Rating: M

Genre: Angst

Pairing: Jake/Bella

Word-count: 623

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A/N Be gentle lol this is the first time I truly have wrote Jake.

Storms of The Heart

"Don't make me choose...It will always be him."

The words Bella spoke cut deep, like a jagged piece of glass piercing his heart repeatedly. The force of emotion that rippled through him was enough to nearly force him to his knees.

He turned from her, his eyes misting with tears that grated his voice into a raspy snarl.

"Go! Go be with your precious leech. I wouldn't want you to choose life and everything it has to offer."

The sarcasm in his words was a reflection of the agonizing pain he felt.

The first drops of rain started above them and the wind picked up, a clap of thunder booming through the air. The peak of the storm matched the surge of their ardor.

He could hear the tears in her voice as she paced behind him.

"Jake, please understand...I couldn't even leave Edward if I wanted to."

He growled at her words, ready to walk away.

She whispered, her words halted him in his tracks.

"I can't! If I leave, the vampire royalty will hunt me down and kill me."

He whipped around to stare at her, his voice hoarse with passion.

"Don't you get it, Bells? I can protect you. The pack can fucking protect you!"

She cried harder. With heaving shoulders, she clutched her arms, her shape taking on the same broken stance as when the damn bloodsucker left her.

He fought the urge to go to her, terrified that even the slightest advance might scare he off.

Oh, God! He hated himself for forcing the girl he loved—cherished above all else—to choose. He was selfish, and he wanted her no matter what.

His heart stuttered when she looked at him, her eyes red and puffy, cheeks flushed.

Even in agony over the decisions that lay before her, she was absolutely breathtaking.

Hesitantly, he reached for her, still afraid she would run. Her breath hitched with a hiccup.

Something was different. When their gaze met, time stood still, and they were lost in each other's stare. It was as if they were seeing one another for the very first time.

Even the look in Bella's eyes changed. It was as if she had been under a spell—a thrall—and was now free of it. How? He could not explain, but nevertheless, he was ecstatic she was finally free of Edward fucking Cullen.

They each whispered the other's name, and Jake felt the whole earth tilt as something he desperately wanted finally happened.

He imprinted.

"Jake…"

"Bells…"

She gasped with the realization of what transpired.

Jake's voice was full of awe and love.

"I can't believe it...I've longed for this, and it finally happened."

He was pulled from his amazement when she whispered, her shoulders slumped as if she were ashamed.

"I'm not good enough for you, Jake...I never will be."

His head shook as he pulled her flush to him—fervor strong in his contention—and with the crook of his finger, he lifted her chin. Her doe-like eyes melted everything away again.

"You are enough. You are so enough. It is unbelievable how enough you are, Bells."

With his final proclamation, he lowered his mouth to hers in a searing kiss.