Speak || A Twilight Fanfic

Chapter 4

It was one thing to hear about the imprint bond and how strong it could be, but it was another to experience it. Hot-headed Paul always thought himself too good to have the universe choose who would be eternally connected to him through a supernatural bond – he'd simply choose who he'd spend the rest of his life with. It was his life and he would decide what to do with it.

It never crossed his mind that he'd see his imprint so soon, or that it would be the sister of a bloodsucker sympathizer.

That night he had been with the pack, like every night before, enjoying another bonfire in celebration of the departure of the Cullens. The only difference was that there was Christmas food and decoration. Other than that, it was a normal night.

Then, from afar, he picked up Jacob Black's scent as well as an intriguing mysterious one. He could smell her, hear her, but he did not turn to look at her. Not yet. Jared and Paul remained throwing a football back and forth, ignoring the newcomer.

But it didn't last long.

As he ran around the sand, laughing with his friends, he could feel eyes burning into his back. He did not want to give in to temptation. He did not want to turn his head.

Alas, he did.

The feeling was instant, and he recognized it immediately. As their gazes connected, he felt the way everything shifted. Every atom that made up his being screamed to get closer to her, every cell in his body yearned for her warmth, there was nothing in his body that was not calling for her. He understood what Sam had told him. The whole gravitational pull spiel and the priority shift, he understood. As much as he wanted to break their stare, he simply couldn't. He wanted to stare into her eyes for eternity.

Jacob noticed that, and Paul could smell the jealousy from where he stood. She, Gabriella he heard, was asking about him and Jake didn't like it. Still, he had something over Paul. He was already close to her.

"It happened, didn't it?" Jared questioned his friend with a knowing grin on his face. "Can't believe it's Gabriella Swan. I mean, the sister of a vampire lover. That's hilarious!"

"Shut up, Jared."

"Ooh, and look at Jake," he continued. "He's got his arm on your girl. What're you gonna do about it?"

"She's not my girl," he spoke through gritted teeth. "And there's nothing I can do. I don't even know her. So, leave it alone."

"Now, look, they're leaving. Together," Jared continued to tease, though everyone could tell Paul's wick was burning short. "Can't believe Jacob Black is stealing your girl."

"SHE'S NOT MY GIRL!" Paul finally exploded before he sauntered off.

"Let him go," Sam whispered to Jared. "He just needs some time to cool off."

Paul had no idea where he was going, but his legs were taking him further and further from the beach. The smell of ash and the ocean were soon replaced with the smell of the pine trees that surrounded him. And suddenly, the smell of car oil hit his nose.

Somehow, he had made his way to the Black residence, and he heard that sweet sound he had just witnessed a mere two hours before. But the words that were coming out of her mouth only worked to infuriate him.

"If you're gonna do something, Jake," Gabi teased. "Then do it."

The wolf saw from far away how Jacob leaned down and pressed his lips to hers. Paul could see as the other boy devoured Gabriella like he was claiming her as his. And as he saw their hands roam, he couldn't help the anger and jealousy that was bubbling under the surface. He wanted to walk up to them and rip the boy off her, but he knew that it would be absolutely psychotic. She didn't know him and that would not be the right first impression.