Alright so,

for whatever reason, this chapter decided to freak on me. So, it's in a totally different setup. I apologize for that. I hope you still enjoy it. Next chapter should be longer. And, Stephenie Meyer still refuses to give me the rights, so the characters remain to be not mine. Enjoy. . .


Chapter 8: Worth the Wait

Finally, here I was. The Clearwater's driveway. My dad in the passenger seat, me anxious to see the face I've missed. A day and a few hours felt like years without her beauty. The minute I stepped out of the car she was in the door frame of the brick house, smiling, wearing a mid thigh length denim skirt, showing off her killer pale legs and a black lace speggehtti strap shirt and black sandals.

She came out from behind the storm door and bolted down the steps until she stood and the passenger side door. "Hello Mr. Black, lovely to meet you." I heard her say. I knelt down to see her through the window of my car, extending her hand out for my father to shake. My dads eyes shifted from her hand to her face, his nostrils slightly turned up. He must have smelt that odd scent as well. "Please, call me Billy." he hesitated, forcing a smile and taking her hand in his. "Here, let me help you." she said lifting her eyes to look at me. She pointed to the back, questioning where my fathers wheelchair was located. I nodded and met her at the back of my Rabbit. "Feeling better today?" she asked, hopefully. "Much." I smiled. I now knew she had put last nights events behind her. I grabbed the wheelchair from the trunk and set in on the ground. Willingly, Desire unfolded it and wheeled to where my dad still sat. I fallowed her and stood behind the chair, waiting to assist my father. "Here you are sir." she said politely. "Thanks my dear. You are as nice as my son pray tolled." his grin was genuine. They both looked at me with smiles, Desire with a slight pink to her cheeks. I simpered and went to my father to get him in the chair safely.

Once in the house I could smell Desiree's sent over power every room. You wouldn't know Sue lived here if you were new to this town. My dad twitched his nose and ran the back of his hand under it many times as to shake the smell way. I bared with it, knowing it was the smell of Desiree. "Well, hello Jacob!" Sue's cheerful voice welcomed me in. "How have you been sweety?" she asked, embracing me. "Just fine and yourself?" I questioned back, letting her body drift away from mine. "Oh you know. With Harry gone, it's been lonely. Thank goodness for Desire here, or I don't know what I'd do." she smiled wide at the gorgeous girl next to her, wrapping her arms around her frail looking shoulders. "Now, can I offer you gentlemen something to drink?" Sue asked. "I'll take coffee if you've got it." answered my dad. I wasn't thirsty, but hungry. "I'm fine thanks." I grinned. "Alright then, let me get you that coffee."Sue said turning toward the kitchen. "I'll get it Aunty, you sit down and visit with Billy."Desire said, patting her family member on the shoulder. "Jacob, why don't you come with me?"Desire prompted. "Sure, sure." I smiled, fallowing her closely. "She sure does like your boy, Billy." I heard Sue comment from the kitchen. "As Jacob does her, Sue. Good match, them two." I heard him answer. I smirked and continued on into the cooking area.

"You scared me last night, Jake. Was everything ok?" I was startled at her choice of name. I had never heard her call me Jake before. "It was nothing. But, could you please call me Jacob? I prefer it." I asked. "Do you? I do too. Kinda glad you said that." she said, retrieving a cup from the cupboard. Her house was modeled a lot like mine and many of the other houses this size on this side of LaPush. I shook my head. "But I highly doubt it was nothing. Were you jealous of something?" it was like she knew exactly how I felt and just wanted to hear me confess it. "I wasn't jealous. It's just. . the Cullen's, especially Edward, are bad news. I don't want to see you hurt is all." I explained half of my reasoning. "I see, and what are so bad about the Cullen's?" she questioned. I couldn't tell her they were vampires, so I'd have to make something up. "A lot of the crime reported in Forks has been know to be link to them and their family somehow. They have never been able to be proven guilty, but the whole town knows that they are up to something." the story flowed from my mouth like a child's bed time tale. "Oh, I see." she poured the coffee into the cup.

"Cream? Sugar?" she asks, turning the conversation to my fathers beverage. "One sugar, no cream." I tell her, knowing all to well how my dad loves his coffee. "Your dad's friends with Bella's father, is he not?" she inquired, going back to our previous subject. "Yes, good friends actually." I say, watching her stir the dark liquid with a silver spoon. "Isn't Bella's dad a cop?" she dug deeper. "Chief Swan, yes." I continue to answer. "Then why does he allow Bella to go out with him?" with the steaming cup in her hand she turned to leave the kitchen. "No clue."is all I can say.

We retraced our steps back into the living room where Desire handed my father his bitter coffee. "There you go Billy. I hope its to your liking." she smiled wide. "Thank you my dear." he grinned back. We stood there awkwardly in a silence that came with interrupting Sue and Billy in the mist of a conversation. "Hunny, why don't you show Jake here, your room." Sue advised, "Maybe take a walk or something." she continue, showing that privacy was what she wanted. "Alright. Mind fallowing me?" Desire asked me, her honey colored eyes caught in the dim light from outside, shiny like gold in the sun. "Sure, sure." I agreed. She let out her hand toward me, beckoning for mine. I looked down at it mystified that she would want to hold hands with me, of all people. I took it without a second thought and waited until she pulled me down the hallway and into her lavender room, which was mine back home.

I examined the room, taking in her deep velvet bed spread and light purple pillows. White trim around the black carpeted floor. Her closest, where mine was located in my room. The bed seemingly large for a girl her size. I knew this bedroom well, for I had seem in that night on the hunt and many times over within my thoughts. "Like it?" she asked setting on the bed. "It's very. . purple." I chuckled. "Yeah, its my favorite color." she admitted. "Obviously." I added. She patted the place beside her on the bed, motioning me to join her. Nervously, I did so. Making sure there was a good amount of room in between us, not wanting to make things uncomfortable for either of us. Once I set comfortably by her side, Desiree's eyes found mine. I began getting lost in them, losing my train of thought and ability to comprehend actions or words. Frantically my eyes searched for anything but her face. They searched the room for something to catch on to. Posters of rock bands such as Evanescence, Seether and Within Temptation covered portions of her walls. "Good taste in music." I complimented, pushing for sound without a studded. "Thanks. They are the best." she commented. "Yes, they are." I agreed.

The bed was perfectly made like it was that night when I peeked in through the window, as tho it had never been touched or slept in. Maybe she was a neat freak. "So, looks like my aunt and your dad are getting pretty cozy, hu?" she asked, giggling lightly. I began to laugh, "Yeah. I noticed." I nodded my head. "Wouldn't it be the weirdest thing if they got together?" she questioned. That thought had never really crossed my mind. It couldn't happen, could it? My dad said himself, he missed my mom to much. But then again, maybe that would be good for him. And Sue was a sweet lady, I wouldn't mind her as a step-mother at all. She could make my father happy. Fill in the missing piece like I tried to when Edward left Bella. Perhaps Sue wouldn't fail as I had. "That might make them both happy." I stated. "True. I could see it." her voice was optimistic. "Maybe it'll happen. If so, we could have a lot more visits, right? Unless they moved in together. That would get a bit awkward. For us I mean." she said us. That sounded better then I could imagine. "Yeah, how would that work?" I wondered out load, worried that if Sue and Billy did get together, if it would enable me and Desiree to have a relationship. She shrugged her shoulders and looked down at her twiddling thumb like a little child.

"What do you want to do?"she inquired, looking back up at me. "I don't know, what do you want to do." this made her laugh. "Well, we don't have very many options." she pointed out. "True." I admitted. "Hows about a walk?" she spoke. "Sounds good to me." I chimed. "Ok." she stood before we made our way into the front room. "We're going for a walk. See you too, later." she yelled on our way out the door, not wanting to interrupt the potential couple's chatter.