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I hate being babysat. But my options were this, or spending a day on the defensive at the Cullen residence.
I pick this.
And I liked spending time with Jacob; it made me flashback to only months ago when we hung out all the time.
And every now and again, it made me flash forward too.
I don't know which I liked, and slightly feared, more.
It was thoughts like that that made my future so uncertain.
As we drove the way from my house to his, I couldn't help but get more and more excited to spend the day in the house I loved. It brought such peace to my mind.
For whatever reason we were being unusually quiet today so I stared at the landscape rushing by the widow, enhanced by the light rain that will forever coat Forks.
"So what do you think Bells?"
Oops. I guess we weren't being unusually quiet, maybe I just wasn't listening.
"About what?"
"Well if you weren't paying attention, then you don't get the honor of me repeating it to you"
"Well I'm so sorry sir, what can I do to make it up to you?" I thought about that for a second and quickly added, "Don't answer that"
He laughed. "It's ok, it wasn't anything too important"
His relaxed position suddenly became rigid as he tilted his head upward, and squinting like he was trying to solve a really hard math problem.
"Oh my god" he said in such a whisper I almost didn't hear him. "Oh my god" he repeated.
"What Jake? What's going on?" he wouldn't look at me, wouldn't answer me. My stomach dropped to the floor and my heart raced like it never had before.
There was a huge thump on the top of the Rabbit, and my heart stopped. I flashed back to a moment a very long time ago, and thought, God; I hope that's Emmett again.
The look on Jakes face, pretty much told me it wasn't.