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Looking After You
Chapter 2 Monsters outside
"Will. Will are you awake?" I heard a small voice ask as it pulled me out of my sleep.
"Yeah buddy. What's wrong?" I asked still half asleep, sitting up in bed now looking at a very frightened five year old.
"I heard a monster outside and I saw it. I'm scared, will you protect me Will?" Ethan said with his bottom lip jutting out in a puppy dog face.
"Sure come on." I said letting him climb in bed with his lion I hadn't seen in the dark, he slept on the left side of the bed and I slept close to him letting him feel safe.
*Morning 10:30*
"Will! Will! Will!!" I practically sat straight up in bed as if possessed, but when I saw it was just my little brother jumping up and down beside my bed trying to wake me a calmed down.
"Yes Ethan?" I asked rubbing my eyes then running my hand through my muddled black hair.
"I'm hungry." He said his voice now immediately calm.
"Okay munchkin." I mumbled throwing the covers off of myself and getting out of bed to grab him some cereal.
As Ethan ate his cereal I made myself a small cup of coffee, the stuff never kept me awake I just rather favored the taste of it and how warm it made me in this cold state.
"What are we doing today?" Ethan asked his chin dripping with milk.
"Well," I started as I made my way over to wipe his chin with a napkin, "I was thinking about finding a day care for you and a job for me, but we could put that off for tomorrow and maybe go to the beach." I said smoothing down a flyaway hair on Ethan's head.
"But I don't want to go to school!" He exclaimed folding his tiny arms and pouting.
"Well want doesn't mean you get." I told him. "It's not like I want to go to work." I added.
He kept his pout plastered on his face and is arms folded tight against his chest.
"Keep it up, and we're not going to the beach today." I scolded him and turned on the radio.
"Fine." I heard Ethan say and start to eat his cereal again.
"I'll lay your clothes out and when you're done get dressed and grab your jacket." I instructed him as I made my way to my room to get dressed for today's outing.
I got dressed in a black sweater and dark blue jeans then went to Ethan's room to pick out something warm for him to wear. I picked out a small white long sleeve T-shirt and black jeans then did my morning routine of wrestling my hair into a decent ponytail.
"When are we going? When are we going? When are we going?" Came the endless chant from down the hall and it just kept getting closer until the source of the chant was standing next to me jumping up and down with its hair in a disastrous ponytail.
I looked down at Ethan and also found he had his shirt on backwards and almost laughed out loud.
"We will go when you have your shirt on the right way and your hair in a neat ponytail and not a rat nest." I told him helping with his shirt and grab a rush to start on his hair.
After we both had made it through the morning and had hopped into our dark blue 1992 Ford F-150 XL we started to drive down to the beach. I'd already packed three blankets, two sandwiches, a few bottles of water, and some of Ethan's beach toys for the afternoon before we'd left the house.
It took us a max of five minutes to get to the beach since we lived rather close, well everyone lived rather close to the beach. I parked my truck somewhere on the side of the road and got the bag I'd brought along with our stuff in it out then locked the doors after I'd unbuckled Ethan from his booster seat.
"Will wear are my toys?" Ethan asked jumping up and down while also tugging on my jacket.
"Hold your horses I'll get them out in a minute." I said as I reached into the back bed of the truck pulling out a see through bag full of his beach toys.
"Yes!" He yelled with joy as I handed them to him.
"Stay where I can see you, ok." I told him before he ran off towards the beach shore where there was plenty of sand to play with.
"K!" He yelled to me before he took off like a lightning bolt.
I smiled as I watched him run and settle in a spot far enough away from the water and the sand was still semi-dry. I carried the bag full of everything but his toys a few feet from where Ethan was settled and playing with the sand. I set down the bag and pulled out a blanket to sit on and another to wrap around myself to keep warm although both Ethan and I were used to the weather and we both knew we couldn't stay out for long without it raining.
We'd lived in Dallas, Oregon before we, or rather I moved back to La Push. I was born here when my parents had, had a fight and my mom didn't know she was pregnant until she was about four months along with me. She decided to stay in La Push and not tell my father until her water broke on the living room floor of her friend's house she was staying at. I was born in Forks Community hospital unlike my brother who was born in West Valley Hospital in Oregon (my mother and father eventually made up and she moved back to Oregon taking me with her at a month old). I got my traditional Quileute looks from her (black hair, brown eyes, tan skin and semi-high cheek bones) my brother how ever took after my father a little more than I did, well a lot more than I did. Ethan had black hair like me or my mother had but his eyes were a mix between green and brown, which made a beautiful color unlike some may believe, and didn't have tan skin like me or my mother had but just a medium glaze that put balance to his features.
"Willy come look what I made!" Ethan's voice rang.
I was forced to get off of my butt and walk over to where Ethan was playing with the sand and saw that he'd made a small sand castle.
"How beautiful Ethan, and are you the knight that protects the castle?" I asked examining his sand sculpture.
"Yes Silly-Willy I have to protect the people inside duh." He told me as if explaining it to a three year old.
I chuckled at his comment and helped him build it up even more, getting sand on the blanket and my sweater. We stopped for a moment to enjoy and makings of Willow's Famous Turkey Sandwiches (aka my delicious turkey sandwiches). I washed our hands off with the extra bottle of water I brought and wiped them on one of the blankets that wasn't in use and threw the half empty bottle back into the bag.
When I looked up from putting our trash in a grocery bag and back into our big bag I saw someone I didn't see standing by the water before. It was a guy I made no assumption about that. His back was turned towards me and Ethan with his shirt off but blue jeans on although I could see he was more in shape than many a guy I ever saw and very tall. He also had tan skin like me but I assumed that he was a smidge darker than me, and had his hair short but it was mostly likely black like Ethan's and mine.
"Can we play tag?" Ethan asked me snapping me out of my thoughts.
"Sure but watch where you run." I told him obviously referring to the tall, dark and handsome (making this conclusion from what I could see from the back).
"Ok then you're it!"Ethan yelled before jumping up and started running around.
"Ethan!" I laughed getting up to chase after him, lucky I was wearing tennis shoes.
"Can't get me slow poke!" He yelled turning his head half way around but kept running.
I ran to catch up with him but he did have a head start and was more or less all jacked up on sugar from is morning cereal.
"Eth slow down!" I called after him laughing.
"Never!" He joked looking back at me once more.
I couldn't yell at Ethan fast enough because I didn't see until it was too late that Ethan was on a crash collision course into tall, dark and handsome. I saw Ethan smack into the guy's legs while his head was turned toward me, and then fall flat on to his back. All I could think at that time was 'Please let it one of those nice guys' as I ran to a whimpering Ethan. I saw the guy turn around before I made it there and staring at his back did him no justice.
I basically slid on the sand on my knees to Ethan's side while tall, dark and handsome had been turned around for a few seconds.
"Hey Eth are you ok?" I asked smoothing loose hairs from his face while I bit my lip and prayed that tall, dark and handsome was going to be easy going.
"No." Ethan said as he whimpered.
"What hurts?" I asked as I saw from the corner of my eye tall, dark and handsome crouch down a little above my level.
"My head." Ethan whimpered.
"I can see why, you smacked into a rock." I heard a masculine voice say from behind me.
Now I thought 'Not one of those guys'.
"Yeah I guess he didn't hurt you, but I'm sorry for that little incident." I said in a polite voice.
"No it's fine." He laughed.
The guy couldn't see my face so I tried to keep it that way, I didn't want to have an arrogant guy on my tail if I was going to be living here with Ethan. So I tried my best to help Ethan up, concealing my face with as much cover as my pony tail had to offer which wasn't much. And because I'm so lucky, the wind blew and blew the hair I had slung over my left shoulder around to settle on my back. I groaned inwardly and smacked myself, hypothetically of course.
"Come on Ethan we'll take care of your head when we get home." I said finally getting him to stand on his feet.
As I started to walk with Ethan, I prayed that tall, dark, handsome, and arrogant didn't ask for anything or even remotely think I was single. How I wished for this once that he thought Ethan was my son. But I guess everything was against me.
"Hey wait!" I heard the guy say before Ethan and I had gotten too far ahead for him to jog up to us. "Well I guess maybe I should help you carry your things back to your car, if you'd let me." He offered giving me an award winning smile, and oh boy did I think about it.
"No it's fine I'll get it." I said trying to shake him the best I could without seeming to be rude.
"I'm not a stalker if that's what you think." Wow he was good, trying to break the ice with a joke.
"I never said you were besides I have to get him home." I insisted referring to Ethan.
"Come on how much trouble would you be going through letting me help you with loading your stuff?" He asked.
"Not much I guess." I replied giving in but still keeping my eye on him.
He loaded the big bag inside the car and even folded the blankets that we'd used, and also picked up Ethan's toys and put them in the bag then into the truck bed while I calmed Ethan and buckled him in. This guy was pretty impressive.
Afterwards when I had all but shut the door and he was leaning on the door fame I was really considering giving this guy a chance.
"Thanks for letting me help you. By the way my name is Jacob." He said and shook my hand with his very warm one.
"My name is Willow." I said with an actual smile.
He backed up from the door enough for me to close it, as I pulled away I was looking forward to seeing him around again.
"See you around I guess!" He yelled as I pulled away.
"I guess." I whispered to myself.
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