CHAPTER SEVEN

Erin Purser

School had always been a flurry of gossip, chat and rumours but Sally for the most part helped to keep me sheltered from it. However today with Brian had been like ripping of a bad aid and his words would keep me up at night as I tried to scrutinise their meaning.

My legs strode confidently towards the property I knew Jacob had taken residence in, having move out of the small red house of his Fathers. Noah had cited conflict. Despite the sureness of my step my mind was working double time trying to figure out when a panic attack would rip through my body. The nearer I got to the property on the thirty minute walk the more unsettled I became.

I didn't have any intention really. Perhaps I could call Jacob out on what he had said to Brian. On why people considered us to be close. Or perhaps I would just crumbled in embarrassment. Either way this couldn't have a positive outcome.

The closer I got to Jacob's house the more the nerves kicked in but I was to stubborn to turn back around like any normal person. Instead I paced quicker, building my emotions up as my pulse quickened in rapid beats.

I had grown up around the towering men of La Push, unable to avoid the company that Noah chose to keep. As a result I wasn't threatened by Jacob's size, I was rather threatened by his presence. Which made striding towards the front door of the newly built complex even harder.

Jacob had a tightly knitted circle of friends in La Push and I was reluctantly involved in the little circle. Sharing a best friend didn't help matters. I wondered what Quil would make of all this. I'm pretty sure Sally would be having kittens.

I looked up at the freshly cladded exterior of the housing complex which consisted of two properties and had been built to contend with La Pushes growing population.

My feet seemed like led as I pulled myself up the stair and to the door which seemed as if it may swallow me up. I stared back determined to confront whatever lay behind no matter how daunting that may be.

I shifted uncomfortably trying to build up the courage to ring the doorbell. My hand consciously went to my pocket feeling the supply of diazepan I was prescribed for bouts of server anxiety. Despite my complete denial I had anything wrong Noah made me swear never to go anywhere without them. Diazepan was a last resort due to it's highly addictive nature, the Doctor tried to manage me of daily doses or Serotonin which I refused.

I reminded myself stubbornly that this was no matter to be fearful of. This was Jacob Black and I was here to put him straight. That's exactly what I was going to do.

With those words ringing in my ears I reached up and pressed my finger into the doorbell which chimed musically as I awaited an answer.

My breath was sharp and my chest stung sharply as if a dagger was being forced in further with every breath. I tried to slow my breath flattening a palm over my chest trying to recall the training I had received.

The door began to creek and I leapt back, stumbling over my feet I began to fall backwards. My body jolted towards the steps and I felt my arm being pulled in the opposite direction, so roughly it felt pulled from it's socket.

"Erin" A voice rasped and I suddenly released the breath I had been holding, and Jacob looked down at me concerned and I felt the colour beginning to flood back to my blue face.

Jacob released my arm and I felt dizzy without the support of his hand and it took me seconds to hit the decking.


My head was pounding and my face felt wet with tears which left a salty taste in my mouth. I could feel heat all around me and I began to panic. My hands pulled at my collar trying to loosen the material as my mind turned dark.

My pulse was rapid and I jerked my arm as I felt burning finger pressing into it and the muffled counting of Jacob.

"Princess I'm glad you've woken up" he mumbled into my hair and I launched myself from the chair separating are bodies as my mind felt as if I'd been hit by a landmine. Colour exploded in my head and I could feel searing marks from where Jacobs hands hand been and I shook in fear at what this could have meant.

"Erin" he warned his tone gentle as I began to back up. My mind was screaming, deafening me and any attempts of calmness Jacob was trying to put on. I looked for an exit, a escape plan, a burst of freedom but tears clouded my eyes and I dropped to my knees a sob raking my body.

"Erin!" He called again more firmly as I watched through blured vision as the Wolf came beside me. His body stooping down to the floor as he knelt before me and I leant away plastering myself against the wall.

"Don't. You. Dare" I warned hiccuping as his hands reached towards me.

"Breathe Erin, breathe it out" he tried to soothe but I shook my head fearsely, cascading my hair about.

"Breathe with me then, please" he requested his voice firm but even and I looked up through my watery lashes trying to comprehend his words.

I flinched as he reached for my hand and he smirked slightly grabbing it and pushing it against his toned chest. I relaxed under his touch, his heart hammered in his body and I blushed as my breath became gaspy.

"See, you bother me to" he assured gently and I curled my hands into his shirt.

I don't know what urged me but I drew Jacob into me, pulling him against my chest. He inhaled against me his breath hitching and he became suddenly rigid. But I clung to him tighter my hands clammy, my breathing erratic and tears pooling on his chest.

"Jake" I breathed feeling are chests connect as I tried to follow his breathing pattern.

I didn't do this.

Erin Purser didn't do this.

It was wrong. Selfish. Sexual. Self-destructive.

I forced myself back from Jacob stumbling as I separated my body from his and my breath fell into a even rhythm.

Jake's eyebrow rose suspiciously as I hunched holding my chest as the relief seemed to flood me in waves, ebbing over me.

"You have serious issues Princess" he snorted rudely stepping closer to be and I flinched back at the increased proximity. He smiled again, it thick and mocking.

"I do not have issues!" I defended hotly my skin red and patchy.

"You have one issues specifically Erin. You, are ..." he began but I cut him of with my shrill shriek of protest.

"Don't you dare!" I seethed the stronger part of my mind overidding my anxiety long enough to shot Black down. "How dare you. Who do think you are, what right do you think you hold over me? You don't know me" I warned.

He smirked lightly as if my words amused him.

"I know you very well Erin. I doubt you'd believe me …" he started again and I scoffed at him and he seemed taken aback by my sudden backbone.

"I came here to tell you to leave me alone Black. To leave me the hell alone. I have had enough. I don't know what your problem is with me. But I don't like it. I don't like it one bit. I might bother you, but that, that back their, it was lust, hormones. It was dangerous." I chattered nervously filling the silence I had created.

"Erin, you through yourself at me!" He laughed.

"Not another step" I warned, trying to drown out the feelings his presence were causing.

He cocked a brow his face full of mocking. I gasped as me moved towards me again. I couldn't move, my feet were planted firm, my ears ringing and my chest rising and failing in shallow breaths.

My senses were overwhelmed. The feel of his shirt rubbing against my chest. My breasts pressed up against his solid torso. His warm skin coming into contact with my clammy arms. The goosebumps brushing against his rustet skin.

Physical contact was on my avoid list, and this was exactly why. The feelings caused where unmanageable, dangerous.

The phone began to buzz. A corny ringtone blaring making me visibly recoil in embarrassment.

"You should get that" Jacob beckoned looking strained.

"Right, yes, the phone, I should answer it" I gushed my feet becoming light again as I flapped around for the mobile.

I retrieved the phone and began trying to slide my clammy finger across to unlock it. The touch-screen refused to engage. The phone continued to buzz angrily Grandma Pat flashing on the CallerID.

My hand was shaking and my heart thumping. The phone fell silent, the call being diverted to voicemail.

"I have to go!" I gasped whirling around and grabbing for the door handle. It took a few twists to open the knob and leap out onto the hallway.

"Hey Princess, we aren't done here" Jacob protested.

"We are so done" I muttered, taking the steps two at a time as I pounded down the porch space.


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