A/N: Sorry for the long waitttt but I'll be trying to update this once or twice every week now. :)
After that day with Paul, time seemed to pass fast. Hours turned to days; Days turned to weeks; and the next thing I knew it was the beginning of October. School had started on the reserve, everyone in the pack, even Leah, knew about my imprinting on Edward, and, even though for days she went back and forth between telling me what a traitor I was and flat out ignoring me, she finally forgave me. Sometimes I still catch her trying to hold back a glare but I shrug it off.
Sitting across from Paul and Emma in the infamous Forks Diner, I tried to ignore them, but it was disgusting. Seriously, it was like they were sewn together. I rolled my eyes at the lame joke Paul said and stared at my food, slowly taking bites between my gags.
"Do you guys have to act like this?" I snapped at them.
"What are you talking about?" Emma asked turning her head from Paul to me.
"It's kind of, really sickening."
"Oh stop your complaining and eat your waffles." She rolled her eyes at me and continued to talk to Paul.
Standing up, I said, "That's it. I'm leaving. Bye." I moved out from my chair and put on my coat.
"Where are you going?" Paul asked, his mouth full of half eaten eggs.
"Bella's. At least she won't make me want to taste my waffles twice." I exaggerated a fake gag and walked out of the restaurant, not bothering to turn around as I waved.
Finally pulling into Bella's driveway, I sighed with relief.
Edwards POV
"Jacob is here." I said in a monotone voice, while sitting on Bella's bed, watching her on her ancient computer.
"Could you answer it? I have to get this essay done by tomorrow or else I'll fail my English class." She asked me, not bothering to look away from her monitor. Sighing, I mumbled a yes and left her room.
Hearing the knock, I began to walk faster, "Absolutely no patience at all." I said under my breath. Opening the door, I saw Jacob's eyes widen.
I held back a smirk, even though it was perfectly understandable for him to be shocked. Especially since the last time we saw each other.
"Hello Jacob."
"Edward." He said formally, "Bella home?"
"Do you really think I'd be here if she wasn't? It's not exactly like her father is asking for some quality time with me." I answered, then sighed, "Yes she is here." I turned and listened to him following me.
I couldn't help myself as I began to pick through his canine brain, hearing certain words every so often, but mostly emotions.
Fear... Tell Bella... Anxiety... Imprinting... Edward... Anger...
I began to try to collect full thoughts and sentences.
Paul and Emma don't have to go around, telling people who they've imprinted on. Not a big deal for them.
My eyes widened when I realized what he was about to do. Spinning around on the staircase, I wanted to scream at him. Tell him not to. Beg even.
"You want to tell her?" I demanded in a quiet, cold voice.
"We need to Edward. And considering things... I don't think she will be too upset."
I looked down at Jacob questioningly when suddenly he took a few steps up, and planted his mouth on mine. Not really having any choice, I began to kiss him back. My mind, and Jacob's as I read his, were racing. We both knew Bella could come at any moment, yet, Jacob made no intent of pulling away.
We stayed like that for a minutes, and before I knew it, Bella was right beside us, carrying a basket of her laundry, "Hey guys." She said casually, and continued herway to the laundry room.
Jacob's POV
Once I heard Bella's voice I immediately pulled away from Edward. God dammit, what was wrong with me? I knew Bella was here. I knew she could come at any moment. Why didn't I stop it? Why didn't I start it in the first place? I saw Edward give me a look. The kind of look that says "Why the hell isn't my fiance freaking out because she just found her husband-to-be making out with another dude?"
"Let's just go wait for her in her room..." I suggested, pretending not to know what was going on. Edward nodded as I followed him up the rest of the stairs into her room.
Once we entered we saw a large pile of socks on her bed. I looked to Edward and shrugged as I made my way to the bed, and began to fold the socks.
"No offence Jacob, but why are you folding her socks?" He asked.
"I could ask you the same thing." I smirked and nodded to his hands, which were indeed folding a pair of small socks."
"Touche." He said plainly.
There were a few minutes of awkward silence as we folded her socks before I knew I would crack if I had to listen to her creaking window any longer, "Did you notice Bella has freakishly small feet?" I asked, trying not to smile.
"I do not!" She exclaimed from the doorway, "And why are you folding my socks anyway?" Bella demanded putting her laundry basket on the floor. I shrugged throwing the last pair in the drawer. She shook her head, "Nevermind. I don't want to know. Have you two seen my red sweater though?"
She looked at me slightly annoyed, "I didn't take it. What am I going to do with a female's red sweater?" I asked, holding up my hands in retreat.
She head turned to Edward, "Red isn't my colour." He said plainly. His face then turned worried.
"When did it go missing?" He asked quickly, looking around the room. What as he doing? Then, suddenly it clicked.
"You don't think...?" I asked him.
"Don't think what? That Victoria and her army did this too?" Bella demanded worried.
"Wait a minute. What damn army?" I said, "Are you trying to say she's been coming back? Because we've only seen her on the reserve a couple of times."
Edward looked down, "Victoria is back. With newborns to help her."
A/N: Gasp! Yes I'm going to go through the events of eclipse, except I'll probably be twisting things a bit to turn Jakeward and all of that stuff. And again I'm soooooo sorry for not updating D: I'm going to have another chapter up by the beginning of next week though! PLEASE REVIEW!