AN: Here's where the original work comes in. :) Hope you enjoy. Oh, and Smuttiness is in the near future. :D


"Wait! Edward, no! It's not what you think." I tried to explain. "I love him, but.. Edward?" I choked off as I watched him straighten up with almost invisible speed and stalk out of the tent, flinging the flap out behind him.

"Wh- Wait! Edward, Why? What just happened?" I asked bewildered.

"Bella? Are you touched in the head? What did you think he was going to do? You just said you loved me, right in front of him. What? You expect him to laugh it off? Be happy for me?" Even Jacob sounded disappointed in me.

"No, I, I didn't know what to expect, I wasn't thinking a-"

"Well that was obvious." Jacob snorted. I chose to ignore him.

"Where's he going?" There was so much I wanted to ask and say, but that seemed most important right now. Damn, this really didn't come out the way I planned.

"How would I know Bella? Really."

"Can, can you go find him for me please? I need to talk to him."

"I don't think he really wants to talk right now Bella."

"But I have to! I have to explain!"

"Explain what? That you don't really love me? What want him to come back? Why did you even say that Bella?

"Jacob, I do love you, a lot. But I love him too."

"I know, I get it Bella, what I don't understand is why you had to just blurt it out like that. I think you gave him the wrong impression." He sounded hurt, and disappointed. About what though? I had just told him I love him and he's disappointed? Unless he thought..

"Jacob! No, it's not what you think either. I love you. Love you, love you. In more than a platonic way," I scoffed, "a lot more than platonic way... Jacob, I'm in love with you."

Did he understand now? That I couldn't live without him? That I've been trying to say that this whole time? Did he understand now?

"Bella, I don't understand what your saying! Do you love me? Or him!"

"Both" I pleaded with him to understand.

"Oh. He looked down,"Okay, I get it, I understand." For some reason he wouldn't look me in the eye. "You want me to go find him? I'll be out of your way after that." His voice was low and guarded. What's he doing?

"What? No! I mean, yes." I sighed, "do you have to leave?"

"Do you want me to get your damn bloodsucker or not Bella?" He was angry now. I could see it in his eyes. His face had blocked all emotion. "Sam's face," I called it. And he still wouldn't make eye contact with me.

"What's your problem Jacob? I tell you that I love you, that I want to be with you, and all you do is get angry and yell at me!"

"What my problem is, is that, yes, I know you love me! And I'm glad you finally figured it out! But you still love that leech, and I'll never be enough for you! Will I? You'll always love him, and you'll always want to be with him." He spat out, "You'll never love me enough to want to be with me. Because that means leaving your precious bloodsucker. I get it Bella, okay? I'm not stupid."

"No! Jacob. Damnit! I love you! I want to be with you! Okay? Don't you understand. You ARE enough for me Jake! I love you!" I had to show him what i meant. How can he be that stupid? I said it plain as day! How can he not. Fucking. Understand!

"A-Are you serious Bella? Please tell me you not joking." His eye's had light up, and his voice was laced with what sounded like hope.

"Of course I'm serious Jacob. I've never been more serious." And then, before i lost the nerve, I reached toward him and crashed my lips to his.

He responded almost immediately, tangling his hand in my hair and the other he rested on my cheek. And my lips were moving with his in strange, confusing ways they'd never moved before - because I didn't have to be careful with Jacob, and he certainly wasn't being careful with me.
My fingers tightened in his hair, and he was everywhere. The heat was everywhere. I couldn't see or hear or feel anything that wasn't Jacob. My hands clung to his shoulders, and liked that they were wide and strong. His hands pulled me too tight against his body, and yet it was not tight enough for me.

Jacob's lips were still before mine were. I opened my eyes and he was staring at me with wonder and elation. He bent to kiss me again, yet this time was different. His hands were soft on my face and his warm lips were gentle and unexpectedly hesitant. It was brief, and very, very sweet. His arms curled around me, and he hugged me securely while he whispered in my ear. "That should have been our first kiss. Better late than never."