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Sam's POV

God. She was a stubborn bitch.

Harsh, I know. Well that's life.

I mean, what was she thinking? That leech almost killed her, killed her and I was still somehow the bad guy in this situation. And she called me a dog, and this time she hadn't been joking.

Emily knew this was going to happen. She told me to calm down before I went over, but this was a different situation. Jaelyn is my sister, and I just got her. I wasn't going to let her go.

But now she hates me; great fucking job Sam. I am such a lame wad. I rolled over in bed and sighed. Even a night of sleep wasn't enough to make about yesterday. Hearing some banging in the kitchen let me know that Emily was already working on cooking another meal for all those flea bags. Even after her cheering me up last night and trying to help, I still wasn't in the mood to deal with all the guys. We had a constant guard around La Push and since Carlisle and Esme were the only ones of the Cullen's' left, we expanded our patrol to over there. It figures that even with them gone we still have to deal with this shit.

I groaned when the smell of homemade biscuits wafted into my room. I loved Emily.

I got up and grabbed some clothes to change into it. I was going to go back over Jay's and try talking to her again. I needed to find more about Devon. I wasn't going to apologize. Yeah, maybe I shouldn't have said some of the things I did but….the idea of having to apologize to my little sister was enough to make me blanch.

One thing was for certain though. I didn't care what Jacob said, I am going to be the one to rip that leech apart.

Jay's POV

Jacob looked so peaceful sleeping that I wanted nothing more than just to cuddle up next to him and get some extra sleep while I could.

The rap on my door let me know that wasn't happening. I slowly padded my way to the door; knowing who ever it was couldn't be that important. Wrong.

"Hey Sam," I said raising an eyebrow at him.

I could feel how tense he was, his whole body was stiff and he ran his hand through his hair. "Do you want to go get breakfast?"

"I don't know Sam, that's an awful big responsibility…" I was being a bitch just to be one. Hence, horrible Jay.

"Shut up," He snapped. "You have ten minutes to get ready than you and I are going to get breakfast. I've already cleared with the pack and you can leave a note for Jacob because I already went to Billy's…and ummm….he said he was sleeping here?"

I tried not to laugh; Sam was definitely uncomfortable with the last tid bit of that. The stubbornness inside me wanted to argue with him but I didn't really have a case. I knew we needed to talk; we were both out of line yesterday (even if I was the right one). "Fine. But I only need five."

Real mature Jay.

I ran into my room and threw on a pair of yoga pants. Despite healing faster than normal, my leg with the cut on it was still sensitive and I learned yesterday jeans irritated it. But besides that, everything was back to normal. For as much damage as he did, there wasn't a lot to show for it. I threw on a zebra long sleeve that had a little rouging along the sides, threw on a pair of tan boots and a cobalt blue scarf. I slicked on lip gloss and let my natural curl out of my bun.

"Can I drive?" I asked coming out of the bedroom and quietly closing the door so I didn't wake up Jacob.

"What? No." Sam said looking at me as if I had two heads.

"Why not? I always drive," I said giving him a Quil worthy face.

"Your my little sister, I'm the big brother. I drive."

I rolled my eyes. Male testosterone, it was going to be the death of me. I quickly tried to think of a way that would make him cave in. Pouting, I looked down at the floor and whispered, "Jacob always lets me drive."

Sam's groan let me know I officially won my case. Success. "Fine, whatever. But we're still taking my car."

I perked up instantly and grabbed the keys out of his hand. "Fine with me. Where we going?"

"Just to a diner in Forks. I don't want you to go out of our patrol range." He said walking out the door behind me.

I shook my head and didn't turn back to look at him as we got in his car. "Is that really necessary?"

"I don't know Jay. Why don't you tell me?"

I huffed out a breath and stuck the keys in the ignition without actually starting the car. "You know what the problem is with us Sam?"

"Enlighten me."

I narrowed my eyes at him and stuck out a finger. "That, that is exactly the problem with us. We're too much alike. You say the same shit I do and talk before you think."

It was silent for a minute before I started up the car and pulled out of the driveway. Sam or I didn't say anything until we got to the diner.

I unbuckled my seatbelt and waited for Sam to do the same. He didn't but just looked at me. "You're right, so I can guess you understand why I'm not going to say sorry?"

I stared at him for a minute before I let the smile cross my face. "As long as I don't have to say it."

He laughed and finally undid his seat belt and climbed out of the car. Sam walked with me to the front of the diner and reached out and put his hand on the door without opening it.

"Sam, I'm cold. Let's go in," I whined shivering dramatically for effect.

"I think you should meet my mom."

I froze in my spot and it wasn't from the cold either. "Umm…..how about no?"

He looked down at me and raised his eyebrow. "I think it could be good for you, and me. I think it would be good for all of us, even her. She wants to meet you; you could let her be like a mom to you…"

I stopped him right there. "I'll meet her Sam, but I don't need a mom."

"That's fine," he said cautiously. "I'm not saying she has to be but she's a good person. She's not someone you have to be afraid of."

I laughed and pushed his hand off the door so I could open it, "My brother's a wolf. My ex is a crazy vamp who's currently trying to have my head, I don't think I'm going to be afraid of her."

I walked into the diner and I could have sworn I heard Sam whisper, "That's not what I meant."

XXXX

Later that night I sat with Jacob and Sam at the kitchen table. To say the air was tense would be an understatement. Jacob and I had already had our "talk" which was basically the same as the one Sam and I had, just a lot nicer and no fighting. I wouldn't tell Jacob this, but I just shut up and didn't talk so he wouldn't go on and on.

Jacob meant a lot to me, but I didn't want to listen to him tell me how I was wrong for more than a half hour.

Now we were here to discuss Devon. I wanted Quil here but he was on patrol and I guess both Sam and Jacob had to be here so both alphas could "convey" the information to others.

"His name's Devon?" Sam asked quietly. I did not want to be talking about this, especially to these two.

I just nodded my head. I knew I had to start talking now. "We were dating for just over a year. Towards the last few months he started drinking a lot. We would always get in fights because of it. I would never drink or do drugs which he always wanted to do. After growing up with Josh, it made me want to never touch the stuff. He started changing, obviously. And I swore to myself that I would leave him if he didn't quit, but he would have the periods where he would lay off the alcohol for like a week and ask me to help him."

I sucked in a deep breath; there was no emotion in my voice. I had no emotion for Devon at all. I felt Jacob's hand squeeze mine under the table and I pulled it away and wringed my hands in my lap. I saw the flash of hurt cross his face but I just couldn't be touched right now. "I never really loved him, but we were like, the perfect couple in everyone else's eyes. That's why I stayed with him all that time. I felt like I should love him. Towards the last few months, he got very violent…never with me though. Then…"

I stopped unable to say any more. Alan's face rushed back into my head, all the memories. He was my best friend, and that's why he died. When we started hanging out, Devon didn't believe me when I told him nothing was happening. "Then he killed Alan, because of me."

"Jay, it wasn't because of you." Sam whispered.

"Yes, it was. If I had stayed away from Alan, he would be alive. I'm the reason he's dead now, for something he never did." Both Jacob and Sam tried to say something but I wouldn't let them. "No, you guys don't understand. Devon warned me but I just regarded it as some stupid drunken rage. That's why you guys can't go after him. He was a monster as a human. He'd be ten times worse as a vampire."

"He's not going to hurt anyone," Jacob said grabbing my hand out of my lap and holding it tight so I couldn't pull it back away. "I promise."

"You can't promise that Jacob," I whispered.

It was silent for a minute, that awkward silent where you'd rather be anywhere else but there.

"How did you know where he was Jay?" Sam asked, keeping to business. He knew it made no sense to argue with me, especially when they needed information.

"I just heard him in my head. I felt sick all of a sudden driving to school. I went to the bathroom because I thought I was going to puke and then I just remember being on the floor and hearing him in my head. It was like he was right there, talking in my ear. I couldn't see anything, it hurt so bad I closed my eyes. But it felt like everything was being ripped from me when he was talking. And then as soon as he was gone, I knew I had to leave. So I lied to Seth."

Neither Sam nor Jacob looked very pleased. "The tampon trick gets men every time," I chuckled nervously.

"Have you heard him since he attacked you?" Jacob asked.

I just shook my head and I saw Sam look pointedly at Jacob. "All right," He said his gaze drifting from Jacob. "Until we get Devon, there's just going to be a few rules."

"Rules?" I scoffed. "I am an adult, I can take care of myself. I don't need rules."

I saw Sam roll his eyes before he answered, "Rules was the wrong word. All we're asking is that you stay in Forks and La Push. And if you have to go somewhere else, just tell us. We all know your work schedule so there'll always be someone there. There's going to be a guard on the house. The second you get that feeling like last time or hear him, you find one of us."

I just nodded again, I knew there was no way I was getting out of this one. Jacob went to add something but I interrupted him. "Hey Jake, we have dinner with your dad tonight. Don't want to be late."

Sam made an audible grunt and Jacob shot him the look of death. Well, maybe I was exaggerating it but it wasn't a pleasant look none the less.

Jacob turned back to me and smiled, showing his perfectly white teeth. I smiled back shyly.

"Jay, I was wondering if you wanted to meet my mom tomorrow after school? I know you had the past two days off and might have a lot of makeup work but we don't have to stay there all night."

I blanched. "T-tomorrow? Why cant I meet her like, next year or something?' I was terrified of meeting Sam's mother, needless to say. I just couldn't get rid of the feeling she'd hate me. Yeah, Sam was my brother but I didn't know if that meant anything to her. And what if she liked me? What would our relationship be? That just looked like a big ol' pile of awkwardness to me.

Jacob smirked and held my hand even tighter. I swear this kid was going to break it. Finally I sighed and gave in. "Yeah, I'll meet her tomorrow after school. Pick me up whenever you want to go. I don't want to drive there."

XXXX

We were sitting on Jacob's front porch, just sitting and looking out onto the street. Dinner had gone really good, and I made it official that I loved Billy.

Jacob had to go on patrol soon and I couldn't help the pang of guilt I felt knowing all of the guys were exhausting themselves because of me. I felt Jacob's warm thumb rub the side of my cheek and I looked up at him. He slowly brought his lips down to meet mine, it was gentle. I kissed him back, just as gentle. He pulled me into his arms even more and just held me. It felt so nice, even with Devon it never felt like this.

"Jaelyn," he whispered. "I love you."

Crickets anyone?
That was the first time he had actually said I love you, besides the whole imprint conversation we had. My head spun, I had no idea what to do.

Did I love Jacob? I had to, I have never felt this way before. Jacob made me look at everything different, made me think about myself different. The idea of him ever being hurt was enough to make me sick. It was like he was consuming all my thoughts.

It was then that I knew I was in way too deep. I refused to be in love with Jacob.

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