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Chapter 11
"I'm miles from where you are,
I lay down on the cold ground
I pray that something picks me up
And sets me down in your warm arms"
-Set the Fire to the Third Bar, Snow Patrol
We laid together in the darkness, the only light came from the neon "Vacancy" sign glowing outside our motel window. It was raining now; the soft patter of rain drops on the roof was mesmerizing to me. I was curled against Jacob in my usual spot, tucked away safely in the crook of his arm. My fingernails traced patterns a crossed his board chest, my ears listing to his steady heart beat. I was tired but I couldn't sleep, there was just far too much to think about. Billy's death had rattled me to my core, showed me that life cannot exist entirely of immortality and perfection. People die everywhere, everyday. But what happens to the immortals? Do they get a place in the great fade or is that reserved for others with far more temporary lives? If this wasn't enough to force away sleep, the thought of going home tomorrow to face whatever was killing the locals was. A sad realization came upon me just then. I didn't want to go back. I didn't want to face my family's perfection, their vast separation from mortality and society. I didn't want to go to school, I knew more that the teacher, and there was nothing left for them to teach me. I didn't want to go home and play "normal" again. I just wanted to start over, to stay here in Jacobs arms forever. He was everything to me, I didn't need anything else ever again as long as I had him.
And then the guilt came. Guilt for how much he has done for me. How much he had sacrificed. He left his home, his dying father, his family and friends, and for what? Just to follow selfish little me. All the things he has done for me and I couldn't give him the one thing he wants. The only thing he has ever asked me for. But still I tell him no, that I will never be his wife.
I sat up and crawled onto Jacob, straddling his body. His hand instinctively went to my hips as I leaned down to kiss him. I captured his face in my hands and moved my lip softly against his. He kissed me back, tenderly at first, then hard. He rolled us over effortlessly, pinning me underneath his weight, kissing slowly down my neck. My back arched and my body trembled as I felt his hands fumble with the draw strings on my pajama pants. Slowly he slid his hand dipped low, a gently touch and a brush of his thumb on my most sensitive spot made me cry out, clawing at the sheets. He didn't stop there, soon his hands found a steady rhythm as he brush and rubbed against me. A low fire began to build in the deepest parts of me, tighter and tighter my body tensed and rose. Jacob had touched me before but never as boldly as this. I felt like my skin would split, and I would burst apart into a million pieces, like a child's balloon filled with too much air. I was panting, withering under him, but still he kept going, bringing me over the edge until I saw stars. That feeling inside me grew and grew until my body was rippled with the explosion. Gently he brought me back down to earth, laying a gentle kiss onto my stomach and worked his way back up until he was kissing my lips again.
"I love making you look like that" he said into the side of my neck, pressing kisses to me as he spoke. I didn't answer; I was too busy making the best of my bodies aftershocks. I ran my hands over his chest, over the tight muscles of his stomach. Trembling, I began to move my hands lower, only to have them captured.
"That's enough for one night baby, were probably in enough trouble as it is" he told me.
"I don't want to stop. I want to do this for you" I said, trying not to sound too disappointed.
"Another night, we really have to go to bed. Were leaving early tomorrow morning"
"You know I love you, but your chipper morning attitude is really disheartening" I told him, kissing him softly one more time before he pulled away for the night. He chuckled against my lips and rolled back over onto his back. I immediately followed, curling my body back into my spot.
"I love you Jacob"
"Yeah, yeah, I love you to kid. Night Gloria Steinman"
"Stop calling me that" I scolded, hitting him with the pillow before finally closing my eyes until the morning.
