Disclaimer: I disclaim! I do not own Twilight or its characters!
Warnings: Slash (boyXboy) and language! If you don't like it, then don't read it!
A/N: I've been meaning to do a Jakeward fic for a while now. I finally got around to doing it. Yay me! *highfives myself*
This fanfic is dedicated to my best friend, who I know will never read this. But, he means the world to me, so this one is for him.
Chapter 1: Kind of Stalker Like
Jacob tossed and turned. He turned and tossed. He couldn't sleep, no matter what he tried. The memories of the past few hours were so vivid, too real, and he just wanted to forget that it ever happened.
He had been patrolling on the boarder line, when he had bumped into none other than Edward Fucking Cullen, the stupid mind-reading leech. He had informed Jacob that nothing of note had been found, and that the little psychic leech hadn't seen Victoria in the area that night, so it was safe to end their patrol for the night. After a brief conversation, Jacob had decided that he had had enough of thinking his replies, and had gone back into the trees to phase, so that he could speak to Edward properly. He never anticipated what would happen.
"Okay, bloodsucker, I know your little fortune cookie didn't see her, but what if she changes her mind and decides on tonight after all?"
Edward considered him for a moment before replying.
"In that case," he replied in his musical voice, "we would intercept Victoria ourselves and alert you dogs that she is here."
Jacob shook his head. "Uh, uh. No way am I leaving. You just want all the glory for yourselves. I am staying right here."
Edward sighed and passed a hand in front of his face.
"Why are you so determined to do this, Jacob?"
Jacob was startled that the reeking bloodsucker had used his name, but tried to not let it show.
"Why are you so determined to shrug it off?" He countered.
Edward's face became a blank mask for a minute before his eyes regained their focus on the young werewolf.
"Ah, I see." He said. "You don't love her anymore."
Jacob immediately became defensive. "Excuse me? The hell do you know, leech? I love Bella!"
Edward smirked softly. "No, you don't. I can hear your thoughts, remember?"
With a huff, Jacob turned and got ready to phase, but before he could Edward pinned him down.
"What's your problem, pup?" the vampire asked.
"You are!" Jacob snarled back.
Their faces were close together, their noses touching. Edward opened his mouth to say something, but his breath caught in his throat.
Something strange was happening. The night air seemed to be getting even darker around them, all sound seemed to vanish, and Jake couldn't tear his gaze away from Edward's face.
Jacob stared into the honey gold eyes of his mortal enemy, and felt a wave of compassion. He felt a strong desire to press his lips to Edward's. To hold Edward, and to love him.
And that's when he knew he had imprinted.
His body froze at the thought.
Edward seemed to freeze as well. He simply stared into Jacob's dark, suddenly lust filled eyes, and did nothing. Then simultaneously, their heads tilted together and their lips met in a hard, fervent kiss. It was a desperate, needy kiss, one devoid of emotion. Jacob's fingers entwined themselves into Edward's hair, and Edward's hand was on the back of Jacob's head, pulling him in closer.
A piercing howl broke the silence and into their moment. Abruptly, they pulled apart and stood up, looking anywhere but at each other.
"S – sorry." Jacob muttered. "Seth is young. He howls a lot."
Edward nodded distractedly, standing perfectly still as he did when he was nervous.
Jacob muttered something about meeting with the pack, then bolted into the forest in his human form. If he phased now, with any of the others in their wolf forms, they would know something had happened, and somehow Jacob knew that that would be bad…
So, hours later, Jacob was lying in his bed, tossing and turning, unable to sleep. He had imprinted. And imprinted on a guy! And not just any guy, a reeking bloodsucker! What would his dad say? What would the pack say? Would Sam exile him from the res?
His thoughts were chaotic. But one train of thought was plainly evident.
'I want to go see Edward.' Jake's inner wolf complained.
'No, we're not going to see him! He's the enemy! A vile creation!'
'He looked so good tonight. And he smelled so nice.'
Jake groaned loudly. 'No he didn't! I'm going to kill that leech!'
'I don't want to kill Edward.' The inner wolf whined. 'I love him.'
A tear escaped Jacob's eye as his wolf said this, because he knew it was true. Where there was once blind hatred for a bloodsucking leech, there was now unconditional love for a beautiful vampire named Edward.
'I want to see Edward.' The wolf repeated, quieter now. Jacob realized that he really wanted to see Edward too. It was like a sharp pain biting into his chest. He quickly climbed out of his window, tied a pair of shorts around his leg and, hoping that no one else was in wolf form, phased.
He ran as fast as he could toward the Cullen house. He didn't know what he would do once he got there, but he had to go. It would kill him to stay.
Halfway through the run, he felt a shift somewhere. The kind of shift that happened when one phased.
'Hey Jake.' Seth's mind-voice said cheerfully. 'It's not your night to patrol, is it?'
'No, it's not. I'm, er, on an errand of my own.' Jacob replied, trying to blot out his thoughts. Seth was never the prying type, however, so it wasn't necessary.
The run ended shortly after, and Jacob slowed down to a trot. With his sensitive ears, he could hear the large vamp, Emmet, and the father, Carlisle, talking in the living room. Esme and Rosalie were in the kitchen, and Jasper prowling around his room. Edward seemed to be on the other side of the house, in his bedroom with Alice.
A low growl escaped from Jacob at eh thought of Edward being alone with anyone other than himself, and he slunk stealthily around the house to a position where he would have a view of Edward's room. He peered in, seeing Alice's small form pacing back and forth, while Edward reclined on his couch and muttered to her so low that Jake couldn't hear him. Jake settled down with his massive head resting on his paws, staring up at the stars. Even though he couldn't bring himself to face Edward after what happened, it was soothing to be near him like this.
Edward's head suddenly turned to where Jacob was lying, with a curious expression on his face.
"Jacob…" he heard Edward whisper, and Jacob jumped as though he had been electrocuted. He turned tail and sprinted into the forest, his large paws thundering on the earthy floor. In the distance behind him, he could hear the sound of pursuit, and from the sickly sweet, yet pleasant scent, he knew exactly which vampire was chasing him.
'Go away, Edward.' Jacob thought in desperation. 'I can't do this now.'
The pursuer quick up his pace, and whining howl escaped Jacob's throat. He didn't want to face Edward, to hear him reject the imprint.
It had only been a few hours since the imprint had happened, and Jacob had already gone through several states of mind. The first had been shock. Shock had given way to denial, which was followed by anger. Anger transformed into acceptance, and acceptance had allowed his wolf to acknowledge love.
He loved Edward, and he couldn't bear to hear the vampire tell him that he didn't feel the same way, that he loved only Bella, and that his imprint was wrong. Jacob wasn't even sure if he would survive hearing that. He quickened his run, heading to the treaty line, where Edward would have to stop his chase and turn around. The boarder was nearing rapidly, and Jacob could hear Edward speeding up in a last ditch attempt to catch up to him, but it was too late for that. Jacob sped over the invisible line, and slowed down to a trot when he heard Edward stop at the line. He turned to face him, thankful that his expression was harder to read when he was a wolf.
Edward stood there, wearing a tight green polo shirt and cargo pants, staring at Jacob intensely.
"Jacob." He said in his musical voice. "Come back. We need to talk about your imprint."
Jacob whined softly.
He turned and ran home, tears building in his chest and threatening to take him over, but it wasn't until he had phased back, and climbed into his room, that they finally won. The tears poured down his earthy skin, pooling on his hands, which were clenched tightly on his lap.
'I want Edward.' His wolf cried in despair, and Jacob felt a stabbing pain in his heart.
"I know." He whispered aloud, his eyes stinging and bloodshot with tears, "I want Edward too…"
The next morning, Jacob woke up early. His eyes felt puffy and swollen, and he quickly made his way to the bathroom. He stared at him self in the mirror, looking worse for wear, and washed his face.
"Jake," his father, Billy called, "It's almost time for school!"
"I'm on it!" Jacob called back, trying to keep his voice level. He had no intention of going to school and having to face the members of his pack. He knew exactly what he had to do in order to be near Edward now.
He dressed at top speed and jumped onto his motorcycle, calling a brief farewell to his father, and sped off towards Forks, heading to Edward's school. He parked in the parking lot, climbed off, and began his new routine. He followed Edward between classes, he watched him from outside during lunch, and stared longingly after him as he walked to his shiny silver Volvo with Bella at the end of the day.
Jacob snorted. Edward drove a fucking Volvo, for Christ's sake! There's no way he wasn't gay!
He was tempted to follow Edward home, but he knew that if he didn't get back to the Res his dad would get suspicious, so he drove home with a leaden heart.
And so this became his daily routine. For two months, this was how he stayed close to his imprint. Everyone was getting worried about him now, each day he looked more distraught and depressed, but he had to be near his imprint at least, even if they couldn't be together. He skipped every patrol he was assigned to. He missed school every day. He barely ate anything anymore. All he did was think about his vampire. He fantasized about Edward at night, sliding his hand under his blanket and pleasuring himself while moaning Edward's name softly. He followed him around at school incessantly. He was sure that Edward knew he was there. He was a telepath. He could hear his every thought, but it seemed that he wasn't going to do anything about it. Weekends were the worst, when Edward was either at home or at Bella's house, and Jacob couldn't be near him. For two days he would feel like he was dying, and then, on Monday, he would see Edward in the distance and everything would be okay again.
The routine was becoming comfortable, but Jacob's inner wolf wasn't satisfied.
'I want him.' He said quietly. 'It hurts…'
"I know." Jacob muttered. "But he doesn't want us."
'But I need him!'
Jacob growled. He was in enough pain without that damned wolf whining continuously in his head.
One afternoon, Jacob was lying on his bed when his father pushed his wheelchair into the room angrily. His face was as dark as a thunder cloud, and he had a cordless phone clutched in his hand.
"Is there something you'd like to tell me?" he growled out.
Jacob's first thought was that his father had somehow found out about the imprint.
"Dad, I'm sorry!" he choked out, tears forming rapidly. "I – I couldn't tell you. I didn't want you to hate me."
Billy Black looked at him strangely. "What are you talking about?"
Jacob peeked at his dad from between his fingers. His dad looked confused.
"Jacob, you're school just called me, wondering if you had transferred. You've missed your classes for two whole months!"
Jacob shied away from his father's anger. "I'm sorry, dad."
"Jacob, why did you do it?"
"I can't tell you." Jacob whispered through his tears.
Billy sighed. "Jacob, you can't throw away your life like this." He hesitated. "It isn't, you know, drugs… is it?"
"What?" Jacob yelled. "No! I wouldn't touch that stuff!"
"Then what is it?" Billy cried, "You have been avoiding your pack, too! Jacob, what the hell is going on?"
"I can't tell you!" Jacob shouted, jumping to his feet. He pulled on his tattered leather jacket roughly and stormed past his father.
"Where are you going?" Billy shouted.
"Look dad, I'll stop missing school. I'll meet up with the pack, too. But for now I need o get the fuck out of here!"
He slammed the front door behind him and climbed onto his bike, speeding out of La Push and toward Port Angeles. He had to get away from everything, before he went insane.
He pulled up to a diner, shivering from the cold and rain, and trudged inside. He was about half way to Port Angeles, but his stomach was grumbling so badly that he had to stop for food. But as he walked into the diner, the first thing that hit him was the scent of a vampire. It was sweet, and burned his nose like straight bleach, but in all it wasn't unpleasant. In fact, it was familiar.
"I thought we'd find you here." I high, sweet voice called out. In an instant, something small and pixie-like had bounded up to him, and he wrinkled his nose at the smell.
"Fortune cookie." He greeted.
"Wolf boy." Alice grinned back.
Behind her, Jasper hovered protectively, looking at Jacob with an odd expression.
"Look, Jacob, there's been some problems." The small vampire said.
Jacob went pale. "Is Edward…"
Jasper smiled slightly. "So it's true then. You imprinted on him."
Jake growled. "Maybe. What's it to you?"
"You need to talk to Edward." Alice said. "He's been trying to find you."
"What for?" Jacob asked.
"Aside from you stalking him at school?" Alice asked with a blinding smile. "Look, Jake, he knows that what happened isn't your fault. And even though he doesn't feel the same, he doesn't want to hurt you. Just come and see him."
But Jacob didn't hear anything further than 'doesn't feel the same'. He turned and started to walk out, but felt a small, cold hand close on his arm.
"Jacob, you need to learn some patience. There's something else you need to know."
"And what is that?" Jacob asked petulantly.
Alice giggled, and Jasper smiled.
"Let's take a little walk." Jasper suggested.
They led Jacob out of the diner and into the parking lot, where Alice perched herself on Jacobs bike.
"Listen, Jacob. I told you that Edward doesn't feel the same way. That's because he is still in love with Bella. But that doesn't mean that your cause is lost."
Jacob's ears perked up a little at that. Jasper felt the shift in his mood and touched his arm supportively.
"You see, Jacob," he said, "he is definitely in love with Bella now. But he won't always be. Now that you've imprinted on him, you are slowly but surely entering into his heart and taking over."
"And I know that something major is going to happen." Alice chimed in. "Because his future starts becoming murky. Eventually, it simply vanishes."
"Vanishes?" Jacob asked curiously.
"That can only mean two things." Jasper said. "Either Edward dies, which is unlikely, or is future becomes so tangled in your own that it can't be seen."
Jacob's face split into a wide grin.
Alice smiled sweetly. "Yes. So until then, you just need to spend time with him and allow him to move into this at his own pace. So stop avoiding him. And for God's sake, stop stalking him, because it's creepy."
Jacob laughed. "Alright. I'll come and see him."
"Great!" Alice enthused, "Let's get going then."
Jacob was taken aback. "What, now?"
"Of course, you silly wolf. There's no point in waiting!"
Jacob sighed and climbed onto his bike.
It was going to be a long evening.
A/N: I know it's short, but it's a start. Leave me some reviews if you want me to continue. If I get about 10 reviews, I'll carry on with much longer chapters! Go on, push the green button…