Imprinted Outcast | Jacob Black

Admittance

"So what about your family?" The question escapes his lips catching me by much surprise. My family? Weird of him to ask, but I guess they will have to start at least being civil with one another. Shifting a little to sit up a bit more in the sand a take a small breath in before beginning my short explanations.

"Ummhm- Well you know my dad. He's basically the vampire version of the illuminati." I explain causing Jake's head to fall back letting out a laugh. "I mean it's true, he can't read my thoughts though. Thank god." As Jacob's laughing dies down I go on.

"Mom's just Switzerland. Always trying to end arguments but mostly just ending up getting in the way." I admit going on. "I'm defiantly more attached to my dad, but Nessie's the opposite she's like my mothers clone, it's crazy." Explaining short explanations Jake laughs every so often, but speaking about myself gets tiring, I've never been one to love to just love the sound of my own voice.

As if on cue Jake's name is called from behind us causing both of our heads to turn back. "Yo Jake! That little Cullen?" Two large tanned guys call as they make their way towards us. I hear a small groan escape Jake's mouth from beside me catching my attention. As our eyes lock contact he gives me a small sympathetic smile. "I'm sorry about th-" He goes to say as he stands up and holds a hand out to help me up. Politely I take his hand and pull myself up before slightly shaking my head. "Don't apologize." I tell his just before one of the guys speak up and I look over.

Their eyes scan me as if I'm a rare sight to be seen. Which in more ways then one, is actually quite true. "Well Jake, aren't you going to introduce us to your imprint." Looking over I see Jake's eyes narrowed a bit at the guys in a protective way, but none the less went on to introduce me. "Uhm yea, sure..." Turning to me I see Jake point to the slightly taller one and explain that he is "Paul" and shifts slightly to the other boy who seems a bit younger, but still older then me, to be "Embry". I give Jacob a small toothless grin before going to say my own name choosing not to permanently to by 'Little Cullen' especially having their be two of us including Nessie who they probably have all met by now.

"I'm Cassidy." My voice a bit awkward still getting used to the whole meeting new people thing. "Oh trust me, we know." Paul says with a chuckle causing Embry to practically tumble over in laughter. The expression on my face shows confusion especially after Jake groaned again after what Paul admitted. "Yea, Jake over here doesn't shut up about you." I go to question it but before I can Embry speaks up. "It's really more of an obsession." A muffled laugh escapes my lips as I look over at him being clearly embarrassed and annoyed. "Alright you both can shut up now."

"If only Jared were here... Dejãvu." Paul mutters, but I choose to ignore it as the guys go on.

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They say there bye's and give weird bro hugs to Jacob before making their way down the beach.

"What about you?" I ask out of the blue. Jake's brows furrow together at my sudden question.

"What about me?" Okay, he has a point, I'm not being very specific. "I don't know, your life has to be more exciting then mine has been. Do you have any party stories? Done any drugs?" My elaboration begins to trail on as I cut it short allowing him to reply. A moment of comfortable silence washes over us as he ponders the question. "Honestly, it hasn't been that amazing. I smoked pot maybe once as a freshman." He says shrugging as a sense of honestly vibes off of him. "Bummer." I admit.

Grabbing the helmet from him and strapping it on while he starts his bike up I speak again. "Well the next party you hear of you better invite me, deal?" I ask wanting desperately to be a normal teenage girl even if it's just for a night. Jake laughs for a second before promising the "deal" and then starts up to bike while I take my grasp around his torso and the ride back to Forks begins.

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The familiar trees pass one each side of the bike leading up my driveway. As the bike slows deep inside it feels as if my heart sinks a bit just thinking about Jacob leaving. Which is crazy weird, he's not going to war or anything... Just home and I want him to stay.

God what is he doing to me.

The motor cuts out as the bike completely stops and Jake puts his leg down to balance it as I hop off. Taking the helmet off of my head I hand it over to him as I feel his eyes watching me. But while usually I would hate being stared at, when he does it I feel warm, wanted even. Maybe it's the whole imprinting thing, but I'm perfectly okay with that.

There's a small silence as I stare down in trance of thought at my shoes. Curiosity overwhelming Jacob he eventually speaks up knocking me into reality. "What are you thinking about?" He asks as I look up at him. "You." Suddenly leaves my lips from nothing but honesty. He doesn't look taken back, or weirded out which is a good sign. But a small smirk does play on his lips and I take that as a cue for me to go on. "I don't know, the whole situations so sudden and strange." I explain further. "It feels like I should be creeped out more then I am, but I'm not and that's the weird part. It's like I've been waiting for this..." My words trial on until I avert my sight back up to him.

The sun slightly gives a small gleam of light through the clouds at the perfect timing like fate. Watching his finger creeps underneath my chin tilting it up without saying a word my breathing becomes hitched and a whole new sensation of nerves seem to come to life inside of me.

Honestly, I've never felt this.

Not a nervousness, but neither is it anxiousness, something else. Something greater and stronger then anything I've felt before. Like a pull of gravity towards nobody but him. Jesus Christ. How does he do this to me? Why do I have no intentions of stopping him? More of a lust to encourage his actions.

As his looks into my eyes it's like he and everything surrounding him freezes while the words escape for his lips.

"Your my imprint."

His emphasis on the word 'my' making the need for him only grow. And not in a gross horny, teenage way. Emotionally, physically, mentally, every way possibly and then some.

"That's why your feeling this."

Is what he comes to the conclusion of, but that's not the truth at all. I'm not going to allow him to believe that the whole 'imprint' process is the only reason I feel this way. Like he claims me for some strange reason, I want him for myself. The situation not just being vise versa.

My hand reaches his chest giving it a small push away which is hard to do not only because of his size, but because I'm not happy about separating out closeness. My head shakes a little bit with my eyes closed as I feel his looking down slightly to me. Giving out a small sigh I speak.

"That's not it... It's you. Not just the whole imprint thing, that's not why I feel like this."

Backing up a bit to look at him I see the good intention and lush in his eyes while I mimic the same emotions.

"When I'm with you, it's like this feeling just consumes me... And I'm not sure what it is yet but I know it's not just your claim being the lying reason that I feel this. But I choose to, I choose to let you effect me this way. It's not just your choice it's mine too."