I am so sorry that it took me nearly two months to update my story! But I really appreciate that you guys kept favoriting, following, and reviewing! It means a lot to know that you guys like my writing! I am also glad that the people who did review were giving me suggestions on what they wanted to see! So, because you guys asked for it, I wrote this chapter in Jacob's point of view! Now, I don't know how many more chapters I will have in Jacob's point of view because I really want my story to focus more on Scarlette, but if there is anything you guys want to see, please let me know! I am willing to take any suggestions into consideration! So, without further ado, here is Chapter 7! Please, please, please review and keep the suggestions coming! And I promise Chapter 8 won't take me nearly as long to post!

I was running…again. It was the only thing that distracted me; if I was still for too long, she would force her way back into my mind.

It wasn't supposed to happen this way. When I didn't imprint on Bella, I assumed I wasn't going to at all.

Fate was wrong, it had to be. Bella was the one for me. Besides, I never wanted to imprint. I wanted to choose who I would end up with; I didn't want my fate in the hands of some fragile human who didn't know me, even if she was Seth's cousin.

But, I couldn't deny the connection I felt to Scarlette. I tried to, though, I tried to pretend she didn't exist. But the pain—the constant, aching pain—of not being around her became too much. I caved become her friend. I wanted to say that I was doing it for her, but, the truth was, it was purely selfish; I had to be around her.

I was fighting the imprint, but I was losing terribly.

Watching Collin collide with Scarlette at a speed that was too much for her small frame to handle was the most terrifying moment of my life.

She was hurt and it sent a wave of pain through my body. My instincts took over and I was attacking the thing that hurt my imprint. It took two days for Collin's nose to set right.

Sam had to pull me away from Collin to remind me that Scarlette needed me. Panic set in at that moment. How badly was she hurt? Was she going to be okay?

I punched Collin again to keep from screaming.

It was when I saw Embry holding Scarlette that I nearly phased. She was mine, there was no reason that he had to be holding her like that. He had his arms wrapped around her in a way that made a ripple run down my spine. No one but me should ever have their arms around her.

A snarl ripped through my teeth when Embry refused to give her to me. Even Paul, the annoying bastard, had tried to keep me away from her. If it hadn't been for Sam, I probably would've phased and tried to attack them all.

That was what the imprint did to me. It made me want to attack my friends, it made me punch my cousin. I wanted to be angry at Scarlette, blame her for the reason I was doing all of those things but I couldn't. Because I would hurt anyone, kill anyone if it meant Scarlette was safe. I would spend the rest of my life keeping her safe.

All of a sudden, I could feel a shift in my thoughts and I knew I was no longer alone.

Hey, Jake. It was Quil.

What's up?

Thinking about Scarlette, again?

I tried to come up with an excuse as to why I was running myself all over La Push but it was no use. Even if Quil couldn't hear all my thoughts, he was my best friend and he could read me like an open book.

Does it ever stop? I finally asked.

The constantly worrying about her or the constantly thinking about her?

Both.

Quil thought for a moment before speaking. Not really, no. But, as messed up as it sounds, at some point, you'll…enjoy it. You'll be worrying about her all day and when you finally see her and you know for sure that nothing has happened to her, you'll feel happy and…peaceful. There's nothing in the world that can bring you greater happiness than knowing that she's safe. And as for thinking about her all day, well, it'll drive the other guys insane—especially Seth, considering she's his cousin—but, is there really anything else that you'd want to be thinking about more than her?

Before I could stop myself, I let the thought slip and Quil groaned.

Really, Jake? Ugh, aren't you over her yet? I don't know what else can convince you that you two aren't meant to be together. Whether you like it or not, she's marrying Edward and she's wants to become a vampire. I broke his thoughts with a snarl and he growled back at me. And you imprinted on Scarlette. She's the one you're meant to be with.

I don't know how to just stop loving her, Quil. It's not that simple.

Quil thought for a moment. So, maybe you don't stop loving her. Maybe, you work on loving someone else more. You should go see Scarlette today, she thinks you hate her again.

What? I stopped running.

Quil showed me his thoughts. It was clear that images that been passed along from Seth. He was sitting in her bedroom and she was tearing up a little. She was asking Seth what she had done wrong, asking him why I was treating her this way. She questioned if it would be better if she just went back home.

I stopped breathing at the last comment she made. She couldn't leave. She couldn't be that far away from me. I needed her here.

So, go tell her that. Quil broke through my panic.

He didn't need to tell me twice; I knew what I had to do.

Without saying anything to him, I spun around and began running in the direction of the Clearwater's house. I ran until I was close enough to phase. Without breaking stride, I pulled on my shorts, ran up the porch steps, and knocked on the door.

Leah answered and her face darkened at the sight of me, "If you're here to cause Scarlette more pain, I suggest you leave."

I pushed past her and into the house, "Is she in her room?" I didn't wait for an answer, I just moved through the hallway and into her bedroom.

She jumped when I swung the door open. She was laying on her bed reading. The book went flying and I caught it with ease.

"Holy crap, Jacob! You scared the hell outta me!" She moved so she was in a sitting position, "What are you doing here?"

"I don't hate you!" I mentally cursed myself for practically screaming at her. I wanted to do this in a calm manner, but I could never stay calm around Scarlette. She made everything feel so much more intensified.

"What? How did you—Seth!" She hissed the last part.

"Please, don't think I hate you," I moved closer to her and she seemed surprised, "I know that I haven't been that great to you—in fact, I've been downright awful at some moments, but it has never been and will never be because I hate you. It's almost the opposite. I…I care about you, a lot."

Her eyes widened, "You do?"

I smiled at her. She looked so innocent in that moment, like no other guy had ever said that to her before.

"Yes." I was sitting on her bed now and she didn't move away from me, "More than I wanted to admit before."

"How come?" She was looking for answers again and I knew I had to be honest with her.

"Until you came along, I was in love with Bella." I didn't miss the look of jealousy and pain flash across her face as I spoke those words.

"But, you're not anymore?" She asked.

I took a deep breath. This was the hard part, "I think there is going to be a part of me will always love Bella. She's my best friend and the first girl I have ever really loved."

"Oh." Her voice was small, like a child's, and she didn't meet my gaze.

I delicately moved my hand under her chin and lifted up her face, "I haven't been treating you fairly, and I'm sorry—so sorry about that. I always thought I was gonna end up with Bella one day and it scared the hell outta me to realize that I could feel something like this for someone other than her. So, that's why I pushed you away. But, trust me when I say, I haven't been able to get you out of my head. Even when I'm with Bella, you're all I think about. So, even if you never want to speak to me again, please, please, don't think I hate you and please don't leave La Push."

For a few seconds, she didn't say anything and I was worried that I had terrified her. But when she finally moved, she removed my hand from her chin and held it in her lap. Again, her gazed dropped.

"I like you, Jacob. I don't know what it is about you, but even after everything you've done, I can't get you out of my head either. I can't deny how happy I am that you're falling out of love with Bella, but I can't help feeling like I'm second best."

My heart broke. I was so torn; I couldn't stop loving Bella no matter how hard I tried, but I couldn't deny my feelings for Scarlette anymore.

"You're not. Bella's my best friend but you're the girl I want—" Before I could finish my sentence, the door swung open again and Seth came bustling through.

"Seth!" I was on my feet in an instant. He didn't have to say anything for me to know that something was wrong, "What's going on?"

"It's Bella and the Cullen's." He spoke quickly and breathlessly, "They need our help."

I looked at Scarlette; she still wasn't looking at me, but I could see the pain she was feeling.

"I can't," I said. I smiled when Scarlette's head popped up. This time, I needed to be with her.

"Jake," Seth's voice was desperate.

I turned back to him, "Seth, you're just going to have to tell them—"

"It's the redhead."

It took all of myself control not to phase in Scarlette's bedroom.

"What?" I suppressed a snarl.

"She's close."

I felt the familiar ripple. I wanted to phase right here, right now and hunt down the bloodsucker and tear her to pieces. I wanted to watch her burn. She was close—too damn close—to Scarlette and Bella.

I turned back to the small, fragile girl looking confused on her bed.

"Scarlette." She knew what was coming next.

"Go," She urged. I figured it was so she could get away from me, "I'm used to being second best."

"It's not—"

"Jake, we need to leave…now." Seth pleaded.

"Stay inside, please. I'll be back tonight and we can talk some more, I promise." Quickly, I bent down and placed a rushed kiss on her forehead. I wanted her to understand that I wasn't just doing this for Bella, I was doing this for her too. I was doing this to keep her safe.

"I'm so sorry." I whispered.

With one final look, I tried to show her that I wasn't trying to hurt her. After that, I turned on my heel and ran after Seth.

She never turned to look at me.

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