what should've happened... Jacob and Bella's love story

After Edward Cullen

If you asked me who Edward Cullen was, I would probably answer a memory. Neither a good memory or a bad one. To me Edward is dead. Yes, I loved him and he me but after the whole James situation, I had a sudden change of heart. (Which you could call my self preservation side coming out.) The whole loving a vampire thing was sort of cliché anyways. I mean, how many bad vampire movies are there? 

The part where I almost died was a kick in the head where my internal danger radar went off the charts. Not that I'm doing any better now... running into the arms of a werewolf. My internal danger radar is still ringing but whats life without a little fun, right?

Jacob Black. I know what you're thinking. Bella dumps a vampire and goes for the werewolf instead. Can you get any more cliché? It sounds like a bad sit-com but I'm happier now. More satisfied with my life. I honestly couldn't count down the days until I left Edward. It makes me sound like a bad person but my heart wasn't in the relationship anymore and thats a key thing in a relationship, so I did the worst and ended it.

Our relationship, Jacob and I's, blossomed in a way I can't even comprehend today. I love him. I love him. I love him. It took me an entire year to get me to say those words to Jacob but that was only because I was scared of what they meant. Although, I know Jacob already knew, he was letting me say it on my time. I love Jacob Black. 

After I broke up with Edward, I forced myself to have one year of normalcy. No boys, I vowed. However, that didn't last long. By the third month of that year it took me to say I love you to Jacob, I was already in the garage handing him tools as he fixed the Rabbit. I'll admit that we did kiss, and boy did we kiss a lot. Once Jacob knew I was okay with it, he couldn't get enough of me apparently. Pausing randomly while we were in the garage and watching me talk or just sit there because we all know I'm not the most talkative. Once I would notice and ask him whats was happening, he crossed the garage floor in three quick strides and kissed me with a force i never thought possible. He was not afraid of breaking me, and I loved him for that. When it came to him and his kisses, I had no self control. 

I spent most of my days down in the Quileute lands. I dropped out of high school and got my GED. I know what you're thinking... BELLA, ARE YOU MENTAL????? Let me explain. Forks High School held to many memories I would rather forget. I didn't want to go to school where all the teachers looked at you like you were about to break down crying. And I also shouldn't have to endure walking through a cafeteria where I sat alone and Edward and I's old table. Not that I couldn't move and sit with Mike and Angela and them but it was always off if I was there. And no one sat at our old private table or the table where the Cullens used to sit at. Its like they were afraid to. I couldn't care less. I was over it. Charlie, was actually quite supportive. Although I was pretty sure he was just happy I was making all the efforts to erase Edward out of my mind. I don't care, just as long as my dad didn't make it a big deal. 

So as a result, I basically spent my entire life down in La Push, Jacobs house and garage. With the exception of sleeping in my bed (which sometimes didn't happen because of the occasional bonfires the pack had)  and my morning shifts at Newton's Olympic Outfitters. After my shift ended at Newton's shop around 11 am, I was in my car driving to the Quileute lands. Sometimes I would wait inside of his house with Billy. Our relationship blossomed the second Edward disappeared and truthfully, I didnt mind. He only wanted what was best for me. I would start to cook lunch around 12 because Jacob's school ended at 1 pm. Apparently school ended earlier on the reserve. I wasn't complaining, I got to see Jacob sooner. 

It was like that for almost a year. Everyday routine that was healthy and happy. Another thing that happened that year was the big fact that Jacob imprinted on me. The whole wolfy claim thing happened and it makes me so happy to know that I officially have him forever. It happened around the year mark. I know, pretty late, but truthfully I didn't mind how long mother nature took as long as it was in my favor. It happened on a really cold and rainy (as rainy as you can get in Forks anyways) afternoon. I got off late from work, around 1, so I raced to the garage and figured we could order 2 large pizzas seeing as how Jacob would eat one and a half and Billy and I would only eat a half. I got to the garage just in time to dry off and wait for Jacob to get home. Five minutes into sitting down, I hear Jacob, Quil and Embry's feet stomping super hard on the mud outside trying to get out of the rain. Unfortunately, they had to walk home and even though it wasn't far, in the Olympic Peninsula no distance is just as wet as a long distance. They throw the door open and run inside wrestling and completely drenched. Jacob was trying to dry off to not kiss me wet, I'm sure, so he was still looking down.