In This Life

Chapter 12

The week went faster than Harry thought any week could go, he was enjoying Edwards's company more and more each day. His uncle was always working and staying away from him; Carlisle had stuck to his promise and kept coming to see him under the guise of making sure he was fine. Carlisle and Hilda got on when he realised she genuinely cared about Harry. He didn't like her cowardice; she was letting him do it so in his book it made her responsible as well for what Harry was going through.

"How was your week?" asked Hilda softly.

"It's went fast as anything!" gushed Harry "It's been great! I've already caught up in all my classes! I love the computing classes and art of course! I can't wait to get a computer of my own!"

"There was never any doubt of you staying behind" sighed Hilda, despite everything Harry was very bright and had remained so even when he wasn't being educated. She remembered when the official's had come to the door. It had been a changing point in Harry's life and she was glad it happened.

"I have to go," said Harry drinking what was left of his coffee; Isaac was gone to the pub drinking no doubt with a friend from work. So it was just them, she was able to see him off for his first day of work.

"Yes, you have half an hour to get there" she said checking the clock on the wall.

"Will he be in a bad way?" asked Harry wearily.

"No, Damien (Isaac's friend) isn't a big drinker, so no worries, unless he chooses to stay but the football is on so I have no doubt he will be in" said Hilda softly.

"Oh good" smiled Harry relieved, it was much worse when Isaac was drunk - a lot worse.

"I'll see you tonight" she said softly, as he walked out of the house.

Harry started his Saturday job at the Library, he was enjoying it but he got exhausted easily. Thankfully his boss understood and she let him sit down when he needed it. Harry just couldn't wait until he could get the cast off, it was massive and in the way. He was told put the books that had been given back that day in alphabetical order so they could be easily placed back in their spot. They wouldn't have to run around the library that way. It wasn't like a library it was more like seven or eight shelves full of books all alphabetical of course.

"You hang out with the Cullen's don't you?" said a new voice, coming out of nowhere, Harry's neck creaked as his head snapped around latching onto the tallest boy he had ever seen, an Indian and very muscular.

"Um…do I know you?" asked Harry, he didn't like the way the boy had spoken about the Cullen's because as far as he was concerned they were nicer than anyone in this little town.

"My names Jacob Black," was all he had to say.

"Right" said Harry putting more books into alphabetical order.

"You should stay away from them you know" said Jacob staying where he was leaning casually against the wall as if what he was saying was like asking what someone thought of the weather.

"Why would I listen to a nosy idiot who buts into other peoples lives?" sneered Harry angrily, how dare he?! Come into the library and say such things telling him to stay away from the Cullen's.

"Idiot? Me? When its you that doesn't understand how dangerous they are!" smirked Jacob a smirk that say I know something you don't.

"What makes you think I don't?" said Harry with a smirk of his own.

That wiped a smirk of his face; he looked suddenly gob smacked Harry got back to his current task at hand. This was his first day - it had been a long day but he had enjoyed himself he had seen a few books he was wanting. He thought about booking a few of them out but decided against it, he didn't want to do it on his first day at work. It might not create a very good first impression; he wanted to keep the job thank you.

"You want to know them even if you know they are blood sucking leeches?" gaped Jacob.

Harry frowned, blood sucking leeches? Vampires? Was it possible? He didn't let any of what was going on inside his mind show on his face. How did this man know that they were vampires in the first place anyway? And why was he under the illusion that he needed protecting from them. If they were vampires then why on earth was he still alive? If they sucked peoples blood out? He needed to read some more into this but not right now.

"I don't care what they are!" said Harry, this shocked Jacob but also Harry too when he realised it. Harry was surprised that he truly didn't care if they were vampires. They were still the best people he had ever encountered in his life. Plus the fact he wasn't exactly normal either, he had magic like Wizards and Witches out of books he had read when he was younger.

Jacob just looked stunned, there was no other word for it, he had come here to try and get the boy to see sense and stay away from the Cullen's before he got himself killed. It was his duty, to protect normal people from the leeches. He was a werewolf and it was his birth right to protect them, now he learned the boy knew and didn't care. Suddenly Jacob didn't care either, if the boy wanted to risk his life by befriending them then so be it. There was nothing more he could do for the boy, turning abruptly he stood and left feeling utterly confused. Plus the fact that the smell of the leeches was disgusting him, even at the gap he had between them.

Jacob had been watching him for weeks, just before his accident; he had been driving his father to Chief Swan's residence. He had smelt the leeches a mile away, it had only gotten worse as he continued to watch him every free minute he had.

Upon seeing Harry arriving at his new job, he decided this was the best time to tell him, it was really the first time he had seen Harry alone without one of the Cullen's the father was even going into Harry's house. Obviously he had wasted his time, he didn't even consider for a minute he had just broken the treaty by telling Harry this.

Apart from that Harry's day was very uneventful instead of the other books he wanted to take out; he gathered three books he could which held the best vampire information. Of course he had asked her permission before taking them up. She seemed all too happy to let him take the books out, Harry was thankful he didn't want to have to go out to Port Angels to get the books he wanted.

Once his day was finished, he bagged the books and began making his way home, relishing the fresh air. His thoughts were in turmoil Harry didn't know what to think - one thing he knew was that he didn't care that they were vampires but he was so confused. He had been under the impression that they were myths, just stupid tales people told many years ago. Now it was appearing it was anything but, every conversation he had ever had with them came back to him.

"How was it?" she asked stiffly, Isaac was there so she couldn't let him see she was truly curious about how Harry's day had went.

"It was alright" sighed Harry, his eyes gave him away, Hilda had to stop herself from smiling he had enjoyed himself - good, something he enjoyed and got some money for himself all was good. Plus it kept him away from Isaac he really didn't want the man hurting Harry any longer - because she was afraid she wouldn't be able to keep her tongue in check and say something she would no doubt regret.

"Go to your room, I'll bring you up some dinner" said Hilda stiffly.

"Thank you Ma'am" said Harry gratefully, Hilda nearly flinched a mile at that, she was used to being referred to as ma'am by anyone never mind her nephew adopted or not.

Harry stepped into his room and lay down, thinking some more on the subject that had kept his attention for hours now.

One conversation stood out more than the rest of them, Edward asking how his 'cold hands' hadn't bothered him. Another question entered his mind, how come he couldn't feel their coldness? Was it something to do with his magic? Or was this entire thing complete bullshit?

It couldn't be it all made too much sense, never eating, pale, gorgeous looking creatures, always being themselves and not mingling with the students. They seemed to have names you would expect from your grandmother and grandfather would have.

He had to admire Carlisle's restraint, working with wounded people all the time, didn't blood call to vampires? Was any of the ways in books related to these vampires? Couldn't be he had seen them out in daylight so that was that one written off. Either way they were bound to have wanted to bite someone before this. How did they survive if they didn't bite of humans? Most books stated that vampires needed blood to survive. He was sure that at latest that one had to be true where vampires were concerned.

He wondered curiously if there was any way he could help them.

After reading most of all three books, Harry decided he wasn't going to tell the Cullen's he knew. He hid the books under his bed until next Saturday then he could take them back. Meanwhile he would try and figure out a way to help them, after all they had done for him it was the least he could do for them.

And Alice didn't see any of it, because she couldn't see anything that happens when Werewolf's were involved. Since Harry had made a decision never to tell the Cullen's she never saw a conversation bringing up the fact he knew they were vampire's and with Edward unable to hear what Harry thought there was no way they were ever going to find out.

Not until Harry was ready for them to know what he knew.

What Did You Think Of This Chapter? I Had A Very Difficult Time Updating This One Becuase I'm Not Sure How I Wanted It To Go But I Am Pleased With How This Version Of The Chapter Went, I Wanted Jacob To Tell Him So I Got My Wish How Do You Like How Harry Is Handling It? R&R Please Take Care x