Jake's POV
A white house with a motherfucking white picket fence and a red door, surrounded by the goddamn forest. It was like a fucking fairytale. I was worried that at any second seven little midget dwarfs would come whistling out of the break in the trees. I was going to fucking kill Sam. He always wanted me to settle down just like Charlie did. I guess if I wasn't going to do it in real life he was going to make me do it for fake.
After Isabella, sorry, Bella, bitched at me for bitching about the place, she told me to get her shit in the house. I did, but not before I carried her into our new home. Shit. In one day I had gone from being a terminal bachelor to getting engaged and married and now I was carrying my wife over the threshold. Too bad I was never gonna get laid. I sure as hell got the short end of the stick.
I set her down in the foyer and I told her to stay put while I grabbed my luggage and her endless bags of clothes. I should have known she wouldn't listen. I hadn't had a chance to scope the place out and she was already wandering around. I stifled my panic. I knew I was over reacting, but I couldn't help it. If should would just listen to me we wouldn't be having so many fucking problems.
I checked out the living room, then the dining room – nothing. I was about to fucking lose my mind, I didn't even have time to enjoy looking at the inside of the house for the first time cause I thought my heart was going to jump out of my chest.
I made my way into the kitchen and there she was with a glass of milk in her hands. I was so relieved and so utterly pissed off that she freaked me out, that I snapped.
"I thought I fucking told you not to move." I shouted at her. She whipped her head in my direction with her eyes wide and dropped the glass in her hand. It fell to the floor. Glass and milk went flying everywhere. She stuttered that she would clean it up and burst into tears.
I must have missed something; either that or she was too stressed. It made my heart contract seeing her lose it like that. She's been so good during the day that I was shocked.
I flew over to her and wrapped her in my arms.
"Shh, it's okay baby. There's no use crying over spilt milk." She laughed which eased the confusing ache I was feeling. She slid her hands around my waist and sighed as she leaned her head into my chest. I rested mine on hers just loving the way she felt in my arms. I hated that this felt so good…and I hated that I had to take a piss like a motherfucker.
I let her go running into the bathroom to relieve myself when I heard her shouting and banging on the door. Fuck! Was she PMSing? Leave it to a woman to want to go to the bathroom when you need to go.
I opened the door and walked passed her not having the energy to get into yet another fight with her. Shit we might as well be fucking married for all the shit I had to go through.
Just as I reached the front door to make sure that it was locked and to move the bags into the rooms I heard a loud ass scream. I hurried over to the bathroom.
I swung the door open and I was thanking God that I had already used the bathroom cause I might have pissed myself.
She was in an awkward ass position. Her ass was in the toilet bowl. I tiried really hard not to laugh but it didn't work.
I picked her up and she screamed at me for leaving the toilet seat up. Wasn't my fault that she couldn't look before sitting down. She wrapped a towel around herself and I was shocked that I hadn't felt completely weirded out by her…exposure. She walked toward me and smacked me and I just continued to laugh. I'd hate to admit it but the girl was fucking beautiful, especially when she was angry at me.
My phone rang then and I picked it up, still looking into her gorgeous, angry face.
"Agent Black."
"What the fuck is it that every fucking time I've called you over the past three fucking days you're either fucking laughing or talking about how you want to kill yourself? Is Isabella there?"
"Oh, hi sir." I said ignoring his first question. "Yeah, she's here."
"Well then go to another fucking room. I need to talk to you in private." I stopped laughing immediately. Something was seriously wrong.
"Okay." I said as I started walking out of the bathroom. I heard the door close behind me.
I walked into the living room looking out of the curtains checking the surroundings. It was a nervous habit I had and the tone in Sam's voice wasn't helping.
"Alright, I'm alone. What's going on?"
"Kim…" he started, but his voice broke. Shit. His sister could not be…no I wouldn't even fucking think it. She was too young, too beautiful, too talent to…
"Is she…?"
"No, no. She's alive…but only because he wanted her that way. He could have…"
"Fuck! Sam, what the hell happened? What is going on over there?"
"He's fucking with my mind and my family Jacob! That's what he's fucking doing. He has the upper hand. He's the puppet master. I…I can't fucking get a lead on this Edward son of a bitch. If Isabella can't remember where she was driving from, there's no way for me to find him. Can't you just fucking push her to talk?"
"Sam! I'm not going to make her re-live that shit."
"He's after my wife and my daughter and he got to Kimie! He fucking carved an address on her back Jacob! He sliced up my baby sisters back! It was Angela's address. She's dead. Gone the same way all the others were. She was a nice girl Jacob."
"Wait, hold on. Who the fuck is Angela?"
"She's Isabella's best friend and roommate Jake." Shit, shit, shit, shit, shit, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck! Bella was going to fucking lose her mind.
"You need to tell her Jacob. She deserves to know."
"I'm not fucking telling her!" I snapped at him. "That's an order Jake." I was quiet for a second. This would ruin Bella.
"Fuck you Sam." I said before I hung up on him.
My heart was racing, my head was pounding and I had to put on a mask before Bella realized that I was hiding something from her, that Angela was dead.
Not long after I hung up I heard her soft footsteps behind me. I didn't turn around. She asked me who it was and it was when I heard her concerned voice that made my guilty conscience turn and look up at her.
She was too young to have to deal with this on top of everything else. I tried to hide it, but she saw. She asked me what happened and I lost it. I was about to lose my composure in front of her. I needed to leave the room.
"Nothing happened. I'm going to make us something to eat."
She yelled at me and I yelled back unable to help myself. I was trying to protect her and she just wouldn't let it go. Why couldn't she just drop it?
There was a knock on the door and Bella went to go answer it. I waited until I saw some shmuck looking college frat boy who was clearly part Quileute introduce himself to her. I walked into the kitchen ignoring that shit. I needed an excuse to get away and I got it. I opened the fridge and pulled out everything I needed for homemade fettuccini alfredo with chicken. I put everything on the counter, but I thought about what Sam said again. I couldn't tell her. I leaned up against the fridge just as Bella walked in.
"Who the fuck was that?"
"Our neighbor. He invited us to a party and I'd agreed we'd go."
She what?
"We're not going to a party Bella. Are you goddamn insane?" I said unfolding my arms and walking over to her.
She yelled at me to quit bitching and made herself a sandwich and stormed out. A minute later I heard the TV come on and I relaxed. Things were going to be okay if she was doing things as normal as eating a sandwich and watching TV.
I pulled out a glass, filling it with ice from the icemaker and filled it with pop. I wrapped a paper towel around it and walked into the living room. I bent over the back of the couch and handed her the glass.
She looked at me, stunned, and reluctantly took it.
"This isn't filled with poison is it?"
I rolled my eyes and ruffled her hair walking out of the room. I took all of the bags into the long hallway. I didn't know what rooms we were going to choose so I just left them there. I peeked into the only room on the first floor and spotted a quilt folded on the edge of the bed. I took it and went back into the living room.
Bella was lying on the couch flipping through the channels. I opened up the quilt and laid it on top of her. She looked at me like I had lost my mind.
I bent down so that my face was just a breath away from hers. She didn't even flinch and I took that as a good sign that she was starting to feel comfortable, even if she loathed me.
"Even dickhead cops can be nice sometimes." I whispered. She reached out and grabbed my chin and I felt that shock again from her. She smiled and moved my head to the side and placed a soft kiss on my cheek. She lingered there for just a moment longer than I expected and then moved my face back to meet hers.
"Thank you officer." She whispered back sending chills down my spine. I was almost completely overwhelmed with the urge to push her back on the couch and bring myself on top of her and claim her mouth with mine. I groaned out loud and kissed her forehead quickly before leaving her alone to watch the fucking TV.
I ended up putting all the food away since Bella already ate and then decided to take a tour. Bella heard me walk up the stairs and turned off the TV and told me to wait for her. I did and she followed me up.
The whole upstairs was amazing. What we would need with four bedrooms, I couldn't tell you but it was nice having all of this. I told Bella to pick a room. She chose the one furthest from the stairs. I thought it was kind of small but she refused and said that the one she picked was just fine. I chose the one right next to the stairs. I wanted to be able to be her first line of defense should anything happen. I put our stuff in our rooms and I asked her if she needed any help. She declined my offer and I let her be.
Truth be told, I didn't want her to read me. I had to try not to think about Angela.
At about eleven at night she knocked on my door. I told her to come in, but she stayed in the doorway.
"Are you okay?" I asked turning off the TV.
"Yeah, I'm fine. I just wanted to say…goodnight." I smiled at her and motioned for her to come in. she did and once she stepped in from behind the door I saw she was wearing the stain royal blue Victoria's Secret shorts and a long NYPD PD t-shirt. She looked…perfect.
She sat on the edge of my bed and looked around the room. I know there was something she wanted to say, but she wouldn't spit it out.
"You know, my bark is worse than my bite. You can come closer to me. You know I'm not going to fucking hurt you." She nodded but didn't move.
She was quiet for a long time and I let her. After a moment she turned to look at me.
"I'm not a weak person, Jacob. Edward…I'm not going to let him fuck up the rest of my life. I just…I guess I just want to thank you for not babying me. I'm not that girl. I don't want to cry or be afraid to be around a guy. I don't want to jump whenever I hear a loud noise…or even when I hear you un-zip your jacket. I'm Charlie's daughter. I won't let this beat me." I shifted a little with my back against the headboard.
"I know, Bella. I promise I'll help you through it. We're all we've got now, you know. I may not be all sensitive and shit, but I want you to know that you can tell me about it. I'm not going to sit here and pretend that I'm not going to get angry, but I will listen."
She let my words sink in and then looked up at me.
"I really want to hug you right now." She said her voice cracking and tears spilling over.
"But when you touch me, I don't think about the cop who will take care of me, I think of that bastard. I don't want to be alone. I want to be held, but you can't."
My heart was aching for her. My breathing came heavy and my eyes burned.
"But I'm going to do it anyway."
"No, Bella. Don't."
"Why?" she asked whipping her eye with the edge of the shirt revealing her stomach.
"Cause it will hurt you. I promised you I will never hurt you."
"Please." She begged with the tears still streaming down her face.
I couldn't take it. I would never her deny her of anything she asked. I was lost to her. I pulled back the covers and shifted over to her.
I sat down next to her and she leaned her head on my shoulder as I put my arm around her. She cried harder, but wrapped her arm around my waist. I got up and picked her up and brought her on the bed, cradling her in my arms. She buried her face in my chest and started telling me things…horrible things Edward had done to her. She shook violently in my arms and I stayed quiet, listening, and hurting with her. I kissed the top of her head and rocked her until she cried herself to sleep.
I stood up, her still in my arms, and took her to her room, the sheets were already back and so all I had to do was lay her down. She let me go this time and I pulled the covers up over her. She smiled in her sleep and I knew that she would be ok.
I kissed her hair before I clicked off the light on her nightstand and closed her door.
She didn't scream once the entire night.
The next day I got up before her and made her scrambled eggs, French toast and bacon. She came down the stairs looking like the goddess of sleep just as I was setting the table. She yawned and smiled and sat down digging in immediately. I still finished before her. We ate in silence and once she was done she started picking up the plates. I took them from her.
"I got these. Go upstairs and get ready. I'm taking you costume shopping." Her eyes lit up.
"Really?"
"Yeah, and what do you think about camping? There are some really cool trails around here I used to go on when I was a kid. I thought maybe I could take you."
Her smiled went from ear to ear as she clapped her hands together.
"Yes! I would love to!"
"Ok, then we're going shopping for some camping equipment while we're at it."
She went up the stairs as fast as the pain would allow her and she was ready within twenty minutes.
I helped her back in the car and she thanked me.
I took her to the camping store first; Newton's Sports Center. We weren't there for more than fifteen minutes before we heard a man calling out for Bella.
"We both turned and saw this blonde Ivy League mother fucker bouncing toward us like a fucking puppy.
"Bella! Oh my god, what are you doing here?" She turned bright red at looked up at me before turning back to the ass hole. It was mother fucking Mike Newton. This was the ass hole who had me suspended for slashing a teacher's car when he was the one who did it.
"Mike, um, what are you doing here?" Bella asked him uncomfortably.
I looked at the pair of them until it dawned on me.
"THIS IS MIKE!??" I yelled so loud the couple next to us turned.
He turned to look at me and recognition lit his face.
"Jacob, wow, you uh…got big."
I growled at him and Bella looked between the two of us.
"You guys know each other?"
"Yeah, I know this son of a bitch from high school. You actually dated this douche?"
"Hey, what the fuck is your problem, Black?!"
I got right in his face.
"You know what my fucking problem is Newton, back the fuck up before I kick your ass like I did senior year."
"Guys!" Snapped Bella. "Stop it."
"Mike, Jake is my…"
"Husband," I cut in. Her mouth fell open and his eyes bulged out of his head. He immediately turned to Bella who hadn't quite recovered.
"Is this true? You fucking left me for this ass hole?" I was about to snap at him before she beat me to it.
"Hey watch your fucking mouth. That's my husband you're talking about." She turned to look at me and put on a bright ass fake smile and asked, "Baby, can you go pay for the tent and the other stuff so that we can leave. I have a few things to discuss with my ex." I was about to argue but she lifted her left hand and caressed my cheek effectively exposing the huge rock on her finger. I smiled and took her hand kissing her right above the ring.
"Don't be too long, Bells." I winked at her and she giggled. We were really putting on a show.
I took all of our shit and went to pay, keeping my eyes on her the whole time. I saw her arms in the air, she was clearly exasperated. I had a mind to go over to her and make her leave but she could handle the pussy Mike. I wonder what she ever saw in that pushover. She walked over to me scowling. Oh shit I was in for it now. She stopped in front of me.
"Can we go?" I took the bags and tent and walked over to the car, putting everything in the back. We got in the car and were on our way to the costume shop.
"What happened?"
"I can't believe you told him we were married! Why would you do that?"
"What? Why do you care? What does it matter?"
She crossed her arms.
"Don't fucking tell me you still have feelings for that mother fucker."
She glared at me.
"Oh my God you do!" I was fucking livid. I didn't speak to her for the rest of the ride. Neither did she.
We got to the store and I slammed the door. I heard her scream. When I got to her side she was already trying to get out on her own.
I reached out to her and she smacked my hand away. "I don't need your fucking help."
I let her be and walked beside her into the store.
As soon as we walked in I heard a very familiar Hispanic voice ring out.
"Welcome to Howl at The Moon, if you need any help just let us kno- OH HELL NO! Jake is that you!?" and before I knew it I had a very beautiful woman jump in my arms. I caught her before I even knew who she was. I felt lips all over my face and I gently set her down taking a step back.
I couldn't fucking believe my eyes, it was Gabriela, the Mexican beauty I dated back all through high school.
"Gabbi! Holy shit, I can't believe that's you!"
"I can't believe that this is you! It's been a hella long time!"
I hugged her and laughed. She was even prettier than I remembered.
Bella cleared her throat bringing the attention back to her.
"Oh, Gabbi, this is Bella."
"Hi Bella!" Said Gabbi cheerfully extending her hand out to her. Bella looked at it and ignored it.
"Babe, I'm going to check out the costumes on the wall over there." She said pointing to the back of the store.
I rolled my eyes and turned my attention back to Gabbi.
"How have you been? It's been forever!"
"I've been here in Forks." She said touching my arm. "Who's she?" she asked tilting her head to Bella.
"She's…" I don't know what I was going to say. But I did the right thing.
"She's my wife." I said with a smile. I really didn't feel like fucking smiling right now.
Bella walked back putting her arm around my waist and her left hand on my chest showing off her bling to Gabbi. I suppressed the urge to groan in frustration. Bella was cock blocking me to the extreme.
"Oh, oh wow. You're such a lucky girl." She said clearly disappointed with the news.
"I'm sorry, for um…jumping your husband." Bella rolled her eyes and ignored her.
"Come on babe, I saw the perfect costume for you." She took my hand and dragged me away from her. I turned my attention back to Bella and she shoved a doctor costume and a nurse costume in my hands and ordered me to go pay so we could leave.
"Will I be able to give you a physical?" I whispered into her ear. She pushed me and stormed out of the store. Ugh!
I paid quickly apologizing to Gabbi for leaving so suddenly and chased after Bella.
"What the fuck was that about?"
"Pay back's a bitch." She said and refused to talk to me the whole way home. She raced out of the car and into the house. I ran in after her slamming the door.
"We're going to talk about this shit right now!"
"I don't want to talk to you!"
I grabbed her arm as she walked away and she winced.
"I'm sorry." I said and I let her go. "I didn't mean to-"
"Don't bother!"
She was walking up the stairs when I shouted, "You deserve way better than Mike Newton, Bella!"
She whirled on me and came back down the stairs and in my face.
"Don't pretend like you care about me!"
"You think I don't care about you!?"
"I know you don't! You're always so mean and rude and-"
"I have not done one goddamn thing to you today. I was being nice to you!"
"You told Mike we were married."
"Bella we ARE fucking married! Don't you get it? This is our life now. You're my fucking wife!"
"You don't even like me!"
I was fuming. My hands were balled into fists and I was breathing heavy. She has lost her mind.
I took one step closer to her.
"If I didn't like you, would I do this?" I said my voice barely a whisper now. I put my hand around her neck and lowered my lips on to hers. She tensed and then relaxed. But then pushed me away.
I can't tell you how much that hurt, and I can't tell you how shocked I was to feel hurt.
"Don't kiss me!" she yelled at the top of her lungs. "Those lips have kissed Gabbi!" I rolled my eyes. Was she really jealous?
I closed the space between us giving her time to back away if she wanted to.
"Do you really mean that?"I said pushing a strand of hair behind her ear. She looked up her eyes wide and licked her lips. I chuckled softly. "Yeah, I didn't think so." I lowered my mouth to hers but before I touched her I said, "You can tell me to stop at anytime and I will." I stood there frozen just a breath away from her. She didn't move and she didn't speak. I took her left hand and kissed her ring, keeping eye contact with her the whole time. I took her other hand and did the same thing and then put both around my neck.
"You still have time to stop me." I whispered.
Nothing.
I wrapped my arms around her waist and pulled her into me.
Not a word.
I lowered my head a second time stopping at her mouth.
Silence.
"Your times up." I breathed as I kissed her mouth gently. She didn't move at first and I was about to stop when it was as if someone turned a switch on in her. She dug her hands in my hair and pressed her body against mine. She moved our mouths in sync and let out a soft moan. I nearly came undone. Thoughts of her naked in my bed, rolling around in the sheets, her back arching as I pleasured her to her climax played in my mind. Stop it Jake. Quit being a perv! It was so hard to keep my mind of images of a naked Bella when she kept moaning like that and kissing me like this.
I licked her bottom lip lightly unable to control myself. She opened her mouth as I slid my tongue in. I was trying to be gentle with her but she was ravaging my mouth. Our tongues moved together and my dick got as hard as a rock. I reached down and picked her up in one swift movement. She wrapped her legs around my waist and held me closer to her.
I trailed kissed down her jaw and down her neck as she grabbed fists full of my hair and leaned her head back. She smelled and tasted so good, I wasn't sure if I would ever be able to pull my lips from her skin.
She put her hands on my face and pulled my face back up kissing me passionately. I felt those sparks from before intensify. My chest swelled and an unfamiliar emotion swept through me. It cleared my mind for just long enough for me to realize that we shouldn't be doing this. It was way too fucking soon. She was way too emotionally sensitive. This would be like fucking taking advantage of her.
I lowered her gently back to her feet and let my hands wander the side of her body until they reached her neck and I cupped her face. She smiled against my lips and kissed me harder. I have never been kissed like that, and I've been with plenty of women. I felt like I was back in the eighth grade and kissing a girl for the first time. I felt like I didn't know what the fuck I was doing.
I ran my fingers through her hair and she yelled, "Stop!" and I froze before I took three steps backwards. We were both breathing hard and she looked like she was about to cry.
We both said, "I'm sorry." At the same time.
"Why are you sorry, Bells?" I asked a little breathless as I took a step forward. She held up her hand for me to stop.
"He…he…"
"You don't have to tell me baby. It's ok, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have done that. I'm so sorry." I said wishing I could hold her.
"Let me finish, Jacob, please?"
I nodded my head. She took a moment.
"He used to run his fingers through my hair at some sick attempt to be romantic before he used to pull it back and bit down on my neck. I'm sorry, Jake. It's so fucked up to be thinking about him when I'm with you. I'm so sorry." She broke down and cried. I walked over to her slowly and pulled her into a hug. She put her arms around my waist. I rested my head on hers and swayed us in place.
"No one will ever want me. I'm so fucked up and damaged."
I chuckled.
"I want you." I whispered. "But I guess I already have you."
She looked up tears still in her eyes, confused.
"I put a ring on your finger." She scoffed.
"You mean the department put a ring on my finger."
"Wrong, babe. I bought that shit. So, even if it's only for a little while, you're mine, and I'm yours. I'll take you as you are. You got that?"
She put her head on my chest and nodded her head.
"Good. Now, I've got some serious blue balls to take care of. We need to go take a nap or something."
She chuckled and I'm glad I got her to laugh. I pulled back and held her hand and walked her up the stairs. I walked her into her room and kissed her forehead before letting her go take a nap.
I stood outside her room starring at the closed door. This girl was doing some serious damage to my emotional state.
I walked into my room and took out the KY and got to work. Somehow this didn't even seem like it would satisfy my needs. Why oh why did I have a sneaking suspicion that only Bella would be able to truly make me happy…it more ways than just one.
A/N: Hey everyone, sorry for the delay...again...the craziness just continues. This chapter was written by Ziomy and it was written with my girl LovesEmTallDarkAndHandsome on the mind.
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