authors note: chapter three, i like this chapter it was orignally much longer but i cut it in half because the second part is very unedited as of yet and also i like where i end this one, oneday i'll write longer chapter but at this lenght i can post more often because it doesn't take as long yay
disclaimer: note mine now of it really
The sound of my own ripping skin was the scariest thing to ever happen. My body screamed at me to move away from the pain, it seemed stupid just to sit there. Alice held me in place. I think Emmet was having way too much fun with the lets poke hole in Neisse's flesh experiment. It was working well in a sick kind of way. He would somehow shove him finger into my ear lobe then as fast as possible – not that that was really an issue. He would put the earring in place and let the skin heal. They looked great but now he was going to do my belly button and I just could see how it was going to work. They were going for just tearing a whole then putting it back together and I couldn't famoth why my daddy who supposedly loved me was letting this happen.
Ok ok I was being a crybaby I wanted this. And after the first ear I had begged Alice to help me stick to my decision. Mum and dad had left and Jacob was freaking out a few meters away from the house. I didn't think he was coping well. His great idea at making me happy didn't seem to make as much sense now.
As I said before the sound was the worst part. Something between ripping cardboard and grating nails on choke boards. It was louder in my head though. Fear played funny games on the senses.
"All down" Emmet's face was full of this sick pride as he looked a his handy work, letting me breathe though the quickly residing throbbing of my stomach, Alice quickly cleaned the area from what I could guess it probably looked pretty gory
"You look good kid" he helped me up lifting me from the bench to the floor conveniently place in front of a mirror, I couldn't deny it looked great, and due to the evil effects of vanity I started wondering what else I could do.
"What about my nose"
"Not over my beat up twisted mutilated corpse your nose" Jacob surprised me at how fast he arrived sweeping me into his arms and running as fast as possible away from the evils of Emmet's influence
"If you return me and let me get my nose done, I'll let you come tonight as my date." I whispered the words into his ear this was as close to anything not friendly that I had ever done. And again I was surprised at how fast Jacob could run if he had the reasons to do so.
Emmet had the equipment prep'd – more then anything he would need with me but he felt he needed to look the part before he could act the part of turning me into an angst ridden teenager looker like. Though the rest of the ordeal Jacob held my hand and Emmet made a ridiculous speech about his new chosen career vamp piercings he was even going on about one day teaching a class. Oh how I loved uncle Emmet.
Dad didn't say much when he and mum returned but he smiled at me a mimic to the overly enthusiastic one I had glued on my face. Mum helped me get ready for the party while Alice sorted out Jake. She eventually came up to make finale adjustments to my mothers work opting for a top and skirt that showed off my knew accessory. I looked good. I think Jake wished to protest as he led the way to my car but he was smart enough not to go up against Alice.
The house was already crowded with people as we arrived. I saw Nicky swaying drunkenly to the music from the window. I wondered if I could get drunk. I passed on the thought to Jacob and he shook his head unfathomed by my ideas of fun.
"Lets go get some beer" I couldn't retain my excitement as I dragged him behind me. Passing through the room till we found what I believed to be a keg. I tried to pour us each a cup, I failed and Jake took over. Pete found me at this stage, he noticed the nose piecing and I happily took my compliments. He offered to pour me a drink but jakes work was handed to me at the same time
"Umm this is Jake, he umm my boyfriend" I watched Pete's expression go from confused, disappointed and the composed into a friendly enough gesture they shook Jake hurting Pete's hand I hit him for that and dragged him off to find other people I knew
"So boyfriend, is that what I am now"
"Well it works well enough, I'm going to end up with you, and I love you so well it takes care of unwanted admirers"
"Like Pete." His superior complex over my friends worth had me in the mood to tease
"I don't know? If I wasn't bound to you for as long as we both shall live I think I could go there" he looked at me again something that was meant to be judging showed a little to much insecurity that I had to laugh and pull him out the to dance floor his arms locked around where they would forever stay
"Your the only man I will ever love to tease about the insecurity you have about what's in my heart" I rested my head on his shoulder and let him lead me as we danced in a style probably not suited for the party.
Maybe it was the "one beer" I had or the atmosphere of the room but all of a sudden I felt the urge to kiss him. Something I had felt desire for a while about but was afraid it would cause me to grow up just that little bit more. It wasn't hard; instincts were very strong about what I wanted to do. Looking into his eyes, his lips were so close and then they were on mine gentle and soft matching the rhythm of our sway. There was passion and need that pushed me forward making me want more but Jake pulled away kissed my forehead and picked up the pace of our steps. I tried to hide my disappointment.
"We will go as slow as a snail, its not only you who is crazily aware of how old you really are, you don't need to grow up that fast." And he held me close and I embraced his warmth never wanting to leave the arms that knew me so well.
authors note: next part should be up in a few days R&R