A/N: Hello everyone. So, figured I try my hand at the whole Twific thing. This chapter's short, but it's sort of a preview. Tell me what you think...reviews will make me smile XD
I was surrounded by darkness, but I could vaguely make out the shapes of the trees surrounding me. There was a figure in the distance, sparkling like a million diamonds. He was getting smaller and smaller as he walked away. I opened my mouth the scream his name, but I couldn't make a sound. I couldn't stop him. I tried to scream one more time…
My eyes flew open and I sat upright, wiping the tears from my cheeks. Next to me, my best-friend-in-the-world/boyfriend was staring at me with relief. He grasped my hand, "You were screaming again. I didn't want to wake you up."
I didn't have to ask him what I was saying; I could see it in the shadow of rage creeping over his face. He knew exactly what I had dreamt of, since I'd been having the same nightmare so often lately, "Oh, Jake," I whispered, "It was terrible" And, remembering the real event, the tears began to flow again. He pulled me close, "It's okay Bella. I'm here. I will never leave you" he held me even more tightly, trying to protect me from my own mind. I was shaking violently. Each night it became more and more vivid. I tried to bury myself into him and forget. This was the only place where I felt safe, in the arms of Jacob Black.
After my sobbing quieted down, he gently released me and stood up, "Let's go get you something to drink." I held out my hand and he pulled me off the bed, leading me to the kitchen of our tiny apartment, where I slid into a chair as he prepared two cups of cocoa and sat down across from me, holding my hand across the table. We were silent for a few minutes. He played with our hands, turning them over until he thought of something to say, "Charlie called again."
I didn't respond. Flashes of the figure in the woods filled my brain.
"He really wants us to come over for Thanksgiving dinner." I tried to let myself be distracted. "Did you tell him that we'd be in Jacksonville? I can't cancel on Renée this late. You know how she gets."
"Bells, he's all alone. He's not used to it after all that time he spent with you." He said it sincerely, but his face betrayed him. I raised an eyebrow and waited for him to continue, "and…Sam called too."
"I figured."
"Hikers are getting killed in the forest again. They think it's...her."
"Her?" I asked, my jaw dropping, "As in…" I couldn't form the word: Victoria. My single greatest fear.
"Bella, it's okay. We won't let her hurt you, or Charlie. The pack just needs me to help protect the town barriers. Sam thinks that this might be the last time. He thinks she might slip up."
"She doesn't slip up. It's been five years and you guys haven't even…" I trailed off, afraid of hurting his feelings, but it was already too late. His tone became defensive, "She hasn't hurt anyone in Forks. Ever. And she's not going to this time. We're not that useless." I knew what he was thinking. It got worse every time I had those nightmares. He walked away from me, just as a precaution, and put his mug down. The handle was dented where his fingers had been.
"You know, it's getting harder to explain all the broken stuff every time people come over." I tried to joke. He was facing away from me, but I could see him stiffen. He was trying so hard. I could hear him speak through gritted teeth, "Just tell them it's the dog." He said it like it was an insult.
I gauged his posture, determined that it was safe, and went over to him, wrapping my arms around his waist, "Bella, don't." his teeth weren't clenched anymore, and I could feel his muscles relaxing. I rested my head against his back, "It's okay. You won't hurt me." We stood like that for a few seconds, until he turned around and held me.
"I'm so sorry" he said into my ear, "I hate this so much; never being enough, almost hurting you. God, I wish it would just…" I pulled away, holding his face in my hands, "Jacob, look at me. You are everything I need. I love you. I wouldn't care if you were the Lochness Monster; I'd love you anyway. And yes, I'm worried about Victoria, but it's not because I'm worried about her hurting me. It's because I wouldn't be able to live with myself if she hurt you."
That seemed to get him back to normal. He shrugged away my hands, "Ha! Like that's ever gonna happen!" He had no idea what she was capable of, but there was no way I was going to get it through his head without hurting his stupid pride. I sighed, "Just be careful."
"Sure, sure" he smirked.
A/N: Well, just wouldn't a Jacob story without those two words (technically one word, but whatever). Weird that they left that out of the movie
