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Jacob quickly phased back, rushing back to the Angie's side, hands outstretched, hovering over the wound, unsure about what to do.
Is help coming, Jacob?"Yeah, yeah, our pack leader is coming. He's bringing a doctor" Jacob reassured, running a hand through his hair. What was he meant to do now? Just wait? Seemed pretty useless.
Hey, do you have any clothes? A blanket stashed around here somewhere? I really don't want to meet your pack leader like this. Angie's pinkish nose tipped down to her chest, gesturing to her wolfish appearance.
"Why, you saw me phase? You know we're like you" Jacob questioned.
You're nothing like me. I've done…things that someone like you doesn't deserve to hear, Jake. I…Do you have a shirt or not?Jacob flinched at the tone the voice of the wolf took in his head, and fished inside his jean cut off's for his T-shirt. It would just be big enough to cover everything. He held it out to her, before turning away, giving her privacy.
Thanks.Jacob simply shrugged in return. He listened intently as the whimpers of pain were replaced with pained groans, as the leaves rustled as two legs twitched on the leaved floor.
"Alright, Jacob, I'm partially decent now. You may turn around, if you wish"
The voice was the corporeal version of the one inside his head. All honey coated and deep, almost haunted, like a girl who had seen to many sleepless nights. Jacob turned and stared. In his light grey t-shirt, a girl of around 17 years old, with dark blond hair, and pale skin, almost as pale as her snowy coat. Her eyes were the same color as the wolf's, deep blue as the night sky above him. Her lips reminded him of Bella's full bee stung lips, with the same oval face. So much like Bella, yet opposite in everyway.
"Quit staring, I know I look like hell on a plate right now, no need to make it obvious" Angie blushed, coloring her drained face somewhat. It was kinda cute really.
"You do look like crap, but I was going to be a gentleman and not point it out" Jacob teased, smirking.
"And they say chivalry is dead" Angie laughed, her wide smile making her eyes seem lighter, unafraid. More like her age. Her laughter quickly turned into hacking coughs.
Jacob leaned forward and swiftly pulled her up to a sitting position, leaning her against his knee. "Note to self, try not to be my normal hilarious self around delicate human beings…"
Angie chuckled again, her coughs dying down. "You're such a geek" she muttered fondly. She stared down at her hands, enveloped by Jacob's. The contrast between them was oddly beautiful. The beautiful tan of Jacob's skin compared to her own pale skin seemed to glisten. Angie's heart fluttered. Everything about Jacob called to her. His beautiful dark brown eyes that she wanted to drown in. The perfect contours of his face and chest. His wide, easy smile that lit up the whole forest. His touch, like fire, everywhere, burning deep into her heart. Even his scent made her melt. Like smoke, sun, pine cones and earth. It was more like home to her than her own home was now. Could she leave Jacob now? She barely knew this boy, how could she expect anything from him. It was a miracle that he was helping her, and a bonus that she found herself snuggled into his warm chest in his warm t-shirt.
"What happened to you?" Jacob mumbled, his fingers running up and down Angie's forearm absentmindedly, making her skin tingle.
"What do you mean?" Angie asked, tensing. She didn't want to answer questions. Not when the event was running play by play in her head…over and over again. Taunting her, never letting her forget.
"How can someone like you end up somewhere like here? With me as an added bonus" Jacob grinned cheekily, trying to lighten up the serious undertone.
Angie sighed and looked away from the boyish brown eyes, pure and innocent. She could corrupt him so easily by telling him everything. She wished she could. Let herself fall and allow him to catch her. To protect her. To love her. "Someone like me…I'm not someone you want to get to know…"
"I highly doubt that, Angelique. I don't scare easy." Jacob murmured, playing with a piece of her hair. He didn't hear the sigh his comment had caused.
Footsteps and twigs crunching underfoot alerted the relaxing pair to others present. Sam Uley, Paul, Seth, Leah and even Billy Black was there, staring down at them, anger lacing every feature. All but one. Seth looked on behind Sam's back, cautious but unafraid. He trusted Jacob more than anyone else in the tribe. He always took his side.
"Jacob, step away from that thing now!" Sam hissed, his body shaking with suppressed rage.
Jacob's eyes widened, and Angie flinched his arms. A sudden urge of protectiveness rose up in him and he glared up at his Alpha. "Why? What has she done wrong?"
Sam clenched his jaw, holding out his hand to warn Leah, who looked ready to lunge at any moment. "It is not allowed on our territory!"
"Hey, it has a name, Alpha." Angie jeered, defenses rising at each insult.
"Silence, dog!"
"Coming from you, Fido? Bad dog! Sit, Stay!"
"Enough!" Billy Black's voice rang over the growls emanating from Sam's shuddering chest. "Jacob, step away. This thing is no ally. Her ancestor was an enemy of the Quillette tribe. He, and any of his family, and no longer allowed on our land. She must leave"
Jacob's face slackened in shock. "Without helping her? Dad…"
"Jacob, take her to the border now!" Sam snarled, teeth bared threateningly.
Jacob couldn't deny a direct order from the Alpha. With a heavy heart, he lifted Angie's worryingly light body into his arms, and stormed away from the clearing. Angie remained stoically silent, although Jacob noticed that her condition had worsened. Her skin was paler, and her lips were turning blue. Her body shivered in his arms. He bent down and muttered his apologies into her lavender scented hair, not knowing if she was even conscious enough to hear them anymore.
As he loped closer and closer to the border of the two territories, Angie awoke briefly, sweat streaming down her face and her whole body shivering with fever. "I don't blame you Jacob, I don't fit in with your people" she croaked, her sweet voice raspy and pain filled. It hurt Jacob's ears just to hear it.
"I will see you again after I figure this stuff out, I won't let you get hurt" Jacob promised, brown eyes wide in earnest.
"I believe you Jake…Jake…Jacob" Angie trailed off until she fell limp in his arms once more, unconscious.
Jacob had no choice. As soon as he reached a place where the leeches smell became obvious, he crouched down and lay Angie on the grass. He stared down at the still body of the girl he had only just met, and felt guilt and rage well up inside him. How dare they make him do this to her. An innocent girl. Abandon her like a stray dog. He would never let them forget this. He may love and forgive his pack, but this would always linger. Leaving the agonized face of Angie on the ground with no aid was almost as painful as Bella telling him that she would always choose Edward over Jacob. Almost. Funny thing was, Angie had a chance to make it right. But first Jacob had a pack to fight with.
Angie groaned and opened her eyes. She couldn't see. Cold surrounded her like a blanket, making her shiver uncontrollably, causing every movement to be painful and exhausting. The wound in her side was still bleeding, and she felt woozy from loosing so much blood. She could just die…after what she had done, she deserved. It would do everyone in this town a favor. One less killer…
She whimpered, biting down her lip. She wouldn't be missed. She'd never have anyone. But then again, it wasn't anyone she wanted. She wanted Jacob. The beautiful, loyal, innocent Jacob Black. She groaned again, and closed her eyes against the metal image of his sweet bright smile. It could end now. Please. Just make it stop. Everything. The memories, the pain…the love. Unrequited, of course. Who'd love a monster.
A cool pair of hands clasped her shoulders. By the smell, she knew it wasn't Jacob. The smell was…beautiful. Like lilacs and ferns…simply clean and fresh. It made the corners of Angie's mouth twitch.
"What happened to you little one?" a deep, male voice murmured fondly, almost lovingly. Like he knew her.
"Wh-What?" Angie whispered, turning towards the pleasant sound and enticing scent.
"Shhh, it's alright now. I've got you." A strong pair of arms surrounded her and lifted off the ground with ease, as if she weighed nothing. The feeling of safe and home engulfed her, and she felt herself slipping into sleep.
"Sleep now, cub. My name is Emmet. You're safe now. I'm taking you to my family. We've been expecting you"