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Chapter Thirteen

~~~SEBASTIAN~~~

November:

Understanding my father has become a task. If it wasn't one thing, it was another. The moment I had broke the news to my family that I had planned to see how it goes with Jacob, my father and I were back to square one. It was another one of his episodes that I figured I would just let the time pass and he'd come around again. But a week into the month, he heard that I was planning to go with Jacob to Sam's for their dinner, which is when he thought it would be best to stir the pot of problems once again.

The kiss.

I could've went on with life never having felt the obligation to know this, but my father had brought it up when my mother supported me going. I was clueless to what he was speaking of, and my mother had begged him to drop it. But after he had spilled that my mom and Jacob had shared a kiss; a passionate one, before in their life, uncle Emmett and aunt Rose were ready to… well… I'm not exactly sure what they would've done to my father if nana Esme hadn't stepped in.

The one time that I figured I would spend with my parents and my other family, it was ruined within ten minutes because my father wasn't too pleased with my decisions. My mother apologized non-stop and insisted that the kiss meant nothing, acting as if I deserved the satisfaction. Honestly, I wasn't in a relationship with Jacob just yet, and I wasn't sure how soon it would be. There were a lot of things holding me back yet.

First was my family's approval. I still wanted everyone to be okay with me being with Jacob and finally accepting us. Then there was the packs acceptance, whether they would one day welcome me into the group or not, I didn't want to be near them unless I felt as if I wouldn't have a worry. But I think the main thing in the way was the age barrier.

I'm thirteen and I already had been promised to someone by destiny. I was already beginning to feel the pull towards Jacob, and as much as I tried to deny how I felt about Jacob and the kiss between him and my mother; I was actually jealous. Deep inside I wanted to scream at my mother that she had no right to, that she was the reason why Jacob seemed so lost, why he's so sure that I'm supposed to be with him because my mother somehow still loved him.

I wasn't making sense.

But it was enough to go through that I had begged uncle Emmett to bring me home while aunt Rose was still screaming right in my father's face. I've only seen her upset a couple times, and she was one that you didn't want to mess with. I could see the fear in my father's features, that he was scared that aunt Rose might do something that could make him suffer. All I could hear from the shouting was that aunt Rose was threatening to send him somewhere far from here where he couldn't make things worse for me. Then there was something about 'love' and 'give him a chance' and something around 'he deserves it'.

"You okay kiddo?" Uncle Emmett asked sincerely.

"I don't know." I shrugged. "It just seems like my dad wants to make my life miserable every time I find something good about it."

"He doesn't want to let you go kid." Uncle Emmett replied with a sigh, "none of us do. It's just, some of us have come to accept it sooner than others."

"But why does he continue to put Jacob in the bad spot?" I said frustrated, "he hasn't been a saint himself, it wasn't exactly smart of him to leave my mother shattered to the point where she became suicidal. He's controlling, I can see that now."

"That's your father." Uncle Emmett chuckled. "He's been that way for years, and it worsened the moment he found Bella, and even intensified the moment you were born. I'm not defending him nephew, but ever since Jacob has come into the picture, he sees that Jacob had always wanted to take the important people out of his life. He's not ready to let you go when he's never had the chance to have you in his life."

"So he thinks I've forgotten him?" I muttered.

"Not exactly." Uncle Emmett replied, "he just wants that chance to be a father before you end up going to start your own life. I admit that he's handling it the wrong way, but it's his way of keeping you closer and others farther. It's every father's intention to be their child's knight in shining armor, your dad had never had that chance and he feels Jacob is already taking that role from him."

"But I can't help that he was never there." I argued.

"Yes, but that wasn't his fault." Uncle Emmett replied bluntly, "your parents had done what they thought was best for you. I get that you felt the source of abandonment, but there was never a day that went by where we hadn't thought of you. Hell, there were days I had to convince your aunt that this was for the best when she attempted several times to come rescue you. She even had to do it for me; you're like a son to us to kid, and I can somewhat understand how my brother feels."

"I know everything they did for me –everything that you all had done for me was for the best," I sighed in frustration, "but everyone has to understand how I felt about this. I was just a child, and I needed my parents for every bit of my life. I knew that it was for a reason, but it still felt as if I was facing this without them. My father can't expect me to be his baby boy the moment he walks back into my life, especially since grandpa Charlie acted more as a father than he did, it isn't fair to grandpa or me. He has to work his way back into my life the same way Jacob is."

"I think that's something that you have to tell him." He suggested.

"I will," I sighed again, stepping out of the car and onto the sidewalk. "When I'm ready to talk to him. I'll talk to you later uncle, love you."

"Love you to kid." He gave a smile before driving off again.

As I walked into the house, I found myself less upset over the fact of the kiss, and more upset about the fact that my father could cause problems and tell other's secrets to get back into my life rather than trying like Jacob. Jacob has done nothing but be there for me, and I can kind of see how my father feels that Jacob is already taking the superhero role that a father wants, but if my father would at least try, then maybe I could finally form a relationship with him and get his advice on the things I need him for.

Like, if I should ask Jacob to the prom.

How long should I wait until I finally tell Jacob that I'm ready to be in a relationship? I knew I at least wanted to be sixteen before then. But could Jacob wait that long?

What should I do for my future?

Anything in particular that I hadn't known about him or always questioned. If he wanted to be my father, than I needed him to know that.

"Everything okay?" Surprisingly, it was Seth standing at the door. "You looked a little down walking in, you're dad being a drama queen again?"

He chuckled; I nodded. "You can say that."

"You're dad used to be cool and mellow." He chuckled handing me a mug of hot chocolate. "Mom's specialty." He smiled. "I remember when your dad hardly had a care other than your mom's clumsiness. But I guess becoming a daddy changes you."

"How is it you can look at everything with positivity?" I giggled, "I've never seen you mad or upset with anyone Seth."

"Because I'm cool like that." He teased brushing his nose with his thumb, "no, I'm just… my dad always told me life's too short to worry about the things that can dig you deeper in the mud. Think positive and good things will happen."

"He sounds like a great guy."

"Oh he was. Is." Seth chuckled, "he always had a joke up his sleeve and could make anyone laugh. I think that's why he got along so well with your grandpa. I can guess that if he was alive to see that Charlie ended up with my mom, I guarantee he'd have some joke about him stealing his girl. Dad hardly held a grudge."

"I wish my father could have took some pointers from him." I sighed.

"My dad used to tease Jake about Bella and Edward." He clapped his hands and smirked as if he had a secret. "Get this, when Jake didn't want to be the alpha at the time, and since he is the son of the chief, my dad would tease him about Edward being the chief instead since we all seen how controlling he was over you mom. So my dad would always ask him when the next time the chief would let him see his best friend."

"I'm guessing that pissed Jacob off a lot." I smirked.

"In the beginning." Seth shrugged, "but he became used of the teasing and it actually helped him realize in some way that my dad was in fact right."

"Did you know that Jacob kissed my mom?" I asked.

"No. But I know that you're mom kissed Jacob. It was the only way to get Jacob to believe that she cared for him still." I paused. "I'm guessing that your dad spilled he beans on the predicament." I nodded. "Look Seb, everyone makes mistakes and has regrets, I've come across a couple. But you can only learn from it."

"I know." I agreed. "Right now, my biggest worry is my father never accepting my decisions."

"Maybe I owe him a talk." He sounded determined, "you'll never guess that your dad and I were the best of friends." He chuckled. "I'd like to think that our friendship was the beginning of breaking down the barriers between the pack and the Cullens."

"I bet you were." I chortled at the thought of him and my father hanging out. I've never seen my dad as sociable, especially the thought of him being friends with a werewolf. "Does he trust you?"

"What?"

"Does my father trust you?" I repeated.

"Yeah, as far as I know." He shrugged. "From what I remember, your dad always told Emmett and Bella that I had to be one of the most freest souls he's ever encountered."

"I think you need to remind him of that." Seth stared at me curiously. "If you do happen to talk to him, you should remind him that not all of you are the monsters he has you set out to be. He's trusted you, why can't he trust the others?"

"No problem kiddo." He chuckled ruffling his hand through my hair. "I'll do my best."

"You look younger than me Seth and your calling me kiddo." I laughed at the thought. "I should be calling you that."

"No way." He grinned. "We look about the same age, but I am in fact older than you by a long shot, so… you are the kiddo."

"Yeah, yeah." I laughed.

"And Seb?" He stopped at the door. "It really doesn't hurt to smile."

I had to admit that it was a bit refreshing talking to Seth. I hadn't known much of him since he had babysat me a while ago, and for him to come around again felt better. I was informed by grandma Sue that he has met someone and to which is the reason he hasn't been around much lately. She hadn't said whom or if we were ever going to meet them, just that she was happy that Seth was finally taking chances in that field until he one day met his imprint.

Or that was if he ever met his imprint.

By the time Thanksgiving came, I was ready to finally get away from Forks once again. I found myself enjoying going out to the reservation more than actually going to the manor to visit my other family. My father could believe what he wanted, but I found that the pack was being more welcoming than they had in a long time. Paul was even talking to me, sometime joining along with the teasing that Jared and Quil became used to. Jacob had mentioned that it wouldn't last that much longer before the became bored of me being there target, but I had to say that I enjoyed it somewhat; especially when I would get them back more often than they had expected.

Samuel. Sam and Emily's year old infant had seemed to get attached to me as I came around more. I'm not much of a person to be around children, but Samuel had everyone wrapped around his little fingers. He was the future generation of the pack, and they treated him like royalty. I could see that it affected Jared and Paul the most, and sometimes Jacob. I knew they all wanted to start their families someday soon, it's just… with Jacob, I wouldn't be able to give him that.

I could see that it bothered him a bit, but I tried my best to accept that he would always have these feelings. I knew Jacob would make a great dad; he shined whenever Samuel would show him just how innocent a child could be. It was as if Jacob was sure that he would one day have the son he had always dreamed of. I just wish that if we do move forward with our relationship, that one day we could find a way for that to be possible.

It scared me at times though, how I was already thinking of a family and I wasn't exactly dating Jacob just yet. I can see that he wanted to be with me, but I wasn't exactly ready. The age thing still bothered me. But… when I met Claire, it didn't seem to bother her. She would beam a smile whenever Quil leaned over with his arm wrapped around her shoulder, she was content with the contact and seemed okay that she would one day be the wife of Quil V Atera.

I still wondered if I'd be okay with being Jacob's other half, or so the pack calls it.

I probably overthought a lot of this, but I couldn't help it. It was something that plagued me, in my eyes; I was never going to be perfect for Jacob. He deserved a wife with kids to continue on this line. Fate had really screwed him over. He's the alpha, why was he stuck with me for the rest of eternity –to me; it still needed reasons I could never come up with.

"Dinner's almost ready." Emily announced, which I'm guessing was the cue for everyone to set-up the table and everyone's spot was placed around the large table.

There traditions were almost similar to grandma Sue's and grandpa Charlie's. I was happy that they were invited, even though I could see grandma Sue was getting anxious to do something to help Emily, but Emily insisted that grandma take a break this year from kitchen duties. It was the imprints job this year, and somehow I ended up in the kitchen with them.

Imagine the amusement for Rachel, Kim, and Claire to find out that I knew my way around the kitchen and that I was easily completing the tasks that Emily would give me. It felt a bit strange for me to be with the rest of the imprints, and Jacob had even informed me that I didn't have to help if I didn't want to. But, because grandma Sue had always taught me to pitch in when needed, I only found it right to help where I could. I was curious to why Leah wasn't with us here, but it was noted that she preferred to hang with the guys instead.

The food had been placed out across the table with everyone surrounding. Surprisingly we had to move it outside for everyone to fit, which thankfully the weather had been calm.

It was a big difference for me from last year. I've grown accustomed to the trio my grandparents and I had formed each year. Now quite a few people surrounded me, and I was seated next to Jacob as Emily had ordered. It was another tradition I needed to get used to. Everyone had to be seated next to their other half or their imprinters, so that only left a few to sit freely where they chose.

One thing I had noticed in this household was that the word 'Imprint' was tossed around a lot. It had been in the norm for them, and I was still trying to get used of the fact that everyone knew that I was Jacob's imprint. It was never Jared's girlfriend, or Paul's fiancé, or Sam's wife, we were all addressed as imprints, and I wasn't sure if I was comfortable with the label.

I knew who I was, and part of the reasons I was here. I just didn't need the constant reminder from everyone that I was Jacob's world. I could see that he was pleased over the terms, and I even heard him announce to others of my presence in such.

"Did you enjoy the food?" Jacob asked me, sitting next to me on the carved benches. "Would you like anything else?"

"It's good." I murmured. "I'm fine."

I did feel guilty that I was being a little subtle. The group was one big family, and I felt as if I was the new addition being introduced, and everyone was trying a bit too hard to help me fit in. I didn't require any special attention, but that's what they continued to give me. Was it so wrong for me to be annoyed over it? Or should I have just sat back and enjoyed it.

I didn't want Jacob to know how I felt, but I think he was beginning to pick up on my emotions. I could see my grandparents even laughing and enjoying the festivities, and here I was sitting quietly hoping that if I had said anything, I wouldn't say the wrong thing. Everyone was comfortable and enjoying the evening, and I wanted to, too. But I just couldn't find myself to; I was anxious over nothing and shy to even spark a conversation with anyone.

The last thing I wanted to do was ruin the night, but it seemed I was already achieving it.

"Is something wrong Seb?" Jacob asked concerned.

I shrugged. "I don't know." I admitted. "I'm just not used of a crowd this big. I wasn't aware that you're pack was this big."

"I keep forgetting you haven't met them all." He muttered. "Would you like me to introduce you? I mean, they know who you are, but I don't think you know the younger ones."

"Umm… yeah, I guess." I shrugged again.

It was a bit awkward to say the least. As I followed Jacob to the small group of teen boys, all of their eyes fell on me and their conversation muted the moment they spotted me. To me, they all looked like brothers. Similar features, almost the same clothing with the muscle-t's and jean shorts. It seemed that's all they wore.

Jacob went around the circle of five guys, each with different last names but related to the older guys in some way. I smiled and nodded as I shook their hands. Each of them greeted me politely and spoke on how great it was for them to finally meet the alpha's mate. I sort of brushed off the gesture and was ready to leave when one began to apologize.

"Excuse me?" I stared at him puzzled, then looked at Jacob confused.

"Sorry about the ankle." He spoke again.

"Ankle?" I stared still confused.

"Jake almost tore me a limb for biting your ankle when we chased you down." He looked embarrassed. "I can promise you that, that will never happen again. Kind of want to keep my body attached."

I never understood why Jacob would hurt the guy, and I felt guilty for it. I knew that Jacob was protective over me, but to harm his own pack mate? I wasn't sure how to take in that information.

"You said your name was Tyler?" I asked just to be sure. He nodded.

"Tyler Lahote."

"Well, it's nice to meet you." I said still standing next to Jacob as he observed. "I'm sorry you had to face such drastic consequences for your actions, after all, I do heal fast."

"No apology necessary." He waved his hand as if it was nothing. "Pack law is pack law."

"Pack law?" I questioned, looking up at Jacob.

"Can we talk somewhere private?" He asked with what looked like guilt.

I turned to face Tyler and the others before looking back at Jacob before nodding. I said my goodbyes and followed Jacob as he led me to the front patio where we could get some privacy. I sat next to him on the bench swing and waited for him to begin his explanation.

"Pack laws are put in place for the safety of our pack and especially our imprints." He began with his head down, "when it comes to our imprints, any harm done by fellow pack-mates, will not be taken lightly. Tyler had to be punished for his indecent act, and he understood that. I know this doesn't help much that I would do such a thing to keep you safe, but because you are the alpha's mate, punishment is a lot worse."

"Punishment?" I murmured under my breath, "what kind of punishment?"

"It really depends on the damage done really." He shrugged his shoulders before meeting my eyes. "If an imprint is badly hurt by one of our own, they can face a brutal fate, or as far as banishment from phasing ever again."

"What kind of punishment did Tyler face?" I asked concerned. I hadn't known the teen, but I did feel guilty that he had to go through some sort of pain on my behalf.

"I'm not proud of what I did." He continued to stare at his feet as he shuffled them back and forth. "I could come up with any excuse, but the main one would be the alpha gene in me kicking in."

"What did you do?" I asked.

"I broke a few of his bones." He practically whimpered. "When I returned, it was as if my instincts kicked in and all I wanted to do was find Tyler for what he had done to you, and I did."

"You broke his bones?" I repeated upset.

"I can't excuse myself for what I did Sebastian, and there are these types of things that I'm still learning to deal with." He said quickly and defensively. "I never meant to hurt the kid, but I did. I felt like shit after I had done it and stayed by his side when that happened. It was one of the pack duties that I needed to attend to, which is why I had been absent for a couple days."

"Does he forgive you?" I asked.

He shrugged again, "I wouldn't if I were him, but I did promise him that it wouldn't happen again."

"How can you be so sure?" I asked still upset.

"Because you're here." He finally looked up at me with tears falling down his cheek. "I'm a lot more calmer when I'm near you. I know that it's not the best in me to ask you this, but if it were ever to happen again, I'd need you to ask me. No. I need you to tell me not to hurt anyone."

"Why? What good would that do?" I asked a little annoyed.

"Because, whether you like it or not," he sighed, "you have that power over me."

"You really do need me?" I had never meant to voice it out; I was more of thinking out loud. But he nodded as I wiped the tears from his face.

It really was a sight to see as I watched Jacob melt under my touch. I could feel the exempted emotions run through him as my hand grazed his cheek. He didn't have a care in the world at this moment, and I didn't want to take that from him. To be honest, I felt the same way. His warmth sent radiating warmth throughout my cold flesh.

Maybe we were really made for each other.

A/N: Quick question. I know it's not of importance, but should I give Seth and imprint, and who should it be? Reply with a review or a PM if you feel you need to mention it. I know the story seems to be going at a slower pace than I'm used to, and that could be just me, but I promise that it will pick up within the next couple of chapters before the drama begins. I know I said I wouldn't go into putting the pairing through much, but I do have an idea that will test their love for each other.

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