Sweat trickled down my neck, pooling at the base of my spine. Curtains fluttered and danced in the invisible breeze that seem unable to offer relief.
Not that I cared.
Even if my house was suddenly in the eye of a storm, I would be perfectly calm. I was lying next to the most important man in my life, Jacob. I loved how normal he made me feel.
I have never felt more human, lying with a stomach full of deer blood next to my werewolf best friend.
And what a friend he was, every moment, every breath I seemed to take, Jake was there. Every moment I showed my family, I could feel Jakes protective presence just behind me. I loved how important he made me feel, and how he didn't feel he needed to dote on me to earn my respect.
I know I will always remember my eleventh birthday. Now that looked old enough, I was given a fake birth certificate, a car and almost everything in the Chanel shop from my family.
But I wasn't happy.
That day, I was only truly happy when Jake held me that afternoon. I had been banned from seeing him that day, Rosalie's idea no doubt, and all I wanted was him. His arms were more comfortable that any clothes could ever be.
I had decided to go for a walk, to get away from it all, when he swooped. He tackled me in wolf form.
Finally! I remember screaming in my head, ever since I was a kid all I wanted to do was play fight with Jake, but apparently I was to fragile.
He spun around, wolf grin in place, tongue lagging.
"Bring it!" I had yelled as I rushed off after him, as he slid into the forest.
After sparring for what seemed like hours, I collapsed on a log, and was soon followed by the giant himself. Clothed, I noticed, in only cut off jeans.
We sat for a while in silence, just staring out at the green canvas that lay before us. Then my stomach tingled, my throat jiggled and I laughed. I have never laughed for so long and so completely, in my whole life.
I only stopped when I heard Jake sniggering next to me, and for the first time in a whole day, got a chance to appreciate him fully. He had his head cocked to the side, and was wearing an amused yet confused smirk.
"What?" I said, trying to remain composed. Afraid a rampant giggle would escape.
"Your asking me what?" Jacob said smiling "When you're the one who has a laughing fit over… nothing!" After poking me in the ribs and trying to tickle me, his face melted into his I have something to say, but I can't mask.
I stared at him for a little longer, but finally figured I should explain. I took his smooth face in my hand and showed him the joy I hand felt as we danced and fought at high speed through the trees. Accidentally, I showed him the hurt and pain I had felt when I pushed him a bit to hard into a tree, breaking a rib.
Noticing the confused look on his face, I pulled away.
"I've always wanted for you to play rough with me." I murmured, my voice husky with embarrassment.
I looked over at Jake, and noticed that he was smiling coyly, and after a quick glance over at me, checked we weren't touching.
"Nessie," he managed to choke out "so have I." He smiled at me, not a hint of a lie in his eyes.
It felt like there was something in his words that I had missed, but I made the mistake of not pursuing it.
"So, I'm guessing you want your present now?" Jake said after a long silence.
"A present? Wasn't that it?" I said, confused. He didn't need to give me anything, that play fight was enough.
"What do you think I am? Cheap?" He said, pretending to be hurt.
I quickly showed him one of my favorite memories, where Jacob had just erected a cot in the nursery, only to have Rose barge in and destroy it, simply because it was from Ikea.
We laughed at that for a while, sharing thoughts and blonde jokes.
"But seriously, do you want your prezzie?" He said, putting on an Australian accent, making me giggle.
I could sense the doubt in his voice, so I showed him how eager I was. This caused the same coy smile.
"Well," he said, bringing out a small box "Its just a little something I bought, but you will out shine it."
Blushing at his comment, I reached out for the box. Once it was in my hand I savored the feeling of the velvet in my hand, smelling traces of Rosalie on the box. That struck me as odd, Rose helping Jake buying a gift?
I decided to get it over and done with, and slid open the box.
I looked inside, and was crushed.
Flattened, completely devastated.
My day was ruined in one small word.
Gold.
Inside was a pair of perfectly ornate gold earrings, with a small… More like huge, gaudy diamond in the middle of the golden nests.
I looked up and Jakes face, plastering on my most practiced fake smile. But I knew he wasn't fooled, even though I could fool my own parents with that smile, Jake could always read me to well.
I looked him straight in the eye, and force words of praise out of my mouth. Even though all I wanted from Jake was a hug.
"Whoa, relax Kiddo!" Jake said to me, as he saw small tears forming in my eyes. "Those are from Rosalie's cupboard, here is your real present."
He handed me a small package wrapped in tissue paper. I had never been so relieved in my life. I hated him for a second, for playing such an awful prank on me, but then I loved him again for stealing Rose's prize earrings.
I couldn't help but stare at him after he gave me the gift, smiling at him, letting him know that I found his joke hilarious.
Slowly I unwrapped the paper, and was amazed to find what lay inside. It was perhaps the most intricate pendant I had ever held. Whittled out of a slightly familiar wood was an amazingly beautiful heart, with the letters J&R carved on its surface.
"Jake… I… Its… I love it!" I managed to squeeze out.
"Well, Nessie. I though I would make something special for you, so you could always remember this moment." He said, shifting from the log, onto his knees at my legs.
"My darling Ness, Will you…" Jake paused.
My heart was racing, my palms frosted with a light sweat. I was so curious about what he was going to say, and his silence was killing me.
"Attend High School with me?" He said, trying not to laugh.
My jaw dropped, eyes bulged. I was so happy. All I had ever wanted was a chance to experience the human experience of school.
"How did you get Mum and Dad to say yes?" I blurted, still completely shocked.
He just smiled. With out saying anything I stood, dragging him up with me. I jumped onto the log we had been sitting on, so that I was the same height as him. Completely overwhelmed by the prank, his pendant and now the most amazing gift of all, I lent in towards him.
Not know what I was doing, and following only what I had seen Alice and Jasper do, I kissed him.
It was only a quick kiss, just a peck on the lips, but as soon as our skin touched, I was starving. My throat burned for more, I wanted, for the first time in my life, his blood.
Jacob just stood there completely shocked, just as stunned as I was at my actions.
To relieve the silence, I drew him into a bone-crushing hug.
"Do you have any idea how much this means to me?" I said, my breath catching in my throat, my thirst overpowering,
"Well I do now." He said in his sarcastic way, although there was hidden velvet to his voice, I could almost hear it… Could it be… Lust?
Scared by that thought, I touched him, and showed him how badly I wanted to go back to the house, leaving out the part of my extreme thirst.
"Sure, just on last thing" Jake said, as he spoke he picked the earrings out of the box they were nestled in and, after handing one to me, threw his earring into the nearby stream. Laughing, I followed suit, imagining what would happen if she found out what we had done.
Ever since that day, almost a month ago now, I've been sleeping in the same bed as Jake. And as lame and dependant as it sounds, I think I'll never be able to sleep without him. Just one warm hug has my eyelids drooping, and my speech slurring. I guess I should be happy that we are going to High School together, but now, after the initial excitement has worn off, I am terrified.
What happens if I drink a human's blood? What will happen if the people don't like me? What if I get bullied because I'm different?
Jasper told me to look at it like an anthropology expedition. How can I possibly observe human nature, when I'm raking my brains just to keep up with the slang? And any way, what the hell does Word mean? Apart from the obvious… And why does adding izzle after everything make you cool?
Oh god. I'm screwed.
Jake sat bolt upright, panting, his hair plastered to his face, sweat making his tanned arms glow.
"Nizzle! Holy Shizzle! I was dreaming about you! And Oh My Gizzle! You know what I'm saying? Word?" Jake looked like he had been hit by a truck, after being stuck in its headlights, and it was only after he had spoken that he decided to translate.
"Nessie! Holy Shit! I was dreaming about you! Oh My God! Are you aright? Yeah?"
Hiding my laughter, I showed him what I had been thinking about when he was sleeping… And accidentally gave him a glimpse into my dream.
I flushed red, as I saw his face change, he softened, and lost the look of horror. But there was something else. I think it might just be… Impossible… Lust again!
To try and move things along, I whispered good night into his hear, and when to wrap my arms around his lower stomach, to signal I wanted to spoon as we slept. But he brushed my hand away, and I could hear that his heart rate was raised.
He rolled over and padded out of bed, to the bathroom. Leaving me to toss and turn during the night.
He returned when I was just about to fall asleep. He was glowing, and flushed, and smelt different, but I was too tired to take proper notice.
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