𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 a hotheaded shapeshifter imprints on Bella Swan's sister.
TW: LANGUAGE, VIOLENCE
A/N: I do not own the twilight series or characters i only own my ocs !
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— TWO DAYS had passed and Brooke was slowly starting to feel better, ignoring Embry had become easier. No matter how many times he'd try to catch her eye with this apologetic look on his face. She wouldn't budge.
She'd found herself staying at Jacob's this particular night.
"Face Punch?" Brooke repeated loudly, looking over at him from her spot on his bed. "You're going to go see Face Punch...with Bella?"
Jacob nodded, a slight confident smirk on his face.
"Wanna come?" He asked her, ignoring the bored look she sent his way. "Absolutely not! Don't really feel like fourth wheeling this little throuple date going on." Jacob had also told her how Mike was joining too, since Bella had also invited him.
"It's not a throuple date." He threw a shirt at her as he looked through his clothes.
"Hey!—I'm just sayin'! I'd rather stay here with Uncle Billy." The brunette shrugged her shoulders as she spoke.
"Yeah, 'cause my dad is way better company." Jacob rolled his eyes. "You ought to find some new friends, kid." Brooke sat up and threw the shirt he'd previously thrown right back at him.
"I like my friends thank you very much. No matter how few i have." Brooke had cried to Jacob about what Embry had said that day.
Interrupting his time with Bella and just completely sobbing into his arms as he and Bella tried to stop her uncontrollable sobbing.
"Uncle Billy! What're we watchin'?" She called out as she stood and walked out of Jacob's bedroom, making her way into the small comfortable living room.
"There's a game tonight, Sweet Pea." The man answered her question, not keeping his eyes off of the Television.
"I'm headin' out." Jacob announced, walking out of his bedroom shortly after the Swan girl had. He pressed a soft friendly kiss to his best friends temple as he passed.
"Don't be out too late!" Billy called after his son.
"I won't!"
Brooke threw herself onto the sofa next to where Billy was planted on his wheelchair, making herself comfortable and cuddling into the blanket on the sofa.
After a few moments of watching whatever game Billy was watching Brooke found herself drifting off to sleep.
—
The front door slammed open, startling both Billy and Brooke, waking her up from her nap. "Jacob?" Billy's voice echoed through the house as the teen boy approached his body temperature high, too high.
"Always in the way. Someone's always in the way." Were the only words Jacob spoke, he was shaking by now.
Brooke stood up and walked over to the boy. "Jake? What happen—Jeez! You're hot!" She removed her hand from his arm shortly after she placed it there.
"Brooke, move away from him. Call Sam." Billy ordered, already knowing by now what was happening.
"What? Why? What's going on?" The girl questioned, worried for her friend who was acting weird.
"Call Sam!"
"Okay!"
"His number's written on a paper on the fridge." Billy informed her. Brooke nodded before rushing over and plucking the paper from the fridge, dialing the numbers on Billy's home phone as Billy tried to calm Jacob down in the living room.
After a few seconds of the tone ringing the other wnd finally picked up.
"Hello?" A woman answered. Brooke's eyebrows furrowed before she let out a shaky breath. "Is Sam there? Sam Uley?" The pale girl questioned hurriedly.
She heard some shuffling on the other end before a male voice spoke.
"Hello?"
"Sam! I—It's me, Brooke, Brooke Swan—" She shook her head in frustration, peering to look into the living room where Jacob was muttering things in anger and shaking furiously.
"Billy told me to call you—something's wrong with Jacob. He's shaking really bad and he's like really really mad."
"Tell Billy I'm on my way. Brooke, don't go near Jacob." Were the last words Sam said before he hung up. Billy was trying to usher Jacob outside.
"Brooke, some help? Just keep your distance." Billy called for the girl, who immediately came to his side.
"Jake, c'mon let's go outside."
Jacob only waved her off. "No! I'm fine!" Brooke exhaled before grabbing his arm, ignoring Billy's protests as she led the angry boy outside against his will.
"Get off me!" Jacob shrugged her grip off of him aggressively as soon as they were outside. Usually, Jacob wouldn't have been strong enough to make her stumble back as much as she did.
"Jacob!" Billy scolded.
The man wheeled himself to the bottom of the ramp that led from the door to the grass.
Jacob's head turned to glance behind him, seeing four russet skinned boys coming their way. "What're they doing here?" He spat.
"Brooke, Billy, get away from him." Sam ordered as he got closer.
Paul's immediate instinct was to protect his imprint, not liking how out of control Jacob was and how close she was.
"Hey, hey..." He whispered as he walked over to her, Embry making his way over to Billy.
"Don't tell them what to do!" Jacob shouted at Sam furiously. "Jacob, calm down!" Sam raised his voice, but that only seemed to anger him further because in the next moment...
It wasn't Jacob standing there anymore, it was a...large, russet brown wolf in his place.
Brooke's eyes widened, her mouth forming the shape of an 'O' in shock at what just happened right in front of her. "Get her inside!" Jared's voice echoed in her mind but she was too in shock to move.
"Brooke, c'mon...let's get you inside." Paul lowered his voice trying to appear more calm, his hand moving to grip her upper arm gently.
She only gave him a nod, letting him lead her inside. Passing Billy and Embry as he did so.
As soon as they were inside, Paul, noticing her dazed state he rested both his palms on her shoulders getting her attention.
