Alright! Chapter 7! Ok, so now I'm going to tell you all what "Edward Cullen me hace córnea" means. If you were reading carefully, you'd have seen that córnea means horny, so you'd have gotten, "Edward Cullen me hace horny" Me hace means makes me, so it comes out to "Edward Cullen makes me horny." I'm totally kidding about that. I'm too young to be horny… I just had to say it. FORGIVE ME!! Thanks to number1edwardfan for adding me to Author Alert, Favorite Author, Story Alert, and Favorite Story. Also, I've got to say, xXxElianexXx: Yay you for knowing what "Edward Cullen me hace córnea" means. Yet again: You love me, I talk about you! REVIEW!
Chapter 7
Louise's POV
WTF? "What the hell is imprinting? And a werewolf? Do you think I'm a freaking idiot? Do you think I'd honestly believe that shit from a perfect stranger?" I stopped to take a few deep breaths. When I looked up to his face, this gorgeous stranger, whom I'd miraculously fallen in love with in the space of 5 minutes, looked sad and disappointed. I hated to see that. I wanted to see the smile that had stretched across his face when I'd first laid eyes on him.
"I knew you wouldn't believe me," he sighed, looking down at his hands. "Can I prove it to you?" He asked.
"How do you know I'll believe you?" a look of amusement flashed across his face, as if thinking of some private joke, but it was gone so quickly that it probably was never even there. He opened his mouth to answer, but I held up a hand and kept going. "Besides, it's not full moon. You wouldn't be able to…turn into a werewolf." I started laughing, and he did too, oddly.
"Hollywood," he stated, "doesn't always get things correct. Or anywhere close, for that matter." I rolled my eyes. "Please let me prove it to you. But first, I'm going to try and explain what imprinting is. Wow… I never thought it would happen to me… Anyway, so my tribe is called the Quileutes. We are descended from wolves. Well, I'm not going to go into the whole story, you'll hear at the next council meeting anyway. But we can do this thing… Well, when you first saw me, did anything happen to you?" He waited expectantly for my answer, so I opened my mouth to speak.
"Well, sort of. It felt like… like I knew you almost, and when you smiled, it made me happy. More than happy… like my life was complete." I flushed slightly, wishing I hadn't said too much. But he just grinned happily.
"Imprinting is sort of when like love at first sight, I guess. But different. It's… so hard to explain. It's sort of like, matching puzzle pieces. We fit together, like we were made for each other. We balance each other out. And if I hadn't Imprinted on you, I wouldn't even be able to tell you. Now, can I please prove it to you?" He looked at me with such hope that I couldn't help but nod. He grinned ecstatically and then said, "Louise, will you pull the car over? I'm going to have to do this outside." I nodded again, then drove the car into the shoulder of the road. He climbed slowly out, and began walking toward the woods on the side of the road. "Wait here!" He called, and then disappeared from view.
I climbed slowly out of the car, walked around it so I was facing the woods, and leaned against the side of it. After about a minute, I heard a rustling from within the trees, but it didn't worry me because I knew Jacob was probably coming back. But then, a giant animal of some sort burst out of the trees, scaring me shitless. (A/N: I just had to say shitless. It's my favorite cuss word, along with dipshit and dumb-ass. XD) I was just about to let loose my worst scream, when the creature stared into my eyes, and I saw that it was Jacob. "Hell!" I gasped, sinking slowly to the ground. He sat down next to me and put his head in my lap. I absently started to stroke his fur, and he made a weird noise, sort of like a purr, but more dog-like.
After awhile of sitting there, I lifted his giant head, so he was looking into my eyes again. "I guess it's time to take you back home. Meeting my cousin can wait. Can I stay at your house? I can call Angela from there." I realized I was babbling, so I shut my mouth and waited for him to answer. He nodded his head, stood up, and walked back into the trees. After another minute, he reemerged, this time in human form. As soon as he came from the trees, I rushed into his arms. They wrapped around me, strong and muscular, holding me to him as if I were what was keeping him alive.
Finally, we got into my car, Jacob driving and me in the passenger seat. It took about twenty minutes to get to La Push, Jacob had informed me. We were silently driving through the streets of Forks when all of a sudden, Jacob gasped and pulled to the side of the road. "What?" I asked, frightened. He just shook his head and hopped out of the car. I did too, less gracefully, and noticed that he had run up the walk in front of the only house in sight. It was pretty small, and I was guessing that not too many people lived there. It was then that I noticed the man lying on the front porch, next to the open door. All the lights in the house were on, and I could see down the hall that something had fallen to the floor, and was smashed to bits.
"We should call the police!" I whispered to Jacob, and despite the frightened look in his eyes, he laughed. I froze. Why the hell would he be laughing at a time like this?
He must have noticed my panicked look, because he said, "Louise, he is the police. This is Charlie Swan. His daughter, Bella used to be my best friend." I nodded silently. I knew what that meant. The girl he used to love. He turned his attention back to the man, and started shaking him slightly. "Charlie!" he called loudly. Then, more loudly, "CHARLIE!" The man began to stir, slightly, and moaned. Finally he sat up and looked around him. His face unexpectedly twisted with pain. Jacob noticed this too, and said, "What's wrong, Charlie? Are you hurt? Is everything okay?"
Charlie moaned again, and mumbled almost silently, "Bella… gone… left." Jacob picked him up silently and took him into the house. I trailed behind noiselessly. He set Charlie down on the couch, and murmured, "Why did Bella leave?" A few tears leaked from Charlie's eyes and whispered, "She was mad at me. I yelled at her… fiancé and so she got mad and left. For good."
Jacob laughed under his breath, and said softly, "Always so stubborn. Don't worry, Charlie, she never can hold a grudge for very long. You remember that time when…" he broke off, glancing at me, then said, "…that time where she broke her hand punching me? And she said she would never speak to me again. Do you remember how she'd forgiven me the very next time I saw her? She'll forgive you. But if you don't mind my asking, why did you yell at Edward?"
Charlie's face turned red, and he frowned angrily. "Stupid bastard… he was in her bed. I pulled him out, and Bella was trying to make excuses for him. Saying how there was nothing bad going on. I told him to get out, so he did. I'm surprised he listened to me. Although, the jackass probably wanted Bella to take the heat for it. And just this evening, I had finally started to think that maybe he wasn't so bad after all. It just goes to show that you can't trust teenagers anymore. Oh, no offense Jake. I know I can trust you. And who's this you have with you?"
I smiled and stuck out my hand for him to shake it. "Louise Whipman. I'm Angela Weber's cousin from DC. I'm visiting for the rest of the summer, and then I think my mom might move us up here or somewhere close, since her sister, Angela's mom, will need some help with the kids, now that Angela is going to college."
Jacob smiled then added, "She's also my girlfriend." I blushed, then nodded. I hadn't added that, because I didn't know whether I should have said anything about it. It was sort of exhilarating (A/N: Haha Bethy Ramone, I stole your word! –for explanation, see Bethy Ramone's profile-) to say that he was my boyfriend. But the way he'd described Imprinting, I thought this was a bit different than that, however. "Charlie, are you going to be okay if we leave? I'll ask my dad to come up here if you want."
Charlie shook his head. "That won't be necessary. I'll be just fine. You'd better get on home before it gets too dark. It was nice seeing you. I know that Billy has really missed you." I stared at Jacob, puzzled by the last sentence, but he didn't notice.
"Bye, Charlie. If you need anything, don't hesitate to call Billy and me. We're always available." With that, he grabbed my hand and walked back outside, toward my car. Again, he got into the driver's seat, and I got into the passenger seat. We sat in silence for about ten minutes. I was thinking about one of the things Jacob had said.
"Jacob, what did you mean… well… why'd you act all funny when you were talking about Bella punching you? You glanced at me like you didn't want to say something in front of me. If I'm your Imprint, then you know you can tell me anything." I stopped talking then, because I knew it was something he was allowed to tell me. It was just something he didn't want to tell me.
But he did anyway. "It's just… one time I kissed Bella. She got pissed at me, because she was dating Edward back then too. I just didn't want to get into my past girl history with you. I didn't know if you'd be… mad or something." I laughed at him, and he laughed too, clearly relieved. Just then, we pulled up to a small house. There was a tiny garage sitting next to it, and Jacob pulled my Jaguar into the garage. There was a tiny, beaten up VW Rabbit in it. Before I could look around any more, however, Jacob had pulled me out of the car and we were out of the garage, walking toward the house.
As soon as we entered the front door, I heard someone yell, "Who's there?" But before Jacob could answer, a man in a wheelchair rolled into the entry way. "Jacob!" The man cried. I noticed that tears were leaking out of his eyes. Jacob bent down to hug the man. I saw that Jacob was crying too.
"I'm sorry I left Dad. That was really stupid of me. But I'm glad I did." His dad stared at him, trying to figure out what he meant, and he turned to smile at me. "If I hadn't left, I would never have met Louise. Dad, this is Louise, my Imprint." He smiled proudly, and his dad smiled at me.
"It's nice to meet you, Louise. Jacob, I'm going to be spending the night with one of my friends. I'll see you tomorrow. I'll probably be back around… noon. See you later!" With that, he rolled his wheelchair down the ramp from the front door to the ground, down the driveway, and up the side walk. I turned to Jacob, and he was already watching me, smiling. After closing the front door, he pulled me down the hall, and into a tiny room. I instinctively knew it was his bed room. I smiled at him, and flipped off the light.
Alright! Another chapter down! This is my longest yet! Another new Spanish term to drive you crazy until the next time I post: Camisa de fuerza. And no, it does not mean shirt of force. That's what it says on those crappy online free translators, so don't even bother. –does evil dance- EVIL EVIL EVIL! Hey, random thought: You all should join . In the forums, I am prez of the Seth Fanclub. I will let you join the Seth Fanclub if you join . Oh, and one more thing: I am currently OBSESSED with the song My Immortal by Evanescence. AH! It's so haunting! OK, I know this is a long Author's note, but I also want to say, I'm thinking about ending the story for Jacob, but if you want to hear more, let me know. If I get 5 reviews saying to continue, I will. And only one review each, please! REVIEW!
