A/N:What's wrong with me?! All these ideas keep popping up in to my head while reading different fanfictions and watching movies. Currently I have six stories going, two are on hiatus. But I don't want to forget this idea. I have never written a Jacob/Bella story so go easy on me.

The beginning of this story is credited toward Stephenie Meyer's New Moon. She owns the characters except for a few. I will let you know when my characters enter the story.

And just so you know, this kinda takes place during New Moon but it won't be anything like it. I also wish this was longer. Next chapter will definitely be longer if you all enjoy reading what I have so far!


Chapter One

"Bella, I don't want you to come with me." He spoke the words slowly and precisely, his colds eyes on Bella's face. He watched as she absorbed what he was trying to say.

There was a pause as Bella repeated the words in her head a few times, sifting through them for their real intent.

"You… don't… want me?" Bella tried to say. She was confused by the way the words sounded, especially placed in that order.

"No."

That was all he had said. No real explanation before Bella's world began to fill with fog. The only person she had ever loved disappeared with the wind. It was like he was never there in the first place. As if he never existed.

But another person did exist. Bella wiped away her tears and looked around her in confusion. Jacob Black stood in front of her, kneeling down in front of her.

"Bella, are you alright?" his voice filled her ears and it was nothing but concern. "Bells? Wake up." Bella stared in horror as Jacob was also carried away by the wind.

Now she was all alone.

She would never be a vampire.

She would never fit in with Jacob's kind either.

"Jacob…" Bella whimpered as tears began to stream down her face. "Don't leave me like Edward."


"Bella," Jacob Black grumbled as he violently shook Bella. He groaned to himself. When did she become such a heavy sleeper? "Wake up! It's nearly midnight. You fell asleep. Bellaaaaaa…"

Jacob sighed in frustration and crossed his arms over his muscular chest. This was impossible.

"Jacob…" Bella whimpered. Jacob shot his head in the direction of his friend. She was still asleep but her face was contorted with sorrow and pain. Tears threatened to spill through her closed eyelids. "Don't leave me like Edward."

The werewolf sighed and brushed a strand of hair out of Bella's face. "Don't worry, Bells," Jacob murmured in a whisper. "I won't leave you like he did. I promise."

For nearly a year, Bella had longed for the vampire, Edward Cullen. He had left her and Jacob knew that he'd probably never come back and within months, Jacob had begun to feel Bella's pain. He could see it everyday in her eyes. She still loved Edward. She held on to the idea of the Cullens returning to Forks.

Jacob sighed and bent down to Bella's face. She looked so perfect as she lied sprawled across his small bed. Gently, as to not disturb Bella's sleeping form, he placed a soft kiss upon her lips. "I'll call Charlie and see if you can stay here for the night," Jacob murmured as he stood before making his way out to the phone.


"Hello?" A disgruntled and weary voice said from the other end of the phone.

"Charlie?" Jacob asked, making sure that it was indeed the police chief.

"Jacob?" Charlie questioned. His voice was full of shock and surprise at the sound of Jacob's own voice. "Do you know what time it is? It's midnight!" Charlie was quiet for a moment. "Oh God! Is Bella alright?"

Jacob couldn't help but chuckle to himself. "Bella's fine, Charlie," Jacob replied. "But we both fell asleep and I've been trying to wake her up for nearly an hour now. She won't budge. Is it alright if she stays here for the night? I'll bring her home tomorrow afternoon."

"Um," Charlie hesitated on the other end of the line. More shock was evident in his voice. "Sure, Jake. It's no problem."

Jacob was sure to thank Charlie before hanging up. He yawned and stretched before heading back to his room.

He stopped at the hall closet and grabbed out a thick comforter and a sheet so he could make a bed on the floor of his room. "Hopefully Bella doesn't step on me in the middle of the night," Jacob laughed quietly to himself.

Jacob sighed and proceeded back to his room. He began making his bed and grabbed a spare pillow from his closet. He kissed Bella on the forehead and whispered, "Night, Bells." He lied down and stretched once more.

Before drifting off into a deep sleep, he couldn't help but think of Bella but then his mind wandered to the position he was in right now. "I hope I don't regret this in the morning," Jacob grumbled to himself before falling in to a deep slumber.