"And I don't know how it gets better than this. You take my hand and drag me headfirst, fearless."- Taylor Swift

Jacob and I started going on more and more dates. We'd go to the movies, out to dinner, or even just on walks. It was nice to have someone I loved around me all the time. I wished I had found him sooner, but it was so nice to have him around; he made me feel like I was really worth something.

But it seemed like it would only stay that way for a little while.

Sam and Jacob started talking to the leech-lover again. I couldn't understand why she had to keep coming back; she already said she didn't want Jacob. Did she need to cause him more pain? I should've figured that much from a low-life like her.

Sam tried to say it was for the safety of our pack and tribe because she knew about the leech that was coming around. And of course the leech was after her.

I couldn't stand the leech-lover around. Every time I smelt her, it made me want to throw-up in my mouth. She was a winey bitch who wanted everything to be about her, and I was done with it. I would let the leech kill her if I had a chance.

Too bad the rest of the pack was too good for that.

Jacob started hanging out with her outside of pack meetings, and that pissed me off. He was mine, and he was spending some of his time with the leech-lover. That time should've been mine.

When Jacob came over one night, he could see that I was pissed.

He finally got up from me. "What the fuck is your issue?"
It was the first time he had ever yelled at me, and I was a little taken aback.

"You know why," I growled.

"Why are you so jealous of her?"
I snorted. "Why do you think? You've been fucking in love with her from the moment she got here. Wouldn't you be jealous?"
"No, because I know that you love me! Why can't you understand that I love you?"
"You love that leech-loving bitch," I growled again. "Stay the fuck away from her, or I'll be forced to do something I don't want to do."
"What don't you want to do?" he asked. "You already control my life. Am I not allowed to have friends?"

"Not leech-loving ones. You have friends here; you don't need her." I took his hand. "You only need me."
"No, I'll make decisions for myself. If I want to hang out with her, then, God dammit, I will."

"I told you I would kill her if I saw you around her again, and I'm tired of rejecting that promise. You're so lucky I haven't killed her already. Doesn't she disgust you, Jacob? She's in love with one of our worst enemies!"
"She's a great girl!" he fought back.

I rolled my eyes. "Yeah, a great girl who told you she didn't want you. Why can't you accept that, Jacob?"

"She wants me as a friend, and I will be friends with her no matter what you say!"

"Okay, Jacob, then go hang out with her. Just don't be surprised if she mysteriously gets hurt."
"You wouldn't," he growled.

"You're mine Jacob, and I will kill anyone who gets in the way of what is mine."
"You're so fucking unbelievable." He stood up. "I'm done with you. Call me when you're ready to apologize."
I wasn't about to let him walk out. I grabbed his arm and pulled him back onto the couch.

"Don't you dare walk away from me," I whispered dangerously. "You are never allowed to leave until I say you're allowed to go."
His eyes softened. "Why are you being so cold?"

I looked at him and saw the pain in his eyes. I felt so terrible. Anger was always an issue for me, and I was taking it out on the love of my life. It was hurting him so bad, and that hurt me. But I still didn't want him hanging out with the leech-lover. My heart was torn; I could either let him be happy and make myself worried, or I could make myself feel better while he was unhappy. There was only one road I could take.

"I'm sorry." I kissed him softly. "I'm sorry that I hurt you. You can hang out with her. I just get so jealous sometimes."
"I know." He kissed me back. "It's okay. I love you."
"I love you too," I whispered against his lips. "So much."
"I won't hang out with her for long," he continued. "I'll spend as much time as I can with you. I just want some control over my life."
"Okay, baby, I can give that to you. Just promise me you won't do anything stupid."

"I would never do anything to hurt you."
I smiled and slowly pushed him back onto my chest. I loved making my Jacob happy.

Slowly, I became okay with the leech-lover being on our territory. I decided she wasn't a threat to us, or to my relationship with Jacob. Sometimes I would even go over to Sam's house when she was there. She had a lot of information for us, which was the only plus I could see from her being on the reservation.

Jacob and I were at his house when Sam told us that we needed to go over right away. We went without any questions.

When we got there, the rest of the guys were there, but so was Quil.

Jacob smiled when he saw him and immediately went to hug him.

"When did he change?" I asked Sam while the guys were catching up.

"He finished yesterday," he replied. "We had his dad bring him over here. We need him around. Bella's been giving us more and more information."
"What's the new info now?"

Sam shrugged. "We've got a clear picture of what she looks like. We know she is a human killer, and we know that she is very dangerous. Bella's leech killed her 'mate', so now she's coming after Bella. Her name is Victoria."
"So, what do you think we're gonna do?"

"Play it by ear," he stated. "Now that we've got Quil we can do more patrols. I got wind that Leah and Seth are supposed to be phasing next."
"Leah?" I chuckled. "What are you going to do about that?"
Sam sighed, but didn't give me an answer.

He left Leah for Emily, and that killed Leah. She was going to have to live with Sam; she couldn't ignore her duty to the pack.

I decided to leave Sam alone and greet the new member of the pack.

"Hey," I mused, wrapping my arm around Jacob's waist.

Quil seemed a little surprised.

"It's complicated," Jacob whispered. "I'll explain later."
"How was the change?" I asked, ignoring his reaction.

"It was painful," he responded with a weak smile. "I've never been in so much pain."
"Well, it's not fun," I chuckled. "But you'll get used to it."

"Sam was telling me he needed me right away," he whispered. "What does that mean?"
"You should let him explain that to you," I answered. "We just need you on patrols. Too many patrols for five guys."
He nodded. "Gotcha."
"So this was the thing that was so important?" I chuckled at Sam.

"No. We haven't seen you two in forever. Emily made a celebratory dinner."
I smirked. "Emily never made me a celebratory dinner!"
Emily walked into the kitchen and smacked the top of my head. "I make you dinner every single time you're over here."
I turned around and hugged her tight. "I know, and I am thankful for you."
She rolled her eyes as she pulled away.

"So what's for dinner?" I asked.

"Quil wanted ribs. So Sam grilled them, and I'm making the sides: potato salad, coleslaw, pasta salad, chocolate chip cookies."
I smiled. "God you're so amazing Emily."
"I try," she said with a smirk. "We were just waiting for you two. So let's eat!"

I loved her cooking.