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Bonfires- Blue Foundation

Chapter 9- Bonfires

Brady's POV

My head is in the clouds, funny saying? Yes. But so, so true. I feel like I could fly, and as girly and gay as that sounds, it's exactly how I feel. Having her in my arms is the most simple thing, and yet it gives me such complicated feelings.

I love her, I want to protect her, I will not let anything or anyone hurt her. And I will get her trust back, even though she hasn't said that she doesn't trust me, I know she doesn't. Because really, even I wouldn't trust me after I pulled my jackass disappearing act.

I look down at her face, she rolled over in her sleep, he face is pressed up against my chest now, I smirk, I bet she likes that… I also bet if I tell her that, she'll slap me. A small chuckle escapes my lips, the corners of her mouth curve up, forming a small, sleepy smile on her tired face. Poor girl has been through hell, because of me. I got to make it up to her…

Then the little light bulb over my head switches on! Bonfire, anyone? Jeanine is a newcomer to La Push, she hasn't really heard the legends or anything, her mom is like the tiniest part Quileute, so they don't know much either. So I set up a bonfire, invite all the wolves and imprints, invite her family, and ask Emily and Leah to cater. Easy? No.

I should get to it then…

I try to pull my arm out from under Jeanine, she just frowns and rolls over. I don't want to leave her to wake up to an empty bed, so I'm gonna make this as fast as I can, so I can be back when she wakes up.

First off, Billy Black.

"Hey Billy, you think your up for a bonfire tonight? My imprint doesn't know the legends and stuff… But if you're not up for it, I'm sure Jake…"

"Sounds good." Billy rumbled, cutting me off. Apparently I have the tendency to ramble on and on when talking to older people… And then he hung up. He can be quite rude in the mornings…

Next, Emily Uley, the only girl I know that can arrange a bonfire, persuade the whole pack to come, and have food ready, in an hour or so.

She picks up on the second ring, it's like she waits by the phone all day, wanting something to do. "Hello?"

"Heya Em, It's Brady, I was trying to get a bonfire set up for tonight and…"

And for the second time this morning, I am cut off…

"Yes! I will have it completely set up, just be there by seven tonight. I have so much to do, invite the pack and imprints, have Sam get the fire set up…" she rambles on, saying her whole list out loud, and all I can think is blah, blah, blah, blah, blah!

And then she hangs up on me! The dial tone is the best goodbye I'm going to get from anyone today.

I walk out of the living room and back to my room, I can hear her heartbeat, loud, so she's awake. Damn, I wanted to be there… I walked slowly down the hallway, I could at least surprise her. I got to my doorway, and peaked around the edge, she sat facing away from me, looking out the window, the yellow shades were dimly lit from the morning light, she looked like she was glowing. She was still wearing my clothes, her hands lay in her lap and she was holding something…

My curiosity peaked, and in several leaps I jumped onto the bed with a smack, her resounding scream was earshattering and lasted only three seconds before she smacked me across the back of the head, giving me that look she always get, basically saying, what the fuck.

"Brady, jerk!" She screeched, and I lay on my back, my head in her lap, as she messes with my bedhead. I reach up and grab her arm, and unwrap her fingers off the little object.

A locket, love engraved on the outside, the inside… empty. I can fix that. I look back up at her and she's frowning, shaking her head at me, that other look she gets, the disapproving one, she gives it to Jamie a lot.

"What's wrong?" I ask, she just stares at the floor, I follow her gaze, to the ground, a crumpled up little piece of paper. I pick it up between my fingers and unwrap it, it's a photo of her and Damian, I let out a growl, I hate him.

"Sorry," she whispers, I look up at her again, dropping the meaningless little photo when I see the tears. I kiss them away, one by one, "Don't be sad, I understand… you still love him.." Although honestly, it really is ripping me up on the inside, I don't want her to love anyone but me. But that's life, so I'll suck it up and be whatever she wants me to be. Just like Quil, the pedophile and his precious, oblivious five year old Claire. Creepy.

She takes me away from my thoughts, by shouting, "No! I don't love him! I-I, I love you" she ends in a whisper, my heart pounds in my chest. She loves me. I want to go scream it from the rooftops! She really does love me, I repeat it in my mind over and over. She continues,

"And I'm not sad, I just… I want your picture, in the locket, not his. That's why I ripped it out, because I hate him." She scowls at the floor, but then looks at me and giggles, I must be grinning from ear to ear, my face is stretched. "You love me." It almost sounds like an accusation, but I don't care, I want her to confirm it. "I really, really do." And she pecks me on cheek before bouncing off to the bathroom or whatever.

I fall back on the bed, just lying there, in all my happy glory. I am on top of the world.

~*~

Wow, if anyone could plan a pack bonfire in one day, it would be Emily, she's done an amazing job. It's seven, the fire is blazing, the pack and imprints are here, Jeanine and her parents and Seth's imprint Candace, who is also a new pack member, and her mother are here. Jeanine's parents seem to like me, they're nice and all, but they sort of look down on me, 'cause I'm middle class or something. I don't know…

I want to provide a better future for Jeanine and I, so I better start taking school more seriously… Because I want her to have everything, no matter what sacrifice I have to make. I didn't realize I had been staring at the fire for five minutes straight while thinking. I noticed Jeanine's parents staring at me, so I walked over to them and Jeanine, and brought them around, introducing everyone. They seemed uneasy, Jeanine told them they could go home if they were uncomfortable and I seconded that, it was awkward for me, seeing as they didn't exactly like me…

They left quickly and told her to come home whenever. Her face changed to a look of disgust as soon as they pulled out. "What's the matter?"

"Come home whenever!? They don't care about me! They think money and freedom and all that shit can just make up for their serious lack of parental skills. It fucking can't! All they ever do is tell me to do what I want and buy whatever. Why do you think Jamie is so damn horrible!? It's because his parents are never there for him! Why do you think I'm such a foul mouthed bitch!? It's because I never had my parents there to make me feel better!" She was panting, sucking in ragged breaths, poor girl…

I stepped forward, pulling her into my arms until she calmed down, we were standing on the edge of the parking lot, next to where her parents had parked. "Money, that's all they ever care about, if I could give up the money, just to have them care, I would." She continues, her voice soft and tired, I rub her back trying to soothe her. "Money destroys everything, I don't want that, I want to live in a small house, with happy kids, that don't have to hide their pain. And I don't want a fancy car, or a high paying, time consuming job. I want to be happy." She lets out a sigh, and slips out of my arms, grabbing my hand and we begin to walk back to the bonfire, just as Billy begins to tell the legends…

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Jeanine's POV

The legends are fascinating and knowing that they are true is amazing. Do all the legends of every tribe and nation hold truth as well? Like I said, fascinating.

Billy Black, such a kind man, his son, Jacob, who is an alpha wolf or something is nice and so is his girlfriend/imprint, Nessie.

And I met all the other wolves, two of them were girls, Leah and Candace. Leah Clearwater, the one who made all those marvelous paintings in Brady's house, I told her how much I loved them and she smiled. And then Candace, who is Leah's brother's imprint is super fun to hang with. We talked for a while, Brady and Seth hanging over our shoulders protectively.

It got pretty late, and Brady said if I wanted to, I could stay at his house again, his parents won't be home until Monday night. I accepted,

"So do you go to the La Push high school?" He asked me, I shook my head.

"No, I go to Forks High, my parents said it's more academically advanced and shit. Where do you go?"

"Same. I can't believe I haven't seen you before…. Anyway, My mom is having us go there, because my twin brother is a smartass. I'm just a B student." Wow, B's, I wish, I'm a C student. Average. My parents don't give a shit about that, they just tell me that they can buy my way into college. And they strongly disapprove of me wanting to be a professional photographer. 'Because it doesn't make money'

"Oh, so you want a ride to school tomorrow?" He just nodded, and grabbed my hand, "Do you want to ride with Jacob and Nessie to my house or walk? It's not far."

"Let's walk." Being with him is enough, and I don't mind walking. Running is the one I don't do. "So Jeanie, what do you want to do as a career?" He asked, sounding curious, like always. Curiosity killed the… wolf. I laughed aloud, probably sounding like a crazy person, but anyway… "Photographer.:" I stated simply, he smiled at me, "Can I see any pictures?" I nodded, handing him my phone, it had some good ones on it, he opened up the 'photography3' album as we walked and scrolled down the page, smiling the whole way.

"You are really good." I just blush, I never get compliments, but Brady seems to do it a lot. Which is nice, maybe I should get used to it. "So what about you?" I ask, wanting to get the attention off myself. "I'm not sure, being a wolf changes a lot for me… I can't go too far away from La Push, I mean I can, I just, I think I should stay, so yeah, and I can't play sports anymore."

"Why can't you play sports?"

"Because, I'm too strong and I could hurt someone…"

"Oh… did you play sports before?"

"Yeah, football… I was pretty good, but then I became a wolf and… they told me I couldn't play anymore…So my future of being a pro was gone." His face was sad, I could see how that would be frustrating.

I squeezed his hand, he just looked up at me and smiled. He leaned over and kissed me on the cheek. We continued walking home in comfortable silence.

~*~

I snuggled into his arms, inhaling his scent, he was already sleeping. Snoring loudly. Today has been interesting as well, just like all the days I spend with Brady. I smile to myself, my life sucked before. But it is well on its way to mending.

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