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I ran through the woods to Jake's house as fast as my short legs would take me. I came to a halt as I saw him out in the front yard, playing in the dirt.
"Jake, there you are!" I cried, plopping down beside him and giving him a bone-crushing hug. He hugged me back, already knowing the routine that had quickly developed after mommy's funeral three weeks ago.
"What happened, Renity?" He asked me as I let him go.
"I missed you, and when I was sleeping, I had a bad dream that you left me all alone!" I buried my face in his shoulder. He put his arms around me and rocked us back and forth.
"I'll never leave you, it was just a dream. It's ok, wanna go for a walk in the woods to our tree?" I nodded and took my face out of his shoulder, standing up and following him into the woods behind his house. We walked all the way to our tree, which was near a meadow, in silence. He held my hand tightly and I held his. We didn't find it romantic at all; it was just a show of closeness that we expressed subconsciously.
The tree was tall, but not tall enough for us not to climb it. There were plenty of foot and hand holds that we could use to hoist ourselves up on the first branch, which was a few feet above our heads. I hoisted myself on that branch now, and Jacob stayed on the ground, staring up at me. The tree was always in sunlight on sunny days like today, so we were illuminated by the sun's warm rays.
"Do you promise you won't leave me?" I asked him with a serious face. He held out his hand and extended his pinky finger out to me.
"I pinky promise that I will never leave you." We locked pinkies and brought them up and down, still linked. We reluctantly let go, but I grabbed and held his hand. He didn't say anything, just looked at it, then at me, then away into the woods.
"Serenity, am I yours?" I looked at him with a bewildered expression.
"Mine how? What do you mean?" I asked.
"I heard Becca and Rachel talking about us, and they said that I acted like you were mine, and I was yours. Am I yours?" he explained, looking up at me this time. I thought about it. Then a thought struck me.
"Do you think they meant… like boyfriend and girlfriend?" I asked, wrinkling up my nose. Jacob wrinkled his nose, too.
"Ewww!" we said simultaneously. Then we laughed it off.
"I don't know, Jake. I guess you are mine. And I'm yours. But we'll never forget each other, right? Even if we move away, and stuff?" I looked at him hopefully.
Jacob nodded and said, "Never. So, if you're mine…" he trailed off, unsure how to carry on.
"Then you're mine; mine forever. I'll never, ever, ever let you go, Jacob." I squeezed his hand to seal the words. He squeezed back, and smiled at me. I liked his smile; it always made me happy.
"I'll never let you go, either. Hey, I have an idea: let's write our names into our tree!" Jacob grinned at me, and I hopped off the tree.
"Yeah! Wait, I don't have anything sharp enough, though."
Jake pulled out a pocket knife out of his pocket. He flipped it open and started to carve my initials. "I do."
When he was finished, he handed me the knife to carve his initials. As I did, he said, "We can carve a big heart around it when we're older, and you're my girlfriend."
I stopped carving and looked at him curiously. His face was turning red with embarrassment at what he'd just said. "I'm gonna be your girlfriend?"
"Well, if you want to, yeah," he mumbled, looking down. I smiled at him, even though he couldn't see it, and finished carving his last initial.
"Okay then, when we're older, I'll be your girlfriend. Only yours, though. And you'll only be my boyfriend," I told him, smoothing out the carvings we made. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw him grin and nod his head.
"Okay!" He stepped forward and took the knife. In between our initials, he put a small plus sign. Then, underneath our initials, he put the word 'forever'. I felt my heart speed up a little and my body warm up a few degrees. On the tree, the carvings looked like this:
SDW + JB
FOREVER
"You're mine, Jacob, and I'm never letting you go."
I sat up in bed, looking around the room for something to smash the horrible device that was making the loud blaring noise. Finding nothing, I just slammed my fist into my alarm clock, effectively shutting it up. I got up, seeing that the time was about 12 o'clock, and changed into a pair of sweats and one of Austin's sweaters that I stole from him a few years ago. Slipping my feet into flip-flops, I got out of the house, walking in the direction of the beach.
While I walked, I thought about my dream. It was actually a memory, from a couple years ago. Jacob and I were eight year olds then, both of us in the third grade. My mom had died two months before that, and we'd had her funeral the month before the memory. Jacob and I were even more inseparable than ever in those cold and hard months. He'd healed me, made me feel complete and safe.
It was such a coincidence that I had to have that dream last night.
Without even realizing it, I'd made it to the beach already. I slipped off my flip-flops to walk in the sand, before putting them back on again to walk on the sharp pebbles. Making my way over to a big boulder, I sat on it, bringing my knees up to my chest and wrapping my arms around them, hugging them to me. I missed those days; those days where I could just hold his hand without thinking he might get the wrong impression, or without worrying that he might push me away.
But I knew some things for sure: He was mine, I was his, and he promised he wasn't going to leave me. And that only he was going to be my boyfriend, and vice versa.
He was mine first, Swan, I thought to Bella. Back OFF.
I was silent for a while, the occasional sigh slipping from my lips. "You're mine, Jacob," I said softly out loud, "And I'm never letting you go."
"What?"
I whipped my head around to see Jacob standing behind me. I had been so caught up in my thoughts that I hadn't heard him approach. I am so stupid!
"Nothing," I said curtly. He raised an eyebrow, looking at me questioningly. I smiled mysteriously, and looked away.
"Um, okay… well, what did you want to show me? You said you wanted to meet me here to show me something."
"Right, well, follow me." And with that said, I got off the rock and started to walk towards a more secret location that I hadn't visited in almost three years. It was like a secret cove of sorts, many large boulders and pools of water that were everywhere. I walked towards the edge of the water, where the sand met the water and got soaked. The tide was low, and sea foam stuck to the sand and the rocks that were touched by it.
I took off my flip-flops and turned to Jacob, who was looking at me with a confused expression. "Meet me over there by that pool," I pointed to my left where there was a large pool of water that I could easily show him my tail in, if I sat on one of the boulders. He nodded and walked over to it, his long strides getting him there faster.
I turned to the water and took a deep breath to calm my nerves. I took a few steps back, well aware that Jacob was watching me, and ran into the water. I ran until I was waist deep—which was in eight seconds—and then dived in, head first. I felt the familiar cold tingle go down my spine, telling me that my legs were transforming into my tail.
I broke out of the water, my sweater and sweats replaced by my halter-top bikini piece and my silver tail. I went back underneath the water and swam to the pool that Jacob was waiting at. I eased my body through the boulders, careful to keep my body from the neck down under the water. Jacob was looking at me, still confused.
I sighed. "Are you ready?" I asked. He nodded and leaned closer. I took another steadying breath and hoisted myself onto a boulder, my tail and torso in full view. I heard him gasp and saw him rub his eyes as if he couldn't believe what he was seeing. "You can touch it, you know. If you don't believe it's real, you can touch it," I repeated it, watching for his reaction. He slid into the water carefully and hesitantly reached his hand out. It only went half way and I closed my own hand around his and guided it the rest of the way there. I felt a tingling sensation where his hand was slowly exploring my tail, first where my knees would be, then a little lower.
I stopped him though, when his hand went a little too high on my lap for my liking. "Hey, whoa, whoa, there, dude. That's, uh, kinda private territory, if you get what I mean, you know?" Understanding and embarrassment dawned on his face as he realized what I meant and where his hand had been going.
"Oh, yeah, right, sorry! I didn't know…" I laughed at his face, and he laughed too. "So you think it's funny?" I nodded through my laughter. Then he pounced on me, knocking us both on the sand above the pool. He was on top of me, and I beneath him. We were both laughing until we realized how we looked in the position we were in. Jacob rolled off of me, and I splashed back into the water.
"So, so you have any other powers besides the tail?" he asked me, curiosity raging in his voice.
"Yeah, I can control water—meaning the ocean, lakes, ponds, any big body of water really, and just water in general—I can control heat, like fire, lava, steam, the works. And ice, too." I counted them off on my fingers. "If I wanted to, I could freeze the ocean, right here, right now. But I won't because there are living animals in there and freezing the ocean means freezing them to death. I can mold ice, too, make it into any shape that I want."
Jacob gave a low whistle. "Wow, that's pretty powerful."
I nodded. "I also have a siren voice. A siren voice is when mermaids sing in a voice so sweet and beautiful, that men—usually fishermen—would be hopelessly attracted to it. Mermaids would lure them out with their siren voice and drown them out of spite. I have a siren voice, but I don't use it. However, if I get caught swimming in my mermaid form on the full moon, I get high on its moonlight. I'd have no control over myself, and I would be luring men from all over; men and teenagers both. There would be no end until the moon goes down—which doesn't happen till, like, seven or eight in the morning."
"Wow, that's… horrible." Jacob was staring into space, probably imagining what it was like. I turned my face away to make a rueful expression. I had already witnessed it firsthand, when I wasn't in control of myself.
"I've also been practicing how to control the change. I can hold it off, as long as I have a motivation, or a drive, to keep me concentrated. That one night that I was waiting for you in the rain was the longest I've ever held it off. Two hours straight in record time," I told him proudly. That memory no longer had as much pain to me anymore. It was more of an… annoyance.
"Are you supposed to hold the change off like that?" Jacob asked me, concern creeping into his voice.
I hesitated before answering, "Not exactly…. No, wait, hear me out." I made a sound of disagreement as I saw his face turn into full blown concern. "I keep it in to be able to hang out with you guys. You know how we always hang out here, or how it's always raining, and stuff? That's why. And also to keep people from seeing me, and ending up on a lab table half way across the country."
His face turned from concern, to horror. Wow his expressions change fast.
"Hey, will you come with me somewhere? I've been wanting to see it for a while now—well, this morning, really—but I want you to come with me. So will you?" I looked up at him with my puppy dog eyes. At first, he seemed unmoved, but when I fluttered my eyelashes, he finally relented.
"Okay, okay, we'll go. But I need to change first," he added, gesturing to his thoroughly soaked shorts. He was shirtless, but he had his ever present cut off shorts on.
I waved it off. "No need; just let me dry off first." And so saying, I pulled myself out onto the dry sand and fisted a hand over my tail. Immediately, steam rose off my tail and blew away in the wind. About twenty seconds of this later, and I had my legs back. Jacob handed me my flip-flops wordlessly, just staring at my legs as if my tail would suddenly reappear. Then, I fisted a hand and pointed it towards his shorts. There was less steam, but the job was done quicker than when I had dried my tail.
Jacob patted his shorts looking for water, and, finding none, looked at me and grinned. I grinned back and took his hand to take him to our next destination. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw him glance at our hands, surprised, then make a small smile and match me step for step. We finally got out of the cove and into the woods where I kept walking, not stopping or faltering for a second.
Walking down the old familiar path was like second nature, like breathing. Knowing where to go here was instinctual. The closer we got, the more I felt that Jacob recognized the path, too. He kept looking around and sighing contentedly. I smiled to myself and continued walking. Soon enough, it came into view.
There it stood in its tall alabaster bark beauty. The tree was higher that I remembered it; it had grown over the years. I sighed loudly and contentedly, and pulled Jacob over to it. I hoisted myself onto the first branch, just like I had nine years ago when I was eight. And just like he had nine years ago, Jacob stayed on the ground and stared up at me. I smiled sweetly down at him and leaned into the tree so I could just stare into his chocolate brown eyes. Without realizing it, he leaned up too, our faces mere inches apart. I wanted so badly to close the space between us, but I knew that would make him uncomfortable. I didn't want to ruin the one chance I might have of reconnecting with my best friend, whom I am probably in love with.
"You're mine, Jacob. And I'm never letting go," I whispered so softly that I almost couldn't hear myself. But I did, and so did Jacob. He smiled up at me, so innocently and adoringly, that it was almost like our fantasy from when we were kids had come true. At the same time, we both brought our hands to the carving we made nine years ago. He traced my initials and I traced his.
I looked back at him and saw that he was already looking back at me. I smiled sheepishly. We both started leaning in, our faces coming nearer—
A howl broke through the quite of the forest and our heads snapped up and away from each other. Jacob swore under his breath, and I swore vehemently in my head. Curse you, Sam!
"I gotta go, Renity. I'll see you later, don't worry!" the words came out rushed as Jacob backed away, and then turned around to find cover and phase. I ran after him, taking off my clothes as I went, and stuffing them into my 'air pocket'. I Shifted mid-jump and sniffed for Jacob's scent. I followed it and soon caught up to him. I ran alongside him, keeping pace with him easily and wolfishly grinning at him when he looked over at me in shock.
Hey, babe. Remember me? I thought at him.
Serenity? Jacob thought back.
Hey, it's the other she-wolf! Paul's thought was loud and clear in both my head and Jacob's.
The white wolf…. That was you? Jacob was trying to keep focused on running and talking to me at the same time. An image of me in my wolf form flashed from Jacob's mind to ours. The image showed me fighting quickly and lethally against several vampires at one time. Then it flashed over to me leaping over him and destroying the vamp that had broken his entire right side. And finally, it flashed over to when I walked over to him and licked his muzzle affectionately. Though something was different about this image.
It was tinged with a feeling of… affection? Adoration? Love?
Awww, Jakey loves his sweet little she-wolf, doesn't he? Paul's voice shattered the moment.
By now, we were already in the clearing where the other wolves were. Upon arriving, I lunged at Paul and snapped at his hind legs.
Who ever said I was sweet? Or little? I asked, feigning malice. The other wolves chuckled and barked out laughs as Paul brooded over my comments. Then they also considered them too. I was almost twice their size, with the exception of Jacob, who was about a half a foot shorter than me.
So what was so important that you had to interrupt a Kodak moment by calling us out here? I asked, sitting down on my bottom and looking at Sam.
Wait, does this mean she's a part of the pack now? Everyone was shocked by two reasons: One, that it was Leah's voice, and two, that her voice sounded hopeful.
Um, I guess if she wants to be… Sam trailed off, asking a silent question: What's it gonna be?
Uh, sure I guess. I tried not to think out loud that it was only because I would follow Jacob anywhere he went, but of course, everyone heard—including Jacob. If I could blush in wolf form, I would be blushing like crazy. The entire pack was teasing me, making kissing noises and thinking in high voices. Well, not Sam anyway.
Guys, focus! And girls… no offense.
None taken, Sam. I wasn't offended, especially when I was a tomboy-ish girl already, but Leah was indignant. Not that I could blame her, really. If I were like her, I would be, too.
Wow, you're so considerate, and understanding. You see things from everyone's perspective and don't hesitate to console, or relate to them. Kim and Emily would love you, Jared thought.
Emily already does love her, Seth thought, an image of Emily scolding my dad and Austin in her kitchen for staring at me playing like a movie in everyone's heads.
Wow, I love girl power, I thought to them.
Hell yeah, girl, Came Leah's reply.
Okay, now can we focus?
Everyone apologized and listened attentively to what Sam was saying. He passed the spotlight onto Seth, who seemed nervous at first, but then got into it. He told us about how the Cullens were back and how Bella was supposedly sick and her dad couldn't visit her because of the supposed rare disease.
Disease my foot…err, paw. I thought. There were a few tense and half-hearted chuckles, but everyone knew what I was doing. I was trying to lighten the atmosphere, but the tension was obviously too thick.
It was pretty serious, but as far as Jacob was concerned, he was just glad that Bella wasn't a vamp. At least he was, until he realized what it meant. We listened silently to his thoughts, and I was indignant to his last thought: he was sure that he had thought more into this than we had.
If anything, I thought my suspicions were correct: it could be possible that being pregnant from a vampire could bring you to the brink of death. I had heard of the legends and stories when I had wanted more information on the Cullens and other vampires in general. How it was possible and dangerous to the mother both, when the baby is in the womb, and when the mother gives birth. It's not pretty.
Forgetting once again that the others could hear me, I thought it all through. Jacob growled and started arguing with Sam. That, I didn't pay attention to in itself. But then Jacob started snapping at Seth.
Shut up, kid! Just because you have some kind of sick hero worship thing with that bloodsucker, doesn't change the rules. They're our enemies and they are in our territory. We're supposed to take them out. I don't care if you had a fun time fighting along with Edward Cullen once upon a time. (This is a changed excerpt from Breaking Dawn, so if you recognize it, just know that I changed it so that it's not plagiarism, ok?)
That set me over the edge. I growled at Jacob, irritated by the way he was acting. What gave him the right to take out his rage on Seth or any of us? So what if he was mad, he has absolutely no right to treat Seth that way.
Hey, I snarled, don't talk to him that way. Just cause you're pissed doesn't mean you can take it out on Seth or any of us. It's not fair or nice, so stop it now.
Seth defended himself after I finished talking. I heard everything and told my subconscious to record everything so I could zone out while still hearing everything. I snapped back into attention when Quil phased and asked what he missed. I replayed everything that had happened, both from when I was in it and when I zoned out. I got the sense that if he could whistle, he would have.
Jacob, they will defend themselves well if challenge them, Sam said.
Are you scared?
Are you that ready to lose a brother? Or a sister? And think about Serenity, Jacob. Are you really ready to run the risk of losing your soul mate for Bella—again?
I could tell that one instantly stung. But it was the wrong approach. He would only get even more stubborn and still go along with it. And I could've taken care of myself—but I hid that thought, knowing it would only goad him on.
Then, Sam turned into Alpha wolf. He looked each one of us in the eyes and said, The pack will not attack the Cullens without reason or provocation. The treaty's sprit is still intact. They aren't a danger to our people, or the people of Forks. Bella Swan made a well-informed choice, and we will not punish our former allies because of this choice.
I could hear and feel the weight of the Alpha command in those words, but it didn't seem to affect me. Not that anybody else noticed, especially when they had the Alpha command bearing down on them. Once it was over, Jacob started to leave the circle.
Jacob, where are you going? I asked him. He faltered a step, but then picked up the pace. I knew what he was going to do. I too had heard the loophole in Sam's Alpha command. He'd said the pack wasn't going over there and indeed they weren't. But Jacob was.
And so was I.
I shielded all of these thoughts away from the rest of the pack except for Jacob, and went to follow him, leaving the rest of them to stare at us in wonder. To give them a reason to back off, I thought about something in specific. I thought about the way I felt when I was running alone in the woods the past two months. The solitary almost confinement of the woods, of running and feeling wild and free. But still feeling held back by some invisible string that just couldn't be cut.
Jacob phased back into a human and I went behind a tree to Shift and change into clothes. That done, I came out and stood in front of Jacob, who stood there with an eyebrow raised. I knew what he was questioning.
"Like I thought before," I told him, "Where you go, I go with you."
He smiled ruefully at me before asking, "And how do you know I'm going somewhere?"
I smirked. "I know you and how you think. And," I pulled him down to my level by the front of his shirt, which he was now wearing, "because your mine."
(Twenty minutes later, at the Cullen house)
When we got there, they only knew that Jacob was there. I heard them say his name and he'd smiled, I guess, because he was causing them some grief. Jacob knocked on the door and Dr. Carlisle Cullen opened up. He looked as if he'd expected Jacob, but when he looked at me, he looked completely surprised. He greeted us and I could tell that Jacob was disappointed that it had been Carlisle to open the door. He probably wanted it to be Edward.
"I was told Bella made it back alive," Jacob said, rudely. I felt a flash of irritation both because of the way Jacob was acting towards Carlisle, and because even after I came back it was still all about Bella.
"Now's not really the best time for this, Jacob. Could it be done later?" It sounded strangely as if they were talking about a doctor's appointment. Very weird.
Then Bella's voice rang out in the background as if she were talking to someone else in the room. She said something about the point of keeping secrets from Jacob. The fact that I wasn't mentioned at all made me think my presence still wasn't known even thought they had a mind-reader and an empathy-sensitive vamp in the house hold.
Jacob pushed through Carlisle into the house. I smiled sadly and apologetically at him and went after Jacob inside after Carlisle ushered me inside. I saw Jacob had stopped and was staring at something with his mouth agape. I followed his gaze and was shocked to find that he was staring at a half-crazed looking Edward. Then my gaze shifted to Bella, who was on the white sofa and turning a little green.
The blond vamp—the really pretty one, Rosalie I think—hovered over her and snatched a basin from the floor beside her and held it under Bella's face as she threw up into it—quite noisily. Edward slumped down on his knees beside her and fell against her knees. She patted his cheek, comforting him.
This small gesture ignited a small spark in my chest. Edward and Bella loved each other so; why couldn't Jacob and I do the same? Why couldn't he just get over Bella and love me the way I loved him? Was I not good enough for him? Or did he just not love me at all? He had to feel something; it would be crazy to the point of insanity if I was the only one that felt this way between us.
"I was right…" I said, noticing a big bump around her middle. So she was pregnant. Hugely so. But how could this be? She's only been gone... I have no idea how long. I wasn't here. But still, I was only gone two months; enough for her to get married and have a two week honeymoon. It made no sense!
"What do you mean you were right?" the other blond vamp asked me. He was scrutinizing my expression, monitoring my every move.
"She got pregnant. I suspected she would, ever since I heard they had a honeymoon," I answered him. "And I've only been here…not even a full twenty-four hours," I added as an afterthought.
"But how? We didn't think it was possible—," I interrupted him.
"Saying that it wasn't possible, or ignoring the fact that it could be, would be going against a motto that I have gone by my whole life. Every impossibility is possible, even at the most impossible of times. Well, that's not the original phrase, but I can't remember the right one I made when I was five, excuse me."
I tried to see things from Bella's perspective. Obviously, she had the option of an abortion; but she was choosing to have her child, just like any caring and loving mother would do. I would do it, and many others would do it, too. Even if it was killing me, like it was killing Bella. Though, from what I heard about vampire venom and what it does during the transformation from human to vamp, Bella seems to know a way to come out of this alive—with her child.
I could even see what Rosalie's part in all of this was. She was the body guard. From the looks of things, it seems that everyone else wants to get rid of the thing inside of Bella; she'd been smart enough to know she'd need a body guard if she wanted to keep that baby. I came over to her and knelt beside her, taking her cold, frail hand in my warm strong one.
"Hey," I said to Bella, "How you doin'?" she looked out my hand around hers and squeezed it so lightly that I almost didn't feel it. I could afford to be nice for now; but if there are any more problems, I'll go right back to being a b**ch again. Besides, with a baby-something in the room, I was feeling strangely motherly. It scared me, deeply.
"Good," she croaked. Edward tensed, and I knew she was lying. "What are you doing here?" she asked me.
"I had to follow Jacob to make sure he didn't get into any trouble," I rolled my eyes and we both looked at Jacob, who was still open mouthed; though this time at my sudden move of kindness toward Bella. The room was silent for a few minutes until Edward's head snapped up from Bella's lap and was on his feet in a flash. Jacob followed suit; I knew something he had thought had gotten to Edward when I saw the anticipation on Jacob's face.
I put Bella's hand gently back on the couch, and stood up just as the other two big vamps flanked Edward's sides. I stood next to Jacob and nudged him. He looked at me and I pleaded with my eyes in the most convincing manner I could. Please don't fight, I thought to him. He reeled back, but then turned to glare at the vampires.
"Behave and come back," Bella pleaded to them. They didn't say anything, but I knew that they would do what she asked.
"I'll make sure they don't do anything rash," I reassured her, following them out of the house.
I once again used my subconscious to record everything they said and just stood there, looking alert, but not really feeling it. However, there was one sentence that caught my attention.
"She can have anything she wants. She can have puppies, if that's what it takes," Edward said, pausing between the two sentences. My heart stopped…then went into overdrive. What would Jacob say to that? The very idea was revolting. I was terrified that Jacob would agree, but I kept my expression blank. I was dying on the inside, but inattentive on the outside. You could say that I was in a momentary personal hell until Jacob said the words I needed to hear to soothe the burns.
"I can't do that. I don't feel that way about her, not anymore. I couldn't," he was looking away from me, obviously embarrassed that I was listening.
"Why not…" Edward trailed off as he read something from Jacob's mind. "I see; the imprint. So you've finally accepted? It just had to be at the wrong time."
"Wrong time for you maybe, not so much for me," Jacob said. They continued the conversation—which I didn't listen to. Then they started walking back to the house and I followed them, contemplating what was happening. My contemplations didn't get very far, as I was suddenly held back into another room and Jacob was left alone to 'talk some sense into Bella'. Whatever you say.
All the while, I was anxious. As much as I wanted to eavesdrop on the conversation, I didn't. I just couldn't. It wasn't until Edward started smiling dryly that I relented.
"You'll find who you're really looking for, Jake. And when you do, maybe this'll all make sense," Bella said with a smile in her voice.
"I…already found her, Bells. She's the most amazing person and she would do anything for the people she loves," Jacob said. He sounded dreamy, almost.
"Who is it?" Bella's curiosity was so tangible; you could taste it in the air. Well, beyond the vampire stink; I didn't mind it much, though.
"My best friend…Serenity. I imprinted on her, but I haven't been very good about it." He sounded shameful when he said that. Good!
"Oh, then that's… great, Jake. So when did you get together?" She sounded jealous...or maybe I was deluding myself into thinking that.
"Uh, we haven't, actually…" if I could see Jacob, I bet he'd be blushing and rubbing the back of his neck.
"Why not? How could you imprint on her and not ask her out?" Bella scolded him. Like she actually cared, anyway.
"Pshh, that's what I'm saying," I muttered, knowing Jacob could hear me. I tuned out the conversation and just drifted.
Then, Jacob was coming through the door. I stood up from my spot on the floor and stood by his side. But Bella said something that had me running at full inhuman speed into the woods in the pouring rain:
"Bye, love you, Jake."
I was already halfway through the woods when the words fell out of her mouth. That's how fast I was going, fueled by rage. And I was generous enough to comfort her! That backstabbing b—
"Serenity! Serenity, wait up!" Jacob huffed, running after me. I had slowed down some, but picked up the pace as he sped up.
He kept pleading with me, all the way to the woods just beyond his house. But then he said something that had me frozen in my tracks.
"Serenity, what the hell is your problem?"
I slowly turned around to face him, my face drenched in water from the rain, too angry to change into a mermaid. I was absolutely livid at his words.
"What's my problem? Do you want to know what my problem is?" I couldn't stop the words that tumbled out of my mouth next; and something told me that I probably didn't want to. "I'll tell you what my problem is! I love you! I love your name, I love the way you look at me, I love your gorgeous smile, and I love the way that you walk and your eyes! I love the sound of your laugh, I love the way you get angry when things don't go your way. I love the way I don't understand you at all sometimes, and I love that I could be having the worst day of my life and just seeing you can completely change my mood! And I love the fact that even the slightest touch from you will make me feel weak…. I love you! I love you, I love you, I love you!"
I had to shout over the sound of pouring rain, but I knew Jacob would hear me even if I spoke at a normal volume; I just needed to vent out my feelings…loudly. The whole time he was right in front of me and I was shouting the words right at him. There was little space between our bodies and as the last of my words tumbled from my lips, we closed the space.
I wasn't sure who started the kiss, but I knew I didn't want it to end. I didn't care about anything except for the feeling of Jacob's warm lips pressed roughly against mine. The kiss itself was pure passion, love, anger, and longing wrapped so tight that I was sure I would burst if I didn't let it out. Jacob had on hand on the small of my back and the other on the back of my head, pulling me tighter against him. I had both hands in his hair, tugging him to me even more.
The kiss was everything I dreamed of and more. It was wind, rain, fire, and earth all together in harmony, wild and tame at the same time. It was passionate, breathtaking, melting, and just pure love. I pulled back to breathe, but Jacob continued a trail of kisses down my neck and along my jaw. I pulled his mouth back to mine when I caught my breath and kissed him again.
"I love you…so much," he murmured between kisses. I smiled against his mouth and we pulled a part, breathing hard.
"See what you've been missing?" I murmured back to him, a smile on my face. He grinned too. Then, another piercing howl rang in the woods for the second time that day. We sighed at the same time. I pecked his lips one last time, and then went behind a tree to Shift.
What an eventful day…
A/N: ….This was not supposed to happen. It just, err …happened? I couldn't help myself! I also couldn't help myself from writing another long chapter after saying I wouldn't. Gosh, I went overboard! Anyways, please review! I really wanna know what you think. And they finally hooked up! Yay! I was actually happy when I wrote that. Weird…
Review, please!
~Alee B.