He wasn't coming back. That was the harsh reality that I had to live with now. He was gone and left me to transform into a zombie. That is, until I started hanging out with Jacob Black. Jake took the darkness away with his illuminating smile. He was the only sun in my life now. Charlie couldn't have been happier, seeing how close I was with Jacob. It was obvious that Billy felt the same way. I could have sworn they were planning our wedding behind our backs. I wasn't ready for a relationship yet, plus I didn't see Jacob that way… at least I thought I didn't.
I was almost positive that people assumed we were a couple, especially Billy and Charlie, because we walked holding hands and he always holds me when I need it the most. But that was because he was my best friend. If anyone else tried it, like Mike or Eric, I would break their arms off or use the pepper spray that Charlie loved giving me every time he would think I ran out of my previous one. Jacob was different than anyone I had ever known. Even Edward. I cringed at the thought of his name, feeling a sharp pain strike my heart. You would think that I have learned my lesson by now. It has been a little over six months since he left and the pain that took my breath away every time I so much as thought of his name was unbearable.
Jacob filled the large void in my heart and I was so happy that I had him in my life. I snapped back into reality when I realized that there was a large russet colored wolf standing in front of me. I suddenly felt his tongue lick the side of my face and heard his wolfy chuckle which sounded like a 90 year old man who has bronchitis from smoking too many cigarettes. "Ew, Jake!" I screamed giggling as I wiped his slobber off of my cheek. It was still weird to see him in his wolf form. But I was starting to become used to it.
I absentmindedly ran my fingers through his long, warm fur and laughed as I watched his large tail swish back and forth with happiness. "Are you going to phase back or are you going to go to the movies like this? I may be able to handle werewolves, but I'm not sure that other people will," I teased. He did his wolfy laugh again and nodded his head once and licked my other cheek before running off into the woods. "Jake!" I screamed and laughed as I wiped my other slob-infested cheek. Before I was finished getting his saliva off of me, he was already back.
His smile sent a sense of happiness over me. It was impossible not to smile when he did, it was contagious like a yawn. He was dressed in a black muscle tee shirt with blue jeans. I couldn't help but let my eyes linger on the protruding muscles that were coming out of the sleeves of his shirt. I didn't realize I was staring until I heard his voice, "I'm assuming that you like this outfit better?" I felt a rush of heat fill my cheeks. My face must have been crimson by now. I seriously needed to get a tan. My pale face had no match against how many times a day I blushed with embarrassment.
Once I could talk again I finally agreed, "Much better." He walked closer to me, still with a grin plastered on his tan skin. "Ready to go?" He asked and I nodded. He took my hand and we walked over to my car. His hand was so warm in mine, something that I wasn't used to. I was used to the coldness. However, the heat was growing on me and I wasn't complaining. We climbed into the car and made our way to the movie theatre.
To be continued…