hiiii! can u wrote an imagine about Paul? idc about the content, i have nothing to read and im bored. thank you and have a good day/night🌹
A/N: sorry this took so long!! i just didn’t have any motivation. i really enjoyed writing this and i know this isn’t the most original idea (its probably been done before) but i’d like to continue this so if anyone would want me to let me know :-) ps it may be hard to tell but paul imprinted on her lmao
“He’s still ignoring you?” I asked my sister as I walked into the kitchen. She was standing by the landline with a look of hurt and defeat washed over her face. I furrowed my eyebrows in anger.
“That’s it, I’ve had enough. Who the hell does he think he is?” I scoffed.
Bella shook her head. “It’s all my fault. When we went to the movies with Mike– he tried to hold my hand, but I stopped him… I told him I wasn’t ready for a relationship and that he would ruin what we already had if he kept on trying,” She choked out then finally came to tears.
Bella’s never been one to cry. She hadn’t cried even when Edward left, but that was probably because she was too numb to feel anything. Then Jacob came around and things got better, a lot better. But now it’s worse than before, this time it seems like she’s lost the little bit of hope and sanity she didn’t even realize she had left.
“Bella…” I cooed, pulling her into a hug. We stood like that for a few minutes until she was finally done crying and lifted her head, wiping her tears. She glanced up at the clock.
“I, um, I– I think I’m gonna get started on dinner before Charlie gets home. It’s getting late,” She uttered then turned to the fridge, gathering ingredients as if nothing had happened. I bit my lip and nodded, knowing it would be best to leave our little moment at that. However, I now have some business to attend to. I quickly scrambled to find the keys to the old Chevy my sister and I share, then threw on Charlie’s old denim jacket.
“Hey, I need to run out to grab some supplies for a project I totally forgot about. I’ll be back soon,” I told Bella as I rushed out the door before she could ask any questions. It wouldn’t take a genius to figure out what I’m really up to, given the fact that I have no problem with confrontation, unlike my older sister.
After a 25 minute drive, I found myself pulling into the Black’s driveway. I parked right where I was and took a deep breath before making my way to their doorstep. Jake would be as lucky as Harry Potter if he’s still alive when I’m done with him.
I vigorously knocked on the door. Okay, more like banged on the door. A few seconds later the door opened ever so slightly, revealing Billy Black.
“Carter.” He said, trying to remain monotone but there was an obvious hint of distaste.
“I’m here to talk to Jake,” I explained, wasting no time.
“He’s not in.”
“How much can you lie to cover your son’s ass, Billy?” I snapped. “Wait, I mean– Look, I’m really sorry. But I have to see him,” I apologized, rushing passed him. It’s not like he can stop me anyways, he’s in a wheelchair for crying out loud. I barged into Jacob’s room, only to find him peacefully sleeping.
At first I wasn’t sure if it was actually Jake. So much about him had changed. Most noticeably, his long black hair was now cropped short. His face was no longer boy like and is now hardened and defined. If I hadn’t known him before I would guess that he’s 25 instead of sixteen. He had to be at least 6'5 now, his legs were hanging off the bed. And lastly, on the side of his right arm was the same stupid tattoo Sam Uley and his gang had. The same gang that Jacob had hated and feared, the one that had lured in his friend Embry. The one that had been “waiting” for him, in Jake’s words.
It was all making sense now.
I heard some sort of whistle from outside and looked out the window to find Sam Uley and his guard dogs following shortly behind him, waltzing towards the house. Looking down at Jake, I huffed and shook my head then went outside, making my way to the five boys (although giant mutants seems more fitting).
Without hesitation, I stormed right up to them. Sam’s large frame towered over my 5'2 one. “What the hell did you do to him!” I yelled, shoving him. The others stepped forward, but Sam pushed them back.
“Hey, take it easy!” He ordered.
“What did we do? What did he do, huh? What he’d tell you?” The one to the right of Sam pried, quite hostily.
He was breathing heavily until I looked up at him, making eye contact. He looked at me with wide eyes, almost like he couldn’t believe that I was standing in front of him. His body relaxed and he suddenly looked completely disarmed. Okay, these guys are turning out to be even bigger freaks than I had originally thought. Although, he was really beautiful… No, what am I saying? Knock it off, Carter! This isn’t the time to be drooling over a guy.
I shook myself out of my momentary daze and pinched my eyebrows together, regaining my focus.
“Nothing! He tells me nothing! He’s been ignoring my sister for weeks! Give him back, he didn’t want to be a part of your stupid cult!” I screeched angrily.
The same one who had been staring at me in awe laughed. Laughed.
Before I could think, I took a swing and punched him right in the face.
I yelped, doubling over in pain. My hand is definitely broken. Well, that was a stupid move. When I looked up, I found the guy I had punched trembling in rage.
“Get back,” Sam commanded me then turned to his right. “Paul, calm down. Now.”
The trembling got worse, so I decided to be smart to listen to Sam’s advice. This guy is out of his damn mind!
Next thing I know, shreds of Paul’s shorts were falling to the ground and in his place was a giant wolf.
I gasped before bolting around and making a break for it to the house.
“Carter!” Jacob yelled, jumping over the porch railing and darting towards me.
“Run! Jake, run!” I shrieked. My voice filled with absolute fear.
I had been running faster than my legs could move, causing me to trip and fall. When I looked up Jake was jumping over me, then somehow bursted into a wolf mid-air.
The only things I could hear over my hyperventilating were loud growls and Sam’s voice instructing someone to take me to a girl named Emily’s house before I blacked out.