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The Story of 2

My take on what would've happen post BD. Will Jacob And Nessie fall in love? Or will they stay BFF's? I tried to stay as true to the characters as possible. TITLE CHANGE!!! This was formerly known as Jacob and Nessie

This story starts off 5 years after BD. the cullen family is living in a seattle suburb. Jacob is Alpha of his pack of 8.

3. Chapter 3-The Bonfire

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Chapter 3- The Bonfire

The ride home was silent. My mind was spinning; thinking in a new direction. Jake, my best friend, my brother at times, my protector, could he be more? He said he loved me, but I always knew he loved me. The imprinting thing made him love me, it tied us together forever, but I never thought it could be anything romantic. He couldn’t possibly think of me that way. Not the baby girl whom he watched grow up into a woman in only 5 years. He probably changed my diapers when I was little, ugh I hope not. Jake must’ve known something was up, he didn’t say a word the whole way to the house.

When we pulled up my Dad was at the car immediately. “Why are you cutting class?” He shouted, fuming mad. But when I looked up at his face he lost all his ire. “What happened?” Eyeing Jacob then he looked back to me.

“Dad, I don’t want to talk about it ok?” Dad must’ve read my mind or Jacob’s because he just helped me in the house, without another word. Everyone was there; they all had questions in their eyes. I grabbed Jacob’s hand and a water out the fridge and went out the back door to his place.

Jacob lived in the “mother-in-law” house out back. Well I wouldn’t call it living. He patrolled at night with his pack, slept while I was at school and usually spent the rest of the evening with me at the main house or out in the woods somewhere. He only was there to sleep and shower, usually. But the house had been Jake’s idea, so he didn’t have to smell vampire everyday of his life. Grandma decorated it with Jacob in mind. It felt homey to me. I knew he didn’t get much sleep because of my drama, so I figured I would let him go back to sleeping, I could use a nap too. I grabbed the blanket off his bed and dragged it to the couch; where he was.

“So…” he put his arm over my shoulder as I snuggled into him and pulled the blanket over us. “…are you still up for the bonfire tonight? I mean if you’re not we could just hang out here or something.” I sighed the bonfire would be the perfect antidote to this day. I loved hanging out with the wolves. They made the supernatural world easy to live in. And I couldn’t wait to tell Leah what happened today. Leah was my best friend, well my best girlfriend, we had a lot of similarities and she also lived in the area. So we hung out a lot. She went to Washington State in Seattle with, Alex, the boy she imprinted on.

“Ness…the bonfire?” Jake said after I didn’t answer right away.

“Oh, yea of course I want to go!” We watch animal planet until we fell asleep.

The bonfire was, as expected, a blast. We laughed, danced, ate (well the boys inhaled food), and most of all we laughed. Pretty much everyone was there. Rachael, Jacob older sister, and Paul, Jared and Kim, Quil and Claire, Sam, Emily and Gia, Sam and Emily’s 2 year old daughter, Embry, Colin, Leah, Seth and Brady. The elders were there too Old Quil, Sue and Billy.

I couldn’t help but to revisit my previous thoughts of Jacob. All the rest of the imprinted people were couples. Well except Quil and Claire. Claire was only 7 years old, which was the problem. But Quil and Claire and I and Jacob were so similar; Jake and Quil had imprinted on us when we were little, we weren’t old enough to be thought of as anything but little sisters. But now I was older; I was 5, but I looked 17, and as I grew up Jake had changed into my best friend, and I suspected Quil would be making that change soon. But could it be more? Did I want it to be more? Could he ever think of me that way? I sighed knowing the answer to the last question. Of course he couldn’t think of me any other way than purely platonic. If he had ever thought of me that way then I doubt my dad would be too happy with our friendship. But dad didn’t mind, so Jake must’ve never thought of me that way.

I looked at him from across the fire and I knew the answer to the second question as well. Of course I wanted it to be more. He was my best friend, my light. He knew me inside and out. And I knew he loved me for me; my personality, not the body that surrounded it. I couldn’t believe that it had taken so long for me to realize he was perfect for me. I looked at him again in a different light. His eyes were a perfect black, deep set, and boring into mine. His smile glowed against the fire. His body was well… incredible. His copper skin held tight against his muscles, his defined abs, and pecks. PERFECTION.

At that moment I was completely wrapped up in him. The feeling just overcame me. I almost felt bad for giving the guys that I dated a bad time. Because all I wanted to do was touch him. I clenched my hand into a fist. This feeling was amazing but forbidden. I couldn’t feel this way about my best friend. I didn’t want to ruin what we had because it was perfect. I closed my eyes, praying the feeling would go away, but also praying it was stay. What if he finds out? Would he leave me? He always gave me what I wanted; I wondered if I wanted him would he give it to me. I just wanted to touch and be touched; I want to feel those amazing abs under my fingers, feel his lips on mine, I wanted to feel his hands on me. I had always seen what my dates had done to me as a violation but if Jacob did it to me it would be a dream come true.

Leah noticed my clenched fist and shook me. “Nessie what’s wrong?” I unclenched my hand, it throbbed.

“Ow. Nothing’s wrong just…I don’t know Leah” She looked at me puzzled. “You can tell me, you know?” I sighed I hated keeping secrets from her but I couldn’t tell anyone about this.

“It’s nothing really” I told her.

“Ok” she replied, but she wasn’t convinced. The rest of the night she kept an eye on me out the corner of her eye, I pretended not to notice.

I kept my eyes closed and imagined my fantasies coming true.