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The kiss
I felt his incredibly warm arm wrap around my waist wondering what it was doing there. I had spent a whole day with Jacob, against my fiancé's wishes and now Jacob was walking me home, under the dark night. I looked at the dark evening sky and gazed at the stars watching us from above. All I could hear in my head was repeats of Edwards's words "Are you sure it's a good idea? He's probably still upset about hearing that you're getting married. Why push it further? He might get angry and lash out on you. I don't want you to get hurt." All these and many more of his little advice lines kept creeping back into my mind, but, surprisingly, Jacob was fine, sure he was a bit weird at the start, but after that, it was ok. We got talking and here we are, just 2 friends hanging out, at least, that's what it was for me.
My mind remained on Edward, thinking about how much I missed him while Jacob rambled on about something-probably something about werewolves again.
"Bella" he asked suddenly, making me jump. I turned to face left and looked up at the tall figure's face.
"What's wrong? What's on your mind?" he questioned me.
"Nothing, I'm fine, sorry, you were saying something about werewolv…" I replied distracted.
"All done" he interrupted, letting a chuckle escape his mouth.
A sudden gust of wind blew right at us, making me shiver, even though I had one of Jacob's burning arms around me. He saw the shiver; it wouldn't have escaped his werewolf vision, so he pulled me closer and carried on walking, holding me against him.
"Edward's a lucky guy I have to admit, even though I can't stand him." Jacob broke through the silence. I could see in his eyes the envy and hurt and wished there was a way I could help him. I gave him a stern look as if to say "don't start".
"Do you ever think what it might be like if we got together?" he asked dreamily.
I couldn't help feeling annoyance, yet at the same time sympathy. "Well, I think that would have been incredibly weird, after all, we are best friends." I tried to let him down gently.
"Still, I think we would have made a good couple." He chuckled, as a smile creeped up on his face.
I chuckled back "Not as good as me and Edward." I had to remind him, I couldn't let him go too far, it would be too hard to recover from-for him and me.
"We could see what its like, you know, me and you." He announced.
Oh my God! The nerve! I couldn't help it, I had to make him know his place in my relationship, but before I could, I saw that we were already in my house, well Charlie's house. We had been walking back and I hadn't realised until now that we had made it into my room.
I got back to the situation, now I had to say something. Otherwise he would take my silence the wrong way.
Too late. He reached for me, as I stupidly tried to figure out what was happening. How slow was I? He leant in and pressed his warm lips on mine. Oh no what am I going to do? He wanted this so bad. I squirmed but he didn't seem to notice. Finally, I managed to push; the extremely heavy load that was Jacob, back.
"What are you doing?!" I shouted at him. It was ok, Charlie wasn't home.
"You didn't answer, so I thought you wanted to go along with it. I'm not a mind reader like your leech." He answered calmly, emphasising the word leech.
"How could you?! For goodness sake Jacob!" I yelled.
I saw he wasn't too bothered about his actions; he had gotten his share of "fun".
"Well, as much as I would love to stand and argue with you, I have to go, so I'll see ya later Bells. Send my regards to your leech, would you? Bye." he said cheerfully as he walked out, whistling some stupid tune to himself. I heard the front door shut. What now? I'm all alone, and I really needed to be with Edward; hunting took too long I swear. I missed the coldness, I was all warmed up by an annoying dog and all I could do was replay that stupid scene of me and Jacob-did I not tell him I'm engaged? I shook away whatever thought I had left of me and Jacob; after all it wasn't fair on Edward. I decided to go and get Charlie's dinner ready, keep my mind busy and distracted.
I started to chop some vegetables and began to get worked up over the kiss I just had. I slammed the knife down on the chopping board and slid it back.
"Ouch!" Perfect, just what I needed, a cut finger with blood spilling out. I couldn't look at it. My stomach started to churn so I quickly fished out a plaster from an old first aid box I found on the shelf just above the counter.
Charlie's cruiser drove into the driveway. "Hey Bells." He sounded cheerful.
"Hey dad." I mumbled back, busying myself with the cooking once I had the skin coloured plaster strapped on my index finger, stopping the blood that remained spilling out of the cut.
We had a bit of a chit chat, you know, one of those "how was your day" conversations. I served the dinner, and after our brief chat, I dragged my tired body up the stairs and collapsed onto my bed. Images of me and Jacob kissing ran through my head.
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