This chapter isn't very long because I have very bad writers block sorry. Well enjoy anyways.
I squeezed my eyes shut, hoping that Jacob being in my room was just in my imagination. Nothing happened. I could still feel his presence, feel the heat that radiated from his body. I sobbed silently in my mind, wishing I were safely at home in New York.
"What do I get no greeting?" his deep voice echoed in my ears. I didn't reply but did bite down on my lip until I drew blood.
"Okay then… Well you can just listen while I talk to you," Jacob said after he knew no words would be leaving my mouth. "So I am really sorry if I seem a little strange. It's really not my fault you know. I really don't know what I am going to do to get you to talk… Oh well I noticed at lunch that Seth got to make you laugh, so maybe I can. What's a good joke… hmm…" Jacob droned on. Talking about how he knew I didn't like him and how he wished I would like him. How he wanted me to contribute to the conversation. And always trying to make me laugh by telling very lame jokes.
Finally after, oh I don't know, 10 minutes of his non-stop, pointless talking I turned around on my bed to where he stood. When he noticed my movement he fell silent.
After I was turned to face him I sat up and brought my knees up to my chest. I dropped my head into my knees and sighed. Jacob stayed silent all throughout this.
"Is that all you want?" I asked in a monotone voice keeping my head in my knees.
"Well, I, well I wanted to, you know, talk to you." I sighed again.
"Okay so talk," I said my voice filling with some emotion, well not really emotion but a tone, rudeness.
"Will you answer though? Because I don't want to talk and not get answers."
"Yes I will answer." I sighed again.
"Well okay then. So how are you liking La Push?" I rolled my eyes.
"I hate it. Never wanted to come and now all I want to do is leave."
"Oh, well um, why? Isn't there anything at all that you like about it? You and Seth seem to get along, do you like him?"
"Well I was forced to leave everything I love in New York. I had to leave my car, my friends, and my boyfriend. And no everything here is horrible. Too much rain and boring as hell. And such Seth is a nice kid, but he isn't someone I would say I like." I knew I was being pretty rude but it was the truth.
Jacob stayed silent for a long while. I wasn't sure if he left or was just super quiet. I slowly lifted my head to see Jacob standing there, looking a bit lost. And also sort of hurt. I hoped he wasn't one of those people who got offended when you said something about their hometown…
"You said you don't have a car anymore? I build cars I could build you one?" Jacob whispered looking at me.
"Um, well, you don't have to. I don't need one. Not like I have anywhere to go," I whispered back.
I had to admit he was nice to offer that to me. Someone who was being very rude to him.
"No it's okay I can make you one. It's not hard. Consider it a welcome gift." My eyes widened. Why on earth would he do that?
"Um well if you want too…" I started but was interrupted.
"Yeah I will,' Jacob paused, then continued, "you said you had a boyfriend…"
"Yeah. I was talking to him before you came in." Why did he care?
"Oh. Well I better go now…" I nodded and waved to him.
"Bye." Jacob waved back, a wide smile crossing his face.
"Bye Nicole."
Once Jacob was out of my room, I slowly lay back down on my bed and closed my eyes. Why did life have to be so hard?
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