ALRIGHT GUYS, BEFORE I START THIS I NEED TO EXPLAIN SOMETHING. A LOT OF PEOPLE WANT ME TO ADD MPREG TO THE STORY AND HERE'S MY RESPONSE: I KNOW THIS IS A WORLD OF THINGS THAT COULD NEVER TRULY HAPPEN, BUT MPREG GOES TOO FAR FOR ME. I UNDERSTAND THAT IMPRINTING HAPPENS TO MATE AND PASS ON THE GENES, BUT I CANNOT WILLINGLY PUT MPREG INTO MY STORY. I KNOW IT'S POPULAR, BUT I SIMPLY CAN'T. IF YOU ARE LOOKING FOR AN MPREG STORY THEN THIS IS NOT THE RIGHT PLACE TO BE. HOWEVER, THERE MIGHT BE AN ADOPTION LATER IN THE STORY. K THANKS
""Don't you worry your pretty little mind. People throw rocks at things that shine."-Taylor Swift
Long nights of patrols came and went, but there was still no sight of the female leech. We smelled her all over the place, and we started picking up little red hairs on trees and the ground. It was like she was trying to trick us somehow, to send us the wrong way. After a while, we started giving up. After a while we couldn't find a single trace of her. Our patrols still continued, but they weren't as rigorous as the patrols before.
Since the patrols started shortening, my time with Jacob started growing. Every moment I spent with him was the greatest moment of my life.
Jacob was coming over that night, and I was going to take him out to dinner. It wasn't anything special; there was a Chili's close by, and I couldn't really afford anything more. I felt kind of bad that I was taking him somewhere so cheap, but he said it was going to be fine.
I put on a collard shirt and a nice pair of jeans, clothes that I never wore, and drove over to Jacob's house. I went to the door and rang the doorbell. The door opened, but it wasn't Jacob; it was Billy.
"Hey, Paul," he greeted. "Come on in."
I followed him as he rolled into the living room.
"I never thought I'd say this, but Jacob'll be ready soon," Billy chuckled. "I never thought he'd be picked up for a date."
"I'm sorry," I whispered.
He shook his head. "It's okay."
Before I said anything else, Jacob walked out of his room and into the living room.
"Hey babe," I said, hugging him.
"Hey." He hugged me back. "Are you ready?"
I nodded. "Bye Billy."
"Have fun!" he called as we walked out the door.
I opened up the passenger door for Jacob and let him climb in before getting into the drivers seat.
He reached over and kissed me. "I'm sorry. I didn't want to kiss you in front of my dad."
I kissed him once more. "It's okay; I understand."
He smiled, and we ended up making out for a couple minutes.
"Are you sure Chili's is okay?" I questioned.
He smiled at me. "Of course it's okay. I don't expect you to be a millionaire."
I ran my hands through his hair and kissed him once more. "Okay baby. Let's go."
It was only a ten minute drive into Forks, and the drive was mostly silent. I kept telling him how good he looked, but he brushed it off, telling me he wasn't a girl. I snorted at every comment. He might've not been a girl, but he was a submissive, and he was mine.
We got to the Chili's, and I acted like a true gentleman, even though I really wasn't. I opened the door for him, pulled out his seat, and made sure everything was perfect for him.
"Paul, you're ridiculous," Jacob said with a cheeky smile.
I looked up at him from my menu. "What do you mean, my love?"
"I mean you treat me too well."
"Well," I mused, taking his hand. "I love you very, very much, and I will do everything in my power to make sure you feel taken care of."
His smile grew. "You're such a cheesy person."
"But I'm serious Jacob," I whispered. "I'm serious about this, about you, about us."
He looked at me with wide eyes and then smiled at me.
"Hey Paul?" he whispered, leaning close in.
I leaned in as well. "Yeah?"
"I love you very much, but could you please let go of my hand. People, they're giving us bad looks."
I nodded, knowing the exact situation. Some people weren't comfortable, or completely ignorant, with the situation. It made me angry that I couldn't show love for my mate in public, but it was American society, and there wasn't a single thing that I could do about it. Life wasn't fair, for a gay individual or a werewolf.
"I love you too," I whispered before pulling away.
Dinner wasn't awkward, though. It felt weird to not be able to hold Jacob's hand, or caress his skin, but it was just fun to be around him. He was always a great guy: sweet, compassionate, funny, and driven. He talked about all the things he wanted to do with his life. He said he wanted to get married and have kids, and I felt kind of bad that I was taking that away from him. I knew it would be a long time before gays could ever get married, and, even if we were "domestic partners", it would be hard to adopt a child. Everything had to be so complicated, and it almost seemed like the world was out to get me. I never regretted imprinting on Jacob for a second, but I wondered what it would be like if I did imprint of a girl, or if Jacob imprinted on someone else. Would he get everything he wanted? Would I get everything that I wanted?
He talked about his other aspirations too. He wanted to go to Washington State and major in psychology, to become an in-field psychological researcher. He was so smart, and I never knew it. I wanted to be the breadwinner, but I couldn't interfere with any more of his dreams.
After dinner, Jacob came over to my house for a little while. We shared our love together a few times until we simply couldn't go any more. He cuddled up to my chest, and I think we fell asleep for a few hours before I took him home.
That's when I made the greatest realization ever: my life was perfect.
OH AND SORRY FOR THE LATE AND SHORT POST. COLLEGE COURSES JUST STARTED, AND LET ME TELL YOU, IT SUCKS. MY POSTS MIGHT BE FARTHER APART, BUT IT WILL STILL COME. PROMISE!