Ch. 2 First sighting
Paul's POV
I was shocked about how well her dad handled us together. Most dads when seeing me make sure that their daughters were not within fifty miles of me. I think it had to do with the fact that I did not look my age.
I figured that I would not be seeing much more of Kaylee which was a shame because there was something different about her I didn't know quite what it was. I knew that she was hiding something from me about the reason why they moved here, but I felt a little better about it because I felt like she was hiding it from everyone not just me.
Her dad almost spilled the beans it seemed but she shut him up. All he said was that she was fragile more than other girls. But if you asked me she seemed stronger than her dad was getting her credit for.
I was hoping that she would go to the bonfire with me. I didn't want anyone else staring into her bright green eyes that seemed oddly catlike. I wanted to make sure everyone knew that I called dibs on her.
Kaylee's POV
My dad and I got home and mom was already putting dinner on the table. She looked at us and I knew we would be talking about this afternoon later. Great.
I sat down across the table as far away from my mom as possible. If my dad was worried about my heath my mom was obsessed with it. There was no way that they would let me go to the bonfire tonight which sucked because it would be nice to go and meet people plus I really wanted to hang out with Paul again.
I scooped myself some noodles and poured sauce all over them. My parents glared at me so I picked up some of the salad and some of the fruits. I went to fill my glass full of milk but my mothers' cough made me groan and I got up and walked to the fridge and opened it and filled my glass full of my herbal medicine. My mother had insisted that it might work. I didn't want to argue with her so I drank it every night. To say it tasted well was never going to happen I didn't owe her that much.
I sat down at the table and started shoveling food into my mouth hoping that if I finished fast enough they wouldn't get around to lecturing me.
"Uh-uh Kaylee stop eating for a second we want to have a word with you." I guess while I was getting my drink my dad felt the need to inform my mom on what happened.
"Do we have to." There looks told me that was a yes. "Fine ok I am sorry for talking to him. You are right I shouldn't led him on seeing how I don't know how long…" My mom's intake of breath stopped me in my tracks. I hated how she couldn't talk about it.
"Kay, don't talk like that. It upset your mother." I glared at him.
"It upsets her? Dad! I am the one who has had to live with this her whole life! Am I upset? No, I am at peace with it. When it happens it happens, and let me tell you it will happen. Sooner than you think it will. All I am asking for is some understanding and some freedom. I want to enjoy the time here!" I knew by the shocked looks on their face that they felt sorry for me but still didn't understand. I stormed out of the kitchen and my dad yelled,
"Kays, where do you think you're going?"
I looked at him begging for him to understand, "I need to cool down dad. I am just going to walk on the beach I will be back before midnight…Ok before eleven." He nodded and let me leave. I was grateful that even though my dad didn't understand everything he understood enough to know that I didn't want to spend my life locked up, he understood that I needed to enjoy my life. Even if he didn't really like that.
I was headed out of the doors when my dad's voice stopped me,
"One more thing Kaylee when that nice young man calls tells him that you can go with him to the bonfire. It will be good for you." I stared at him waiting for the punch line, "I'm not joking Kay, you can go I mean it."
I threw my hands around him in a hug, "Thank you, thank you, I mean it dad it means a lot to me." He just smiled and an odd look passed in his eyes but he hid it well. I knew it probably had something to do with the fact that I rather hang out with boys than him. My days with him weren't infinite as they would say.
Paul's POV
To say that I didn't want to call Kaylee from the moment she left was lie. I was pacing the beach not far from where Kaylee and I had been wrestling. It had been about an hour and I figured that she might still be eating dinner. But I wanted to hear her voice again. Her voice was like soft chimes of bells. I don't know how she made her voice sound like that but it was music to my eyes wow Paul getting soft. You barely know the girl.
I shook my head back and forth trying to clear out the sappy thoughts when someone pushed me slightly from behind. Like always my anger got the better of me.
"Watch it will ya!" When I turned around I saw her. Kaylee was just staring at me like she had never seen me before. Way to go Paul, scaring her is always the way to go.
" Oh I'm sorry I just say you... um s-standing h-here." She stuttered. She looked so sorry I felt so bad. I hated to see her upset with herself.
"Hey don't say that sweets. It was my fault." I grabbed her chin to look at me because she had started looking at her feet. "I didn't mean to snap at you, I have um anger issues sometimes." I laughed because saying sometimes was the understatement of the century. "Do you forgive me shorty?" say yes please say yes
"Yea of course, you have to do more than that to get rid of me." She smirked up at me it gave me chills to see that I didn't scare her. Most girls ran away the moment I snapped at them. I liked that she had a back bone.
"So smalls what are you doing here? Missed me that much huh?" She blushed a little then lightly slapped my arm.
"Yea you and your ego are hard to not miss." I laughed at that. "I just needed some air my parents get a little…much sometimes." She seemed to have a hard time picking some word I looked at her hoping she would say more but I could see how her eyes closed off when I asked what happened.
"Nothing my parents are just really controlling. My dad tries to give me space but he likes me within his sight, understandable but annoying." Is all she said.
"Well your sixteen shouldn't they have already got the memo that your growing up and that you need your space?" Her eyes told me this wasn't a subject to pry with. "You don't have to tell me."
"It's not that I don't want to tell you it's just a long story and kind of a damper on the mood. It kills all the joy for a five mile radius." She smiled and said the sentence with ease but once again her eyes gave her away. Fear, pain, and sorrow past through them so fast I wasn't sure that I actually saw them all.
"Alright then, how about I brighten up your mood?" I raised one eyebrow up at her she just giggled. It wasn't an annoying giggle that most girls have it was sweet.
"What do you suggest?" She looked at me with eyes the size of golf balls.
"When's the last time you did anything a little bit reckless?" By the look in her eyes I would say a long time.
"Never" I smiled wickedly she was going to have fun with me.
Kaylee's POV
I was currently on my way to the top of the cliff that leaned over the water menacingly. I was holding tightly onto Paul's hand. I didn't want him to know that heights scared me more than death itself but they did.
He walked me over to the edge of the cliff and wrapped his arms around my waist and whispered in my ear, "You scared?" I shivered at how husky his voice sounded.
"Should I be?" was all I could say.
"Never with me." I closed my eyes and let how perfectly free I felt at the moment. We stood there with his arms around me for a long time.
Finally I looked up at him and he looked back down at me, "Wanna go for a swim?" His eyes were mischievous.
"Um isn't kinda cold for that?" He just shrugged.
"I'll keep you warm promise." I smiled at him and went to walk back down the cliff to the beach but he wouldn't let me go. "Where do you think you're going?"
"Down to the beach?" I was confused didn't he just say he wanted to go swimming. He laughed when I said that.
"I know a faster way." He took a step closer to the edge and I stared at him in shock.
"No way! We are not jumping! We will be killed! Forget about how cold the water is how about the rocks or, or… SHARKS!" I knew there were no sharks but I couldn't think of another reason.
"Chill babe, people do this all the time, it's called cliff diving. It is perfectly safe. Trust me. I will never let go of you." I knew that was true but I also knew that cliff driving was exactly what the doctor told me to stay away from.
"I can't." I looked down not wanting him to see the resentment in my eyes. Did I really want to go cliff diving. Not really. But would I like the option to choose on my own yea. That is what I missed most, the chance to decide.
Once again Paul's hand found my chin and he brought mu face up and held on until I looked at him. "Why can't you?"
Before I even thought about giving him a chance I said the same thing I told people so they wouldn't start treating me differently, "Because I said no." He took one look into my eyes and whatever he found there it seemed to give him some more motivation.
"Why won't you tell me what's wrong?"
I wanted to trust him to treat me the same but I knew he would treat me like the fragile little girl that everyone else saw me as once they knew. "I need you to trust me when I say you will like me better if you didn't know." I could tell he wasn't going to drop it. "Paul," I touched his cheek with my hand, "Please trust me on this, please." He stared once again into my eyes and must have liked what he found there because he exhaled and closed his eyes leaning into my palm that was still placed against his cheek.
"If you say so shorty, but you got to promise that if I prove myself worthy you will tell me one day." I placed my head on his chest and mumbled, "You will eventually find out." I wasn't sure he heard me though.
A couple of more minutes passed with his arms around my waist and mine around his neck I was thinking about how I have never experienced this with anyone before and how I was glad that I was here with him when he whispered to me, "When's your curfew." That shocked me out my day dreams. I pulled out my phone and it was five to eleven. It would take me at least twenty minutes to get home. With most kids that would be fine no big deal for me it meant a sooner death than what was already coming.
"Holy crap! I'm sorry Paul but I have to be home like now." He let me pull away from him but he grabbed my hand instead.
"How much trouble can you actually get in? I mean you were walking the beach not robbing a bank." He smirked at me but I knew something he didn't. My parents thought that being out to long would kill me. Or I should say kill me faster.
"You don't my parents, they are going to flip." I stopped once we got down to the main beach. "I am going to take off. Thank you for keeping me company but I have to go. Oh and by the way be at my house tomorrow before the bonfire. My mom is dying to meet you." I winked at him and walked ok I pretty much high tailed it out of there. I heard him laughing and I was too scared about what my parents were going to do to me to be embarrassed. I knew I would be later though.
I managed to get home only fifteen minutes after I was supposed to, thank to my superior running abilities. Ha. Actually I thanked the repair man who was distracting my parents in the living room. If there was one thing I was good at it was sinking back into my house. I took one last look at the man who stood in my living room just to realize he was walking away. I thought about how much he looked like Paul, the same russet skin, he was about six or seven inches taller and if I thought Paul had muscles he had nothing on our repair man.
I sneaked in through the window in the bathroom. I quickly got into the hall way within being seen. Then I was at my bedroom door. I was trying to figure out if I should just go to bed and have my parents think I was on time, or go speak to them first and tell them my cover story.
I stood there in front of my room contemplating my next move. When a hand jutted out from my room and grabbed me. Another hand carefully went over my mouth so I couldn't scream. I closed my eyes not wanting to see what he was going to do to me.
"Silly girl, I'm not here to hurt you. But I figured you might want to get in here so I can say you were sleeping in your bed when I came in, seeing how you are sneaking in and all.
I opened my eyes and looked into the light brown eyes of this mystery man.
Jared's POV
I was looking into the greenest eyes I have ever seen. They were so clear I didn't want to look away. She was staring into my eyes with this confused look on her face. Then I realized I haven't yet told her who I was. I cleared my throat and spoke with far more confidence than I felt,
"I'm Jared." I waited for her to respond but nothing came then I realized I never let go of her mouth. I dropped both of my hands and took a tiny step back, "Sorry" I mumbled.
"Can I ask you what you are doing in my room?" Her voice was surprisingly lively. I looked up at her and she was so tiny. Could not have been taller than five four and weighted maybe hundred and ten pounds, if that. She had a slight wave to her light brown hair, and if you looked close enough there was some red in her hair two. A shock because her mother was blonde and her father had deep black hair that you could easily tell he died to keep the grey away.
"Oh um I'm the repair man, your father said that the fuse box was in your room. I need to turn of the water and other things." I stumbled through my sentence. She was looking at me with this surprised look in her eyes.
"Yea I remember my dad saying something about that. How old are you?" her question took me off guard,
"Fifty two I aged well huh?" she rolled her eyes and then passed in front of me to sit on her bed.
"I bet you're not as old as you look." I wanted to say I bet your older than you look but I held my tongue.
"Well yea I mean if I look twenty five then that's great but I'm not into cougars so it kind of blows trying to get girls my age." Why did I say that was I trying to tell her I was a man whore? Granted I kind of was but still.
"Once again how old are you?" She was lying down on her bed now rubbing her chest where I would guess her heart would be.
"I'm barely nineteen. And you short stuff." She opened her eyes long enough to glare at me at my joke. Got it height touchy subject.
"I'm turning seventeen one day."
"Um everyone turns seventeen one day that doesn't really give me an answer." She chuckled
"That is what they all say. I'm sixteen turned it in May." She looked at me waiting I bet for me to stop flirting because she was so young. But I couldn't there was this air of maturity around her. Like she understood the world in a way I never could dream of.
"That's cool. I was fifteen once. Didn't really like it. Actually I hated it." I grimaced at the way my awkward body kept getting more and more awkward.
She surprisingly laughed. "Puberty hit you hard huh?" I looked at her shocked she guess right.
"I guess being the most lanky guy in your school please having enough acne for three guys doesn't get you the ladies, right?" She started laughing and the way she was laughing was contagious it had me laughing right along with her. I couldn't stop.
I heard the approaching footsteps way before she ever could. I jumped off her bed not even realizing I had sat down and quickly walk over two the other end of her room and opened the fuse box and started switching things off. I am guessing she also got the memo about who was about to walk into her room because she got under the covers and picked up some book I had never heard of before and flipped two the middle and did what I would call no dad I haven't been out all night I promise I was just reading see? Face. It was a pretty good one too.
The door opened and I could tell he was relieved to see his daughter in her own bed and I wasn't even looking at him.
"And what time did you get home young lady?"
"Oh about thirty seconds ago I snuck through the bathroom window walking straight into our repair man and pick up this book to act like I have been home this whole time just to fool you." I turned and looked at her, shocked clearly visible on my face. Why did she turn herself in?
"Very funny, I am glad that you got home on time your mother would have had a field day if you got in late. Oh and Mr. Mathews please help yourself to anything in our house while you are here." I nodded in polite agreement. He then walked out.
I turned my stunned gaze unto her. "Does that always happen?" she nodded like it was no big deal. "You are by far the luckiest kid in the world. She looked at me then and the pain my words caused were only visible in her striking eyes.
"Luck has nothing to do with it." Is all she said.
"Care to explain that? I am all ears."
"You get paid by the hour you just want me to talk so you will get more money." I was astonishingly hurt by her assumption but I couldn't figure out why.
"I would never." I said truthfully.
"Let's just say I have different circumstances than many if not most other teens in the world, which means my parents treat me differently. Luck has never played a role. Believe me I have been begging it too but it just bats a blind eye when it comes to me." The last part she said mostly to herself so I didn't respond to it.
"You know you can tell me anything. You can trust me." Jeese Jared creepier much you don't even know her name.
"I can't tell anyone. It ruins being around me, I know you going to object but please just try to have a little faith when I say I am more fun with my secrets kept to myself." She gave a little timid smile but her eyes were begging, pleading me just to drop it and go with what she was saying. "Please Jared." I lost it there. I would do anything if it made her happy. Ok that feeling is weird…
"Alright, you don't have to talk about it. How about while I do my job you tell me your name?" I looked behind by back at her and she gave me a small pink blush it was by far the most beautiful thing I had ever seen. Ugh was I getting mushy now. Gross.
"Yea sorry my name is Kaylee."
"Hi Kaylee." I smiled Hi Kaylee you have already been talking to her why did you say hi. She giggled and said hi back.
"So while I work mind telling me about this "vacation" you and your family are on. Seems like a weird time to take one even if you are already out of high school." I could feel her stare bearing into my back. "Don't worry I'm not a stalker your parents just like to brag about you that's all." I smiled at her over my shoulder, "I understand why." She gave me that little blush again and looked down.
She was about to start talking when I heard her father's footsteps coming down the hall again. I quickly finished up and closed the box and went to open the door that just in a few seconds her dad would be opening.
"All finished in here sir. I will just fix the plumbing in the kitchen then turn everything back on and I will be gone. Should be about twenty minutes."
"Oh Alright then I just came in to give Kaylee her… uh to wish her a good night." I knew he was hiding something but the way he did it made Kaylee groan in embarrassment, it just made me smile. "Thank you again Jared, I know it is late but we needed someone out here tonight to fix it my wife is very picky when it comes to these sort of things."
"No problem. You will learn that people out here in La Push live in different hours than most other people." I smiled and slipped out the door. I would have said goodnight if I knew I wasn't going to be going back into her room to switch everything back on.
I walked out into the kitchen only thinking about her smile, and why I couldn't stop thinking about her smile.
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