The Twilight Saga

CHAPTER ONE: PART ONE - bottom of this page
CHAPTER TWO: page three
CHAPTER THREE: page five

Okay so i just began writing a fan fic ! This is just a preview of what is to come . My story takes place after breaking dawn. Renesmee was never created, but Jacob managed to get over his hatred for the Cullens and maintains a friendship with Bella . Still, he is heart broken, so he takes comfort from Leahs presence, similar to how Bella took comfort from his . But, something was different. Was he actually falling in love with her ? of all people ? and could she, maybe love him back ?


 well, this is a quick scene from my upcoming story! I hope you enjoy it . Stay in touch to read the finished project, beginning, middle and end. OF COURSE, TELL ME WHAT YOU THINK OF IT !!!!


oh, and at the bottom somewhere there should be a link of this in word, for better viewing purposes. Its in rich text format, so it can be read on any computer.


*the setting is a cabin, leah and jacob are rained in, and have to spend the night together.



 Falling asleep tonight was going to be impossible. There was no avoiding Leah now, or these new feelings I was developing. All my thoughts were engulfed by her, the yearning to touch her, to feel her skin on mine. I knew she would flip out if she had any idea of what was in my head right now, but even that didn’t stop me. All too soon, my inappropriate lusting was interrupted by Leah’s deep panting beside me. Her face was full of some emotion I had never seen before on her – some sort of deep passion. Without warning, she clawed my arm, digging her long nails into my bare skin. Not exactly the kind of touching I had in mind…

 “Ouch!”, I yelled out of habit, even though the pulsating burn was already fading away. Leah opened her eyes in response, wide with a new emotion.

“Oh my God! Jake! Are you all right? I don’t know what happened, I was having a… a bad dream.”

 She sat up in a panic eyeing my wound, which was already nonexistent. She moved her eyes back to the dark floor, her hands gripping at the sides of the bed. She looked nervous, maybe even scared. Hmm, musta’ been some dream.

 “It’s nothing”, I told her honestly. I rushed to her side and wrapped her up in my arms. What am I doing? I thought to myself. And why does this feel… good? What will she think? I prepared myself for the almighty Leah backlash.

Unexpectedly, she hugged me back. I could feel her hot tears running down my body. Electricity pulsed through my every nerve. I’m pretty sure this wasn’t the type of feeling you were suppose to get when some chick was crying into your chest for who knows what reason. “You’re okay now”, I whispered into her ear.

“Yes, I am.” Her tone confused me. She sounded… comforted – like she was in the arms of someone she truly loved instead of someone she barely considered a friend. Still, the tears rolled on.

“Do you wanna talk about it?”, I offered. I wanted to know what was going on in her head. I wanted to fight the nightmares away, to make everything better for her. What the hell? When did I become Leah’s protector? This was all so new, but at the same time it felt so much like Déjà vu. Jacob Black: Always trying to save the girl who didn’t want to be saved. Could it be anymore ironic?

I stared down into Leah’s face. She was more beautiful than she had ever been. No makeup, hair a mess, eyes puffy. Gorgeous. She was just so vulnerable, and so real. It was nice seeing her unguarded; so unlike the wolf-girl hybrid I was use to. And her lips… perfect and full. And so close. It took everything I had in me from crushing them to mine that very moment. And I wouldn’t be able to stand the rejection if – no when, she pushed me off. She pulled away from me and ran her hands through her thick hair. I wonder what it felt like. “It was …wrong. Everything about it was so wrong!”, she muttered out between sobs.

“But it felt so right.” This cryptic conversation was eating away at me. I was bewildered enough, I didn’t have the patience for pointless trivia games.

“Lee, explain. Who was it about?” I felt my body move closer to hers.

“You.” Her whisper was so soft any normal person wouldn’t have heard it. Me? Now I was in her nightmares? I didn’t know what to say. I cocked my head to the side a little and stared at her with prying eyes. I shouldn’t have been offended, but something deep inside of me stung from the accusation.

“Leah, come on. I know we aren’t exactly best friends but I would never hurt you. You HAVE to know that. But if I’m the cause for all these nightmares then maybe I should go.” I stumbled over the last few words. They didn’t sound right. The last thing I wanted to do was to leave this girl.

 “That’s just the thing Jacob”, she huffed out. “I don’t want you to. “ Huh? I felt my face twist with confusion. What the hell is she talking about? “It wasn’t a nightmare, at all.”

She threw her head against my chest, and her warm tears started flowing once more. This time she let her small hand trace over the shape of my shoulder. What did she mean it wasn’t a nightmare? What else would explain her digging her nails into my skin, or the flood of tears? Right as I was about to ask her just that, I remembered the strange expression on her face seconds before she awoke. The pieces were all falling together. Leah had not been scared before. Her so called nightmare had been the opposite. She was dreaming about me. – No, us. And it obviously confused the hell outta her. Join the club. Even though the pieces were finally intact, I still couldn’t comprehend the situation. I needed her to clarify. Was it really possible that these foreign feelings that consumed me had transpired to Leah? Nope. I doubt it. I’ve never been lucky. Why would that change now? I reached out to grab the hand that was grazing over my shoulder.

“Leah”, I began. I held her hand, wrapped tightly between my much bigger hand, and placed it on my chest. She was still looking down refusing my eye contact. I nudged her chin upwards. Unwillingly, her gaze locked with mine. The electricity was back, and it was threatening to shake my entire body. I stared into her eyes, and I knew at that moment that mine mirrored the same craving. They burned through me with a fire so hot, I felt almost faint. (If I wasn’t naturally a toasty 108.9 degrees, I would probably be worried.) In that moment, that insignificant flash of time, I no longer needed words to tell me what was happening. Still, I found them rolling off her lips. Her soft, supple lips.

“I want you Jacob black.”


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i am adding the first chapter pretty soon, i have to finish typing it . it will only be the first Chapter one Part one, but at least its something ! I plan on having the Part two done by tomorrow, and maybe even Chapter
two . I dont knoe yet . But in about an hour, it will be up, so be looking
for it !
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I accidently put her when i was talking about embrys mom lol.
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Chapter One: Part One
Jacob’s POV
“Paul, do you seriously have nothing better to do than eat everything in MY house?!”
I glared at him threw my groggy morning eyes. I had just woken up to find Paul sitting at my kitchen table, eating the last bacon and cereal we had in the house. He smiled widely as he took another large spoonful of Captain Crunch into his mouth, winking at me. Just as I was about to spring to knock the old wooden chair from under him, Rachel turned the corner into the kitchen.
“Be nice, Jake.” she warned. I loved my sister, but I could not STAND her taking up for that j******. She patted me on the shoulder as she passed, lifting her lips in a light smile.
“Good morning babe”, Paul croaked out as he rose swiftly from the table. He picked Rachel up and spun her around, planting kisses down her neck. Ew. That was my cue to leave.
“Don’t be like that Jakey poo!” Paul chortled after me. I rolled my eyes as I turned out of the kitchen and headed down the hall towards my room. “Don’t tease him”, Rachel laughed after him. I closed my door and plunged myself down to the bed.
What to do, what to do? I thought to myself. It was Saturday, and only eight in the morning. I didn’t care what I had to do; I needed to be out of this house. Being around imprints was like starring as the “pathetic single friend” in a crappy, low budget romance film. I really didn’t have the stomach to sit through hours of Rachel and Paul’s lovey dovey talk.
I laid back across the bed, closing my eyes to think. I could feel my heart beat against my chest, and hear the wind ruffling the leaves outside my window. Usually on days like this I could just take a quick trip to forks to hang out with my best friend (slash owner of my heart) Bella. Now, that was too complicated, and too hard. As if the fact that she’s MARRIED to someone I can barely stand isn’t enough, she also happens to be a newborn vampire. Mrs. Edward Cullen: forever eighteen. Just like she had always wanted. It was hard not to think of the different future she could have had… with me. But that fantasy was long gone now. I will always be the kid she loved, just not enough.
Still, we manage to maintain our friendship. I guess I still get to hold on to that part of her. We mainly just keep in contact through long letters, and short phone calls. Every once and a while we meet up. I don’t really think I could handle seeing the girl I lost on a daily basis.
I ran over the other possibilities in my head. I could go over to Embry’s, but he was probably sleeping. His mom was very – particular about her son. He was the only werewolf I knew who still had a bed time. There was always the option of going wolf – but then I would run the risk of bumping into Leah. That was NOT how I wanted to spend my Saturday morning. It was hard to maintain a positive attitude around her, she was just so damn bitter!
That was another difference in my life, I was now Alpha of my Own pack. When things were rocky last fall between the pack and the Cullen’s, I broke off on my own. The independence didn’t last long as I was soon joined by little Seth Clearwater, Quil and Embry. It’s crazy how much things can change in six months. Just last week, Leah of all people decided to join. Can you believe it? Leah frickin’ Clearwater! She pretty much hates me, but she would do anything to get from under Emily and Sam’s hold. She border line begged me to let her stay, so of course, I gave in. I haven’t been in wolf form since. Then again, there wasn’t much need to. The Cullen’s and the wolves were now on good terms, and Sam’s pack is doing the majority of patrol right now. I knew I still couldn’t avoid her for much longer.
But I would today.
When nothing good came to mind, I finally decided to just go to the beach. I put on a pair of grey sweatpants and an old black t-shirt. With that, I was out of the door.
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Leah’s POV
Chapter One: Part Two
My eyes flew open, heart racing at a hundred miles per hour. I stared blankly at my surroundings; my meek version of a room. It was just a dream, I had to remind myself. This was my reality most mornings – the cold sweats, rapid heart beating, panic.
I laid back down, rubbing my hands across my forehead. Maybe if I tried hard enough the dark images would go away. But when did I ever get what I wanted?
With my body groaning in protest, I managed to climb out of bed. I know I’m a werewolf and all, but damn did those nightly tremors take a lot out of me. Today was Saturday and of course I had nothing to do. Ugh, Leah, you really should think about getting a life, I told myself.
Something was different as I made my way to the bathroom, but I couldn’t put my finger on it. I moved my hand over the rugged wall in search of the light switch. And when the dim incandescent light flickered on, the difference was noticeably clear. I had a smile on my face. My own reflection had me flinching back. At that, I had to laugh. I guess I did have a little something to smile about. Being away from my own personal hell aka Sam’s Pack was definitely cause for celebration.
“What are you all giggly about?”, a voice asked out of nowhere. I turned my head to see my dorky little brother leaning against the bathroom door. Quickly, I washed away any trace of contentment from my face, and replaced it with pure sarcasm.
“I was just thinking about how fun it would be to push you down the stairs. Now get out of my way, Seth.” I brushed past him and fled into the hallway.
“You don’t fool me Lee”, his voice rang. I looked back over my shoulder to see his smiling face. I threw him a small, tiny grin back, before trotting off to my room. That kid really did push my buttons, but he also knew me better than any other person in the world.
I sat on the edge of my bed. I still couldn’t shake the images of last nights’ nightmare. My dad, the hospital bed, the monitors blaring wildly. Me, not being able to stop it or help in any way. They say time heals all wounds. Sike! That’s something you can really never recover from. And time, was just making things worse.
I shook my head, a useless attempt to shake away the mental pictures. I couldn’t take it anymore. I put up my walls, blocking all emotions from my body. I would rather be blank, than feel this pain. It hurt too much, like I was going to break into pieces.
That’s it! I yelled at myself. You need to do something. Get out of this house today. Easier said than done. It wasn’t like I had any close friends. I don’t even remember the last time I went out for fun. Ha-ha. Wow. I really am pathetic. I guess I’ll just go for a run. Who says being part wolf excludes you from exercise?
I found some shorts, old tennis shoes, and a black sports bra and got dressed. I tied my hair back in the mirror in a loose bun. I appraised myself for half a second longer, turning my side to the mirror. I didn’t see anything wrong with me; I thought I actually looked kinda nice. So why was I damaged goods in everyone else’s eyes? Again, I shook away the thought and made my way downstairs.
Seth was sitting in the living room eating a oversized plate of eggs and toast.
“Where’s mom?”
“She went to breakfast with Charlie”, he replied without as much as a glance towards me. Hmm, they sure were spending a lot of time together these days. I opened the refrigerator and poured myself a glass of orange juice, which I gulped down in one sip. I headed towards the door as I wiped the liquid mustache from my top lip.
“I’ll be back in a little while Seth. Be good.”
“Where ya going?” He actually managed to unglue his eyes from the TV this time.
“The beach.” I answered. I pushed the door shut behind me, and began making my way down to La Push.


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