DISCLAIMER: I do not own Twilight or any of the characters mentioned in this story. They are the property of Stephenie Meyer, the Queen Bee of the Twilight Universe.
Once again I need to thank my beta Ashlie for helping me keep the story going.
Chapter 11
I was awakened by the sound of Jacob screaming and jumping out of the bed. I was completely disoriented. Holy Shit! What the fuck is going on? Are we having an earthquake? I don't wanna die!
"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! I'm so dead!!" I watched him run around in sheer panic, noticing we were still in our clothes and it was now light outside. I glanced at my alarm clock and realized it was just past eight in the morning. Oh my fucking God! We slept all night like that! Holy fuck! Jacob never made it home last night! I bet his dad is freaking the fuck out! I was suddenly panicked for him. I vaguely remembered my mother peeking her head into my room last night and shutting off the light, but I didn't think anything of it at the time. I quickly shot out of bed and Jacob and I were soon running down the stairs.
"Where's the fire?" my mom asked, meeting us at the bottom of the stairs. She was still in her bathrobe and her hair looked like a hornet's nest. Jacob was walking quickly in circles, swearing under his breath, and pulling his hair. He looks like he's going to have a fucking meltdown!
"I have to get home! I am in so much trouble it's not even funny! I can't believe I fell asleep…"
"Jacob!" My mother yelled as she grabbed him by the shoulders. "Jacob, listen to me. Relax! I called your father last night and told him you fell asleep and asked him if it was alright if you just stayed and he was fine with it. You're not in any trouble, dear."
"Really?" he asked looking down at her, and she nodded. "Oh thank God! I had no idea how I was going to explain that to him!" He collapsed down onto the steps, trying to catch his breath.
"I checked on you boys last night about eleven and noticed you were both completely passed out on top of the covers and decided I didn't want to disturb you so I called your dad," she said, looking at Jacob.
"Wait, how did you get my number?" Yeah, how did she get his number?
"There's only one Black in the phonebook, dear," she joked. Oh yeah! I knew that from when I worked myself into that manic fit last weekend because he never called me. "I hope you boys are hungry, I'm about to make breakfast. Pancakes or French toast?"
"I'm not sure I can even eat right now. I'll have to wait for my stomach to work its way out of my throat," Jacob joked, still trying to calm down.
"Do we have any granola?" I asked her. I hope so! She makes this Rocky Top French toast with granola and powdered sugar that's out of this world!
"French toast it is," she said with a big grin and turned toward the kitchen. I walked over to the stairs and popped a squat in front of Jake.
"You gonna calm down sometime today?" I teased, leaning my head against his knee.
"Already there." He brought his hand over and started running his fingers through my hair. Purr!
"Good morning by the way," I said, grinning up at him.
"Good morning," he replied, beaming down on me. "I can't believe we slept together." I cocked my head and looked at him. "Well, we didn't exactly sleep together but we were asleep in the bed…you know what I mean."
"Yes, I know what you mean," I said as I playfully rolled my eyes. "How did you sleep?"
"Like a freaking log! I had been tired all day from barely getting any sleep the night before because I was so goddamned worried about you. I'm surprised I didn't pass out sooner. Not to mention your bed is probably the most comfortable bed I've ever laid on. Plus, you kept me warm." He winked down at me which of course made me blush.
"You kept me warm! Holy shit, I was sweating when I woke up. You're like a fucking blast furnace," I joked.
"It's because you make me hot," he said seductively, lowering his head down to mine. Oh no you don't! I just woke up! I put my hand over my mouth and shook my head. He instantly grimaced. "I bet my breath is bad."
"No, Jake, it's mine I'm worried about!" I ran past him up the stairs to the bathroom. I grabbed my toothbrush, dabbed on some toothpaste and started brushing. I looked in the mirror and noticed Jacob standing against the doorframe with his arms crossed and grinning at me.
"That's hardly fair! You get to brush your teeth, and I can't." I spit the mouthful of foam into the sink, rinsed off my toothbrush, turned around, and raised it to him. "Really? You'd let me use your toothbrush?"
"Why not?" I asked. "It's not like we haven't swapped spit before." He grinned at me as he walked up to the sink and put a dollop of toothpaste on my brush. I couldn't help but smile while I stood watching him brush his teeth. Wow, I have definitely come a long way. Before, the thought of anyone else using my toothbrush was enough to make me heave. Now I actually like the thought of Jacob using my toothbrush.
"Now," he said after he wiped his mouth off with a hand towel. "Can I get that kiss?" I smirked wildly. I walked over to him and wrapped my arms around him. I leaned in and kissed him delicately on the lips. I leaned back, but kept my arms around him. We just stood in my bathroom staring into each other's eyes, both of us with contented smiles on our faces.
After a minute or two, I lead him out of the bathroom. When we reached the top of the stairs, Rosalie opened her door and yawned widely. Her hair was in complete disarray. She had on matching pink pajama tops and bottoms with little red hearts all over them and was wearing her glasses. Oh fuck! She is going to fucking slaughter me! She shot us a horrified look and slammed her door shut. I immediately burst into laughter.
"What is it?" Jake asked while I laughed the whole way down the stairs.
"HA! I am sure she's fucking livid in there right now!" He gave me a puzzled look as if he didn't comprehend why. "You saw Rose in the morning without her hair done or any make-up on. I don't think anyone, outside of my parents and I, has seen her like that like ever! She's probably scrambling in there right now to at least make herself presentable…or plotting your death." I was still laughing when Jake and I walked into the kitchen.
"What's so funny?" my mother asked while she flipped over a couple pieces of French toast.
"Jake saw Rose with no make-up on," I replied while chuckling.
"Uh-oh," Garrett laughed, shaking his head. "She's going to be on the warpath! You're toast, kid." he said to Jacob. "You may not make it out of here alive."
"I'm sure she's already out back digging a hole where she's going to dump your body," my mother chimed in, speaking directly to Jacob. "Would you like something to drink, dear? You know, before your impending demise?"
Jacob actually looked stunned. I wonder what he's thinking. "Umm, yes?" he said sounding more like a question.
"Get it yourself," she said as she smirked at him. "Glasses are in the cupboard."
"I'll get it," I said to him because he was looking around almost panicked trying to find the right cupboard. I grabbed a couple of glasses, poured some orange juice, and gave him one.
"Thanks," he said before he took a drink.
"I'm sorry it had to end like this, babe." I frowned at Jacob and put my arm around his shoulder. "It was fun while it lasted."
Just as I said this, Rosalie walked into the kitchen in light make-up, her hair pulled back into a pony tail, and no glasses. She had also changed her clothes and was now wearing a pink tank top and a pair of short shorts with the word 'Juicy' scrolled across the ass. She scowled at us when she walked by. "Shit! Take cover," Garrett laughed, ducking his head underneath his newspaper.
"Why are you here so early?" she scowled at Jacob. She grabbed my middle finger and twisted it backwards, sending me right to my knees.
"Ouch! Dammit, Rose!" I screamed at her. She let go and I got off my knees, stood up, and glared at her. Then she stopped to actually look at us and her jaw dropped. We were both still wearing the same clothes from last night.
"He stayed over?" she asked as she amazedly looked at Garrett and then my mom. Garrett shrugged his shoulders.
"The boys fell asleep last night and I didn't want to disturb them," my mother replied.
"I bet if Emmett fell asleep here, you wouldn't let him stay!" she accused, once again looking back and forth between them. Garrett groaned and rolled his eyes. He obviously wasn't touching that one with a ten-foot pole. My mother huffed and continued making breakfast.
"So, did you two play hide the sausage all night?" she smirked at me. I was about to tell her off but I didn't get a chance to because Jacob spit orange juice all over her. Dead man walking! Coming through!
"Oh my God! I'm sooo sorry!" Jacob said, looking completely mortified as he set his glass down on the counter. Her jaw clenched and her lips snarled as her face began to redden. Garrett looked up from his paper, looked at Rose and then at Jake, and shook his head.
"Run," was all he could say before she started a growl that grew into a scream. I set my glass on the counter and tugged his arm while I started running toward the back door. We ran out into the back yard, laughing the whole way. Rose was glaring at us from the doorframe when we turned to look back at the house.
"You have no power here! Now be gone, before somebody drops a house on you!" I yelled, doing my best impersonation of Glinda from 'The Wizard of Oz.' She rolled her eyes, huffed, and marched back into the house.
"Oh my God, I feel so bad!" Jacob said, trying not to laugh.
"Don't be." I laughed and grinned at him. "She had it coming." I took his hand and we slowly walked back toward the house. I peeked round the kitchen as we got to the door to see if Rose was still in there. Good. She's gone. She probably went to take a shower.
"All clear," Garrett said as he heard us walk in. He turned, looked at Jacob, and laughed. "But boy, do you have it coming. I wouldn't want to be in your shoes right now."
"It's okay, babe. I'll protect you," I said, grinning over at Jacob and intertwining my arm with his. My mother prepped us plates of her delicious Rocky Top French toast along with bacon and scrambled eggs. The four of us sat at the kitchen table, eating our breakfast and making small talk. I was amazed at how comfortable the whole situation felt. This is so surreal. I'm eating breakfast with my parents and my boyfriend, who stayed over last night by the way! And everything here feels…right. It just feels right, like Jacob belongs here with my family.
"Damn, I don't want to work today," Jacob said as we rinsed our dishes off in the sink.
"Do you have to? I mean, can't you call your dad and tell him you're not going?" I asked him. I didn't want him to go to work either. I wanted him all to myself today.
"Yeah, like that will go over well. 'Sorry, Dad. I can't make it in because I'm gonna be making out with my boyfriend all day.'" He suddenly looked around as he remembered we were not alone in the room. Garrett just smirked and shook his head and my mother lightheartedly giggled.
"Jake? Can I ask you something?" my mother asked him. Here we go. He nodded and she continued. "Does your dad know you're gay? I mean, last night when I called him, I wasn't exactly sure how much he knew so I didn't want to say too much…" She trailed off.
"Thanks again for that," Jacob smiled at her. "Yes, he's known for a few years now, but it's not something we ever talk about."
"Wow, a few years?" she asked, obviously astonished that he came out so young. "That's insane! How old were you? Thirteen? That's so young! What made you decide to do that?"
"Mom!" I said sternly, shaking my head at her. The light bulb immediately went off in her head and she finally understood.
"Oh! Did something happen to you?" she asked him. We both nodded and then she nodded in understanding. "Say no more," she said as she smiled sympathetically at him and walked around us to put the dishes away. He smiled politely at her, and we turned to leave the kitchen.
"Thanks for breakfast, Mrs. Hale," Jacob said as we were about to leave. "Everything was delicious."
"Please call me Kate dear, and you're welcome anytime." The way that she smiled at him I knew that she genuinely meant it. I knew she'd love him!
"Mr. Hale," Jacob said, nodding in acknowledgment of Garrett.
"Yes, Jacob, you're welcome anytime. And you can call me 'Your Excellency.'" I groaned and rolled my eyes, and Garrett chuckled lightly. "Garrett's fine, son."
"Thanks," Jacob said, grinning widely.
We walked into the living room and I couldn't help but frown at the thought of Jacob having to leave me right now. "Hey, I'm just going to my dad's garage. You look like I'm marching off to war or something," he joked at me.
"I know." I wrapped my arms around him and pulled him into a hug. "I just want you all to myself."
"I like the sound of that," he said, kissing my neck. "Hopefully I won't have to be there all day so maybe we can do something later." Hugging him I was once again hit with that 'pure sex' smell that he radiates. It immediately hit me below the belt.
"I have a few ideas." I pulled my head away and shot him a wicked grin.
"I bet you do." Bringing his finger up to trace my lips, his grin matched mine. I parted my lips and sucked his finger into my mouth, sucking gently on the tip of his finger and then engulfing the whole thing down to his knuckle. "God, you're getting me all horned up and I have to go to work. You're so bad," he whispered as he pulled his finger out of my mouth and leaned in to kiss me. "See?" He grabbed my hand and cupped it to his groin as his lips met mine again. Of course the python in his pants was up and ready.
"What time do you have to be there?" I asked, continuing to rub his throbbing member through his jeans.
"Ten-thirty." We both looked at his watch and instantly grimaced. 10:05! Fuck off!! We both groaned in unison. I removed my hand from his and brought it down to adjust myself since I was tenting uncomfortably in my jeans. This made him giggle and bite his bottom lip. "I'll do my damndest to get off early, but I should only be there until six at the absolute latest. Do you wanna do something after I get off?"
"I wanna do something to make you get off," I whispered as I leaned in to lick his ear. I could feel his body quiver when I licked my tongue along the side of his ear and down his neck.
"You really need to stop that or else I'm going to be beating off in my car as I drive," he joked. I'm not sure he's joking. I might use that thought to my advantage after he leaves.
"Fine," I said, sulking. "You better get going. But just so you know, when you leave here, I'm taking a nice hot shower. And I'll be thinking of you when I'm lathering up and down my body, paying a little extra attention…down below." I licked my lips and rubbed my crotch. His eyes fluttered a little bit before closing. He deeply exhaled.
"You are evil, and you must be destroyed," he said, doing a spot-on Ouiser Boudreaux. He then grinned and pulled me into a hug. "Really, love. I have to go. I'll call you when I get home from the shop." Love! He called me Love! Swoon! He leaned in and kissed me briefly, but passionately on the lips. "I love you." He absolutely beamed at me when he said this.
"I love you, too. Now go make mama some money," I said as I pushed him toward the door. This made him guffaw loudly. He stopped in the door frame as I held it open. He kissed me again before turning down the stairs and walking to his car. I stood in the doorway and watched him get in his car. We exchanged glances and smiles before he backed out my driveway and drove down the street. I walked up stairs and encountered Rosalie just as she was coming out of her room, drying her hair with a towel.
"I am sooo going to beat his ass the next time I see him!" Rosalie hissed at me.
"C'mon, Rose. He didn't mean it. But you only have yourself to blame. If you didn't blow us all away with your incredible wit, he wouldn't have spit on you." She took the towel and snapped me right in the arm with it. "Oww, bitch!"
She smirked and walked back toward her room while I turned and walked toward mine. "Hey," she called out to me, just as I was about to shut the door. "So, nothing really happened last night?" she asked, cocking an eyebrow. I shook my head. Well, I did tell him I loved him and he said he loved me back.
"Actually," I interjected. I started walking down the hall toward her room, "something did happen." Her interest immediately peaked. "I…accidently blurted out that I loved him," I said really quickly after the initial pause. I winced a little bit after the words left my mouth. Her jaw dropped before she stared laughing.
"You're kidding, right?" she asked. I shook my head. "How did it happen? What did he say?"
"It just kind of slipped. I thought for sure I freaked him out. He sat there for a second and didn't react. Finally, he pulled me into a bear hug and told me he loved me too and was too scared to say it."
"So, do you?" she asked.
"Do I what?" I responded although I knew exactly what she meant.
"Do you love him? You said it slipped. Did you mean it?"
I paused for a second and a blissful grin filled my face before nodding. "Yes I meant it. I really do love him."
"You gays fall in love at the drop of a hat," she grinned, turning toward her room. I smirked and walked back to mine. She interrupted me again just as I was about to close my door. "Oh, and Jazz? I'm happy for you." She smiled and then shut her door.
I closed my door and threw myself on my bed. I grabbed the pillow Jacob was laying on and inhaled deeply when I brought it to my face. It was soaked with a concentrated dose of his luscious scent. I couldn't help but sigh and smile while tightly hugging the pillow. So, this is what it's like to be in love.
I had a bunch of time to kill so I did some laundry and studied a bit for my upcoming Chemistry quiz. I even managed to sit with Garrett and watch a little college football which wasn't all that unpleasant. He ended up getting pissed because Stanford couldn't even beat Wake Forest, who is apparently supposed to suck. I knew Stanford had always sucked so that was nothing new to me. He also seemed really excited about some game later between USC and Ohio State. Meh, who cares? I just hope Jacob gets off work before then!
I decided to spend a little time online, which I hadn't done in quite a while. I logged onto my Facebook page, something that I hadn't checked since before school started. I had messages from the few friends I had back in San Francisco, most of them wondering if I'd gone and killed myself because I hadn't responded. I updated my status and wrote a couple of them back. I then noticed I had eleven new friend requests, including everyone from the HoFam with the exception of that bitch Lauren, which was fine with me. I also had a friend request from Emmett Cullen.
I wasn't even done adding all my friends when I had a notification that Edward Cullen had posted something on my wall. Wow, apparently he has no life either. I clicked over to look at it.
Edward Cullen It's about time! :)
I couldn't help but laugh before I commented back. I then took the time to look around everyone's profiles, especially their pictures. Jessica had by far the most pictures out of anyone, most of which were her sticking out her chest trying to make her boobs look bigger than they were. Eric Yorkie, on the other hand, only had one picture, and it wasn't a very flattering one at that.
Jacob had a few pictures from when he was younger including this one of him when he had to have been about seven or eight years old. He looked so adorable with his hair just about chin length. He still had that big toothy grin I loved, although a couple teeth were missing at the time. I stared at the picture a while, noticing there was something that just seemed off. It was almost as if it was cropped or something.
I was looking at Edward's page later and came across a picture of him from when he was about the same age as the picture with Jacob. His bronze hair was tame back then and was shaped in this cute little bowl cut. His big green eyes were brilliant even then, and when he grinned, his two front teeth were missing. Looking at this picture, I instantly figured out what was off with Jacob's. I pulled up the two pictures, placed them side by side, and realized they were two halves of the same picture.
I stared at the combined picture for quite some time, thinking about what each of them had told me about their respective pasts. To me, this picture single-handedly represented how they used to be two halves of the same whole that was now severed down the middle. It made me a little sad to see their happy little faces in this picture and then think about what has become of them since. I wonder if they will ever be friends again. Yeah, I know a lot has happened in the last three years but I hope that they will both be able to move past it. Just in the last couple weeks, I've already noticed a vast improvement.
The phone rang, interrupting my thoughts. YAY! He got off early! I ran to the phone but Rosalie beat me to it. Her face lit up as soon as she answered so I knew it was Emmett. Damn! I was starting to go stir-crazy being cooped up in the house so I decided to go for a walk. It wasn't raining, and it wasn't cold so all in all pretty good weather. I ended up only walking a couple blocks before I noticed Angela and a pair of young boys out in the yard in front of a little blue house playing around with a bat and ball. Shit, I didn't realize she lived this close. But then again, everyone in this town apart from Edward Cullen must live within a few blocks of me.
"Hey!" she exclaimed as I walked into her yard. "How's your weekend going?" She pitched a plastic ball to the one boy who hit it while the other one chased it down.
"Good so far. I'm just waiting for Jacob to get home from work so we can go do something," I said, beaming as soon as I mentioned the name Jacob.
"So, everything's still good with you guys? No more spontaneous visits from Edward Cullen?" She grinned and winked at me.
"Nope. No visits from Edward. But yeah, Jacob and I are great." I took a seat on her porch steps. "He kind of stayed over last night." I smiled awkwardly at her, and she looked shocked, yet amused.
"Ashton, Alex, go play in the house," she ordered, eagerly taking a seat next to me on the steps.
"Aww," the one boy groaned. "C'mon Angie! Do we have to?"
"Well, go play in the back yard then, but don't leave the fence!" The boys grabbed their ball and bat and ran toward the back yard, shouting the whole way.
"They seem like a handful. How old are they?"
"They're both five and just started kindergarten. Your mom is actually their teacher. They like her because she lets them color and play outside when the weather's nice. Now, enough about the twins," she said, pulling in closer to me. "Tell me about Jacob staying over. What did you tell your mom? Does she think you're just friends?" Fuck, I guess I never told her about my talk with my mom.
"Actually, she knows everything." Her eyes bugged out and her jaw dropped. "She kind of caught us kissing so I had to spill the beans."
"What? When? Tell me everything!" She was obviously excited for the details. I told her the story about how Jacob came over that night to apologize and how my mom caught us kissing. Then I told her about the tequila shots and how my mom always knew I was gay and even how Garrett reacted. Lastly I told her about the family dinner the previous night that included both Jacob and Emmett Cullen, and how Jacob and I passed out on my bed.
"Oh, and I told Jacob that I loved him," I said really fast, not sure if I wanted her to catch it.
"Oh my God! That's great!" she exclaimed as she hugged my side. "You two are so good together. I'm so happy for you!"
"Thanks," I said, beginning to blush. "I think we're good together too." We made small talk, periodically checking on the twins, who were still playing in the back yard. We talked about school, and our upcoming Chemistry quiz as well as many of the people in our class. Eventually, we ended up on the topic of Edward Cullen.
"I've known Edward since we were basically their age," she said, motioning toward the twins who were noisily running around playing a game of god-knows-what. "He's always been kind of arrogant in a way. I mean, like he's always had to try to out do everyone else at everything. You know…that type of thing."
"I see him a little bit differently. Yeah, I still see the cocky exterior he exudes. It's kind of hard not to see that," I said, chuckling. "But deep beneath that cocky exterior I see a kid who is vulnerable and unsure of himself and has quite a bit of self-loathing going on thanks to the whole Jacob thing." I cringed as soon as the words left my mouth. It's not your secret to spill, Jazz!
"What Jacob thing? Why did you react like that? Is there something you're not telling me?" She was immediately intrigued. How much can I tell her without disclosing everything? Well, it's not like Edward's still in the closet. Sticking his tongue down my throat in Trig pretty much sealed that deal.
"How much do you remember from junior high and before? I mean, concerning Jake and Edward?" If she can guess it, then I'm off the hook!
"Well, back in grade school and up until eighth grade, those two were tied at the hip. Then things changed. There was a rumor going around back then that Jake tried to kiss Edward or something. Jacob had a really rough time after that and ended up in that hospital for a while around the time his mom died. After Jake got out of that hospital, he was like a completely different person. I mean, he was suddenly confident and wouldn't take anyone's crap anymore. This is when he finally announced to everyone that he was gay and didn't care what they thought. But after that, Edward and Jake were never the same. Wait, does Edward feel guilty about that?" I nodded as she sat there looking pensive.
"Wait!" she exclaimed as if something clicked. She grabbed my hand and stared me dead in the face. "They were a thing back then, weren't they?" I didn't respond but she took my non-response as a confirmation. "You know, I used to think Edward was such a jerk for not wanting to be friends with Jacob because he was gay, especially considering how close they had been before. But I guess the truth of the matter was that he didn't want people to find out he was gay by association. Everything makes total sense now. Wow." Damn, she's good!
"Only a couple of people know this so please keep it to yourself. I don't want Jake and Edward to get pissed at me for thinking I'm telling everyone their business."
"Don't worry, I won't. I can't believe you've been here for like two weeks and already have their whole situation figured out. I've been trying to figure it out for three years!" She giggled and shook her head. "So Edward feels bad for treating Jake so badly? You'd never know it by the way they act now."
"That aggression we all see turns out to be more one-sided than I think most people realize. Edward would actually like to be able to make amends, but Jake is holding this bitter grudge against him. I mean, if I were Jake, I probably would too, but I see how torn up Edward is about the whole thing, and I can't help but feel bad for him. He let his fear cripple him and get in the way of their friendship."
"You and Edward have talked about this?" she asked inquisitively.
"Remember the other day when Jake got pissed at me when I told him that Edward came over?"
"Ahh," she said as she nodded and grinned.
"Yeah, we talked a lot that night after he came over to apologize. He basically spilled everything to me that had been eating away at him. That's when I finally got a glimpse of the real Edward Cullen. You know, the sad, vulnerable kid hiding behind the façade. I couldn't help but feel for him because I could somewhat relate to what he was going through."
"I hope they will be able to work out their differences someday. Maybe it'll be easier now that Edward's out?" She almost sounded hopeful and doubtful at the same time as she spoke.
"Maybe. I'm not too sure, but I really want to try to help them work on it. You know, almost be like a mediator or something. I can see that they are both still really hurt by the whole situation so I think if they could somehow manage to talk things through that they might start getting past it. I know there's three years of bad blood and resentment that won't simply disappear overnight, but I'm optimistic."
We sat in the back yard and watched her little brothers play, not really saying much of anything. Man, I wish I had that kind of energy, I thought to myself as I watched the boys run around. I looked down at my watch and noticed it was half past four. Jake should be getting off soon! I stood up and she looked at me.
"What are you guys doing tonight?" she asked. "Wanna hang out or something?"
"Sure, that'd be fun. I don't think we have anything solid planned so we could work something out. What do you have in mind?"
"I don't know. Maybe we could go to Port Angeles and see a movie or something? I'll have to see if someone else wants to come though. I don't want to be the third wheel." She pursed her lips and grinned at me.
"Let's make it a group night. Who else should we invite?"
"I'll call Bella. She'll definitely be up for it. It's not like she probably has any plans since she hasn't called me and Jake's going to be with you."
"You make her sound like a loser," I said, jokingly.
"I don't mean it like that. But you have seriously cut into her 'Jake time,'" she said finger-quoting the words.
"Then she should definitely come. I don't want her getting mad at me because she thinks I'm monopolizing all of his time."
"Please Jasper," she said, rolling her eyes at me. "Bella couldn't be happier for you two. She's been really close to Jake for long enough to see how happy you make him." I blushed. I make him happy. I remembered back to that day in the cafeteria when I realized that all I really wanted to was to make that boy happy. I couldn't help but feel giddy over this. "I'll make a few calls and maybe we'll meet up here at seven. How does that sound?"
"Sounds good. I'll talk to Jake and see if he's game but I don't see why he wouldn't be. How about I call you or send you a Facebook message or something when I know for sure."
"Oh, you finally checked it?" she asked, smirking at me. "I was wondering if you just didn't want to be my friend."
"Nah, I just kind of forgot about it. That's all." I said as I chuckled. "I'm gonna head home now. Hopefully Jake will have called while I was out. Wait, I don't think I have your number." I fumbled in my pockets to see if I had anything to write her number down on but I came up empty.
"I'll just send you a message on Facebook," she said. We stood up and walked around to the front of the house. "Alright then. I'll see you tonight!"
"See ya, Ang." I started walking down the street back toward my house. I was half-tempted to jog just because I couldn't wait to get there to see if I had any messages. I ended up getting home in about five minutes and barged through the front door as soon as I got there.
"Anyone call while I was out?" I asked my mother and Garrett who were both sitting in the living room watching TV.
"I wouldn't know," Garrett said, rolling his eyes. "Rose has been on the phone almost all day." I ran upstairs and banged on her bedroom door.
"What?" She hissed at me, holding the phone to her chest after she opened the door.
"Did Jacob call?" I asked. Please say he called!
"Yeah, he called twice, and the last time was about a half hour ago. He wants you to call him back." I raised my eyebrows as if to say 'I can't call him if you're hogging the damn phone all day.' We really need cell phones. She rolled her eyes and started to shut the door.
"Please?" I basically begged her as I jammed myself between the door and the frame. "I'll be quick, I promise."
"Ugh, fine. Emmett?" she said into the receiver. "I'll call you back in a little bit. Jasper needs to use the phone." Her face stretched into a grin. "Yes, he needs to call Jacob." She listened for a few seconds and then laughed loudly. "Let me check. Emmett wants to know if you need to call him so you two can coordinate what you're going to wear." I could hear him chortling through the phone.
"Ha! Ha!" I yelled sarcastically into the phone. "Very funny." This only made him laugh harder. I held out my hand, motioning for the phone.
"Alright, Em. I'll call you back in a little bit…mmkay. Bye." She hung up the phone and handed it to me.
"Thank you!" I shouted and I took the phone and ran with it. My fingers couldn't dial fast enough. Please pick up! Please pick up!
"Hello?" I didn't recognize the voice on the other end. It was a voice of what sounded like a teenage boy.
"Hi, may I please speak with Jacob?" I asked politely.
"Yeah, just a sec. JAKE!" the voice screamed out. "Oh, may I ask who's calling?"
"Jasper," I said, suddenly nervous about the boy that Jacob had over. Oh, quit being so damn insecure. He loves you, remember?
"Oh, it's Jasper," he called out in a silly voice and began making kissy noises while he laughed. I heard Jacob shout 'give me that.'
"Sorry about that," Jacob said into the phone. "That's my cousin Quil, and he's an idiot. Anyway. Hi!" It was like I could see him standing right in front of me, showering me in sunshine.
"Hi, yourself," I said. "How was work?"
"My dad let me go around four which was awesome. I tried calling you but Rosalie said you were out."
"Yeah, I went for a walk and ended up down at Angela's. That reminds me. Are we still on for tonight?"
"I hope so. Why? What do you have planned?"
"Angela wanted to get a small group of us together to maybe go up to Port Angeles and catch a movie. You interested?"
"Sure, sure. Sounds like fun. I just need to call Bella first…"
"Already taken care of," I interrupted. "I think Angela already called her."
"Sweet! What are we going to see?" I could tell he was excited by the idea.
"I have no idea. All I know is that we're supposed to meet at Angela's around seven. Want me to call her and tell her we're in? Actually, let me check with the rents first and make sure it's okay, because I am grounded after all, but I still think I should be able to go. Let's plan on it anyway, and I'll call you and let you know if things fall through. Anyway, I need to give the phone back to Rose before she flips out on me."
"Yeah, I really should check with my dad too, especially after staying out all night last night," he chuckled.
"Did he say anything about that?" I wondered.
"Nah, not too much. He was just glad your mom called to let him know where I was. Although he did spend half the day asking me questions about you, but we'll talk about that later." Tell me now, dammit! Rosalie was standing in my doorway, holding her hand out for the phone.
"Yes, we will talk about that later. Okay, I gotta go. I'll see you tonight, Jake."
"I'm looking forward to it. Oh, and check your Facebook," he said as he giggled.
"Why? Did you post something on my page?"
"Maybe. Just check it. Oh, and Jasper…I love you." His voice smoldered into the phone.
"I love you too," I said as my heart started fluttering. Rosalie leaned against the doorway, smiled at me, and sighed. "Bye, Jake." He responded, I hung up the phone and gave it to her. She continued to stand and smile at me after I gave her the phone. "What?" I asked her.
"Nothing. It's just the first time I heard you say that to him. It was sweet, that's all." She turned and walked out of the room, carrying the phone. I ran downstairs to ask for permission to go to Port Angeles tonight and they both agreed.
"Just call if you're going to be too late," my mom said. "Oh, and do you still have what I gave you last night or do you need another one?"
"MOM!" I yelled as Garrett started chortling. "Yes I still have it and no, I don't need another one. Jeez!"
I marched into the other room and sat down at the computer. I logged into Facebook and had the number nine in that little red balloon that pops up on the low right hand side of the page. I also noticed I had a status request up at the top. I clicked on it. It read "Jacob Black has changed his relationship status and listed that he is in a relationship with you. Click 'Accept' to confirm." I thought on it for a split second and then accepted. I'm sure all my friends back in San Francisco will be shocked to see that. Well, if my family is any indication, they've probably been planning my coming out party since kindergarten.
I also had wall posts from Jacob, Angela, Bella, Tyler, Ben, Jessica, and Edward, and Eric Yorkie wanted me to join his Mafia Wars team. I responded to a couple people, sent Angela a message about tonight, and ignored Eric's invitation. Afterward, I ran upstairs to start getting ready. It was already after five, and we had to meet at seven. I took a little extra time in the shower to polish off a good one since Jake and I weren't going to be alone tonight and I couldn't be tenting my pants all night.
I didn't have too much trouble picking out clothes, considering I just threw on my favorite jeans and a pastel green polo. I was finished getting ready by about a quarter after six and decided to join Garrett, who was sitting in the living room watching that football game he had been anticipating. I didn't really care about the game, but it kept my mind occupied until I had to leave, although I did want to see Ohio State's marching band. I remembered hearing they were the best damn band in the land or something.
I got up after halftime and announced I was heading out. My mom called me into the kitchen just as I was about to leave. I walked in and she was standing there with her hand clutched and extended toward me. Jesus Christ! I don't need another goddamn condom! I groaned and brought my hand up to hers. She dropped a couple of folded twenty dollar bills into my hand and smiled.
"Have a good time tonight, dear."
"Thanks, Mom," I said leaning in and kissing her cheek. I walked out the front door and started the hike down to Angela's. It took me about five minutes to get there. I knew I must have been a little early when I walked up because I didn't notice Jacob's Rabbit or Bella's behemoth of a truck out front. I climbed the stairs and rang the doorbell. Angela opened it after a few seconds.
"C'mon on in," she said, gesturing me into the house. I walked in, looked around, and felt instantly out of place. There were crosses and pictures of Jesus all over the walls. Note to self, no swearing in her house or I might be struck dead. It also sounded quiet which I wasn't expecting after watching her little brothers run around all morning.
"Where are the boys?" I asked as she led me into the living room and we had a seat on the couch.
"My parents took them uptown to eat." Just as she said this, the doorbell rang and she swiftly jumped up to grab it. I sat in the living room, trying not to look at this one picture of Jesus that stared at me no matter where I was in the room. Angela came around the corner with Jacob and Bella in tow. Jacob of course looked marvelous wearing that black polo he wore on the first day of school and a pair of light colored jeans. Is it sad that I still remember what he wore that day? His hair was tucked behind one ear, as usual, but was wet as if he had showered recently.
I immediately rose to my feet and walked over to him. We wrapped our arms around each other. "I missed you today," he said he gave me a quick peck on the lips. I couldn't help but glance over at that picture that was still staring at me. Stop judging me!
"I missed you, too," I said as I pecked his lips again.
"Ugh, you two are killing me here!" Bella groaned and then winked at us.
"Can it, woman!" Jacob teased. "So, are we ready to go?" We stood there with our arms wrapped around one another, facing the door.
"We're just waiting on one more," she said, peering out the window, "who has actually just arrived. Now we can go." We filed out the front door and three of us instantaneously stopped on the porch when we saw who we were waiting on while Angela breezed right by us, walking down the steps. I looked out on to the street to see a shiny, silver Volvo parked along the curb, and Edward Cullen making his way up the sidewalk. He was wearing a maroon polo, a pair of faded jeans, and his hair was more orderly than it normally was. He sheepishly smiled up at the three of us who stood staring open mouthed at him. Angela! What did you do?
"Just in time, Edward," Angela called out to him. "Are we ready?" she asked the three of us, as she stood at the bottom of the steps, jiggling her keys. I walked down the steps, dragging Jacob behind me and went up to Edward. Jacob groaned but I elbowed him lightly in the side.
"Did you know about this?" he whispered in my ear, and I shook my head.
"Hi Edward," I said, smiling at him. I made a point not to smile too big because I didn't want Jacob to get the wrong impression.
"Hello Jasper, Angela, Bella…Jacob" he barely muttered, smiling yet looking extremely anxious. He looked down and began fidgeting with his hands. I bet he is nervous. I would be too if I were him. Poor guy looks like he's going to tuck his tail and piss his pants! Angela smiled, Bella raised her hand and half-ass waived, and Jacob simply nodded once.
"I'll drive," Angela said, walking toward her reddish-brown Oldsmobile station wagon parked in the driveway.
"Shotgun!" Bella immediately chimed in. Great, I'm going to have to ride bitch because there's no way those two will be able to sit that close. We walked to the car, and Angela hung back for a second to catch me.
"I figured I'd help you along with your mission," she whispered in my ear, referring to our conversation earlier in the day about trying to work on them.
Edward walked around to the driver's side and got in the back seat. I climbed in before Jacob and sat on the hump between Jacob and Edward. I glanced to my left and Edward smiled apologetically at me. I glanced to my right to see Jacob staring out the window with a pissed-off look on his face. This is going to be painful!
Credit Notes: 'The Wizard of Oz' was based on the book 'The Wonderful Wizard of Oz' by L. Frank Baum and adapted into a movie in 1939 (wow, I can't believe it's been nearly 70 years!) The screenplay was written by Noel Langley, Florence Ryerson, and Edgar Allen Woolf. The original movie rights are owned by MGM and with Warner Brothers having distributing rights. The movie was directed by Victor Fleming and starred the queen of all gay icons Judy Garland. It's only fitting to have a reference to this movie in this story since the main characters are after all, 'Friends of Dorothy.' ;-) "You have no power here! Now be gone, before somebody drops a house on you!" is a direct quote from the movie. No copyright infringement intended, but it's such a good line I had to use it!
'Ouiser Boudreax' is a character from 'Steel Magnolias.' (What? Another 'Steel Magnolias reference? No way!) Go look at previous chapters for the appropriate credit information. "You are evil, andyou must be destroyed" is a direct quote from the movie. No copyright infringement intended.