Jacob Black X Reader Fanfiction

𝚸𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐧

"I like this one." Jessica says as she picks out a pink dress.

We are shopping for Prom today. Bella doesn't really seem interested, but me? Hell yeah! Angela was a bonus. 

"Honestly, Jessica," I start and all of them look at me, "glamorous clothes, especially long dresses would suit you real good. Have you tried any of those kinds? Maybe try the silk pink one..." I point her to a satin pink dress.

"huh... really?" she says and I aggressively nod my head "yes". I hear Angela's angelic laugh which makes my heart pump faster. Jessica ends up loving that dress.

"What do you think, Lavender? Is that good? Is that my colour?" Angela asks as it was her turn. Jessica says something but I just couldn't hear anyone else.

"Anything would suit you, Angela, really." I tell her not realizing how dreamy my voice sounded. I was in awe.

"Aw, thanks, Y/N, but I want an honest opinion." She replies flattered.

"It really does look good, Angela. Y/N wouldn't lie to you." Bella says. I look at her and she smirks at me. I look away and focus on getting myself a dress.

"Hey! Nice." some boys knock at the glass and catcall Jess and Angela. I look at the guy behind the one who commented. He immediately falls and the one in front of him gets his head hit on the glass hard. I laugh at the hysterics and so does everyone else.

"That's what they should get." Angela says and my face heats up yet again. 

I find a black silk dress and a pair of black glossy heels right next to it. I buy both of them.

Bella gets up to go to a bookstore she had been wanting to and takes her with me. I wave the other two bye, we would be meeting them in a restaurant.

"Proving Edward's a vampire, huh?" I ask her as we walk to the bookstore. I sway the paper bag containing my prom outfit back and forth.

"Yup." she replies.

"Here you go." the cashier hands Bella the book of Quileute tribe, it contains the history of the tribe, something which Jacob told me all about yesterday night. I bought "The Thirteenth Tale", a Novel by Diane Setterfield.

"Have a good night." says the cashier.

"Thank you."

"You too." We reply.

The sun was set by now. Bella and I were walking through a lane when we saw a few drunk men stand to the end of it. Bella gestured me to take a turn. And they were following us. Great.

"Saw you two in the dress store." one of them said. Gosh, not those douche bags; I roll my eyes in annoyance.

"Hey, where you both running to?" said the other one.

"There they are." this is an entire gang, goddammit.

"Look who we just found." one of them slurred.

"Wassup, girls?"

Bella panicked.

"Where are you running to?"

she bumped into one of them.

"Come get a drink with us." one of them says.

"Alright, leave her be, assholes." and that's how the entirety of 6 guys were now after me. 

"Or what? You are a child." and everyone started laughing. They inched closer and closer to me and I felt myself getting hotter (in temperature, oBviOuSlY).

"Or. What." the previous guy touches my shoulder.

"Bella, get down." I try telling Bella telepathically. I oh so hope she heard it. 

I gather up my entire magic, I feel the guy's second hand on my cheek and release my magic full force. All of them flew back and hit the walls around us; some hit the car, a couple hit the iron rails. Whatever they hit, they ended up dead.

"OH MY GOD! Y/N, WHAT HAPPENED? ARE YOU OKAY?!! HOLY FUCK!" Bella runs towards me.

"Everything's fine, Bella." I feel myself getting light headed and fall on the ground.

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Word Count - 639