Disclaimer: I am pretty sure I don't own Twilight- Let me check- *goes to Wikipedia* nope, I don't
A/n: First Chapter my peeps, hope you enjoy it. I'm not very good, so sorry about any grammar or spelling mistakes I'm bound to make. Hope you enjoy. R/R. (first chapter is the hardest)
Chapter Summary: Charlie needs to go out of town for an important police business involving a large number of children being kidnapped, so instead of leaving her alone, he asks Billy to let her stay with him for a couple of day.
Quote of the Chapter: "Doubt thou the stars are fire, doubt that the sun doth move, doubt truth to be a liar but never doubt that I love."
Chapter One: Accusations
I had no idea why in the world Charlie doesn't want me to stay home by myself. I am eighteen years old, and he was going to be gone for a week, maybe less. Charlie had an important 'mission', as he called it' down in Seattle.
"Children have been continuously disappearing for about two weeks now. There have been no leads, so me and a couple of the other cops in my department are going down there to give them a hand." Charlie said, as he continued to pack his things in a relatively small brown suitcase. I leaned cross-arms against the wall, wearing my grey sweat pants and white tank top- my hair in a high pony tail.
"I know that already- but why can't I stay home. I mean, I don't want to be a burden to Billy and Jake, they see me enough already." It was true. I had recently been spending all of my extra time with Jacob Black, he claims he loves spending time with me- even if it's just in his homemade garage- but I know he'll get sick of me sooner or later.
"Sweetheart, Billy and I have already discussed this- he loves having you over, and Jacob was nearly screaming with joy in the background when I ask them." Charlie said, closing his suitcase. I tightened the grip on my arms so he could see I was still angry.
"You think I can't handle myself alone. " I accused him, "Well, sorry to break it to you dad, but I've spent a lot of time alone and-"
"And that is why you're going to be staying at the Blacks, because you've spent too much time alone since…" he stopped, and It caught me off guard. He was talking about when- um; Edward- left me a few months ago, just moved on and flat out dumped me- it broke my heart, and the only reason I was able to stand it for so long was because of Jacob. He was like my personal ray of sunshine, I could never be mad or angry or depressed while I was with him, and Charlie probably caught onto that. He probably didn't want me to go back to the dark ages when I barley ate or slept or had any social life. So I forgave him, how bad could it be to live at my best friend's house that also had a major crush on me?
"Fine." I said giving in. Charlie kissed my forehead and smiled,
"I'll be back before you know it." Charlie said, "Billy said he'll pick you up tomorrow at noon. I want one of our cars here so they think we're home- I don't want anyone of those kids messing with the house." I rolled my eyes. Yeah, as if any the kids in Forks would vandalize one of the top cops' in towns house.
"Fine dad." I said, walking out of his room to mine. I had held off packing for the hope that Charlie would change his mind and let me stay alone. But as time ticked by I was actually getting kind of excited about being over at Jacob's.
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I woke up around nine o'clock feeling anxious about the upcoming day. I finished packing all the clothes, pajamas, and even a bathing suit (in case I felt like taking a dip in the close by ocean), my robe, socks, tennis shoes, slippers, a pair of flip flops, my iPod, two novels I loved (Romeo and Juliet and Two Nights in Heaven), and topped it off with my tooth brush and extra toothpaste. I closed my suitcase (which was a lot bigger than Charlie's) and by the time I was done it was only nine-thirty.
I hated waiting. I remembered back when I lived in Phoenix, when I was 11 or 12, whenever my friends parents were going to pick me up for a sleepover I waited hours that went by like molasses. This reminded me of those times.
I ate breakfast, while watching Charlie watch the ten o'clock news for anything on the disappearing kid's case.
"Honey, I'm going to go now- Billy will come pick you up around twelve." he said, standing up from the couch. I ran to give him a hug and kiss goodbye, reassuring him that I'll be fine, and questioning him if he had all his things.
After he was gone, I washed out my bowl of cereal and sat down on the couch.
"-yes John, very horrible indeed. The Seattle, Washington Federal Police Department still has no leads on the disappearance of the children. The identities of these children missing are: eight year old, Trisha McCoy, thirteen year old Dave McTier, ten year old Robert Neville-" I changed the channel, the news made me very sad and depressed and I didn't like feeling like that- especially when I was about to see Jacob in a few hours.
I went back to my room making sure I didn't forget anything. I tried not to stare at the clock because I knew the longer I looked at it the slower it would pass. I went back to the television, my two suitcases at the front of the door.
"C-A-M-P-F-I-R-E S-O-N-G song C-A-M-P-F-I-R-E S-O-N-G song." the creepy talking yellow sponge sang, I flipped through the channels, nothing on seemed to capture my interest- I was bored out of my mind.
FINALLY- I heard the doorbell ring. I bolted to the door, slowing down about half way so I didn't look to anxious to Billy. I took a deep breath opening the door- it was Jacob.
"Jacob- what are you doing here- I thought your dad was picking me up?" I said, thinking back- yeah, Charlie said it a thousand time- Billy's gonna pick you up. I suddenly felt very cautious about how I looked; I shook that feeling off- well sort of.
"Yeah, I know. I was down by the forest helping George- my friend's father, put up some bear traps, but we finished early so I wanted to come get you." he said, smiling. I smiled back, as I grabbed my bags. "Let me get those." he said, taking the suitcases from my hands.
"I'm not a wimp; I can carry my own bags." I said, but I still let go of them, Jacob smiled,
"I know you're not a wimp, well not fully at least." he said, smirking down at me- he is so tall. I playfully punched him in the arm. He pretended to pout and sob,
"Ow, Bella's hurting me- I'm telling." he whined, I smiled and he went back to his regular voice, "Well m'lady your chariot awaits." he said, opening the passenger's door on his car. I smiled and patted his shoulder- I was going for his head, but that would involve jumping- and slid into the black car.
Jacob's car was very dim, due to the tinted windows. He had black leather seats, and the car smelled, delightfully, of coconuts for some reason. Jacob slid into the driver's side, oddly quickly since he had just barley closed my door.
"You told your dad not to come pick me up, right." I said, leaning my head back on the head rest.
"Of course." he answered turning around and slowly backing up out of the driveway. Since Jacob had turned sixteen he was driving everywhere, and he was even better than me now.
"So, what did you plan for us while I'm here?" I said, turning my heads towards him and smiling.
"Hmm…well, it'll be like another day we're together- yet you're going to have to tolerate me for twenty-four hours now." Jacob said, I smiled and leaned my head on his shoulder,
"Yeah- poor me." I said and he shook his head smiling.
Ring
Ring
Ring
Jacob reached into his pant pocket and pulled out a slightly older looking cell phone. He pressed 'talk' and put his ear to the receiver,
"Yeah?" Jacob said, I recognize the voice on the other line. "Yeah dad." he looked at me and smiled, "Okay- no it's fine." he turned the wheel as we made a left turn, "Yeah, I'll tell her- okay bye dad." he snapped the phone shut, and put it back in his pocket.
"What happened?" I said, looking up at him, my head still on his shoulder.
"Nothing, my dad said that since I came to pick you up he went to Harry's and he stuck by to watch the game." Jacob answered, turning another corner, "He'll be back around nine or ten." He turned to me and smiled,
"You smell really good." I blurted out, I felt the heat rushing to my cheeks, and Jacob looked like he was trying to hold back and extremely large grin,
"Thank you very much- you smell very good too." he said, That was not the first time I heard that before- I shook my head, trying to get him out of my mind- I refuse to think about him anymore.
We sat in a comfortable silence the rest of the way to his house. The sky started darkening; I suspected it would rain in a few. And I was right. About three minutes later it began raining, I gowned- it's only half past twelve and I'll have to change my clothes.
"Well- I hope you don't mind getting wet." Jacob said, opening his car door. I was surprised by the gust of wind that suddenly flew in the car, making my hair fly back.
"Of course I don't mind." I said, then groaned and got out of the car. By the time I closed the door Jacob had already gotten my bags out of the trunk and grabbed my hand, quickly leading me to the house.
We rushed inside, and Jacob set down my bags near the living room couch. His house was small, but not uncomfortable. The living room was small; it had a long couch, and an old fashion television. Through a door was the kitchen that was relatively bigger and brighter.
"Your room is up the stairs and the first door on the right. I need to call my dad- tell him we got here save." Jacob said, going into the other room and picking up the phone. I grab my bags, soaking wet, trying not to get too much water on the floor, I start heading up the stairs. I hear Jacob talking to his father, and the suddenly- I slip with my wet shoes, waiting the impact of hitting wooden stair- but it doesn't come.
"Can't leave you alone for thirty seconds without you nearly breaking your neck." Jacob said, and I realized he had a very tight hold around my waist, catching me before a potentially nasty fall.
"Well, if your there to catch me, what do I have to worry about?" I said, smiling, he looked satisfied, and I wondered how that might have came out.
"Well- do you want me to carry you to your room- or do you think you can make it." Jacob asked, letting go of my waist even though it looked like he didn't want to.
"I think I can make it- just stay close, I can't guarantee anything." I said, wait- was I flirting with him.
"Not a problem at all." he said quietly, it sounded like a deep growl, it was a very…nice-sound. I walked up the rest of the stairs without falling, and turned right, where the guest room was. The door was already open so I walked in, Jacob behind me. Across from the guest room was another door,
"Your room?" I asked pointing to the dark green door across the hall. Jacob nodded. I looked around the room; it was a bit smaller than my room at home. There was a bed- which looked extremely comfortable right now- , a dresser, and a small trunk at the end of the bed.
"Me and you have to share a bathroom, there's only one bathroom up here, and dad sleeps in the bedroom downstairs because of his chair." Jacob told me, he looked a bit embarrassed by the fact his house was so small.
"I love it here- so warm and comfy." I said, smiling- it seemed to cheer him up- and sat on the bed. It was as comfortable as it looked.
"Well- before you get too comfortable you should change out of your clothes, your dripping." he said, smiling- I smiled, and got back up.
"You going to leave or are you expecting to watch?" I asked jokingly. He smirked- wrong question…
"Well if I have a choice…" he said, I rolled my eyes and pushed him out of the room.
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After I changed into my pajamas- I expected us not to go out today since it was still raining, harder than ever- red shorts I had gotten for Christmas last year with little mistletoes on it, and a matching shirt, I went downstairs looking for Jacob.
"In here!" he called from upstairs. I trudged back upstairs, watching my footing, and walked into his room. His room was about the same size as mine, but there was more stuff in it, of course.
"What'cha doing?" I asked sitting on the bed, behind him, where he sat on the floor. He was looking at a bunch of papers that were spread out along his floor,
"School stuff-boring." he said in defeat and laid his head back so it was resting on my legs. He looked up at me and smiled,
"What?" I asked, giggling slightly at the look he was giving me.
"Oh nothing- you just look really pretty." he said, puckering his lips expecting a kiss. I smiled slightly,
"Yeah sure." I said sarcastically, he laughed- well it sounded more like a joyful bark.
"Can't blame a guy for trying." he said, I rolled my eyes, but smiled. We sat there for a minute in silence while I ran my hands through his long black hair.
"So, Bella- what do you feel like doing?" Jacob said, breaking the silence. I shrugged,
"I don't know-it's raining- not much we can do." I said, twisting his hair then letting it run through my fingers. He closed his eyes,
"Well, I'm comfortable just sitting here with you." Jacob said. This is what I loved unconditionally about Jacob; he was always saying stuff to make me feel so wanted and loved.
"I am too." I said, and for the first time, I kissed him, softly- just on the forehead though- he smiled, I could tell he was trying not to look too excited.
A/n: End of chapter one. WAHH, I think I might hate it- I dunno? Do you? Love it? Wanna run out screaming in horror? How will I know if you don't review- please review people. Next Chapter up soon.