacob is a grown man, able to take care of himself. He doesn't need you to be his guardian."
"He doesn't need to be involved with someone like you, either," Bella arched an eyebrow as she looked her over from head to toe, "Jacob deserves better."
Annabelle bit her bottom lip as she reached to open her door, angry enough to forget to modulate her strength, crushing the doorknob into a hunk of metal, "Get the hell out of my room…now."
"Annabelle," Bella bit her lip, realizing what she had just implied, "I'm sorry. I didn't mean –"
"You meant exactly what you said," Annabelle snarled at her, tightening her hand around the doorknob until it turned into dust in her hand, "I came here to find Edward…and after I discovered his feelings for you were strong, I let him go. But you? You come here, spouting off that you care about Jacob and you don't want him hurt when the truth is that you are jealous as hell because you're still in love with him. In all reality, when it comes down to hurting Jacob, you've done more damage than I'll ever will."
Bella sucked her breath in, her heart aching at the words Annabelle was throwing her way. Everything she heard was true, she had said it to herself in many ways and many times over.
Annabelle cocked an eyebrow as she glowered at Bella, silently waiting for her to walk out the door. Bella locked her jaw as images of Annabelle and Jacob together flashed through her head. She couldn't help the sharp stab of jealousy that flashed through her. Wrapping her arms tightly around herself, she walked out of the room without looking at Annabelle, wishing she didn't feel this way.
Annabelle closed the door as she sucked a breath in. Staring at the fist full of metal dust in her hand, she exhaled, knowing full well she was going to catch hell from Edward when he found out what she had said to Bella. Walking into the bathroom, she dumped the dust down the sink, proceeding to strip so she could take a quick hot shower.
It should take less than an hour before Edward made his way up to her room to give her a piece of her mind. Sitting on the couch after having pulled on a pair of dark blue denim jeans and a off the shoulder red sweater, she let her head fall back as her eyes drifted close, reliving the night again.
