My left foot tapped impatiently as I parked my truck on the grass of the reservation. I took the key out of the ignition, and was glad to hear the roaring die. I was always glad to here the roaring die. I forced myself to not look at the mangled dashboard as I opened the door and stepped out into the mist.
"Bells!" I heard him yell from the front of the garage. I smiled a dazed smile, the only smile I had ever since…
I pushed away the memory, and trudged through the mud to the garage. Jacob immediately enveloped me in one of his huge bear hugs. He was so warm. The dreariness of the day was washed away quickly. I was happy to step into the garage and get out of the nasty weather of Forks. The Rabbit was the first thing I saw.
"Wow Jake, new paint job?" I asked, seeing the fresh paint on the Volkswagen. I opened the door and stepped in. He swiftly joined me, hopping into the driver's seat. The look on his face was one of a little child's at Christmas. The Rabbit was his pride and joy. He chuckled.
"Yup. It finished drying last night. Looks nice huh?" He asked me, an eager look in his eyes. I smiled and answered.
"Looks great. Adds a lot to the car." I said, not really knowing if it looked good, or if he was even finished yet. I felt bad I couldn't celebrate with him more than I was. He grinned.
"Ok Bella! Want a coke?" He asked, reaching down and grabbing two. I gratefully took, not realizing how thirsty I had become. Jake suddenly shifted in his seat and turned to look at me, and excited look in his eyes.
"Wanna take it for a drive Bells?" He asked, leaning forward in his enthusiasm.
"Uh"
"It'll be great!"
I couldn't ignore the ready look in his eyes. I shrugged and agreed.
"Let's go Jake. It's gotta be safer than the motorcycles." I reasoned. I put on my seat belt, and glared at him when he gave me withering look.
"Police chiefs daughter Jacob." I told him, attempting to defend myself. He rolled his eyes.
"Ugh, Jake just shut up and go."
He grinned widely, and revved the engine.