"I gave him my heart,
and he took and pinched it to death;
and flung it back to me.
People feel with their hearts, Ellen,
and since he has destroyed mine,
I have not power to feel for him."
Emily Brontë, Wuthering Heights
Remember those walls I built
Well, baby they're tumbling down
And they didn't even put up a fight
They didn't even make up a sound
I found a way to let you in
But I never really had a doubt
Standing in the light of your halo
I got my angel now
It's like I've been awakened |
Every rule I had you breakin'
It's the risk that I'm takin'
I ain't never gonna shut you out
Everywhere I'm looking now
I'm surrounded by your embrace
Baby I can see your halo
You know you're my saving grace
You're everything I need and more
It's written all over your face
Baby I can feel your halo
Pray it won't fade away
I can feel your
halo halo halo
I can see your
halo halo halo
I can feel your
halo halo halo
I can see your
halo halo halo
Hit me like a ray of sun
Burning through my darkest night
You're the only one that I want
Think I'm addicted to your light
I swore I'd never fall again
But this don't even feel like falling
Gravity can't forget
To pull me back to the ground again
Feels like I've been awakened
Every rule I had you breakin'
The risk that I'm takin'
I'm never gonna shut you out
Everywhere I'm looking now
I'm surrounded by your embrace
Baby I can see your halo
You know you're my saving grace
You're everything I need and more
It's written all over your face
Baby I can feel your halo
Pray it won't fade away
I can feel your
halo halo halo
I can see your
halo halo halo
I can feel your
halo halo halo
I can see your
halo halo halo
I can feel your
halo halo halo
I can see your
halo halo halo
I can feel your
halo halo halo
I can see your
halo halo halo
Halo, halo
Everywhere I'm looking now
I'm surrounded by your embrace
Baby I can see your halo
You know you're my saving grace
You're everything I need and more
It's written all over your face
Baby I can feel your halo
Pray it won't fade away
I can feel your
halo halo halo
I can see your
halo halo halo
I can feel your
halo halo halo
I can see your
halo halo halo
I can feel your
halo halo halo
I can see your
halo halo halo
I can feel your
halo halo halo
I can see your
halo halo halo
~Halo~
Beyonce
Sex dreams.
Of Jacob Black.
Fuck.
Yep.
Fuck.
Sweat dripped from my forehead, and I groaned as I felt my core tighten - my thighs pressing together, trying to rid myself of being, dare I say, ... Horny.
Yes, very, very much horny.
Your very poetic.
I collapsed in my pillows, my toes tingling as I tried to get the thoughts of ripping cloth, copper on ivory skin - my nails digging into his copper skin.
Urgh.
Very much, urgh.
Just go back to sleep - you can't do anything about it.
Well...
No.
You have vampires that can hear from ten miles away, and you want to fuck your boyfriend?
Sick.
But I couldn't help myself.
Jumping out of my bed, basically for the fear that there was a flesh eating demon under there, I slowly opened the door - the door creaking, and I winced - hoping to dear god that the Vampires downstairs had ear plugs in.
Or were deaf.
Just for an hour.
Well, maybe forty-five minutes.
At the least.
Stepping into the dark lit hall, I peered into the nursery - seeing the bundle of steadily breathing blankets, I felt my lips twitch, closing the door lightly before I went to the opposite side of the hall, swiftly getting into Jake's room and I bit my lip as I looked at him - a smile slowly making it's way on my lips.
He was sprawled across the king sized bed, his mouth open as his chest rose steadily - his hand clenching the sheet and I tried to ignore the R+ rated images that were flashing through my mind at that very instant.
Okay.
This should be easy.
Slowly, I walked over to him - my eyes absorbing his chiselled chest that rippled as he coughed, and I put my hand on it, the vibrations sending me insane.
I shouldn't wake him up.
He only gets limited sleep.
I should go back to bed.
Yep.
Back to bed.
And then I shook him.
Not going back to bed, are you?
Nope.
Absolutely not.
"Jake," I hissed, kneeling beside the bed and I shook him once again. "Jake!"
He grumbled something into his pillow before I poked his perfect, scorching skin and he shot up - his eyebrows furrowing as he looked at me, groggily rubbing his face.
"Anna?"
Oh, god, his voice.
I forgot how sexy it was.
You saw him three hours ago - how could you forget?
"What-" He asked, his voice coarse and scratchy. "What are you doing?" He asked, narrowing his eyes as he looked to the aluminous numbers that shone from his alarm clock that sat on the dark cherry wood bedside table. "God, Anna, it's one in the morning. Go back to bed."
I bit my lip. "I couldn't sleep."
He sighed, closing his eyes. "Well try at least."
I smiled, bemused slightly, running my hand through his dishevelled hair. "Can I sleep with you, Jake?"
He grunted, well, what I can only assume was a grunt but could easily be mistaken for a 'fuck off', I climbed into bed, feeling his warmth envelop me. He sighed, turning around and his dark orbs shined against the light of the full moon that haunted the dark skies, his long arm pulling me toward him and I moaned, delighted, against his chest.
"I'm awake now," He murmured, and I smiled.
"Finally." I whispered, kissing him softly before I grabbed a hold of his neck, pulling myself closer (I don't even know how that was even physically possible) to the point where my bosom was against his chest so tightly that the thud of my racing heart beat tried to keep up with his pounding heart.
My hand was on his chest as I pushed myself up onto his torso, straddling him as my nails dug into his skin as our lips fought against each other, Jake's hand going to my hair, pulling at it. I felt his other hand that lingered on my waist travel up my stomach, his touch alighting something in which made me squirm. I had no idea where his hand was going - it was that slow.
It was tantalising as he rubbed his thumb into the softness that was my skin, the thin layer of fabric that I had on almost seemed to tight. I gasped, throwing my head back as his thumb circled my hardened nipple - in which protruded the tight, constricting fabric that was the small T-shirt I had thrown on.
"Jake," I moaned, my hands clenching into fists.
And then he rolled me over.
His hand moved from my breast, his fingers going up to my cheek and he smiled. "Your so perfect,"
I smiled, laughing as I pressed my lips against his, my hand that was twisted in his hair travelling down his back - in which arched at my touch. I sucked, and nibbled at his neck as my hand reached his naval, before my fingers danced further down.
"Anna," He panted, his hand clutching at my face as my fingers went lower.
My fingers reached there limit, and the foreign feel of boxer shorts against my slender fingers thrilled and shocked me. I was so closer - closer than I had ever been to ... That. I mean, yeah I had seen plenty a penei before, and I had seen his - and by god was it glorious.
And slightly disgusting.
Well, how attractive could it really be?
It was a penis.
I looked up to Jake face, who's eyes were closed as my hand slowly drifted over the hardened ... Area.
And then the door opened.
"Jake, is Anna in he- Oh, oh God!"
Esme.
Fuck.
Fuckity fuck fuck fuck me in the ass.
I closed my eye, retracting my arm as Jake rolled off of me - not standing up for obvious, hard, erection/ boner filled reasons. Esme stood in the doorway, her perfect sculpted face seemingly disgusted and horrified at the same time.
God, having a son like Emmett, I would've thought she would've walked in on this thousands of times.
"You have five seconds to leave this room, Antoinette Swan, before I call your mother."
Oh, god.
Oh, holy mother of sainted goat.
How could she have just walked in?
She's a vampire.
Answer your question?
Humiliation swarmed me, suffocating me as I realised what she had just walked in on. WHAT Esme Cullen, AKA most sweetest women/ vampire/ mother on the planet earth and Uranus.
Uranus doesn't have alien life, dumb ass.
Not yet.
Maybe Uranus does have alien life.
Get it?
Everybody get's it.
Hey, are you still in Jacobs bed?
I jumped out of the bed, leaving Jacob to the wrath of Esme Cullen and I closed the door quietly, but it was opened by a stoic looking Esme - whom warmly sat down on my messy bed. "I'm sorry. I should've knocked first."
Yeah.
You should've.
Would of saved us all a lot of embarrassment.
"I just smelt you in the room, I had heard your voice - I, I just didn't think you were sexually active."
Urgh.
Sexually active?
I wasn't sexually active!
That's not what Jacobs boner thinks!
Shut up, conscience.
This is not the time.
Esme warmly smiled, and dare I say it, it made me hate her a little less for just walking in on me and my boyfriend nearly ... popping the cherry.
Well, not his cherry.
My, urgh, cherry.
You know, why don't they call it an apple?
Why the cherry?
Does it symbolise something, or better yet, is it meant to have some sort of meaning?
"I'm a, well, a un-popped cherry holder. You know, I have a hymen." I explained, biting my lip. "Well, I think I do. There was this time when I was eight, and there was a bicycle involved and Lily James from across the street ran out in front of me and I swerved so I wouldn't hit her so I wouldn't have a law suit on my hands because her dad was this lawyer who always used to wear plaid - don't ask why because I have no idea but I'm pretty sure he was gay. Not because of the plaid thing, but because they used to have this gardener called Martin and I walked in on them once, well, Mr James, I think, was popping Martins non-existent cherry. Anyways, I ran into the side of the house and well, I was bleeding. You know, down there. So maybe my virginity was taken by a bicycle. Or a tampon, I think I've heard that story before. But, technically, I haven't had a male sex organ in my..."
Just stop now.
Don't finish that sentence.
Just please, for the love of god, stop.
"Well, vagina is what I'm saying. So I'm, well, I - I have never practiced sex. Maybe in a past life. I mean, urgh, yeah, I guess that could be possible. Maybe. Not so much."
And then I looked back up at Esme.
God, she looked like she was Bambi watching the mother die.
I had taken away her innocence.
But lets face it, it was bound to happen.
"Okay then," She said, her voice an octave higher than usual. "Urgh, wear a condom. Take the pill. Don't get pregnant or catch an STD. You know what they say, Cover your stump before you hump, Before you attack her, wrap your whacker, Don't be silly, protect your willy, Don't be a loner, cover your boner, You can't go wrong if you shield your dong, If you think she's spunky, cover your monkey, It will be sweeter if you wrap your peter, No glove, no love! See you in the morning, preferably clothed and still with an un-popped cherry."
MY EARS! MY EARS!
I just heard Esme Cullen say boner.
Was I in some kind of alternate universe?
Probably.
She left me wide eyed and shocked at what she had just said.
I think my hearing was just raped.
Yep.
Definitely.
"So, I heard you and Jake getting it on last night. Ah-urgh-ah-argh." Emmett sung, a porn tune coming from his lips, and I narrowed my eyes.
"Not around the child."
Emmet beamed as he saw Nessie in my arms, scooping her from them and he smiled as she placed her hand on his face - his eyes becoming glassy and unfocused. I smiled, giggling as I felt arms slip around my waist, pulling me to him.
"Guess who," The coarse whisper sent me into a whirlwind universe of horny, and I bit my lip, cocking my head to the side.
"Urgh, Frank Sinatra? JFK? Oh, no, I know - Freddy Krueger?"
Jake turned me around, an incredulous eyebrow cocked. "Okay, I get Frank Sinatra and JFK - but Freddy Krueger? Really?"
I bit my lip, our faces inches apart. "Hmmm. I've always had a thing for his, well, fingers."
I said before chastely kissing him, turning away and going into the kitchen, hearing Emmett making a hissing sound. "Dude, you just got burned!"
I rolled my eyes, grabbing an apple. "So urgh, when is sleeping beauty going to awake?"
"WHEN PRINCE CHARMING KISSES HER!" I heard Emmett shout, and I rolled my eyes.
"HE ALREADY DID AND IT RESULTED IN THE CHILD IN YOUR ARMS!" I retorted, taking a bite out of my apple. "No, seriously, do we have to wait a week? Month? Century, because I've got a lot of things to do in a century."
"She should wake up in," Alice said, prolonging the 'in' and she eyes became slightly unfocused. "About fifteen minutes."
Fifteen minutes?
FIFTEEN FUCKING MINUTES!
"What?" I asked.
Alice nodded. "Yeah, about fifteen, well, fourteen minutes now."
"WHAT!" I shouted, my eyes wide. "We have so much to do!"
Alice smiled. "I've done everything. All we have to do is wait now."
Great.
13 minutes and 58 seconds later.
"IT'S HAPPENING! IT HAPPENING!" Alice's shrill voice bellowed through the house as she sprinted up the stairs, the baby suddenly in my arms and Rose beside me.
"What..." I asked, confused, and Rose sighed.
"Alice is kind of excited."
No, kind of exited is when you get money from relatives you don't know.
She was fucking insane!
"So what are we meant to do?" I asked, handing Nessie to Rose.
She sighed, adjusting Nessie in her arms. "Wait."
Suddenly, the TV no longer seemed as interesting as it had when I first started watching it. Jake had slung his arm casually around me, flicking through the channels as his booted foot tapped against the hard wooden floor and I looked to him - narrowing my eyes. "That isn't annoying, or anything."
He looked to me, smiling weakly. "Hey, urgh, about last nig-"
And then Bella and Edward jumped out the window.
Okay, what the fuck?
Like really?
I really, really needed a cigarette.
I watched as they ran off, and I looked back to Jake - my eyes still wide in shock. "What the fuck?"
"I'm just going along with it," Jake said casually, before he looked back to - the dark orbs that had entranced me last night sparking against the moving pictures of the TV. "Anna, we have to talk about what happened last night."
I looked to him, biting my lip. "Talk away."
"I don't know if we should do ... That."
Rejected.
My eyes widened. "What?"
Rejection filled through me, and I bit my lip - try to suppress it. My boyfriend doesn't want to fuck me, have sex with me, make love with me.
No big deal.
Kind of a big deal.
Kind of a massive fucking deal.
Obviously seeing my stunned expression, he tried to correct himself. "No, I, I didn't mean it like that - I, I just don't want to rush you."
"Rush me? I was the one straddling you, remember?" I hissed, my eyes narrowed. "If you just don't want to, why don't you just say it."
He shook his head, chuckling. "You think I don't want to?"
I nodded.
"Believe me," He whispered, a large smile on his face. "I'm struggling right now."
"Sure," I said, sarcasm inflicted on every letter.
He lopsidedly grinned, his hands on my waist - pulling me closer to him, the leather protesting squeakily.
I'm sure Esme would loved to have Jake fuck me on her favourite couch.
It would just be brilliant for the leather.
He started nibbling at my neck, and I pushed him away. "Stop it."
"Yeah mutt. I don't exactly want to watch beastiality."
I flushed as I heard Rose re-enter the room, sitting down with Nessie on her lap and we sat in silence for a while as the faint sound of the TV buzzing in the background, and I felt Jake playing with my hand as Rose dropped Nessie into my lap, and I smiled as Nessie played with my necklace - her twinkling brown eyes making my uterus buzz with excitement.
Yes, you heard right.
I have baby fever.
And I'm pretty sure I was ovulating.
Jake shot up, as did Rose, and I raised my eyes. "What's happening?"
Rose looked to me, a small smile on her lips. "There back."
I bit my lip, unexplainable sadness flooding through me as I looked down at Nessie, wondering if she would like her mother more than me. Of course she would, I know that, but it was strange - knowing that I wasn't the one that would be her number one priority anymore.
Nessie would no longer tell me about her day - replaying the events constantly.
She would tell Bella.
And a small part of me wished in that moment that Bella didn't wake up.
That she hadn't survived.
Nessie put her hand to my cheek, her brown eyes twinkling as she wondered what was going on. I smiled down at her, running a hand through her bronze coloured hair. "She's awake."
And with that, Renesmee knew who I was talking about.
And then the image of a bloodied matter flashed through my mind.
I nodded. "Yes. She's awake."
Heres another chapter for you guys.
Okay, the updates are going to be probably once a week. I know I hadn't updated in a while but I just went back to school, and I have been so busy and exhausted with everything.
Anyways, this is for Honiahaka02 - it's her or his birthday, so can we wish him/her a happy birthday!
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