The cold rain of La Push made me remember why I hated it. I didn't like the rain or snow. It always seems to be raining here. Now don't get me wrong, I don't like the hot weather either. I prefer anywhere from 50 to 70 degrees, any higher is too hot and any lower too cold.
The rain in La Push made it too cold for my liking. I didn't want to be here any more than my cousin wanted me here. We have hated each other for years now. My uncle is wonderful and I love visiting him, but ever since Jacob became involved with Bella, he wants nothing to do with me.
Bella… God how I hate that girl. She has messed with my cousins heart in the worse ways. I tried telling him this in the beginning and that's why he hates me. I hate him because when I told him about Bella and her ways, he called me a slut and tried telling me I was jealous that I couldn't find someone as good as her.
Uncle Billy agreed to let me stay with him after my parents passed away in the boating accident. They had been out sailing when a storm hit. Their boat was found, they were not. At their funeral I didn't shed any tears. Not because I didn't want to, I just couldn't. I couldn't bring myself to believe that they were actually gone.
I had somehow convinced myself it was like the summers when I was younger. I would stay at Uncle Billy's for two months and then they would come and get me. It had me thinking that I should try to fix things with Jake. He may be an ass but he was my best friend when we were talking to each other.
I got out of the car and looked at the house in front of me. I was nervous, it couldn't be helped. I knew Jake had hostile feelings towards me, I knew I wasn't in for a nice welcoming. My brain tried to get my feet to move, but my legs just wouldn't comply.
It wasn't until it started to rain even harder that I was finely able to muster up the courage and make my way towards the door. I knocked twice and waited for someone to open the door.
When the door swung open I was met with the gaze of a very buff Jacob.
"Oh, its you." He turned and walked away after giving me a death glare. I walked into the house and closed the door behind me.
"Neveah! Its so good to see you." Uncle Billy wheeled his way into the hall and pulled me down for a hug.
"It's good to see you too Uncle Billy." I hugged him back and then proceeded to head towards the kitchen.
"You ready for dinner?" I called to Uncle Billy as my search through the cupboards began.
"I'm actually going to Charlie's for dinner and Jake is going to Emily's. " I came walking out of the kitchen during this statement, trying to stop a sad look from crossing my face.
"Who is Emily?" I was curious now. Last I knew my idiot cousin was still obsessed with Bella.
"Jake's friend Sam is engaged to her. She does dinner for his group of friends almost every night. I feel bad for the poor girl, cooking for all those guys." Billy shook his head a little bit.
"Oh, so I'm going to be here by myself?" Billy started to nod his head and then stopped.
"Unless you want to go to Emily's with Jake." I started to shake my head no and as I was doing so I could hear Jake stomping up the hallway.
"She is not coming anywhere with me!" He practically yelled at the two of us.
"Why not?" Billy asked his son calmly. I put my hands up in front of me and began to back away from the two of them slowly.
"Because she is annoying and I hate her." I let my mouth drop open slightly at Jake's comment. We had never actually said those words about each other before. I had always thought that he hated me, but now I knew it was actually true.
"Well guess what, she's going with you. I already called Sam and let him know." Jake shot his father a deadly glare before turning towards me.
"Be ready to leave by five. Emily usually has dinner ready around six. I don't want to be late." His voice held no emotion and I just nodded my head in response. He turned to walk back down the hallway and towards his room, I grabbed his arm before he could go to far.
"Jake, I think we should talk." I watched him stare at me in utter confusion.
"We shouldn't be fighting. Come for a walk down the beach with me. Please." He nodded a little bit before repositioning his body so he could follow me outside and towards the beach.
"Listen, Jake.." He cut me off by holding his hand up.
"No Neveah. I know we shouldn't be fighting, but when you have someone who you consider your best friend try and tell you how you should live your life, you don't really want to hear it. Why couldn't you just have been supportive of my decision?" I couldn't answer him with actual words, I just shrugged my shoulders.
"I mean it practically killed me when you told me that stuff about Bella. It made me think that you didn't care about my happiness. You should've just been supportive and we would've been okay. Even if I did get hurt at the very least I would have my best friend." His shoulders hung down in sadness and as I looked at him, I couldn't help but want to go back in time and change things.
"Jake, I'm sorry. I really am. If I could I would go back and change my choice. I miss my best friend." I walked over to my younger cousin and hugged him. It only took a couple seconds and then he began to hug me back.
"I forgive you. In some ways I wish I had listened to you. She ended up choosing that damn Cullen over me." Upon hearing the last part, I felt anger wash through me.
"You're kidding right?" I watched him shake his head no.
"Why would she pick some pale ass freak over you?" I almost screamed at him.
"I don't know. We should get going though. It's almost time for dinner and we still have to get to Sam's house." I nodded my head and he slung his arm around my shoulders as we began to head back.
"So who are the others that Emily feeds?" I was curious to know who I would be meeting tonight.
"Well there's: Quil, Embry, Paul, Jared, Seth, Leah and Kim." The only names that I had recognized out of the whole list where Quil and Embry. I used to hang out with them when I came to visit Jake.
"Well at least I will know two other people there." As we got closer to the house Jake ran inside to grab his car keys. I climbed into his Rabbit and patiently waited.
"Neveah get out of the car. We're taking my motorcycle tonight." He called out to me as he made his way over to the garage.
"Jake, its raining and cold. I'm not getting on the back of a motorcycle." He started it up and motioned for me to get on. I started shaking my head no.
"Fine, starve tonight. My dad doesn't keep much food in the house because neither one of us are ever home to eat it." As he said those words I realized going to Emily's was the only way I would be able to eat. I reluctantly climbed onto the back of the motorcycle and wrapped my arms tightly around Jake's waist.
When I nodded my head slightly against his shoulder, he took off. Surprisingly Jake was really warm. A thought about the rain or cold never crossed my mind the whole way. I didn't even realize we got anywhere until Jake was trying to pry my arms from around his waist.
"Neveah let go. I smell the food and I'm hungry." I smiled a bit as I unwound my arms from his waist. I followed Jake inside and waited by the door for him to introduce me to the group around the table. Instead he took a seat and began to shovel food into his mouth. A woman, with long black hair and three scars across one side of her face, came up to me and held out her hand.
"My name is Emily. Around the table you have; Quil, Embry, Leah, Seth, Paul, Jared, Kim, Sam, and of course you already know Jake." She pointed out each body as she named them off.
"I'm Neveah. Its nice to meet you Emily." I watched the group of boys and the girl named Leah chow down on the food.
"If you can find room take a seat and eat before its gone." Emily chuckled a little and watched as I made my way towards the table. I pushed myself Embry and Paul while grabbing onto the spoon for the potatoes at the same time.
"Hey watch-" Paul cut off as he looked into my eyes. I dropped the spoon that I was using as I felt a shift in my emotions. I didn't want to look away from the chocolate brown eyes that were staring back at me. They were suddenly yanked out of my field of vision by a force I didn't bother looking at.