"Promise Me One Thing."

Chapter one: Break-ups, love, and waffles.

Warnings: Slash, violence, character death, fluff, language, and some other stuff. I'm not quite sure yet. It has nothing to do with Breaking Dawn, and the end part of Eclipse.

Disclamer: I own nothing. Except for Clarissa, who is most likely going to be my favorite character. But you can have her if you want. But you don't know who she is yet, so do you really want her? Whoops, I'm rambling. :P So on with the story! (And sorry it's so short, but it's only the first chapter.)

I always had a feeling. I knew there was someone else, I just never knew who. That is, until that one night, in the tent with Jacob and Edward.

They thought that I had fallen asleep, but through half-lidded eyes I saw the way they looked at each other. It didn't matter that they were both men, for the affection that they shared was incalculable, it was the purest of all loves. It made the love that I felt for anyone else feel so small, so worthless.

'And it was my fault that they aren't together,' I noticed. I felt horrible for intruding on such a thing.

My eyes opened, and I asked Jacob to leave the tent. Tears ran down my face as I lied to the love of my life, the love of my existence.

"Edward, it's over," I whispered, and stared down at my hands. I felt horrible, not being able to even look into his eyes. But I knew that I wouldn't be able to lie to him if I saw his face. "I don't love you anymore." I was once again glad that he couldn't read my mind.

"I will never forget you," he said as he kissed me on the forehead, his ice cold lips making me shiver. I nearly sobbed out loud, but caught myself just in time.

"Promise me one thing," I asked.

"Anything," he said. I looked up at his face and knew he wasn't lying. 'He still might love me,' an evil voice whispered in my head. 'He may not love me as much as Jacob, but we still might have a chance,' I needed to end this, no matter how I felt. 'They deserve to be together,' I thought at the evil ideas running through my head. 'I shouldn't be keeping them apart.'

"Please, please don't go to the Volturi." I said, in a stronger voice than before. "Your family needs you." I grab his arms when he starts to shake his head. "What we had was wrong. It was never meant to be." He smiled sadly. "Please Edward," I sighed.

"For you, I'll live," He said, and captured me in one last kiss. His cold lips pressed against mine, and I pulled away. I looked once more into his golden eyes, and he ducked out of the tent. I was left alone, my tears freezing on my cheeks.

I left Forks that week, never to return.

5 Years Later… (Jacob's P.O.V.)

Edward wound his arms around my waist, and kissed him on the neck lightly.

"Good morning, my love," He whispered into my ear.

I looked down to the arms wrapped around me. The sunlight reflected off of them like there were millions of tiny mirrors imbeddedin Edwards's skin, making rainbows dance across the walls of the room. I smiled when the word bedazzled came to mind. I blushed when Edward's chest rumbled with laughter, as he read my thoughts. He pressed his lips to my cheek, and murmured, "Bedazzled?"

"Morning, darling, and yes," I said as I looked back through the window. The snowy landscape of the small Alaskan town we were living in. The trees glistened with freshly fallen snow, and the houses looked as if they were covered with icing. Christmas was coming, and each of the houses were decorated with colourful lights, and a wreath hanging from almost every door.

My thoughts were interrupted when my stomach growled.

Edward laughed and went to the kitchen. I grinned, and went back to looking out the window. In a few minutes, the smell of homemade waffles drifted towards me. My mouth starts to water, and I sprinted towards the kitchen.

Hot, golden waffles awaited me at the kitchen. My hands reached towards them when…

I got hit with a fork. "Ouch!" I yelped, and turned to look at Edward glaring at me. I whimper and start rubbing my hand. "Violence is not the answer, Edward."

He frowns at me, and I smile. "Just wake up Clarissa, will you?" he asked.

I wandered over to the stairs, and was about to go up to the second floor when there was a knock on the door. I hear Edward's fork drop, and I whirl around. He's at the door in a flash, and he opens the door.

"Bella…" he whispered.

Hehehe. When I was writing about the evil voice in Bella's head, I was abut to type, 'The voice sounded a bit like Rosailie…(I spelt her name wrong, but who cares?)' but the beginning was supposed to be serious, so I didn't. Also, In this story, Jacob's a little bit shorter than Edward, by a few centimeters. Sorry, but I just never got used to Jacob being a giant. This probably makes it obvious that he's the uke in the 'ship. (HA! Miranda and Martyna probably don't know what that is!) :) I hope you enjoyed the first chapter, and sorry for leaving it with a cliff hanger. I'll try to write the next chapter this weekend.

--Kathy

P.S. I got the "It was never meant to be," from Pendragon(well, not really, but I wouldn't have thought of it if I hadn't read the series, so yeah), and it's probably the best series ever. In my opinion. :) (SPADER/BOBBY FOREVER!!)