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fun.
Author's Note: I HATE THE WAY FANFICTION SPACES THINGSSS. It doesn't indent where I want and indent or enter when I want it to enter. When I write in the word document everything is like 7 pages and I feel so accomplished, then I upload it and I'm like wow that is short. Hopefully this one will be a little longer.
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Chapter 21
"My red is so confident he flashes trophies of war
And ribbons of euphoria
Orange is young full of daring
But very unsteady for the first go 'round
My yellow in this case is not so mellow
In Fact I'm trying to say it's frightened like me
And all these emotions of mine keep holding me from
Giving my life to a rainbow like you
But I'm uh yeah I'm bold as love
-Bold As Love, Jimi Hendrix.
On the ride home with my father, we laughed and joked the whole time. He drove slower, I guess to make the trip last longer. Either way it was nice.
"Umm dad, I think you just drove past our drive way" I told him.
"That's because I'm not taking you home" he replied.
"Oh…Well then where are you taking me?" I asked wearily.
"Your mother thought you might like to spend the night at Jacob's house. You have been cooped up at home a lot the last couple weeks." He said, though I know he disapproved. I didn't reply, I just nodded. The tone had changed just then and I'm starting to realize a real tension between my father and myself when it comes to Jacob. We drove for a few moments longer until pulling up to Jacob's cabin.
"Jacob should be home any minuet, do you want me to wait with you?" He asked.
"Oh, no, that's ok. I'm sure mom is waiting for you at home" I said. He nodded and put the car in park. Before I got out of the car I leaned a crossed the seats and pressed kiss to his cheek.
"Thank you so much for today dad, it was really fun."
"Your welcome, I had fun too." He said.
I turned around to wave goodbye as he pulled away then returned to fumbling with my key chain. Why must I always forget what key opens what. Finally after about five minutes standing at Jacobs's front porch, my trial and error method worked and I opened the door.
Chills ran up my spine as I looked around. The place looked totally untouched. It was exactly the same from the last time I was here, the day I was taken. Jacob's cloths still unfolded in the laundry basket. The counter still full of food and seasonings I was using to make dinner. Had he not been home once since I was gone? Silently I walked around and cleaned up. Throwing away all the spoiled food that was left out and picking up. Just as I was folding a throw blanket, I head Jacob come in. He was filthy, totally covered in mud.
"Bikini mud wrestling again I see" I laughed.
"Yeah yeah, laugh it up." He said before shaking like a dog, splattering mud everywhere.
"What are you doing, I just cleaned! God you're such a dog!" I shrieked.
He laughed hard, and I knew what was coming. I saw the look in his eye as he cross the room in two giant steps. I tried to get away, but failed. He grabbed me with his giant arms and pulled me into a bear hug. I laughed and squirmed against him as he pulled us down to the floor. First came the tickling. I hate being tickled. There is nothing more infuriating that telling someone "Stop it, I'm serious" while you gasp for breath and laugh hysterically. I begged him between breaths to stop but he kept going, knowing exactly where all my most ticklish spots are. I was pinned under his big body with nowhere to go and considering the state I was in, there was no reasoning. So I screamed as loud as I possibly could. He covered his ears quickly before cupping his hand over my mouth to muffle my screams.
"Okay, okay I fold" he said. "Now I'm going to move my hand but you have to promise not to scream" he teased.
I nodded vigorously. He let me up and sat back on his heels, poking at his ear.
"Man, I think you ruptured my ear drum, you're such a girl" he said.
"You're such a brute"
I was still lying on the floor panting. When I sat up he was staring at me, still sitting back on his heels.
"Wow, I didn't mean to get you that dirty, I'm sorry" he chuckled.
I crawled forward towards him and kissed him hard, pushing him down to the floor so that I was straddling his hips. He kissed me back, moving his hands up and down my sides. I broke away from his mouth and kissed my way down his neck, my nails tightening their grip around his shoulders, distracting him while I took my revenge. I rocked my body against him, pulling his mind farther away while I tangled one of my hands in his hair, and snuck the other hand right below his ribs. A spot that I knew would leave him as helpless as he left me. He tried to seize my hand but it was too late. Oh sweet revenge. I took full advantage of him in his weakened state and tickled him until he too was gasping for breath.
Finally I retreated and collapsed down on his body. His chest rose and fell furiously as he caught his breath.
"Not very nice now is it?" I asked him.
"Well played women, well played" he sprawling out on the floor.
We lay like that for a minute, still breathless from our childish war.
"Well, I suppose we should clean ourselves up" he said.
"I agree" I said, rolling off him to get up. As soon as I was on my feet, he was picking me up and carrying me down the hall.
"Jacob, what are you doing" I asked cautiously.
"I'm cleaning us up" he said, turning the corner and heading into the bathroom. He set me down in front of the tub and pulled open the shower curtain. My heart beat quicken as he stretched forward and turned on the water.
"Jacob-I" I didn't know what to say. I just watched him as he filled the bath tub.
"What makes bubbles?" he asked abruptly.
"Umm, shampoo maybe" I told him. He grabbed a bottle of the shelf and poured in the water and let the water fill.
He walked towards me, cupping my face in his huge hands. He leaned down and kissed me. I closed my eyes and tilted my head up. I felt his hot fingers fumble with bottom of my sweater before sliding it up over my body. I lifted my arms straight over my head as he pulled the sweater the rest of the way off and discarded it on the floor. He leaned down and pressed his lips to my neck, kissing my skin gently. I was dizzy, the heat of Jacob's body, the steam of the hot water, the tiny panic in the back of my mind about what could possibly be happening right now.. My heart beating way to fast, it all made me sway. My legs went weak from under me and Jacob caught me before I fell.
"Nessie, are you ok?" he asked urgently while pulling me back to my feet.
"I'm fine, I'm fine. I just got a little dizzy. I must not have all my strength back yet" I told him.
"It's my fault, I pushing you to hard' Jacob said, I could hear the guilt in his voice.
"No it's not you, it's just…" he wasn't listening. He had gone off to worried Jacob land. I grabbed his hand to make him look at me.
"What are we doing Jacob?" I asked him.
He let out a long breath.
"I don't know Nessie" he said, rubbing his hand back and forth through his hair.
"I want to wait" I said out of nowhere, surprising even myself. Thanks brain for letting me in on this little decision.
"You do?" he asked me.
"Yeah, I don't know. It's just…don't you think we should?"
"You know what I think" he said. "What changed your mind?"
"I guess I really do want to marry you"
"Well, gee thanks" he laughed. I don't know what changed my mind really. Maybe my brain finally lost the battle with my teenage hormones. Something just seemed right about marrying Jacob first. Maybe it's just because I know how important it is to him. Oh god, now I'm turning into my mother.
"Well were still covered in shit" he said.
"Jacob don't you dare" I said. Once again, he didn't listen and pulled both of us into the tub, clothes and all. Water gushed out, soaking the floor. Bubble over flowed from every direction.
"Ugghh Jacob, do you have any idea how much this is going to suck to clean up?"
"Shh, I'm soaking" he said, leaning back, putting his arms behind his head.
I threw a wash cloth at him, which in turn was a terrible idea. We spent the next hour in a full on tickle war. I'm surprised we didn't drown.