"Why'd you stay?" Jacob asked as he walked Onyx out to her car.
"Why wouldn't I have?" Onyx turned to face him as she opened the door.
"Well, its just he seemed very serious when he said that you needed to come with him then. It must have been urgent. I don't see how our little get together could have possibly been more important than the well being of your brother."
"As I've told you many times before my brother can take care of himself."
"That has yet to be proven."
She smiled at him, fighting against herself at the pleasure she enjoyed while in his company. "I should be going. Like you said it did seem kinda urgent."
Onyx sped off leaving Jacob standing there in the driveway. She had to kick herself silently she was doing exactly what she shouldn't have been. As she contemplated what had to be done she arrived at the house.
"D!" She called as she entered her home. No answer. That wasn't good.
"You really have made a mess of things this time." She turned around to see D glaring down at her.
"I haven't done much. What mess could have been made?"
"Volturri."
"Oh."
"Oh? That's all you have to say! Do you understand the danger of getting them involved?"
"Yes, danger, got it. There is danger even being here. I get it. But that doesn't mean that this doesn't have to be done because it does."
"Why?"
"Because it does." Her confidence in this statement was too high to misguide any confusion but only build D's interest.
"What do you know?" He stepped closer to her, wanting.
"Enough." Onyx turned leaving D standing there in foyer. She paced back toward her car and got in driving away.
Onyx went back to the only place she knew to go, Emily's. As she shut off the engine, Jacob emerged from the house and looked down the porch to see the young girl sitting in her car, eyes closed, breathing deeply.
"You okay?" He walked over to the driver side and leaned toward her, hearing her heart racing.
"I'm fine, not like it's any of your business." Onyx was in no mood to play nice she wanted to be gone from here. But if she left she'd draw too much attention to herself with forces she didn't want to alert of her actions.
The young Indian slammed his hand against her car door, about to lose his temper, "Something is obviously bothering you and I'm just trying to be nice. If you'd stop pretending to be stuck-up bitch princess maybe you wouldn't feel so bad."
Onyx smiled for a moment against herself. She forced herself out of the car and against him, burrowing into his chest to find warmth. Exactly what she shouldn't have been doing, but what else to do? Apparently everything was going to hell in a hand basket anyway what was one more problem.
'I can handle it.' Onyx thought to herself. 'It'll only be a temporary thing, nothing serious.' Jacob felt her tremble as the cold night air reached her skin and he wrapped his arms around her, allowing his werewolf heat to warm her.
When Onyx glanced up at Jacob, she noticed his eyes slightly closed, obviously from exhaustion and suddenly she felt her own more intensely. She knew she shouldn't but she couldn't resist, and they were in his bed.
Jacob awoke the next morning with Onyx on his chest. He didn't remember how they had gotten back to his house. It seemed like he just blinked and they were there. Too tired to question it last night he had just gone to sleep, not realizing that the girl with him would stay the night too. He could see the powder blue mustang outside his window and assumed he just didn't remember the car ride from being so tired.
'Is there something else I'm forgetting?' A thought suddenly came to him. She had stayed all night and the way she was attached to him now and the tightness she held him with last night brought a pleasurable yet unforeseeable thought to his mind. He cleared it thinking of Bella. How could he think of someone else like that?
"Good Morning." Onyx cooed, kissing his pec as she halfway yawned.
He smiled forcing himself to forget his previous thoughts and just lose himself in the beauty before. Jacob caressed Onyx's cheek smiling and bidding her a good morning as well. He swore that for a brief moment when his hand touched her face that she blushed. Maybe there was more to her than he thought.
