Chapter 9
Jacob's POV
We started to drive, and Emma was still wearing my sweatshirt. She looked really tired, and soon, I saw that she had fallen asleep.
Emma thinking: Does Jacob really like me or is he just friendly flirting? I mean I really like him.
Emma looked so beautiful when she's asleep, so peaceful.
We arrived, and I was sorry to wake her.
"Em... Em... Emma, we're here." I touched her arm and she jumped. I helped her out of the car, and walked her over.
"Okay, open your eyes."
"Oh my gosh, Jacob. It's beautiful."
We were at the La Push beach. The sun had just set, so the sky was a deep purple, but on the horizon, it was a light purple color, and the stars had just started to appear.
"I knew you would love it." I said. I grabbed her hand and we walked over to a rock and sat down, watching the stars, talking.
"Jacob, I had so much fun today. It's great to get my mind off everything and just have fun. I mean, I think about my mom and then, " She looked at her arms. "Thank you so much." She told me.
"You're welcome, I haven't had this much fun in a really long time. If you ever need someone to hang out with, just call me."
"Thanks, Jake."
I drove her home and walked her to the door.
"Thanks again Jacob."
"Any time."
I kissed her cheek.
Emma's POV
I went up to my bedroom. I started to think about my mom again. Why did this happen to me? I cut myself, and feel the blood run down my arm. Why did she have to go? I did it again and I know that this was actually happening. Why did she leave me? I realized, if she hadn't died, I never would have come to Forks, and probably wouldn't ever have seen Jacob. When I thought of Jacob, I saw the concern on his face when he saw the scars. I feel horrible, and cut my wrist once more.