Alternate Reality

Summary: After Bella tears out Jacob's heart in the end of Eclipse, he believes all hope is lost. After slumbering restlessly that night, the next morning he awakens in another reality. A changed reality where his life is perfect. A life where Renee and Charlie never divorced. A reality where Bella is his. What is happening? And why? - Bella/Jacob. M for mature themes and possible lemons.

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Chapter 2

My grasp on reality seemed to evaporate as I gazed in Bella's beautifully unforgettable face. And the one thing that captivated me every fucking time. Her eyes.

Her eyes. Her eyes. Her eyes.

I knew nothing but Bella.

I had never in my life perceived anyone so….Perfect.

Perfect, and all mine.

The world was no more when her eyes converged to mine. An eternal image of her beautiful face was everlastingly engraved into my mind. All I felt was peace.

I realized I was moving. I was descending. Bella was arising higher and higher, but our eyes didn't disengage. It was subsequently I comprehended I was falling. And not soon after, my knees located the hard kitchen ground. I could accurately see the connections fracturing. Like extended vines of radiance, they shattered, exploded from my family members. Then rebounded. They attached to Bella. The most significant being in my universe. The most eminent individual in the universe.

Bella. Bella. Bella. I love you, Bells. I love you so much.

My wolf was contented. He felt peacefulness. All I could experience was serenity. Tranquility. Peace.

Albeit, my strongest emotion being peace. I additionally experienced mystification.

Mystification at why this had happened. Mystification at where I was. Mystification at why it didn't happen before.

What was the catch?

Bells sank to her knees in front of me, an endearing look of perplexity and anxiety on her gorgeous flawless features. Her right hand reached up and tenderly skimmed the length of my right cheekbone, leaving delicious tingles as her fingers trekked across my face. She had this adorable crease amongst her eyebrows, and her face was exceptionally adjacent to mine. Three inches and we'd be kissing…

She then spoke. Her sweet warm breath heated my face, shaking me out of my lull, but somehow encasing me further, pushing me deeper, into her magnetism. I could never get enough of Bella. I was addicted for eternity.

"Jake…what happened? Why did you fall? Why are you looking at me, funny?"

My throat had constricted to a seal, and I couldn't locate my voice. It seemed to have vanished. I was spellbound, gawping into Bella's eyes, and wishing I were kissing every inch of her body. I had finally become aware of the reason Bella's name echoed continuously and endlessly in my brain. How she had suddenly become my rising sun at the break of dawn, and my bright moon in the darkest of nights. The reason I was able to take a breath. When she wasn't there, I would accept death. Imprint….

"Jacob, talk to me. Why aren't you talking to me?" Bella's voice took on a timbre of franticness, more than just concern flaring in her captivating eyes. "I'm sorry I made you phase. Is that why you aren't talking? I'm really sorry."

My wolf wasn't partial to the idea of her expressing regret for no reason. Albeit any indicator of submission and compliance strangely satisfying him, he wasn't keen on the thought of Bella claiming she was the cause of my phase, because she hadn't been. She was faultless here. Even so, I in spite of everything couldn't detect my ability to speak. I had elapsed how to talk. Instead, I found myself smiling faintly to blow away her fears of me not forgiving her for a mistake she didn't even make.

Bells returned the smile hesitantly, a precursor of uncertainty clear in her chocolate brown eyes. The furrow between her eyebrows still distinctively present. "Talk to me." She whispered, her voice heavy with plead, and anxiety.

"Did that happen, what I thought just happened?" Rebecca's voice broke the thickness of the air, shattering the intensity that suffocated it.

"That doesn't even make sense, Becca. What are you talking about?" Rachel countered with an annoyed tone.

Bells and I took a fleeting look around at my sisters and then at each other, sharing a familiar look. My heart warmed with an incredibly nostalgic sentiment. This prompted me of the old times we had shared as children. We had been oblivious to the dangers this world essentially held. Rachel and Rebecca would bicker constantly, and Bells and I would roll our eyes, holding back giggles. I would anything to bring them back.

By some means, unintentionally and subliminally, Bells and I had arisen at the equivalent time. Possibly, I wasn't as taken aback, since my wolf was attentive to her each movement and motion. Every flutter that her heart took. Whether it sped up pace or decelerated, my wolf was aware. Gravitationally, both of our hands drew together and tightened around each other. Like they were inclined to be around one another. They corresponded with each other, fitting into position completely, as if it was meant to be.

"You know, that day we overheard Mom, and Dad talking…" Rebecca trailed off uncomfortably as she caught the fire that was flaring in our parents eyes. Oh, she was in trouble.

"Oh, we overheard them talking about that taboo subject…what was it called…Imprint or something?" Rachel was foolishly stirring her cereal as she spoke, unaware that Rebecca was glaring at her.

Rebecca darkened beneath her tanned skin, flushing angrily, and stomped on Rachel's foot underneath the table, causing her to let out a piercing shriek. "OW! That fucking hurt!" She hissed.

She pointed in the direction of their parents with a slightly a shaky hand, and Rachel visibly paled. "Crap."

"Rachel, Rebecca. You and I are going to have a very serious talk." Mum articulated briskly, her voice firm enough to be scolding, but not fuming. I felt my heart skip a beat, as my chest began to tighten.

Rachel and Rebecca paled and gulped, both exchanging nervous looks. From where I stood, I could see the incensed look in my mother's eyes, and I internally shivered. Oh, they did not realize how much trouble they were in.

Dad hadn't uttered a sound yet, and he had his back turned to me, but I was knowledgeable about the fact that he was just as livid as mum, my parents didn't tolerate eavesdropping or anything somewhat dishonestly. They trusted us wholeheartedly, therefore if we weren't disclosed something, it was doubtless for the reason that they were just being alert for our wellbeing.

You know, I used to revel in the days my sister got into trouble, and I would be the one, struggling to repress my mirth. It was exceedingly nostalgic to see this occurring whilst we were practically grown-up now.

"What's an imprint?" Bella's sweet, sigh inducing voice interrupted my deep nostalgic thoughts. "What's it got to do with Jake falling down?" She sounded so perplexed, and it was utterly endearing. I instantaneously locked eyes with her, my wolf thirsty and growling uncontrollably solely to see her beautiful face once again. Oh, please don't let me go…I need you.

"Jacob will tell you soon, Bella, my child. When you're ready, when you finally embrace what this life holds for you. The complexity of it. Then you will be ready." My father had turned, and answered with the sermonic voice that he used to tell stories. It drew you in. There was always a deep sense of foreboding to his insightful words. Just one sentence would keep you thinking for days.

Next, he addressed me, causing me to break eye contact with Bells, and to glance at him instead. And I noticed something that I hadn't realized up until this point.

Something that stunned me exceedingly, but something that one way or another was easy to comprehend.

My father wasn't in a wheelchair.

He was sitting in a chair. A chair.

"Jacob….You seem shocked. What happened?" My father asked, confusion covering his memorable, lovable face.

I shook my head to ease his doubt, pushing it to the back of my mind. "It's nothing dad," I replied simply. "I was just thinking." I pulled my lips into a tight line to prevent anything unwanted to slip out. I couldn't say anything yet. Not until I truly comprehended what was occurring.

My thought track was intersected by my mother's voice, as she watched us both with a doting expression, an inimitable beam that glimmered in her eyes. "How are you feeling, sweetie?" She rose from her seat and strolled closer; beautiful, unfeasible but completely and irrefutably present.

She raised a hand to my cheek, brushing it over my skin, and scanning my face with a loving look. Despite my supernatural heat, her touch brought me the warmth only a mother's touch could produce. It was something that I has been deprived of for so long, and I wasn't going to let get away. Therefore I pulled her into a hug, blinking back the tears that had begun to prickle in my eyes. "I love you, mom." It was all I needed to say. My God, this is real, this is fucking real!

"I love you too honey." She murmured back, rubbing my back soothingly. She pulled back, and then kissed me on the cheek, her eyes shining with an evident gratification. "Look at you. In such little time you become a man." She patted my cheek affectionately, and made her way to the kitchen sink.

"Jake? Can we talk?" Bella's voice was wary, hesitant, as though she feared rejection.

I nodded at her gently, scanning her beautiful face, which seemed so marred with worry; that I wanted to reach up and smooth out the lines. What was causing her distress?

"Lead the way." I gestured in the direction of the door, holding her gaze. Her unease seemed to run deep, eyes filled with fear and anxiety. It befuddled me. Was I the cause of her fear?

The thought that I caused Bella such stress left me feeling numb, alongside a growing sense of panic. How could I show her that I was the Jacob I had always been? That I hadn't changed whatsoever? Then again, what did I know? This world I had been transported too, by some miraculous phenomenon, where Bella was more stunning than I had ever seen her, where my father could walk, where my sisters never left, where my mother was alive, where the accident didn't happen. What else was different?

I had imprinted on Bella just moments ago, that was indisputable, however, did she harbor any feelings for me before the imprint? Did the Jacob before me, love her? In addition, the pack, where the hell were they? Why hadn't the previous pack members come to supervise me, since a newly phased wolf was extremely dangerous..? So many fucking questions asked, but no damn answers given. What in hell was going on? Why was everything so fucking different?

Bells had begun drawing nearer to the door, and I trailed her dutifully, my heart heavy with unease and inquisitiveness. My mind wired endlessly, sending me a barrage of questions that I had no response too. Simultaneously, I watched Bella, dreading to contemplate what was instigating her distress…however, reasons, beyond the rational sense, had already began streaming through my mind. Nevertheless, I couldn't presume anything, because I knew nothing of this alternate world. However I knew I had to get answers by some means, it was the only way I could fathom what was ensuing.

Just as we got further away from my house, and closer to the forest, Bella stopped abruptly, causing me to freeze alongside her. "Bells?" I asked hesitantly, confused but tentative.

She then spun on the stop, long brown locks brushing my face, and suddenly two tiny arms were enclosed around my waist, and her face was buried in my chest. The unexpected act produced a gasp of surprise from me, but then I began to appreciate the nearness of her body, as I had been denied both the imminence of her heart and body for so long, and wrapped my arms around her too. How long before she was taken from me again?

It was a skeptical, and unappreciative way to view this, but it was true. I had lost hope. I only expected the worst.

Every time Bella had chosen Cullen over me, every time I'd seen her risk her life by being in their presence, every time I'd seen Charlie oblivious to the daughter him was going to lose…I had wanted to scream. It had torn at my soul, shredding me from the inside. I couldn't take it anymore. I wanted it all to end. I couldn't lose her again, not this time. No.

I collected my thoughts, resting my chin on Bella's head as I listened to her heart beat in tune with my own. Their rhythm was congruent. My wolf seemed to purr in happiness at her closeness, never wanting to let her go. I agreed, I wanted to hold Bells forever, but we had to talk.

"Bells, honey. Are you alright?" I found myself saying. My voice took on a low gentle tone, one which was filled with worry. "It's okay."

Bella jolted back out of my arms and stared up at me in shock, her beautiful chocolate brown eyes filling up with tears, her luscious lips slightly open as they quivered. "You haven't called me that in a long time." She stammered out, a tear rolling down her cheek.

I blinked, confused by her response. What did she mean by that? Were Bella and I not as close as we used to be in my original life? Instead of responding, I reached up and wiped the tear from her cheek, allowing my hand to linger on the spot. Her skin is so beautiful…

She scanned my face, evident concern present in her eyes, then she broke down completely. "I'm so sorry I did this to you. I should have known! I'm so sorry." Bella wrapped her arms around me again, sobbing into my chest. "I'm such an idiot. You were doing it to protect me. I'm sorry."

This surprised me greatly, and I returned her embrace, tremendously anxious and befuddled. What? There it was again, that apology….it once again aggravated the wolf, and protect her? I would always protect her. Nothing could prevent that!

I rubbed her back soothingly, before gently using her shoulders to pull her out of my arms, in order to see her face. She looked truly distraught. Her eyes and cheeks were red, swollen, and her nose had turned pink.

I cupped her face in my hands, enduring the urge to kiss her. "Bells. I don't understand. What do you mean?"

She covered my hands with her own, blinking at me in confusion. "You…You told me stay away from you, remember? You said that we couldn't be friends anymore, because it was dangerous. I got angry, and you got angry….then you phased…" She trailed off, looking more distressed than before. "Don't you remember?"

I contemplated what she'd told me and decided that nothing had occurred the same way it had in my own world. "No. I can't remember anything. It feels like I've been asleep for a very long time."

I pulled my hands from her face, and took her hands into my own, pulling us both down so that we were seated on the grass. "I know everyone, but I can't remember anything of what's happened. Name and faces come to me easily. But I have no idea of events." I was sincere about this, I only knew the people here, and I didn't know what transpired.

"But, how?" Bella asked me, her eyes wide and curious, but no longer teary. "It is a side effect of the phase?"

"I don't know." I conceded candidly. "How long have I been phased?"

"You don't even remember that?!" Bella looked astonished. "Jake, did you hit your head or something?"

"No-I don't know." I leaned closer to her, in search of answers. "I can only remember people."

My closeness seemed to affect her as her heart rat sped up, and her cheeks colored considerably. "That's not normal." She dropped her gaze for a moment, considering something. "Maybe it's because you've been asleep for 5 days."

"5 days?" I repeated. "Are you serious?" What the hell?

"Yes, but Sam and the others said it was normal. Because your body is adjusting to all the changes."

"Sam said?" I drew away from her face slightly, so I was able to see her face better. She knew so much. The other Bella hadn't been this attentive.

"Yes, the current Alpha, until you take his place." As she said this, she bit her lip, disquiet once again filling her eyes. "He said it's a tough role."

"You've been talking to Sam?" I had so many damn questions, and Bella was all the more compliant. I adored her more for it.

"I've been talking to the whole pack." She sighed, tugging her fingers through the grass. "I can't believe that you're the last to phase. It's surprising."

That sent me on a spiral of astonishment, and I met her gaze, mystified, but intrigued. "The last? Are you sure?" How? This didn't make any sense? What about Seth, Leah, and Quil? It seemed that this life held a great deal more profundity than I had originally thought, and that was fear inducing. I didn't know what awaited me, but I thank God that Bella was here answering my questions, amongst other reasons. I would have been so lost without her.

"Yeah," she looked again, smiling slightly. "I've been doing some research. Seth should have been the last to phase, but instead…it was you." Bella then looked confused, wrapping her arms around her knees and hugging them to her chest. "Everyone's still trying to figure out why it happened. Leah reckons it's my fault." She laughed, shaking her head.

I laughed too, releasing some tension from my heart. "She's probably right." It seemed that she and Leah were close in this reality. How? Bella and Leah were the least likely people I would have thought to be friends. How was Bella so intrinsically intertwined in all this? Was it the Cullens again? Had I left that wretched life just to transport to one that was similar? There was no doubt about some things; my family was perfect, and Bella was my imprint. However; did she love me? Was our imprint based upon one-sided love? Had my family life been restored to diminish the strain of my relationship with Bella? Moreover, what about the rest of the pack? Had Sam met Emily yet? Had Jared met Kim?

I hated this. I had never felt so confused in my life. Why was I sent here if I couldn't understand anything? Why?! Maybe I would have just stayed there, where I wouldn't be so perplexed!

"Jake. Are you alright?" Bells said suddenly. "You're shaking!" She had risen to her feet, a panicked tremor in her voice.

She was right; I had begun to quiver and it scared me. Spasms ran up and down my body, sending me blazing and screeching. My wolf roared in distain, he needed something. He needed…he needed to be free, to run, to hunt. It had come upon me so suddenly that I would have never expected it. What was happening?!

My muscles had grown tight, clenching as though they were about to explode, a consistent ringing screeched in my ears, making my head spin.

"Jake!" Bella yanked me towards her, and wrapped her arms around me, her soothing voice murmuring words of comfort. "Shhh. Relax. I'm here."

It worked like a charm. My wolf was no longer raged. I almost collapsed into Bella's arms, breathing heavily. "How…How did you know to do that?"

"I don't know." She whispered back, pressing herself closer to me. "I just felt like I had to be close to you."

"Thank you…." I murmured affectionately. I leaned back so I could see her face, pushing down the overwhelming urge to press my lips to hers. "Thank you for doing that."

She drew nearer to me, face simply inches from mine as though she wanted our lips to meet, then at the last minute she looked down, breaking the tension between us. "No need Jake. Anytime."

She pulled away from me completely, her cheeks filling with color. She wouldn't meet my gaze. "I think we need to see the rest of the pack. Maybe they can understand, what's going on." She abruptly turned and began to walk away, clear embarrassment showing in her posture. I couldn't have that, she was so endearing. I was not letting her get away.

I grabbed her hand, and spun her around, pulling her close towards me, feeling an unexpected douse of bravery. I leaned closer to her, resisting a smile at her dumbfounded expression. "Why are you running from me?" I whispered, not once breaking her gaze. I kept my expression serious.

She gulped, her nerves all present. "You told me to stay away…" she shifted her body as if she was going to move away, but her eyes told a different story. "That's what…I'm…I'm trying to do." She stuttered out.

I used a hand to brush back the hair that fallen over her eyes, veiling their whole beauty from me. She seemed to shiver at my touch, almost pressing her face into my hand. "Does it look like I want you to stay away?" I asked her in an undertone, allowing the effect of my words to fall over her. She shook her head, her eyes drifted shut as I began to lean in, anticipating our kiss.

It was challenging, but I didn't do it. I didn't kiss her, and instead breathed. "We gotta go." I let her go then, practically regretting the decision, immediately. Before I kissed her, I had to discern whether she felt anything for me. It didn't want it to be obligatory. And if she didn't, then I guess I'd have to let her go. I felt extremely diverged, and the uncertainty was engulfing. I hadn't been this reverential before; I hadn't really given her an alternative. Perchance it was Cullen that had preceded me to be so dreadfully volatile, but I wouldn't be like that here. Albeit she had a relationship with the leech or not.

"How are Sam and Emily, by the way?" I asked casually, attempting to change the subject away from what had just occurred. Bells seemed to be just as preoccupied with it.

The moment the words slipped from my mouth, Bella's eyes snapped to mine. Her eyes had hardened over, and she looked extremely mystified. "Huh? What are you talking about, Jake? Who's Emily?"

I scanned her features to check if she was serious and she was. Bella honestly had no idea who Emily was. What? How? Weren't Sam and Emily together in this universe?

"Um, nothing. She's just someone I know. I thought you knew her too. Never mind." I was swift to obscure my mistake, and looked away from her, anxious she would see through my lie.

"Right. Let's go." She brushed passed me, not even sparing a glance in my direction.

I sighed and followed her, more baffled that I had first arrived. Why the sudden mood change? But I knew one thing for sure, I wouldn't trade it for anything. All I needed to do was find out more.

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