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Drenched in the favor of our Lord, we humbly present an ALL NEW CULLEN THE KETTLE BLACK!

The Function to Breathe - Edward/Jacob - Chapter Eighteen

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Title: The Function to Breathe, Chapter Eighteen
Fandom/Pairing: Twilight, Edward/Jacob, Slash
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 3499
Genre: A little bit of everything - romance, humor, angst. The usual.
Disclaimer: Nothing about Twilight belongs to me what-so-ever. Meyer can keep it.
Warnings: um. TORTURE, IF YOU ARE SQUEAMISH YOU SHOULD SKIP PART OF THIS FIC because... yeahhh.
Summary: Yet another imprinting fic. Jacob imprints on Edward and flees, intent on free-will, but he isn't going to survive without contact. Edward has to find him to save his life - but Jacob isn't going to make it that easy. Neither are the new players, who are going to set into motion a series of events that might make everything fall apart. Set during Eclipse, before the truce between sides.
Notes: I apologize to anyone who finds parts of this fic squeamish, first of all. Secondly, I can't stop writing, it is an uncontrollable impulse. Big thanks to all the people who commented on the last chapter!

Chapter One.
Chapter Two.
Chapter Three.
Chapter Four.
Chapter Five.
Chapter Six.
Chapter Seven.
Chapter Eight.
Chapter Nine.
Chapter Ten.
Chapter Eleven.
Chapter Twelve.
Chapter Thirteen.
Chapter Fourteen.
Chapter Fifteen.
Chapter Sixteen.
Chapter Seventeen.
Chapter Eighteen - New.

Preview:
“It’s nothing,” she said, wiping at her eyes with her free hand. “It’s just – damnit, Jake. What happened to us? I know I was awful to you, I know that, and I know you have this thing with Edward now.”

“Had. I had a thing with Edward.” There was no use lying to her about it. Or denying that she sort of had been awful, but he understood why. He had sort of been there, only he hadn’t made the effort she had to keep their friendship going.