Summary: Bella comes between Jacob and his imprint once again. ANGST
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“Go, Jake. It’s fine.” You spat as you gathered your belongings that were scarred about in his living room.
“Y/N...” His voice broke off as he spoke.
Being best friends with Jacob you knew he would be overwhelmed with guilt. It was another fight about Bella. Lately, that was the topic of argument. Whenever she called, Jacob dropped everything for her.
“Jake, you always go to her aid!” You spoke raising your voice.
“That’s who I am! I care for my friends.” He argued.
You sighed, before turning to face him. “Yes, Jake, I understand that.” You frowned. “But there’s a difference between caring for someone and being taken advantage of.”
“She’s not taking advantage of me, Y/N.”
“Of course you think that!” You yelled, motioning to nothing in specific with your hands. “
“What’s that suppose to mean?” He spat taking a few steps towards you, suddenly towering above you.
Pointing your finger, you poked it into his chest. “You know exactly what it’s supposed to mean. You’re under her spell!”
Jacob growled.
You scoffed shaking your head. “I don’t even know what I’m having this argument with you. I don’t know how much longer I can do this.” You felt tears forming in your eyes. Turning towards the door you began moving forward.
Jacob was quick to grab your wrist, preventing you from moving. “Please.”
“Please, what Jacob?” You questioned with a raised eyebrow. Tears beginning to fall from your eyes.
Silence fell between you. Neither one of you wanting to be the one to break it.
As the silence went on, you felt as if you could hear your heart shattering into a million pieces. Your whole life you had been friends with Jacob, at some point you had developed feelings for him that you never voiced.
“Why...Why is she better than me?” You questioned your voice breaking at the end. Losing your composure, the tears began falling down your cheeks as your sobs echoed in the room.
“She’s not! Y/N, she’s not!” His voice breaking, quickly wrapping his arms around you pulling you into his chest. Resting his head on your hair, he held you as you cried.
“Then why do you always choose her over me?” You whispered.
“I...I...”
Pulling away from him, you wiped your tears as you took a breath. “I found my answer.”
Rushing out of Jacob's house, you got into your car. Rolling the window down, you were about to mutter something to Jacob. Reaching through the window, he gripped your keys preventing you from starting your car.
“Jacob...Please..”
“But I need you.”
Sighing you shook your head. “Pick me. Choose me. Love me.”
“Y/N-”
“Please, Jake. Let me go.”
“But Y/N-”
Tears began racing down your cheeks. “I’ll never be as good as her, will I?”
Jacob frowned, tears begun threatening to fall.
Grabbing his forearm, you pushed it out of your car window, before putting the car in gear, turning the car around, you glanced at him through your rearview mirror.
Sobs began wracking through your body. Jacob had been the one constant in your life, he was more than your best friend, but neither of you wanted to cross that line.
Little did you know as Jacob fell to his knees he had imprinted on you.
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Summary: Moving back to forks, the reader uncovers secrets about the town and the people living in it that she never knew.
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Walking on the shore of La Push, you spotted your small group of friends. Smiling, you hurriedly made your way towards them.
“Y/N!” Seth greeted full of excitement. Pulling you in for a bone-crushing hug, he lifted you off of the group before twirling around.
The air became filled with the sound o your squeals.
“Put the poor girl down,” Leah spoke rolling her eyes at her brother.
Placing you back on your feet, giggles fell from your lips. Turning your attention back towards the group, you greeted each of your friends, before standing beside Jacob, as he placed an arm over your shoulders.
“What’d I miss?” You questioned gazing at Sam, who held an unhappy expression.”
Shaking his head, Sam hadn’t bothered to fill you in on what they were previously chatting about.
“Let’s go.” Sam spat, jerking his head in the direction of the forest behind him.
“But-”
Before you could argue, Jacob sighed before he retreated without another word along with the rest of your friends.
Frowning, tears threatened to fall down your cheeks. Your mind became clouded with the thought of having done something wrong.
Shaking your head, you made your way back to the beat-up truck your dad had given you when you moved to Forks.
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“I...I think he’s hiding something from me.” You frowned as you gazed out of the cafe window.
Angela sat across from you offering you a look of sympathy. “There’s just something’s that are better to be left alone.”
You scoffed, crossing your arms on the table as you gazed around the small cafe. Your gaze fell upon a familiar pair of eyes. Locking eyes, you raised an eyebrow.
“I’ll be right back.” You spoke standing up promptly, not waiting for her to respond.
Making your way towards the table, the feeling of uneasiness washed over you.
“Fancy seeing you here. Mind if I sit?” You questioned motioning towards the unoccupied seat in front of him.
“Please,” Edwards responded, nodding slightly.
An awkward silence fell between you.
“How’s Jacob?” He questioned in an annoyed voice.
Frowning, you dropped your gaze to the table in front of you. “He’s good...I think. I...I haven’t seen much of him lately.”
“That’s a shame.” He spat taking a drink from his cup.
You rolled your eyes in response. Sighing, you shook your head. “I should go.”
“Wait,” Edward spoke grasping your wrist preventing you from leaving. “Why don’t we do something.”
You scoffed. “I should get back to Angela.”
“She seems to be preoccupied at the moment.” He smirked jutting his chin out towards her.
Turning around, you gazed at Angela only to see Mike sitting in your previous seat.
“Oh.” You muttered.
“Why don’t we have dinner?” He questioned moving to stand next to you.
“I-”
Not allowing you to respond, he tugged you behind him not letting go of your wrist as he lead you to his car.
“This is kidnapping you know.” You spoke raising an eyebrow at him as he held the car door open for you.
“I don’t see you putting up much of a fight.” He countered.
“Shut up.” You spoke getting into the car.
Edward chuckled as he shut your door, knowing he won the argument.
As you were driving down the road, you and Edward shared laughs as well as terrible singing.
Slamming on the breaks, your seat belt-tightening as you leaned forward from the sudden movement. Gazing through the windshield, you were surprised to see Jacob standing in the middle of the road.
Unbuckling your seatbelt, you practically jumped out of the car. “Jake?”
“What are you doing with him?” Jacob's voice dripping with venom as he moved in front of you.
“We’re just hanging out...” You spoke gazing at him with confusion, “Wait, why do you care? You’ve been MIA!”
“You wouldn’t understand.” Jacob brushed off your statement.
“Try me.” You spoke crossing your arms over your chest as you raised an eyebrow at him.
“Y/N.” Edward's voice spoke from beside you.
“How well do you even know him?” Jacob spat as he jutted his chin towards Edward.
“Why does that matter?”
“Because he’s a Vampire!”
Gazing at him, your eyes were widened eyes.
“What?” Your voice was barely above a whisper. Turning towards the man standing beside you.
Edward’s jaw clench and hesitation were enough of an answer for you.
“V-Vampires aren’t....real.”
“Jacob’s a shape shifter. That’s why he’s been avoiding you, turns out you don’t know him as well as you think you do.”
Your eyes snapped up to the man standing in front of you. "Jake?” You questioned feeling your body tremble as you gazed at him in disbelief. The pained look on his face broke your heart.
“Y/N...Let me explain.” He pleaded.
“Take me home.” You spoke.
Getting into Edward's car, you stared intently at the dashboard as you attempted to hold it together.
“What’s their deal?” You questioned jutting your chin out towards the small group of guys.
“Hm?” Bella turned her gaze to follow your stare. “Oh, they...It’s complicated.” She cleared her throat.
Frowning you tilted your head slightly. “Then why do they keep looking over here?”
Bella let out a sigh.
Turning to face her, you rolled your eyes. “Let me guess, it’s complicated.”
It was Bella's turn to frown.
“Come on, we should get back to the Cullen’s house.”
Linking her arm through yours, she led you to her truck.
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“Let’s go to La Push,” Angela spoke, taking a sip of her coffee.
“You want to go to the beach in the middle of Winter?” You questioned with a raised eyebrow.
“Why not? The water’s frozen over, so we can walk on it.”
Shrugging you nodded your head. “Okay, but if anything happens, you better save me.”
Snorting Angela giggled. “Nothing’s going to happen, the water is well frozen over.”
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Pulling into La Push, there was nobody else around. Getting out of the car, Angela handed you one of the many blankets from her car. Wrapping it around your shoulders, the hair on the back of your neck stood at attention, as the feeling of someone watching you overwhelmed you. The sound of a twig snapping in the forest made its way to your ears. Whipping your head in the direction of the sound, you gazed at the edge.
“Boo!” Angela spoke as she placed her hands on your shoulders, hoping to get a rise out of you.
Shrieking, your heart began beating at a rapid pace as you spun around to face your friend. Placing a hand over your chest you glared at her.
“Don’t do that!”
The sound of Angela’s laughter echoed in your ears. “Come on, scaredy-cat.”
Venturing onto the ice, there was an uneasy feeling that developed in your stomach.
“Are you sure this is safe?” You questioned your voice filled with hesitation.
Angela turned to face you, giving you a knowing glare.
“Okay, okay.” You spoke raising your hands in surrender as you walked onto the ice.
Hours seemed to pass by like minutes.
“I could stay here forever.” You spoke in a hushed tone as you gazed at the miles of ice still in front of you.
“It’s so serene here.” Angela agreed, taking in a deep breath.
Just as you were about to respond, the sound of cracking began filling the air as a slight vibration was felt under your feet.
“Wh...What was that?” Angela questioned gazing at you in fear.
“I was just about to ask you the same thing.” Your voice broke off.
“The ice.” Her voice filled with fear. “Run!”
As you processed what she said, you turned toward the way you had come, bolting toward the shore.
The ice was much faster than you, reached where you were running in no time.
“Angela!” You shrieked as you saw the ice under your feet beginning to break.
“Y/N!” Angela screamed attempting to be cautious in making her way towards you. “Hang-”
The ice that was under your feet gave away before you were plunged into cold water.
At that moment, your mind had been the quietest it had ever been.
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The sound of Angela’s blood-curdling screams echoed. Tears began forming in her eyes as she was overwhelmed by fear. Luckily, the sound of feet hitting against the ice-filled her ears.
Glancing up, Angela saw two members of the Quileute pack.
“Seth, get Angela.”
The man she guessed to be Seth, quickly made his way towards her before he began ushering her towards the shore. It seemed they made it much faster than she would’ve by herself.
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A firm hand around your bicep was now the area of your concentration. As you were about to question the hand, you were yanked out of the water, only to be greeted with the bitter cold of Father Winter.
“Y/N?” A husky voice called from beside you. “You’re gonna be okay.”
Turning to face the man that was talking, you were taken by surprise at just how attractive he was. Losing your strength, you absentmindedly leaned into him, only to discover he was radiating heat.
Placing a hand under your knees, while wrapping his other around your waist, he lifted you off the ground bridal style.
As you made yourself comfortable in his arms, you couldn’t stop the tired feeling that overwhelmed you.
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Warning: None, Just some dreaming of warmer weather.
Summary: The reader takes a camping trip with friends when an unexpected visitor shows up.
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“Who’s idea was it to go camping again?” You questioned, throwing down the bags you had lugged from the car.
“Stop your whining, you’re going to love it.” Your friend rolled their eyes as they decided on their area.
Scoffing you gazed at the area you had chosen while thinking of the uncomfortable nights that would be spent there.
“Whatever you say.” You spoke, breathing out a heavy sigh.
As the rest of your friends made their way to the designated camping area, people began moving about busying themselves. Someone had gone into the woods to gather firewood, while three of your other friends decided to venture to a small creek they had stumbled upon on their way up.
Sitting crisscross on the dirt, you let out a frustrated sigh as you gripped the tent directions. A groan fell from your lips as you laid back, gazing up at the treetops.
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The crackling from the fire seemed to cause your eyelids to grow heavier and heavier.
“I think it’s time for me to hit the hay.” You muttered out.
Your friends nodded their heads in agreement, before deciding to do the same. Not much longer did the weather decide it was time for a change as well.
Tossing and turning, you finally settled for laying on your back. Letting out a huff of defeat, you threw your arms down to your sides as you stared hopelessly at the top of your tent.
The sound of pitter patters hitting your tent, filled your ears, as the temperature in the air quickly began to drop, more than it already had.
“Y/N?” Jacob’s familiar voice rang through the campsite.
Sitting up, you whisper yelled. “Jake?”
Jacob was quick to find your tent before undoing the zipper and entering your tent.
“What are you doing here?”
“I was worried about my best girl.” He spoke, smirking.
You giggled before rolling your eyes. “How did you know where I was?”
“One of your friends said something about the camping trip before you left.”
You raised an eyebrow in question at him, before humming. “Sure.”
“You brought your own sleeping bag?” You chuckled, before unzipping your own bag. “I could really use your insane body heat right now.”
“As you wish, m’lady.”
“Don’t call me that.”
As Jacob slid into your sleeping bag, you instantly felt your body heat up. Something you had been searching to do since your arrival.
Laying flat on his back, you were curled into his side allowing your head to rest on his chest. The sound of his heart beating along with his fingers tracing up and down your spine lulled you to sleep.
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“Where’s Y/N?” One of your friends questioned.
“I don’t know...Did you check her tent?”
Both of your friends moved toward your tent, before peaking through a small opening in the zipper. Gasping slightly, they were surprised to see the scene of you and Jacob cuddling before them.
“Let them sleep.”
Nodding their heads, they quietly zipped the tent.
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Requested: Yes! // I would love to see something with Jacob with a teacher imprint! Like he comes to surprise her with lunch and finds her sitting on the floor with 2 kids trying to style her hair while another is coloring her nails with marker.😍 #Teacherlife @twilightlover2007
Author’s Note: I couldn’t resist the title! I’m obessed with the Mamma Mia! Here we go again song ‘When I Kissed the Teacher’, so I took the chance!
Summary: The reader is a Teacher and Jacob’s Imprint. Just a lot of Fluff!
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"Do you have to go?" Jacob pouted as he rolled on his side, mirroring your position.
A soft giggle left your lips. "You know I have to." You placed a hand on his cheek, allowing him to lean into your touch while closing his eyes.
"The perks of dating a Teacher, I guess." He teased playfully, sticking his bottom lip out as he continued to pout.
"That's right." You couldn't stop the toothy grin that made it's way to your lips. "I'll see you tomorrow, anyway."
Getting up from the bed, you barely made it to the edge before Jacob wrapped his arm around your waist, pulling you back into his chest.
His fingers dance along the tender skin of your ribs, as the melody of your laughter filled the air. Tears quickly racing down your cheeks.
"J-Jake!"
"Say it, and I'll stop." He teased, placing a quick kiss on your cheek as he continued tickling you.
"I love you!"
"I love you too." He chuckled, stopping his moments, before loosening his grip around you. "I'll see you tomorrow."
Nodding your head, you were quick to put your jacket on. "Yep, don't forget, you have to come up to the school for lunch."
"I won't." He spoke grinning at you, as he swiftly stood before you. Placing his hands on your jaw, he rested his forehead against yours, closing his eyes. The sound of your heart beating, keeping him calm.
Placing a chaste kiss to your lips, he pulled you in for a tight hug.
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Arriving at school, you gripped the strap of your bag, as you ventured through the hallways.
"Goodmorning, Miss Y/L/N." One of your co-workers greeted you.
"Goodmorning, Mr. Johnson."
Making it to your classroom, you began pulling out your teaching plan for the day, along with the other necessities you would be needing for the day.
You had arrived early enough, that you were able to begin getting the classroom ready for the day, before placing a sweet treat on each spot where your students sat.
It wasn't long after before your kids began filing into the room. Many of them greeting you with warm smiles once they saw you.
"Goodmorning, Miss Y/L/N!"
"Goodmorning class!" You stood in the front of the room, gazing around at each of your students offering them a warm smile. "Who's ready to start learning?"
"Me!"
Grinning, your students were more enthusiastic than any other day before. The warm feeling of happiness washed over you.
"Let's dive into the learning plan, shall we?" You questioned moving towards the blackboard. Gripping your teaching plan, you began writing in chalk as you heard the soft chitter-chatter of your students behind you.
"Who can tell me....."
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"Hi, I'm here to see Miss Y/L/N," Jacob spoke, as he entered the school front office.
The secretary nodded before handing him a visitor's pass, allowing him entry to the school. Moving towards one of the securely locked doors, he heard the sound of buzzing signaling it was okay for him to enter.
He had been to the school so many times, he knew the front office staff by their first name, as well as knowing the way to your classroom.
As he walked through the halls, he held onto the plastic bag that was containing your lunch.
Finally reaching your classroom, the door was open. The sound of children's giggles and laughter rang through the air. Standing in the doorway, he was surprised to see the scene before him.
You were sitting on the floor, allowing a student to braid your hair, while another was "painting" your nails with a marker.
He heard you complimenting them, telling them how good of a job they were doing. Leaning against the door frame, he couldn't stop the grin that made it's way to his lips.
"Well, now I know your secret, Miss Y/L/N." Jacob smiled when he saw your head snap in his direction, while you were holding the expression of a deer caught in headlights.
"I...I don't know what you're talking about." You smirked.
Jacob, placed the bag of food on your desk, before taking a seat on the ground beside you. Before he could respond, the child that was coloring your nails beat him to the punch.
"Can I paint your nails?" They asked innocently, batting their eyelashes as they looked at him with doe eyes.
Jacob looked at you, then back at the child before taking you by surprise with a nod.
"Yay!" The child exclaimed full of excitement. Deciding they were done "painting" your nails, leaving one hand unfinished, they moved to Jacob.
Before you knew it, you and Jacob were surrounded by more of your students wanting to do a makeover on each of you.
"Can we miss Y/L/N?"
"I...I, uh..."
The lunch bell rang, saving both you and Jacob from more makeovers. You both let out a sigh of relief, before gazing at each other.
"I wanted to spend lunch with you." He spoke as if reading your mind.
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Summary: What happens when a Volturi Vampire falls for a Quileute Werewolf? Will the pair risk it all for their forbidden love? Or crumble under the pressure?
