Jacob relaxed the rest of the trip. He held my hand in his and slowly he would pull it, making me slid closer to him. By the time we arrived to his home I was practically on his lap. Jacob jumped out of the car and started setting Billy's chair up.

"You sure relaxed the boy. " I looked at Billy and the burning sensation on my face made him chuckle.

"Don't worry, secret is safe with me. " One last wink before he opened his door and sat down in his wheel chair. Jacob house was small and wooden with narrow windows. A dull red paint reminding me of a tiny barn. A bigger building around the side of the house which you could barely see because of all the band of thick bushes and shrubbery.

The rain was barely sprinkling when I got out. I'd been in La Push before but it was the first time id seen it in the day. Last time I was just at the beach and it was dark. Billy had a ramp for his wheelchair, which he easily went up.

"Come on, a storm is on its way. " His scorching hot hand found mine once again. The way his hand felt in mine was one for the fairy tales. And im not one to believe in fairy tales but, I think, this is what it feels. Like sparks are flying and you're a nervous wreck. You start feeling lightheaded. No, maybe it was the withdraw.

"Jacob, bring me the jar from the under the sink. " Billy was already seated down and had turned on his old small TV.

"Melody, just remove your coat and come sit down. I need to take care of your bruise. "The inside of the house had a warm feeling to it. The white tile on the floor, partly covered by an old brown rug. The brown wooden walls covered in frames of pictures and documents the couch was a really old one with big red quilt over it. 2 small bookshelves on either side of them filled with DVDs, CDS, figurines and obviously books. The small TV was across the one couch up against a half wall. Behind that half wall you could see the kitchen. The small black plastic table. The fridge an off white matching one of the mismatched chairs.

Jacob had brought over a jar filled with purple goo.

"It's not as bad as you think it is. Will take the bruising away "Billy chuckled at the expression of my face. Jake sat next to me and reached for my arm, I instantly pulled away. There was no way he would see the bandages.

"Mel, I … "Jacob didn't argue, just got up and left to the kitchen.

"Jake, can you go call Dean and tell him what happened. I'll take care of Mel. "Jake seemed hesitant and left. Leaving me no longer anxious. As soon as he was out of sight I quickly moved the sleeve up.

"You should tell him. " Billy now smeared the purple good over the bruise. Gently tapping it as I winced.

"Tell him about the drugs? "

"He really is curious about you. Wants to know why you're home schooled and go to the doctor often. "Billy smeared the final of the goo.

"Billy, I know he's curious. He's always asking me, but, he doesn't treat me like anybody else. He treats me like I have nothing wrong with me. When I get sick he just assumes that I have a bug. He doesn't see my ugly past and I don't want him to. If he finds out I did it, he will treat me differently."

"Mel, Jacob doesn't stop talking about you. You're all he talks about. I don't think he would judge you for what you did. It will catch his attention but who wouldn't. It's some hard stuff to understand. Jacob doesn't see you just as a silly little friend. He cares for you." Billy was wise, let's not forget that. He had this look in his eye that will have you do anything for the guy. He didn't bullshit you; he told you what you were dealing with it. He was a nice guy who I would ask for all the advice for. He covered some of the goo with my gauze

"I want to tell him, I really do. It will make lots of conversations and things easier for us. But I don't want to chance it. " Rolling down my sleeve I could feel the goo start seeping through my striped shirt.

"Take my advice, tell him and he will understand. " Finally looking up at Billy, I knew he was right. All those times he asked why I was so reserved, so quiet. All those, are you sure you have the flu questions would be solved. I wouldn't have to say that im scared to go to school because kids are nosy and would obviously find out what was up with me, and then talk about it as I walked down the halls.

"Promise? " I asked

"Prom… "Before he could finish, Jacob walked through the kitchen door.

"Dean is on his way. The guy is practically freaking out. Hey, the goop's going to stick to your arm." Jacob reached for my arm but Billy swatted him away.

"I put some gauze over it. Just let it be and don't touch it. " Jacob just nodded

"How you feeling Mel? " Jacob had no shame when it came to putting his arm around my waist. He did this once when I was already upset and I yelled at him. It didn't go well after that. I apologized and he said he understood. He obviously didn't, he probably thought I was a bitch but was too nice to say anything. This time, I didn't do anything.

"The question is how are YOU doing? You seemed tense back there? "

"He shouldn't have grabbed you. " Billy was probably overhearing us if I didn't see the way he smirked when we spoke. I don't think you smirk like that when you're watching baseball. Jacob probably thought the same because before I knew it, he had pulled my hand and walked me down a small hallway in his house. Like the walls in the living room, they were wooden brown and had more pictures of Jacob. I stopped at one. 2 young girls, twins' im thinking sat on the couch I was just on. Billy sat next to them. His face showing not as many signs of aging, below him, sitting on the floor was a young little Jacob. The same adorable smile that shined like a thousand stars, the small squint in the eyes that went with it. He had long hair that brushed over his shoulders. He was adorable. There was no reason to not smile. Then, the person that got my attention was the woman on the other side of Billy. She was looking down at Jake, he had her smile. HHer long, shiny black hair flowed down her back like waves. Her tan skins just a little bit lighter then Billy and Jacob's.

"That's my mom. " I looked up at Jacob. He stood right behind me, his chest on my back.

"She's beautiful. You have her smile."

Jacob's eyes found mine through the reflection of the glass.

"She passed away 3 months before I was 10. Car accident. It was so bad they nailed her coffin shut. "

The silence over took the house. I couldn't even hear Billy breath. It was like everyone was holding there breath.

"My mom passed away physically 3 months ago. That's why I'm here. "

"How did she pass away? "

"She was drunk driving me to the hospital after I passed out from heroin injections. She crashed into a semi and was killed instantly. "

His hand gripped my shoulder.

"Don't joke around right now Melody. "

"Im not. "Finally turning around Jacob looked like he had lost some color

"I don't want you to judge me. Im not, really, what you think I am. Im more messed up and disloyal then anyone you probably know. Im trying to change that though. I want to be a good person. "

He opened his mouth but closed it. He looked up at the ceiling then down at me. His tongue licking his bottom lip and his hand cupping my face.

"You're a good person, I know you are. You … WE, all have pasts. "

"You don't get it Jacob. Mine is horrible. The things I took did are not what good people do. "

"I'll be the judge of that. "

"You really want to know? " I let out a deep breath before taking his hand and having him lead me to his room.

J.P.O.V

So we sat there and she walked me through every major point in her life. The drugs, the beer, the partying, and the abuse. She told it like it was no big deal. When I asked for a question, she answered without a thought. Just the thought of her harming her body or someone else harming her was horrible. I watched the floor as she sat next to me looking straight ahead.

"So, that's that. I finally told you. "

I looked back at her and noticed she had removed the gloves and beanie. Leaving her hair messy and my pain and anger wash away. She looked to cute to be mad at.

"Yeah, is that all? " She bit her nails and shook her head.

"There's a little more but, I think it's too early to tell you. I, I need to trust you more… Be more comfortable around you. You know?"

It did hurt when she told me she didn't trust me or felt comfortable with me. But after she told me her story, I had to understand that she was hurt before. She said it herself, 'I don't really know how to be, okay, with someone loving me. '

"Okay, but don't let it effect us. " She quirked one of her well defined brows and smirked.

"Us, is there an us Jacob? "

"There's going to be. "She was going to say something but stopped suddenly.

"Only time will tell. "

After our serious conversation I showed her my garage. The one I haven't where I spent countless hours with Bella. But entering here didn't seem to hurt; it was just my same old garage. My mind still drifted off though. It wasn't about her, but the vamp that attacked her. I knew I smelled something the other day but I overlooked it. And in all places and everyone, he had to attack my imprint. He had to cause the big bruise eon her arm. Couldn't I just have a chance of peace?

"This is where you spend your free time then? " Her voice making me collect my thoughts.

"Yeah, well sometimes. "

She walked around the room, examining every crack and bump on the walls. Her small fingers flowing over my work bench and removing the dust.

"I love it. " Seeing her smile reach her eyes was rare but it was starting to show up more often. And to know I saw it made my life so much better.

"How often did you, you know. " I motioned to her arm and she laughed.

"I did it maybe once or twice a day. Drugs are expensive you know? "

"How did you even get them? " She found a seat on an old crate I had

"My boyfriend's friend. " I clenched the metal tools handle and I swore I cracked it. My body was tensed, strong and hard. The thought of another guy loving her, holding her, kissing her was sick. It wasn't meant to be her and some other guy. It was suppose to be me and her.

"Boyfriend? " I questioned.

"Well, Ex-boyfriend now. He's part of the reason why I got into harder drugs." I grabbed the wrench and threw it through the window shattering the glass.

"Sometimes I don't know why you do stuff like that. I mean breaking windows and becoming tense, it's like you care … "

"I do care Mel! Why the hell do you think its okay for you to remain calm? It's not normal. "

M.P.O.V

"I lived it; I don't want to cry over what I did. I understand that it was wrong but im not going to sit her and cry about it. " I ran my hand over his shoulder

"I love you Mel. " Finally looking down at me, Jake gave me a look that I'd never had seen. His dark eyes looking into mine. A wall of water covering them. His body turned towards mine and his warm hand made it to my cheek, gently cupping it. MY stomach was doing flips, my heart was racing, and every part of my skin was growing Goosebumps. His hot cinnamon breath reached my lips and like that, my mouth was just about his.

"I can't. " I pulled away and shook m y head.

"Don't love me, please don't. You're just confused Jacob. Im not what you want, im nothing. Im screwed up, im have more knots in my story then you will ever think. I can't give you my love Jacob. I can't give you something I can't feel. "What I said dint stop Jacob from pulling me in and kissing my cheek.

"You don't believe it because you've never had some one show you. But there's a difference in everyone else and me. I can love you, I already do. Im going to love you endlessly and with the utter must care. You're going to be falling in love with me. "His lips stayed on my cheek. The soft warm feeling her left could've made all my pain go away.

"If you do that, I'd be yours forever. "Blurting out something so outrageous that even I, was bugged eyed. But I closed my eyes as soon as he spoke. His hot breath flowing on my ear making my knees buckle and his arm wrap around my waist.

"Promise? "

"I don't want to hurt you. " He wrapped both his arms around me and held me so close that I lost air. But I didn't care. I liked being in Jacob's arms.

Jacob made sure to stay as close to me as possible. We had no boundary lines now. When he showed me the beach, he made sure to be at arms length and would hold my hand in his.