Jacob's Point Of View
Chapter Thirteen: Trying To Forget Her Embrace. Tell Me How To Forget You, Ness.
I didn't know where to go at first. I couldn't risk going to reservation in case the Cullens come to get me back. I drove for hours searching for a place. I remembered Tamara and thought maybe she could help me. It took a while to find her but I found it.
I reached the place late and asked around for Tamara. She lived on the other side of town on a fruit and vegetable farm.
I drove into a paddock and read the sign, 'Callas Fields' and found a large double-story flat. I knocked on the door and a middle-aged woman came out, "How can I help you?" she asked.
"I'm looking for Tamara. Tell her it's Jacob Black for a guitar lesson." I responded.
"Tammy honey! There's a boy named Jacob here for you!" she called.
Tamara ran downstairs, "Hi Jake!" she greeted me.
"I was just wondering, if I could talk to you about something." I said her feeling down.
I told her the whole story and how I'm not going back to be more hurt. It seemed like Tamara was the only person I could talk to right now without sympathy or hurt.
"Wow, that's tough. If you need a place to stay you can stay here." Tamara offered.
"Really?" I asked.
"Sure. I live with my aunt and as long as you help out on the farm I'm sure she wouldn't mind if you stayed." she reassured me.
"Seriously, I don't want to intrude." I told her.
But Tamara was already hallway downstairs and asking her aunt if I could stay.
I heard a plate break and some yelling downstairs. Oh crap. I went downstairs hoping to defend her.
"You want a boy to stay under our roof? How do you know he's no a rapist, a robber or I don't know a murderer?" her aunt questioned.
"Aunt Karen he's not like that!" she told her.
"What if he just wants to sleep with you? You know what boys are like. He could get you pregnant." Her aunt continued.
"It's not like that with Jake. We're just friends. He will never like me." Tamara told her quickly.
"It's true," I started, "I will always love one girl, no one else, only Renesmee."
"Ruh-Nez-May?" she asked confused.
"Yes. I am in love with her. But I left so I wouldn't hold her back from who she really loves. She told me to leave and I listened." I admitted.
She hesitated. "Okay you can stay."
"What?" Tamara and me said in unison.
"You can stay. But you have to help me in the fields; you'll get paid okay? We had vacant positions anyway," she said walking away.
"Thanks," I called out to her.
"Here I'll show you to our guest room. We have a couple so you can pick which ever one suits you." Tamara told me excitedly.
She showed me the first room, which had flowery wallpaper and had a pink bed with white bed sheets and a hot pink covers and pillow. The second room had blue skies as the wallpaper and a metal-framed bed with blue and grey covers over it. I decided to go with the third room. It had white walls and a small wooden closet and desk. Beside the window there was a large wooden bed with white pillows, grey sheets and black and white covers.
I said goodnight to Tamara and went to sleep in my new bedroom in what would be my home.
Tamara's aunt woke me up at 6:00 to work. She made me breakfast which was roast pumpkin with lamb and rosemary. It was great and a lot different to Esme's style of cooking, but nevertheless tasted just as great.
"So Miss Callas is it? What exactly am I going to be doing today?" I asked, "I've worked before but mainly with cars, see I'm a mechanic."
"Please, call me Karen. Since your field is mechanics, do you think maybe you can fix the irrigation system?" she asked.
"Okay Karen. Should be easy!" I replied.
I fixed the irrigation system in no time and helped Karen prune the fruit trees and vegetable plants.
"So who's Renesmee," Karen asked.
I was silent. I missed Renesmee. I tried to distract myself with work all day but I couldn't.
"I'm sorry I didn't mean to intrude." She apologized.
"It's okay, she's a girl I've liked for a year now. But what I've felt toward her it's like nothing I've ever felt before. My entire heart was stolen from me and she didn't even know it. But even when I poured my heart out to her, she still chose someone else. Even when I pointed out that the guy was a lying cheater, she still sided with him. But what's pathetic, is that even though she stood me up countless times to be with him, I forgave her and still love her." I sighed.
"That's a lot to feel considering your age. You're what sixteen seventeen?" Karen said, "But I understand that you've been hurt. And now I'm more assured that you won't hurt Tammy. Since you couldn't even hurt the girl who was so selfish toward you. I know someone who's a lot like you. Well the plants aren't going to prune themselves! Let's get working!"
I nodded and continued my work.
After a month I figured out what my daily routine was. In the early morning I would help Karen in the fields attending the fruit trees and vegie plants. From the morning to the afternoon I went to school, in the late afternoon I would be digging holes for new plants and in the evening I would be learning the guitar through Tamara's lessons and doing homework with her. She wasn't very smart so I tutored her and because her marks were improving Karen officially paid me to tutor her. And on Sunday we would rest and go to church and have a day of rest instead of Saturday.
I learnt guitar and over the months wrote and song in which Tamara helped me with the tune, as I still hadn't learnt many of the chords. Tamara and I wrote many ballads together. Sometimes at night I would phase and I would do that on a regular basis.
It was fun, but my heart hurt for Nessie. But as much as it hurt to be away from her, it hurt more to see her with Daniel. I missed her and will always miss her. I don't think the Cullens would ever find me. I hoped that she was all right. And hoped that she would always be happy.