Chapter 7 Chapter 6 continued

Edward's POV

I scratched my head and stared at the manual.

What's the Part A screw?

I looked around in the bag of tools that came in the box and pointed to the smallest one. "That."

He nodded and grabbed it, while I grabbed a hammer from Charlie's toolbox and started hammering one of the nails into wood piece C. "Jacob, hold the nail down, would you?"

He rolled his eyes and did what I asked. And extremely uncharacteristic of me, I hit Jacob's fingers with the hammer.

"OOOWW!!!" He stood up, pulling me along with him. "My FINGERRRRRRRR!"

"Whoops."

He growled and grabbed a screwdriver from the toolbox and hurled it at me. It hit my shoulder and broke in two. "That's Charlie's." I informed him glumly.

Now he was mad, so he did what actually scared me. He transformed into a werewolf. And it's worse being two feet from it.

"Whoa, there, buddy, calm down."

He snarled and lunged at me—which wasn't far—and pushed me to the ground. I hissed and kicked his foot to make him lower, and I rolled him over so I was on top. He stood up and ran with me to the wall and pressed me against it, making a horribly loud sound.

I pushed him back so he hit the opposite wall; unfortunately, we hit a lamp and a painting on the wall in the process. I punched him in the face.

Growling, he pushed me down, but I was only snapped back up from the handcuffs.

And what seemed like thirty seconds later, or perhaps 3 hours, I heard the door open and Bella walk in. I let my grip on Jacob's neck go, and I faced her sheepishly.

She looked up to the ceiling all dramatic, "Happy birthday, Bella." She said to herself.

"Bella, I . . ." I began while Jacob changed back to human form. Naked.

"MY EYES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" I screamed as I covered my eyes. "MY POOR EYES! AGH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

"OH GOD!" Jacob ran over to the kitchen and grabbed a dish rag and covered everything. My eyes were throbbing right now, and I was leaning as far away from Jacob as I could possibly manage.

"OHHH MY SWEET LORD, WHY? WHY?" I screamed heavenward.

If I could cry, I would be now. My eyes were literally stinging.

"THAT WAS THE MOST HEINOUS THING I'VE EVER SEEN!" I screeched.

Oh god, oh God oh GOD!

Bella just stood in the doorway, twitching. "Wow." She gulped. "Ew."

"MERCIFUL ZEUS! WHY DO YOU SMITE ME?"

Now I just started screaming at the wall in front of me, too afraid to look back at Jacob.

"Jacob, I'll get you some of my dad's clothes." Bella ran up the stairs as fast as I ever think she has.

"Ew, ew, ew, ew, ew, ew, ew, ew, ew, ew, ew, ew, ew!'

There was a pause while I tried to catch up on breath. "You perve." Jacob growled.

My eyes widened. "That was the most traumatizing experience of my life!"

Now, I cringed my teeth so hard, my gums actually started to hurt.

Bella ran back down stairs with a shirt and pants in her hands. I blurred up to her, making Jacob drag behind. I snatched the clothes from her and threw them at Jacob without looking.

Immediately, he threw them on. But even though I knew he was fully dressed, I didn't look. I honestly felt like I was going to throw up.

"That. Was. The. Most. Gruesome. Horrible. Disgusting. Hideous. Abhorrent. Repulsive. Thing. I. Have. Ever. Seen. In. My. Entire. Life." I twitched uncontrollably.

"Okay, guys." Bella held up her hand. "It was no big deal. Edward, don't be such a drama queen. And Jacob . . . don't change back to human form in front of people. Understand?"

"Yes ma'am." We said at the same time.

She then looked over to what was at one point, her desk. She winced. "Is that my present?"

Sheepishly, we nodded.

"You . . . um trashed my house."

Now we looked around, seeing that trashed my house was a pretty good description. "I'm sorry, so sorry Bella."

She shook her head with a smile. "Oh that's okay. But I have something to tell you."

We looked at each other, and then back at her.

"What?"

She snatched out two pieces of paper from her back pocket and smiled venomously. We stepped back instinctively and waited for her to stop staring at us like that. I was almost scared, now. But Jacob's . . . bareness . . . came back into my head, and I winced.

"You two are going white water rafting together."

"What?" We repeated.

She laughed. "Mike and his mom got me two admissions for white water raft lessons, and a go on the river by Port Angeles."

"Well, they're you're tickets, you should use them." I added.

She shook her head. "I would die out there, and I was about to give it to Charlie and his buddies, but I figured you two would be the perfect candidates for some bonding."

We don't need to bond; we need to rip each other's throats out.

"So guys, what do you say?" She smiled and held up the tickets higher.

I sighed and looked at the floor.

"I don't wanna." Jacob growled, still embarrassed at what horrors my eyes had just seen.

"Jacob." Bella complained, letting the tickets lower in her hand.

"Bella, I don't want to."

She pulled her eyebrows together and stuck out her bottom lip. "Please?"

He smiled. "Okay!"

Bella laughed at that and then looked to me, her expression hopeful—probably thinking that I was going to break as easily as Jacob.

"Edward?" She began.

She stuck out her bottom lip, and just like Jacob . . .

"Fine."