Not For Real.

-Or so it Seems-

Tittle: Not For Real.
Author: BoomDarh.
Rating: NC-17 (M.)
Pairing: Jacob/Paul.

(A/U on New Moon, Eclipse and Breaking Dawn. Starts in New Moon.)

Warning: This fanfiction is rated M for a reason, so please heed my words and only continue if you're absolutely sure you want to. Slash.

Summary: After Jacob joined the Wolf Pack, everything went wrong, according to him. Now that Bella left him behind as she traveled to Italy for the Vampire who abandoned her, Jacob discovers a whole new opputunity to move on with his life. But will he grab that chance, now that it involves a certain pack brother he thought he couldn't stand? Or will he deny it all?

A/N:

Hello and welcome to first chapter of the fleshed out story of Not For Real. I want to dedicate this story to Lacrymosa-91 who has been a GREAT inspiration to me, her stories are one of the bests I've ever read and I simply love her imagination and eye for detail! Thank you Lacrymosa-91 for being so skillful and talented ;D !

To everyone else;

ENJOY!

Life sucks and then...

- your pack brother fucks with you.

Chapter One:

Concealed and yet uwrapped.

The waves clashed against the cliffs with fervently effort. The sea foam kissed the air everytime it was trown up high. The violent waters washed up ashore, creating an almost musical sound in contrast with the crunching against the slippery cliffside. Every time the massive currents hit they tore off huge chunks of rocks in their wake. The sea was all consuming, swallowing everything it could reach, driftwoods, dried up sea weed, stones and seashells, even the garbage left overs from the not so eco-friendly visitors, who came to the beach more often than neccessary.

The sun had since long dissapeared behind the endless stretching horizon, the last rays dispersing out, desperately bathing the darkening sky in multi hued colors and mirrored on the surface of the watery ocean in a last attempt of stunning beauty.

But to Jacob Black, even this extremely rare view of the natures extraordinaire beauty, which wasn't often seen here in the enclosed seclusion of La Push reservation, seemed like nothing but gray and dull. Only the significant howl of the upcoming storm, as the first thunderous roars clashed almost violently against the invisible hot air causing electrical friction of lightening, echoed the unsettling uproar inside of him.

It was strange, almost mortifying how everything had changed in a heart beat, and he hadn't been able to avoid it.

He stood at the egde of the cliffs, not as much seeing as he felt his surroundings. The raging winds hit him hard, square across his face, blowing around and flattening the smooth whiskers against his muzzle and tickling his snout. His massive form stood as rooted to the rocked ground, untouched by the howling storm as it over and over attempted to bent him to its will. The air was warm and moist, but felt almost cool compared to his well equipped coat of fur.

His thoughts were distant and he felt almost hollow as he reflected on everything that had been happening lately. The memories of the phasing was clear, too clear. A small part of him, though insigficant and useless, still clung to the strongly hopeless idea of it all being but a bad dream, a cruel joke of a dream provided by his subconciousness and that he miraculously would wake up any moment. But it never happened, reality condemned him and he couldn't escape it.

The colors in the horizon dimmed and faded, they were almost gone and he knew it was about time. Soon he would no longer be alone in his mind and he was tired of having them knowing every single thought and feeling he had. It was the only thing he would never get used to, despite how he now slowly but steadily was growing accostumed to this new sort of life, he would never be able to accommodate to sharing the only place he had always believed was his and his alone. He had to use what little time he had left to sort out and restrain everything private. Normally it wasn't so urgent, but this time he really needed to be careful. He was patrolling with Paul tonight.

With a silent huff, he slowly retreated from his perched spot on the egde of the cliff, backing away, one big paw at a time. His claws were digging into the soft and dirty soil, he wasn't in a hurry as he let his instincts guide him deeper and deeper into the dense shrubbery as he followed the path trough the forest. He was getting better clearing out his mind, the closer he got to feeling the animal inside him, the mighty beast from his anchestors that was now part of him, the easier it became coping with his situation. Phasing into a car sized furry creature with razor sharp teeth and piercing claws had its upsides too, it wasn't all rubbish and he would admit that partly he loved it more than he allowed to reason with himself. The speed was part of what he liked the most about it, he rejoiced in the undescribeable feeling of great freedom that came with running aimlessly trough the thick forests of their lands. When there were no danger - which there hadn't been for a while now - he could allow himself the liberty of enjoying himself, what he couldn't do when on duty.

The world of the super natural was no longer startling him, after the worst had been trough, the most important questions answered it just slowly became his everyday life. There was a few things he would never get used to though, or rather than getting used to he would never accept those things. Things like facting the existance of vampires. Bloodsuckers who lived too close. Bloodsuckers like the Cullens. Before he could stop it, the thoughts he the most had tried to supress just came flooding his mind. Bella.

Bella had known all along. She had lied to him, kept him from the truth. To protect him? No. To protect them. He could find no other reasonable sollution, she had just been messing around with him, from the beginning. And now she had left him behind to follow that Cullen freak Alice to Italy. Not caring in the least about how it made Jacob feel. And though he knew, he couldn't help it, he couldn't blame her undeterred. He loved her and she had needed him, it didn't matter she only came to him after the Cullens left, after he left. Call him naíve, Jacob couldn't reject her.

No, you're such a wuss. - Great, Paul had decided just the right moment to appear.

I'd like to call it perfect timing. Seriously, Black. That Swan girl's not worth your tears, so stop whining!

I'm not crying, Paul.

He could always count on Paul to make the worst moments worser, prolonging the suffering was just the older teens thing. God, how Jacob dispised the hotheaded arrogant jerk!

Aww, love you too, man.

Paul ended the sarcasm with a mental snort as he ran the boarders along the cost, right below where Jacob had been, on the perch of the cliffs, just moments ago. Unlike Jacob, Paul didn't mind patrolling with the rightfully Alpha. As hotheaded and arrogant he could be, he was just as easy going and vivid, he just habored a tendation to be a little too impish. Jacob snorted after momentarily hearing Pauls thoughts, but only shook his head as he kept his current direction the opposite from Pauls. They were patrolling alone tonight, even with Jacob now part of the Pack they were still just Five, Jared had been granted some free time off to spend it with his imprint, Kim. Sam and Embry wouldn't replace Paul and Jacob before nightfall. But it required a near miracle to keep Paul from being annoying, so he just had to endure.

Hey, believe it or not, but I do have feelings!

Sorry, what?

Geez, I'm actually just trying to give you some advice.

Advice? Paul, I don't want your advice, leave me alone.

Jacob knew that was too much to ask for, even if Paul agreed - which he highly doubted would ever happen - they were linked together and Jacob was forced to hear, see and listen to whatever Paul ran trough his mind. There wasn't a choice and that was the part he hated the most, even more than he hated the vampires for existing, not having a choice left you feeling vulnerable and helpless. Had it been anyone but Paul...

You'e so mean, Black. I'm actually just trying to be nice and helpful, but you are right, you don't have a choice, so listen...

Jacob rolled his eyes and growled unintelligible profanities under his breath and instinctively accelerated, as if he could run from Pauls mind. The older teen chuckled low and the annoying session of I-know-better-than-you speech begun. Jacob did his best to block him out, he concentrated all his will on only sensing his surroundings. They were on duty, Paul too should concentrate on finding trails of possible leeches in the neighbourhood. Actually Jacob were just about dying to sink his teeth into an unprepared bloodsucker whose unfurtunate destiny would be concealed the moment it crossed the borders to their land, now with the Cullens gone it was extended all the way to Forks. Either that or he'd sink them into Paul. A bark like laughter sounded and Jacob realized Paul was trying to catch up with him. Was he stupid or did he really just beg for Jacob to manhandle him?

Right, you're such a Pup, Black, if you think you intimidiate me then you're awful wrong.

And you're just stupid, Paul! I'm serious, get away from me and concentrate on-

There havn't been any vampires here since your precious Bellas precious Cullens left, well beside that leech with the dreadlocks, but he's dead!

Jacob wasn't sure what pissed him off the most, Paul forgetting the insanely annoying Victoria who still came back frequently, though all she did was dance along the border and confuse them with leaving her scent as many places as she could reach, or the fact that Paul just interrupted him.

Oh yeah, the redhead? I didn't forget her, but she doesn't count. You're just worried because she wants to kill Bella Swan.

Bella is just as innocent as every other human being, she desurves the same kind of protection as the rest of the humans we-

Bella Swan is a fucking leech lover! She desurves no better than to-

STOP INTERRUPTING ME!

With an immense roar Jacob finally got enough. His fur stood on end as he rose his hackles and reeled around to face Paul, his muzzle pulled back and teeth bared. Paul had crossed the line and the 16 old was furious. Of all the assholes in the world Paul had to be the absolute worst. He deliberately did what he did just for some sort of reaction. Jacob knew that because it was so obvious, it was almost one hundred percent impossible to hide any aspect of your personality from each other when you shared a mind. In order to conceal your thoughts you needed talent and patience, and Paul definitely possessed neither. When the gray wolf came into view Jacob growled dangerously in warning, taking a harsh stride forward, his tail whipping aggressively behind him.

Paul came to an abrupt halt when Jacobs huge frame stood but mere meters away from him, quivering with his building rage. But Paul wasn't afraid. His muzzle moved up in a wolfish smirk as he appraised the rightfully Alpha with anticipation. Paul loved a good challenge and he had wanted to finally see some sort of reaction from Jacob. It had been almost frustrating how the bigger wolf had such good grisp on his self-control when all he needed was to give in, Paul wanted to see him snap, but why was something he kept for himself.

Pauls sudden anticipating eagerness had the direct opposite effect on the great russet wolf though and with three deep breaths Jacob got the shaking under control and slowly felt how his tensed up muscles relaxed again. It was not as easy as it looked, but knowing this was exactly what Paul wanted, it just killed all joy about the thought of sinking his teeth into Pauls neck or claw at his chest and rear. He registered Pauls heavy dissapointment the moment the older teen felt it himself, but disgarded it as he slowly turned around again. It took all his will power to turn his back to the smaller wolf when all he wanted was the exact opposite, and he couldn't take it no more. He needed to be alone now.

Hey, you can't leave! It's our duty to patrol, Sam will be pissed if-

What, you afraid to do it alone Paul? And you're the one saying there wont be any vampires tonight.

Jacobs tone was almost mocking as he cut Paul off mid-sentence, still walking way. Next step would be to phase back, but he had no intentions being too close to the unpredictable jerk.

And a moment ago, you said you had me all figured out. Pfft, Black. Guess I was right, you're a wuss. But you know what? I'm not going to let you bullshit me, so you do the rest of the patrolling.

Jacob barely registered the meaning behind Pauls words until the connection was broken and Paul dissapeared from Jacobs mind, leaving him completely alone. The peace was instantly calming him and he allowed himself to smile in victory. Either way, quiet calm was what he wanted and once again he had resisted Pauls annoying methods to snap him, that alone was reason enough to be just a little proud.

It was almost time for the replacing and Jacob would manage to scour the forests along and within the borders a few more times to be sure there really were no fresh scent of leeches. He knew Sam would not like their feud, but that wasn't Jacobs problem. Sam should know better than to pair them up for patrolling when the older man very well knew they were not compatible. But okay, Jacobs dislike for Paul was not exactly how he described it himself. He did not hate Paul, not even close to. It was just difficult to nearly impossible establishing how to act or feel towards a person who could and would flip his personality around 180 in the blink of an eye.

Jacob knew who Paul was, all the way trough the facade and deep into the core, he knew what made him snap, he even knew why he was and acted the way he did - being so temperamental and often very annoying. Exactly because Paul was so emotional as he was, he could not conceal himself and hold back his opinions and feelings, but at the same time Paul was also so unpredictable if left Jacob confused and clueless. That sort of mix was in itself inconceivable, yet he couldn't claim he didn't aknowlegde the fact it made Paul more or less unique. Irrationally and annoyingly unique.

The russet beast growled in mild annoyance as he strode trough the tightly bound thickets at an even pace. He remained alerted for any surprises, but could not avoid the streams of thoughts flooding him though he tried. Paul was not easy to figure out and sometimes it gave him a headache just trying.

For example; That display of lack of general courtesy just a while back, Paul knew just what buttons to press to make Jacob respond the way he plans. Jacob was also well aware why Paul did it too, but he had no idea why as in,- what was Pauls reason, what would the older teen gain? Paul was many things, but generally to describe him Jacobs vocabolary was restricted to; Jerk, Asshole, Jackass, Annoying Prick. Paul almost never did anything unintentioned, he always had a reason, it wasn't just always an obvious one. Jacob knew it was not because Paul didn't care about others that he sometimes treated them so poorly, actually it was more likely the opposite, because at least he cared enough to do it. He trapped Jacob in his own thoughts, flipped them around and demanded the heated arguement using Jacobs very own words and thoughts against him. Not just as a provocation, but to make the younger boy reflect one more time and see reason. That was the annoying part.

Every trace of light was gone, leaving the skies pitch black around the time Jacob had finished running the perimeters around the borders and close to Forks. It had been roughly peaceful after Paul left, but Jacob had not been able to rejoice completely in the sanctuary of being alone with his thoughts. He simply couldn't stop thinking. When the exhaustion begun settling in, it helped him to focus on feeling the grass and dirt under his enormous paws. The scents of the forests were clean and more fresh at night and he concentrated on those scents to lead him around. His eyes closed.

It couldn't take long now, before Sam and Embry decided to come and replace him. There weren't a general time limit for how long they were to run the perimeters and it was only at night it was a full time job. Because at night they never had to worry about being seen, the only beings out at night in La Push besides them was owls and predators, all kinds of predators. Predators like vampires.

Finally a single mind connected with his and Jacob allowed himself to feel relief when he realized who it was.

Jake?

Yeah.

It was Embry, the next greatest thing about having phased was having one of his best friends back. He still missed Quil, all in the pack was sure he would join them soon, but that was not a cause for celebrating. Those fucking leeches, it was all their fault. Embry silently agreed to Jacobs thoughts and trudged trough a berryless thick scrub of blackberry bushes. It was actually strange that Embry was here first, normally it was always Sam.

Oh, Sam's arguing with Emily, nothing serious. She just slipped today as she cleaned and stubbed a toe, but Sam being his usual overprotective self, he,- well you know where I'm going.

Jacob just barked a cynical laugh, yes he knew exactly where Embry was going. Imprinting was very difficult to understand, but given they had a direct link to Sams (As well as Jareds) mind they knew about generally what it did to them. Jacob was just grateful feeling what they did being under the spell of the imprint was brief and not an everyday thing for him, well more or less. Guess being paired up with Paul for patrolling had that one single extraction, yet Embry was a hundred fold times more a pleasant company and Jacob was just getting tired of Sams Alpha opinions on how important it is that pack is close - the day he and Paul became best buddies was the day every single vampire in this god forsaken world was annihilated and given they only killed the vampires entering their lands - well that day would never come.

Speaking of which, Jake. Where is Paul? Upon Embrys mention of Paul, regardless he'd just been thinking of said jerk himself, Jacob stopped mid-stride and even though he tried not to think about it, their entire conversation replayed in his mind. Every detail from his distant reflections on the drastic changes these past weeks, to Pauls appearance, to their bickering and the confrontation. Embry whistled in mild recognition since it wasn't a shocking surprise he hadn't seen coming, the whole pack knew Jacob and Paul wasn't close and they probaly never would be.

Wow. Can't really say I'm surprised, but - Sam's not gonna like that. ~

Jacob rolled his eyes of Embrys sing-song voice when he voiced what Jacob already knew, but he smiled a bit as he felt considerately more relaxed with Embrys presence, even when the smaller wolf were obviously teasing, with Embry it was just the usual and it felt nice.

Glad you think so. Embry snickered and did a double loop before he svung himself at a tree and flipped off using the trunk as leveragetive springboard. Jacob couldn't help laughing as he felt the sensational feeling of the move spur trough himself from Embry, and his best mate joined him, before he grew a little more serious.

You should probaly just leave, Jake. Sam will be here soon and I'll cover this til he is, awright?

Jacob nodded, knowing Embry would pick up his agreement trough his thoughts even if he did not think them out straight. It was probaly for the best, Jacob saw no reason to take Sams scolding tonight if he could post pone it to tomorrow, plus he was pretty tired. As he stretched his hind legs a massive yawn slipped from his throat and he heard Embrys low chuckle, the smaller wolf deliberately chanting a childs lullaby inside his mind, causing Jacob to snort before he chuckled himself.

Thanks, Em. I'll go home and count some sheeps. See ya.

Yupp! Bye, Jake.

Phasing became him easy, it had always been easier for Jacob to phase back and forth than it was for the others, but nowadays he just had to think it and it happened. Once he stood on two feets again, he stretched his back and shaked his head. He was over come by a few more yawns before his senses adjusted to being more alike human than beast. He still had better scenting abilities and well as hearing and seeing than normal human beings, but they weren't as high concentrated in his birth form than when he was phased. He had the small container with his navy blue knee-lenght shorts strung around his tigh, but he wasn't that far from his home that he cared to pull them on. He planned to take a very long bath before crashing to bed anyways, now that he had the whole house to himself he would claim that single luxury. His father had informed him he wouldn't be home tonight, after Harry Clearwaters death, Billy was more at the Clearwaters place than at home. It was all the same, Jacob wasn't really his usual cheerful self to be around right now, so his father could do whatever he pleased.

The ground was muddy and soft and the porridge-like substance glued itself to his bare feet, the cooling mush felt good against his hot skin and he kept his pace even and slow. He was letting himself enjoy the peace, the night was a sanctuary in itself, even with strong wind blowing like now. It was also the time at day he enjoyed the most, everything was quiet, and aside from the possible dangers - which for him was not the least dangerous to be honest - strolling around in the clean and fresh scents of the forest was a freeing feeling, both at night as at day, the night was just more silent and he was able to find refuge in that silence.

The little wooden house with the shelled red paint was just ahead of him and with an exasperated sigh, Jacob intensified his pace and broke into a jog. He wasn't really focusing much on his surroundings anymore, and he broke off his pace as he heard the distant howl from Sam, but knew the Alpha wasn't calling him. Every sound and howl they made, Jacob had with wonder discovered he had been easy to descipher instinctly each meaning since he joined the pack. Sam had merely let Jacob know he had joined Embry and that he and Paul would hear from Sam tomorrow. Great.

Jacob slugged his shoulders before he stretched his arms over his head and yawned again. Maybe that bath had to wait, he wasn't exactly dead tired, but damn close and it was enough he knew there was a chance he would be able to sleep for a change. He did sleep once in a while when his body was too exhausted and just gave in, but since Bella left two days ago, he hadn't allowed himself much sleep. Mostly because the exact moment he was perched in his bed with closed eyes and ready for dream world, all the speculating started. It was the same thoughts over and over; Was Bella save? When would she return? Would she bring him? and so on and so on.

Jacob stopped in front of his home, all lights were turned off, but of course, Billy wasn't there. He knew the old man never locked the front door, stealing wasn't exactly a common thing in La Push, yet as he turned the door knob, it clicked and refused to open. Jacob ached a brow as he stared at the small oval thing and wondered just what this was about. When a startling loud sound came from the homemade garage his back tensed and his head snapped in the direction of the thin walled barn. Anxiesty streamed trough his veins and with slow steady steps Jacob made his way off the porch and around the house. The storm that had been raging earlier had begun settling hours ago, yet a strong wind was still left and toyed now with one of big doors to the garage.

Jacob grabbed the wooden egde, stopping the door before it smacked against the iron coated wall on the southern side of the barn again and looked into the darkness. The wind blew around like a twister and he couldn't pick up a scent. With a deep breath he pushed the door fully open and stepped in. He was wary as he discerned his attention over every nook and cranny, leaving no space un-checked. He felt deliberately more relaxed as he saw and felt nothing, it was still hard catching a scent, but he knew if a bloodsucker was here he'd been able to catch the acid scent by now at least. He checked the place over a single time more just to be sure, before he headed for the door again. He stepped out and grabbed the damper with full intention of locking the door profoundly this time.

When he'd finished he turned away from the garage and made his way back towards the house, but he had barely made it three feets forward before his nose caught a scent that made his senses scream in alert. It wasn't a vampire, but it was something else not suppossed to be here either, or rather; someone else. He managed to catch the location from where the scent came, the roof tops, and just as he turned up his head a figure leaped from the tiles and knocked him fiercely to the ground. Jacob cursed himself for his lack of reaction, but heavy with sleep his limbs felt like lead. Guess he was a little more tired than he'd actual thought. His hands were pinned above his head as his assailant straddled his hips, chuckling low as Jacob growled out trough his teeth. The bastard just didn't know when to stop, but it was Jacobs own hammering heart against his ribcage that caused him the most annoyance. One thing was he had let himself be caught by surprise another was that he let himself be affected from it too. The moonless darkness of the night did not reduce Jacobs ability of clear vision, and trough narrowed eyes he glared at the boy holding him down. His assailant was grinning enough to show twin dimples and with bold nonchalance, the older boy leaned down and blew hot air against the shell of Jacobs ear, his voice husky as he whispered with impish attitude.

"Missed me, pup?"

Paul.

End of Chapter One.

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