A/N: so I know a lot of you guys were worried that I was going to stop writing after the last chapter, but don't worry, I'm going to continue even though I don't really know where I'm going with the rest of the story, but this chapters is just Yaya and Junior as a couple. A bunch of fluffiness! :D -Natalia.
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How Will I Know by Keke Palmer
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Yaya:
Junior's fingers laced through mine as he walked me to fourth period. It was our first hand in hand walk as 'boyfriend/girlfriend'. It was strange, I'll admit, but I liked the feeling of his hand in mine.
People stared at us…well me mostly like I was an alien organism. Junior and I's bad blood from before wasn't a secret to pretty much everyone at LaPush high. I kept my head up, trying not to look bothered by the onlookers and squeezed Juniors hand tighter.
When we reached fourth period, I dropped his hand and proceeded to head into class, but was tugged back. I turned to face Junior who had a pleasant smile on his face. His little dimples were visible. I grinned at him, I couldn't resist his dimples.
He leaned down and kissed me slowly. My hands found his face, stroking his high cheekbones.
When he pulled away, he grinned. "Might as well give them what they want to see." he murmured. I laughed at his expression.
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When the final bell rang, Kane came running to find me in the hall.
"I have to go!" he yelled at me, "Spear and Shane will give you a ride home!" he rumbled zooming past me.
GREAT, THANKS FOR THE FAIR NOTICE.
I felt a warm pair of arms wrap around me. "I'll give you a ride if you want." he whispered. I nodded.
"Sure." I said, turning to kiss his cheek.
"Oh, but I have to go to Fork's to get Chevy from school, if you don't mind the drive." he stated. I grinned.
"That's okay, we can get him first." Junior's large hand found my small one and he led me to his truck.
The silence was killing me, I flicked on the radio, changing the radio stations, there was nothing worth listening to. I found Junior's case of CD's and picked on at random.
'Pimp Dizzle Fo Shizzle' was written over the front. I laughed at the title and popped it into the player. The first song began.
Boom, Boom, Boom, Boom,
I want you in my room,
To spend the night together,
From now until forever,
Boom, boom, boom, boom,
I wanna go boom, boom,
Let's spend the night together,
Together in my room!
I turned down the volume, laughing my ass off, tears spilled down the sides of my face.
"What?" he asked innocently.
"Here I am," I laughed harder, but continued, "Thinking that you were some tough, hardcore Native, and you jam to the Boom ,Boom song?" the breath in my stomach was completely gone. My stomach hurt I was laughing so hard.
"Hey!" he snapped, playfully, "I happen to like the Venga Boys! And the Boom, Boom song is Chevy's favorite!" this only made me laugh harder.
"Whatever you say!" I sputtered, trying to wipe the tears off my face.
He smirked, "I'm glad that I amuse you."
Grabbing his free hand in mine, I brought it to my lips and kissed his palm, giggling. "You do." I said simply. He sighed happily. We got to Chevy's school a few minutes later.
"Why don't you go get him, he'll be happy to see you." Junior smiled at me. "He's usually by the gym." he pointed to the large building. I nodded, opening the door to the truck and walking slowly to the gym.
There was a sea of kids. They all looked smart, with their gadgets and computers. I spotted a few doing scientific equations that I couldn't even understand.
"Yaya!" I heard someone call. I whipped around to find Chevy. He looked so cute today. He had dark jeans and a white v-neck t-shirt. His hair was in a neat disarray on top of his head and his blue eyes were shining. He looked just like a little version of Junior.
"Hey bud." I smiled. He rushed over to me and gave me a tight hug.
"Are you here with Junior?" he asked me.
"Yeah, he's waiting for us." I said slinging my arm over his neck. Chevy wasn't too tall yet. His head came up just to my shoulder. He was kinda small for a twelve year old, but everyone knew he would fill out and grow a hell of a lot when he phased. "How was your day?" I asked him casually. He grinned up at me.
JESUS, HE EVEN HAS JUNIOR'S DIMPLES.
"It was good, I solved a pretty tough ass mathematical equation before anyone in my class, ate a PB&J for lunch, and made out with Bekka Stratford." he said nonchalantly.
I stopped dead in my tracks. "You did what!?" I asked, momentarily shocked.
"I said I solved a-…"
"Not that, I heard that part, the last part!" I laughed.
"Ohhhh, that part, I made out with a girl!" he gushed.
"Since when do you make out with girls?" I asked him as we continued our walk to Junior's truck. He shrugged.
"I wasn't planning on it, but she kissed me first, it was like a small peck on the lips but then she started sticking her tongue in my mouth and I just rolled with it." he said innocently.
I burst into laughter as I opened the door to the truck and Chevy slid in the middle seat.
"What's so funny?" Junior asked.
"Super stud, here," I said pointing a finger at Chevy, "Made out with Bekka Stratford today." I giggled. Juniors eyebrows shot up.
"Seriously?" he asked his little brother. Chevy nodded sheepishly. "Is she cute?" Junior a quipped, Chevy nodded again. "Nice!" Junior laughed, holding his fist out. Chevy pounded his little knuckles against Junior's with a smile. I laughed, it was cute to see Junior being such a cool older brother. I bet he would make a good father.
The ride back to the Tama household was fun. Junior flicked on the radio and blasted the Boom, Boom song. Chevy sang along happily with a silly smile on his face.
"It's great to see you, Yaya." Rachel grinned at me when we got in. I smiled.
"You too, Rach." Junior barged into the kitchen and kissed my cheek.
"You're not harassing my girlfriend, are you ma?" he asked, winking at me, waiting for Rachel's reaction. She gasped.
"Girlfriend?" she asked, looking at me. I nodded. Rachel rushed across the kitchen, hugging me tightly. "That's so great! I'm so glad!" I laughed.
"Me too." I blushed.
"So, you decided to forgive him for all him stupid mistakes?" I glanced at Junior, who was tossing a doughnut toward Chevy at the kitchen table.
"I forgave him a long time ago, I just wanted him to suffer a little." I grinned cunningly. Rachel snorted.
"You are most defiantly a wolf girl." Junior found his way back to me, wrapping one arm around my waist and pulling me out of the kitchen.
"Are you staying for dinner, hun?" Rachel asked, before we were completely gone.
"Sure." I smiled. She beamed back at me and nodded.
Junior and I studied…well scratch that, I studied, Junior on the other hand was a bit occupied. Every time I would get into the readings in my AP History book, Junior's eyes would fall on me. He analyzed every move that I made. It was driving me insane.
"What?!" I asked, with a slight smile. He had been gazing at me for a good fifteen minutes straight.
Junior's mouth turned up in a grin. "Nothing, you look cute when your concentrating." he murmured. My cheeks flushed.
"Just do your work." I mumbled, embarrassed. He huffed before kissing my cheek and pulling out his math book and getting to some actual work.
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School the fallowing Monday didn't feel right. Besides the fact that I was dog tired, something was off. Junior wasn't in third period, nor was he at lunch.
"Hey, have you seen Junior?" I asked my brother, pushing him over so I could sit at the lunch table. He shrugged.
"Nope." he popped the 'p'. "Why, do you miss your lover?" he asked sarcastically.
"Shut it!" I hissed. I felt around for my cell phone in my pocket. Flipping it open, I laughed at my wallpaper. A picture of Junior, sprawled across the couch sleeping like a baby. I pressed down on speed dial number 4 and pressed send. The phone rang and rang and rang. Junior didn't answer.
I tried to not let it bother me. He most likely had a late patrol and is sleeping off his long night.
The rest of the day went excruciatingly slow. It felt cold without Junior, kind of like a piece of me was gone. Class went slowly and it was hard for me to concentrate. Kane noticed my glum mood.
"What's wrong Cookie?" he asked me on the way home. I shrugged, emotionlessly.
"Dunno, just feel funky today." my brother chuckled.
"What?" I asked him.
"Nothing, it's just…you feel it don't you?" he asked me. I looked at him like he was stupid.
"Feel what?" I asked.
"The imprint, he's not the only one that feels broken when you're not around." I nodded solemnly.
"Yeah, I guess." I muttered.
"Don't worry sister, he's probably just asleep. He probably had a late patrol." I let out a hardy sigh.
"Yeah, you're probably right."
Mom opened the front door before I could even get out of the car. "Yaya." she breathed.
"What's wrong?" I asked her. The horrified expression on her face was scaring me. "Tell me."
She let out a long drawn out breath. "Junior's grandfather passed away." she muttered. "He hasn't talked to anyone all day, he was close to his grandfather Tama." My mind didn't even consider what I was doing.
"Keys." I said to Kane who was walking up the drive.
"Huh?" he asked.
"Keys! Give them to me please." Kane dropped the truck keys in my hand. I rushed to the truck and roared out of the driveway. My mind was going a hundred miles a minute.
IS HE OKAY, IS HE AT HOME, WHY DIDN'T HE CALL ME?
I was in Junior's driveway before I could even process it. Paul and Rachel's Explorer wasn't there, so I assumed they weren't home. Junior's truck was there but I guessed that he was either with his parents or home. I took a chance and pounded on the front door.
Three raps, no answer. Three more raps, I heard someone shuffling to the door. The handle turned and the door was opened. Junior stood in front of me, his hair a disheveled mess, bags under his red eyes. He looked like hell.
"Why didn't you call me, damn it?!" I hissed. Without a word, he stepped forward, burying his face in my neck, arms snaking around me, I could feel his warm tears on the skin of my neck. I stroked his hair, kissing his face. "It's okay, I'm here for you." I whispered in his ear. His tears came a little faster, I pulled back. I had never seen him look so distraught, so…sad.
"Let's go inside." I murmured, wiping some of his tears away. He nodded, pulling me inside. I grasped his arm as I fallowed him to the couch. Junior flopped down pulling me with him. Once again he buried his face in my neck. My arms wrapped around every part of him possible.
"How did you find out?" he asked after a few moments, pulling back to look at me.
"My mom told me…Why didn't you call me? I was worried, I thought something happened to you!" I rambled.
He shrugged. "I didn't want you to see me like this." he muttered, looking away. It finally dawned on me. The reason he didn't call me was because he didn't want me to see him upset, he didn't want me to think that he was weak. My hands found both sides of his face.
"Listen to me," I said sternly, "I don't care what's going on, I want to be here for you. I thought I was your imprint, your pain is my pain, remember? I can't support you if you leave me in the dark, Junior." He leaned into my touch and inhaled deeply.
"I missed you." he muttered. My heart melted a little. The poor guy just lost his grandfather and he was talking about missing me.
"I missed you too." I kissed his cheek as he wrapped his arms around me and hugged me tightly. "Are you okay? Where's your parents?" I drilled.
"They went to stay with my grandmother." he almost whispered.
"Why aren't you with them?" Junior buried his face in my hair.
"I can't be there, at his house. It's too hard for me right now." my arms tightened around him. He still hadn't answered my first question.
"Are you going to be okay?" He shrugged.
"I think so, it's just hard. My grandfather was one of the people I was closest to." he mumbled. I could tell that talking about this was hard. He didn't like to feel vulnerable. I nodded in understandment. "Thank you for being here." he whispered.
"There's nowhere else that I would be." I tried my best to smile even though the words that just came out of my mouth were pretty much the definition of cliché. Junior yawned. "Tired?" I asked him. He nodded.
"I had patrol last night and then when I got home, we got…the news." I gaped.
"You didn't sleep at all last night?!" I asked. He shook his head. "You need to rest." I murmured, pushing him back so he could lay down on the couch. He pulled me with him. I was now laying against his chest as he enveloped me in a bear hug. "Junior, I'll come back later after you've slept for a bit." I tried to pull myself off the couch but he wouldn't have it. His massive arms tightened around me, making an escape impossible.
"Please don't." he whispered. It reminded me of when I nearly beat the shit out of Katrina. Junior hugged me afterwards and when I tried to push him away he said the same words. "Just stay with me please. I need you." he said stroking my cheek. I couldn't say no to him. He was right. He needed someone right now and it hurt to know that his heart was hurting right now, I couldn't leave him. His eyes were brooding with pain, deep sea blue depths of his momentary agony.
"Just let me call my mom, okay?" he nodded releasing me. I fumbled into the kitchen, dialing my house phone number.
"Hello? Yaya?" my mom's voice was worried.
"Yeah ma, it's me."
"Are you okay!? Where are you?" she asked me frantically.
"I'm at Junior's." she sighed with relief.
"How is he, is he okay?"
"Not really, he needs a shoulder right now, so I'm gonna stay for a bit." I sighed. She thought momentarily. I left out the little detail about Paul and Rachel not being home.
"Yeah, make sure that he's okay hun."
"Thanks ma." I muttered. "I love you."
"Love you too Yaya." she said into the phone. I sauntered back into the living room, where Junior was sprawled across the couch, but not sleeping.
"Come here." he whispered, holding his arms out to me. Doing as I was told, I walked into his embrace. He wrapped himself up in me, laying back down. Junior snuggled his face into my neck and began to breath deeply.
"I love the way you smell." he murmured against my skin, causing me to erupt in goose bumps. My arms were wrapped around his waist, my hands stroking the muscular small of his back.
It was then that the shock hit me.
Life is ends.
Period.
End of story.
I wasted so much time making him suffer for the things that he did to me, but he still didn't give up. Right then, I regretted ever being that cruel to him.
"I'm sorry." I muttered into his t-shirt.
"For what?" he asked me a moment later.
"For wasting so much time." he froze, confused.
"I don't understand what you're saying."
"It's just, your grandfather passing…it makes me realize that life ends and you can't waste time dwelling on what happened yesterday or last year because it won't change anything." I paused, "But I just regret ever wasting time. If my stupid pride would have eased up earlier then it would have been way easier for you. But you still never gave in. you gave me exactly what I wanted even though you were betraying your feelings…so I'm sorry." I muttered on the verge of tears.
"You don't have to apologize. I did it because you're my other half, because you make me complete and if being your friend is what made you happy, then that's what I had to do, because seeing you happy makes me happy." my tears were full forced now.
I didn't deserve such a guy. I hated him with all my being a few months ago, but now, now…
"I love you." I blurted. Again, he froze under me.
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