Author's note (they will never be this long again):
I need to clear a few things up.
Warnings: sexual content, language, very little violence. I'll provide warnings for sexual content in the chapters it's in.
This is definitely Pro-Team Jacob. If you expect Edward/Bella to end up together, it's definitely not going to happen, so leave now if you don't support that. This is AU, which means Breaking Dawn doesn't exist, meaning Nessie doesn't exist/Jacob hasn't imprinted.
All graphics and videos for this story will soon be found in my photo bucket account and my Jacob-Black-n-Pack group for this story. Those links are in my profile.
I do not intend for any of this to copy other fan fiction. I did draw inspiration from fan fiction I've read, but I'm trying to make this mine. So, I apologize in advance if you think I'm copying your story. I'M NOT. I don't support that type of shit. The characters you recognize belong to Stephenie Meyer. Lyrics from songs will be posted at the beginning, throughout, and at the end of several chapters; they aren't mine either and I'll let you know the song and artist each time.
Be nice when you review. Encouragement is always welcomed. I'm nervous about this story and I hope you'll like it. No flames. Give this story a chance…you may find you won't regret reading it =)
(READ: Because fan fiction has issues with author's notes by themselves, what's below is, in a way, another 'preface,' even though the official preface is the chapter after this one (Preface: Breakdown). This particular excerpt is from a much later chapter. My chapters are nevergoing to be this short- this is an excerpt. Do not ask me what's going on; you'll have to read to find out ;) FYI: 'She' is Bella.)
The not too distant future
I always asked myself why I let these thoughts take me over. It was too much to handle sometimes. We were done, even though a part of me, small, stored away deep inside, wanted nothing more for it to be farfrom over.
Things had happened that were beyond my control, and I didn't see us ever being one again.
Yet, I began to reconsider that thought, when fate decided to smack me in the face shortly after NYU's graduation and she was abruptly thrown back into my life again.
And that was when things got complicated.
Because, for the first time in my life, the moment I saw her again, I didn't know what I wanted.