A/N: Im happy to say that after two weeks of being sick I'm finally recovering, so hopefully there will be more updates coming soon! Enjoy and Review my Darlings.
I woke up early the next morning, prying myself out of his grip and sliding out of bed. The room seemed unusually bright, and a glance out the window explained everything. The sun was out, shining and reflecting off the blanket of white snow covering the ground. It didn't snow often, maybe a couple times a year, but when it did it was always beautiful.
I grabbed my phone from the dresser, and made my way to the bathroom. Once inside I pulled up my texts, sending one to Ally.
I turned on the nozzle, letting the shower head on full force. A buzz sounded and I walked back to the counter, picking it up.
YA IM UP. WHAT'S UP?- ALLY.
I didn't bother texting her back, instead I hit the green phone icon and held the speaker to my ear. It rang only once, then cut off and I heard her on the other end.
"Renesmee." She stated.
"Allyson." I countered.
"Allright, you win. What's up cupcake?" I rolled my eyes at her odd nicknames.
"Well, its almost christmas, and since I'm going on vacation after I need me some Ally time." I heard her laugher throught the phone, and could picture her smile.
"That sounds like a great idea. Today?" I nodded before forgetting she couldn't see me.
"Yess please."
"Okay, meet me at my house and we'll go from there?" She asked.
"That sounds like a plan, I just need to shower and change. Ill be there in about..let's say two hours."
"Ya right, with you it'll be closer to three. Ill see you later." She giggled then hung up.
I hopped off the counter, turning on some music and pulled off my clothes. I opened the frosted glass door, and stepped in, letting the hot water roll of me.
I lathered my favorite shampoo into my hair, breathing in the floral and passion fruit fragrance and washing it out. Then I did the same with my conditioner, twisting it up into a bun to let it soak.
I let the hot water run over my tense muscles, relaxing into the heat and music. It was a recording of daddy's music, my favorite compositions I could listen to whenever I wanted. I hummed along to the notes, swaying under the spray.
I was jolted out of my peacefull reverie by a loud knock on the door, and it cracked open a couple inches.
"Ness baby, I'm making breakfest, do u want something?" Jake asked.
I opened the shower door, looking around to the sound of his voice. He was in the doorway, but his eyes were cast down.
"That sounds good, I'll have whatever u make." I saw him nod absently to himself, then reach for the handle.
"Hey Jake?" Like a reflex his head lifted to my question, his eyes finding mine. I knew I was coverd behind the door, but he gulped visibly and his hand tightened on the door knob.
"Ya?" He asked, his voice was rough.
"Is it okay if I go see Ally for alittle today?" I saw a ghost of a smile on his face.
"Of course you can, you don't have to ask. I don't own you." He chided, his eyes floating off my face.
"I know, I just wasn't sure if u had plans." I explained. He shook his head almost absentmindedly.
"Alright. Ill be out in a couple minutes." He glanced back at me, just standing there and then nodded once, closing the door.
I sighed, closing the door behind me. I finished washing my body then rinsed, shutting off the water and stepping out. I wrapped a large towel around me, and walked out to the room.
I could hear Jake in the kitchen, humming something to himself and I went to the dresser, that now contained almost more of my clothes then his own. I picked out my underwear and bra, shut the door and towel dried my hair.
I pulled them on, contemplating what I wanted to wear. It was snowing, so I had to wear something warm, for appearance sake. I picked out my dark grey leggings, pulling them on and adding a white tanktop. Just then I heard Jake from the kitchen.
"If your not out here in one minute I'm eating your food." He called, and I knew he would to.
Deciding to finish dressing later I pulled the door open. I stepped over a sleeping Gatsby in the hallway, walking into the open kitchen. He sat at the island, eating his plate of eggs and bacon. Beside him, was a smaller version of his mountain of food.
I went to the fridge, pulling out my favorite juice and put it on the counter, then grabbed a cup from the cabinet. He sat across from me, eating his food but I felt his gaze on me. I poured my cup, pushed it over towards my food and replaced the juice to the fridge. I went to walk around the other side of him for my food when his hand shot out suddenly, grabbing hold of my waist and creating a barrier.
"And just what do you think your diong?" He asked. His face raised to mine, his dark brown eyes held humor and he had a smirk on his face. I stepped closer, his face inches away from mine and smiled sweetly.
"Im trying to eat the food my wonderful boyfreind made me." I said.
"Doesn't said boyfreind get a thank you?" He scoffed, giving a small pout. He really did look adorable when he did that. I stepped closer, my body flush to his side and leaned my head towards his, I stopped barely millimeters away.
"Thank you." I whisperd. I felt his lips curl up into a smile before he moved the rest of the way, his lips molding to mine. I kissed him briefly before pulling away, not wanting to push my control right know, it only seemed to leave me more frustrated then before. I sat down and started on my food.
"What are you ganna do today?" I asked conversationally while I finished my breakfest.
"I don't really have any plans, probably going to do some last minute Christmas shopping." He said, looking alitte guilty. I laughed, and started cleaning up the dishes.
"You haven't finished yet?" He stood up, streching and slowly backing away to the couch.
"Maybe.." he grinned and flopped down on the cushions, grabbing the remote from the table and switching on the tv. I rolled my eyes and headed back into the bedroom.
I pounderd thought my clothes, picking a black long sleeve sweater dress that fit snuggly. I paired it with black tall boots and collected my phone, wallet and keys. When I walked back out to the living room he hadn't moved.
"Im heading out." He looked up from his show, distracted and nodded vaguely. I couldn't help but laugh, he was always so perfect sometimes I forget he's still just a guy.
"Love you." I called out, making my way out the door and into the big house. It was relatively empty excpect for mom in the living room, curled on the coach with a book in her hand.
"Mom? Im going out with Ally..is that okay?" She glanced up, smiling gently.
"Of course sweatheart. Let me know if u need anything." I passed by the sofa, leaning over the side and kissed her cheek.
"Thank you. I love you." She sighed happily, and I knew how much it meant it to her to hear. I was her only child, would always be her only child. I opened the door heading down into the basement.
In the vase space sat all the Cullen's vehicle's. Grandpa's Mercede's was gone, along with Alice's porsche and daddy's volvo. Left was Rosalie's BMW, Emmett's massive jeep, my Tesla, Jacob's dodge and his motorcycle. I rememberd growning up and always wanting to learn to ride, but mom and dad had said no. So instead I watched Jake work on his vehicles, always mezmarized on how he could get a bunch of parts to run perfectly smooth together.
I hopped in my Tesla, hitting the start button and listing to the quiet purr of the engine. I hit the garage open button and pulled out from the underground garage, coming around from the side to the front. I came to a stop when I saw him, laughing and rolling down my window.
"What are you diong?" He frowned, taking a couple large steps and he was there, bending over with his face inches from mine. I felt my heart take off, pulsing throught my body.
"Well, I relized what an ass I was to let you go without a kiss." Jake said, grinning. He ducked his head into the window, turning to accommodate the angle and pressed his warms lips firmly to mine. I couldn't help the small moan that came from my chest, having him so close. When he pulled back he was grinning, his eyes shining.
"That's much better. I love you." He kissed me once more and pulled back, taking a step away from my car. But I was hopeless, dazed from his intoxicating aroma that still lingerd in the air around me.
I tried to clear my head, shaking it slightly and thinking of anything but him. I heard a ghostly chuckled but when I looked out my window he was gone.
I drove to Ally's house, listening to music and trying to rid Jake out of head. It was so much harder then it sounded. It seemed like the more time that passed the more he was in my every thought.
When I pulled up to her house half an hour later my head was a bit clearer and I stepped out, heading up to her walkway. I rang the door bell, listening to the sounds inside. I heard small footsteps run up to the door, yanking it open and peering around.
Jonah was on the other side, his black hair sticking up at odd angles, his glasses crooked on his nose. He was incredibly shy, even after knowing me for two years. Last year he had finally started talking again, even tho iv only heard him a handlefull of times, he seemes to like me well enough. I smiled, kneeling down closer to his high, he was very small for his age, going on 12.
"Hi Jonah. Is Ally home?" I asked, keeping my voice low and gentle. He blushed, but nodded his head, stepping back and opening the door for me. I stepped in, closing it behind me and he pointed up the stairs.
"Thank you." I smiled and turned around, heading up the stairs. I walked down the hallway, coming to her door that stood ajar. I pushed it open all the way, stepping in.
She was laying across her bed, her head dangling off the edge, her long straigh strawberry blond hair swinging to the floor. The minute she saw me she lifted her arm to her face. Upside down still.
"Your late." She stated, and I saw the watch on her wrist as she moved it away. I laughed at her, and her odd tendencies.
"Your weird, you know that?" She eyed me, a look of concentration on her face. Then she just shrugged and smiled.
"So how come your late. Get...distracted?" She winked. I sighed, and rolled my eyes. I stepped over to her desk, sitting in her computer chair and leaning back.
"No, just slow I guess." I said. "Will you sit up, your ganna make your self dizzy." I told her, watching her face get steadily redder. She stuck out her tongue and then lifted her self up, spinning around on the bed till she was up right, on her stomach.
"Someone's irritable today. What's wrong? Jake not satisfying you?" She said, snickering. I swear sometimes she was way to much like Emmett. But I tried to ignore her, not thinking about how close she really was on her comment. I looked around the room, taking in some of her more recent sketches.
"Omg! That's totally it!" She exclaimed. My face promptly blushed, and I looked anywhere but at her.
"Honestly, I have no clue what your on about." I said defensively, standing up and walking around her room.
"Ness, you can't pull that on me. I know you, your botherd by something, and I'm willing to bet by your face it's that." She said anoyyingly right.
She did know me, so well. Even tho there were things I couldn't tell her she seemed to understand. she never questioned when one of my family members did something alittle odd, or when my story's just didn't seem to fit, because there was something I had to leave out. She never asked, weather she knew why or not, I didn't know, but I knew she was unwavering in her freindship. I sighed, turning around and slumping against her wall.
"Its..complicated.." I said. She rolled her eyes, sitting up and her face was alert.
"Isn't it always?" She challenged. I wondered what that meant, but let it pass, trying to form an answer for her.
"Well..its..sorta like that...we literally spend all day together, share his bed all night and he still somehow has so much control. He want's to wait till were completely alone and away from my family, which I get but that never happens!" My built up frustration seemed to bubble over, and the words just tumbled out.
"I mean it's like he just does it on purpose! Kisses me and gets me botherd then just disappears into the shower or something else like its nothing! Its so frustating." I huffed, walking back to the chair and plopping down on it. I looked up and realizing what I said turned a depper shade of red.
"Im sorry, I didn't mean to say that." I said, embarrassed. She didn't look botherd tho, she was patiently sitting, and listening.
"I don't mind at all. I get your frustration...and I also get his point. That's a big step, and he wants to be totally alone for it...that being said, its not fair to you for him to just go jack off himself and leave you unsatisfied." My mouth actually fell open at her words, taking in the meaning.
"He doesn- I mean..He wo-" I studderd.
"Oh Hunny. Don't be stupid. Of course he does. That's probably the only thing keeping him from ripping of your clothes." I shook my head slowly, trying to gather my thoughts. She always had a way of breaking things down into simple terms for me to understand.
"Ok..so maybe he does..now what?"
"Well, aren't you going to forks to visit his family after Christmas? You won't be any where near your family then." Her words sank in, and she was right.
"Ya..ya we are."
"Well there ya go." She said plainly, like it was abvously right infront of my face.
"Ya..maybe.." I spaced alittle, thinking about my options. I pulled myself out a couple moments later, wanting the push this aside for later.
"So how are you?" I asked her, genuinely curious, we hadn't had much time to catch up lately. She shrugged her shoulders, leaning back into her pillows, her eyes wandering over to a sketch pinned up on her wall.
"The same I guess...you know..its kind of weird...but, latly iv felt like something is just around the corned..like something big is about to happen...is that crazy?" She asked, her face genuinely worried, but somehow excited.
"No. Intuition is a very strong thing. You better keep your eyes open." She grinned, her eyes drifting back to the sketch.
I followed her eyes, looking at it trying to make sense of it. It was very dark, all greys and blacks. I could make out some woods, and blurry streak running through them.
"What's that?" I asked, gesturing towards it.
"You know what, I have no clue. I keep dreaming about it tho, a couple times a week. The more I see it the more I can kinda make it out. It's some animal I think, running in the woods, but it's not anyplace around her. Me and Jonah used to go camping with are dad all the time, and I don't recognize it." Her brow creased, staring fixedly at the picture.
"You know, it kinda looks like the woods in la push." I said, noticing the tree formations.
"In forks?" She asked.
"Ya, la push is part of the Indian reservation in forks, its were Jacob grew up." I said. She nodded, understanding something.
"That expains it, he's part Indian? I always wondered why he was so huge and tan." I laughed at her serious expression.
"Ya, hes like the great great grandson of the last tribal leader. So he's pretty important, and it's not just him, you should see the rest of the guys."
I stood up, taking out my cell phone and scrolling through my photos. I knew I had a good one of everybody at the beach from a visit last year. It was a rare warm and sunny day in the summer time and almost the whole pack had gatherd for a beach trip. I had snapped one of Jacob, Quil, Paul, Embry, and Seth playing in the sand, tossing a football back and forth. Seth had his back to the camera, but the other guys were all facing foward. I sat on the bed near her, handing her my phone. She looked it over, her eyes widened and taking in the guys.
"Holy shit. Your not joking." She stared at the guy's, her mouth hanging open slightly.
"Dam Ness, can I come visit with you?" She laughed, handing my phone back.
"They'll probably come up for graduation. I know Alice will want to throw a party and those guys love to party." I said fondly, missing my extanded family.
We spent most of the day just hanging out, talking about school and graduation. She was excited for are senior prom this year, as she was on the decorations committee.
Later we went out for a late lunch, finding some Italian restaurant to eat at.
"Do you know what collage you want to go to?" I asked. She had been going back and forth between collages. She had good grades, but her true passion was art. She couldn't decided weather to go with a risky career like an artist or something more practical. She sighed, putting down her fork and pushing her plate away.
"I think iv narrowed down where, I'm going to stay her in Montana. I can't leave mom alone by herself with Jonah." She said, twirling her straw in her soda absentmindedly.
"But is that what you want?" I questioned. I knew Ally still felt responsible for her dad's death, and I knew she also felt obligated to her family, her two brothers had left as soon as they could, and it was just her, Jonah and her mom. She smiled alittle, her face trying to look happy.
"Yes." she said, but I wasn't convinced. I let it go for now, cause I knew how stubborn she was about this subject. We finished are food and headed out, back towards her house. I pulled up, turning of the engine.
"So I figured since we won't see eachother before Christmas we could exchange gifts now?" She grinned, hoping out of the car and quickly making her way inside.
I laughed at her enthusiasm, and reached into the back seat, picking up the wrapped present I had put in there the other day. I got out, making my way inside her house. She came bounding down the stairs a moment later, a wrapped present in her hands. She had a large devilish smile and it immediately worried me.
She held out her hand, present and all and I did the same. We both laughed, taking the other's present. It was roughly the same shape and size of the one I had just given her and I couldn't help but laugh.
I watched as she tore into her present. Ripping the wrapper off and staring at it in her hands. I saw her eyes dart over the cover, do a double take then widen, her mouth falling open slightly.
"Ness you didn't!" She squealed, holding the heavy volume in her hands like it was made from gold. It was a complete works and biography of Salvador Dali, her all time favorite artist.
"This must of cost alot..how did you even find it!." She finally looked at me, her eyes huge and excited. I honestly couldn't keep myself from laughing at her.
"I promise I didn't even pay a thing, believe it or not my family owned it. It was in Carlisle's study and I just asked him and he said it was alright."
She seemed frozen, between utter excitement and her unwillingness to accept such a generous gift. But she seemed to choose, quickly throwing her arms around me and hugging me tightly.
I hugged her back, waiting for her calm down enough to open my own. It wasn't until a couple minutes later she was grinning from ear to ear, clutching the book to her chest.
"Okay..I'm good. Im fine...Your turn." She took a large breath, turning her attention to my hands.
I flipped it over. Weighing it in my hands, thinking about what it could be.
"Oh just open it!" She laughed. The glint back in her eyes, and I was sure what ever it was would most likely get me introuble.
I pulled a corner, revealing the hardcover of a book. I pulled another inch, revealing a dark red cover. I heard her groan in impatience and I laughed, quickly pulling off the rest of the wrapping.
Yup. I was so right about this one.
In my hands was a black and red book, and across the front cover read. Sex Education for partners.
And for some reason, I couldn't help but find it beyond hysterical. I busted out laughing, hugging her.
"Do you like it?" She grinned. "Its from the same author." I knew she meant from my first book.
"I love it. Thank you. No body else would be ballsy enough to get it for me."
She smiled happily, and I grinned at my best friend.
