Bold italics = Bella's thoughts

Italics = Jake's thoughts

“What is it, Bella?”

I looked at Jake, not sure how to tell him. He wasn’t exactly rational, when it came to them.

“Well, I’ve found my imprint.”

He smiled, obviously happy for me.

“That’s great, Bella. But, what does that have to do with them?”

I looked at him, as he realised what I was saying.

“It’s one of them, isn’t it?”

I looked away, not answering him.

“Which one is it?”

Oh boy, how so I say this without him losing it completely?

“It’s …………………………. Alice.”

He just looked at me, not believing me.

“Yeah, right. You’re not gay, Bella.”

I shook my head, typical Jake. He wouldn’t listen.

“Jake, I know what I feel. It’s not like I can help it. You know this, you have you’re imprint.”

He met his imprint not long before this. A girl named Lisa. She was nice, and seemed to be a good influence on him most of the time. He used to be worse than this.

“But, she’s a-”

“I don’t care Jake. She’s my imprint.. I just thought you needed to know.”

“No, she’s not. This can’t happen.”

I stood up, walking away. We were still on the beach. He wasn’t going to accept this, and I could see he was getting angry.

“Jake, calm down.”

And he phased. Great, now I have to contend with a giant wolf with an attitude problem.

I phased, in case he attacked me. I could here them, when I was like this, but only when they were close. Another difference between us.

You’re wrong, Bella. This is wrong.

I know what I feel Jake. No on will tell me this is wrong.

Jake growled at me, and lunged for me. I dodged, but he caught my leg, biting me. I yelped and he let go. I grabbed him, throwing him a few feet away. My leg was sore, but it’d heal quick. I hope. Jake was pretty strong.

Jake, you’re going to have to accept this. Trying to beat the crap out of me isn’t going to do anyone any good.

But-

No, Jake. This is how it’s going to go. Alice is my imprint. You’re going to accept it. OK?

He growled, and I pinned him down.

Understand?

He knew he had no choice, and agreed. So, I let him up. We both phased, my ankle was pretty messed up.

I looked at him, and he was looking at my ankle.

“I know it’s a shock Jake. But, you know I have no control over this.”

He glared at me, but he knew what it was like to be imprinted with someone.

“But, she’s a-”

“JAKE! I don’t care about that! I only came to tell you and to ask if you’d found anything new about the whole cat thing. But, it seems you’re more interested in denying my imprint.”

He looked shocked, taking a step back. I’d never spoken to him like that.

“Look Bella, I thought you’d imprinted on one of the other guys. But, you imprinting on her……-”

“Yeah, it was a shock for me to.”

I sat down, looking at my ankle. It was pretty messed up, I heal fast but Jake is pretty strong.

“Whoa, that looks painful. I’m sorry, Bella. And we haven’t found anything new about that. Want me to drive you home?”

“I’m not sure that’s a good idea.”

“Bella, you cant drive with that. And about this thing with Alice-”

“Jake-”

“No, I’m saying that we can let them come here, but the rest still stands. OK?”

Whoa, he was willing to do that?

“Jake,-”

“It’s OK, Bella. How did the others take it?”

I shrugged, remembering what had happened.

“OK. Rosalie threatened me to look after her.”

Jake looked at me, not believing me.

Jake drove me home, and Alice was in front of my house. She didn’t look happy. I got out of the car, limping. She was by my side before I’d even closed the door.

“What happened? Why are you limping?”

Oh boy, this is gonna be fun.

“It’s nothing. Just a misunderstanding.”

She turned to Jake, oh crap she was angry. I always thought she was cute when she was angry, but now? Not so much.

“What did you do?”

“He was just shocked to hear about the imprint, and we had a bit of a misunderstanding. Right, Jake?”

He nodded, looked at Alice.

“Right, and I apologised. It was an accident, really.”

I managed to drag (literally) Alice away, before she hurt him. We went up to my room. Thankfully my parents were still at work.

I sat down on the couch, Alice sat next to me.

“What happened?”

I pulled up the leg of my jeans. It was pretty sore, and Alice could tell.

“Come on, you need to get that looked at.”

She wouldn’t listen, when I tried to argue, and dragged me outside. She carried (yes carried) me back to her house, so Carlisle could take a look at my ankle.

We arrived, and Alice set me down on the couch, calling for him. He along with most of the others we there not two seconds later.

“What happened?”

I looked at him, as he checked my ankle.

“I was talking to Jake, and he lost his temper when I told him about the imprint. He attacked me and bit me. Then Alice nearly tore his head off.”