Chapter 7: Adorably Vulnerable

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It was 12:01 p.m. I was going to stay up and wait for Jacob, I was waiting in my car. I saw him when he ran around the house—in his wolf from, with his reddish-brown fur shaggier then the others' as he ran in fast circles.

Finally, when he switched with Sam—a big black wolf that was just barely bigger than Jacob—he came to the car door. He got into the passenger's side, he looked up at me from his feet, he had been looking at them as he hung his head for at least a minute until he looked at me. His expression caught me off guard.

It was shame.

"Jacob!" I tried to yell, but it sounded weak, and my voice broke halfway through his name, "Jacob, how could…! Why would…!" I tried several times, I just couldn't yell at him. He looked up again. His eyes were boring into mine, burning with shame and regret.

"God, Jacob!" I yelled, for real this time. But, I was mad about something different, "Why do you have to be… to look… so…adorably vulnerable."

He smiled, "Because you're the only person who can break me."

"Why do you have to be so damn sweet when I'm mad at you?" I was pissed off, but I let it go, my goal to yell at him was far gone, so I just went with it.

"I love you." He said, scooting closer to me.

"You know that I love you, too." I answered, a little exasperation in my voice as I stood there, staying where I was. If he wanted me to forgive him for ruining Edward's chances at a slow let-down, he'd have to try much harder.

"C'mon, Bells…" He pulled me to him, I was warmed by his chest. We were nose to nose, "You know you can't stay mad at me for long."

He was right, "Dammit! I should have never let you know that!" I joked.

He smirked, "No, you probably shouldn't have."

I sighed, "Jake?"

"Yeah?"

"Forgiven."

"Thanks Bella." He said, he put his cheek next to mine, staying there for a moment, and then pulling away.

"Don't give me any more reasons to have to forgive you." I warned, and then joked. "It gets easier all the time to do, and I can't let that happen."

"I'll do my best." He chuckled, "But werewolves are very unpredictable."

He looked into my eyes again, but he didn't look away. He stared at me for minute, after minute, after minute.

"What?" I asked, after the fifth minute.

"Your eyes…" He started, "Never noticed how… nice they are."

"Thanks?" I replied, it was a random thing. But, I knew what he meant, Jacob's eyes have some appeal, too.

"I better get you upstairs." He joked, "If Charlie sees you're not in your room, he'll think you snuck out with me. Then, I'll never get to see you."

I snuggled up to him a little bit more, and laid my head on his shoulder. "I'm fine here. I'm not tired."

I yawned, that gave me away. "Not tired, right?" He joked. I was, but there was no need to admit it to him.

Suddenly I was lifted up, I hadn't realized my eyes were closed, but I didn't open them. The warm arms bounced lightly as Jacob ran to the house. I was fine where I was, but then something came to me that made my eyes shoot open.

"Jacob—wait. What about the window—?" I started, but he already jumped onto the tree, using no hands, and landed perfectly on the lowest branch. He jumped up on two more, then through the window. I watched, my eyes wide, as I clung to him so I wouldn't fall. I knew Jacob had never missed when he came to my room at night, but he'd never jumped up with another person in his arms.

He could hear my fast heartbeat, and he smirked.

"A little exhilarating, isn't it?" He joked.

"Jake… not… funny…" I mumbled out, my heartbeat slowed.

He laid me in the bed, then headed for the window.

"Jake?" I asked, as I lifted myself off the bed to sit up.

He turned, "Yeah, Bells?"
"You woke me up." I began, "So will you stay until I fall asleep?"

He walked over to the bed, and laid down next to me.

"Wow, Bella." His surprised voice, made me look up. I shivered lightly next to his warmth, "You're freezing. How long were you in the car waiting?"

"A while…" I didn't want to tell him how long because it was very long.

"How long is a while?" He pressed.

"Since, uhm, nine-thirty." I mumbled into his chest as I blushed.

"Bella… why?" He asked.

"I was going to yell at you, but then you looked all sorry and I didn't" I answered, I started to drift to sleep so the words sounded slightly slurred.

He sighed, "Bella, your crazy."

"About you," I finished, I was that much closer to sleep.

"G'night, Bella." He laid his head above mine. I was still wearing my clothes and hadn't changed into pajamas.

"Good ni…" I fell asleep.