#your Comfort Character Who Is Never Comfortable

"Always Bella III" - Jacob Black x Reader

Summary: Part III to "Always Bella" Read Part One / Part Two / Part Three

Jacob's warm skin pressed against mine gently, his arm brushing up against my side. I leaned my head against his shoulder, lightly shutting my eyes as I grew more relaxed by the minute.

"Jeez, (Y/N). Try to stay awake a little longer." He softly chuckled into my hair, lightly squeezing my side.

"But Jake, it's so late and I'm just so tired." I giggle, nuzzling my face closer into him.

"I know, I know." He whispers. "Just close your eyes for a bit but you'll be awake again by episode three."

"You got it."

He laid down on the couch, pulling me into him so we laid more comfortably. I pulled the blanket up closer to my chin as I inhaled the light scent of his cologne through his shirt.

Frantic tapping on my window was what woke my limp body. I gasped, before realizing it was simply Quil and Embry.

God, these dreams were hauntingly real.

Empathic looks painted their faces as they stood over my car. I felt my eyes well with tears as my throat seemed to burn as if someone stuck a hot branding iron down inside of it.

"Open up." Embry gently murmured.

I nodded as I let out the breath I subconsciously held. Chills took over my entire body, causing me to freeze for a moment. I huffed once again and shifted over to the passenger seat of my car.

Embry and Quil hopped into my car. Embry took the driver's seat, turning the key in the ignition as Quil took the back seat and put a comforting hand on my shoulder.

His soft, yet firm grip caused me to jump at the sudden touch. I quickly relaxed back into the seat, his warmth seemingly spreading upon my entire body as I succumbed to the darkness once again.

I woke up to rays of sun poking through my curtains of my bedroom. The dull, aching pain in my gut wrenched through me endlessly. I turned over to see a muffin in a ziploc bag on my nightstand. A happy face drawn on a sticky note underneath, followed by the initials of Quil and Embry. I sighed as the thought of food made me sick.

The sight of him holding onto Bella for what seemed like dear life was enough to put me in a constant state of nausea for days. I was immobile, watching the sun rise and set as the days passed.

I sat there, wondering how I possibly felt like this. How was it possible that my heart hurt this much? Jacob and I were never actually together, so how could I feel such loss?

Though, maybe it was because I felt cheated? Cheated out of what could have been.

What should have been.

I wondered if he really missed me at all. Embry and Quil told me he did, but I didn't believe him.

If he truly missed me, wouldn't he be here right now?

Why would he leave me suffering alone?

The two aforementioned boys really seemed to empathize with me, as if they knew more than I did. As if there was something I wasn't allowed to know.

They both worried greatly, it was nice to see that some of my old friends still loved me as they did before Bella moved back.

Embry was always grounded, but Quil really began showing up to check on me in his free time. I felt bad, but he seemed to really want to spend the time with me.

It was nice in a way, there was no pressure with Quil. I loved Quil, he was one of my closest friends and knew my feelings for Jacob. There were no expectations other than friendship, which made his presence even more comforting.

"Does Bella know?" I ask Quil, soaking up his warmth on the couch.

"Why are you doing this to me?" He sighs, his grip on me loosening.

His response told me that she did. She knew what was going on with Jacob, she knew everything. But here I was, in the dark.

The light from the TV shone on Quil's face as he looked down at me. I pulled the blanket further up my legs as I adjusted myself under his arm. The darkness contrasting with his silhouette.

While the pain ached through my body like a searing hot brand, Quil's presence brought me some solace. His warmth eased my frigid cold state. I missed Jacob, but Quil's unwavering friendship and care was comforting. It was almost enough.

"Why does she get to know?" I croak.

"She wasn't supposed to. She meddled her way in." He stifles a laugh, glancing back at the TV for a second. "You were actually supposed to know more about this, not her. But that's when Jacob's ready." His hot breath fell on my face as he sighed before turning back to the TV. "It's not that he doesn't want to, it's that he can't right now. He can't even understand it himself."

What did that even mean?

"When he's ready? I'm supposed to know, yet instead she knows it all as I'm left in the dark?"

"Yeah, it's ironic how that worked out." He mutters, slightly raising the volume of the TV.

I took that as my signal to stop pushing. After all, Quil was the one who truly showed the most care towards me. He made sure that I would be okay at the end of the day. Or at least he tried.

It wasn't his fault that I was utterly inconsolable.

I just couldn't understand why this pain was eating me alive. Why I felt as if I was falling apart not only emotionally, but physically. With every day, I felt it was harder to move.

Harder to breathe.

I laid my head on his shoulder, appreciating the warmth that Quil brought me. In some way, I almost felt that being next to Quil almost connected me to Jacob in a way.

But I knew it wasn't a true connection. Jacob seemingly wanted nothing to do with me anymore. No matter what Quil told me, it's how it felt.

It was tearing me apart on the inside.

I felt my breathing slow as my eyes began to flutter. Staying awake was harder than I thought. However, the vibration of Quil's phone startled me into a more awake state.

It was when I read Jacob's name flash on the screen that I grew more concerned.

Quil's eyes peered over to me as I tried to seem asleep. He then looked over at his phone before unlocking it to see what Jacob said.

I knew it was wrong, but I peered over to see for myself.

"Why are you with (Y/N)?" His words flashed across the screen.

Quil let out a displeased sigh before looking back over to my "sleeping" frame.

I watched as he responded.

"Well, why aren't you?"

Quil snickered before looking back at the TV. His phone was quiet for a few moments. His phone was quiet for a few moments, so I decided to stop snooping.

I shut my eyes as the warmth that Quil provided enveloped me into a state of slumber. Sleeping has been much easier with Quil around.

I wasn't sure how long I slept for, but it hadn't been too long as the same movie I fell asleep to was playing.

I heard hushed voices in the entry of my house, causing me to look up from my spot on the couch.

"Jacob, get out before you wake them up." Quil whispers.

"No, I need to see (Y/N) right now." Jacob seethes, looking down angrily at Quil.

"No, you've done enough. They finally fell asleep, you can't do this right now."

"But, I really need to talk to-"

"Jacob, go home." Quil says sternly. "You can't do this right now, you've been hurting them way more than you know."

I felt tears brim my eyes as I grew speechless. I wanted to yell, to move, but the words never came out and I grew paralyzed.

"Leave, Jacob." Quil hisses.

Jacob's face fell, his already distressed appearance growing somehow more somber. Tears shone as they fell down his cheeks before he looked down, gulping the lump in his throat down.

"I'll be back tomorrow." He whispers before running outside.

Quil sighs before turning around to walk back to the couch. He stops dead in his tracks as he sees me, now sitting up.

"You told him to leave?" I ask, voice almost croaking.

"(Y/N)..." He whispers, looking at me with pleading eyes.

"No, don't (Y/N) me, Quil." I hiss. "You knew I wanted to see him, to talk to him."

"I know, but not now. You were finally sleeping. You've been a wreck and I-"

"That's not your choice to make, Quil! You know I wanted to see him!" I begin to choke on tears.

"I know, I know. I just know it's better you have this conversation tomorrow. Trust me."

"Quil, I need to see him." I mutter through gritted teeth, tears flowing freely.

"You will. Just not now." He whispers, walking over to hold me on the couch. "He's hurt you too much to do this right now. It's better tomorrow."

"No, no I wanted to talk to him." I sob, losing control. I push him off and run towards the door.

Out of breath, I spin around looking for any possible direction that Jacob could've went in.

"(Y/N)!" Quil yells, running after me.

I grew dizzier as the spinning continued, realizing that Jacob was nowhere in sight. I felt as if I couldn't breathe, everything was closing in around me. The sounds of the night overwhelming my senses. I felt myself fall to the ground.

"Shhhh." He gently hushes, raking his fingers through my hair as he pulls me close.

"No, no, no." I sob, succumbing to Quil's warm, crushing grip.

"I'm so sorry. Please, please try to relax." Quil pleads.

I sobbed in his arms, trying to catch my breath.

Well until my vision began to fill with black dots, a ringing blaring through my ears.

Until the darkness completely took over my vision and I grew limp in Quil's arms.

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"Always Bella" - Jacob Black x Reader

Summary: Summary: Jacob x reader angst. Bella always comes first. I'm going to hurt your feelings so if you don't want that please don't read this.

Part One / Part Two / Part Three

Weeks.

It had been weeks since I had heard from my best friend Jacob. Our friendship had felt a bit different since Bella Swan had moved back to Forks, however he had never ignored me like this.

How did we go from spending every waking moment together to this?

No answers to my phone calls, texts, or knocks at his door.

I felt my face contort with pain as I think about all the laughs we shared, staying up in his garage until 3 am working on his rabbit, just the two of us. Embry and Quil stopping by to poke fun... until Bella came back to town.

Now it was us... and Bella. Or just him and Bella while I sat on my couch on our usual pizza nights.

Jacob and I progressively spent less time together one on one. I was watching my best friend follow this girl around like a lost puppy, willing to do anything for her, though she was not willing to do the same.

Jacob was like the sun, to anyone he blessed with his presence. Now, it seemed to be that he was Bella's sunshine, no longer able to warm my life. Though, she seemed to be a cloud of darkness that rained over his head daily; I couldn't understand why it was her.

Why not me?

It was always Bella.

Though, eventually Jake disappeared, too. He joined in with Sam, Paul, Embry, and Jared. Despite always making fun of them, he disappeared completely to hang out with them.

So when Bella Swan called me to see if I had heard from Jacob recently, I was both shocked and relieved to know that he abandoned her, too.

"Please, (Y/N)... We need to go see him." She begs through the phone. "What if he's not okay?"

The thought of Jacob not being okay was enough to send my stomach into the deepest pit of pain.

As much as he was killing me, I couldn't stand the thought of him in pain. The fact that he was being a dick to Bella too was comforting in some sick way.

"Alright." I mutter into the phone. "I'll see you when you get here."

I quickly hung the phone up and put my shoes on, awaiting the rumbles of Bella's old truck.

The shaking of my leg was interrupted momentarily as her truck pulled in front of my house. I stood up and made my way over to the orange, rusting vehicle.

"Hey." She murmured.

"Hi." I spoke softly, leaning my head against the window.

Bella wasn't stupid, she knew how I felt for Jacob.

She knew of the riff she caused between us.

She always looked at me with a sympathetic look, though I know she didn't truly care for how much it hurt.

Overall, it sucked for me. However, I cared more for how much she was hurting Jacob.

I knew as soon as Edward came back, she would once again put Jacob right back in his place. Back where he really belonged for Bella.

Jacob was a distraction, he was a place holder. He was just another person to pick up the pieces of Bella Swan. And she knew that. But to Jacob, she was everything.

It hurt to watch him pine so hard over someone who would never return that affection.

I felt his pain.

The abrupt stop and screeching of Bella's brakes was enough to pull me back down to reality. I looked out of the window to see the rain slide down, leaving trails of water behind.

That's when I saw him.

Jacob.

He easily grew a foot, his hair no longer long like I enjoyed. A tattoo on his now buff arm, steam radiating from his skin in the rain.

"What the fuck..." I mutter to myself.

The slamming shut of Bella's door shook me, bringing me back to reality once again. I struggled to find the door handle, trying to catch up to her walking over to Jacob. I quickly managed to get out of the truck, almost running to catch up.

"Bella go home. I don't want you here." He scolds, refusing to meet her gaze. I had to hold back a smile as I heard his words, as I didn't need to be openly appreciative of his coldness towards the girl.

"No, what happened to you?" She demands, walking closer to him.

"No. I don't want to see you." He huffs.

"Please, look at me." She pleads, pushing a hand onto his chest.

"Jake..." I whisper to myself, still trying to take everything in.

His eyes finally met hers and his face contorted to one of disappointment. Like he was waiting for something that would never come.

"Go home Bella." He says once again, shaking her off and pushing forward.

"Jacob, please." I whisper, my hand grazing his feverish arm.

"(Y/N)... please don't do this." He turns to look at me with a somber, sympathetic face.

"Do what?" I ask with a shaky voice, finally tearing my eyes from his entirely different physique to his chestnut brown eyes.

His face fell into one of tranquility, his clouded eyes in a complete daze as they stared into mine. The tenseness that was once in his body left, his shoulders and jaw falling slack. I suddenly felt a strong pull to Jacob, one stronger than before, somehow. Looking into Jake's eyes felt like most intense peace I have ever felt.

"Jacob?" Bella's wavering voice chimed.

Jacob's gaze finally left mine, turning to Bella disappointedly.

"I can't believe this..." He murmurs.

"Believe what? What just happened Jacob?" I ask, a pit forming in my stomach once again.

"It wasn't supposed to be like this." He huffs, turning back to me sympathetically. "I'm sorry, (Y/N). I can't do this. I don't want to see you ever again."

His words cut like knives, I felt the world around me spin, all the air left my body.

"What?" I whisper as tears prick my eyes.

"Jacob, what happened to you?" Bella asks, anger framing her face.

"Why don't you ask those filthy bloodsuckers you love so much?" He spits, before turning back to me, shaking his head in disappointment.

Bella was taken aback, as was I.

What does that even mean? Filthy bloodsuckers?

"Goodbye, don't come back again." He warns.

And just like that, he ran off into the woods to meet up with Embry, Sam, Paul, and Jared.

Leaving me confused, hurt, and stuck in the rain with Bella Swan.

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Might do a part two, what do you think?

i found some time after finishing some assignments I had to do. I hope you enjoy and I should get part two up soon.

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"Always Bella IV" - Jacob Black x Reader

Summary: Part IV to “Always Bella” Read Part One / Part Two / Part Three / Part IV

I woke up to the soft snores of Quil on the couch next to me. His heat radiating off his body, almost lulling me back into a slumber.

Almost.

"Quil." I whisper. "Quil."

"Mhmmmmm." He groans, gripping his pillow harder.

I purse my lips, sighing before sitting up.

Jacob.

The overwhelming memories of last night replayed through my brain. I felt a chill run up my spine, followed by immediate displeasure.

Why didn't Quil let him see me? He knew how I felt.

But why couldn't I speak? Why couldn't I get up?

Why couldn't I say anything to Jacob?

I swung my legs off the couch quietly, grabbing Quil's slippers and stumbling out the front door. I look back to still see Quil fast asleep on the couch, his chest rising and falling with every slow breath.

I let out a sigh, quietly shutting the front door. I look at my car, weighing out my options.

Car is quicker, though much louder. Walking won't wake up Quil but it'll take a half an hour as opposed to the five minute drive. Oh the options.

Pursing my lips as I look between the car and the road for what seemed like a million times.

Walking.

Before I knew it, I was already at Billy's front door.

I went to knock, but my cold knuckles hesitated. I inhale sharply, slowly knocking on the door.

I heard some movement behind the door, to be met with Billy.

"Hi Billy, I know it's early but I really need to-" I noticed his eyes were bloodshot and filled to the brim with tears, his cheeks flushed with a red hue I had not seen in years.

Not since Sarah.

"Are you okay? What's wrong?" I whisper, looking into his defeated eyes.

"(Y/N), he's gone." His voice croaked.

My blood went cold, suddenly my ears were ringing. I felt the world around me freeze.

"What?" I choke, almost gasping for air.

"He's gone. Jacob's gone. Sam is looking for him, but- but he's gone." His voice breaks. "All I have left is gone. I need my son." He buried his face in his hands.

I hung onto every word that Billy said, praying to a God I didn't believe in that they weren't true.

"Sam? Billy we need to call the police. What can Sam do?" I panic.

Billy turns to me, giving me a confused look. His eyebrow raises, when suddenly the once puzzled look turns into one of realization.

"You don't know." He mutters under his breath, his eyes widening as they stare into mine.

"What? What don't I know?"

"Read this first." He pulls an envelope off the table, handing it to me.

(Y/N).

I read my name, admiring Jacob's handwriting. Terrified to open it.

I look at Billy's tearful eyes before he nods towards the chair beside me.

I sit down, taking a deep breath; trying to build the courage to open this letter. I look up to see Billy watching me with sad eyes, I assume to see if I have more information in my letter about Jacob's potential whereabouts.

Dear (Y/N),

I'm sorry. I just, I can't be here anymore. It's all too... complicated.

Everything hurts. It's all too much. I've become something I don't want to be. I don't want this, but there's no escape.

I had to leave. I'm sorry.

I'm sorry I've been treating you like shit. I just can't explain it.

I don't want you involved in this life.

But you are, unfortunately.

Though, I left. I don't want to be around you. Everything changed. If I stay, you're roped in far deeper than you would ever need to be.

I'm sorry (Y/N). I am.

I miss you, I do.

I just, I can't be there anymore. Not for my own sake, but mostly for your sake.

I'm sorry, I just don't want this.

I won't see you for a while, if ever again.

I wanted a choice. I want you to have a choice. I want us to have a say in our lives.

I love you.

Jacob Black

I sat there in disbelief. I felt all the air leave my lungs.

It was as if the world around me was no longer real. I could no longer hear properly, everything is muffled.

I closed the letter, looking up from my lap to meet eyes with Billy.

"I-I" I choke on my words. "I don't know where he went."

Billy sighs, as a hand is placed on his shoulder. I follow the hand, seeing Sam standing next to Billy.

"No luck, but we'll keep looking. I have Paul and Embry out looking right now." Sam gives Billy's shoulder a slight squeeze as he makes direct eye contact with me.

"Paul and Embry? Why not the police? How are they supposed to find Jacob? He's gone." I croak.

"I know he left before explaining, but you're entitled to know." Sam says sternly.

"Know about what? God, I'm so sick of not being in the loop while Bella Swan gets to know everything!" I yell, the anger burning within me.

"She's not supposed to know."

"Well she does. And I still do not." I scoff, tears falling from my eyes.

"Quil's waiting for you outside, I suggest you go meet him out there for now." Sam instructs.

I shake my head, looking at the man in disbelief. Who was he to tell me what to do.

But I couldn't be bothered. I quickly got up, bumping into Sam purposefully before walking outside to Quil.

His eyes portrayed a sadness that reflected my own as he stood against the hood of my car.

I walked over slowly, dragging my feet against the Earth.

I stopped in front of him, I took a deep breath.

"He's gone." I choke. "Quil, Jacob's gone." I feel my knees about to give out from under me. I walk into his large frame, burying my head into his chest.

"I know, love. I know." He coos, opening his arms to pull me into a hug.

I felt my tears fall onto his shirt as I melted into his touch.

Quil, the only person to make me feel like things could maybe be okay.

The only person left who can bring me back to Earth.

"Quil, what is going on?" I pull back, looking sternly into his eyes.

"(Y/N)-" He hesitates.

"No, I deserve to know. Because apparently it involves me a lot more than I was led to believe."

I pull the letter from my jacket pocket, holding it up to Quil. "So tell me now. Or I'm going to Embry." I let out the breath of air that was stuck in my lungs. "But you know I would rather hear it from you.

"Can I read it?" He pleads, nodding towards my letter.

"After you tell me exactly what is going on, Quil." I pull the letter behind me, looking up at him. "I deserve to know. I need to know why it hurts so bad." I look down at my feet. "Why does it hurt so bad?" I look up at his chocolate brown eyes, pleading with my own.

"Get in the car, we're going to our spot." He advises, looking back between me and the car before walking over to the driver's side.

I look at him, standing still. Trying to walk, despite my legs feeling like cement.

His eyes met mine, him motioning for me to get into the car.

And so I did.

I walked to the passenger side, silently opening the door and climbing in, taking a deep breath.

My mind raced with every thought imaginable.

Did Jacob come to say goodbye last night?

Could I have made him stay?

Was there something I did? Is there something I could do?

A sense of dread washed over me as I explored every possibility in my mind.

"Relax." Quil whispers, grabbing my hand and squeezing it lightly.

I look over to him, wondering how he always knows where my mind goes.

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Read here: Part One / Part Two / Part Three / Part IV

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