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I furrowed my eyebrows, as I scrunched up my nose? I didn't have to listen to him! Not after what he had just done not too long ago. Jake was acting so bipolar right now, in a way. First, he's mad at me for saying something bad about his precious leech lover, and now he's about to get all angry again because I went out somewhere with someone? He has no right! Surely, he should know that.
"That's none of your concern, Jacob," I answer, stiffly, not making eye contact with him, instead looking at the wall beside his head. I begin to walk towards the doorway, but Jake grabs my elbow.
"Yes it it, Leah," he murmers, frowning. "Just tell me who the hell it was."
"No," I tell him sternly. "You have no authority over me, so I don't have to tell you shit!"
"I am your husband," he growls.
"Then start treating me like I'm your wife."
I yank my arm out of his grip before glaring at him, as I walked out of the kitchen and towards the bedroom. What was wrong with him? How could he be so cold with me one minute and possessive the next? It was like he was going through some internal struggle, but I wanted nothing to do with it. I was sick of going through the same thing with him. We had only been together for two days, and he was already driving me crazy and not in the good way. More like I feel like pulling my hair out.
When I get into the bedroom, I close and lock the door behind me before walking towards my suitcase. The bed was made perfectly, and it stunned me for a second since I had been the one to sleep in it, and no memory of making it came to mind. Must of been Jacob while he was talking to future ms. leech. I shrugged my shoulders before bending down beside my suitcase. Bridget and Rachel must have packed me a swimsuit.
Thankfully, they did. The two of them packed three actually. A one piece along with two, two pieces. They were pretty too. The one piece had wide black and white stripes going down it diagonally. The first two piece was a light aqua color, and I simply adored it since aqua was my favorite color. The last one was of a sunset, going from the top to the bottom. Well, they got one thing right, at least. I ended up picking the aqua two piece before shimmering out of my clothes and discarding them into my suitcase. Then I put the swimsuit on along with some brown sandals. I quickly brushed my hair and then got a white towel.
Once I was done, I walked into the livingroom to get the book, I had left in there the night before. Of course I couldn't get in and out smoothly. Jake was sitting down on the couch watching Rush Hour, eating a bowl of cereal. He looked up when he saw me enter, and his mouth hunt for a second before he put his bowl on the table. "Where are you going?" He asks, his eyes taking my body up and down, practically undressing me with them.
I roll my eyes at him before grabbing my book. "Where do most people go in a bathing suit?" I ask meaning for it to be a rheotorical question.
"Where?"
"Where else?" I ask with my eyebrows raised. "The beach."
"Hold on, I'm coming."
I frown. "No," I say. "It's my time away from you. No joining me. Go call isabitch or something."
Jacob stiffens before gathering himself. "I'm coming." Then he dashes into the bedroom to get dressed. I take this as my chance and dash outside, hurrying to get to the beach, so I could have a few moments to myself.
It was hot when I got there, just like earlier. I grin before laying my towel on the ground and sitting on top of it, as I open my book, beginning to read. I had started the book, Little Women, and honestly I took quite a liking to it. Jo had to have been my favorite character so far because she was the most like me. Very boyish. It would be her or sweet little old Beth.
It was nice just laying there and reading. At la Push I never got any time alone with patrols, pack meetings, having to sleep and eat, and Seth pestering me all the time. It just never worked out, but this was nice. The peace and quiet. I never wanted it to end.
"Leah, what the hell are you doing?" I sigh. I had been hoping he would have gotten lost on his way here but of course I couldn't have gotten that lucky. I put my book down before looking at Jake. He had on a pair of black trunks with a red dash going through it.
"Reading," I answer. "Though you probably wouldn't know since I've never even seen you pick up a book."
"That's not true," Jake tells me, a smile covering his face. "I do schoolwork. Not to mention, there are better things to do than reading."
Jake pauses for a second, thinking, before a grin takes up his face, and he edges a bit closer to me. I stare at him with a questioning look on my face before cocking my head to the side and raising an eyebrow at him. What was going through that stupid brain of his?
"Like this." Jake scoops me up, causing me to scream and drop my book on the towel. Jake begins to run, and I squirm, desperately trying to get out of them. If Jake was about to do what I thought he was, I was going to kill him. "Jake, I swear to god if you don't put me down, I will make you unable to have kids!" I shout, thrashing around and kicking.
"That would hurt you more than it would hurt me. Don't punish yourself."
"You are a son of a..."
Before I could finish my sentence, Jake threw me into the clear ocean. The cold water hit me hard, as I shiver before going all the way in. I thrashed for a minute before paddling up to get air. My vision was bit blurry from the water, my nose and ears were full of water, and my hair was soaking wet from the water. I used my hand to try and clear the water from my eyes, and it worked a bit.
Once I had improved my vision a little bit, I turned, trying to find Jacob. My body now warm from the sun. hen I spot him like fifteen feet away. He was staring at me with amusement in his eyes. His lips were curved up into a smirk, as chuckles left his mouth. I scowl at him. Nothing about this situation was funny. And if Jake knew what was good for hi, he would stop laughing. "What the fuck is wrong with you?" I shout at him, using my hands to splash him with the water.
Jake shook from the sudden impact before splashing me back. "I was trying to help you, Leah. You were all in that pretty swimsuit, I thought you should at least get wet."
I splash him. "If I wanted to get wet, I would've, you dick."
"You seemed more interested in your book than swimming." Another splash.
No more words were said, as a full out splash war began. We went back and forth, splashing each other with water. And I had to admit, the more we did it, the more the tension eased up and I actually started to enjoy myself. This had been the most time Jake and I had spent together, not arguing with each, and to be honest it wasn't that bad and was kind of fun.
Jake splashed me once more before disappearing under water. My eyes widened, as I turned around to look for him. What was he doing? Oh, shit! It better not be one of those games where he tries to take my bottom. I hated those games! But I realized it wasn't, as Jake came back up, not a foot far from me. His breathing was escalated, as he looked at me, with an intense look in his eyes, as he breathed in and out deeply. His hair was on his forehead and the smile missing from his face. "Looks like I finally got you to smile.
"Congratulations," I mutter, looking into his dark brown orbs, trying to calm down my own breathing. "Though if you weren't such a jackass, i'm sure you would see it more."
Jake grins. "Still the same old Leah," he whispers, his face closer to mine before he leans down and connects our lips together. The kiss was soft and gentle at first, as we moved our lips against each other's slowly. The kiss didn't speed up or grow hungry like our other kissed had. This one stayed slow, and it was different. How our first kiss should have been.
He pulled away with this silly grin on his face, as he looked at me. I cracked a smile before l looked away, not knowing what in the world that had been! All this time, Jake had been such a jerk to me, pushing me around, and letting me know just how unimportant and irrelevant I was, but that kiss had said something different. So much different, and I had no idea what to think about it. Maybe Jake was finally changing for the better. Was there a chance?
I pushed the thoughts of my mind before deciding to enjoy the moment, at least for a little while. I smiled before splashing water at Jacob and taking a head start towards the beach. "I'll beat you!" I made my feet paddle as hard and fast as I could, trying to reach the shore before Jake but in no prevail because it didn't take long for Jake to get in front of me and win. I may be the fastest runner but defiantly not the fastest swimmer.
"I thought Clearwaters stuck to their word," Jake says, cocking one eyebrow at me accusingly.
"Shut up, Black!" I command, getting out of the water and picking my towel up to dry my body, running it up and down before doing the same to my hair, raking my fingers through it to get the tangles out. Then I pick my book up grin at Jake before dashing, trying to get to the house first. There was no way he was beating on land, and that was for sure. I was correct when I was the first to reach the house with Jake a little bit behind me. I went in.
"I'm starving!" Jake exclaims, stretching his arms and snatching the towel from me to dry off his body.
"And you're telling me because?" I ask.
"You're my wife. It's your responsibility to feed me." He looks at his phone and scrunches his eyebrows up, frowning at something on the screen. Something must be bothering him.
"What's wrong?" I ask, real concern for him evident in my voice.
Jake looks at me before the screen again than me. "Bella called," he states, and I feel my heart drop. Well there goes a fun day! It had been ruined once again by Isabitch! Why couldn't she take a hint and just leave Jake the hell alone?! I sigh, rolling my eyes before walking to the fridge, expecting Jake to leave the room and call his little girlfriend back.
But I'm surprised when I feel Jake's body against mine before his large hand touches my elbow, turning my body around and caging me between him and the fridge. He presses against me, making me bite my lip. This wasn't what I had been expecting! What was he doing? Didn't he just say Bella had called? Why was he still with me? His lips connect with my neck, placing soft kisses along it, as he whispers, "But I can call her later. I have some important business to do with my wife."
A sigh comes out of my mouth, as he nips at my neck. I put a hand in his black hair, running my fingers through his scalp. "Wow, didn't think i'd live to see the day you picked me over Isabitch," I state.
"Shut up, Black," he uses my words from earlier, remembering that I was now a black too. Then his lips connect with mine, passionately but full of hunger. Jake was now a man on a mission, as his mouth seeked dominance from mine. He licked my lower lip, asking for permission in, and I grant it to him, as his hand finds its way to my waist. I knew that trick. Start on the waist and go up, but he didn't. Jake kissed me hard, letting me know who was in control, making me succumb to him, and for once in my life, I did.
Then his phone rang, the beep, beep, beep, going off and distracting me from its place on the counter. I turned my head to look at it, and Jake kissed my neck again, nipping at it gently. "Ignore it, Leah," he whispers before going back to the task at hand which was me. I decided to listen to him since chances were he was picking me over the leech lover again, and I didn't want to give him a reason to stop or regret his decision. Instead, I turned back to him, and pulled his face up so our lips clashed back together, as my hands once again found his hair, tugging at it.
But just as soon as his phone stopped, it started up again, beeping. Jake groans, pulling away abruptly, as his face screwed up with anger, and he went to go check his damn phone. I stayed against the fridge, trying to catch my breath, as I watched him.
"What?" he answers, practically growling at whoever else was on the phone, staring at me the whole time with eyes full of hunger and lust. Then he turns around, frowning. "You're kidding me right?" he asks. "I thought we took care of that." More speaking from the other side. "Of course, I will. I would do anything for her. We'll be there soon." Jake hung up the phone and looked at me, the passion no longer in his eyes. "We have to leave first thing tomorrow morning."
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