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Black Heart	By : foxyoxy3 Category: Twilight Series > Het F > Bella/Jacob Views: 5834 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-Black Heart
- 2-Fangs Are Stuck Inside My Skin
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A/N: Dear readers, I initially intended for this story to be a simple one-shot. I hope I didn’t disappoint too many of you by not developing the plot.

I somehow made it to Jacob’s, alive but not so well. I put the gear in park and turned off the ignition, quieting my truck but also triggering the reverse effect on my nerves. I saw his front porch and zeroed in on the door. Would he still be waiting for me, knowing that there was a large chance I wouldn’t come?

The door opened and I gripped the steering wheel. I saw Billy Black’s face curiously scan the area where the loud disturbance-courtesy of my ancient vehicle-was coming from. I stepped out of the car and waved a shaky hand, placing me into his line of vision and earning me a slight nod. It was the kind of nod you give your annoying cousin at a family reunion; it said, ‘I’m acknowledging your presence but I don’t want to start up conversation.’

“He’s out back, Bella.”

“Thanks,” I said, suddenly only able to look down at the ground. I knew that I shouldn’t have felt responsible for being the reason Jacob was leaving, but I did and I sensed that Billy blamed me too. Billy wheeled back into the house, casting me one last reproving glance that didn’t subtly point fingers so much as scream: it’s your fault, loud and clear.

I walked towards the garage armed with absolutely nothing. No strategy. No redeeming speeches. I’d be lucky if I could even stare Jacob in the face let alone tell him all the things that had been circulating through mind these past few weeks.

“Hey”

I turned around to come face to face with a smiling Jacob. I couldn’t help but smile back.

“Did I wake you from a daydream or something?”

“Huh?”

“You looked so deep in thought. I was about to bring you over a large rock so that you could sit on it and ponder the meaning of life. Maybe you’d even rest your fist under your chin.”

“Very funny Jacob. I swear, I would recommend doing stand-up but the owners of the comedy club probably wouldn’t want to risk the chance of their comedian getting angry, turning into a large mythical beast, and morphing back into a naked man. That’d be awkward,” I retorted, surprised that I had countered his joke.

Jacob shook his head before laughing and pulling me into a bear hug. Just as I was about to pass out from asphyxiation, Jacob let go, giving me just enough time to stare at him without looking too obvious. He was pretty much naked, save from the faded dark denim jeans he was wearing. They hung just under his hip bones, showing the elastic band of his black boxers. His chest glistened slightly of sweat and he smelled musky and warm. The scent went straight to my brain, jumbling up my thoughts, bursting images of Jacob coaxing me out of my clothes, licking me everywhere. I drew a sharp breathe, as if I had just regained air in my lungs after being at the bottom of a pool.

“Bells, you alright there?” Jacob asked, grabbing my arms lightly and looking into my eyes.

I breathed out slowly.

“Yeah, sorry.”

Jacob smirked, letting go of my arms. “Well you wouldn’t be the first girl to have a panic attack after seeing me.”

His warm eyes stayed on me, piercing through every shield I had set up against him and destroying any witty remark I could have given him. That was it. It was now or never. I had to tell him how I felt. And quickly, before I suddenly blurted out “Jacob-I-had-a-sex-dream-with-you-and-it-was-really-great-can-we-do-it-and-not-tell-edward-thanks?”

“Bella, what’s on your mind?” he said, doing my job for me.

“Don’t leave,” I said bluntly. I didn’t even mean to say it but it just came out. Either way, it was better than the other scenario.

“I can’t stay here,” Jacob responded quietly, dejectedly, “I can’t watch that bloodsucker drain the life out of you. Out of me.”

“Maybe if-” And then I was cut off.

“No ifs Bella,” Jacob said, suddenly angry. “You made your choice. Now I’ve made mine. It’s final.”

I felt myself starting to tear up for what felt like the fiftieth time this week. There had to be a way that I could make him stay. I was desperate.

“If I sleep with you, will you stay?”

“What did you say?” Jacob blinked, looking shocked and confused and intrigued all at the same time.

“You can’t be serious Bella.”

“Just once. Only once. Only if you stay.” My voice was pleading. I felt like a child tugging on their parent’s shirt.

“Your vampire would know. He’d see everything in my mind. Would you want him to know how you screamed my name?” Jacob asked, coming closer to me.

“He’d forgive me,” I said, believing it.

“He would, wouldn’t he? What a gentleman that bloodsucker is,” Jacob said mockingly.

“Shut up.” This was not the time to discuss Edward, even though it was a good a time as any.

“Sorry…so are you serious about this?”

“Yes. Now don’t ask any more questions or all I’ll have too much time to think and I’ll back out.”

Jacob bent his head down to my ear.

“Wwwhen, wwwhere?” he whispered slowly, rolling his tongue sensually. He drew out both words longer than needed and I could hear the desire in his voice. Knowing that this was such a tempting offer to him made me a feel hot. My stomach burned, creating fiery butterflies that wouldn’t stop fluttering. Every touch, every emotion I had towards Jacob felt like fire. It was the strangest anomaly.

“I don’t know when or where. Is Billy leaving the house anytime soon?” My mind wasn’t my own. Some different Bella had taken over. The only part I recognized was my uncertainty of time or place.

“Billy is going fishing tomorrow morning with Charlie, I think.”

“Forget it. Just come over tonight around midnight.”

“Jesus.” He slid his hands through his long hair. “Are you really going to let me fuck you?” Jacob asked, dropping his arm and looking at me with squinty eyes, as if I was not the same Bella. I could see why he’d be so curious. I had never this brazen, especially not with him.

“Yes. And for the meantime, can we use the word "sleep" instead of "fuck". Thanks.” Now that sounded more like me.

Jacob smiled. I’m pretty sure he had begun to think I was some sort of robot/temptress but now he recognized that it was actually me, the klutzy, uncertain Bella.

He hugged me again, this time more gently. He ran his hand from the base of my neck to the small of my back, holding on lightly but firmly at the same time. Jacob let out a low growl, making me close my eyes momentarily. This was eerily familiar.

“Don’t fall asleep,” he stated, before letting go and walking back towards his car.

I stayed there for a couple seconds, eyes still closed, willing myself not to drown in thought. I needed to get home. I would allow myself only that thought. I needed to go home.

I ran to my truck, without looking back at Jacob.

My cell phone rang.

It was 5:00 pm.

It was Edward.

“Hi,” I said, putting on my best ‘I’m ok’ voice.

“Hi back. Are you alright? Where are you?”

“I’m driving back home. I should be there in 20 minutes, so don’t worry.”

“That’s impossible,” Edward laughed lightly.

I smiled into the phone.

“Could I come over tonight? I feel like I haven’t seen you in so long.”

“Yeah, I guess two days is pretty long for us; but I promised I’d have dinner with Charlie, how about tomorrow night?” I felt terrible lying to Edward. It was actually making me physically sick but something, something was telling me that it needed to be done. I’d tell him the truth later and although I didn’t want to get ahead of myself, I knew he’d forgive me.

“Is it because I called you too early?” The tone of his voice broke my heart.

“No, really I’m fine. I love you. Call me tomorrow.”

“I love you too, Bella. Please be safe.”

“Goodbye Edward.” I hung up feeling empty. The only thing sustaining me was the little flicker of light that Jacob had always given me, that little glimmer of hope; my lone star.

That night, I was pacing around my room, tracing figure eight patterns into my carpet. It was warm outside so I had on a pair of small pajama shorts and a light tank top. The background noise of the wind from outside my window intermingled with Charlie’s snores. I was thankful for the noise. If it had been quiet, I probably would have gone slightly crazy.

By 11:30 I had begun to panic. My clothes felt too revealing, my room too stuffy. Everything was getting to me. I lay down to quiet my nerves, deciding it was best to try and rest before seeing Jacob.

At 11:59 I heard a scraping sound coming from my window. A moment later, a dark figure was standing in my room and my heart sunk to my stomach. Some creature had come to kill me, no doubt some maniac vampire that had heard of my amazing scent. It was then that Jacob flashed his pearly white teeth, at once making me feel at ease.

“I told you not to go to sleep,” Jacob said, sporting his usual all encompassing grin.

“I was just resting up a little.”

“Smart choice. That rest will come in handy after what I’m going to do to you.” He was half-serious, half-joking.

I got up to playfully hit him on the chest but before I had the chance to do any damage, he grabbed my wrist and pulled me to him. My face landed right before his and he wasted no time taking advantage of the position. Just like in my dream, his lips were on mine, soft yet aggressive. His tanned arms wrapped around my waist and he held me firmly against his burning chest. I could feel the ridges of his ab muscles against my body, firm and taut.

“God, Bella. I’ve imagined this moment so many times,” he whispered yearningly into my hair.

He then hoisted me up and I instinctually wrapped my legs around his waist. I was straddling him mid-air in such an intimate position and I had to admit that it felt strange. I wasn’t sure if I was okay with this. Jacob’s hands were holding up my bottom and his lips were on my neck, his tongue licking me. I conceded that it felt strange but good nonetheless. He muttered a low ‘bed’ before laying me down, with him directly on top of me. Jacob stayed above me for a few moments, hovering over my body like a predator. His pupils were completely dark, dilated with desire and his breath was irregular. He was out for the hunt.

He looked down at my heaving chest and bit his lower lip. I was nervous about this, about him, about us but I couldn’t stop this. I was in a trance. Jacob moved his hands further down, not breaking eye contact. Once he reached my shorts, he pulled them down slowly, laboriously and threw them somewhere near the bed. His hand then ventured to my underwear. He pulled it aside and began tracing my lips his finger. At this, we moaned in unison.

“It’s nice to see you’re wet for me honey,” he smiled mischievously. I suddenly felt embarrassed, exposed.

I stared at his jeans, the same ones he had on earlier in the day. His bulge was straining against the tough fabric and I could imagine it hurt a little, judging from his large size.

I was happy to see I wasn’t the only one being affected by our little tryst.

“Yeah, well you seem pretty excited to be here as well,” I said breathlessly.

“Oh, I am,” he said before plunging a finger into me. I gasped, grabbing onto his forearms for support.

“Mmmm. You’re so tight,” he moaned, pumping his index finger in and out while his thumb massaged my clit. Jacob unzipped his pants with his free hands and began to stroke himself. I could feel myself about to cum and watching Jacob just sent me that much closer to the precipice of my release. I came, shuddering and panting, with Jacob’s fingers still in me. He smiled and licked them both, closing his eyes with unfiltered joy written all over his face.

He went back to kissing me, ravaging my neck. Jacob bit down softly and licked in small circles, creating a delicious mixture of pleasure and pain. He turned my head to the side to get better coverage of my neck, moving his wet lips to my collar bone.

It was then that I saw us in the mirror. All the feeling drained from my body. How could I have thought this was alright? This wasn’t a dream. Dreams could be forgiven. This was reality and in reality, a girl didn’t show her love for someone by sleeping with someone else. I pushed Jacob off of me wordlessly, got up and put on my shorts. He looked as if he’d been slapped.

“You need to leave, Jacob.” I said, avoiding his eyes.

“What did I do? Bella, please tell me.” As a change of pace, it now sounded like Jacob was on the verge of tears.

“I love you Jacob and I always will but Edward…Edward is my life. And although my body is saying one thing, my mind and heart say another. I’m so sorry Jacob.”

“Yeah, yeah. I figured you’d chicken out.” His voice was lighthearted, but I knew Jacob and I could hear the underlying dejection in his tone. I had broken his heart yet again.

“Once you imprint this will just be a silly little story. I promise you,” I tried to assure him.

“Bella, have you ever thought that maybe I don’t want to love anyone else, that maybe I’m perfectly content with pining after you for all my life?”

“I know, I know, you’ve already told me that before but that’s only what you think now.”

Jacob looked confused. “I never told you that before.”

I stood in my room, immobile. That was what Jacob had told me in my dream. Maybe not in those exact words, but the meaning was the same. Based on the prophetic quality of my dreams, was I meant to have sex with him then? Was I veering fate off course by denying the both of us?

Even if the answer was yes, I didn’t care. In my dream, Edward’s image broke into millions of tiny pieces but here, now, he was still in one piece. He had my heart and it was only due to him that it was in one piece. The least I could do to repay him was abstain from having sex with Jacob.

Jacob’s hand waved in front of my eyes, waking me from my reverie.

“Bella, I’m leaving,” he stated plainly.

“For good?” I couldn’t seem to make any facial expressions. My face was a blank slate

“I think so.”

“I’m going to miss you,” I said, trying so hard not to break down right there.

Jacob kissed me on the forehead.

“Not as much as I’m going to miss you.” And with that, he leapt out the window and out of my life.

I collapsed on my bed and began to cry, tears streaming down my face. I tried to muffle my sobs with a pillow but it didn’t do much to help because in a few minutes Charlie stumbled in, half-asleep.

“What is it Bella? What’s wrong?”

“Jacob’s gone,” I nearly wailed. “He’s gone dad.”

All Charlie could do was hold me. He was never much of a talker but this small gesture did more than he could ever know. I felt protected; the way Jacob made me feel. It was just what I needed.

The next morning, I woke up to blinding light coming from my window. The day looked sunny and beautiful, making a complete mockery of my very sullen mood. I turned in my bed, sighed and reached for my cell phone. My fingers felt like lead as I punched in the numbers but my heart felt light, lighter than it had felt for the past couple of days.

“Bella,” Edward’s voice sounded in relief.

“Come over. I’ve missed you,” I pleaded in a raspy voice.

“Finally,” he laughed quietly.

Finally.

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End Note: I will probably be writing another Jacob/Bella one-shot in the future. Although I am mostly Team Switzerland, I do lean towards Jacob and I must admit this story didn’t end the way I really wanted it to. My next story will probably not end with Bella/Edward. Hope you enjoyed! Feedback would be great.
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