3. Jacob

On my way to Jacob's, I was thinking about our relationship. We are only friends, but surprisingly, I wanted to be more than friends. I don't know how he had gotten into my life (besides being in love with my mother). To me, he was my everything. I don't know how he feels about me, though. Sometimes he just gives me a big bear hug, and sometimes he just wants to know what's on my mind. I know that he is a wolf, but I feel something that was never there yesterday, or five months ago. Years. It has been nine years ever since I saw him. I hated myself so badly for not seeing him. Thank god I decided to tell Charlie or I would have never thought of this.

I crossed the used-to-be line to La Push. I saw Sam behind the trees in his pitch-black wolf form. He barked, and I waved. I stopped he car and asked, "Where is Jacob?" He pointed his nose towards a little opening in between the trees. There I saw a russet brown wolf sitting down. He was huge! I stepped out of the car and ran as fast as I could to the wolf.

When I got there though, I stopped, leaned against a tree, and looked at the wolf. He stood up, walked towards me, and licked my face. "Do you mind if you change to human?" The wolf bobbed his giant head up and down. I gave him a peck on the muzzle. He whined and ran into the trees. I waited three seconds, and Jacob was in sight. He ran fast to me in three strides, and gave me a big bear hug like I thought he would. It reminded me of Emmett, but I shouldn't be thinking about that. I should be thinking about what I was feeling about Jacob I had never felt before in my life.

"Look at you! You look just like your mother when she was seventeen. I think you know that though. Oh my god Look at you!" He hugged me tighter so I might as well hug him back. Along with the senses, I do have the strength.

"Yeah. It's me. How have you been?"

"Depressed at hell…. But now I'm not!"

He gave me that grin that he knew I loved. He let go of me and dropped his arm down to my hand. I took it without thinking. I thought if I do certain things that feeling would come to me.

"Umm…" I didn't know what to say to him what just happened. He looked deep into my eyes not knowing what was in them.

"What happened?" He said in a stern voice. "Are they back?" The vultori haven't thought of being back in what seemed like ages.

"No, there not back, and nothing else happened. It's just we told Charlie that-'' I hesitated. I didn't know how Jacob would feel if I told him what we told Charlie "- We told Charlie the secret. It was my idea. That's what brought me here."

"So you came here just to tell me what you told Charlie. I don't give a crap what he does, as long as you're here with me, right now."

Then it hit me. That right there what he said told me how I now know how he feels about me. Maybe the same as I do. That also had gotten me thinking. I wasn't feeling happiness or depression from not seeing Jacob today. I was in love with him, and I can't bear to be away from him. I wanted to know if he felt the same way. I asked him a lot of questions.

"What have you been doing when I'm not here?"

"Sleeping, eating, annoying Leah-'' I laughed-"and that's about it. What did you do?"

"Training to have people hear my thoughts from anywhere on my body instead of my hands. I am about done all I have left is my face."

"Oh… umm that's cool…." He turned to look at me and took my left hand with his. I looked at him.

"What's wrong?"

"I need to ask you something that I have been wanting to ask you for ten years."

"Okay? What is it? Is something wrong with my gift?"

"No. not your gift. Just you."

"I don't know where you're getting with this…." What was he going to ask me? That he hates me? That would be the worst nightmare ever.

"I want to know the truth. No downplaying this or procrastinating. How do you feel about me?"

BOOM! That was it! The question I was waiting for. He took it right out of my mouth. He liked me back and I knew it for sure now. And I was sure I never flirted with him because I remember everything like it was yesterday when I was a baby. I think he knew I liked him, but love him. No. not as a friend. As something more. He wanted it too. I heard human foot steps behind me. I guessed one hundred yards away. I looked behind me and saw my father. Uh-oh.