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Lost Heart - Prologue

Summary: Every story needs a happy ending, right? Jake fights to keep the family from falling apart.

AN: Even though it’s the prologue, it’s a must read for the series. So excited to be back with my favorite vampire babies. Updating every Thursday.

Warnings: Penetrative Sex, Oral M!Receiving, Blood, Death

“Baby it’s been three weeks! Three weeks since I’ve changed and you haven’t let me step foot out of this house. I’m going a little crazy.” You threw your hands up wildly in the air as you talked, much to the amusement of your husband and brother-in- law sitting on the maroon couch in front of you. You know who you looked like as you talked so animatedly, yet found it best to ignore that observation that was obvious to everyone else in the room.

Neither one of them have let you out of their sight, afraid that you wouldn’t be able to control the ‘uncontrollable thirst that becomes so painful your stomach turns inside out,’ as Sam explained to you once during one of his melodramatic soliloquies. He made it a point to have a daily lesson prepared for you each day, whether that be speed, flying, controlling your strength, or anything else he found imperative to your newborn vampirism.

Yet, there was one thing he was hesitant in sharing, but you think that had more to do with Jake than anything else. Compulsion, changing one’s memories and thoughts, was something that wasn’t exactly new to you, but it was not the same as what you could do with Jake.

With Jake, he could not defy you, with others their whole reality was shifted and changed. If you willed it, they wouldn’t even remember meeting you or being bitten. After hours of nagging, Sam explained that the family uses it only for feeding. Jake had forbidden any of them from using it for any other purpose, refusing to take anyone’s free will away. You could remember the ping of guilt deep in your gut when Sam told you this, knowing that you had many times taken away Jake’s right to decisions and autonomy. It was something you promised him and yourself that you would work on, asking and never demanding him to do anything. Being a better wife to Jake was of utmost importance to you now, and you hoped that the rocky history you two shared never repeated itself.

“Exactly, it’s only been three weeks. You’ll have plenty of time to get out there.” Jake was draped on his ‘throne’, a black button up shirt only secured to his body by a single gold button and tight black jeans hanging low on his hips, pointlessly wearing an open belt. You found yourself getting distracted by how sexy he looked when he didn’t even try, and you wanted to pounce on him.

That was something else he didn’t allow for the last three weeks, he just wouldn’t fuck you. Jake spent a lot of time with his face buried between your thighs, but hasn’t given you what you needed. You weren’t above begging, and you did. You went so far as getting on your knees a week after your transformation, which just ended up with Jake laughing at you and throwing you over his shoulder before pinning you against the shower wall and making sure you came not once but twice.

He explained that he still wasn’t sure that you could handle it, and you really wondered if it would be that overwhelming. However there were times, when you were mortal, that ended with you in tears because of the earth-shattering sensations that surged through your body after he was done with you. So, even with how annoying it was, you knew listening to him was in your best interest at this point.

“I wanna get out of here, please baby!” You spoke so whiny that it sent a smile to Sam’s face. He still flirted with you, but it was always in a joking innocent manner.

“No.” There was a slight smirk on the corner of Jake’s pretty lips, privy that he was taunting you. “I bring you more than enough to feed, you’re fine.”

“Oh yes, I love that you hypnotize all of these bikini clad girls to follow you to our home.”

“Hey! Sam picks them, I just get them here.”

You casted an evil eye towards the lanky boy, with a newly growing mustache, that you adored so much. His eyes grew wide as he put his hands up in defense, nervous that he was caught.

“You never thought about, I don’t know, bringing a guy back?”

“Tried it for a decade, didn’t stick.”

“And you-, wait what?” Sam looked at you like he said something so obvious to you. The two of you stared at each other with squinted eyes, waiting for the other to speak first, but after a few moments of tense silence you decided to drop it. “We will talk about this later, I have questions.”

“We both will need tequila for that.” You ignored him, turning back to your husband with your hands on your hips. “Can you just take me hunting?”

“Hunting? You want me to take you hunting?”

“Well, duh! Have you not been listening?” Jake’s smirk grew into a full grown devious smile, also resembling his twin.

“Not really. You look really hot when you’re angry.”

“Please!”

“No!”

“Please!”

“Stop begging.” He was sitting straight up now, leaning against his knees watching you through his long eyelashes. His low husky voice had an underlying sensual tone, he obviously didn’t care if Sam was in the room having shared you with him countless times before. Sometimes you did miss those times, but seeing Jake happier and calmer was well worth it.

“I will get on my knees and beg.”

“Oh, now I am begging to see that!”

“Shut up, Sam.” Jake never broke eye contact as he stalked over to you, eyes heavy and that teasing smile still pertinent on his lips. “Do you really think you can handle it?”

He walked behind you pulling all of your hair to one side of your neck, exposing your soft skin to him. You gulped then bit your lip when you felt his warm breath trickle up your skin. “Y-yes.”

“I’m not so sure, baby, you’ve never been the best at controlling yourself.” You wanted to give him a rebuttal, but were too distracted by his lips brushing against your earlobe to say anything. “I think you’d get too greedy, take more than you deserve.”

There was a double meaning to what he was saying, he wasn’t trying to hide it. Jake every once in a while reminded you that he still wasn’t the happiest with you, never obviously but with just small remarks and actions. He had every right to be, and you continued to work so things were better between the two of you.

“Jake, I want it.”

“Want what? To feed?” His index finger ghosted up your thigh, all the way up to the hemline of your very short skirt. “Or something else, baby girl?”

“T-to feed.” You pressed yourself back into him as he continued to explore every inch of skin that was at his disposal.

“I thought you said you weren’t going to lie to me anymore.” His rough laugh sent vibrations into your chest, catching your breath in your throat before you could speak. “Can you listen to me? Follow my directions?”

“Yes, sir.” It felt appropriate to call him that in this moment, and you knew he liked it by the way his hips pressed into your ass.

“Then we will get you everything you have been so cutely begging for.”

You rub your things together, already feeling the wetness that was growing from the gentle touches your husband was giving you. It didn’t take much for you to be turned on anymore, Jake could simply just walk into a room a certain way and you were ready to take him to bed. He explained to you that was a normal reaction to all of the heightened senses you were feeling, basically you were able to smell more of Jake’s pheromones. But you had a different theory, you thought maybe it had to do more with the fact that your soul’s were entirely intertwined now. Jake no longer shared his soul with anyone else, you both felt it. There was a moment when you were laying in bed and a warm rush flooded over you, after that the only thing on your mind was Jake. You could hear every thought, feel everything he felt, and see what he was seeing. After a few days those abilities subsided a little, yet you never have felt closer to him.

“Everything?”

“That’s what I said, baby. You need to start listening.”

“I will, I promise.”

Jake grasped both of your hips, pushing you off of him then turning you around to face him. He lowers his head slightly, so he could look you directly in the eye. “If anything becomes too much you remember what to say, right? Even when we are hunting.”

“Yes, I know.”

“Say it now.”

“Please don’t make me say it, Jake.”

“Say it. This proves that you will listen.” All seriousness of the situation diminished, he was back to strictly teasing you. He raised a single eyebrow and tilted his head while biting back his smile.

You let out a long sigh, throwing your head back while you did. “Twilight,’ you mumbled.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t hear you that well.” Sam was snickering on the couch at the interaction

“Twilight.”

“There must be something in my ears cause I didn’t hear anything. Did you, Sam?”

“Nope, not a word.”

“TWILIGHT! Twilight, twilight, twilight!”

“Ah! There it is!” Jake held your hand between his hands, bringing you closer to him so he could kiss your pouty lips.”Now that you know the safe word, go get dressed baby. Wear something black.”

“You two are assholes, you know.” You start stomping your way towards the sectioned off room of the sunken hotel.

“We know.” The brothers said in unison. Jake tackled his younger brother to the couch, hitting him with light punches and noogies just to add to Sam’s irritation.

No matter how annoyed you got with Jake when he was like this, you had to admit it was your favorite. It took him so long to trust you enough to show that side of him, and you relished in every goofy, silly, or immature moment he gave you. You turn back to look at Jake, he looked so carefree play fighting with Sam, until you really looked at him. Past his smile was a lingering sadness that has been stuck on his features since Josh and Danny rode off that night. Jake was a family man, and would never truly be happy until his full family was under one roof.

‘I love you, Jacob.”

‘You know I love you, now go get dressed baby. No skirts.’

‘But-’

‘Am I gonna have to make you listen?’ You rolled your eyes one last time, even though he couldn't see it you knew he was aware of the action. ‘Oh, so that’s a yes.’

Before you could even turn around, Jake had you tossed over your shoulder, his hand snaking up the back of your skirt to grab at your ass.

“C’mon! We only have a few hours before sunrise!’

“She won’t last very long, don’t worry!”

Sam must have gotten a good view because you heard him let out a low whistle as Jake carried you to the bed tucked in the back corner of the sunken hotel. You heard Sam leave the cave, obviously not wanting to hear or see what was going to occur between you and Jake.

Jake didn’t place you on the bed, rather sat on it bringing you into his lap. Instantaneously, you rolled your hips against his letting out a deep moan from the tiniest amount of friction that you got.

“You let me know if anything hurts or becomes too much, okay?”

“Yeah, yeah.” You brushed it off, thinking that Jake was being overly cautious, choosing instead to kiss and suck down his neck while grinding down on his growing bulge.

“No, seriously. Promise me.”

“Jake, is it going to be that bad?” Your stomach sank, you never wanted the passion and chemistry to diminish between the two of you.

“I don’t know. I just never want to make you uncomfortable.”

“You never have, you have always treated me so perfectly.”

His hands slid against the soft skin of the tops of your thighs. “I love you.”

“Forever?”

“Forever.”

The cold metal of Jake’s belt buckle scraped up your inner thigh, leaving raised red skin, but importantly caused your body to shudder into his. Goosebumps covered every inch of your body, your toes curled, and back arched as you whined out Jake’s name.

“I haven’t even touched you yet.” He kissed and nipped up your neck between words, smiling at your exaggerated expression.

Your eyebrows were tightly knit together while your fangs were pressing sharply into your lip, making two small droplets of blood fall down your chin.

Jake quickly licked it up, closing his eyes and groaning at the taste of you.

You pushed his chest back with an open palm so you could read his face when you asked his next question. “Will you still bite me?”

“I already planned on it.”

Swiftly, Jake lifted you and turned you so your back was laying on the soft mattress. He wasn’t hovering over you, rather standing on the edge of the bed with a hand on each knee so your legs were spread wide.

“Can you touch yourself for me, baby?” You have done this with him before, however, right now you wanted him so your impairentece was rapidly growing.

“Baby, please, I need you. Not my own fingers.”

“You sound so pathetic baby, it’s hot.” His grip on your knees tightened, and you were excited to see if bruises were going to form now with your new strength.

“Jake, it’s already too much teasing. Please.”

“No, I want you to do what I asked. I want you to listen.”

If Jake was going to make you wait to feel his cock inside of you, you were going to make him suffer. With a bratty huff, you pulled down your pink satin panties to your knees as you stared at him with an annoyed expression. Jake pulled them off the rest of the way, deviously chuckling as he did so.

You raised your eyebrows to ask Jake if he was being serious, in which he just nodded his head toward your exposed pussy for an obvious response.

There was no shyness as you swirled your index finger to gather wetness before bringing it to your clit. You knew your body, not as well as Jake, but you were still able to easily find the pattern and rhythm that you preferred. As soon as your fingers grazed your clit you gasped out, your body flying off the mattress from the speed an orgasm was building.

“Fuck, Jake.”

“Yeah? Tell me what you’re thinking about.” As he spoke, he lazily took off his clothes, keeping his focus on the work of your fingers.

“I’m thinking about you, fucking me.”

“More details, baby.” Once his boxers were thrown towards the hamper in the corner, his thick cock was in his hand. He slowly stroked it, encouraged by the visible wetness that was sliding down your inner thighs.

“You pinning me against the wall and fucking me harder than you ever have before. I can take it now, god, Jake, I fucking need it.”

Your own filthy words elicited you going faster and pressing harder on yourself.

“So needy, baby.” He picked up the speed on himself, matching your own so it was as if he was fucking you instead of his hand.

“I wanna cum, I feel it already.”

“Don’t.”

“But, Jake-“

“I wanna feel you cum on my cock.”

“Fuck, baby, please let me.”

He placed his hand on yours, stopping your movements and causing another whine of protest to leave your lips. “Do you think you deserve that?”

“No.” You were honest, you knew you didn’t deserve this from Jake, but you wanted it more than you ever had wanted him before.

“At least you know.” Jake brought his face closer to yours after he made his way to the side of the bed. His free hand wrapped around your throat, squeezing hard enough to make you strain for a breath. “I’m going to fuck you for me, not for you. You’ve been so selfish, I’m sick of seeing my cum go to waste down the shower drain.”

“I-I’m sorry.” Your voice was raspy and so meek and quiet, not your normal self.

“Don’t tell me, show me, baby.”

Jake kissed you harshly, forcing his tongue into your mouth to rub against yours. You didn’t fight him in the kiss, allowing him to have complete control over your body at this point.

‘Take off your clothes and get on your knees.’

Something in you didn’t let you protest, maybe it was the pure lust or maybe it was something else, you were too distracted to really think about it.

The hardwood wasn’t the most comfortable against your knee caps as you knelt completely naked in front of your husband. Your hands were politely draped in your thighs as you looked up at him with wide innocent eyes.

“Don’t look at me like you’re a good girl.” He pushed his thumb past your lips, pressing the pad against your tongue. You instinctively began to suck and run your tongue along his finger. “We both know you aren’t.”

He pulled the hair on the back of your head, his thumb popping out of your mouth with a small sound. Jake’s nails scraped along the sides of your head, moving both hands to tangle in the hair above your ears.

His cock was directly in front of your mouth, begging you to take it. You happily obliged, wanting to make your man feel good.

Without the use of your hands it was harder to take Jake fully, but he slowly pushed into your mouth until he hit the back of your throat. Luckily another benefit of being immortal, your gag reflex diminishes. Once Jake realized this, he fucked into your mouth. His hips collided with your chin with each fast and powerful thrust.

You admired him through the tears brimming your eyes. He looked gorgeous, of course, as he focused on the feeling of your soft lips wrapped around his dick. Jake’s lips were open slightly, allowing you to see his fangs as well. He was feral, finally able to have an outlet for the aggression over the last month.

“I’m so glad this mouth is mine.” You let him use you, like he said this was about him, even though it was your first time actually being fucked. Jake knew you were into this, or else he would have eased up a little bit. He had spent the last three weeks making you feel good, so he deserved this.

“I don’t want to cum on your face, I want to cum in you.”

Your mouth was still full, so you had to respond in your mind. ‘Then fucking do it.’

Jake snapped his hips back, a string of saliva connecting your lips to the top of his dick. He grabbed under your arms and lifted you up with ease.

“Let’s get you against that wall, shall we?”

The two of you smiled at one another, anticipation making the tension between the two of you grow more than you thought possible.

Your legs circled around his waist, arms crossed behind his head as he stepped closer towards the dusty wall.

“Ready?”

“Just fuck me, Jake.”

“I’m trying to- you know what. Fuck it.” He slammed you against the wall harder than you initially expected, growing frustrated by your bratty-ness.

Without warning, Jake thrusted up into your dripping cunt. Sliding in with ease from the weeks-long foreplay he made you suffer through.

Your hands flew to Jake’s shoulder blades, nails scratching into his tan skin hard enough to cut him open. You could feel his blood drip onto his hand, but neither of you seemed to mind as he fastly thrusted into you.

With you being slightly above him, Jake was able to hit deep within you, prodding your g-spot every time he entered you.

His mouth was latched onto your nipple, swirling his tongue around and over it, making it overly sensitive. One of his hands was pulling at the roots of your hair, the other anchoring you to the wall by your hip.

‘Baby, you take me so well.’

“Jake!” His name being called out couldn’t be described as anything other than a scream. Your vision was hazy at best, a white fog clouding your field of vision as your body began to tremble. You always were able to feel every part of him, but now you really felt like your bodies were one. Jake stretched you to the point that every vein on his cock felt like it pushed you a little too far. It seemed as if you could feel every part of Jake, even the parts that weren’t necessarily touching you.

You were breathing so heavy it was as if you just ran five miles, your chest pushing into Jake’s mouth with each breath. Your toes were curled, your heels digging into the small of Jake’s back while he held your sensitive body between him and the wall.

‘Told you you wouldn’t be able to last long.’

“Can you, please-“

You didn’t even get out the question before Jake bit down on your breast, a place he had never bitten you before. The searing pain was the catalyst you needed to allow your orgasm to crash through your body. You violently shook as white hot waves ran from your head to the tips of your toes. This wasn’t a typical orgasm. When you closed your eyes, every intimate moment you shared with Jake replayed in your head, you could feel every moment of pleasure he ever gifted you.

You never had felt closer to Jake, like the last barrier between the two of you crashed down, giving you full access to Jake and his soul.

“Jake!” You repeated his name over and over again, only being able to think and focus on him.

‘Good, baby.’ He praised you, yet Jake wasn’t stopping. He never faltered his pace when you throbbed against his cock. Jake was focused on his pleasure, your clenching pussy was just a tool to get him to his own pleasure.

Your moans were stringing together in a symphony of whines, curses, and his name. You had no opportunity to calm down before the tightness in your stomach began to rebuild.

Jake looked up to your eyes, your blood staining his lips a darker red. His pupils were blown out as he wildly smiled at you with stained teeth.

“Another? Already?” Jake didn’t let you respond, rather moving his hand from your hair to your neck, choking you again. “Are you going to be a good girl for me?”

“Mhm.” You were biting down on your lip, gasping for any air that he would allow you.

The two of you were covered in each other’s blood, however, that somehow seemed to make the two of you even closer to each other, something you didn’t even know was possible.

You debated using the safe word as the pleasure started to become painful until Jake’s thrust started slowing down. He was close as well, becoming sloppy and less meticulous with every passing push of his hips.

“I’m there, baby.”

You nodded your head to tell him you could cum at any moment, you never settled after the first one. The hand on your hip traveled between your bodies, performing the same tight circles you did on yourself earlier.

‘Baby, I can’t hold it.’

“Then don’t.”

His light hearted command and perfect fingers was all it took. You couldn’t breath as the waves returned, his own warmth filling you at the same time. His deep grunts and curses were music to your ears, loving that he was experiencing such a high sensation of pleasure as well.

Something you never experienced before happened. When Jake slid out of you slightly, you covered him with how excited you were.

“You just squirted.” He stated in awe. This reminded you that he may be hundreds of years old, but he was stuck in his early-twenties.

A blush spread over your cheeks as he carefully set your body on the ground. You hid your head in his chest, too embarrassed to look at him.

“Don’t be shy now, baby, that was…” he just scoffed as he was unable to finish his sentence.

“Yeah? I have never done that before.”

“I know, but it was really hot.”

Jake gave you a reassuring kiss to the top of your head, an act that was full of love and adoration. Just as fast as it arrived, your apprehension left you. You were left with love and exhaustion from what just happened.

“Let’s get cleaned up before Sam comes back.” Jake walked you to the bathroom all while still hugging you to his chest.

The hot water of the shower ran over your bodies, cleaning the two of you of blood and one another. It was relaxing, a good preparation for the rest of the planned events of the night.

While Jake was shampooing your hair, you found your voice again. “Are you sure I can’t wear a skirt?”

“No, skirts.”

***

You say high in a wide tree protectively between Jake and Sam. Sam was looking at something in the far distance, farther than a mortal could ever see. Jake was watching you watch his brother, tapping his thumb against your naked thigh. Your excitement was palpable, and you were observing every little detail so you could commit it to memory for next time.

“I told you not to wear a skirt.”

“This isn’t a skirt, it’s got shorts!”

Sam looked over at you with a look of judgment borderlining disgust. “You’re wearing a skort?”

“They are coming back! Plus, I think I look cute!”

“Mhm keep telling yourself that, princess.”

“Asshole.”

“Slut.” No one in the world, other than your best friend Sam, would get away with calling you that. It was almost a term of endearment between the two of you, something that took a long time to explain to Jake. He found it disrespectful and many times you had to keep him from ripping Sam’s head off due to the name. Even now, when Sam called you that, Jake’s fingers dug into your skin in annoyance. You soothingly run your fingers over the top of his hand, giving him a gentle loving smile.

‘You’re so beautiful .’

While Sam continued to scope the surroundings for any potential victims, Jake placed his hand under your chin to pull you close for a kiss.

Your lips melded with his, having memorized their shape from the countless kisses he has given you. He broke the kiss, then quickly placed another one on your forehead.

“Are you nervous, baby?”

“Not really,” you shrugged and relaxed against the big branch behind your back. “I’m with you, what could go wrong?”

“Ha! You two don’t have the best track record now do you!”

“Sam, I swea-“

He interrupted you, shushing you before perching himself up higher in the tree so he could stalk the prey that he noticed. You looked between Jake and Sam, waiting for some type of signal to let you know what to do next.

It was eerily quiet, leaves rustling gently in the wind mixing with soft waves crashing against the shoreline being the only sound to fill the midnight air. The moon was bright and full, a single dark cloud obstructing the right half of the only light in the sky.

Footsteps cut through the silence, you weren’t sure where they were coming from exactly yet, but you knew they were making their way closer to you. From the rhythm of the steps, you knew it was two people, one being bigger than the other. You could presume that one was a girl, from the sweet floral scent that found you.

Your mouth instantly started to water from the prospect of sinking your fangs into the skin of someone who had such a strong heartbeat. It echoed in your head, consuming your every thought.

Your vision disappeared, only blackness, as your fangs peaked their way past your full bottom lip. Your breathing increased as you continued to hyper focus on the helpless humans coming towards you.

Unbeknownst to you, Sam and Jake were watching your every move, trying to gauge your reaction to feeding before it even happened.

“Is she okay, Jake?”

“She will be fine…I think.” You could barely notice that Jake’s eyes were burning into the side of your head. He was inspecting you, never really seeing his brother’s react like this, never seeing anyone like this before.

White waves flooded your vision, bouncing off all of the rocks, trees, and logs that littered the sand. Even when you closed your eyes you could still see everything that surrounded you, even Jake. His face was blurred, you were unable to make out the details of his face, yet you knew exactly where he was.

With your eyes closed and head tipped back, you grasped onto Jake’s hand. You were searching for anything that would ground you as the anxiety of the new powers grew within you. You weren’t sure if you wanted this, the terrifying need to feed on someone, because now if you sank your fangs into the couple coming towards you, you don’t think you could stop yourself from taking it too far.

“Baby, are you okay?”

“Mhm, I am fine.” You lied straight through your teeth, too nervous to alarm your husband about the uncomfortable dread that was taking over your body.

“Do not lie to me. What is happening? I know you’re not okay?”

Your muscles vibrated as you fought the urge to jump from the tree. You had to hold on to Jake or else your body would act before your mind could catch up. He sounded a million miles away, the sound of insync heartbeats echoing in your head, drowning out the sweet concern of Jake’s deep voice.

“I, I um, I need.” There was no way you were going to be able to form coherent words as you started to sweat and lose control of all your senses.

“Baby, just focus on me. Focus on my voice.” You were no longer holding Jake, he was holding you. Not for comfort, but to keep you in place while you began to violently thrash against him.

It didn’t take Jake long to wrap his arms around you, keeping you squished to his chest. Sam watched you with concern, waiting patiently to see if Jake wanted or needed his help.

“Please, can you let go of me?” Your voice was strained and wispy, you didn’t even sound like yourself.

“Y/N, you’re going to be okay.”

“Jake, please.” It was slightly louder, yet still quiet enough to go unheard from the unlucky in love couple that was strolling past the tree now.

“We need to get her home, I knew it was too early!” Jake usually never panicked, though with you becoming a rabid shell of yourself, he was worrying for the safety of everyone around, except you.

“I said, let go of me!” Jake had no choice but to remove his hands from you, they flew off of you and folded behind his back.

“Sam, grab her!”

Sam wasn’t fast enough, you were already jumping out of the tree. The sand acted as a soft cushion, but even if you landed on concrete you wouldn’t be able to feel a thing.

The couple froze before you, making it easier to prey on them. You caught a glimpse of their eyes, wide and full of complete horror over the animal-like creature in front of them, before you pounced.

You moved faster than you ever knew possible. In a blink of an eye, you were in front of the shorter woman with shoulder length black hair and golden brown wet eyes. Tears from terror stained down her full cheeks, you could see her remembering her short life until you bit into the side of her neck with a loud squish. You could feel her bones crushing beneath your hands as you squeezed into her arms to keep her still. Her blood gushed into your mouth, tasting warm and sweet. You sucked and gulped, becoming intoxicated from the taste. Her boyfriend, who was still holding her hand, was screaming and pleading for you to stop. You paid him no mind, he wasn’t going to be able to stop you even if he tried at this point.

You could feel her blood surge through you, filling and electrifying your veins making you feel even more powerful. This was a feeling you could get used to, something you never wanted to stop. You felt like nothing could stop you, you could never be hurt again, no one would ever have any power over you.

“Y/N!” Jake’s voice rang in your ears, yet that still didn’t stop you. Sam pulled on one arm, while Jake pulled on the other. There was “Y/N! Fucking stop it right now.”

Suddenly, like a puppet of yourself, you stepped away from the woman. She fell limp on the ground, no longer breathing at all. You had no choice but to listen to Jake, no autonomy at all. With your souls finally becoming one, Jake was able to control you for the first time in your relationship.

Without Josh, you truly were Jake’s truly prophesied soulmate. He was now able to force your actions, like you controlled him so many years before.

Sam focused on the trembling man, compelling him to forget this night, and forget the girl he seemed so in love with. He blankly blinked at Sam then turned and left, completely void of any emotion.

Realizing what you did, that you killed an innocent soul, you fell to your knees with a wail. You were disgusted with yourself, with your ability to take a life so easily.

“Jake?”

“Shh, baby, you’ll be okay. I’ll make sure you’re okay.”

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