He's My Jacob Black... But Better

Read this if you love Jacob Black...a fanfiction for Twilight...and Jacob gets the girl =]

If there are any spelling mistakes i apologize but really get over it I'm like 13 lol enjoy<33 I didn't get that far into the story because...its chapter one! many people have yet to be announced in my story =]

Preface

I'd never really given much thought to how my life would turn out - not much at all. Although I never thought about it, I never imagined it to turn out like this - to be cut short because of a silly mistake and misunderstanding. But then again, who would?

I stared at my lover, my companion, my soul-mate who stared back, eyes blank. We both knew what had to be done, but he was reluctant to admit it.

What killed me was that he thought he's doing good, keeping me from 'his world'. If only he knew that every second that I can't get the comfort of saying, "I know what you feel like", destroys me internally.

But now, we have to choose, he has to choose, to change me into the monster he calls himself, or let me die, brutally, painfully, slowly, by the hands of the Malus Lamiae.

Well, I'd thought the answer was obvious.

Chapter One

I sat in the backseat of my mother's old minivan that she's had since I was a baby. "It's in mint condition!" She'll say every time I tell her to get a new car. "Sure, it has a scratch or two-" She began until I cut her off.

"Or five. Oh, and how about that dent you made the last time you ran into the mailbox." I dropped the conversation when she gave me her 'look', the look all mothers seem to have.

I twisted the old handle around and around until the window came down a couple of inches. We were soaring on the empty highway. Being in the god awful thing my mother drives, its no wonder why I stuck my head out the window. The cold rain whipped across my face like heavy sleet, making my skin sore. The air pounded into my ear like a stereo turn up full blast right next to my ear.

"Chase Violet Marshall! Get your head in the car this instant! I swear, I don't know what your father is going to do with you, but he better show you how to behave yourself."

This "road-trip" my mother was taking me on was to see my dad, well, to live with him. My mom remarried to my stepfather, Harley, who was an unacknowledged singer in a band called "Cold Sweat". Harley was offered a job in Miami, Florida for him and his band to play the opening and closing of a small talk show. He called it his "big break".

Mom can't pay for the ticket for all three of us to travel so I volunteered to not go. Living with Blake, my dad, will be much better than that.

"Mom, are we almost there?" I whined.

"We'll be there in twenty minuets, hold your horses!"

Even though I was happy not to be going, I wasn't all too thrilled to be going to Dansville. Dansville, Massachusetts, I mean.

"Chase, hon', you don't have to do this - I mean, Harley and I...we can just reschedule and go when I can find the money to bring you, too." I stared at my mom as she talked.

"Mom, I'll be fine! Besides I would never let you crush Harley's dreams like that!" I lied.

We pulled into the old train station. "Here we are babe! Good ole Dansville," mom said climbing out of the car. She stuck her hands in her pocket and bit her lip. Balancing on her toes, she studied to station, as if she were waiting for something to move, or come towards us. I heard her whisper, "Maybe this wasn't such a good idea after all." I still asked her what she had said, even though I heard her every word. She peeled her eyes off the rusted foundation and smiled at me. "Nothing," she said, "I was just...I - never mind. It was nothing."