Hey everyone! Okay so this is a real story this time. I'm so sorry for flaking out on my other stories. I really am. Please subscribe to this story because I have a feeling it's going to be good. I had my friend Josh help me with the JPOV parts. He is just like me, a writer to get out emotion's so... Without further ado, The first chapter to Daybreak!
RPOV
I sat there, on the disgusting hotel bathroom floor, crying. How could I become this person? Why was I a slut? Oh yeah, I remember now, because my mother had disowned me when I was fourteen. I had to become this kind of person to live. But I would've rather been dead than be this kind of person. I could hear Marcus calling me. I could only stall for a little bit longer, before he would come in here and hurt me. Who knows what he would do this time. He was an abusive, rude, Hispanic man. And he was my pimp. I hated him with every fucking fiber in my being. I wished someone would shoot him and he would die so I could escape.
My eyes found themselves looking at a half-open window. I thought quickly and locked the door, grabbed a towel, wrapped it around me and pushed the window all the way open. I got up on the ledge, slid my legs around and jumped. I was lucky it was a ground level room. My feet hit the ground and I ran as fast as I could. I had no idea where in hell I was going but it was away from Marcus and that's all I needed.
XxXx Five hours Earlier xXxX
JPOV
I looked in the mirror at myself and decided I looked good enough to go to the club. I had on a pair of converse, dark semi-skinny jeans, and a white polo. I heard the guys call me so I grabbed my wallet, black berry, and keys and walked down stairs. I had a pretty nice house that had been payed for by my okay job. I worked as a mechanic, but I owned the place and I had good customers who had large wallets.
"Finally! Where ya been man?" I shrugged and walked out to my SUV.
Since Seth was underage to drink but old enough to drive and go into the clubs, he would be the designated driver. So he got a head start at driving and got in the driver seat, and I got in the passenger seat. Paul, Embry and Quil got in the back and Seth started up the car.
"Where do you wanna go first?" Embry asked. I shrugged.
"Let's eat first for three reasons. One, I'm starving. Two, I don't really think it would be a good idea to drink a whole bunch of beer on an empty stomach. And three, I'm starving." We all looked at each other and just laughed.
Seth drove to the town diner where everyone knew everybody's business. It took about five seconds before someone spotted me and everyone erupted into 'Happy Birthday, Jake!' It would've been annoying any other day, but today nothing could piss me off. I got hugs from all the waitresses and we got a table right away. I had steak, corn, mashed potatoes, fries and a soda. It was one of the best meals I've ever had. When I slid Donna my card she shook her head.
"Oh no Babydoll, it's on the house for tonight." she said in a thick country accent. I grinned and we all thanked her and walked out. It was nine o'clock by now. I hadn't realized we had spent so much time at the diner, but I quickly shrugged it off and we drove off towards Seattle.
We got there and had to park four blocks away, but it was worth it because we got right in. Some girl who worked there grabbed my hand and led us to a table. We all just laughed at her. She obviously thought she had a chance with me. She didn't. We had a table on the second floor, that overlooked the dance floor. I thought it was pretty cool that they already had beer on the table. I popped off the cap and took a long gulp. It had been a while since I had one and I needed it.
After three beers I was feeling edgy and decided to smoke a cigarette. I told the guys that I would be in the alley behind the club. They all nodded their heads and I went to the stairs. I walked down them and to the door that led to the alley.
I stepped outside and automatically the pounding in my head stopped. I loved coming here with the guys but they played the suckiest music I had ever heard. I had lit the cigarette and was halfway through when I heard screaming. And this wasn't your ordinary teenage girls with their guys friends messing around, it was bloody murder. I started running in the direction I heard it come from and had passed about three blocks when I found a man attempting and succeeding with trying to punch a tiny girl. I mean she had to be only 5 feet tall and weigh like 110. She had soft curly bronze hair that went down to her waist. And she was so pale! I thought some people on the rez were pale, but she looked deathly pale. Like she might be darker if she wasn't ice cold.
She kept screaming and I thought he was going to kill her the way she was acting. I thought about running back and getting the guys. But then I realized she might be dead by the time we got back. So I thought on my feet and walked quietly up behind him. When I was close enough, I tapped him on the shoulder. He turned for just a fraction of a second and that was all I needed. I wrapped an arm around his neck and pulled him off of the girl. She slid down and curled her legs up to her chest. I threw him down on the ground and stomped on his face with my foot. He groaned and I turned around to help her but he got up. I turned around and stepped close to him. He reeked of beer and stale cigarette's. It was repulsive. I pulled my arm back and with full force, let it snap forward. His head snapped to the side and he was out cold.
I turned back towards the girl.
"Are you alright?" It was a stupid question. She had blood running from the side of her head down her face. I took off my shirt and bent down next to her. I pressed it to the wound and she hissed. She actually hissed. It took some will power not to laugh.
"My name is Jacob. Yours is?" She opened her eyes and they were so beautiful. Deep brown eyes and as I looked into her face I felt warmth. And happiness. All the bad things, bad break-ups, deaths, she made them better. I had imprinted on this girl and I didn't even know her name. I didn't need to.
"Renesmee." She pronounced it Ruh-Nez-May. It was beautiful. Just like her.
"It's beautiful." She had tears in her eyes now.
"It hurts really bad." Now I think I was going to cry.
"Don't worry. I came here with some friends and I'll call them right now, they'll bring my car and I can take you back to my place and we'll get you fixed." She looked at me with disbelief. But to prove her wrong, I pulled out my blackberry and dialed Seth's number since he would be the least drunk. It rang once before he answered.
"Hey Jake! Man, where you been. We've been getting worried."
"I was smoking and then I heard screaming. I ran a couple blocks and found a man beating a girl up. I think I knocked him out, since he hasn't moved for like five minutes. I need you to get the guys and go get my car. I'll meet you there okay?" I didn't need a response. Whenever there was a girl in trouble, it pissed Seth off. Enough said. I heard the music stop and I hung up the phone, putting it in my pocket.
"We're gonna have to walk a couple blocks, are you able to or do I need to carry you?" She looked like she couldn't walk, but didn't want to say she needed me to carry her. So to save her the embarrassment, I picked her up with my hand on her back and my other arm under her legs. She was so light! I bet she hadn't eaten in a long time. I had guessed 110 before but now I wasn't so sure. I had made it back to the block on which the club was on, when I heard my car driving down the street.
"They're here." She opened her eyes and looked around. When she didn't see anything she looked at me. I nodded my head to the fast approaching blue SUV. She closed her eyes again and sighed. Quil, Embry, and Paul jumped out of the back seat and Paul tossed me a blanket. Quil got in the front and Paul and Embry got in the trunk part. I layed the blanket out so she could lay down but she clung to me.
"You're really warm, do you have to?" I shook my head no and got in the back seat. I wrapped the blanket around her and she closed her eyes. When her breathing got deeper, I knew she was asleep.
"So you imprinted on her?" Quil asked.
"Yeah, how did you know?"
"The way you look at her, it's like I've been told how I look at Claire. Like you're a blind man seeing the sun for the first time." I smiled at her face. It was beautiful. She was beautiful.
Wow. Well...you know what to do. Just a little inside thought. Who wants them to stay together? Who wants them to go their separate ways? Idk Idk! Um...Josh wants to say something. Ya know him...my friend who helped me write this. WHO WANTS JOSH TO STAY?
-CTB
Helloooo...So I really want to know what you guys think about my portrayal of Jacob. Im sorry but I'm team Jacob. IF I had to choose it would probably be him. So REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW. Thanks guys.
-Josh
