Hailey's POV

"I've made a decision as to what my reckless and idiotic thing to do for this week is!" I shouted. Jake looked at me, not surprised, but as always, curious. I was always, if nothing else, unpredictable. The only thing about me you could actually rely on was the fact that I would always have some, crazy scheme to get what I want. And when I decided I wanted Jacob Black, a lot of unpredictable, insane schemes were most definitely required. When I'd met him, Bella Swan was still human, and he was still trying to win her heart. But then, she got married , and had that Edward JR creature, and well, after that she was most definitely not human. Jake had been devastated, he'd finally lost. But I was there, and helped him until we got to where we are today - best friends. Except I depended on him much more than he'd ever need me.

"And what would that be, you ask? Well, I've decided that I'm going to date….EMMETT"

"What?! That definitely tops all your other plans as most stupid, which, might I remind you, all failed miserably."

'Yep, I know they did. You still don't love me' I thought to myself.

"They did not!" I shouted defensively. "Okay, so maybe they did. But this one won't."

"And how do you know that?"

"Well, I'm just smart and know all these things, and you don't because you're an idiot." I smiled. Overly cheerful usually annoyed him, and since he was making mean jokes about my schemes, I was going to drive him crazy.

"Thanks."

"You're welcome. Isn't the rain just lovely today?! Oh, and look here comes Leah!"

"That's just great." he said, completely ignoring me, "Wait, why is Leah here ?!"

"I was only kidding." I smiled.

"Well, speaking of Leah, you ought to meet her brother, Seth. He's also annoyingly optimistic. You could enjoy the rain together."

"But I wanted to tell you about how I'm going to steal Emmett from Rosalie."

"Sure, go ahead," he sighed.

"Well, first we're going to go to Emmett's house and kidnap Rosalie, and you're going to hide her somewhere, and we'll say she left him for-"

"Do you have any idea how stupid you sound? And as I've told you many times, there is no we in your stupid plans. If you wanna date Emmett Cullen, you find a way to do it yourself." he said, though he never would've told me that if he thought there was a chance it might happen. I was beginning to think he actually liked me. The thought made me giggle.

"What?"

"Oh, nothing. The way you're always so pessimistic is very funny," I grinned.

"Whatever. So you slept in my car again last night?"

"Yes," I sighed, eyes filling with tears. I was also extremely sensitive.

"Why?"

"He hit me again." I whispered, as if we were in a crowd of people, though we were sitting in his room. The he I had referred to was my brother. He was 15 years older than me, and when my parents left for Australia, he'd invited me to stay behind. Only, I had no idea he was going to get himself drunk all the time and hit me. The rain wasn't the only reason I wore long sleeves.

And then, the strangest thing happened. Jacob hugged me. At first, I didn't return the hug because of shock, but when I did, he pulled away. I sighed, wiped away my tears, and then rolled up my sleeves to show him the bruises.

"Why don't you just come inside sometimes? It has to be cold out here, and well, I'm never in my room, so you could sleep there, when you want. You could maybe just live here. I guess. You don't eat much, obviously."

"Don't. Even. Go there."

He smiled and patted my head. "Girls your age should weigh more than 103 pounds. And you're pretty tall. So of course I would assume you're anorexic."

The tears that had left for someone else, now decided they loved me and wanted to move back. "I am not! Gosh! Even if I was, I'd turn bulimic just so I could eat you out of house and home, only leaving enough food for your father!" I shouted. That was one of the only things that made me mad. I hated being called that.

"Chill out would you! I know you're not anorexic. I was just kidding. You get so worked up over the stupidest things. So, are you staying or not?"

"I suppose, though I'm not sure how anyone could stand living with you." I sighed. Well, that was the biggest lie I ever told. I would gladly stand living with him.

"It's still only 7 AM. Why don't you go back to sleep?" he said.

"That would be nice," I smiled, "You don't get much sleep laying in the back of a car with your purse for a pillow and a jacket for a blanket in the freezing cold."

"Good night then," he said, and stood to leave.

"Night," I mumbled, and was out as soon as my head hit the pillow.