I sat in my cushy seat in flight 106 to Port Angeles. My iPod blared in my ears my favorite song Ignorance by Paramore. I was trying to drown out the screaming of the baby two rows behind me. It wasn't working.
My name is Sophie. I have had a pretty messed up life for as long as I can remember. At the age of five a janitor at my school had assaulted me so now I hardly trusted guys, at age seven my dad left my mom, sister and I and we haven't heard from him since and when I was thirteen my mom died of cancer.
I was now 16 and a half and I was on my way to La Push, Washington. I was going to live with my practically brother Sam Uley. Sam had been in the hospital the day I was born, and he was the only one who knew about the assault.
My sister had decided to send me there to "trace back to our family roots." I didn't mind that she was basically kicking me out. Katrina was married now and didn't want to deal with an angsty teen. Still, I missed her.
I closed my eyes and began to have those awful flashbacks. There was now way I was ever getting rid of them.
~11 years ago~
I skipped down the cafeteria hall, feeling young and powerful. I was going to join my friends out on the playground after my quick bathroom break. The old man came close behind me.
"Hey sweetie, you look a little lost, can I help you?" He stared down at me with grandfatherly eyes.
"Yes please! I wanna go to the playground!" My little voice rang.
He took my hand and led me down the back of a hallway in the school to a tiny janitor's closet.
"What's in here?" I asked, confused that I wasn't going to the playground.
"I have something in here that I want to give to you." He said smiling down at me.
"Presents, yay!" I cheered.
He pulled me inside the closet then turned to face me.
"You're very pretty little girl." He said kindly.
"My mommy says I am too!" I was excited for this present.
He chuckled then picked me up. I was starting to feel a little scared. He kissed my neck. He put his hands down on my butt and squeezed. I didn't like this. It was very uncomfortable because not even my dad did that. He then sat me down, reached his hand up my shirt and felt at my non-existent chest. With his other hand, he un-did the button on my skirt and stuck his hand down my underpants. His fingers were cold. I cried.
~End of flashback~
I woke with a small gasp. I had never had a dream that vivid. I glanced down at my body, relieved to see that his hands weren't there anymore.
"Ladies and Gentleman, we are prepared to land in Port Angeles. Please fasten your seatbelts at this time." A woman's commercial voice said over the intercom.
I reluctantly put my iPod in my purse and rested my head against the back of my seat. It seemed only a few short minutes later that the plane hit the rocky ground. I peeked outside and it was raining. Of course.
I filed out of the plane and headed through the little walkway to the main airport. I carried my only two carry on items- my purse and sweatshirt. I reached down inside my purse and felt around for the little stuffed wolf my sister had given me before I left. It comforted me.
I followed the crowd out to the main gate where I saw Sam and Emily waiting for me.
"Soph! Good to see you kid!" Sam yelled.
I ran over to him and he swept me up in a bear hug. I was surprised that I didn't hear any bones snap.
"Its wonderful to see you Sophie." Emily said in her kind voice, smiling at me.
I just nodded and did my best to return the smile. I was still shaken up about the dream.
"You're a little pale Sophie. That must be your dad." Sam noticed.
I was neither pale nor tan. I was somewhere in the middle. I browned up nice in the summer from sports and in the winter I was only slightly pale. I had extremely dark brown hair that almost looked black that touched the middle of my back and I had as my mom called them "Startling purple eyes."
I followed Sam and Em to baggage claim where we collected my two suitcases that were poorly stocked with winter clothes. I didn't own many. I suddenly remembered that my sister had given me a credit card to use for this very reason. Maybe I could ask Emily to take me shopping.
The rain had reduced to a drizzle. It almost made me feel safe though, the clouds seemed to shield me from the harm of the real world. I rested my head against Emily's shoulder since she had always been like another sister to me. She didn't seem to mind.
Sam turned up a rocky, dirty road to a beautiful rustic wood house. It had a certain charm that allured me. It may not be nice to anyone else, but I loved it.
I took a deep breath of the slightly humid air. It calmed me. Sam popped the trunk and helped me carry my suitcases up to my new bedroom.
It was a simple room. I supposed they wanted me to decorate it by my tastes. There was a good-sized day bed on one wall, an ivory dresser on the next and a desk against the window. The closet was on the far wall. It wasn't huge which suited me just fine.
On the desk I noticed a picture of Sam and I when I was six and he was nine. The frame was a smooth wood with wolves carved into it. I smiled a little at the memories that seemed to flood me.
"The shower is across the hall from your room and the laundry room is next to it." Sam informed me with a smile. He was obviously pleased that I was here.
"Thanks Sam. I'm gonna unpack." I said, returning the smile. I was actually happy. I only realized at that moment I hadn't truly been happy in a long time.
I grabbed my shampoo, conditioner and soap and headed for the bathroom. The pomegranate smell immediately made me feel more at home. I toweled off and slipped into sleeping shorts and a t-shirt. I sat on my bed and picked my cell phone up. I dialed my sister.
"Hello?" Kat's voice seemed so close.
I breathed. "Hey Kat. How are ya?"
"Hey boo! How was the flight? How are Sam and Emily?" She rambled.
"The flight was okay. Sam and Em are fine, how about you?" I answered with a small smile.
"I'm great! Are you nervous about school Monday?" She pressed.
"No, school should be fine. It's going to be weird not wearing a uniform." I said. It was going to be weird.
"You'll be fine! You were always complaining about wearing it so you can finally wear your sweatpants to school." Kat laughed.
"Look Kat, I should go. It's getting kind of late."
"Okay sweets, I'll talk to you later okay? I love you!" She sang.
I laughed. "Love you too sis."
I heard the phone on the other end shut off. I pressed the 'end' button and tossed my phone on a pillow that lay on the floor.
I decided I didn't want to go to sleep anymore. I went downstairs to find Sam or Emily.
"Hey Em, where's Sam?" I asked, noticing he wasn't there anymore.
"Oh he's um… out." She darted her eyes back and forth. I knew she was lying.
"Oh well, do you mind if I go to the beach?" I asked.
She smiled. "Go ahead. I'll leave the door unlocked."
"Thanks Em!" I called as I rushed out the door, eager to go somewhere where I could think.
I decided to run to the beach. I loved running it was a way to get all of my emotions out at once.
Once my legs hit the rocky sand of the beach I stopped. I listened to the waves smashing against the rocks and felt calm. I took my shoes off and took small strides where the tide broke. The water was freezing.
As I walked, I heard some noises behind me. I had always had superb hearing, but when I turned my head I saw nothing. I shrugged it off. The winds whispered in my ears and slid up the back of my shirt. I closed my eyes.
After about an hour, I decided I should go to bed. This time instead of running, I walked. Bad idea. The wind was whooshing around me in an unnatural way. It was the sound something made when being waved through the air. I began to pick up my pace a little but I became scared.
There was something- someone ahead of me. I squinted my eyes, trying to make out the figure but I was unsuccessful. With the blink of an eye, the person was closer. I stopped dead in my tracks. I hadn't been walking fast enough to see the person crystal clear. My stomach flipped.
The person was beautiful. He had long black hair and a flawless face. He wore only a jacket over his naked torso and a pair of dirty jeans. He had a creepy smile etched onto his face. But there were two reasons I really couldn't look away. He was stark white, paler than humanly normal. He had blood red eyes.
"Hello." He said in a quiet smooth voice.
I tensed. Something wasn't right about this guy. "Hi." I said suspiciously. My fists were balled up at my sides, my nails digging into my flesh.
He took a step towards me. I couldn't move. It was like he was putting a spell on me that kept me there. Very soon, his face was within inches of mine. I screamed, but not loud enough.
"Shh.. Don't be afraid. I promise you won't hurt." He soothed. I didn't believe him.
He brushed my hair back from my neck. Goosebumps rose on me and not in a good way. He leaned in, and pressed his lips against my neck. I began having flashbacks again. I wanted to kill him.
A loud crack caused him to step away from me. I was petrified. What the HELL was going on? I couldn't move still.
Something emerged from the bushes. It was huge. Bigger than me and it had four legs. The thing was blacker than the night and had its lip curled over its teeth. I swear it was a wolf.
More and more of the wolves followed behind the black one. A beautiful russet brown one caught my attention. They all seemed to be eyeing the same thing: The creepy guy. I was knocked on the head and everything went black.
I woke up at 3 a.m. I was back in my own bed in my room. Was it a dream? I thought. I looked at my clothes and they were the same ones I remember wearing to the beach- only they were covered in sand and dirt.
Did someone find me? What about that guy and those monstrous wolves? I flung myself out of bed and tiptoed to the top of the stairs. I could here Sam talking.
"…Filthy thing almost had her. Had its lips at her neck! If we had been any later then she would be.." Sam's voice trailed off.
"I should never have let her go. I should have made sure she stood here, safe." Emily's voice shook.
"Its not your fault, Emily. Leeches don't come here- AT ALL. Which is why the rest of the pack and I are so worried. I'm glad he knocked her out though. She shouldn't ever have to see that."
I felt at the top of my head. It was tender so I was betting there was a bruise there. What shouldn't I have seen? Why did Sam know about the strange man? What did he mean by "if we had been any later?" He wasn't even there!
One thing I knew for sure though: Something creepy was happening in La Push.
I woke up late the next morning- or afternoon according to my clock. There was one thing I knew I had to do. I needed to go back to the beach for some answers.
I yawned and followed the scent of food to the kitchen. Emily was standing over the stove, frying up a HUGE batch of eggs.
"Morning sleepyhead!" She said, without turning her back.
"Hey Em! It smells great, I'm starving!" I licked my lips in anticipation.
Emily laughed and continued cooking the eggs. When she finished, she slid them onto a gianormous plate.
"Whoa, that's not seriously for you and me is it?" I asked in astonishment.
She grinned again. "No, it's not just for us. Sam is bringing by some friends in a few and they're ALWAYS hungry. Boys, you know?" She finished with a laugh.
I stared longingly at the eggs but I soon figured out that I didn't have to wait long. A gang of boys came tearing into the small kitchen. Each one of them was shirtless, had short-cropped black hair and some serious muscles. Sam followed in behind them.
"Hey! You're the one we've been hearing about from Sam! I'm Quil by the way." The boy called Quil said.
"Hi, I'm Sophie." I grinned sheepishly.
One of the boys was staring at me. He had rich russet brown skin and dark intense pools for eyes. His muscles were bigger than most of the other boys, though not by much. They were all BIG.
"I'm Jacob." The boy said in a husky voice. I don't know why, but I felt a blush creeping up on my cheeks.
The other boys began to snicker. I was confused.
"Didn't think you'd fine one after Bella, did you Jake?" One of the boys giggled.
"Embry, why don't you can it?" Jacob snapped, his fists clenched.
Sam laughed along with the others. I was feeling out of place. I got up, put my plate in the sink and retreated to my room. I shut the door as quietly as I could so I could eavesdrop.
"You idiots! You scared her off before I could even talk to her!" Jacob yelled.
"Oh chill out Jake, you can still talk to her. She's going to school tomorrow!" Another boy said.
"No I can't Paul, thanks to you!"
I was blushing hard at these comments. I decided to go for another walk.
"Em, Sam! I'm gonna go for a walk, be back soon!" I called.
"Don't be gone too long Soph!" Sam called back.
I shut the door behind me and took off for another destination: the woods.
What was it with me wanting to be alone in secluded areas? Maybe I thought I could think a little better with no one else around. Maybe I was hoping to see that guy and those wolves again, finally get some answers. I didn't have to wait long. As soon as I was out of sight from the highway, something flung me through the air and I slammed against a tree.
"You're not getting away from me this time girl." That same smooth voice said, now sounding vicious. I screamed, but I remembered I was all alone. He grabbed my arm and snapped it backward. I howled. This pain was more than I could handle. He aimed a fist at my stomach and punched. My ribs felt like they were being shattered. I kept screaming though.
~Jacob's POV~
We all froze when we heard the gut wrenching screams. We all seemed to know who it was. Sophie. The girl who was now my life was in pain. In danger.
I sprung up from my seat, knocking the table over in the process. Everyone else followed. Sam had already transformed. Sophie was practically his sister and he was VERY protective of her. Last night, none of us had ever seen him so angry when he saw that leech about to kill her. We had let him out of our grasp and now he was back.
The screams continued, they were more and more piercing. It sounded like she was being tortured. I was going to kill him.
~Sophie's POV~
The pain didn't stop. It seemed like he was trying to break every bone in me so I couldn't get away. I just kept screaming and crying. I was bleeding pretty badly too. I just wanted to die right there. Too bad I wasn't dead. Then I heard the snarls.
There was loud growling coming a few feet away from where I was being tortured. All of a sudden, the wolves I had seen last night sprang from the trees and charged the man. The black one led the pack, tearing after him. One wolf stood behind with me.
The russet brown one stood protectively by me. I noticed that his fur was the same color as Jacob's skin. It was a nice color.
I tried to curl in a ball but I just couldn't do it. I couldn't move whatsoever. Instead, I just continued to bleed out and cry. The wolf looked like he was in pain just by watching me. I began to slip into blackness.
I was being carried. I was being carried carefully by several hands all of which doing their best not to move me too much.
I was still writhing in pain. Whimpers were escaping from my lips. I must have sounded like such a baby. Warm hands kept carrying me, until we stopped at some unknown location.
Sharp raps at a door rang in my ears. Why wouldn't anyone kill me for Christ's sake?
"Jacob.. Sam. What are you..?" A male voice questioned. He must have seen me being held because he questioned no more.
"Doc, she's injured and pretty badly. She needs help- NOW." Jacob said frantically.
A doctor? I was at a doctor's house?
I whimpered again and squeezed my eyes shut, hoping that would accomplish something.
"Bring her in, quickly. I can already tell she's lost a lot of blood." The doctor instructed.
I was taken into a bright, warm room and laid on a table. I could feel fresh tears forming again.
"Carlisle, what's wrong? Why are the wolves here?" A female voice chimed.
"Rose, not now. This girl needs help. What is her name?" He asked Sam.
"Sophie." He said, his voice barely a whisper.
What did that girl mean by "wolves?" I was too exhausted to fight anymore.
"Please… kill me." I whispered to the doctor called Carlisle.
I heard Jacob and Sam let out a choked breath.
"Sophie, I'm going to fix you. You're going to be fine." The doctor said in a reassuring voice.
"It hurts… so bad!" I cried.
"I know." Carlisle said simply.
I gripped the edge of the table and cried out. Someone gasped in horror.
"What are her injuries Doc?" Sam asked in a shaky voice.
"Both of her legs are broken- snapped actually, her right arm is broken, she has five broken ribs, a broken collarbone, cracks in her skull and a fractured pelvis." He said in a light, distant tone.
Someone sucked in a shocked breath. I kept crying. It even hurt to breathe. Carlisle moved on of my legs ever so slightly and I screamed in agony.
"Sophie!" Someone yelled. I couldn't tell who it was. I was in too much pain.
"Sophie, I'm going to give you a sedative. It will make the pain go away." Carlisle whispered in my ear.
"Just… do it." I whispered brokenly.
Carlisle nodded and headed for another room. I suddenly craved Jacob's hand.
"Ja.. Jake. Sam." I tried to say.
I hear sudden movement and they were both by my side.
"Stay… with.. Me." I told them.
"We will." They said in unison.
Carlisle came back with a needle. A few moments later, I was dreaming.
I dreamt the same dream I always had. My five-year-old self being taken advantage of. The man haunted my dreams, like he still had a hold on me.
A voice was calling me. It was distant but clear.
I opened my eyes into a bright room. Instead of a wood table, I was in a large and warm bed. My hair was matted to my sweaty forehead and neck and I was breathing hard. I felt numb.
"You were screaming and crying like crazy while you were sleeping." Jake said anxiously. "We all thought you were still awake.
"What was I saying?" I mumbled, my eyes half closed.
"No and don't. They were heart wrenching." He said in a shaky voice.
"Where's Sam?" I asked. I couldn't really see anyone but Jake.
"I'm right over here Soph." Sam said almost inaudibly.
Something clicked inside of me. I remembered what had caused all of this- the wolves, and that man. I wanted answers. I sat up abruptly, wincing at the pain.
"Sophie!" They both exclaimed.
"Stop and sit." I ordered. They both looked at each other and obeyed. "I want answers. I want them NOW. How did you know where I was? Who was that man? What did that girl mean by "wolves"?" The questions spilled out of me.
Jake and Sam again exchanged glances. Sam sighed.
"We knew where you were because we heard you scream. We have sharper hearing than humans do. We could also smell that… that… leech." Sam hissed the last word.
"What do you mean "Than humans do?" Are you not human?" I demanded.
Sam looked around anxiously. "Well, we are human.. just not normal ones." He said sheepishly.
"We're werewolves." He said quietly.
Any normal person would have laughed or said they were crazy. Quite honestly though, it made sense to me.
"Okay, answer the others. Who WAS that guy, and why did he come after me more than once?" Sam and Jake flinched at that.
"That guy was a vampire. He's been watching you since you got here." Jake answered quietly.
"A… vampire?" I asked in disbelief. Was it possible? It just made sense. The whole neck thing.
"That was a bad vampire. We took care of him after Sam yanked him off of you." Jake shuddered.
"I stood behind with you." He added in.
` "It makes sense now! You're the reddish brown wolf!" I exclaimed, the light bulb clicking on.
"A vampire healed you as well." Sam told me.
I flinched. Carlisle was a… Vampire? No way.
"You probably didn't notice his eyes or his skin did you?" Sam pointed out. "The Cullen's are an old family with whom our ancestors made a treaty with long ago." Sam said.
"What was the treaty?" I asked hesitantly.
"That they do not hunt humans, but animals instead." Sam said in a flat voice.
"Okay." I said. It was a simple as that.
They both looked at me strangely.
"You're taking this mildly." Sam noted.
"It makes sense to me." I said a little coolly.
I winced again and this time a small whimper came out of me as I moved too much. Jake immediately jumped out of his seat and was by my side.
"I'm okay, Jake. Where are we?"
"We're in the Cullen's house." Jake answered with a grimace.
I sighed. I really wanted to go home. I still had a room to decorate. There was an awkward silence until my stomach grumbled loudly. I laughed.
"What?" Sam and Jake asked simultaneously.
"No pain is greater than the one of my stomach saying it's starving." I giggled.
Sam and Jake busted out laughing. It felt good and bad to laugh. My ribs hurt, but only slightly.
"So, how are my injuries?" I asked in a flat voice.
"They're not that bad anymore." Jake said with a small smile.
"How? I heard Carlisle going on about broken legs and collarbones and what not." I asked.
"Well, you had lost so much blood that you needed a transfusion. So, Sam and I gave you some blood and it turns out our blood healed your broken bones and reduced them to minor fractures. We werewolves can heal fast so.." Jake trailed off.
My eyes welled up with tears.
"Sophie! Are you in pain?" Sam asked in panic.
"No, I'm alright! Thank you guys. So much!" I cried.
They both looked at me, baffled. I couldn't blame them. It had to be hormones.
Sam cleared his throat. "Jake, I need to talk to Soph about something, can you leave for a few minutes?" Sam asked.
Jake left without a word. This made me worry about what was coming next.
"Sophie I'm so sorry!" Sam said brokenly.
"Shush. Its fine. I should have known better, I heard you and Emily talking after the beach incident." I admitted.
"I know what you were dreaming about." He whispered.
"I know. You're the only one who knows." I whispered back.
"You have to tell Jake." He declared.
"Why do I have to tell Jacob?" I asked, puzzled.
"Because he's imprinted on you." Sam said in a matter-o-factly voice.
"I'm sorry, he's what?" I asked, even more confused than before.
"He's imprinted on you. It's a wolf thing. Its what happens when you… find your other half. Your soul mate.
I sat in silence. So, the "love of my life" was Jacob? I had begun to fall for him lately… even though I had just met him.
"Will you ask him to come in please?" I said.
Sam nodded. "I love you, Sophie."
"I love you too Sam." I replied.
Jake entered the room as quickly as Sam left.
"Hey, how are ya?" He asked, with a small smile.
"Never better." I grinned. "So, you're my soul mate huh?" I said mildly.
He almost looked guilty about it. "Yeah… its just one of those weird things." I said sheepishly.
I cocked my head for a moment. "Is this the part where we kiss passionately and the screen fades to black and the cheesy music begins to play?" I laughed.
He laughed back. A very Jacob-y laugh. "Yeah, I guess so. Maybe we should not do it with TOO much passion- don't wanna add on to your injuries." He chuckled.
He put a big, warm hand on the side of my face and pulled me closer. His lips reached mine. They were soft and warm and sweet. The best thing on this earth. We stayed glued together for the better part of five minutes when a knock on the door interrupted our heated kiss.
"I hate to interrupt, but Sophie needs to sleep now." Carlisle said with a smile. I'm sure I looked like a tomato, I was so red.
"Bye." He breathed.
"Bye." I breathed back.
Carlisle stepped back as Jake left the room. He pulled the door shut softly. I leaned back on my pillow, my cheeks still burning from the kiss. I began to hear whoop's and hollers from downstairs. I blushed even harder. I felt so safe with Jake. I felt like nothing was going to harm me. I suddenly wanted his arms wrapped around me once again. Through all of this thinking, I managed to drift into sleep.
I was finally released to go home two days later. I was able to walk- hobble is more the word, but I was getting stronger. Jake came over every day and spent the night with me almost every night. He only stayed at home once or twice a week (for Billy.) A lot of afternoons were spent with us lying on my bed and kissing. I believe we even set a record. All I wanted was to be in his arms, cradled against his burning chest.
I liked riding on the motorcycles. Some non-rainy afternoons, I would strap on a helmet and wrap my arms around his waist and we would tear up and down dirt roads together. We would laugh so hard on those days.
Jake was everything I could ask for. In my mind, he was absolutely perfect.
Sam and Emily began to leave us alone when Jake was in my bedroom. Of course, Jake said he couldn't help thinking about it later so everyone in the pack got an instant replay of it. Our private moments- out for the world to see.
I suppose Jake and I were getting a little intense. We couldn't help it- after all, we WERE soul mates. One afternoon, I ended up with my shirt off. We just were so right together that we really don't notice it.
Nights were hard for Emily and me. We knew that our wolves were out there in the night protecting people. We would usually stay up together, waiting for them to come home.
"Em?" I asked one night.
"Hm?" She said, not looking up from her book.
"Why do the boys have to go out EVERY night?"
She put her book down. "The vampires in the area can be trouble. We've never had any from the Cullen's, but other vampires tend to come around because they're looking for company. This means danger to those in the town." She said.
"I miss them. I'm always worried about them," I said, in a far off voice.
"That's how all the girls feel. Well, Claire is still to young to understand, but Rachel, Kim and I all worry. Now you do too." Em said with a small smile.
"Who's Bella?" I asked, curiosity over flowing me.
Em tensed up a bit. "She was a human in love with one of the Cullen's. She was Jake's best friend. Jake was in love with her for a long time, but all she did was hurt him. She's a vampire now." Emily said, her voice rich wish sadness. "The story's more complicated than it seems, but I'm sure Jake can REALLY fill you in."
"Is that why everyone was so happy when he imprinted on me? He wasn't hurting anymore?" I asked carefully.
Em smiled. "Yes. We were all so worried about him and now he's found you. He's so happy now." She answered with a big smile.
We sat in silence for a few moments when we heard the door banging open. We both immediately sprang up from our seats to go and greet whoever walked in.
Sam was striding in. He picked Emily up and kissed her hard. I looked away in embarrassment.
"Get a room you two." I mumbled.
Sam laughed. "We will if you and Jake can keep it down!" He howled.
I flushed bright red. "Shut up." I said, avoiding his eyes.
Jake came striding in after him and picked me up as well. He pressed his wonderful lips against mine for what felt like days.
"I missed you." He whispered in my ear.
I shuddered as I felt his breath on my ear. I could barely remember how to speak. "I missed you too." I said, a little breathlessly, my hands limp against his bare chest.
He laughed at my blush and carried me up the rickety steps. As he carried me into my room, I managed to stick my hand out and shut the door behind us.
He laid me very gently down on my bed and pressed himself on top of me. His lips trailed up and down my neck. I tensed up again. Damn it! He's my boyfriend for crying out loud! I shouldn't be afraid!
"Jake, stop." I managed to say
Jake pulled back. I could see he was confused- I had never stopped him before.
"What's wrong?" He whispered, hurt in his eyes.
"I have to tell you something. It's a secret, but Sam knows." I said shakily. I wasn't ready for this.
"Tell me." Jake said flatly.
I took a deep breath. "When I was five, I was sexually assaulted by a janitor at my school. I was only there kindergarten through second grade, but every time I saw him, I would cower behind my friends." I said, my fists clenched.
Jake didn't say anything. He just sat there, his eyes hard. He was shaking violently.
"You were five?" He spat through clenched teeth.
"Yes. He never looked at me again after that. I have trust issues with older guys now." I mumbled.
He continued to shake furiously. I was getting scared.
"S-Sam!" I yelled. I was terrified.
Sam was in my room in a flash and saw my horrified expression. He grabbed Jacob by the shoulders and dragged him out of my room.
"I'll kill him! You were FIVE!" Jake was screaming.
"Jacob, calm down! You're gonna phase!" Sam urged.
Sam tugged Jake down the stairs and led him outside. I hurried over to my window and pulled back the curtain. I saw Jake and Sam in the yard, Jacob still shaking violently. Jacob's clothes exploded off of him and a massive wolf took his place. The wolf tore off into the woods. Sam erupted into the black wolf and chased after him.
Emily came to my room and saw me crying. She sat down on my bed and pulled me close.
"I-I should n-never h-have t-told him." I sobbed.
Emily laid her head on top of mine. "Yes you should have. He needed to know." She soothed.
"W-what's going to happen n-now?" I asked through the sobs.
Em sighed. "Sam is going to have to calm him down. What happens after that, I don't know." She sighed.
I continued to sob through the night. A few hours later, I had cried myself dry. I stayed curled up in my bed. I knew one thing that would make me feel slightly better was a steaming shower.
I took my time, allowing the hot water to relax my muscles and mix with the fresh tears on my face. I slowly got out, toweled of, and put my sleeping clothes on. I walked slowly back to my room, my muscles drained of energy and heavy with exhaustion. I turned my light on. Jacob was sitting on my bed.
Tears welled up in my eyes again. "Oh Jake! I'm so sorry!" I blubbered, falling into his lap.
He wrapped his warm arms around me and held me close. "Why are YOU sorry? You did nothing wrong, I shouldn't have lost my temper like that." He soothed.
"B-but things were going great and I ruined i-it!" I sobbed.
"Look at me." Jacob said softly.
I looked up into his dark eyes, the tears still leaking from my eyes. He wiped them away with his big thumb.
"You didn't ruin anything. You had to tell me the truth and that's okay. We're still together right?" He whispered.
I nodded and pressed my lips against his. After a few moments, I pulled away to breathe. I was overcome with sleep and collapsed in his arms; his hot skin was my blanket.
"Good night, Sophie." I heard him whisper before I faded into dreams.
I didn't dream about the janitor. I dreamt about Jacob and I, spending the day in each other's arms. It was a fantastic dream.
When I woke up, Jake was gone. Sam said he had to run patrol but would be back by lunch.
"Sophie?" Sam asked while I was reading.
"Hm?" I said not wanting to stop.
"Em wanted to take you shopping today. Is that alright with you?" He asked with a smile.
"Yeah! Did you notice how light my suitcases were?" I laughed.
He laughed along with me. "Yeah I did. That's kind of sad you know." He teased.
"Kat gave me a credit card thing to shop with. I can use that." I informed him.
Sam just smiled. "Em's going to be so excited."
A few hours later, Emily and I were pulling out of La Push and heading toward Port Angeles.
"I'm so glad we can finally get you new clothes!" Emily exclaimed.
I laughed. "What's wrong with my old ones?"
"Nothing, but you only brought so few!" She teased.
When we pulled into the department store parking lot, Emily decided to tell me a "piece if useful information."
"Have you and Jake had sex yet?" She asked, her eyes non-judgmental.
I felt my eyes widen. I felt the blood rush to my face. I felt my heart pounding like a hammer.
"Uh… no… we h-haven't." I sputtered.
Em laughed. "I was only asking because no one is going to judge you if you have. It's perfectly normal." She explained.
"Uh… well thanks Em. I'll keep that in mind" I was still flushed.
She didn't say any more on the subject. By evening when we walked out of the store, I had several pairs of new jeans, lots of long sleeved shirts and one sweater. (to make Emily happy- I despised sweaters.) We could barely fit all of the bags into the small car.
As we drove back, I couldn't help thinking about what Emily had said. Should I go ahead and have sex with Jake? It made sense, seeing as how we were made for one another. Was that where things were heading to the other night? These thoughts kept me occupied until we reached Sam and Emily's house.
Jake's Rabbit was parked in front of the house. I felt a jolt of enthusiasm flow through me. I was freezing and I needed his hot skin pronto.
Emily helped me carry the bags inside. The entire pack was there and their eyes bugged out at the sight of all the bags.
"What the hell did you two buy?" Sam asked, dazed.
I shrugged it off, fighting a smile. "I needed clothes." I said simply.
"Well yeah you need clothes but THAT many?" Jake asked in the same dazed voice.
I sighed in a hopeless tone and looked at Em. She laughed and shrugged. Boys could NEVER understand girls.
"Hey soul mate, how about you help me carry these bags upstairs?" I asked Jake playfully. The entire kitchen laughed at my blush.
"Happy to be of service, ma'am." Jake said in falsetto.
Jake managed to carry most of the bags by himself, leaving me with only two. We sat all of them down in the middle of my floor.
"Do you want me to help you put them away or-." I silenced him by pressing my lips enthusiastically to his. He responded with more enthusiasm by picking me up and setting me on my bed.
I could feel his fingers gliding gracefully down my blouse, undoing the buttons as he went. Since he was already shirtless, I couldn't do the same. I slid my arms out of my shirt and he tossed it on the floor. I had to break free for air but he just continued down my neck and throat, onto my chest and down my stomach. I gasped out of pleasure, and goose bumps rose on my body. He worked his way up until he found my lips again.
It was wonderful and only slightly painful. The pleasure masked the pain though. We continued for at least a couple of hours, not wanting to let go of one another. After it was over, he cradled me to his chest. His skin burned my cheek.
"I love you." He whispered.
"I love you." I mumbled back.
He was my soul mate. He was the one I was meant to love forever. He would always be by my side, defending me, protecting me. Whether he was in human form or wolf, he would always be there.