I pulled into my driveway and parked my car. The noise dyed down and my ears felt like there were cotton balls in them. I waited a bit for them to adjust, checking myself in the mirror. I didn't look like I'd been crying which was good. I brushed the last bit of sleep out of my eyes and got out of the truck carrying my bag with me. I walked up the steps and shut it quietly behind me. I wouldn't mind getting the chance to go upstairs unnoticed. "Bella?" Or not.
"Yeah?"
"You have a guest." My throat constricted slightly and a million ideas went through my head at once. Who could it be? I placed my bag on the table and made my way to the family room. I heard a sports game on and I wondered who'd actually be watching it with my dad. I turned the corner and my heart skipped a beat.
There was Jakes tall and lanky body. He made the room look tiny and squished with his massive size and his hair down to his ears looked matted and untidy. I was speechless. I was happy looking at him. He made me feel complete. He turned and looked at me hesitantly. His eyes were pleading and they looked heartbreaking. I looked at his lips, they looked like they hadn't smiled in years which made me just want to kiss them better. Charlie was looking back and forth. "Well kids, I have to—go--," he made some lame excuse but I didn't care. He left slamming the door behind him and Jake and I both listened for the engine to die away. When it was silent again, we looked back at each other and just stared for a bit. Jake stood up, "Bella--," he started but I flew across the room and had my arms wrapped around his waist before he could finish. He slowly put his arms around me too, he was very warm. His hand was petting my head and the other was pulling me tighter towards him. I just held him around his waist as tight as I could never wanting him to leave me again. "I'm sorry, I was stupid and immature and dumb and I never gave you a chance to explain anything about--," he interrupted me when his lips came down and touched mine. It was a very sweet and soft kiss but I began to run my fingers through his hair pulling him towards me. It became fierce and passionate and I wasn't lonely. I didn't have a void in need to be filled, I didn't need to fake a laugh or be worried about what I was wearing. I was home in his arms. When we broke apart we were both giddy and smiling. "I've missed you." We both said in unison. We sat on the couch with a pillow size in between us. It felt awkward so I quickly scooted over to fill the space. He smiled and pulled me into his embrace. We sat there on the couch just together with his arms around me and I cuddled into him. He was so big but I felt like I fit perfectly. We didn't need to explain ourselves, we didn't need to understand. Not yet at least. Neither of us was ready to talk about how much it sucked to be apart. We already understood each other perfectly. He would kiss the top of my head and pull me closer every so often. I hadn't felt this good in so long.
I wiggled trying to loosen my arm that was asleep. I finally twisted to be comfortable and my hand found his hand. We intertwined fingers and it was just like always. Our thing, our little hand holding. His hot hand smudged with mine. I realized I was starting to sweat with all the heat but I didn't dare compare the difference with someone else. Nothing could ruin the moment. After quite a long time we began to shift and wiggled so we were lying down on the couch. He was holding me so I wouldn't fall off the couch. His lips were on the back of my head and soon we drifted off into a deep sleep.
I woke up to the sound of an engine. Charlie. I looked over and saw Jake's face. Eyes closed, it was then that I saw the giant bags under his eyes. His lips were parted slightly and he was steadily breathing. I slipped out from his hold and he stirred slightly. I walked noiselessly into the kitchen and looked out to see Charlie deciding if he should just walk in or knock. I opened the door and smiled. "Hey!" I said brightly. I could just feel the weight lifted off Charlie's shoulders. "Bella." He didn't say it as a question or a demand or a scold it was just a sigh of relief. He hugged me and I rolled my eyes trying not to get emotional. I was happy to be back. I didn't like being a zombie, who was I kidding? I needed certain people in my life, so what? "Supper dad?" I asked looking into the fridge. There wasn't a huge selection because I'd been pretty lazy the past week about the food situation. "Wow—it got pretty bad eh?" I mumbled. He waved it off, "Don't worry about it kid." He said kindly. He was just happy that he didn't have to ship me back to Florida and that he'd be alone again. It didn't just make me happy that I was friends with Jake again, it made Charlie happy too. I could imagine all the conversations Billy and Charlie must've had concerning me and Jake and all of our silly drama. I started to cook dinner while Charlie went upstairs. I had bought him some new books in hope that he'd stop sitting around the television all the time and so far it'd been working. He enjoyed just lying in bed and I always found the books littered around the house.
"Hey," a sleepy voice said. Charlie and I looked up from our dinner and stared at a sleepy eyed Jacob. He was stretching his muscles out and he came to sit beside me. He was looking at me very lovingly which made me embarrassed only because Charlie was right there. Charlie grunted softly while continuing to eat dinner. "Want to go for a walk after you're done?" Jake asked me softly. I looked down at my empty plate. "I have dishes, but after for sure." I smiled reassuringly.
"Well, if you still need time to talk then go right ahead, I'll do the dishes." Charlie said trying to sound annoyed.
"Um, dad, you can just leave them in the sink. We won't be long, okay? I don't trust you." I joked. Yes, Bella Swan made jokes now. It shocked me to see just how much Jacob changed me. His presence made me act completely different, but yet more myself then I ever was with others. I felt so—good with Jake it didn't seem fair. I was tired of having perfect people thrown into my life; I didn't even come close to comparing. Once we were outside Jake took my hand immediately and we began to walk into the forest. We didn't walk very far and I was immediately reminded of the time Edward took me here. The lump in my throat formed so quickly it scared me. I wanted to run screaming but my legs were rooted to the spot. I looked at Jake wide-eyed and frightful but the expression he had wasn't angry or blank. It was worse. He wore the same face Edward had for the first weeks we'd been going through a rough patch. His face looked troubled and confused like he was caught between to choices. I tensed up even tighter not wanting to make a sudden move in fear he'd run away. Jake took a deep breath, "Bella—I'm a werewolf."
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