African Sorceress
Previously;
YOU NEED TO KNOW I'M NOT A KID, I CAN DO WHAT I WANT. OH, WAIT A SECOND, I CAN'T, CAN I? BECAUSE YOU ORDERED ME NOT TO! JACOB BLACK, WE ARE SO THROUGH!
Through? Was she dumping me? No, she wouldn't, would she?
YES I WOULD, AND DID.
Maya shouted in my mind, and I gasped. She was my imprint, and she had just broken up with me. Over something I had done by mistake, and, ultimately, because I had treated her like a child, like she had to do everything I told her to. I phased back, no longer wanting to be in her head, and dropped to my knees. Something wet splattered to the floor. Tears. I was crying, and for once, I didn't care. I didn't care about anyone except Maya though. She was my world, and it felt like it had just snapped off its axis, floating into space, because my precious Maya wasn't holding me to the Earth anymore. Nothing was. There was no point in my life anymore.
I sobbed for what seemed like hours, and didn't even have the dignity to put on some clothes when I heard some of the pack move through the bushes towards me. I didn't stop crying when they picked me up, trying to get me to calm down. I just didn't care anymore.
I briefly heard the sound of a door open, and my father's voice, but I couldn't comprehend what he was saying, or asking, or even shouting. I felt my pillow under my head, and it smelt lightly of Maya, from when she was last over. I cried harder, and slid into horrid dreams, reliving the nightmare of what had just happened, or what had happened, I didn't now how long I had been crying for in the woods.
Maya's POV
What had I done? I had broken up with Jake I told myself, but I still couldn't comprehend it.
He deserved it. What was he doing, ordering you around like that? Making his will yours? My head told me, but my heart was weeping. So I did what I always did at times like this… I listened to my heart, and wept along with it. Jake was my soul mate, and everyone made mistakes, right? But he had made me feel horrid, cross, and used. He had ordered me about like a naughty puppy. That thought would have made me laugh if it hadn't been such a sad situation. And confusing! What do I do? I was still furious with Jacob though, and I couldn't go back to him. Not yet.
I was in Emily's guest room, which she had said I could sleep in till the Alpha command was lifted. I wanted to run out the window, to soar through the trees, running, but I couldn't. I couldn't even try before the immense pain became unbearable. I cried out again as I tried to reach for the latch on the window to open it just far out enough for me to jump. I hated Jacob. He was forcing me stay at Emily's against my will. I had let many things he had done slide, but this was the icing on the cake. I heard a knock on the door, and Emily's face poked around it.
"The guys are back, Jacob went home. He's pretty distraught you know." She said, coming in and sitting down on the bed. I sighed.
"Am I free yet?" I asked, and she shook her head.
"I asked Sam, and he said that most likely only Jake can lift the order, so until he wakes up, you'll have to stay here." She said, and I groaned.
"Can't someone wake up Jacob? It's not that hard." I said, and she smirked.
"Am I too boring to stay with? Come on, I haven't had a girls night in in ages!" Emily exclaimed, and I grinned. It would be cool to have a girls' night in, and it made my stay more of my choice.
"deal." I said, still smiling, and she took my hand.
"Right. I'll just feed the guys, then we'll kick them out, but invite, maybe Kim? And Leah. Then we'll have some fun. Sam can probably stay at Jared's or something." Emily nattered on, leading me by the hand downstairs, talking her face off. When we entered the kitchen, the whole room was arguing over something, but when I came in, everyone went silent. Were they talking about me? Half the room were giving me angry stares, while the other half just looked at me like normal. I sat on the counter, and watched Emily prepare the dinner. To be honest, I didn't feel like it, and my eyes were still red and puffy from crying. Everyone had probably heard my sniffles anyway.
After half an hour, it was only me, Emily and Kim, lying down on a mountain of cushions in front of the TV. Leah, as usual, had declined so she could go and wallow in her bubble of self-pity, and Sam-directed hatred.
"What film?" Emily asked me, and I shrugged.
"Ohh! Let's watch mean girls!" Kim exclaimed. Obviously she was already hyper from the sweets she had picked up on the way over here.
"Okay!" Emily said, and put the DVD into the telly. I paid almost no attention to the TV, and soon fell asleep on the soft cushions, dreaming of Jacob, per usual.
Dream;
I was pushing him away, and he had this really depressed look on his face. He hadn't shaven, and his chin was covered in stubble. His hair was slightly longer as well.
"Maya… please."
"No!"
"Maya,"
"I hate you! Don't you get that? You're so blind! I wish… I wish…" My dream self trailed off, and Jacob looked at me with his big puppy dog eyes.
"Yet I love you. I was stupid, and I wish I never thought I deserved an explanation of your father. I'm sorry." He said, and small tears formed in his wonderful dark eyes.
"What's to say you won't do it again?"
End of Dream
My dream ended with me never seeing the outcome. To my surprise, the pillow was wet. I had cried in my sleep. Emily and Kim were up, and I smelled pancakes. I had horrid bed hair, and it would take ages to brush out, but I didn't care. The only person I ever dressed up for was Jacob, and…
Why did life have to be so difficult? *sigh*
Suddenly, the door burst open, and I twirled round, surprised, on my right leg, and Jacob was standing in the doorway, wearing only a pair of cut off jeans. He looked exactly like he had from my dream. His eyes were so sad I couldn't look at them.
"Maya…"
"I don't want to hear it Jake." I said quietly, and turned my back to him. His arms wrapped round my waist and pulled me round again, so that I was staring straight into his pain-stricken eyes.
"i.. I'm so sorry. I know that doesn't even cover it, but I am. Sorry, I mean." He said, and didn't let go of me.
"I don't want to hear it Jake." I repeated, quieter than before.
"No! Please Maya, you have to listen to me. I can't live without you. You're my water, my food, my oxygen to breathe, you're my everything!" He said, his voice slowly rising, and his hands binding me to him in an iron grip, the pressure intensifying. I could feel the blood building up where his hands were, stopping my blood flow.
I started getting dizzy, and the room span.
"Maya?" He whispered, and I collapsed into his arms.
