Please don't hate me, please don't hate me!
Okay, I know I haven't updated in soooooo long and I am soooooooooo sorry, guys! But life got in the way and I totally forgot how much I love this story! GAHHH!
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And I don't own Twilight, Stephenie Meyer does. If I did own Twilight, I wouldn't be defending myself from pitchforks right now for not updating. Sorry, again!
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It was almost nightfall now. The sun was gone and the moon was just beginning to rise, it's reflection a pale, rippling streak in the dark blue water.
Jacob holds me tight as we embrace, hot and cold. I feel his muscles relax and I immediately feel safe. I feel safe enveloped in his strong arms, confident that nothing will dare hurt me. That is just how Jacob makes me feel. Safe.
I felt so dumbfounded when I didn't realize it was me.
But why didn't he tell me sooner?
I didn't realize that I said the question out loud because Jacob hears me.
"I didn't tell you because I was under strict orders not to," he explains. "Sam is alpha and you have to obey the alpha. No matter what." He cups my face in his large hands and looks as if he is going to tell me something long and important. "You see," he begins. "No one has ever heard of a werewolf imprinting on a vampire. Ever. We didn't know we could until it happened to you and I." He sighs. "Sam didn't understand that it was the same thing as imprinting with a human but just…not with a human." He smiles, a beautiful smile that I have always loved. "Sam imprinted with a girl named Emily. You should meet her one time. Her cooking is the best."
I laugh, engaged now.
"I knew that this imprint…it was different," Jake continues. "It was actually much, much stronger. The love, the lust, the intensity, it was all so much stronger. But this was alien to Sam, unknown. So he told me not to see you. He knew it was wrong to keep an imprinter and imprintee away from each other. But it was a werewolf and a vampire. Mortal enemies." He looks down at our intertwined hands. I study his face, mesmerized.
"And I'm sorry." He says, ashamed. "I'm sorry that we became friends and then I…well, I changed and those damn alpha orders." Jacob grins at me. I mirror. Then, abruptly, his mood changes serious. "I love you, too, you know." He says matter-of-factly.
I'm taken aback. But then I remember that I had confessed my love to him not ten minutes ago. I smile breathlessly.
"More than you will ever know. You are like the thing holding me on this earth. The one and only reason." Jacob says. "I love you and always will love you. Forever."
"I'll love you forever, too, Jacob Black."
And then he has a knew look in his eyes. A desire. He brings my body closer to his, a perfect fit, I discover. Our faces are inches away and I can feel his hot, woodsy breath coming in quiet and shallow puffs. He looks my face up and down. His eyes meet mine. A deep brown I see. Then his beautiful eyes settle on my lips. My breath hitches as I realize what he is going to do.
He wets his lip slightly, making my legs feel like jelly. He still supports me, one arm cupping my face and the other around my waist. I rest my hands gingerly on his chest and scrunch his t-shirt up in my hands, awaiting what will happen next.
My stomach has butterflies and I feel like I'm floating on a cloud. His head starts to incline towards mine and I do the same, the distance between us becoming shorter and shorter.
His eyes close, as do mine. Both of our breathing speeds up and finally, finally, our lips meet.
A jolt of electricity slivers through my whole body and I shiver. His lips mould into mine perfectly.
At first, the kiss is soft and exploring. Like lava slowly descending down a hill. Jacob tenderly moves his lips with mine and I really get to taste him on my tongue. Then, like a sudden explosion, there is a fire is burning, raging with intensity. His lips are urgent on mine now and our breaths are equally fast. I press my mouth harder on his and he grips me tighter.
I moan and now I feel him shiver. And even though I don't need oxygen, I am still gasping for air. I'm sure Jacob needs it too, but his lips never leave my skin when he gives me a chance to breath. He trails kisses along my cheek, grazing my ear and finally my neck and down to my collarbone.
I take his face in my hands and bring his lips back up to meet mine once again. I feel his tongue graze my bottom lip and I smile. This is what I have been waiting for. My Jacob. Jacob and I, together.
The kiss ends and we collapse on the wooden dock together, our breathes heavy. He takes my face in his hands one last time and kisses me more gently this time, once, twice. Simple and sweet.
"I love you," is all I say.
"Ditto," Jacob says and I feel his body shake with laughter. I swat him on the arm, smirking at him.
We sit in silence, thinking about the kiss. I pull my hand up to brush my fingers across my lips, still feeling the kiss there. I smile to myself.
"Mind if I ask you a question?" Jacob says abruptly.
I laugh. "Didn't you just ask a question?"
He scoffs. "Seriously, Lilly."
"Yeah, go ahead." I giggle.
"What's it like?" I wait for him to be more specific. "You know, like, being a vampire." He says quietly.
"Well, it's alright, I suppose. I mean, I have enhanced senses, better smell, sight, hearing, all that. I can run. Fast." I emphasize. I look up to him and his brows are scrunched together. I can see that something else is on his mind. "Where are we going with this, Jacob?"
"If you do have all that enhanced stuff, how can you stand me?"
Excuse me? I let out a bitter laugh. "I do not merely "stand" you, Jacob Black --"
"No," he interrupts. "I mean, I smell like wet dog, at least to you, right?"
I shake my head furiously. "Of course not. You smell like wood and cinnamon and pine and all kinds of different outdoorsy things." I explain. "And even if you did smell like wet dog, your scent wouldn't matter. You're my Jacob. You're warm, and not just body temperature wise. You are like your own sun, Jake. My sun."
He laughs. "I was just wondering what it was like for you. Being with me. And being so close to me."
"It's great." I say.
"Great? Just great?" He says in mock-horror.
I roll my eyes. "No, Jacob, you are the most amazing thing that has ever happened to me. You are my life and my whole being. You have my heart and always will." It was all entirely true, though. I wasn't just playing along.
"That's better," he jokes and kisses my nose. But then he goes quiet. "Mind if I ask another question? It's kind of personal so you don't have to answer if I'm being a jerk or something."
I nod. "Go ahead."
"How were you changed? I mean, you're part of such a big family. Did someone in your family change you? And how do you become a vampire anyway?" He blabbers all these questions, yet I don't get a second to answer any of them. That makes me laugh.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa, slow down there, lover boy." He laughs at my new nickname for him. "One question at a time." I sigh. "You become a vampire when you are dying. Well, you don't have to be dying but that is what my adoptive father Carlisle does. He has changed every one in my family. Myself, my two brothers and two sisters and my adoptive mother Esme. Everyone of them has their own story and they were all half dead." He flinches at my choice of words. "But Carlisle saved them and me, too. Venom has to be in your veins and you have to endure two to three days of burning. The venom is what changes you."
"How were you changed?" Jacob asks quietly.
I go to my far away place again. "I was born in 1901 in Chicago. Fast forward eighteen years later to 1919 to when I was changed. When I got stuck at eighteen forever." I blink a couple of times. "I was with…" How could I tell Jacob I had a daughter? I never thought of this before? Would this put a toll on our relationship? Would he be fine with it? I risked it. "I was with my daughter." I check to see his reaction. His eyes are wide and his face has gone pale under his russet skin.
"You…you have a d-daughter…" he stutters out.
"Had," I correct.
He looks down at me, a questioning look on his face.
"She died about fifteen years ago. In 1995." I explain. His face drops.
"I'm so sorry, Lilly. I had no idea…" he trails off, not sure what to say next. I wouldn't blame him.
"It was a long time ago. But, God, was she a beautiful little girl." I bask in the memory of her. "My husband, Benjamin --" I stop dead. "Ah, yes, my husband," I start to explain to Jacob. "I got married when I was sixteen. People married young back then. A few months later, Ella happened." I say and Jacob nods. "Ella was my daughter's name. We were running down an alley, trying to get away from some men who were harassing me." I felt more than heard Jacob's growl. "They cornered Ella and I and we had no way of escaping. Then, my husband came but it was too late. The men stabbed him and he died before I could even get to him. Then, the men grabbed me and…well, I'll leave out the details. After they were done with me, they stabbed me." I shuddered as did Jacob. "It was all so blurry and then the real pain started. I kept waiting for death but it never came. Just this warm throb in my body, but then becoming hotter and hotter until it was like being burned alive. It was the venom in me, changing me. Carlisle saw me and took me to an abandoned warehouse where he changed me. Then I remember waking up. I wanted to go see Ella so badly but I knew that people would be asking questions. So Carlisle and I moved out of town and let Ella be. I watched her grow up sometimes, occasionally coming back once or twice a year. She lived with Benjamin's sister, Stefanie, and her husband, Malroy. She seemed happy with them. If the death of her father and I weren't so traumatic I would have thought she'd grown up thinking Malroy and Stefanie were her parents, seeing as she was only two at the time." I sit in silence as Jacob absorbs this. It must be a lot to take in. He just found out that his imprint was married, had a baby, was attacked and stabbed, then changed into a vampire. Not exactly easy news to take in.
Jacob puts an arm around my shoulder. "I'm so sorry," is all he says, whispering in my ear.
"Yeah," I reply. "Me too."
Jacob plays will my hair for a bit while I fiddle with my locket. I clutch it in my hands and he notices. "What's that?" He asks curiously.
I look up to him, my eyes filled with sorrow. "It's my locket," I say and hand it over to him. He looks expectantly at me and I gesture at him to open it.
When he does, his eyes grow wide. "Is this…Ella?" He flinches at her name.
I nod and point to the picture on the left side of the locket. "This is her when she was about two." Then to the other side, "And this is her when she is about eighty-two."
If I were human, tears would be rolling down my cheeks, just exactly like they are rolling down Jacob's.
AWWWW JAKEY IS CRYING FOR ELLA! I always thought Jake would make a good dad....hmmm...maybe not....
So yeah, sorry about the non-updates. Yeah, I know, I suck, you can start throwing the rotton fruit and vegetables at me any time you like.
On a happy note, LILLY AND JAKE KISSS! GAHHH! So was it good? Did I write it okay? Was it intense and steamyyyy? Reviews, people, I NEED REVIEWS! please :)
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