Valentine's Day: Jake and Bella style

Warning: This story sort of pokes fun at gays, but it's nothing personal, so don't be offended if you are okay? I myself am okay with gays…but the La Push people aren't, so don't be mad! Grrrr…trying not to offend anyone is hard

This takes place during the time after Edward leaves Bella, and Jacob is there waiting to make her love him…how will things work out? READ IT 'BECAUSE I'M NOT GONNA TELL!

I opened my eyes and found a smooth black rock with a note attached to it on my night stand. I picked it up and flicked on my bedroom light. It was a letter, from Jacob Black. I smiled as I read his big rough handwriting:

Hey Bella,

Um…well, today's Valentine's Day. I got you a gift, but you're going to have to come down to La Push if you want to get it from me. Yeah, I could have brought it to you this morning and left it in your room, but instead I left this note. It's fun to make you come to me, so hurry up and get dressed, because I'm waiting for you at the beach.

Counting the minutes that turn into hours that seem to turn into days that seem to turn into years…

I know I have a lot of time to kill seeing as I'm a werewolf, but killing time alone is the worst kind of past time, so hurry up Bella!

Jacob

I wondered where my Greek god was. I know I should have stopped myself when I started thinking of him, but today is Valentine's Day, and I've got nobody other then Jake to spend it with. I like Jake just fine, but I know in my heart of hearts that we will always just be friends and nothing more.

I am not feeling very happy of in live today. I feel like making a fashion statement to the world. Instead of dressing in the cliché red, pink, and white for Valentine's Day I picked out one of my very rare all black outfits.

I pulled on my tight black tee that read 'Heart Breaker' in glittering red letters across the front, and my one and only black, frilly, mini-skirt. I plucked my black and red head band out of my hair accessories drawer. I

'd gotten these highly uncharacteristic articles of clothing from old family friends that didn't really know me back in Phoenix. I pulled on my knee high, thin, tight-like socks, and put on my glittery black flats. I picked up my small black purse and threw my pink lip gloss, my keys, and my hardly used cell phone, and trotted down the stairs.

"Um…hey Bells. Happy Valentine's day sweetie," said Charlie sounding more confused than usual. "It is Valentine's day, isn't it?"

I rolled my eyes and replied, "Yep, Dad. It is the most lovey dovey holiday on earth today? How are you going to spend it?"

Charlie picked up his empty cereal bowl and placed it in the sink. "I should be asking you the same question. Where are you going dressed up like that?" asked Charlie when he noticed how short my skirt was.

"I'm just going to visit Jake in La Push. He invited me down, and I've got nothing else to do but sit around and read and sleep," I said with a shrug.

Charlie relaxed when I said Jake's name. I guess he can't seem to picture me and Jake actually being serious together.

This is good, because we will never be anything serious. I am a tiny bit angered by the small possibility that Charlie could have possibly thought that I would ever go out with any other guy dressed like this.

Then again, Jake is a guy. Maybe I should have changed; I didn't want to encourage him.

"Well, I've actually got to be getting to work now. Have fun with Jake in La Push today, "said Charlie half way to the door.

I quickly grabbed some toast and ran out to my old red truck. It rumbled to life in its awkward way, and I drove to La Push as fast as my ancient truck could go.

When I pulled up to the Black's residence Jacob was sitting on the front steps waiting with something behind his back. As soon as I stepped out of my truck he scooped me up into a big, Jacob sized, bone crusher hug.

"I'm happy to see you too Jacob! Now, I can't breathe so let go," I squeaked.

He released me and apologized, "I'm sorry Bella. Um, Happy Valentine's Day! I know it's corny but I got you this."

I lifted the bow quickly, and when I finished opening it I couldn't believe it. Well, more or less I didn't understand it.

There was a piece of bark from a dying tree that had me and Jake's initials carved on it. There were candy chocolate hearts and a card that simply said 'Love Jacob'.

I smiled up at him and wrapped him in a hugged. I could feel him pressing himself to me harder than necessary.

His skin burned against mine, but I couldn't seem to pull myself away. He wasn't restraining me, so I don't know why I didn't end the hug right then and there, but some unseen force pulled me towards Jake.

His breathe was slow and even, and I could smell his woodsy scent. It curled up into my nose and my feelings towards our strictly friends only relationship went right out of my mind's window and into the trash heap below.

When Jake pulled away I noticed Paul and Embry watching and laughing in the window. I blushed deeply with embarrassment.

When they came bounding out of the house shouting things like, "Hello little love birds!" and "Oh! They look so cute together, don't they?" and even, "I think I hear wedding bells! That's great for you guys!" my blush only intensified. Jacob stepped in front of me in a very protective manner and said, "And where are your valentines? It's not so much fun being all alone on Valentine's Day is it?"

Embry and Paul stopped dead in their mocking when Jake said that. Paul growled, and Embry just looked at his bare feet.

Jake smiled to himself and asked, "Or are you two gay lovers spending Valentine's Day mocking all of the straight couples?"

The growl building in Paul's chest grew louder, and he began to tremble. Embry stepped in front of him and pulled Paul back towards the house.

Jake yelled as they retreated; "Now you guys leave the normal couples alone. Don't be jealous just because society accepts them and not your kind!"

Embry shut the door with an unnecessarily loud thud. I looked Jake in the eyes and raised an eyebrow. He raised one of his back at me, which sent us into a wild fit of laughter.

Jake has a very cheery, infectious, loud laugh, and this made me feel even better. When he's happy, I am happy.

He's my very best friend, but I'm still not a hundred percent sure that we could ever truly be something more like what Jake dreams of. After I had nearly fallen on the ground from laughing, my ribs hurt really badly. Maybe that's what I get for laughing at Jake's cruel joke.

Jake took my hand and silently led me to the garage. When he flicked on the light, I saw the old rabbit sitting there collecting dust, and our motorcycles, in the corner.

It looked like Jake had given them a brand new paint job.

They looked bright and beautiful. My red motorcycle was still red, but now it had a few eye catching details. There was a dark brown russet wolf head painted on howling at the moon. I looked over at Jake's bike, and it was done up the same way. The only difference was that his bike was a glittery black color. Jake brought me to the other side to get a better look at the bikes. On that side that phrase 'Wolf Riders' was in white cursive letters. My heart jumped once, and then I smiled at Jake.

"They are gorgeous. Thanks Jake, you are the best, you know that right?" I said into his neck as I hugged him.

I felt him draw his self in closer. He just murmured, "I know."

This time the hug lasted much longer than the one out in front of the house had. I could feel his hot breathe of my back as his large hands ran up and down my back. We started to, sort of, sway from side to side (no matter how weird that may seem).

Again I smelled his nature woodsy scent. I pulled back and my fingers traced the lines of his face. I noticed that my little friend had grown up right in front of my eyes and I had missed it.

I'd been there, but hadn't truly been paying attention. The lines of his face were more defined and less soft like that of the younger Jacob Black.

Jake wasn't a boy any more. He was a man. Overnight he'd aged about six years.

Right now I was with a handsome, strong, funny man. It didn't matter that in his spare time he played with wolves and occasionally became one himself. At that moment he was all man; all mine.

I whispered, "Jacob Black."

Jake leaned down so that our noses touched. Mine felt like ice compared to his. He whispered, "Isabella Swan."

I had a feeling that I knew what would come next. I also knew I should have pulled back, but there was still some unseen force willing me to stay put pressed to Jake.

At that moment my heart hammered, my brain had shut down, and I was acting purely on impulses. Then Jake kissed me, long, soft, and carefully.

If felt like he was waiting for me to pull back and run. When we stopped to breathe I felt like I was turning red with excitement.

He opened his mouth to start speaking, but I pulled him back towards me. Words would only ruin the moment, so I stopped him by kissing him.

We stumbled together until my back was pressed to the rabbit. It was just like a scene from one of those corny horny teen movies that I hate so much.

Jake's hands drifted down my back, to my hips, and ended up resting on my butt. Normally this was going way beyond my physical boundaries rules with Jake, but that didn't matter. Everything felt so good, so fulfilling, and so right all at the same time.

My grip around his hot neck tightened, and I let out of moan of pleasure. I felt Jake's soft and intensely warm lips curve into a smile, but he never pulled back from me.

I felt us move together as we grabbed at each other hungrily. I wanted to be closer to Jake, but my subconscious drew a line at the region known to some teens as 'Home base'.

I could never go all the way with Jake. Not even if it were my birthday, I was drunk, and he was looking extra boylicious that day.

Jake pulled back an inch and whispered in my ear, "Why are we doing this, and why now?"

I looked at him and smiled. "Because, it's Valentine's day. Nobody every wants to be alone on this of all days, and you were really appealing to me today for some reason," I whispered back.

"Is that all it took? I wish I could have started looking appealing months ago," Jake replied before kissing me again and feeling around under my shirt.

My hands wildly explored places underneath Jacob's shirt. Then I got tired of wriggling my hands around under there, so I just pulled his white t-shirt over his head. Then Jake was shirtless, and tightly pressed against me. I closed my eyes and breathed in his aroma as he gently but passionately kissed my neck. I pulled him even closer and breathed out.

"My Bella," he whispered into my neck, and sent shivers of pleasure through me.

"My Jacob," I whispered back, returning the favor.

Then just as my hands were starting to drift down to Jake's pants region he grabbed my wrists and pulled my hands together in front of my face.

I blushed and said, "I'm sorry Jake. I guess it was too soon for that kind of thing!"

He started at me with his gorgeous, smoldering, brown eyes that seemed to be filled with passion, lust, and every other emotion that could connected to the word 'love'.

"No Bella. It's not that. I thought I heard Embry and Paul creeping around the garage door, and I didn't want them catching us doing, having, like, well you know what I mean right?" Jake said struggling to find the right words.

I reached out and brought Jake's nose to mine and whispered, "I don't care what they think."

I tried to bring my lips to Jake's but he pushed me away and with lightening speed picked his shirt up off the floor, and pulled it on. I just stood there in a bit of a daze and waited for him to tell me what he was rushing to do.

Jake hopped up on the car so he was sitting next to me playing with my hair.

He pecked me on the cheek and said, "Tell me about your week Bella."

I shrugged and told him about work, how Charlie was, and how school was for me.

In the middle of telling Jake about Lauren's temper tantrum in the middle of lunch because some guy broke up with her, Embry kicked the door in and screamed, "Gotcha!"

Paul strolled through next and laughed at Embry. "Emily and Sam are here. They're looking for you Jakey darling!" said Paul fluttering his eye lashes and gave Jake a cheesy smile.

Jake grinned and said, "You know Paul, if you keep that up people will really start to believe the rumors about you being a homosexual!"

Paul growled and lunged at Jake fiercely. Once again Embry had to step in front of Paul to hold him back from ripping up Jake.

Jake took me by the hand, past Embry and Paul, and into the house toward the living room.

Emily and Sam were talking about maybe visiting a restaurant in Seattle for a special evening. They seemed to be so deeply in love, that just seeing the way they looked at each other made me feel nervous and like I shouldn't be there interrupting.

Emily stood up and hugged me, while Sam turned his head and frowned at the light blue wall.

"Hello Bella dear! It's so nice to see you today! Hey Jacob, you been spending time with Bella?" said Emily smiling at us warmly.

"Hi Emily," I whispered as Jake laughed at my shyness.

Suddenly my cell phone buzzed. It said I had an urgent text message from someone unknown. Then the phone rang in the kitchen.

Jake hopped up to answer it. When he returned he looked broken.

"That was Charlie. He wants you to come home, now. He wouldn't say why exactly," Jake reported with a heavy sigh.

I said my good-bye to everyone. I felt relieved to be out in the fresh night air.

Jake walked me out to my car. Suddenly he spun me around, pressed me to the car door, and kissed me roughly.

"Good night Bella," Jake said as he brushed a stray hair out of my face.

I hugged him hard, but not very long before pulling away to climb into my old red truck.

When I got back home I ran straight past an anxious looking Charlie and into my dark little room. My cell phone buzzed and jingled again.

This time I flipped it open and saw that I had a missed text message. I clicked 'read' and this is what popped up:

Bella,

I'm missing you terribly. Especially today, when everyone else is cuddling up with their own special someone.

I never should have pushed you away; I was a fool to let you go like that. I hope your day was better spent then mine. Did you go out?

So many young men had their eyes on you, which one did you pick? Maybe I shouldn't have sent you this today, but a picture of your beautiful face kept running through my mind, so I had to say hello. Hello Isabella Swan.

-EC

My heart dropped. I knew who EC was; my ex-boyfriend/love and light of my dull life.

I could also tell by the way he'd typed it. Nobody would ever actually spell out all of those words in a text. They'd be lazy, and just abbreviate stuff. Edward was too good for that, and it probably helped to be able to type at Vampire speed.

Suddenly Charlie trudged into the room grasping a bouquet of pink and red flowers, a heart shaped box of chocolates, and I red card with a hand draw heart on the front.

"These are from some guy. Some delivery service dropped them off earlier," sighed Charlie setting them down on my bed.

I flipped open the card and it said, "Missing you", and on the bottom was Edward's neat and perfect signature.

I wanted to cry so hard, so I did. Charlie snuck out of the room not wanting to be drowned in my salty tears.

I'd been making out with Edward's arch enemy, my best friend not more than an hour and a half ago. I felt guilty and over whelmed with shame.

I guess I must have fallen asleep and been dreaming, because I could have sworn that Edward was holding me to his chest and trying to sooth me. Guilty little me; I didn't even deserve to be dreaming about him right now, but he didn't leave.

Love is blind, and ever changing. Love is unexplainable, and spontaneous. It is better to have lived and loved, then to never have lived at all, right?

What do you all think? This was my VERY first fanfic…so please review. Don't be kind if that's the kind of person you are. Be BRUTAL and VISCIOUS…unless I know you in real life 'cause then I'll have to hunt you down…no I'm kidding…or am I? Nobody knows! Mwhahahahaha Thanks for taking the time to read my crappy story!

Always 3,

Edward's Lady