Authors note: Thanks sooo, sooo very much for everyone who reviewed, I love you all and hope you had a happy new-year, I would have posted this sooner but I haven't really had any time to write, I've had so many midterms to study for and I had to retake a Spanish test yesterday and my brain has just really been fried. I hope you all haven't left me (= I guess I'll see when the reviews start coming in (=
(Bella's POV)
"Bells, are you ok?" Jacob asked, with a worried expression on his face, as he pushed some hair out of my eye. I really couldn't answer, truthfully I didn't even know if I knew the answer. Was I ok? Did I want to do this? As Jake slid his hand up the back of my dress I realized I didn't have much time to think it over.
I wanted to make him happy, I wanted to finally have a way to pay him back properly for all the good he's done for me but could I do this? Was this even the right way to pay him back?
I wasn't sure but I knew one thing, I was beginning to feel quite sick, I thought it may have just been butterflies at first but as it progressed I knew it was nauseousness.
"Bella, what's wrong?" Jake asked as I got up and ran for the bushes.
(Jacob's POV)
God what was wrong now? I thought everything was going perfectly, the dinner was beyond fantastic, she'd seemed happy and now she was puking…was it from the food or just a nervous stomach…I had no idea…I just thought she'd be ready, I guess I was wrong to try to push her further. God I'm such an idiot.
"Bells, are you alright?" I asked, following her vomiting sounds as I approached the bushes….maybe she was bulimic after all….or it could have still been that worried thing.
"I'm fine." She answered, jumping out of the bush, trying to act casual, as if nothing had happened. I inwardly laughed at her bewildered attempts.
(Bella's POV)
"Come on, I should take you home." Jacob answered as he put his arm around my waist, leading me back into the rabbit. As I looked up at him I could see a pained expression spreading across his face…I must have really disappointed him, now my stomach hurt even more, not from nerves, but guilt. I now felt horrible, horrible guilt. There had to be a way to salvage this night, there just had too.
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As Jake backed his car into my driveway I noticed that Charlie's curser was gone…half of me was worried about where he had gone and if he was ok but the other half of me was pleasantly surprised, and thought that maybe there was still some small smidgen of a chance to salvage what was left of our date, after all, it had only the worst ending possible in the history of endings know to man kind, not even exaggerating.
"Jake, you want to come inside for a few minutes?" I asked, taking his hand. It was very hard to sound seductive when you smelled like the inside of an old shoe. Again, thank you so much nervous stomach, you sure do make me look fabulous.
I saw him peer at the clock before he said, "I guess I could stay for a little while", and stepped gracefully out of the front seat. It's funny how much more gracefully he could be then me, I was such a stupid, stumbling, klutz….thank god I had wore flats tonight or I would have made an even bigger foul of myself.
When we got inside I noticed a note on the table, probably from Charlie, I guessed as I picked it up to read.
"Bella, if you get this you've probably gotten back from your 'date' with Jacob, hope you had fun, not too much fun though…anyway, the station called me and I figured I felt well enough to go, be back around four
-Charlie
Well this is convenient, I thought as I slipped the paper into my clutch….it felt so awkward carrying a purse, but at least now I had something in it, even if it was just paper.
"What was that all about?" Jacob asked.
"Charlie said he wont be back until around four, he's doing police work." I answered smiling; inwardly I wondered if he caught my drift, he did smile back, but sure looked awfully confused.
"You want to maybe go upstairs for a bit?" I asked, playfully pulling on his hand.
(Jacob's POV)
Bella wasn't getting at what I thought she was getting at was she? I don't know…all I knew was I probably shouldn't expect anything…..speaking of that I probably owed her an apology.
"Bella." I lowly yelled as she brushed her teeth.
"Yah?" she mumbled.
"I um…I just wanted to say I'm sorry if I pushed you too far." I sighed, taking a seat on her bed.
"Uhhh Jake." She sighed, coming into the room.
"Yah?"
"You really shouldn't be apologizing." she answered as she sat on my lap and began trying to straddle me; it was quite funny to watch actually.
"Why?" I questioned, putting my hands on her stomach so she didn't fall….this one would be hard to explain to Charlie if she ended up in the hospital.
"Because…you didn't push me too far….you did absolutely nothing wrong." She smiled, then practically attacked my face with her lips.
I wasn't quite sure what to do, so I just went along with it, gently kissing her back as I thanked god she had brushed her teeth…umm minty fresh…perfect.
(Bella's POV)
I stopped kissing Jacob for a split second to look up at his expression, I could tell his eyes were smiling so I felt happy, after all if he was happy then so was I.
Since he looked into it I figured I'd go a little further. Slightly shifting I eased into the bed and started to un button the top buttons on his buffalo plaid shirt.
"Bella, what are you doing?" He stopped me.
"Isn't this what you wanted?" I asked, deeply confused by his expressions.
"Well…yah…but is this what you want too?" He asked, looking deep into my eyes…I guessed he wanted to be absolutely sure this time.
"I want you to be happy." I answered.
"Bella, you don't have to do this to make me happy." He sighed, beginning to get up.
"No, wait." I stopped him.
"What?" He asked.
"I…I do want this." I answered…desperately trying not to upset him again.
"Is that guilt talking?" He asked.
"No….." I answered, hopefully I was telling the truth, though not even I knew what I was saying most of the time, I knew I did love him, and I really didn't want him to leave me. Jacob was the sun that kept my rainy soul bright and full of life.
"Come back down?" I asked, innocently batting my eyelashes and putting on a pouty puppy dog pout.
"Only for you", he smiled, kissing me gently again as I got back down to business.
"Your sure this is what you want right?" He asked, yet again.
"Didn't we already go through this?" I smiled as I finally unbuttoned the last button on his shirt and tossed it on the floor.
I could see his eyes smiling again as he delicately lifted my dress up over my head.
(Jacob's POV)
I guessed Bella was sure this time, I thought as I dropped her dress on her bedroom floor. She was so beautiful, I thought as she smiled a sweet smile from underneath me and started running her hand down my bare chest.
I was about to go further when we both heard a strange noise….actually two strange noises.
It sounded as if there was a tapping on the window and a tapping on the door. Shit, I thought as I slowly peered over my shoulder….why did he have to be back right now? Just in time to ruin the most perfect night of my entire life. Couldn't he have come twenty minutes later, tomorrow, something, no he had to be here right now.
I looked over at Bella to see what she was thinking but she was staring at the door, that's when I remembered the second noise.
"Hey Bells, I came back early, any particular reason Jake's car is in the driveway…." Charlie asked….shit, shit, shit, we were sooo fucking dead.
"You want to answer the door or the window?" I asked her.
Authors note: Ooooh cliffy (= yay love cliffyies tell me what you guys think is going to happen!!!! Who the fuck's at the window? Will Charlie kill Jacob or will he be able to sneak out in time?
