Accidentally in Love
So she said "What's the problem baby?" What's the problem? I don't know Well, maybe I'm in love I think about it every time I think about it Can't stop thinking 'bout it Hello- My name is Jacob Black. It was Jacob Black, for animals do not own names. I have a story. But you won't like it, for it is sad and I have heard that people are fond of happy stories nowadays. Sometimes I wonder what life would have been life if I had never met her. But I quickly dispel that thought because life without love is not worth living. Technically, I should not have ever loved her. She was a daughter of my Enemy and a child of Once Loved. Yet, I did love her and it is too late to change any of that. I think I am dying. I place my pen to the paper one last time...
Chapter 7 is UP! This story used to be call 'Fire to Ashes'
Okay this story was once called, "Fire to Ashes" Please review! Only 14 people have reviewed yet, It did make me sad:( The plot is this- Jacob meets Bella's Child who he falls in love with. She dosn't love him though:( But when she does fall in love with him some one else come's in. Someone who loves her. Someone who will stop at nothing too get what he wants. Can he survive it all?
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“Alice?” A inquisitive voice echoed though the
dense forest. “Alice, where are you?”
The girl, Alice, giggled and ignored it. She spun into trees, light footfalls barely crinkled the leafs beneath her. Autumn leaves were fell around her, a whirlwind of colors. A rain sat alight on her nose before being washed away by other. She wrinkled her nose, a musty smell of dander and mold drifted toward her. Alice took no notice of it, the smell was just another smell in such a place. Scampering up a hefty-sized oak, she gazed at the world around her. The sights, the sounds! It was like one who was blind, then saw the light of day for the first time. It was like that, for Alice had heard all to much about the place. The town of Forks was just like what her mother described, the green that was almost over-rated, the rain that tinkled down her back. Alice perched perilously, wind threatening to tear her to the ground like so many leaves before her. She wobbled once, then sprung from the branch ran into the forest. Laughing, twisting and turning, tree after tree, only to be dodged at the last moment, spinning though out the woods.
“Ahh-!”Only the smallest shout managed to escaped before a coarse hand enclosed her mouth. The new rough hand wormed it’s way around her neck,
“Hush, you worm-bitten parasite!” The violent whisper was as rough as the hands.Alice struggled with the hand, squirming and twisting. When the hold did not loosen, she became worried. What if all her mothers legends had been true? What if there were werewolves in this forest? Should she be happy, or sad?
“I’m no vampire!” He twirled Alice around with one easy twist of the hand.
“Impossible! No human is this strong!”“No!,” She strode to cover the nervousness that leaked out. “Look at my eyes! If I’m a vampire, then how come are my eyes green!”
I studied her emerald eyes. They were the deepest green, flecks of gold and brown speckled them. I reeled back, shocked. She looked too much like Bella. Her heart-shaped face, that deep brown hair, but she had something that Bella never had. An air, a sense of confidents.
“What?” The girl swished her hair defiantly, grapping my wrist. “No, Alice. And what is your name, pup, before I kill you?”
I began to phase, though I didn’t mean too. Alice would have killed me in a second, but the sight of her bronze highlights amongst the chocolate brown hair reminded me why I was so irritated at the world. I saw red and a tingle ripped down my spine. I felt the skin being pushed under as hair became to spring up. In almost a second there was no Jacob Black, only a wolf. I wrapped my jaws around her neck before Alice could run. Her strong arms pressed against my head, trying to push me away. I tighten my grip, teeth puncturing her skin. Warm, hot blood poured down my throat. I threw her down, casting her aside.
“Really! How did you know that humans bleed! Did this tip you off?” With saying these words Alice wiped her hand down the long gash, throwing the blood at me. Alice stood up and ran. That was her plan anyway, after standing up her leg collapsed beneath her. A vampire that bleeds? Is it even possible? She had to be a vampire, no humans had such pale skin, such strength!
“No! Alice! What are you doing to her!?!” The voice was so familiar… I slowly turned. To see the shocked face of Edward Cullen. I was well aware that my jaw had dropped. I could feel it scrapping the ground floor. Edward ran over to the limp girl. He bent down a kissed Alice on the neck lightly. I froze, was he sucking out her life-blood as I watched? Was he kissing her? Does that mean he left Bella? Reached down into a small pouch by the tick’s side. Edward took the contents in his hands and began to spread them on the frail girl.
“Damn, that itches!” Alice had sat up, massaging her leg. Making sure they were no other cut on her, Edward turned towards me. He held his palms upright, as if approaching a criminal.
“Look, wolf. We mean you no harm.” This was not Edward! He was too young, his voice too boyish. His hair wasn’t as red, his eyes not entierly gold.
“Ha!” The girl laughed, “Not anymore!”
“Please excuse her, she has a bit of a temper.” Alice yelped again, and the boy leaned down to help her. I took the opportunity to examine Alice closer. I stared back into her eyes and then the world stopped. Nothing else mattered. She was gravity, pulling me in. She was perfect.She had pale skin, pale enough to be mistaken for a vampire. Her hair had more gold in it then I had noticed before. She was wearing a cream-colored skirt, a small pink poodle at one side. The poodle had a leash that wound up her thigh and onto a manila silk blouse which ruffled in the wind. I think I had remembered seeing another outfit like this in an old movie. A poodle skirt it was called.
“Shoot!” Alice had one side of the skirt in her hand. A long rip extended up the side. “Now I’m going to have to take it back to Peter’s and I know he will have a waiting list the length of Hell!”
I blinked at her blankly. Peter’s? “You are part of the Quiluete pack?” The boy asked me.
“What’s it to you?” I studied him warily.
“Could you give this to Jacob White?” The boy held out a note.
“Jacob Green!” Alice yelled in.“It was Jacob Green.”
“I’m sure it was White.”
“Black!” I cut in.
“What?” They asked in chorus. “Black, my name is Jacob Black”
“You’re Jacob Black?” The boy sounded incredulous.
“That explains a lot!” Her laugh was harsh.
“Alice...” He reprimanded her. He twisted my way, “Sorry, we haven’t even been properly introduced yet! I’m Jacob and this is my twin, Alice Cullen.”
“Cullen?’” Bella’s children? Mabye they were the Blonds kids? Please?
“Bella’s you’re mother?”
“Yes, Edwards our father.” I grimmiced. Ouch.
“Sis...” He began to walk away, “Sorry, we will be leaving now.”
“Wait a moment!” But they were gone. I sat on the ground and opened the note,
You may have imprinted, you may hate me with
all my heart but I need to see you. Edward
argees that you should come and visit, I
have sent this letter with my children,
Alice and Jacob. We named Jacob after you.
Please try not to attack them, they are only
half-vampire. I am a vampire now, but
please come! You will always be my best
friend, no matter how you stink,