In My Veins (Andrew Belle ft Erin McCarley)

Jacob's POV

I looked down at my phone and sighed. To call or not to call. That was the debate. I had lasted two and a half days, that was pretty good in my opinion.

"Dude, stop being a pansy and call her." I promptly ignored Paul given the only time he calls women is if he's asking if she wants to go one more round. I could hear him snort and rolls his eyes and he shook his head at me. "Fine, but if you wait any longer your going to be pushing douche bag territory." He stuffed some more chips into his mouth and I sat up on the couch and looked at trying to look uninterested.

"What do you mean?" I asked looking down at my nails and feigning boredem.

"I mean, since you two just met and she doesn't even have your number you should called the day after, even if it was just so she could have your number. It makes you seem available and makes her feel like you care." He told me. I looked at him with an incredulous look and an arched brow.

"How would you know? You are like the king of whores." I stared at him wryly and he smirked at me.

"I know because I snagged her number after seeing it on your hand and I called her the next day." He shrugged nonchalantly acting as if he hadn't just hit on my imprint!

"You did what?" I asked him my voice trembling with anger. Paul finally looked up from where he staring longingly at another bag of chips and looked at me unfazed.

"Yeah I called her." He shrugged. "She's a nice girl, I like her. You should make a move." There were probably about a million things I could have said at the moment but as I stood up glaring daggers at him I settled on grabbing the bag of chips he was staring at with adoration. "You wouldn't!" He growled. I popped them open and started eating them while walking out of Sam's house. "You betraying bastard!" He yelled.

There were two things that made Paul highly emotional. Women and food and not even always in that order. I pulled my phone out and called Ellie, clearing my throat several times and rubbing the back of my neck as I threw away the rest of the chips in the trash bin at the end of the drive. I could hear Paul having a hissy fit and rolled my eyes, taking a walk through the woods.

"Hello?" She asked, a lilt in her voice.

"Hey, it's Jake from the other night."

"Oh hey, whats up?"

"I was calling to see if maybe you wanted to hang out or something. I could give you that tour guide I promised you."

There was dead silence on the other end. I bit back a groan and pinched the bridge of my nose. I waited too long. This is imprint but the girls only met me once, damn it I didn't come on strong enough. I can't believe Paul was actually-

"Look Jake, I get it. Paul explained the situation to me." What situation? I was about to ask that when she continued on. "You're gay and you flirted with me to impress the guys. It's okay, you know there's no reason to feel ashamed of who you are. I will admit I didn't see it coming I mean you are ungodly attractive and I thought I was picking up some vibes but it's really okay." I couldn't even appreciate the damn compliment because she thought I was gay.

"He told you I was gay?! I am not gay! I can prove to you that I'm not gay!" I yelled.

It was quiet for a few moments again and I heard her set something down.

"You're not gay?" She sounded so genuinely confused it was kind of cute, it would have been cuter if the question wasn't in my damn sexuality. I am going to kill Paul, that pompous asshat.

"No I'm not gay." I bit out evenly.

She was quiet again as she thought and I sat there and imagined the thousand ways I was going to kill Paul. "Well, I really would like to go out today but I kind of can't." She finally said.

She thought I was gay. She really did. "Why not?" I asked her rubbing the back of my neck and trying to think of how the hell I was going to get myself out of this situation.

"I still haven't finished unpacking my room and my parents gave me free range over one of the downstairs rooms so I was thinking of doing my art studio down there so I need to set that up." She sighed, "I actually have to make some calls to see if I can find someone who can help me move some of my supplies down there." She told me. Okay that at least didn't sound like an excuse. I might be able to salvage this.

"I can come by and help you move stuff." I told her.

"Oh, there's a lot to move down there I need a few people. I don't even know if you and me could get it all accomplished." She replied.

"I can have some friends help us." I forced out. I really wanted one and one time with Ellie but at this point I would take whatever I could get. She seemed to think about it for a moment.

"You're really not gay?" She asked again but I could hear a bit of a laugh in her voice. My eyebrow twitched and I rolled my eyes.

"What's your address we'll head over there now." I said choosing to ignore that remark. She gave me her address and we said goodbye as I made my way back to Sam's. I did not want Paul coming to her house that ass had done enough.

I looked to see most of the pack in the living room and I looked around pursing my lips and sizing up the guys who could do the least damage. "Embry, Seth, and Jared come with me." I told them. I started to walk off hoping they'd just go with it but lets be real, I've never had that kind of luck.

"For what?" Jared asking lounging back in his seat, not looking like he was about to get up anytime soon. I sighed and turned looking at them and then glaring at Paul who was wolfing done some tacos with Embry.

"Ellie needs some help setting things up in her house." I told him. Everyone turned and I could see the interest in their face followed by a chorus of 'I want to go.' "She doesn't need all of us just some of us." I said trying to sound rational. Paul went to open his mouth but I decided to nip that in the ass, "And some of you I just dont want coming."

"Why wasn't I invited?" Leah asked looking up at me from her magazine she had been flipping through.

"Because I didn't want your bitchiness to scare her off." I told her.

She snorted and stood up. "If that scares her off she won't last ten seconds here. Besides I'm not a bitch." We all stared at her and she looked genuinely insulted at the truth. "I didn't say I was a sweet cinnamon roll but I'm not a bitch!" She yelled. We all just kept looking at her and she muttered, "Not most the time."

Sam looked at me from the couch where he was seated with Emily resting in his lap. "You can take Paul, Leah, Seth, and Embry the rest have to stay for patrol duty which they were supposed to go on about five minutes ago." He looked at Jared and Quil and they stood up and started towards the door.

I was about to complain but realized there was no damn point because the dumbasses were already heading towards the door.

I rolled my eyes and grumbled kicking the door as I walked out. "Seth you can ride up front with me the rest of you can get in the bed of the truck." I heard them start arguing immediately and I hopped inside and cranked up the engine. This day was not going the way I had planned.

I pulled up the long driveway and immediately felt out of place. There was a large black gate that opened for us as we pulled up I could hear Seth whistle low in appreciation. The estate was huge, I had known that she was going to have some money just based off the ride she drove but this was a whole other level of money. I parked the truck by her Range Rover and as I got out I felt nervous. It didnt look like her parents were here since no other cars were out but there was a full garage that I couldn't exactly see.

"Dude you never mentioned she was loaded." Embry looked around and I almost told him I had no idea but I decided to keep that to myself.

The front door opened and Ellie stepped out smiling. She had on a pair of tight fitting jeans that made me bite back a groan and a high rise top that showed her navel and I could see a piercing dangling from her belly button. I really hit the jackpot with this girl. "Hey you guys made it." She smiled and gestured for us to come in. "I don't bite." She smiled.

"I do." I smirked as I walked by her and her cheeks flushed in embarrassment making me chuckle. "This place is really nice." I told her as I walked into the expansive foyer. "What do you parents do?" I asked. They had to be shitting gold or something.

"Oh my mom is a neonatal surgeon, and my dad owns a construction company." I looked at her with an arched brow. I mean those jobs made good money but not this good. That just wasn't possible. "My mother inherited my grandfather's company when he died she pays someone to look over it and get into the specifics." Had to be a big company.

"What are you batman?" I asked looking around and she laughed softly.

"You have no idea." She shut the door behind Leah and we all just stood there awkwardly.

"Why don't you lead the way princess." I smiled down at her I could see her eyes narrow on me.

"Don't call me that." She growled. Yep, that was her nickname. Princess fit her perfectly and she knew it even if she didn't want to admit it.

She cleared her throat and looked over at the guys effectively ignoring me and my smug smile grew. "Well, we can start by moving the big stuff into my studio." She said taking us down a flight of stairs that opened into what looked like a theater and she took us down another hall before opening a set of french doors and I could see a huge room that was mostly barren. There were huge windows and a window seat and I looked around. "This is a nice space. Where's the stuff we need to move in here?" I asked her. She escorted us out and into another hallway where there was a pink love seat, some art easels, a kiln, a pottery wheel, some stools, two small tables and boxes on boxes. "Wow." I looked at all of it and she winced.

"I know its a lot you guys don't have to help me. I can just have someone else-"

"No we'll do it." I told her. She smiled and looked at the guys.

"I haven't actually met all of you and I don't know if this oaf ever planned on introducing us. I'm Ellie." She smiled warmly and Embry, Seth, and Leah introduced themselves. "Great." She clasped her hands together looking at us kindly. "Since I knew you were bringing friends, I have some things in the oven. If you'll just give me a moment they should be done by now." She walked out and the guys started to grab some of the easels moving them into the room and I followed Ellie up the steps and into her kitchen.

"It smells amazing." I told her. She yelped and jumped, turning around with her hand over her heart trying to catch her breath.

"You scared me!" She slapped my arm and then grabbed her hand and rubbed it. "Ouch!" She glared at me and it was probably the cutest thing I had ever seen. There was no way I could take it that seriously. "What are you made of damn steel." She grumbled before pulling on some oven gloves and pulling out loads of desserts. I could feel myself salivating and I went to grab a cookie and she swatted at my hand.

"You are seriously impatient." She told me.

"And you are abusive. You've hit me twice now!" I told her feigning hurt.

She fought a smile and looked at me. "I hurt myself more the you." She defended.

"Hey, abuse is abuse." I told her. She rolled her eyes and started pulling out some homemade icing when the doorbell rung. "Where you expecting someone else?" I asked her curiously. She shook her head and started towards the door and I took that opportunity to steal a few cookies. I was stuffing my face with the eighth divine cookie when I smelled the sickly sweet smell of a leech.

I ran over to the door just as Ellie opened it and was more then surprised when I was brought face to face with Carlisle and Edward. I went to grab Ellie when she surprised me further by throwing herself into Carlisle's arms and hugging him tightly.

"Uncle Carlisle!" She laughed and he hugged her back as Edward stared at me and I glared at him right back. What the hell was going on? She wasn't a vampire I could smell that. So how did she know them she had said she was new to town. "What are you doing here? Mom said that you couldn't make it out here today." Her brow furrowed and she pulled back releasing him and as if on instinct I reached out and laced our fingers together. I did it before I had even noticed, as if I needed to stake some claim on her. She looked at me curiously but she didn't try to pull away from me.

"I thought you were new to town." I forced out. She looked at me and smiled.

"I am, my parents have known Carlisle for years." She told me. "I met him about two and a half years ago. Well officially anyways."

"Why then?" I asked. She looked at me oddly and glanced at Carlisle before looking back at me.

"I had an accident and it messed me up. Carlisle had some experience in the area apparently. He helped me a lot. I had some affects afterwards." She explained vaguely. I looked at her, studying her before pulling her behind me and I turned my backs on them as I looked down at Ellie.

"You're okay?" I asked, my thumb stroking her cheekbone gently. She smiled and nodded her cheeks heating up.

"Uh yeah. It was a long time ago." She cleared her throat. "I can't seem to stop blushing around you." She said looking down. I smiled and about said something when the damn leeches cleared their throat.

"Can you excuse me for a moment?" I asked her as I looked at them.

"You guys know each other?" She asked her brow furrowing. I nodded tightly and stepped outside of the house before shutting the door and glaring at them.

"How the hell do you two know her?" I demanded in a low voice.

"She told you-" Carlisle started.

"Cut the shit, I want the full truth." I demanded.

"It's none of your business." Edward started but then he got quiet and studied me. "You imprinted on her." He said expressionless. Carlisle blew out a breath and Edward shook his head. "You can't have her." Edward said looking at me harshly.

"She is mine." I growled.

"Not anymore." Edward forced out.

"Why the hell does it even matter to you? At least its not Bella." I started to yell but checked myself and kept my voice low.

"She's not normal Jacob." Carlisle said suddenly. I turned and glared at him and he continued on. "I told her parents not to move here. I told them it would only bring trouble." He continued. "Ellie is vulnerable here." He sighed and ran his fingers through his hair. "To vampires she smells like sunlight. She smells like the essence of life... Its hard to describe."

"So she smells really good, shes not a damn vampire happy meal and I can keep her safe." I growled.

"It's more than that. Vampires are drawn to her. Its why they moved in the first place, a big city is like vampire city and they blend in very easily. I told them that some place like Florida or Arizona would be ideal but they won't listen." Carlisle explained.

"Why are they drawn to her?" I asked looking through the window to see her smiling and dancing as she frosts some brownies. I could feel a smile breaking across my face.

"Because of what she is." Carlisle said making me reluctantly turn from watching her and look back at him. "A banshee." I looked at him and bust out laughing but he just stared at me deadpan.

"Oh your serious." I said after a few moments.

"Deadly serious." He replied. "It isn't like she runs around screaming... I mean she does scream but its not like that. A banshee is like a harbinger of death, when she screams its because someone's dead."

"Then shouldn't she be screaming every second. People die all over the world." I questioned.

"No, it doesn't work like that. She's connected to certain lives. Lives she doesn't even know about. She doesn't even really know what she is. She thinks she's crazy. It's very difficult to explain all of this. The thing is though, vampires, we're technically dead. Our hearts don't beat we don't have to breathe. A banshee is a harbinger of death, we're two creatures alike but different at the same time. Most vampires can't help but be drawn to a banshee like you can't help but be drawn to an imprint." Carlisle finished.

"She doesn't belong to some damn dead fanger." I bit out. "She is mine, and I will protect her so you Cullens can get lost." I snarled.

"You will get her killed." Edward retorted. "You mutts can't even take care of Victoria and she's been in your territory for weeks."

I could feel my body heating up in rage and I took a step forward before I heard the door open and Ellie stepped out smiling, a smear of chocolate frosting on her jaw, her smile began to fade as she stared between us. "Is something wrong?" She asked frowning.

"No, nothing. They were just leaving." Ellie opened her mouth to say something when I pulled her back into the house and shut the door. I looked down at her feeling a fierce urge to protect her overwhelm me. Ellie was mine. She was under my protection and even though I was new to the imprint thing I knew that if something happened to her it would destroy me.

"Is something wrong?" She asked her hand reaching up and gently touching the crease in my brow that only appeared when I was stressed. I relaxed under her touch and she pulled back slightly. "Sorry, I'm not normally so handsy with people I first meet." She promised.

I smirked and leaned down close to her. Her eyes widening as my lips drew so close to hers I could feel her breath on my face.

"You've got a little something right here." I wiped the icing off her jaw and leaned back licking it off of my finger.

Her heart rate sped up and she cleared her throat tucking her hair behind her ear and turned on her heel walking into the kitchen where she nearly tripped over a chair. She cursed and rubbed her hip muttering something about 'always embarrassing herself around the hot ones' I smirked and leaned against the wall watching her place the desserts on trays.

I would protect Ellie, I had no choice but to. I barely knew this girl but she already had me wrapped around her finger and I couldn't even find a way to be mad about it.

So what'd you think? It should also be known the next chapter will be in Ellie's POV and a bit of a continuation. Sort of. Well Favorite/Follow/ Review, please and I meant to also mention I will update my stories at the very least two/three chapters a week and at most about four chapters a week. It depends on if I get writers block. I hope you like it. I'm sorry the chapters are actually shorter than I normally do but that's typically how my starts are for some reason. (: I only own my O/C characters the rest belong to Stephanie Meyer