You were Bella's twin, and you had grown up in forks with your dad, and with Billy Black being your dad's best friend, that meant you grew up being close with Jacob.

As you grew up, your dad noticed you was quite different to kids your age. He noticed you got overwhelmed easily, you had aversions to certain foods, certain fabrics of clothes. You planned everything to a fine print, if it didn't gow how it was planned you basically shut down, and you sometimes struggled with emotions.

Eventually, he came to the conclusion that you may autistic, and after a while you had been diagnosed, as a low needs, high functioning autistic.

Despite that, you and Jacob were still close as ever, and he figured out ways to help you if you got overwhelmed.

After he shifted for the first time, Sam told him to cut contact with you and Bella. But Bella, being as stubborn as she was she dragged you down to the reservation with her to find out what the hell Jacob's problem was. That was when Jacob imprinted on you.

Now you and Jacob were inseparable, more than when you were kids.

Currently the two of you were at La Push, the reservation's beach, sat on a picnic blanket, with you sat between Jacob's legs, his arms wrapped round you, and his chin resting atop your head.

"You feeling okay?" He asked after a moment of silence. He had noticed you was quiet, but that was likely because you was taking in how quiet the beach was.