Chapter 10-So You Use Cheesy Pick up Lines...
(Jared's Point of View)
"You're sure? I mean this could take hours. My life it's complicated... I guess." I asked. Sam was kind enough to let me crash here at his and Emily's place. He was also kind enough to not take away my best friend in the whole mother fucking world. My beer. So far I've drank an entire 18 pack and I'm close to being done with my second. I am still conscious, personal record for me. Yeah being a wolf has it's perks.
"You don't have to talk about it if you don't want to. I won't force you to talk about it." Oh how I love hearing her voice. It was so deep with concern and that made me want to kiss her so badly. And hold her hands. Actually hold them because yesterday I had and I really had hated myself for letting them go.
I sighed. I yearned to talk to her about it. Today she had not been at school and it hurt me so much, not seeing her beautiful face. Not hearing her voice that enchanted me. Today I had realized how much I really needed her to be with me. Which also led me to realize that sooner or later I'm going to have to tell her everything about me. Everything: including me being a wolf and me imprinting on her.
And it scared the shit out of me that she might not believe me when, or if, I tell her. That she might run and think I'm a sick crazy person for trying to make her believe me. That she may never want something to do with me afterwards. So here I am now, sprawled on the floor of my soon to be room, feeling sorry for myself.
I took another sip of my beer. "I do wanna talk bout it but... ah..." I quickly thought of something sort of different to tell her. I don't want to stop talking to her. Might as well use this as the time to get some shit of my chest. "Okay. Well I'm having girl problems." That was true, I'll just leave out the werewolf part.
"Oh." Kim muttered. There was a short pause ,"continue."
"Fuck... I think I am hearing shit..." my head was spinning. The only thing that really made sense to me was her voice. It was as clear as a bell while everything else was just fucked up.
"Huh?"
"Oh! Yeah... sorry. Well I really like this girl. She is so amazing, like superman amazing... well I guess superwoman. Or wonder woman I should say... yeah wonder woman. 'Cus you know wonder woman is sexy too." I smirked, "Superman isn't sexy. Well not to me because I don't roll that way. Not that I'm against people that do. You know like Jordy. But it's cool cus you know I like Jordy just not like that... Are you laughing?"
"No." It sounded like she was lying. "Continue."
"Okay. And I really want to tell her that I like her but I don't know of she feels the same way." I started staring at the small dresser in front of me. Last time I checked there was only one, now there was two and a half. "I haven't really been too good in a relationship before so maybe she won't like me because of that."
"She probably does like you back. That was you before so don't worry about it... I can tell you've changed." Kim's voice pulled me out of my concern for the dresser. "You are an awesome guy and any girl would be lucky to have you like them." If she only knew I was talking about her.
I shook my head even though she can't see me, "I doubt she likes me back. I am a douche bag and pathetic. Even if she does like me back I don't
think I deserve her."
"You do deserve her. Why are you doubting yourself? No listen to me," she demanded when I tried to cut in. I kinda like it when a girl is in charge. " You are a great guy. And where did all your confidence go? I thought you were that guy who always goes for what they want."
If that's what she wants... "I am that guy."
"Then," she said, "go get her tiger."
I laughed, "You know, I kinda like it when a girl tells me what to do. That's kinda hot, don't you think?"
"What?" she bursted out laughing, "You are acting like such a Retardo right now..."
"Like a what?" I asked. I maybe be drunk but that made no sense.
"Jordy's big brother," she said, " His name is Recardo, but he is constantly annoying him and saying stuff like that, so he calls him Retardo. A mix between retard and Recardo..."
I laughed" Well yeah. I'm one of those guys that likes it when a girl is in charge." I admitted. And that was the straight out truth.
"Thanks for the information...even though I didn't really want to know." If I were there I bet she'd be blushing the most beautiful color known to mankind. I wish I could be there.
"Sure you didn't."
There was a short ,non awkward, pause. "So..." Kim said indifferently, "who is she, the girl you like?"
I laughed, "You know her... but I rather not tell you yet."
"Just tell me." she said, almost begged.
I laughed again, "Why do you care? You shouldn't... unless you're je-"
"Jared if you say jealous I swear I will beat the shit out of you." she threatened. I thought it was really cute, the jealous side of my Kim.
"Are you?"
"No." she yelled into the phone. "I am not jealous! Why would I be? And for your information, I only want to know because you brought it up..."
"That sounds really defensive. I think that I am smelling jealousy."
"Ugh! I'm not being defensive! And the only thing you are smelling is alcohol. Jared," she said in a more serious tone, "you have to stop drinking. I mean first of all it's illegal. Second, you have school tomorrow; so you're going to have a hangover. So please, please stop." she pleaded. My stomach flipped realizing that she cared for me.
She did have a good point. And well if she doesn't want me to, then I won't. I put down my unopened last beer can... I'll give it to Sam.
"Okay I won't drink anymore. But does this mean we have to hang up? I still wanna keep talking to you. Talking to you always makes me feel
better." I admitted.
She giggled. That noise made me smile. I could almost picture how she would look. "Really? Thank you...that was really nice of you to say."
she sighed, "I'll stay on the phone as long as you need me to. That's what friends are for."
"Thank you Kim. For listening to my troubles... and for being my friend."
She sighed, "Well I know you would do the same for me."
"Kim," I smiled as I said her name. "what's your favorite song in the world?"
"Ottoman. It's indie rock."
"You like indie rock?" I gasped.
"Yeah, Vampire Weekend... Is there something wrong with that?"
"No. I've listened to it before but it's not all I listen to."
She laughed. I was dazed for ten seconds. "Then what do you listen to mostly?"
I answered immediately, "Rock and roll. Old school to be exact. Can you not tell?"
"I don't know how to answer that... but I like it too. Mostly the newer bands. Like maybe... Paramore. Who's your favorite band?"
"The White Stripes. You know I can play the guitar?"
"Really?" She asked, amazed. Yup. I amazed her, score one for Jared.
I spent about twenty minutes reminiscing about the songs I could play and asking her questions about her musical tastes.
"Someday I'll play you some songs. For now I think I should let you sleep. It's almost midnight and I don't want you to be blaming me tomorrow for your tiredness. Thank you again for being there and listening to me."
She yawned. "Your welcome then. I'm glad to have helped you in some way. Goodnight then...sweet dreams."
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And such a sweet dream it was. The best dream I've ever had actually... if you know what I mean. I probably should feel guilty about it but I don' felt good -hella good- to lay down on my bad after my wonderful imaginary experience. Too bad it was just a dream because that was, well, the freakiest sex I ever had. Real or dream. I was like... damn.
My good news is that I don't have to patrol until Saturday. I am really happy about that because I defiantly do not want the guys to see my very, very good dream. My bad news is that I have a mild hangover. It could be worse though.
There was loud pounding on the door. Fuck, that shit hurt my ears. "Jared! Wake up or you will be late to school." Emily yelled. I slowly got up from the bed and put my boxers on. Like I said it was a good dream and left... I think you get my point. That might seem weird, having wet dreams at your friends house, but it's cool. We're all family here. I opened the door and went into the bathroom down the hall. "This isn't the Playboy mansion Jared. So please don't run around in your underwear."
Before leaving for school I grabbed as many slices of bread. I needed as much help to recover from my hangover as possible.
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So damn beautiful. She is way too perfect.
I sat here in my fourth period class watching Kim as she made her way into the classroom.
Today she was wearing a black skirt that went down bellow her knees and a pretty white blouse with a black jacket over it. Her hair was pulled back into a messy bun. She cut her bangs, they reach just below her gorgeous eyes. My girl is such a fashionista; I just now realized it. Kim is always wearing nice clothes and she never wears things that don't match. But not in a snobby way like Tosha and her high heels. Nope... my babe wears flats.
I am well not much of a fashionista. I wear whatever is clean. Today a white t-shirt with a plaid blue and black shirt paired with gray jeans and black Vans. But if she ever wants to dress me then I won't really mind much.
Kim sat down and looked over me. I suddenly felt nervous;this kind of made me think about my dream last night. "Do you feel better?" she asked. With that my mind officially came out of the gutter.
"Yeah. But that's all because of you."
She blushed and looked at me under her long eyelashes. My knees felt week, and I was sitting. "Glad I could help."
"Alright class," said Ms. Jane,"Since we are done with Alice in Wonderland we are going to begin a project on the history of our people... the Quileutes. "
She gave us our brief instructions. "Basically you will needed to choose a partner, choose one of the Quileute Legends and then write a full report on it. You do have the option of weather or not you want to present. The deadline will be exactly one month from now. I will allow you all twenty minutes to work on it every day... so I won't accept it if it's late and I won't listen to any excuses. Good luck, you will have all of today and tomorrow to choose which legend you will work on."
I can't believe I am about to do this. "Kim, do you want to be my partner?"
She blinked, "Yes."
"Cool." I slouched back on my chair.
Someone tapped my shoulder so I turned to see who it was. Ugh... Lissete. "Hey Jared." she said in what I think is supposed to be a cute voice. It sounded more like a cat being strangled.
"Yeah?"
"You want to be partners?" she asked in a confident voice.
"Naw, I already have a partner."
Her face crumbled up, "Who?" I pointed at Kim. "Her? The nerd? Wow. The rumors must be true then. You really are on drugs." That really piss me off. How dare she insult Kim? "We should be partners instead. I'm sure that we'd have way more fun than the two of you would any day."
There was a slam on the desk. "Why don't you fuck off?" Kim scoffed.
Lissete walked over to Kim's side. "Watch your mouth little girl. Because you don't know who you're messing with."
Kim stood up, she was a little bit shorter than Lissete. Damn she really does have a temper. "You know, I kinda want to find out."
Well I as an idiot had the choice of watching a girl fight and risking Kim getting hurt. Or being responsible and having Kim just fine. I choose the second one. "Fuck off Lissete." I hissed.
She laughed, "Well. Whatever... you aren't worth my time." she said to Kim.
Kim's eye's turned lively. Very full of hate. But she backed down reluctantly. Lissete also went back to her seat and laughed form where she sat. "What a joke." Kim spat out.
"Are you alright?" I asked with full concern in my voice.
She was looking at the floor. I hated that I couldn't see her eyes. "Yeah. She just pisses me off. She has all this talk but she never backs up her shit. And I'm tired of her always talking smack when I am right next to her. The bitch thinks I am scared? Ha." Kim laughed humorlessly, "I was so close to slapping her."
"Don't. I don't want you to get into trouble. But I am pretty sure you would kick her ass." I smirked, trying to lighten the mood. "So... which legend do you want to do?"
She shrugged. "I don't know. There are a lot of cool ones, but we should do one that has meaning. Like that we can really get into. Maybe the spirit warriors? I like that one."
I blinked. I think we might get an 'A' on this, considering that I am part of the story. Hello, I am a werewolf. "Okay. Yeah that one is fine."
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This situation is... unbearable. So don't ask how I got here.
"If you ask her tell her that she will think you are too desperate." Emily told me. What's wrong with 'If I could rearrange the alphabet, I would put 'U' and 'I' together?' This is what I get for telling Paul about my insecurities at the presence of Emily Young. Now she is trying to help me out, not that I am not grateful.
I groaned. "Fine... How about, 'You and me baby. What do you say?' or 'You be the Dairy Queen and I'll be the Burger King: if you treat me right, I'll do it your way."
"Jared! Stop messing around."
I sighed. "Sorry, I am just nervous. I always say corny stuff when I am trying to hint that I like her."
"And how's that going for you?"
I laughed. "She called me a dork. And then I called her a princess. She said I could be her prince."
Emily had a motherly look in her eyes. "You guys are so cute together. It reminds me of when Sam was trying to get me to date him. He told me he was no Fred Flinstone, but he could make my bed rock. That's when I finally officially forgave him for the Leah. I couldn't deny my Sam anymore. So I know she won't deny you either... What other pick up lines do you have."
"Tons. " I admitted.
"Don't use them." She begged.
"Ugh! Can I just use one? To break the ice?"
Her face was thoughtful. "Which one?"
I started going through the many pick up lines I know. Until I finally figured out the one that would for sure make Kim smile. "Did Sam ever do that thing where he asks to see your hand and asks you how the bunny would get to the other side?"
"Huh?"
I smiled and explained it to her, "Do you think she'll get annoyed if I do that?" I asked once I was done explaining.
"Nope. That's cute... she'll remember that for the rest of her life. When are you planning on asking her out?"
"Tonight. I really can't wait any longer. I was thinking about heading out now before it gets too late."
She smiled fondly at me. "Well I hope she says yes. Where are you planning on taking her?"
"Ah, that is top secret Emily. Not even Sam knows. I don't want word to get out."
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I arrived at her house in ten minutes. I had decided to walk instead of going in my wolf form.
Her small figure was out side sitting alone on her sidewalk.
"Hey Kim." I smiled when she turned to see me sit beside her. There was a single tear trailing down her cheek, which she quickly whipped away. "Are you okay?" I asked ready to kill the mother fucker who made her cry.
"Yeah." she said quietly.
I sighed. "No you aren't Kim. What's wrong" I asked. I don't really care that I am being all up on in her business, someone is going to pay for making her cry. I started to think really hard. "Is it because of your mom?" I asked quietly, looking at her sad face. It broke my heart to see her like this.
She nodded. "I'm going to miss her. I don't know when she will come back and I'm scared that this was a one time thing."
I did the only thing that felt right to do. I put my arms around her for the very first time. I hugged her tightly and I cherished the moment. My bare hands tingled as they touched her cold skin. She wasn't wearing a jacket so I'm guessing that she was happy for my warmth. She leaned into my hug. I could hear heart beating quicker and I could also hear her sobs. She knew I was allowing her to cry on my shoulder. She was trusting in me to not let her go.
"It's okay to miss her."
"She is my mom... I love her so much. It sucks that I only get to see her sometimes and sucks even more that she chose her career over me. Over her kids. I know she loves us, but I feel like she doesn't give a shit about us. You know she only calls every two weeks? Sometimes we don't even speak. And yesterday it felt like when I was younger and we'd talk for hours. We would go out and shop. She would do Mandy and my nails. It's not the same any more."
"I'm sorry." I said hugging her closer and breathing in her scent. Her hair smells like lavender.
We sat there for a while. I loved her so much more now that I know how vulnerable she is. How much she needs me to be there for her. I had been inconspicuously holding her hand for the past ten minutes. Her breathing had slowed meaning that her tears have stopped. It seems impossible for me to be able to love her anymore than I already have. But moments like these were she opens up to me make me fall in love with her even more.
Kim always hides. Most people think she is quiet but pretty cool. In reality she is just shy around people so she doesn't show her true self. But deep down inside she is hurting. She also hides that from not only everyone but her loved ones. Because when she's with her friends or family she puts on her tough charade. But today I saw her. Really saw her. With all of her fears and exasperations. My heart is swelling with the knowledge that she trusts me.
"Thank you." she whispered.
"No problem... You know I had come here to ask you something? But I don't think it's the right time."
She shook her head. "Go ahead."
Kim pulled away from my hug, causing me to frown. I quickly recovered though. I took a deep breath. "Can I see your hands?" Time for my ice breaking pick up line.
"That's why you came?"
I began laughing uncontrollably. Her expression was just so... so Kim? Yeah now I defiantly had to ask her now. No backing down...
to be continued...
yes indeed i think thats supposed to be a cliff hanger.*the music thing:i am not basing Kim after only. I love the Beatles, unfortunately she doesn't;i do like vampire weekend tho* thanks for the reviews it is nice to see this story is like so far. please review... you've already made it this far;so why not leave me some love? heehee well okkay ima go see toy story 3 tomorrow! -woot woot!- who else is going? |READ. ENJOY. REVIEW|
PLAYLIST::
-Here There and Everywhere by The Beatles
-Ottoman by Vampire Weekend
-Baby by Justin Bieber
-Obsession by Frankie J.
-I'm Yours by Jason Mraz
-Seven Nation Army by The White Stripes
-Lovely Rita by The Beatles