A/N: Apolgies once again for being a slow updater.

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Guest (BlueAnchor): Sebastian's life as it is, it's really no surprise that he could be familiar with Murphy's Law; everything for him seems to go wrong. Everyone expects that Jacob and Seb will eventually be together, and this chapter explains somewhat of how everyone felt about it. The wolf that bit Seb is a newbie and unimportant to the story, though I'm sure Jacob will address it later. But before I spill more than I should, enjoy the update. I promise the next one will be longer and a shorter wait.

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Chapter Six

"I'm sorry."

He was apologizing? Now I was sure he was a little crazy. Jacob was big enough to squash me like a bug, but he was apologizing rather than retaliating with a punch to my jaw. I mean; I'm grateful that he hadn't, but it still was strange.

"I didn't meant to frighten you in any way." He still rubbed his cheek and my hand still hurt, "but you worried me."

"Worried you?" I looked at him puzzled, still rubbing my hand, "after you know what I am, you're worried."

"Someone told me that even though we are what we are, we're not invincible." He grabbed my hand and began to rub it, "even though you are what you are, you're still fragile."

"That's not what I meant." I pulled my hand away. "You can't even say what I am let alone know what I'm capable of."

"Because to me," he moved in closer, "you're still human to me."

No one has ever said that to me. It was always comparisons to what a monster I could be, I was never acknowledged for being human, always a bloodsucker that could lose it at any second.

"Wait," I looked up at him, "you already knew what I was?"

He nodded. "I've always known, and it surprises me that you don't really recognize me."

"You're Jacob," I deadpanned, "who else could you be?"

"No," he chuckled, "my wolf. You've seen it so many times."

Realizations began to whither, and even though I didn't want to believe it the moment I had seen him, I was sure that he was the same wolf that I've seen years ago, well more than a few years ago, but like I said, memories began to fade with my rapid growth.

"Why didn't you say anything?" I asked, not sure if I should make eye contact anymore.

"Because it has to a lot with what I had been facing at the time," he sat on the fallen tree next to us, "I couldn't tell you anything and give you nightmares, and we weren't actually on speaking terms at the moment."

"True," I agreed and sat next to him, "but why?"

"Why hadn't I given you the time of day until now?" he asked, I nodded, "well… I didn't think it was safe for us to be near each other."

"Because you could kill me?" I asked.

"I could never do that to you?" He groaned.

"Well, that doesn't make any sense." I argued, "I get it, I was young, but not naïve. I admit that I questioned whether you questioned why I was growing so quick, but it didn't seem to bother you because the only time you came around was to mock me or call me down."

"I'm sorry." He stood up and groaned in frustration, "there is a lot of things I regret doing in my past, and I've tried and tried to make things right, but it's not easy when my ill temper is involved. I lose it when I shouldn't, and you received the shitty end of it all. If I could take it all back in a second, I would."

"So why me?" I asked upset. "Apologies can be accepted, but they need reason. I've not only suffered the abandonment of my parents, but the exclusion from you and the rest of the Quileute's for the reasons I knew nothing about. I wasn't the only one with a secret as far as I'm concerned, I mean, I've never…"

"I KNOW!" He slammed his fist into the trunk of a tree, causing an echo.

I sat there in shock, not sure how to react or what to say.

"I know," he turned and faced me with unexpected tears running down his cheeks, "I hate myself for it."

"Is there something that you're still not telling me?" I asked.

His behavior was unsettling. I was holding grudges still, and he knew it, but why did it matter to him all-of-the-sudden? None of it made sense, and it was literally trying to get answers from a child. Whether he was trying to find the best way to word his explanations, or he wasn't going to budge at all.

I'm supposed to be his enemy as of now, so why does he care for me?

"You're my imprint." He muttered.

I was speechless. All the knowledge gained from knowing what an imprint has been forgotten for the very reason that it made no sense whatsoever. I'm his imprint? It still ran a blank, and his staring wasn't helping one bit.

"Do you know what an imprint is?" He asked with his hand holding onto mine.

I shook my head and pulled my hand away. It was uncomfortable how touchy he was being now, something I was never familiar with. The only one who ever showed me affection was my grandma, and that was rarely because I never wanted to pick up any of her thoughts or memories. I refused to come in contact with anyone for this reason. It might have given me answers, but I just couldn't find myself to invade anyone's personal space –especially if it happens accidentally.

With Jacob's touch, it took every bit of me to void that.

"An imprint is an ancient bond thought highly of by the shifters of the Quileute tribe," he continued, "it's a sacred bond that joins two people as one, usually binding their soul to another's making it impossible for them to love anyone else but their imprint. When we first see our imprint, nothing else matters to us. Life itself only consists of protecting and loving that one person until our last breath. If our imprint dies, so do we. If our imprint feels pain, unexplained emotions; so do we. Everything they are defines what we want to become."

"I'm your imprint?" I asked still unsure.

"I know it's hard to believe Seb," he sighed, "but it hasn't always been as intense as it is now. In the beginning, I had always wanted to protect you, to make sure that nothing ever harmed you in any way. But as time passes, it develops into a friendship that is not like any other, a part of my life that I had avoided and became one of the most horrible experiences I had faced. And now, it has evolved into something more, something I'm afraid to admit because I never want to lose you."

"How long have I been your imprint?" I stared blankly at the ground.

"Since the day you were born." He moved closer.

"And you're telling me now?" He nodded reluctantly, "and my parents knew?" Again he nodded. "Why didn't anyone tell me then?"

"Because I was shunned out for it." He explained, "the moment I had imprinted was the best day of my life, but once the pack had found out about it, most of them had been disgusted of me. The only way I could redeem myself for the moment was to promise to never pursue the imprint because the elders saw it as sin."

"Because I'm a vampire?" I deadpanned.

"No," he shook his head, "because you're a boy."

Because I'm a boy, for once it wasn't because of the technicalities of my specie type, and a part of it I hoped it was. But because I'm a boy, I had to suffer with the confusion of my existence. I was left to think that something was absolutely wrong with me, that I had no purpose to be here, and now it just seemed to get worse on my behalf.

"So because I'm a boy and your people are so close-minded, I had to face life with unanswered questions as well as the abandonment from the people that are supposed to mean something to me?" I shuttered a breath, trying my best not to cry in front of Jacob.

"No, that's not it," Jacob tried to pull me in for a hug I assumed, but I pulled away stubbornly. "It's just everything that an imprint is supposed to mean, never made sense the moment I had been tied to you. I'm an alpha Sebastian, and it's in my blood to continue on the line for our next generations of shape shifters. You being a boy confused us all, and it confused me the most. I wanted this all to be one big mistake, I'll admit it, but more of it was because I'd be disappointing my father and the rest of the tribe."

"Apparently I'd be the big disappointment." I growled, "look Jacob, I get it. This was never supposed to happen, I was never meant to be your imprint from what I can tell, but to have my own family keep this from me, especially since they had known the whole time, is very degrading. I depended on my parents to be that source of comfort, to be the two people I could go to when it comes to falling for someone, but because they kept it from me, I have no one."

"No you don't," he interrupted, "you have me."

"Do I really Jacob?" I sneered, "because as far as I can see, the only way you'd come to admittance was because I forced it upon you. I could have been living on with my life with that empty feeling and never knowing why. I just… I don't know how to… who can I really trust now? You're people despise me, my parents resent me, and I'm beginning to hate myself more and more."

"Don't say that!" He said angered. "Don't ever blame yourself."

"WHY NOT?" I shouted, "EVERYONE ELSE SEEMS TO BE!"

"I never did." A tear slid down his cheek, "I embraced it, which is the reason why I had to face my own pack to prove that you were no danger to anyone."

"What?" I stared puzzled.

"When everything was happening," he seemed to calm down, "you're mother becoming pregnant with you, I never understood why I wanted to protect her under any measures –I thought I was in love with her, but it all made sense the moment you came into his world."

"You loved my mother?"

"I thought I had." He sighed, "and when your parents came back from their honeymoon, she was pregnant with you. Everyone wanted her to get rid of the baby except Rose and Emmett, including me." His voice was shaky, "but after almost leaving her side because I was sure she would die when you were born, I still felt she was doing the right thing in a way I never did understand. When the pack found out, Sam wanted to attack, and he was enforcing the plans that morning, but I went against it and left the pack to protect your family. Not long after, Seth and Leah joined me and we formed a pack of our own."

"The night you were born was the night I thought I had lost your mother," He hadn't looked at me once after that, "I resented your father and wanted nothing to do with you because I felt my world came crashing down. Word spread that you're mother was dead, and that your father was changing her, which was another rule against the treaty. But you, you saved everyone that night."

"How?"

"You found me." He smiled and looked up at me, "I finally understood the meaning of life, my reasons for staying close to your mother. It was all because I was supposed to be here and alive just for you. Nothing else mattered after that."

"But what about the pack?"

"They forged the attack and almost wreaked havoc until I was able to stop them." He explained.

"But how?"

"It's in the pack's law that none can harm their pack mate's imprints." He continued, "Once Sam had discovered that my world revolved around you, they had no choice but to stand down and return back to the reserve. But that was until the Volturi came into the picture."

"They thought that I was an immortal child?" It was more of a rhetorical question.

"That, and at the time, Sam had brought the news of me imprinting back to the council." His tone changed, "the only one who supported me was my father, the others felt that I was an abomination. They ordered the pack to retrieve me and bring me back to try an break the imprint, how, I wasn't sure, and neither did they."

"What did they do?"

"They couldn't do anything." His hands were gripped together in front of him as he leaned forward with his elbows rested on his knees, "when Sam came, I challenged him for my freedom of the tribe as well as my choice to go forth with my endeavors to keep you safe. I defeated Sam, which gave me the higher power and the ability to overpower the council's orders to stand clear. The pack, under the circumstances, felt it was in their duties to stand next to me because I was the new alpha, which meant that they were willing to stand in battle with me once we discovered the Volturi were coming for your destruction."

"But the fight hadn't happened."

"No, it almost had." He replied, "but Aro had witnessed his own gruesome fate, and the fact that we were formed around the covens, he withdrawn his orders and returned back to where he came from."

"But why did you leave?" I sighed, "I understand why my parents left, but why leave me here in your sight when it felt like you wanted nothing to do with me."

"Because you're parents wanted to leave and take you with them." He sighed again, "Unfortunately, because I had taken on the role of alpha, I just couldn't leave with you, otherwise I would have. But we came to an agreement that you'd stay here under my watchful eye, as long as I would eventually tell you why."

"Would you have ever told me?"

"Of course." He answered quickly. "But it was because when I returned home, I had to agree that I my pack duties came first, and that meant not being able to see you as much as I hoped. Time began to die faster and you continued to grow rapidly before our eyes, I began missing everything about you."

"So, because of your pack duties, I was left empty-handed?"

"Not entirely," he sighed, "there was a time in my life that I had hated myself to the core, and that was about a year after I had imprinted."

"Why?"

"Because I began to resent you in ways I shouldn't have." His words were shaky, "the council and my own pack brainwashed me into believing that you were a mistake, that I shouldn't embrace a future that was never meant to be mine. They spoke of a medicine man that could cure me, an elder that could break the bond in times like these."

"Your own pack?"

"Yeah, the time I actually needed them to stand behind me, they didn't." He muttered.

"Do they still think this way?"

"No."

"What changed?"

"You." He stated. "They began to see the pain I withheld, the suffering I was up against. The moment my father passed was the moment it all had seemed to change. It was his last words that had actually made me think of what I was doing."

"…" I remained silent, unsure if I should ask what those dying words were.

"He told me," he trembled, "I'm losing him, I've lost my mother, and there's a slim chance my sisters would come home, don't push away the one last person that could give me hope." He paused, "he told me to no longer single you out, to follow my heart and listen to everything it says. Be the alpha I was meant to be, and if that meant I was supposed to go out and start my own pack just to be with you, than I had to do it."

"Do you trust his words?"

"He's my dad Seb," He said blankly, "of course I do, otherwise I wouldn't be here pouring my heart out to you. I only abided by the council's orders because I wasn't sure yet. That was until Sam had told me that he explained what he could to you, which he wasn't going to stand in my way if that meant his own brother would die from it. Sam has the authority just as much as the council now, and his approval was all I really needed to come and tell you, it's just that when I was going to tell you, you didn't give me a chance and you took off."

"Do I have a say?"

"Yeah." He shuffled his feet, "whether you choose to accept it, it's entirely up to you."

"Is death really the penalty for you if I don't?" I asked unsure.

He nodded, "it doesn't happen rapidly, just slowly until our energy dies down and every part of us stops functioning. Basically, it would be a slow and painful experience to endure."

"But you lasted this long?"

"You don't want this, do you?" He asked hesitantly.

"I'm not sure what I want Jacob." I admitted, "I thought I liked you because of you, and I thought you showed some sort of interest in me because of the human side of me, but now, it just means nothing to me."

"So, what do we do now?"

"I'm going home." I replied, "I'll let you know whenever I figure this all out."

"What is there to figure out, I told you everything?" His tone rose a bit.

"The betrayal Jacob!" I turned quickly, "the betrayal, the pain, the lies, the… the… the everything."

"Fine." Without another word spoken, he changed into the massive wolf he came as, fleeing and making his way through the trees and out of sight, leaving me to myself.

As I stood alone, I kept thinking of a way to accept all of this. Why was it so damn hard for everyone to tell me? Who could I trust now? Maybe they were all right when they said I wouldn't be able to handle this all. Maybe everyone was right to keep me hidden from the world; at least I had my books to keep me sane.

It just didn't seem fair.

It took me awhile to find my way home, and by then, the moon had risen and the sky was covered with stars and a few clouds. The porch light was dim, but the house was lit in pretty much every room. A couple vehicles' I hadn't recognized were now parked in the driveway next to grandpa's cruiser and grandma's car.

I knew who it was the moment I entered through the back door; the scents hit me like a wave of emotions. My parents and the rest of my family were here, probably because aunt Alice foresaw my action and began to panic.

"Sebastian!" My mother called out running towards me, "I was so worried."

"Don't!..." I gave her a little shove, "just… don't."

I ignored the concerned looks being thrown my way, including the man and woman I hadn't recognized. I even passed my grandparents though the hallway and went upstairs to the only place I knew I could be left alone.

My room.

A/N: I hope that you are all still enjoying this. Thanks to those who favored and alerted as well as those who reviewed. lytebrytehybrid88, rAbiDmutt03, Demon2Angel, Shalette, Guest (BlueAnchor), FallForYourType, The betrayer hunter, FreeSpirit15, Hank's Lady, Happy paramour, sportsallstrs2, hopelessromantic5, SoundShield11 and Guest.

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P.S. This a request I have, if haven't read my other fic I've been updating, please do. It is the adoption from Heartsink that was recently titled 'Pack Bitch,' now called 'Playing The Pack.' I just updated it as well. Here's the summary.

M/M Slash. Seth had only known about Vampires, mainly because he used to date one. But now he's returning to La Push to accompany his mother. He hopes to return to his vampire, to the love of his life, but will a certain pack of wolves let him? Or will he be forced to please the packs needs? ADOPTED FROM HEARTSINK. Originally titled 'Pack Bitch'