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Lex's POV

I woke up sweating, my head resting on something hot. I artificial smell filled my nostrils, and I realized I was still on the plane. I lifted my head up, and looked at what I had been laying on. Or rather, who.

"Well, well. Look who's awake." Jason bent and kissed my lips, and I was too groggy to object. I moved as far as I could away from him, and bumped into someone beside me.

"Hey, watch it!" roared a voice next to me. I looked to see who it was, and a large bearded man in a black leather jacket glared back at me. I shrank back against Jason's chest, trying to give the man as much room as possible.

He looked at Jason, and said, "You've got yourself a pretty little girlfriend there. Better teach her some discipline, though. You know how they get these days."

"Believe me, I know." Jason said. He wrapped his arms around me, and I squirmed uncomfortably.

"I need to use the bathroom," I lied. Jason nodded, and let me go. I quickly undid my seat belt, and walked towards the front of the plane.

"Can I help you?" a smiling attendant asked. It was a painful smile, like it hurt her to do it.

"Actually, yes. How much longer do we have?"

"About 15 minutes, ma'am."

I nodded and gave her my thanks, and she pointed me to the bathroom.

I stayed in there until I heard someone knock on the door, telling me the plane was about to land. So, sighing, I went back to my seat, and… Jason.

!!

Jacob's POV

"I'm not going." I said, glaring at Embry and Quil. We were in my kitchen, arguing.

"Yes, you are." Embry growled.

"No, I'm not." I hissed.

"Don't make us do this to you, Jake." Quil said, holding up a rope. They had even attached a huge muzzled at the end.

"You wouldn't dare," I snarled.

"Actually we would. Sam gave us permission to use force if you didn't agree to come willingly."

I glared at them both, then scowled. "Fine. But don't expect me to be good company. I'll be in the corner the whole time, plotting my revenge for this."

They smiled triumphantly.

"This didn't take as long as we thought it would, so… I guess you're free for the next couple of hours. But be warned, Jake. If you don't show up at 7 o'clock sharp, we'll come back for you, and we'll use this." Quil threatened.

"I already agreed I would go. Now get out of my house before I get the shotgun." I snarled.

They laughed, and left, satisfied with their work.

I sank down into the nearest chair, wondering what I had just gotten myself into.

!!

Jason's house was not at all what I expected. Or where I expected, for that matter. He lived right on the boundary lines where a place called Forks, and a place called La Push met. But his house was beautiful. It was a forest green, with tan in places, and a garden in front. Where I had pictured the Adams Family, I got Martha Stewart.

He chuckled when he saw the look of surprise on my face.

"Well, do you want to go in?"

I shrugged, but I was really dying to see the inside. It was sick really. I hated Jason with every fiber in my being, and this was the last place on earth I wanted to be. Yet I still wanted to see the inside of this marvel.

We entered, and my mouth dropped open again. I was not disappointed. It had a huge kitchen, and a large dining room and living room. There was a big glass on the back wall, where you could see a nice pool.

"My mom designed it. She didn't want me living in some rundown shack. She refuses to let me pay for the house bill, so I can afford this place by only paying the water and electric bill. Do you like it?" he asked, a smiled playing on the edge of his lips.

I merely nodded, unable to say anything.

"The room is off that way, you can put your stuff in it."

I froze. The room, not your room.

"Jason… how many rooms are in your house?"



"Three." I relaxed. "But I converted the second and third into and office space and a gym. So, you will be sleeping with me." Oh. My. God.

I froze again, horror etched into every pore of my face. He pretended not to notice.

"It's 5:oo already, so you might want to get a move on, if you want to go to bed early."

There was no way in the universe I wanted to go to bed at all. I would stay up all night, every night if I had to.

"I don't think-"

"Lex, I'm not asking you. I'm telling you." He said with a hard gaze.

I swallowed hard, and then stiffly walked into his room. Our room, I reminded myself in disgust. I set my stuff down on the floor, not believing my bad fortune.

Don't worry you guys, Jacob and Lex will meet in either the next chapter, or the one after that. I promise! Lex just has so much she wants to say, and I don't want to bore you with long chapters.