Chapter 11
A/N:
First new and improved chapter. Hope you like it!
Bella's cold little body was warm in the morning, pressed up against his. Her back slightly arched, up against his chest. Her breathing even, her head tilted forwards, her mouth a straight, relaxed line. The blanket pulled around her waist, tucked in at her knees, and her lower legs were exposed.
Jacob's breathing was fast, just as it always was. His heated skin keeping the bed at a rather warm temperature. His legs, hidden beneath the purple comforter, were lightly touching Bella's, his knees bent in hers.
He was flush against her back, an arm winded around her waist. The other, twirled around her hair, rested at the back of her neck.
Though the bed was small, they fit together as if one person, so with each other. They loved as one. In the short time they were together, they had become almost in sync.
JPOV
I was walking through the woods, searching aimlessly for who-knows-what. My fingers brushed low tree leaves, and leafy bushes. My bare feet sunk into the ground, but never got dirty. I was naked, just like after I phased. I hardly noticed though. I was looking, looking…
I broke through the trees, tilting my head, looking all around.
She was there.
With her back facing me, standing, her head tilted towards the sun, taking it in. her palms faced the earth, her wrists touching her bare thighs. She was completely indecent, completely bare. Her hips were defined, and her legs were full, but slim. Her arms were light, and looked as if they could have small muscle under the surface. Her back-bone was above her skin, beautifully curved and graceful looking. Her hair swung slightly wavy, and semi-curly down her back, swinging in a light breeze that was just coming too. It was cool, and sent a little shiver through my body.
It took a step, then another. I made my way to her, and could only think of one thing.
Beautiful. Bella. How fitting the name seemed to me now.
Once at her side, her hand flipped up, taking mine. She looked me in the eyes, not smiling, but obviously glowing with happiness.
I felt a pull to her, something I had never felt before. I wanted to protect her, from what I don't know. I wanted to have her as all mine, which I knew she was. She was mine…
In the dimly-lit night, the moon shined down, making both of our skins a blue-tinted white color. There was something else, too. Something felt out of place.
I looked around, and my eyes found a spot just near where I came into this clearing. There was a paler figure, coming out towards us, also nude, but sickeningly paler then anything normal. He smiled an evil curve, making me feel the unnaturalness about him.
He started walking swiftly towards us, and Bella turned, too, looking over her sholder at him. She gasped a little, and came closer to me, almost hiding behind my shoulder. I culd feel her cold breath on my neck, and braced an arm protectively around her waist from the front.
He came closer and closer, gaining on me and my Bella. I pushed out a hand.
A light came from my and, pure and bright, a yellow color. It shot at him, and instead of sparkling like the freaking pansy he was, he shrieked, and fell to the ground. His skin, turning red and orange, burned and fell off in chunks. I held my hand, somewhat surprised, but not stopping. I watched as each piece of his skin broke, and fell in embers. His eyes, now pleading, were a disguising black color. His mouth, open in pain, had two pointed teeth, glistening with the venom that could kill.
After a few moments, all that was left was a pile of ashes, and the light died out. I looked at my hand turning it, and examining it, wondering what had just happened. Another hand, smaller, and daintier fit into mine. I noticed then, a silver ring began to slowly dissolve there, on her finger, not there before. I looked at her stood back. I watched a change, as if her life in this place, in fast forward. Her face, not only glowing now, but a smile spreading. Her face had so much life, and then she looked down.
I followed her own eyes, down past her bared breasts, to her stomach.
It was different now, a swell, bumping out. I was over come with joy, and I reached out my free hand to touch it, pressing my entire palm against it, feeling a pleasant motion beneath my hand.
I leaned in, kissing her gently against the lips, pulling away, and smiling again. The image before me slowly started to dissolve, fuzzing around the edges into darkness.
I awoke somewhat startled, but didn't move suddenly, because it took less that a second to remember where I was. Curled around Bella's back, my arm gripped Bella's waist. It was just a dream. I thought to myself. But it could be real. It could be so very real…
She squirmed a little, pressing back into me, then turning slightly, so she was facing more upwards. So peaceful in her sleep, no worries, she was obviously not having a nightmare right now. I let my hand trace across her skin, starting at her face, trailing my fingers across her head, around her cheekbones, dancing across her eyelids, lips, and chin. A whisper of a touch, barley grazing the skin.
They followed the line down her throat, but stopped at the top of her little shirt, thin strapped and light pink. I touched the top, and curved away down her side, feeling each rib, and finding my way to the top of her hip. I pivoted my fingers, reaching down farther to her thigh, her knee, and then I came back up, placing my hand on her hip again. I leaned my head forward, smelling her hair. It was a light, strawberry scent. It was a soft feeling against my rough hand, curling softly here and there. It was dark brown, just like her eyes. I loved it.
Her eyes fluttered, but didn't open. She sighed, and turned until her chest was against mine. I adjusted, and she curled into me. Her breathing was even, flowing against my chest. Her cold hands were balled up slightly, and they rested just below my neck.
I wrapped my arms around her, and she snuggled closer. I was pretty sure she was awake now, but I didn't want to wake her if she wasn't. I was content enough to stay this way forever.
But then I remembered why I came here.
When Bella did wake up, I had to know what I was going to say to her. I had to know why… It hadn't happened yet, and I think I knew… I had to find out…
Bella shifted again, this time, her hands spread, her fingers touched up on my throat. She arched her back, and stretched, before her eyes slid open, blinked three times, and focused slightly on mine. She smiled and reached up her face to kiss mine.
"You stayed," She said, sliding her cheek against mine, whispering in my ear, her hands turning up to cup my face. I rubbed her back with my thumbs, kissing her head.
"Go get… whatever out of the way." I tried to say nicely, not being rude. She smiled, and swung her legs around the side of the bed, stood, stretched, and pulled her hair away from her face. Her little shirt ridded up around her ribs, the bottoms of them, and I smiled in though that she was mine… in a sense. We were each others. She wasn't particularly wearing bottoms… probably because she didn't think that I would be coming last night. Her panties were the same unmistakable green color that I had seen a few days ago at the hotel, and lacy, just like I thought. They barley cover her backside, and were so nice on her, I almost voiced my opinion. But I didn't want to embarrass her.
Too late. The minute she realized her attire, she pulled down her shirt, and blushed slightly, as she made her way to the bathroom across the hall.
I rolled over, sitting up. I pulled a hand across my face, and rubbed my eyes. I looked around for a shirt, and saw one of mine on the floor. I knew I had given it to Bella, and I didn't want to take it back now. Guess I'd just go shirtless than.
I heard the water go on, and I walked over to the window I had entered the night before. Charlie's cruiser was gone, so Bella and I had the day together.
The scent of strawberry filled the air and I remembered, Bella's hair, her shampoo. I smiled to myself, and left the room, trying not to hit my head on the low door frames. After taking on the stairs, I headed to the kitchen to hopefully make something for Bella. The clock said that it was already lunch time, and my stomach gurgled angrily. Looking in the cupboards carefully, I found ingredients to make omelets, with ham and cheese and green peppers that would go bad if I didn't use them. I hope she liked them.
I flipped and cracked, and cut, and got a few cuts myself, which I was surprised to see disappeared before I could press a cloth to it. I made toast, too, and set butter on the table, and some juice, and milk.
"Wow." I heard Bella, stepping around and off the stairs. She had put her pajama's back on, but was now wearing shorts, too. Her hair was in a ponytail, and she was leaning against the door frame.
"I hope you like omelets."
She sniffed the air. "Mm, I do." She groaned a little and looked at the clock. "I'm starved."
"Same."
She smiled at me as I slid her egg onto her plate, pieces of green, pink, yellow, and orange sprinkling the in-and ex-terrier.
She took a seat, crossing her thin legs under the table, and picked up her fork. She examined the piece she had, before popping it in her mouth, and groaning in approval. I did the same, but ate much more, and much faster. It was silent except the sound of forks and chewing. After 10 minutes, she picked up her napkin, dabbed her face, and said a quite, "Thank you."
"Of course." I rubbed her leg with my foot. She jumped a little but then shivered, and blushed.
"You wanna head down to La Push today? First Beach is calling our name…"
"Sure… let me go get changed."
She stood, whipping her legs off, and turned for the stairs. I couldn't help but follow her, quietly. I had to make my point clear before we did anything else.
When I turned into her room, she had already changed her pants, and was now wearing jeans. I caught her just as…
She had no shirt on, facing away from me, but then pulled her bra through her arms, and secured it, pulling on a tee-shirt.
I knocked, and she turned and smiled, seeming a little embarrassed that I might have just saw what happened.
"Bella…I, I have to ask you something…"
She walked over to the little bed, sat, and patted the spot next to her.
"Well… you know about… me." I whispered, looking down at her hand before grabbing it in mine. "My dad… he told me everything. If you want to hear…" She nodded. I opened my mouth, and let everything spill, saving the best for last.
"And, well," I was finishing up. "There's this thing… called imprinting. Its how, the wolves back a long time ago, would find their mate. No one else mattered. They could be a lover, a fried, or a brother to her. But they love her, no matter what. She had a choice, too. She can say no. But usually, she doesn't." I looked away.
"Oh." She pulled her hands away from mine, sitting on them. "I see." She looked a little disappointed.
"What, Bella?" I questioned, worried now.
"You… you imprinted on someone else. We weren't meant to be." I thought I saw a tear escape her eye, but she wipped it away.
"What? Of course not, Bella. I haven't imprinted. That's the problem."
She looked at, a little confused.
"I can tell… your suppose to be my imprint. Bella, we were made for each other. But… you haven't chosen me yet. You still think, in some sub-conisous part of your mind, that he'll come back, and we can't be imprinted if you still love him. If… you don't want me, I'd understand, but…"
Her lips were on mine, her hands pressed tightly against my face. She opened her mouth, and I mimicked her, grabbing the tops of her arms.
"Jacob…" She said against my lips, my eyes still closed. Her hands now in my hair. "I choose you."
With those words, I through her back against the bed, balancing myself on top of her. I kissed her passionately, letting my lips wander down her neck. She shivered when I pressed m tongue gently to the base of her throat, and moaned a little. "Jacob."
I loved it. But I hated that I hadn't felt it yet. I didn't know what I was suppose to feel, but Billy said I would know. Crazy old man.
Being as careful as I could in the situation, I sucked the piece of skin into my mouth, tasting it, grazing it with my teeth, and sucking it, softly, but still hard. Hard enough to be able to hear Bella beneath me, whithering, moaning, saying my name, over and over again. I loved it so much, loved that I had Bella here, and so in love with me.
I pulled away, kissing the sensitive little area of skin that was now taking on a purplilish color. Oh god, I hope I didn't hurt her…
"Are you okay? Did I hurt you?"
She didn't awnser, but her gasping breaths told me I didn't, and she pressed a kiss to my neck, whispering "Look at me."
I did, and in that moment, everything changed. It was like she had said, I choose you, Jacob. I choose her, and now, we had each other. It felt as if… gravity wasn't holding me to the earth anymore. She was. She was a point at which everything seemed so incredibly amazing, nothing else mattered.
I was imprinted on Bella.
"Thank you!" I almost screamed, diving back down to kiss her, becoming so over filled with joy, and I know she felt it, too. Nothing could ever come between us. Not the leeches, or any guy in town. Everything I'd ever dreamed about with Bella could happen now.
"Bella, I love you." Pulling back to look in her eyes. I sighed over what I saw there. Love, pure love mimicking mine. She had the same feeling, and she was mine. She choose me. It would be hard to ever look away from her face, the beautiful lines, just like in the dream.
"I love you too, My Jacob."
I was hers. And she was mine. Forever.
A/N
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