Kim's POV

I had always thought Bella didn't deserve the things she was so freely given. She didn't deserve Jacob's love or Edward's devotion. She didn't deserve the lives of the pack that so willingly would be given for her. These things, so precious, seemed to be given to her like tokens to a queen. Bella wasn't a queen. We didn't need her attention. I used to think she wasn't anything special.

But I was wrong.

"What are you thinking about?"

My stomach flip-flops at the sound of Jared's voice. His hand reaches beside me to hold mine resting on my lap. He's so cute. My heart beats a million times a minute and I'm positive he can hear it, it's the cause of the little smirk on his stupid face. He knows that I want him. Even after our "fight" about babies when we both confessed we don't want babies we just want to fuck he keeps doing the sweet things because they turn me on.

"Bella," I answer absent-mindedly looking out my window at the millions of trees and empty road. We ride in the car by ourselves since Paul, Seth, Quil, and Embry decided to give us some alone time and pack into the car in front of us. Maybe Jared talked to them before. Maybe he thought he could get some road head out of this.

"Yeah...you can add her to the list of 'Why I Don't Want Kids...Ever,'" his thumb is running along the back of my hand and I have to bite my lip to keep myself calm. We can't do anything now, we have to be focused. Jacob is on the loose...but he's rubbing a soft spot in a circle reminding me of what he can do to my...he's such a bastard.

But two can play that game.

I reach my other hand on top of his and begin to stroke his wrist with the gentle touch of my finger nails. His thumb stops and I notice the blush building in his cheeks, "It's not her fault...she doesn't want any of this...she just wants to be normal."

"Fucking vampires and werewolves isn't normal," he says, emphasizing the 'fucking' most because he's a bad boy and he knows I like it.

I glance up at him but quickly regret it. He's so...he's so hot! The memories of when I'd sit next to him and he'd cheat off of me and I'd wear those low cut shirts he wouldn't notice burn at the base of my skull. He's only gotten hotter since then, since he's become mine. Sometimes I think he didn't really imprint on me. Sometimes I think I kind of forced my hand. It's this kind of thinking that gets me where he wants me to be. Sometimes he'll comment in a disinterested tone, "Remember high school?" and he's mine. I think he likes it when I'm in control. I think he likes it a whole lot.

"I still feel bad for her. She doesn't want to be pitied like a little princess. She doesn't want to be taken care of," I sigh, leaning my face against his big arm to breathe in the scent of dirt and Earth mixed into his skin.

"Do you want to be taken care of?" He asks as the car slows down to stop behind Embry. I don't bother peeking up, I know it's a tree that has fallen in the rain that we need to get around, but suddenly Jared's hot hand is underneath my chin and guiding it to face him. He's so close-his breath, his lips, his nose, his eyes, his chin, his everything-and I'm weak under him like I like to be. He leans down, still not kissing me yet, and asks, "Do you want to be taken care of?"

It's too much. I can't play coy anymore.

My hand shoots up and grabs his hair to push him closer. His lips melt into mine and suddenly we're both fighting against our seatbelts to grab onto each other and kiss and hold and touch and grab what ever we can while we wait for the big Cullen to move the tree. The way his hands touch me everywhere I want to be touched at once like a big sexy blanket makes me so weak but he wants me to be controling. I can tell by how loose his movements are, so I grab onto his hair and peel him off of me so I can scramble onto him and bite at his lips and kiss down his throat and run my hands over his chest. I wish we were alone. I wish we didn't have to wait. I wish it was just us. I leave little bite marks on his skin that I know will heal as they remind him how much I want him in me. He's already hard and it's almost too easy for me to get him where I want him in this small space. But the space is too small and I want him now.

Beep.

Now, of course, is when we have to start moving.

"Damn Kim," Jared grins as he rubs his jaw and I button up my blouse again. "Almost bit my face off."

"They're called love bites and what about you?" I snap because I'm embarresed. He chuckles that chuckle that means he's laughing at me as we begin to drive again.

"What about me?" he asks as he grabs my hand.

I try to pull it away but he's too strong, "I'm going to have bruises."

"You know bruises are the least of your concerns," he grins as he rests his hand on my thigh and squeezes it, "I'm worried about who's going to notice how wet you are."

I punch his arm and shout, "WELL HOW ARE YOU GOING TO HIDE YOUR FUCKING ERECTION!"

He looks down at himself and this is when I laugh. Everyone knows he has a grow-er not a show-er but when it's grown...it's pretty massive. He pouts at me, his hand still on my thigh while the other guides the wheel, "I have to get rid of this! I can't walk out with this monster!"

This is where the road head comes from but I'm not giving in after he's teased me so much, "Nope. Figure that out yourself, Jerk."

"Kim! You know what happens to me! It hurts so BAAAD!" he groans.

"Well I'm so-"

SLAM.

Embry's car rolls down the slope of the hill to our right as a monster the size of the Cullen home runs with it, pushing it further and further down into the mountain side. The sound of crushing and riping and breaking fills the air along with cold and bitter chill of the wind. My hands cover my mouth to keep in a scream that might come out if I don't stop it. What was that? Was that Jacob?

"Kim."

I look to him and he is shaking, trembling, and I'm terrified he's going to shift in the car but he doesn't. He pulls off our seatbelts and yanks me out of the car through the driver's side. I'd slap at him any other time but I'm so scared I can't think straight. He's holding me against him like a little rag doll and I'm looking behind us to see that the trees are shaking which means the monster is coming back to get us. I try to warn him but he's crushing my stomach and I can't speak.

"Jared."

He plants me on the ground beside Bella and Alice and grabs my face so hard I feel like my head is going to fall off. He kiss me deeply and whispers, "Run."

"I love you," I say softly even though he told me millions of times not to because he doesn't know what love is and we're too young and he wants us to mean it and blah blah blah.

I expect him to roll his eyes but instead he does something really scary. He nods his head and says, "I love you too."

He runs away toward the trees and shifts into the big wolf I love so much. My eyes brim with tears but I can't focus on that now. Edward gets my attention by turning me around and pushing me into the Cullen car behind Bella, shouting to Alice, "Go! Go! He's after her!"

But the car door has slammed shut so I'm unsure if he means after me or after Bella. Alice is in the driver's side and I think to myself this is a bad idea. She's so small, she can hardly see over the steering wheel but Bella see my fear because she smiles and touches my arm, "Watch this."

In less than a second Alice has pulled an awesome racecar driver circle and we are driving, already two miles away from the scene behind us. I have to learn quickly that these Cullens are nothing to fuck with. I grin at Bella and she smiles at me too. I don't know why but being next to her starts to make me feel really, really calm, confident even. I start to feel really really good.

Until the car starts to skid and I turn around to see the big monster Jacob right behind us, sweeping us away into the forest.