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Nine Years Ago, Age Seven
Winter time in Forks is beautiful. There's no sight of green anywhere, just layers and layers of white. The bushy pine trees and the branchy naked branches are blanketed in snow, and when the sun hits the light, the snow glistens like a thousand diamonds were shivered against the snow.
Jacob Black stuffs his hands into his jacket and looks around the small orphanage before him. The moon's high up in the cloudless sky giving off an almost purple tint to the late Thursday night. Excitement rolls through him, knowing that tomorrow's Friday and he'll be off from school for Winter Break in less than twenty four hours.
He quietly approaches the orphanage and jumps over the wooden fence easily before running up to the window he's grown quite familiar with. He pulls open the window from the outside, using his strong arms that his Quileute blood gifted him with and climbs into the warm room.
Smiling, Jake looks up at the room around him. There's a small fireplace sitting in the further end of the room, a small fire still roaring away. The mantel piece above the fireplace is decorated with holly and mistletoe, a task that Jake helped with. He bites his lip shaking his head as memories flood his vision. Quill will not be impressed if he ever finds out that he helped a girl with decorating. He shivers and turns around slowly to close the window when he catches a glimpse of her in the glass.
He sees her small sleeping form curled into a ball on her small twin sized bed. Smiling softly, Jake touches the reflection on the glass before pulling the window shut. He takes off his jacket and shoes and climbs into the bed, a few feet away from the window.
He wraps his arm around the small girl and buries his face into her hair. Reaching into his pocket, he feels around for the bag of cookies he managed to sneak away from his mom's cookie jar.
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"Hi Mellissa, it's Sarah," the young woman whispers into the phone.
She feels her husband roll around in bed, throwing a burly arm around her small frame. She smiles into the phone and bites back a smile.
"He's here Sarah," Mellissa says. "Your sons the most adorable boy I've ever met in my life. And trust me, I see a lot of tiny boys around his age."
"Thank you Lis," she says into the phone to her cousin.
"Seriously Sarah, little Penelope never smiles until she sees Jake during his day visits" Mellissa says. "And in the night she always has such horrid nightmares when he doesn't come in the night, she sits up scratching her skin and crying "mommy no don't please no!" Who can do that to a baby Sarah? Who can do that to such a sweet little girl? When Jacob comes and holds her tiny body in his arms, she stops shaking and sleeps so quietly. It's as if she feels safe with Jake's presence."
Sarah smiles, silent tears streaming down her face. No matter how much of a monster truck loving and girl hating persona Jacob puts up, she knows her little boy has a soft hear. He's a little walking teddy bear.
"Thank you Lis, I know. I have to go now though, I'll talk to you tomorrow again."
"Good night Sarah."
Sarah shuts close the flip phone and starts to wipe away the tears when Billy reaches up to brush them away with his fingers. "Hey," she softly.
"Did Jacob get there safe?" he asks, the sleep gone from his voice.
Sarah nods trying to blink away the unrelenting tears. "I wish we can adopt her, I wish I can just take her away from all that pain Billy," she says, sobbing into his shoulder. "But that… that woman's there! God I hate that woman!"
Billy kisses her shoulder, her neck, her nose, her forehead. "I know my love, I know love. For now, let's have Jake be her protector."
~Liya
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