Heyy! Omg, I just realized something. The last chapter was super short. Like, SUPER LLAMA short. Super, duper, flying bunny, lemon eating penguin, wall smashing rhino, hamburger kissing- Okay, you get the point. But what I was trying to say is that I'm sorry that it was so short. I didn't even realize it until I got like, two reviews saying it was a bad place to end it so I went to go read it over and I was like, "WTF, it's so short!" So, obviously, I MUST make it up for you people, so this chapter is going to be really long, and I'm going to MAKE SURE it is very long. :) But thanks for reading that last chapter anyway! Well, nothing else to report. Oh, wait, I have today off so I'm hoping I'm going to be able to update all of my stories if I'm not too busy throwing up. I've been sick for a few days and I'm starting to get really tired of throwing up my guts. DX New computer IS AWESOMEE. No way to describe how awesome it is. I'm sorry if this long chapter is horribly crappy, I'm really sorry. I can barely think straight anymore because I've been throwing up so much lately I'm starting to get sick of it. Thank you guys, for everything you've ever done for me. Really, thank you. I love you all so much there are no words left on this planet to describe how much I love you all. Well, I'll stop rambling and let you all read the super long chapter now. XD Playlist For Chapter: Love Me - Yiruma (Wow, I think I'm obessed with his work. XDD)
Don't Cha - The Pussy Cat Dolls (It was on the radio. XDD Don't blame me.)
What Hurts The Most - Rascal Flats
I bit my lip, my heart pounding fast and pulsing heat through my veins. My thoughts began to jumble into a fog, making it hard to use my common sense. I swear my cheeks began to become open flames as I looked up into Jacob's eyes. Something was there, something in his eyes made me want to melt in place, to stay there and just fall into his arms. His brown eyes locked with mine, and his face wasn't as taunt as it had been before; it now seemed relaxed, as if he had someone found some way to calm down. Skin that looked like silk, and had a faint flush of color twitched around the corners of his full lips as he smiled, showing off white teeth.
I gulped, and managed to say, "Yes."
He grinned now, totally at ease. "No worries," he said. "I was going to come back anyway."
I shook my head, trying to think of something better to mumble. I remembered the weight hanging from my hips as I then swallowed my strange feelings and began to untie Jacob's sweater. "No, I followed you to give you this." I placed the sweater in his awaiting hands.
"Oh," he said, his black brows furrowing. "Thanks," he then said, his voice soft again. He seemed to be thinking of something else.
I smiled at him, a gental tug of my lips, before sighed, looking up into the sky, scanning the beautiful baby blue area, serene and peaceful as the breeze blew past us, almost urging us to move along and stop acting like fools. The sun shone brightly, golden beams streching down to the ground, laying across the brown ground like ribbons of yellow. I let my eyes follow the ribbons, and I then looked back at Jacob, who was grinning again. His smile was so infectious I had to smile and surpress a giggle.
Suddenly, I heard the mild crunch of a twig, and I whipped to my left, fear making me wonder what the hell it could have been. But, as my eyes scanned the foliage, I only saw a fawn, light brown in color, her eyes wide as she stared at us. She was tiny, not even up to my waist, and must have just been only a few months old. I slowly looked back at Jacob, as Jacob's grin fell into an expression of wonder and amusment.
"She's so small," I whispered.
Jacob smiled and nodded, silent.
Just then, the tiny deer bolted, her eyes even wider as she ran, her tiny legs wobbling. I looked back at Jacob again, who was squinting at the shadowing trees.
Jacob was at my side, trying to yank me along, mumbling swears under his breath. "C'mon, Meredith, c'mon, c'mon. Shit, just be very quiet. Mer, c'mon." He pronounced Mer like "Mare".
My legs were barely working, but he managed to start dragging me along like a rag doll, a comforting hand locked on both my arm and my shoulder. He kept dragging me along, looking back every second, his god-like, dark eyes filled with both fear and confusion. His feet were nearly silence compared to mine. We slowly stumbled our way through the trees for a few more minutes before Jacob sighed.
"We should be okay now," Jacob whispered. "Are you okay? Are you hurt? I'm so sorry!"
I shook my head, still stunned into a fearful but wonderful silence. What had Jacob seen? What was wrong? Was something after us? Worry filled my veins and made my blood run hot and pulse through my body. "That was . . . strange."
Jacob smiled. "It's gone now, don't worry." He raised a black brow at me before continuing. "Do you know your way back?"
"Yes." Again, I nodded slowly, my voice shaky.
"I've got to go . . . again. I'm sorry." His voice was soft and warm. "But, before I go . . . maybe . . . we could do something . . . like, not a date, but maybe just . . . hang out?"
I smiled, all thoughts forgetting about what Jacob had seen as my heart pounded nervously once more. My throat was closing in with emotion, so all I could do was nod violently. I felt stupid and useless and like some sort of love sick puppy. It was strangely blissful but oh so disturbing at the same time.
"This Saturday okay with you?" Jacob asked.
Again, I nodded with sheer happiness and shyness. I couldn't speak, and my cheeks were burning. I was never like this around any other hot guy, but Jacob just brought out the . . . little girl inside of me.
He squeezed my shoulder before he began to stroll away, and I watched him with strange fasination. Then I shook my head, told myself I was an idiot, and began to walk the other way, back toward the road, back toward the coffee shop, away from Jacob.
My gut squeezed, and I quickly threw up in the bucket again. I couldn't count how many times I had thrown up now, and I was starting to get really tired. I didn't want to worry my grandma or anyone like that, so I tried to be as quiet as I could. The television flickered in front of me as my stomach churned once more, sweat making my hands clammy and making me shake. The world felt as if it were spinning, and all I could see was white walls before I placed the bucket on to the ground and flopped on to my side, moaning as my stomach lurched once more. I felt like . . . well, I couldn't think of it any other way . . . but I felt like shit.
Vaguely, I began to think of what would be happening if my mom and dad were actually here. My mom would be beside me, comforting me as I puked my lungs out into the bucket violently, well I believed my dad would be in the kitchen, attempting to make soup for me. I had to blink away the salty tears as I began to think more and more about it.
Growing up without parents was one of the hardest things that I had gone through. People were constantly sympathic toward me, when I was fine, and I had my grandmother and that was all I needed and I wasn't about to feel sorry for myself and be all sad and junk. I wasn't the kind of person to sit around and feel sorry for myself, or so I've been told, and I was always busy helping my grandma do something around the house.
I sighed. I never really thought about it, but living with my grandma was probably one of the best things that had ever happened to me. She cared for me, loved me, did everything that my parents couldn't. Of course, it still pained me to think of my parents, but I never really knew them. They had died in a blazing, midnight house fire when I was a tiny baby, and instead of going to my god mother's, I stayed with my lovely, loving grandma, who was part of the small percentage of my biological family that was actually left. My family was very important to me, and that was on of the many things that was important to my grandma as well.
But in the same breath, I wished that my parents were still here, beside me and with me as I was growing up.
My grandma slowly entered the room, her snow white hair shimmering in the low, evening light, leaving me no more time to think about anything like that. "Honey, are you okay?" She bent beside me, her cold hand on my forehead. I shivering under her cool, long fingers as she pulled back. "Oh, Merry, are you okay?"
I slowly shook my head. "I've been sick for two days," I croaked. "I don't feel good anymore."
She smiled at me. "Anything I can get you?"
"Don't stress yourself. Go ahead and do something." It was barely a mumble.
"Honey, I'm going to keep worring about you even if you send me away," Grandma said, shaking her head like a motherly chicken. "If you are going to send me away, again, just let me worry about you."
I tried not to sigh. I wasn't sending her away; I just didn't want her to worry more then she already was. But I felt too crappy to oblidge; I only nodded and tried to wave her playfully away. She bent down, kissed my forehead softly, like the wings of a butterfly, before she waddled off to do something in the kitchen.
I grumbled something under my breath, and I slowly closed my eyes. Hmmmmm. The darkness was nice, and I just wanted to drift away.
Suddenly, the doorbell rang, shrilly and loudly. I swore at it under my breath, and I heard my grandmother say, "I wonder who would be here at this time on a Saturday?"
Wait. Saturday? Saturday?
I had been so sick I hadn't even payed attention to the date or the time or anything that wasn't trying to deal with not puking my guts up.
I had completely forgotten about hanging out with Jacob.
Okay, first of all, HOLY SHIT! I completely forgot to mention in the previous chapters that Mer's parents were dead and she was living with her grandmother and OMG I'm sorry!
So, as you can imagine, it was really hard to try and squish it somewhere in this chapter! But, I hope I did it well! I'm sorry if I didn't!
Secondly, I'm not sure if this is actually a super long chapter, so sorry for the misnomer before-hand, and if I were feeling better then I am right now, I would go back and type up another 2,000 and some words. Yes, I'm sick, so I decided to make Meredith sick too. I'm horrible, I know.
Also, I'm sorry if this chapter is crappy. Really, I'm so SORRY!
I love you all so so much and thank you so much for everything you've ever done for me! Really, thank you!
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