CHAPTER THREE
"Well what is it?" I asked impatiently.
"First, do you love me?" He said.
"Jake, it's a little too soon for me to say." I said. He looked suddenly disappointed.
"Then I have nothing to tell you now." He started to turn away.
"Jake! I love you, but it's not that strong yet." I said grabbing his hand.
"If you did, then tell me that you love me and no one can come between us." He said. He sounded angry. I let go of his hand and fell to my knees. I started to cry.
"Jake! Can't you understand! My father died, I am a monster, you don't get it, do you?" I said slowing down.
"No, apparently I don't. Prove it to me that you even like me Leah!" He shouted at my face.
"How?" I whispered. Why does he choose now to be difficult?
"Something for you to figure out Leah Clearwater." With that, he turned and walked out of sight.
"Jake?" I whispered hopeless, hopeless, and heartless. I love him, but I have too much to deal with!
I walked off back to where Seth was. I completely forgot to tell him about dad. I phased then.
Oh, hey Leah. Sorry about that. What the hell is your problem though?! Seth of coarse!
Oh, hey Seth. Did anyone tell you the bad news? I asked. Maybe he already found out.
"What bad news?" He asked worried sounding.
"Dad's dead. He was murdered, and I killed the man who murdered dad. So cops are looking for one of us probably." I said quietly.
"Dad died!" He yelled.
"Yeah, and Jake ditched me because I couldn't tell him I loved him back, or at least prove that I liked him." I said almost ready to cry.
"You don't know how to show a guy you like them, or love them? Wow, that's pathetic!" He snorted.
"Shut up brilliant! If you are so smart, then tell me what guys want!?" I yelled out. Well at least I wasn't going to cry now.
"Sex, or kissing them, or stripping is always nice. But please stick with kissing, the last thing I want is to have visual images of you stripping or having sex with my friend and pack brother!" I laughed at the remark. Really that's it!
"Are you sure there isn't something that would be more to your approval little brother?" I asked in a teasing voice.
"shut up. Maybe you just saying that you do love him would be good. But if I know Jake, then he'll just say prove it or something like that." He shrugged.
"Let's phase back. I think that Paul or one of the other guys should be phasing soon." I claimed.
"Sure thing." He said. Then I phased out.
Ok, well now to find Jake. I saw something move in the woods when I was roaming around.
"Hello?" I said. Showing no fear, not necessary!
Then rustling of bushes came and the wind did some creepy laughing, wait wind doesn't laugh.
"Who the HELL are you!" I shouted out.
"Jacob Black at your service." He said huskily in my ear. I felt his hot breath go across my breath in slow steady breaths. I shivered as his hand reached for my upper thigh.
"What are you doing J-Jake?" I said trembling to get the words out.
"Just trying to creep some girl out that was wandering in the woods. You figure out how to prove it to me?" He asked mockingly.
"Sort of yes, sort of no." Just then I felt his hand leave my thigh and he swat at my ass. "What the Fuck Jacob!" I yelled.
"That is such a wrong answer. You know how to. You just don't want to. I heard you and your brother talking, so which is it gonna be? Stripping I would enjoy, sex seems too extreme, kissing seems great, if I can tell that you mean it." He said wrapping his arms around my upper stomach area.
"I don't know. And what your were eavesdropping!" I yelled. I tried breaking from his grasp, but god he is so strong! "Fine, you win. What would you want. I do like you, and…" I took in a big breath of air. I can't believe I was going to say this. "And you can choose, because I do like you, so choose any one of them, and I won't argue."
"I don't want any of it then." I opened my eyes slowly.
"What?" I asked dumbfounded.
"You showed it to me there. You would be willing to strip in front of me with out arguing, or have sex with me and keep quiet, and I really wouldn't mind a kiss you know." He said smiling. I rolled my eyes and met his eyes. Then I stood on my tip-toes and kissed him. I cupped my hand on his cheek and then stopped. It was too amazing and didn't want to go overboard.
"You like?" I asked.
"What? The kiss? It was okay, compared to you alone, it was nothing." I smiled. Was he always this sweet?
"Well does that mean we are something, or just for now holding off?" I asked. I wanted to hold off, too much stress on my hands now.
"How about we hold off for a little bit." I leaned closer to him. Loved that idea. I rested my head in his chest. "Y'know I could get used to you being so close to me." He said with a snort. I slapped his chest and let loose from his grip.
"Way to ruin the moment, Jake!" I said letting a ton of acid fill my voice.
"Aw, come on. I was just kidding." He whispered now at my ear.
"I know your weak point you know Jake." I said trying to move away, but I am so pathetic that I can't even get away, not by him holding me, but because I was frozen there.
"I know yours too." He whispered in my ear. Yeah right, no one knows my weak point. Suddenly he started to nibble on my ear lobe. Damn, he did know my weak point. I moaned in pleasure. Then felt like butter in his hands.
"S-stop it Jake." I whispered.
"Really, you don't sound sure." My growled in my ear.
"I'm sure Jake, do it!" I yelled.
"Beg." He mumbled still nibbling. I hated to beg! "Beg or I won't."
"Please Jake." I whispered quietly.
"What did you say. I can't hear you." I was coming close to hitting now.
"Please, Jakey. Please stop." I said in a little baby voice. "Or I'll use your fucking weak point against you!" I yelled as I thrust my knee upward not too hard though.
"OW! What the fuck girl!" He cried out stopping now.
"Well, it's what you deserve. Sorry." I said apologetically. That's right, I don't know my own strength.
"Prove that you're fucking sorry!" He yelled. Why do I have to prove everything. He is like that one guy in the bible, people call him doubting Thomas.
"Fine!" I yelled back at him then grabbed him and pulled him in for a passionate kiss that he made rough. He pulled back after a while. "Proved it well enough?" I asked in a sweet voice. He nodded his head. Speechless. Good.
"We should get you home." He whispered. Apparently someone forgot about dead father.
"No. I can't go back there, alone." He nodded his head in understanding.
"Come on. I'll come with then." He said in a whisper. I nodded my head in agreement.
"They're coming for me and I know it." I don't know who I was really talking about.
"Who? The police?" He asked questionably.
"No," I whispered. Now it hit me. I wasn't scared of the police, but a child hood fear.
"Then what?" He asked suddenly.
"Please don't think of me as crazy." I started to say. He nodded his head urging me to continue. I took in a deep breath readying myself to continue. "When I was like five or six, my grandmother died of cancer." I said.
"What does that have to do with this?" He asked.
"I saw her the day that she died. When I was at school, I was waiting for my mom to pick me up, and I was talking to her. I was talking to my grandmother, and that's when my mother came right behind her and told me. My grandma was standing next to me and then left." I whispered. When I say it out loud, it sounds crazier.
"What does that have to do with your father dead?" He asked still not getting it. Right, when you're little, you're sensitive to things around you, like spirits.
"My grandfather died as well when I was twelve, and I saw him. That is not sensitivity." I spoke louder. "And, I killed that man who killed my father, and-" I tried continuing. But I didn't want to remember.
"What is it Leah?" He asked anxious now.
"I killed someone before, and I got hurt from his… spirit." I whispered out. I looked up at his face. He at least didn't have the are-you-crazy look on his face. But he had a worried and confused look on his face.
Sorry, for that cliff there. So, Leah Clearwater killed someone before, and she sees ghosts. Wow, that's a twist. Please read and review!!! J