Naturally (A Jacob Black Fanfic) -19-

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Seth's POV

I think I just imprinted on Marisol.

Years ago I had what you'd call a crush on her. Why wouldn't I? She's beautiful, smart, witty and affectionate. I enjoyed every minute I could with her. Even though I didn't appreciate most of time when Jake sent her my way with his harsh words but I'm glad I could make her laugh afterwards.

It's his fault I fell in love with her.

Over the years he's giving me hell about it. I can't help I cherished the memories of her but I guess he hates being reminded of her because he knows it's his fault she left. His heart broke, sure, but she was in pieces last time I saw her. Purposely just to punish the asshole I would recall that moment in wolf form and watch him cringe. I stopped after Leah broke down, too. I didn't realize she was just as affected as he was. The difference between Leah and Jake though is that I can't stand to watch my sister suffer.

I wouldn't mind if he crippled in excruciating pain. He deserves it.

When she came back I couldn't be happier.

I had caught her sent outside and at first I was confused. I originally thought it was my mind playing a nasty trick on me but I followed it anyways and thank the next world I did. I only saw her back side but I knew that very moment I wasn't dreaming. She was here again!

She wasn't the same girl I remembered from before though. No, she was grown and mature. Her face hardened but it wasn't cold when she acknowledged it was me, it softened and it reminded me a Esme for a second before her child-like smile overwhelmed her beautiful face. I was enchanted and awe-struck.

I never knew she could arouse feelings in me that were so strong.

She was all her own. Her hair was luscious and her skin was as flawless as usual. Her eyes twinkled and her smile was captivating. Her voice was so sweet, too. I just wanted to kiss her right then and there but I couldn't.

I only kissed her once and I ached to kiss her again. Of course Jake was far from happy. The day before he left to pursue her he got a peak too deep into my mind and saw our last moments. Paul, Quil, and Embry had to hold him back. He was screaming profanities at me and I was pressured into leaving the area for a while until things cooled off and Marisol came back to fix it but she never did come back after, she was elusive and Jake was miserable from that point on.

And what sucked the most was he blamed it on me. I didn't even bother arguing back. He wasn't in his right mind. It took a year for the truth to sink into Jake. I wasn't at fault. No way had I driven her away. He did! He drove her away and he hurt her and I made sure to remind him of that every chance I could. He now thinks he can replace her with his werewolf buddy Olivia but we all know she's not Marisol. She may be outspoken but nothing out of her mouth is smart.

As soon as Marisol steps into La Push he's can't think of anything or anyone else except her and it infuriates me!

It eases me a bit to see how much she hates him. Every time she looks at him her eyes burn with damning fire. When she looks at me she mellows, her eyes sparkles, and she gives me that breath taking smile. Just shows she favors me than him and he won't say out loud how that agitates him.

"We're not here to play games," she told us. We were making a visit to a house an hour away from La Push to check out a guy named Henry or something who witness the werewolves that were attacking people. Jake tried to stay close to her on the inclined path but she always veered away from him. She would hurry her pace and I would fill in the gap between him and her. Jake growled behind us and we both shot him a dirty look but hers by far was more murderous. He had no right to be possessive of her.

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