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It was...unexpected	By : Sexy_Blizzard Category: Twilight Series > Threesomes Plus Views: 16633 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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BELLA’S POV
What would you do if life gave you a choice? And what if either choice you made would change the course of the another persons destiny forever? I had a choice. And that choice was to break a heart. But how could I? Edward was my soul mate. The man I was supposed to be with till eternity ended. On the other hand, how could I do that to Jacob? The man who protected me, who pissed me off, who made me laugh...who brought me back to life when Edward...left.
There had to be another way, another choice. But it was very simple. Break a heart and choose your happily ever after. Was happily ever after ever that simple? I knew that if I had to choose, it would be Edward. But a part of me would regret it forever. There would always be a part of me that would be "Jake's Bells".
So how could I choose between the two men I loved and wanted most? How could I choose when that choice would rip me in half?
They say that an idea in the mind of a woman was a dangerous thing. I agreed with that statement. Only a woman could come up with such a crazy, hopeful, wonderful, horrible idea. And suddenly, I thought about it. Both of them adored me completely. They only wanted what was best for me. And they both wanted to take care of me and they were strong enough to keep me safe. It could work. All that needed to be planted was a seed of doubt. Just one.
And that was all it would take.
I already knew exactly what I wanted. And if I kept living my life like a game of go fish, only playing what was given with nothing unexpected, I would never get what I wanted. From now on, fate didn’t exist. My life was like crazy eights and I was drawing a wild card. I just hoped the unexpected move would work.
I looked into the center of the room where both men stood bickering. Edward's velvet voice was cold as ice. Like a frozen dagger. Jake's was like roaring flames. The contrast reminded me of Robert Frost's Fire and Ice. But now was no time to quote poetry.
I loved Jacob with every fiber of my being. He was my sun. Sarcastic and funny, exactly like me in a lot of ways. But he was far more impulsive. He was the one who taught me that being impulsive wasn't always a bad thing. And a lot of the time, it was hilarious. He had a sweet and giving personality. Not self sacrificing like Edward, but more of a healthy kind of giving.
Physically, his skin was hot to the touch and you could fry an egg on his head, which I did once for fun to make him laugh. He was tall with dark brown hair that was surprisingly soft and healthy. It was like running my hands through silk, or better yet, water. His deep dark eyes, far darker than mine, always burned with emotion. And his body was rippled with muscle. Jacob was exotic.
I could imagine my hands running down those rippling abs, up those hard legs. It already had me breathing rapidly with just the thought of him, on my bed, naked. And what was even more sexy was that I knew I could get him to do it too. Unlike Edward, Jacob wanted me physically and he definitely was going to-
Oh shit! Jasper!
Jasper, Edward's brother, was the talented emotional manipulator. He could make you feel anything he wanted you to but he also felt everyone elses emotions as well all the time. So Jasper spent a lot of his time "emo and alone" as Rosalie called it. And because I knew about what he went through, I didn't blame him. But I also didn't need him figuring out who I was lusting after.
I shook my head of my thoughts and focused on Edward...my Edward. He didn't laugh a lot, or make jokes. He was responsible and didn't really have an ounce of impulsiveness in his body. His example always taught me responsibility and control. There was no doubt that he was a serious type of vampire, but he was also incredibly smart. And he was talented in writing music, playing the piano, and even singing, which came as a shock to me. He loved fast cars and he was good at brooding, which made me laugh. Who ever knew that brooding could be a talent?
The first time I'd met Edward, I'd thought he was a god. His bronze hair lit by the luminescent lighting of a high school that must have been torture for him to have to endure. But now he was so much more. He was the boy, the man, that I'd fallen in love with. And the person I wanted to spend the rest of my life with. Being with Edward was like being smothered by a heavy cocoon of water. It was anything but unpleasent.
I smiled at the dynamics of my relationships. I loved both of them dearly. If only they could feel the same way about each other and stop trying to rip the others throat out. That was where my plan would come into action, hopefully. If Alice would hurry up and get home...
I sighed as voices raised again. I stared at the two men bickering in front of me over my protection and saw how Jacob never truly looked at Edward. Not once. In fact, he seemed to always be staring at a point above Edward's head. And though he tried to pretend otherwise, Edward positively loathed Jacob. He tried to make it better for me by pretending. But I wanted it to be real.
But underneath the surface of their fights…there was something else there. Some kind of deeper intensity. I’d always known there was a fine line between hate and love. I just didn’t know how fine it was between them. That's what I was bent on finding out.
I realized how hard this was actually going to be and I wished I could just tell them their feelings, get them to hug, and get it over with. But that was impossible because it didn’t matter what others said, men never noticed anything about feelings. They may as well have been deaf blind and dumb when it came to what they felt. Even Edward constantly lied to himself.
I knew I was going to need help if I was going to get them together.
“Alice, I want to go shopping!”
She appeared at my side in an instant, bouncing like a pixy. “Let’s go.” I all but pulled her out the door. I didn’t look back to see the perplexed expression on Edward’s face. I didn’t look back to see Jacob’s “what the fuck” face. Instead, I just turned around without talking and walked out the door, closing it softly behind me.

JACOB POV
“No, it’s too sunny down in Florida. That ruins our chances of protecting her! I say if she’s suffering from a vampire attack the safest place to take her would be into the hands of the enemy! Take her to Volterra!”
“And ruin her entire life in the process? I think not Jacob Black.”
His voice was cool and calm, but the icy venom that dripped underneath the surface was clear, no pun intended.
“Your going to change her anyway you stupid leech! Why can’t you change her now? What’s the difference between now and forever?”
“The difference is that I would rather Bella be able to make her choice without a life threatening situation hanging above her head as well as the fact that traveling with a changing vampire, and a newborn at that, would be very, very dangerous. They could kill her during that time far more easily than they can when she’s human because she’s by far more vulnerable.”
“Isn’t that one of the points? She’ll be fucking indestructible! You could run her over with the Vanquish and it wouldn’t do shit. So what’s the fucking point bloodsucker!”
And that was when she screamed, “Alice, I want to go shopping!”
Has life ever given you one of those “what-the-fuck” moments? One of those moments where you knew something impossible was happening, but it was happening despite the fact that it would never happen? Well, this was one of them. In fact, I’m pretty sure I was swallowing flies. And had Bella not been ignoring me and the bloodsucker and not been so angry, she might have actually made that comment. But instead, she was going shopping.
“Angry? Why is Bella Angry?”
Stupid freaking mind reading parasite!
“Because we’re fighting. That’s the only reason she would leave like that. You and I both know she doesn‘t like it when we fight.” I didn’t bother keeping the hatred out of my voice.
“Yes but shopping? You and I both know she hates shopping.”
The blond one who always looked like he was in pain, walked in. “Bella wasn’t angry, oddly enough. Her emotions felt…speculative. As though she was trying to figure something out. If she left for any reason, it was for peace of mind so she could think.”
That floored me. This was worse than Bella being angry because the only time Bella was ever speculative was when she had something up her sleeve. Her paybacks were a bitch and her plans were evilly ingenious. I would testify to that. So what was Bella planning?
“Bella doesn’t need help planning things. She’s the queen of them all on her own. So why would she bring Alice to help her plan something?”
Edward rolled his eyes. “If there is one thing I know about Bella and my sister, is that when they are conspiring together, it spells trouble. Bella is incredible with fine details and so is my sister, who can add something if Bella misses anything. Also, my sister can get anyone to do anything and she’s a force to be reckoned with when she wants everything to be perfect.”
“So Bella is the planner and Alice carries it out?”
He nodded.
Oh great. Bella was dangerous enough on her own. She didn’t need the pixy’s help. This was fucking fantastic.
“Well, we’re in the middle of a fucking vampire attack and trying to protect Bella, yet we let her walk out the door without so much as a goodbye while we sit here and argue about her safety? That makes no fucking sense. I’m out of here.”
“Right behind you.”
“So you can swoop in and save the day?”
“So I can save Bella’s life. I would rather turn her than Alice.” He opened his car door and said two words. “Get in.”
EDWARD’S POV

There is no one on this earth more glorious, or more beautiful, than Bella, whom I would do anything for. Be anything for. I loved her enough to know what was best for her when she didn’t and to let her bump her head against the things she could as long as it didn’t give her a concussion. And for the sake of protecting Bella, I knew that I had to put aside all my misgivings and break all vampire societal rules.The main one consisting of the animosity between us and the wolves, lovely.
The car ride was mostly quiet. Even Jacob’s thoughts didn’t intrude. His mind was silent and for the first time, I felt peace. Halfway through the trip, my guess is that the awkward silence became a bit too much for him. The first CD Jacob grabbed was Hypnotize and he gently popped it in the player. I recognized it immediately.
“System of a down?”
“I could ask you the same thing. I thought you were into opera.”
I looked at him curiously. Why would he think that? “I like all kinds of music.”
And than something dawned on him. “Oh yeah, Bella told me you were some kind of musician.”
I nodded errantly. “Piano.”
“Huh. Cool. I play guitar.”
I blinked. Bella never told me that. Than again, we didn’t go around having a lot of conversations about Jacob since I’d allowed her to go to the reservation when she pleased. The only exception was just mentioned in passing that she was going over to the reservation.
It was than I realized, I knew almost nothing about Bella’s best friend. I hated him simply because he wanted Bella, without knowing anything about him. So I was a bit curious about the boy in front of me, it almost felt like I was meeting him for the first time.
“You can play?”
“Yeah, I guess.” His shoulder’s shrugged.
“How well?”
“I don’t know.”
He didn’t really seem to have much of an opinion on his playing, out loud, yes, but even in his mind. If only I could watch, than I could judge. I really was curious about how well he could play, as music was my second greatest love, apart from Bella.
“Have you ever played with anyone live or…?” I let the sentence hang and he turned down the volume so he could hear me better. I distractedly caught an errant thought, and was more than impressed by it. I recognized the figure with the guitar immediately. There was no mistaking him. And if Jacob could play with him at the age of eight…
“I’ve played with some really popular bands. Including this one before they were famous.”
“Electric or acoustic?”
“Both.”
My eyebrows may have raised.
Most humans couldn’t do that and not be musically gifted in some way. Playing lead acoustic was harder than electric. Electric required a softer touch on the strings. It was easy. Acoustic guitars had thicker strings and were harder to press down on if you were used to playing electric solely. “I didn’t even know you were musical.”
“I’m not.”
I felt exasperated. “Jacob, anyone who could play with Emilio Pujol and actually keep up with him has an incredibly amazing talent.” The fact that he’d even seen Andres Segovia’s student much less played with him…
“Anyone who could drive without looking at the road either has an incredibly amazing talent or is suicidal and insane.”
I shook my head, smiling. “Or option C. He’s a vampire.”
He let out a chuckle. “True, true. Can‘t argue with that one.” Than he seemed to stiffen. “He’s the enemy. He’s a foul smelling leech who wants to suck Bella’s life from her and kill her and I’m sitting her in his car making small talk about music? What the fuck?”
I flinched at his harsh thoughts and after that, things were quiet for a long moment. And I realized, Jacob was right. We were actually getting along, and surprisingly he wasn’t half bad, especially since he was a musician. That certainly didn’t hurt matters. But I still stiffened at the thought of getting along with a werewolf.
But why? Why does it matter so much? Do I really care about the fact that he’s a wolf or do I just hate him because he wants Bella?
It was most likely the latter.
Jacob broke into my thoughts, offhandedly asking, “What mall do Bella and Alice usually go to?”
“Several. There’s no way to tell where they’ve been unless you read the labels on the bags. So I’m simply following the car.”
“And you actually let Bella go through that torture?”
“I almost liked him for caring about Bella the same way I did. At least we could both agree that shopping Bella was put through was torture. “Would you be able to stop her Jacob?”
“I would at least try.”
“Trust me when I say, you don’t know my sister.”
“And you sister doesn’t know me.”
I snapped my head to look at him. That was exactly the type of thing Alice would say. He was starting to turn out to be as strong willed as Alice. Maybe that was why Bella liked him? Strong people was her personality favorite. It wasn’t a surprise that Bella like people as strong willed as her.
“Hey wait!”
“What?”
He almost squinted into the distance. “You said we were following the car, right?”
“…Yes.”
“The Porsche!?”
I sighed, relieved and a bit amused. “Yes.”
“As in, that turbo 911 Porsche?”
It was my turn to chuckle. Bella never appreciated cars. Here was another way in which me and Jacob were alike. It was surprising finding all the ways we were actually alike. “Yes.”
“Wow,” his voice held an awed reference. Like an admirer to a god. “Remind me to kiss your sister.”
“I don’t think she’d appreciate it, but I’ll pass along the sentiment.”
He nodded, smirking, and turned the music back up. Apparently psycho was one of his favorites. We continued to listen as trees passed and eventually we pulled in to the mall. Now to find out what Bella was up to.
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