"Bella!" the love of my life called.
"You eating breakfast?" It's been a long night. Wow, I can't remember what happened, actually. "Uh, yeah. Be right down." Was that really Jacob? I was in a fog. I buttoned up my shirt, put sweat pants on and walked downstairs. "Hey there." He looked at me, smiling. "Hi." I scurried over to him and kissed him. "Pancakes or eggs?" letting go of me, he asked.
"Pancakes, please." I said, with an innocent voice.
I sat at the kitchen table and picked up a health magazine. I opened up the first page, "Dr. Cullen saves boys life". I've heard enough about the Cullens! They're everywhere! Sometimes, I even think they're seriously stalking me. "What's going on now, love?" Jake asked me, as I closed the page and he got eggs out of the fridge.
"Nothing. I think I had a nightmare about that Emmett Cullen guy last night. He was trying to attack me, I swear." I've been having a lot of nightmares about them lately. I have known for a while that they were vampires, ever since I moved to Forks. I'm not saying that I'm afraid of them, but sometimes I wonder if they just "say" that they are vegetarians. Only selected people know they're bloodsuckers. Mostly, the wolf clan and I. Since I became the werewolves' girlfriend, I've been feeling like I don't belong here. But in my heart, I do.
Jake and I have been friends since little kids, making mud pies. When I lived with Renee, my mother, I still kept in touch with him. Turns out, when I moved in with Charlie, Jake and I started to date.
Yes, he's a wolf. Note to self: Don't make him angry…Especially at night. "I'd beat him up, but that would break the treaty." He kissed me on the forehead. "Do you want some help, Jakey?" he turned on the water, and then dropped a frying pan with a big BAM. "Are you sure? I used to cook for Charlie all the time. I know what I'm doing." I told him, as I went over to pick the frying pan up. "Yeah, so do I!" he went to the refrigerator and got out some lettuce. "Jakey-boo, can I ask you a question? A woman who knows how to cook, to a man that claims he does?" "Go ahead."
He got out another frying pan, opened up the lettuce bag, and put some in. "What do you need lettuce for? You're making pancakes, you said. And water? Honey, let me do it..." I reached for the knob to turn the water off, and he grabbed my wrist. On his way to my wrist, his nails scratched my hand incredibly hard. "Dammit!"
I clutched my hand with my other one. It's becoming numb. He looked horrendous, as he grabbed a paper towel and wetted it for me. "I'm sorry babe; you know not to mess with me…" He patted the paper towel on my hand, it was really bleeding.
Sometimes I wonder if going out with a wolf is a good idea.
I feel really dizzy… I can feel myself slowly falling, Jake noticed and caught me. He carried me over to the couch with his ultra fast running. "Let's get you some break-" I drifted off into the horrific nightmares of Cullen World…