Chapter 1
Here, I thought I was safe. This wasn't Washington D.C., my last residence. Maybe this is all a dream, and when I wake up, my mom will be alive; I won't be pregnant; and out of this cruddy town. Not that it showed. Billy Black, old family friend was letting me stay at the reservation. Well, I walked my bike, yes a Harley, I hadn't enough cash to get a one-way ticket. A large duffel bag containing all my possessions, excluding the Harley was at my side. I saw a kid around my age pull up on a cruddy motorcycle.
"I'm Jacob."
"Hey Jake. Where's that old man of yours?"
"At the house. Your bike out of gas or something?"
"No."
"Let's see how good you ride, um…"
"Alright, and my name's Bella, by the way."
I threw a leg over the bike and hit the gas. Then I hit a rock, flipping me. Finally, when I landed, I was upright and I was continuing down the path, this time in front of Jacob. He peered at me with a sense of awe.
I smiled triumphantly and pulled down the driveway, only to see Billy talking to my father. I never knew him well, and I hated the man.
"Bells!"
"Hey Charlie." I said, not very enthusiastic.
"Here's some cash to get you by."
"Thanks." I went inside, hoping to sit down, just once.
Billy followed. "Jacob will show you your room. I'll give you the grand tour." He winked. He showed me around, then tossed me over to Jacob, who pulled me along. I was only half-listening. The other half of the time was spent admiring him. Yes, I'll admit it. I had a huge crush on Jacob. Jacob walked in one door to the left. Or right…um…I seen a picture of a girl, much older, hugging him and laughing.
"Your girlfriend?"
"No. A sister type of…I guess. Her name's Leah."
"Aaah."
"We must have been drunk." He joked. "I can't stand her and she can't stand me."
I smiled. He looked at me, then smiled. He collapsed. "Jacob!"
"Oh GOD JACOB!" Billy rushed over with his wheelchair, I was already by his side and felt Billy's hand resting on my shoulder.