Sorry the update is so late! I've been so busy this summer and

been going places. But I've made up for that, brought you a long

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-Miss Prag

Chapter 12 – Distraction

APOV

I crept my way into the living room, creaking the door shut. I didn't want Lee and Mom bombarding me with questions right after the date. Tonight was... different, I had to admit. I had enjoyed my date with Jacob, and I was glad nothing went wrong. Thankfully, we'd managed it all out okay. And, we'd also kissed. With my wanting it. I don't know what overcame me when I'd dared him, it's like it was this sudden wanting deep inside of me, and I released all of it out at that moment. And when he kissed me, I didn't even hesitate away from his taste, in fact I enjoyed it. He'd pulled away, and when he did, I couldn't help but wonder if maybe I did something wrong. Maybe my breath smelled bad? Or maybe I was a sloppy kisser? I shrieked, because if that was the case, then he was right to pull away. I sunk in between my knees, now on the verge of hyperventilating. I'd never been so entangled about a boy, like this. I couldn't believe I was saying this, but, indeed, I was...

"I'm in love with my best friend." I said aloud to no one in particular.

I was outside and ready for school. I was just about to get up and start walking before I could be any more late when I heard someone clear their throat.

I looked up from my entrance and noticed Jacob, standing outside his car, giving me a huge smile, showing all of his teeth, for the first time after awhile. It actually distracted me for a minute or two. It was so shiny.

And then the thought hit me that he might've heard me say that to myself. Ah, crap. I could never repeat it, if he did hear.

"Hey." He said, smiling lightly.

I smiled back, but didn't say anything. I still got shivers from that kiss yesterday, and blushed each time I thought of it. Like, right now. I kept my eyes steadily on the ground and hadn't realized I was going to trip. Over a flat surface. Before I had time to register what had happened, Jake stretched his arms wide and took one fast step and caught me. I was held tight in his embrace and into his dark, captivating eyes. I couldn't tear myself away, and neither could he. Heat was radiating from within his pores and temptation was mocking me, playing with me. I finally started reddening even more and straightened up. He did as well. We started walking toward his car, as neither of us wanted to be late for class, but I don't think the either of us could define that moment there.

"You look really pretty, Aish." He said, smiling bright and happy.

I glanced down at my outfit and remembered that Leah had came over this morning to dress me up. I told her about my date and the kiss and she'd gone ballistic. I wasn't surprised, she'd always been known for her wild attitude, but when she suggested that I wear something nice for Jacob today, I was surprised at myself for agreeing with her.

She'd ended up making me wear leggings, (they were better than those skinny pants, or jeans whatever they were called) and a loose but revealing floral top thingy that slanted at the side, showing a bit of my arm, with flats. She'd also curled my hair, and moussed it, I think it was called. I liked the new appearance; it made me feel like a princess. And I decided that, maybe, once in a while, I'd dress like this. But that didn't mean that my hoodies, shorts, baggy pants were out of the picture. Although I'm sure that was Leah's mission. To make me completely like her. But, even though all of this was flattering, I still hadn't forgotten the old me. In fact, I couldn't wait to get her out of me after today.

"Um, thanks." I said, smiling back with just a little bit of more enthusiasm. I couldn't stop smiling, for some strange reason.

We got into his car, and he started driving. Again, the fire that was drifting off of him was irresistible, wild enough to drive me insane. I had so many questions running through my mind, like how the hell did he manage to have the temperature of the sun? Why was he so secretive about something, something I couldn't quite put my finger on? I was his girlfriend and best friend ever since I could remember; shouldn't I have a right to know?

"I can't believe that Lee transformed you." Jake said, staring me up and down and smiling wryly.

I laughed. "Yeah, no matter how annoying, she always gets you to go her way. She's very stubborn."

He frowned. "I know," he smirked for a second, "But this, this I'm okay with."

I rolled my eyes, but deep inside I knew some part of me was responding to his approval.

"So, do you want to shoot some hoops at lunch? Or are you in the mood for some feisty soccer?" I asked. As much as I was attracted to this "boyfriend" idea, I'd missed my best friend during all of this.

That smile faltered as we were entering the school parking lot.

Was sports not his thing anymore?

"Listen, Aisha, I have to tell you something very important. I know this may not be the right time, but-"

"AISHA! JACOB!" We both turned around to see who'd called us with such a roaring mouth.

It was Jean, Nellie, Kris, and all of our other pals. Perfect timing, guys.

I turned back to see Jacob. His expression changed from something like serious to hurt.

"Just ignore them. Tell me what you have to tell me." I said, urgently telling him. I wanted him to continue, I knew this was the secret him and Lee were keeping from me.

He turned away, opening the car door.

"Forget about it. I'll tell you later." And with that, we hopped out of the car and made our way toward our friends. I could snap each of their heads off. Grr.

Curiosity. That's what had gotten the best of me. All throughout my classes, I couldn't focus one damn bit. I'd for sure flunked my Biology test, and any important information the teacher had mentioned, had probably whisked away as well.

When English finally did come, I found that Jake was not in the class.

I'd waited ten… twenty… thirty minutes, and gave up on the thought of him showing up. Instead of longing for him, anger filled me up. He'd skipped the only class I could see him? Great time, loser.

When the class was over and lunch came, he wasn't at our friends table either. I could not explain the rage building up inside of me. I didn't know why I was angry, probably because he'd left me hanging when he was going to tell me his secret. I was desperate to know, and he just disappears.

"Yo, anyone seen Jake?" I asked casually; people still didn't know that we were dating.

Nellie, the only girl in our group besides me, smiled smugly.

"Oh, do you mean your boyfriend?" she asked, smiling widely at me and her eyes twinkling with happiness.

Everyone snapped their attention to me and I flushed in embarrassment as to how they'd figured it out. Was my face showing it all?

"Erm, yeah." I said quietly.

Kris smiled, obviously excited.

"Nope, we haven't seen him since the morning. He didn't even show up to first period today."

I slumped further down my seat. I was disappointed, and aggravated at the same time. How could he just leave without telling me the one thing that was running through my mind like a waterfall?

As the painful day of school finally finished, I sighed at the thought of walking home. I usually got rides from Jake or Nellie dropped me home. But since Nellie had to stay after school for something and Jake was nowhere to be found, I was stuck with walking. Which was fine, because I liked the exercise. I didn't even know why I was sulking.

I was there halfway, when I heard an engine close by. Knowing who it was, I continued walking. Fucking car followed me. He opened the door, waiting. He didn't say anything, and neither did I. Just continued walking.

"Aisha, please. Don't be like that."

Did I hear something? Oh, maybe it's just the wind.

Walking faster now.

"Aisha! "

Ignoring, and walking really fast now. He knew I was stubborn; he was the one who'd taken the responsibility of handling me.

"Aisha! Please, come back so we can talk."

Okay, sprinting now.

"Aish, please…"

Running full speed. As he realized that I wasn't giving in so easily, he drove away. To his house, probably. I stopped running, and finally reached my house to see his car waiting on the driveway.

Ah, shit. Now what?

I walked past him, toward the door. He got out at a speed no human being could manage and followed me through the door. I didn't stop him. I threw my bag on the floor and immediately felt hungry. I bent down to one of the shelves and grabbed the lasagne layers. I took a stainless steel bowl and started boiling water in it. I finally dumped the lasagne layers in, and waited. Meanwhile, I planned on making the sauce, grating the cheese, and cutting the vegetables. While crushing the herbs and spices I felt his arms slip around my waist. I admit, I was a bit surprised and felt that same spark run within me.

"Aish, I really am sorry." He cooed in my ear, his husky voice sending me shivers up and down my spine. I'd never felt this way before. I decided not to give into temptation and gave him a little shove, telling him to let me do my work. He stopped for some time, helping me with my work. He grated the cheese, and I cut the vegetables and prepared the sauce. While grating, Jake liked to stare at me while doing all of his work. So, as he was grating the cheese slowly and admiring my back, I heard a little slitting and an "OH, SHIT!" I turned around to see his hand all bloody, as I saw that he'd finished the cheese and kept grating his hand, at least for five minutes. He'd ripped his skin off to shreds and his bone started showing.

I panicked. "Oh my God, Jake! I'll get the first aid kit!" I quickly ran up the stairs to the storage room and found the kit. I raced down the stairs faster than a cheetah and got back to Jake fixing the bloody mess.

"Jake, let me see your hand!"

"It's perfectly fine, Aish." He said, smiling at me.

I looked to see no bruise, just skin. I swore I'd saw his actual bone there.

"Jacob, what happened to all of the blood and bone?" I asked, horror-stricken. There was no way that he was fine now. I'd seen him bleed rapidly just a minute ago.

"It's fine now. I guess the Quileute legends are true, Black's do heal quickly." I rolled my eyes. There was this legend that the Black's ancestors and family healed quick and fast at some times.

"But… that's not, how did…" I trailed off, my voice unexplainable.

"Aish, calm down. This has happened to me before, too. At times like this when it's serious, the legend actually helps."

I didn't believe it, I couldn't. Jake wasn't being honest with me, I knew it. I was now hyper-aware of the same rage I'd felt this morning.

"YOU KNOW WHAT? I GIVE UP. I GIVE UP WITH ASKING YOU ABOUT YOUR SECRET AND FUCKING PLEADING YOU TO TELL ME WHAT IT IS YOU'RE HIDING FROM ME. I GIVE UP WITH THESE SENTENCES I CAN'T DIFFERENTIATE BETWEEN. I GIVE UP WITH THIS RELATIONSHIP, I GIVE UP WITH THIS LO-" My bickering came to a stop as he pulled me closer and his lips met mine. He wrapped his arm around my waist, and the other one landed on my hair, his fingers freely running through the tangles. We moved while kissing, onto the sofa. He deepened the kiss and slid his tongue in, it searching for mine. They met and entangled, dancing around each other. He moved our position so he was on top of me, and all the while he didn't break the kiss. His fingernails dug into my skin, and although it hurt, it filled me up with pleasure. He was so hot, and the heat was too much for me to bear, although I liked it. I don't know how long we'd made out, just kept on kissing. I finally came in control and sat atop of him. I encircled my arms around his neck, and he stood up and held me from my bum. I finally gave up and stopped kissing, breathless. He still didn't stop, giving me little kisses all throughout my neck, chin, cheek, lower down my neck, and he even licked.

"Jake.." I said, my voice coming out ragged.

He didn't stop, only increased his volume. I soaked all of him in, and I finally had to put this to a halt. It was too much for me.

"Jake, stop…" I trailed, hoping he would stop, but wouldn't at the same time. He didn't.

"Jake!"

He pulled away, his face flushed and his lips red. My lips were swollen as well, I could feel it.

"Sorry." He said, smiling sheepishly. I couldn't resist, I had to smile back.

"It's alright."

"We're… moving too quickly, right?" he asked.

I nodded. "Just a little."

It had gotten dark, as we'd been making out for an hour or so.

He smirked. "Okay. I should get going now."

I sighed. "Yeah, you should."

I watched him pace to the front door and put his shoes on.

"I'll pick you up tomorrow?" he asked, smiling.

I smiled back. "For sure."

We kissed briefly one last time, and then he was gone.

I smiled to myself. I had just experienced my first make out session. With Jake. My best friend and my love. I was happy. I came to the kitchen and became not so happy to examine the burnt lasagne. I took the bowl and tried to scrape what was left of it. What a waste.

I heard the doorbell ring and went for it. Mom smiled at me, and I smiled back. Then she frowned when she smelled the burning.

"What did you fail to do, Aisha?"

I laughed. "The lasagne. Sorry, mom."

She laughed as well. "It's alright. Mommy's going to make it all better. Judging from the heavenly look on your face and the lips, you could use a little talking to."

I blushed, and then smiled. She was right. And so, after we ate and cleaned up, we went to the living room and watched 27 dresses, and I told her about Jake, not missing a single detail.