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Thanks for the responses already! Keep it up! Oh and keep in mind that Jacob imprinted on her as a wolf in the woods last chapter.


"Just when you think that you're in control,
just when you think that you've got a hold,
just when you get on a roll,
here it goes, here it goes, here it goes again.
Oh, here it goes again.
I should have known,
should have known,
should have known again,
but here it goes again.
Oh, here it goes again."

Here it Goes Again


"I bet my Mom thinks we hooked up." I chuckled dryly as Kenny pulled into my driveway.

"Go inside with a dreamy smile on your face, like we spent the whole night making out."

"Ew…if I thought about that I'd cringe."

"Oh thanks."

"You know what I mean." I sighed. "I'll think about making out with Alex Gaskarth or something."

"Who the hell is Alex Gaskarth?"

"I thought you were my friend?" I questioned before I swung open the door and got out of his car.

Of course my Mom was right there when I opened the door, so I immediately put on my game face. Not the look that said 'I saw a huge wolf and my best friend didn't believe me', but the look that hopefully conveyed the fact I had hooked up with my best friend to my Mom.

"You look happy…what happened?!"

"Nothing."

"Did you two kiss?!"

"Yes, but we both realized that we think of each other as siblings…sorry Mom." I replied before I headed upstairs to my room.

I heard her sigh, but kept moving. I think Mom realized that Kenny and I would never be more, but she saw Kenny as someone that would keep me safe always, and thought it would be even better if we made it official or something.

Scott was lounging across my bed when I entered my room. He looked hilarious. Since he was 6'4" his feet hung off the end of my small twin bed and touched the carpeted floor.

"What are you doing here?"

"Kari kicked me out." He sighed.

"I never did like her."

"Me either."

I rolled my eyes at him and threw my rolled up graduation gown at him before I started emptying my overnight bag.

"You need to find a good woman." I stated.

"Why? I have two lovely ladies right here."

"You don't kiss us and you certainly can't have sex with us."

"Silvia! Thanks for imprinting that image in my mind for the rest of my life! And I know. What about you and Kenny?"

"We kissed."

"What?!" He certainly wasn't expecting that one.

"Yeah, we decided we should make sure that there was nothing between us." I replied with a devious smile. "I had Mom going though."

"You two are horrible." He rolled his eyes. "Where else will you find a man with enough balls to handle you?"

"Not around here." I sighed. "Now get out. You better make yourself useful around here if you're going to be moving back in."

"Yes ma'am."

I only had about a half hour to myself in my room until I heard my Mom calling me from the bottom of the stairs to take care of my dog. So I sighed and headed outside to my two year old mutt, Brewster. Brewster had been my sixteenth birthday present from Scott when he was only just a puppy. He had been so cute and it was so easy to fall in love with him. Not to mention the fact that he was such a well behaved dog and easy to train.

"Hey Brewster." I called as I headed back out into the fenced in back yard where Brewster was free to roam, as long as he kept his crap in the back corner. See, I had been able to train him to poop in one area unlike Scott's dog we had a long time ago that pooped wherever the hell it felt like it.

He ran up to me and immediately jumped up on my legs to greet me. I rubbed his ears before he jumped back down and went to do whatever it was he was doing before I interrupted him. In the mean time I refilled his water and food bowls. I was just setting the containers aside when I heard something from the woods right beyond the fence.

I lived on the outskirts of town and that meant that the woods were practically right in my back yard. It had never bugged me before, but now that I remembered the giant wolf from last night it did. I stared into the woods for a minute before Brewster ran up to my side, sniffing the air.

"You smell something boy?"

He pushed his nose against the fence. Oh! He could smell it! The wolf was out there watching me! I was about to run inside and demand Scott come out and investigate with Dad's old rifle when a bunny hopped into sight. Oh…

I left Brewster to bark at the intruder while I headed back towards the house. Okay, so I freaked out unnecessarily. I had a right to after what had happened to me the night before. I was almost to the back door when the tenor of Brewster's bark changed. It changed from the 'I hate you, you stupid bunny' to a 'person I do not know' bark.

I whipped my head around, wondering if some of the damn neighbor kids had wandered into our back yard again, but I didn't see any of those little brats. Instead I saw a man standing at the edge of the woods just watching me. His hair was long and dark, as was his skin; a deep tan to be exact. He stiffened when our eyes met and darted back into the woods.

I then took my opportunity to dart into the house and lock the door behind myself. That had to have been one of the creepiest moments of my life! What was with my life lately? First a giant wolf, and now a strange man watching me in the back yard!

"What's wrong with you?" Scott asked as he walked into the kitchen.

"Nothing." I lied, not wanting Scott to charge out there and look for the crazed man.

"If you insist, liar. Just don't get yourself in trouble."

***

I should have listened to Scott. I should have stayed in my nice warm bed, and slept. I shouldn't have climbed out of bed and changed, and I most certainly shouldn't have gone outside and to the back fence to peer into the woods with a flash light. Was I stupid?! Obviously. But if anything happened, Brewster was right by my side ready to protect me. I hoped. He seemed a little ticked that I had shown the flash light into his house.

I stood there for at least five minutes before I huffed and realized the madness of this idea. What if he was dangerous? He could easily kill my dog and haul me off to rape and murder me in the woods. Yet, I shone my light one more time and lo and behold there he was leaning against a tree watching me.

"Holy shit!" I jumped and gripped the fence. "Who are you? This is private property you know."

He turned and ran back into the darkness of the woods. Well, I guess that answered the question of whether or not he was dangerous. If he really wanted to rape and murder me, he just had the perfect opportunity. But what did he want? He obviously wanted something.

I shrugged it off and with a last affectionate pat to Brewster's head I went inside and went back to my nice warm bed.

***

"So what am I here for?" Kenny asked skeptically as I passed him the bug spray.

"We are going into the woods to find this dude that's hanging around."

"Silvy, are you alright?"

"There is a guy hanging around here, and there's something about him. He needs help." I replied as I grabbed the can from him and started spraying him myself.

"Watch the mouth!" He yelled.

I shot him a look and finished him up. He coughed and waved his arms around, trying to get rid of the awful cloud of bug spray. I waited for him as he pulled out his inhaler and took a deep breath. Once he was done with that we hopped over the back fence and headed towards the woods.

"What if he's some escaped mental patient?" Kenny questioned. "Or what if he just wants to be left alone?"

"Why would he keep coming to the tree line to stare at me if he wanted to be left alone?"

"Well, you are pretty interesting to watch sometimes." Kenny chuckled.

"How so?"

"You talk to yourself, which is quite humorous."

"Like you don't."

We mostly wandered around, having no idea where we were going really. We would be able to find our way back especially since it was light out, but we had no idea where a guy could camp out. Kenny finally resorted to singing 'What's my Age Again' after about a half hour of looking around. It was alright, until he kept singing the chorus over and over and over again.

"Kenny, if you don't stop I swear-"

"Would that be our mystery man?"

I followed the direction of his gaze to where, sure enough, there lay the mystery dude. He was asleep, but as we approached he started to stir. We were practically standing right over him when his eyes shot open. His hand reached out, grabbed Kenny's ankle, and dropped him to the ground.

"What the hell?" Kenny yelled.

"Hey, we don't mean any harm." I said calmly, sure that Kenny's ego was the only thing bruised. "We're here to help you."

"Well I'm here to protect you." He countered.

"Whoa, I don't even know you."

Kenny sighed, "I told you he was probably crazy, Silvy."

"Shut up." The mystery guy and I growled together.

"What are doing in the woods anyway?" I turned my gaze back to him, my arms crossed.

"I ran away." He replied simply.

"From?"

"La Push, Washington."

"As in other side of the country Washington?" I gaped.

"Yeah, where am I?"

"Michigan." Kenny replied.

"Did you walk all this way?!" I asked frantically looking around for some sort of bag, but noticed nothing. Nothing but the clothes on his back. And they were pretty dirty at that.

"You could say that." He replied sheepishly.

I thought for a minute. What kind of person would I be if I left him out here in the woods with no food or shelter? I would be a horrible person. But where would he go? The answer was obvious…my house. My Mom had always been a sucker for boys in trouble. That's why she loved Kenny so much because he was always puffing up and too skinny for her taste.

"You're coming home with me." I stated.

He couldn't have looked more pleased. He gazed up at me adoringly. His brown eyes bored into mine, but strangely I found I couldn't look away no matter how much this would have creeped me out in the past.

"Silvia! You can't just do that!" Kenny protested.

Mystery man broke his gaze with me and glared over at Kenny who was still sitting on the ground looking pretty unhappy with me.

"Oh, well I don't know your name." I told the guy.

"Jacob Black." He grinned.

"Silvia Laken." I replied with a smile. "And that's Kennedy Meyers."

"Silvy, do you really think your Mom-"

"Yes, we can't just leave him out here, Kenny." I protested. "Now if you're my best friend you'll shut up and come back to my house with us."

He grumbled the entire way, but he did it. He even stayed around to help me explain to Mom and Scott about Jacob Black…the mysterious run away from La Push, Washington. Scott was hesitant, but Mom easily agreed after she had a little chat with Jacob. I don't know what they talked about, but whatever it was convinced her.

I didn't see him until I went upstairs headed for my room. He had just come out of the bathroom, with only a towel slung low on his waist. My eyes roamed up and down his body appreciatively. He was cut! They didn't make boys like that around here…that was for sure.

"Um…hi." I blushed, quite sure that he had caught me staring.

"Hey, let me get dressed." He began. "Then do you think I could talk to you?"

"Sure."

He smiled and walked down the hallway to our guest room where Mom had thrown some of Scott's old clothes. They were about the same height, so he should be alright. In the mean time I ducked into my own room and started picking up the stray clothes lying around. It was one thing for Kenny to see my bras, he'd seen me naked a few times in the past (although I hadn't had breasts then), but Jacob did not need to see them.

I was just shutting my bra drawer when there was a light knock on the door. I called him inside and went to take a seat on my bed. His eyes drank me in as he walked in and sat on the floor. It was weird; the way he looked at me. Like I was in the one thing in the world that he had always longed for and now he had me. Kind of unnerving.

"So how long have you been away from home?" I questioned curiously, hoping to shake the weird feeling his gaze gave me.

"Two years." He replied casually.

"Two years?!" I couldn't help but yell. "How can you leave your home for two years?"

"Stuff happened back there…and the years flew by before I knew it. Actually I didn't realize it had been that long until I saw your kitchen calendar."

I could only stare back at him in amazement.

"I called home before I took a shower." He confessed. "They know I'm safe."

"Well, why did you leave in the first place?"

"I was in love with a girl who loved a…monster." He sighed. "But I discovered that there was something else for me."

I wasn't too sure about that look he was giving me. But I would never know if he was going to continue because Scott came into the room a bit rudely with a toothbrush for Jacob.

"It's getting late." Scott mentioned nonchalantly.

"Thank you father time." I rolled my eyes.

"He's right, I should go to bed." Jacob said and got up off my floor.

"'Night Jacob."

"You can call me Jake." He winked before he left the room.

Scott however, stayed behind and raised his eyebrows at me. In return I threw a pillow at him which he ducked and ran from my room.