A/N: Surprise! I know I said you'd have to wait until I finished Jacob's point of view but I figured I might as well start this one as well. After this chapter, I might start writing author's notes at the bottom of the chapters, something I didn't do in 'Morning Light'.
Alright, without further ado, I give you Endless Night.
I do not own any of the characters presented in this story other than Terry. No copyright infringement is intended. All other characters belong to Stephenie Meyer.
1. NIGHTMARES
It had been two weeks since I was attacked by Leah. I was able to walk around again, but using a cane like Carlisle had said.
My first day trying to walk was something to see. I would take a few steps perfectly fine and then put too much pressure a certain way on my leg and collapse to the ground in pain. Spouting off a few choice swears here and there.
Jacob was a big help though, after the first time I fell, he was always right there ready to catch me if I leaned too far one way or another. It was like being a toddler learning to walk all over again.
Jacob constantly made sure that if I needed something, I didn't need it for very long. If I so much as tried to get up while he was around, he'd immediately ask what I needed and take off running to get it.
But as he said, he had started school again. His senior year if you could imagine that. A body of a twenty-five year old muscle man in twelfth grade.
While he was away at school, I needed to fend for myself. Which wasn't that hard. If I needed something, I'd go get it. I mostly just laid in his bed all day.
The problems came in the form of nightmares.
Every night, without fail, since I had woken up from the hospital, I had been having terrible nightmares. Much like the painful memories I had. Flashes of teeth and claws, snarling and growling.
But just when the dreams got too much for me to take, Jacob would wake me up asking if I was ok.
There were a few times I had woken up in tears, screaming for help.
I could see the effect it was having on Jacob. The pain was visible in his eyes. He wanted so badly to help, but there was really nothing he could do. But when I woke up form each nightmare, he'd hold me close and hum some tune I couldn't recognize.
It calms me down enough for me to fall back asleep, back into the nightmares.
It had been two weeks since the attack, and I hadn't slept very much at all.
The days were better though. I no longer had the memories of that day eating at the corners of my mind.
When Jacob would come home from school he'd scoop me up into his arms and we'd talk about his day. Then he'd ask me how mine was. My days were never as interesting or as well described as his were.
There was one day in particular that I found funny. Jacob and Embry were in the same gym class one day on opposite teams playing dodge ball. Naturally, they were the last two remaining.
They both ducked and dodged each others throws until Jacob got one lucky hit on Embry. The dodge ball hit Embry so hard in the chest it popped.
Needless to say there were many surprised faces.
What usually happened when me and Jacob laid down together is he would eventually place his hand on my thigh that was almost done healing over, and his face would always turn sad.
I never understood why he still got upset about it. I figured it had to do with me not being able to sleep through the night since then.
I really just wished we could move on.
I had a life to live with Jacob. I wanted to go out with him, and live. Not be confined to a cane, and his constant mood swings from happy to be with me, to upset that I was injured.
The sound of the phone ringing, broke me out of my thoughts.
Jacob got up form the bed and answered. "Yeah?"
When Jacob hears something he doesn't really want to hear, his face always changes through several different emotions before deciding on one. This one was a mix between anger and concern.
"I don't think that's a good idea. Because," Jacob whispered the next part, but I could still hear it. "he still has nightmares about you."
He was talking to Leah. That much I knew.
"'Why?'! Why do you think? You attacked him!" Apparently he forgot I was here as he started yelling. "I don't want you to see him. Not now, not ever. You're ruining… everything…"
Those words shocked me. I thought about them. I suppose it was true. What happened with Leah in the clearing was tearing me and Jacob apart at the seams. Thinking about not being with Jacob made me wince.
Jacob looked at me. "Are you ok?"
I nodded. He must've thought my wincing was because of my leg… I tried to think clearly. Maybe, maybe making amends with Leah will stop the nightmares… "Jacob, I want to see Leah."
His jaw dropped. "What…? Why? I mean she almost killed you… Are you sure?"
Was I sure? No. But I would try anything to keep my relationship with Jacob, and if talking to Leah was what I needed to do, so be it.
Jacob stared at me mystified as he talked to Leah. "I guess Terry wants to see you. You can come over here." He hung up the phone.
I stared into his eyes. He was still dumbfounded by my request.
He sat back down on the bed and held me close. "I hope you know what you're doing…"
You and me both…