CHAPTER THIRTY-EIGHT
Miley R. Stewart's Point Of View
"Miley!" Jacob and I were broken out of our own little world of love, passion and mind shattering orgasms by Vita calling to me from the shore.
"What?" I yelled back, but not too loudly because I was so close to Jacob's sensitive wolf ears.
"Stop having sex, you have a meeting in an hour." I groaned at that, not only would I never be able to claim I was virgin anymore - even though I am - but, now I have to leave my Jacob for who knows how long, and then I'll be working for three months and probably not be able to see my husband much. Sure, Jacob had convinced me that filming this movie would be fun, but I'd still be away from him four days out of the week and probably filming most of the three days I did get him.
"Fiiiine..." I pouted, but neither Jacob or I moved, this was too perfect to want to break. Vita gave me a 'hurry up' motion with her hands before walking away and I turned my undivided attention back to Jacob.
"You look so hot right now." He murmured huskilly in my ear and I flushed rbight red when I felt him poking at me.
"I, um..." I forgot what I was going to for a second when his hands glided up under my top and around the front, massaging my breasts slowly. "Uhhh..." God, what was I going to say? "Umm.... Pants?" I think that was it? It's hard to tell when he's touching me like that, it feels so good.
"I prefer not to wear them personally, they tend to just be barriers between us." Dang it, he was making it very difficult to go to the meeting, at this rate we'd end up staying out here until long after dark.
"Please, Jacob?" I asked, my eyes pleading with him. "If we don't leave now we never will."
"Is that supposed to convince me?" Jacob asked, raising his eyebrows at me, yeah, I know, get dressed and have to be seperated for way too long in my opinion - five minutes would be too long in my opinion - or stay naked and stay out here fooling around until we turned to shrivelled little prunes. I gave him a look and hoped it was somewhat convincing. "Fiiiine..." He groaned and I felt cold and empty when he let go of me to go find his pants that had drifted a good two hundred metres away. Gotta admit, he's not hard to look at when he swims. His muscles rippling, covered in glistening droplets of water, his equipment standing tall and unrestrained... That is until he reached his cargo shorts and pulled them on before coming back to me. "Happy?"
"No!" I scoffed, wrapping myself around him again. "I don't like it when you're dressed, you're much sexier in your birthday suit... Not that you're not illegally sexy when you have clothes on, I just prefer it when you don't." I said, blushing bright red at the end.
"I prefer it when you don't as well." Jacob smiled sexilly down at me, one of his hands snaking between us and down between my legs.
"Ohhh... W-we should go back... Before Vita comes back..." I tried to speak between moans, but with Jacobs strong, magical hands tracing around my heat it was hard to even remember to breathe.
"Fine..." Jacob conceded, moving his hand back to my back to hold me where I was. The next thing I know we're not in the water anymore and Jacob is carrying me back to the house with me still wrapped around him. A good thing since the only thing I was wearing was my skirt and I really didn't want to flash the whole beach.
"Prue!" I called, seeing our little puppy starting to tire from chasing the seagulls and she snapped her to us. "Come on, time to go inside." She barked happily and ran over, following loyally behind Jacob.
MACOB
Ryan C. Atlas' Point Of View
She's back!
Hannah's back, I couldn't believe it, after two weeks of agonized waiting, of not knowing, of wondering, of worrying... She was finally back. Her hair was just as golden, her eyes just as hazel, her smile just as heart fluttering. Her captivating pressence was finally back in my life and I felt like the other half of my being was back. From the second she walked into the room and I smelt her sweet, intoxicating scent I felt like I was on cloud nine... But that all changed when I noticed what had changed about her. I was staring at her, drinking in the mere sight of her and committing her to memory when my eyes landed on her second last finger on her left hand... A wedding band...
"Hannah... So nice to finally see you again." One of the suits - I couldn't be bothered paying attention to their names when they were introduced because I really didn't care - said, smiling a fake smile at her, but I could tell she saw right through it, right through him. The way he said it made it sound like 'you think you're all high and mighty', but Hannah didn't think that, she was the most down to Earth girl I had ever met. And she was all high and mighty, she should be a Queen or something she's so perfect.
"Mister Barnes-" So that's his name? "- I'm so sorry I just disapeared on everyone, I was going through some personal stuff." Yeah, marrying that other bastard who didn't deserve her.
"Yes, well, see that it doesn't happen again." Barnes said as everyone sat down at the meeting table, everyone was here except the kid who would be playing Hannah's little brother. Lucky for me Hannah and I were seated next to each other so I would be able to talk to her, unfortunately she seemed to not like the seating arangements and found the tips of her blonde hair just slightly more interesting than both me and the meeting.
"Hannah?" I whispered so quietly the huamn wouldn't be able to hear, but I knew she could, her whole body seemed to stiffen for a second before she tried to act cool.
"What?" She breathed and I could hear a hint of hostility in her voice, had I done something to upset her?
"Where were you?" Okay, dumb question, I could see the ring on her finger plain as day, the little gold band that made my hear ache at what I would never have.
"None of your business." Hannah muttered back, letting go of her hair and acting like she was paying attention to the meeting.
"You married him?" It was more of a statement then a question, but either way a small smile graced her kissable pink lips and she held her left hand in her right, running her thumb over the ring. The ring that said she belonged to someone else, not me.
"Yes!" Hannah answered simply, flashing a smile at her publicist/manager when she looked her way.
"Why?" I demanded, with probable more volume than was neccessary. "What about our kiss? What about me?"
"That kiss was nothing more than a mistake." Hannah's eyes turned hard at the mention and I wondered if it was really that bad. "I love Jacob with all my heart and Soul, Jacob is the only one I could ever love and that kiss did nothing but remind me of that. Jacob is my heart, you were a mistake." Ouch, that hurt. Nothing like being told that the single most amazing sixty-eight second of my life were a mistake by the one person who could actually hurt me with those words.
"You liked it!" I faught, I couldn't accept that she didn't feel anything for me, she had said she imprinted on me and imprinting meant unwavering love. "I know you did, you kissed me back, you said you imprinted on me."
"I also like the taste of cinnamon, but I'm deathly allergic to it." Hannah snapped quietly, still intent on not letting anyone know we were talking. "And FYI, I un-imprinted on you because Jacob is the only man I could ever love, period." She said with an air of finality and I knew then that if I tried to talk to her again during the meeting that she'd ignore me.
MACOB
Jacob E. Black's Point Of View
"How did it go?" I asked Miley when she came into our room - I liked the sound of that, our room - and flopped down on the bed two and a half hours after she left.
"Let's see, Vita agreed that I'd write and sing two songs for the movie soundtrack to make up for my two week disapearnace, we got the shooting schedule - it's vague since we have to rely on the weather because most of it is outside - and if I'm lucky I only get weekends off, oh, and Ryan kept trying to talk to me during the meeting." Miley listed, sitting up half way and scratching Whisper between the ears when he jumped up next to her and I growled at the mention of the pretty surfer boy who wanted to steal my Miley away. "He thinks we have a 'connection', but I don't feel anything for him and he won't listen to that. He won't listen to the fact that I only have room in my heart for, Jacob, you're my heart and Soul and only reason for living." Well, aside from the fact that surfer boy wouldn't leave my woman alone I loved hearing how I was the only one for her. I'm the only one for her and she's the only one for me, nothing else mattered as long as we had each other.
"Want me to deck him?" I offered, more than a little thrilled at the idea of punching the creeps lights out for lusting after my Miley.
"I think I can handle him." Miley shook her head with a small laugh at my excitement and I deflated a little. "But, I will let you threaten him with your big man muscles." She tugged on my hand and I willingly allowed myself to be pulled down so I was bracing myself over her small frame. "Big, sexy man muscles." She continued, tracing her hands over my arms and I suddenly felt a little strained holding myself up at the touch, any touch from her could make me as weak as a piece of seaweed.
"Are you trying to make me crush you?" I asked her, my face just inches away from hers and I could feel her warm breath ghosting over me in soft breezes. Instead of answering Miley lifted her head up - she was now completely laying down and I was on top of her - and kissed me slowly and passionately, teasing me when I tried to deepen it by only just letting me in and then pulling back breathless.
"Vita says we're having pizza for dinner." Miley anounced and I'm not entirely sure how, but the next thing I knew she was sitting up against the head board and petting Whisper softly as she watched me in amusement.
"Huh?" Was my oh so brilliant response.
"I'm going to take this thing off, can you take Whisper and Prue down and get them their dinner?" Miley asked, tugging at her wig and I nodded slowly, still not sure of what was going on. The last thing I remembered was Miley and I were kissing and she was teasing me and making me lusty in that way she does, and now I'm taking Whisper and Prue downstairs for dinner? What had happened? I shook my head and got up, watching as Miley danced off into the bathroom.
"Come on, guys, dinner time." Prue perked up at the mention of food and Whisper was already halfway downstairs to the kitchen. Prue darted out of the room after her brother and I followed slowly, glancing once more at my tease of a wife who was now taking the pins out of her chestnut brown waves.
"Jacob!" Vita barely nodded at me when I entered the kitchen, it was more than a feeling that she didn't like me, it was common knowledge, except Miley was insistant that we work things out and be friends or at least civil or somethin.
"Hey." I passed her on my way to the cupboard to get the dog food, Whisper liked the dry food, but Prue was more into the wet stuff that looked like raw meat and stuff.
"Look, I get that you and Miley are married now, but you better not interfere with Hannah's movie or I'll put you on the first plane back to Spoons." Vita warned quietly and I rolled my eyes, Forks really isn't that hard to remember.
"It's Forks, Vita, and Jacob can stay and/or go whenever he pleases." Miley snapped, walking into the kitchen as I was pouring Whispers little biscuits and she got a can of something wet and stanky out and started serving it to Prue. Vita looked flustered at always getting caught warning me or something and then huffed and walked away. "Why can't everyone just be supportive of us?" Miley asked me, resting her head on my shoulder for a second before standing up and cudddling into me when I stood as well.
"I don't know." I sighed, kissing the top of her head and wrapping my arms around her as the only sounds left in the room were the dogs eating... Not a very romantic sound.
"Well, I don't care what they think and if they support us or not." Miley said decidedly, but I could tell it did get to her that her famly didn't aprove. "'Cause I have you and nothing else matters when I have you... You, Whisper and Prue, you guys are my family."
"Don't alientate them because of me, Miles, they're your family." I murmured, but before either of us could say any more on the matter - Miley was most likely going to counter about how she didn't need them and if they didn't accept us they could stay away - a little puppy whimper sounded and we both turned to see Whisper and Prue.
"Whisper!" Miley gasped in a chastizing tone and he turned to her. Whisper had decided he didn't want his dry food any more and spilled it all over the floor before walking over and staring Prue down whilst glaring at her. How we hadn't heard him spilling I didn't know, but I guess we were more focussed on each other. "What's going on?" Miley asked the older dog as Prue padded over and hid in her arms when she picked the fluffball up. I had to admit that was very out of character for Whisper, he was always so well mannered, why the sudden change of heart? Whisper just barked and stared at Miley with his little puppy pout, but Miley didn't cave like she usually would. "No, bad, Whisper, you're not allowed to picked on Prue." Miley remprimanded and the male dog added a whimper to his look. "What did your sister ever do to you? You're supposed to be nice to her, she's only a baby."
"What's he thinking?" I asked, figuring that's how she was holding up the conversation.
"He says he got tired of his food and just wanted to taste Prue's." Miley replied, but her brow was furrowed so I knew there was more to it. "He's always so sweet, especially to Prue, why did he growl at her?"
"Maybe it's a faze or something?" I shrugged, I know I went throught muiltiple, almost constant stages of wanting nothing more than to hit my sister without being punished growing up, it's just how brothers and sisters are.
"Have I not been telling him I love him enough? Is he feeling threatened by Prue?" Miley kept worrying and I rolled my eyes.
"Miles, I'm sure it's nothing." I tried to soothe and she looked at me doubtfully. "Didn't you and Jackson ever fight growing up?"
"Well, yeah-" Miley conceded and I cut her off before she could say anything like she was planning.
"So just let it go and if happens again then you can have a real person to dog talk with Whisper or something, it's just sibling stuff." I assured her.
"Are you sure?" Miley asked, still a little uncertain and I nodded. "But, he's always been so good, there has to be a reason."
Hmm... I don't know what to think of this chapter, there's going to be more not-so-pleasent Myan encounters coming up.
Since I didn't get all 5 reviews for last chapter it means you have to pay me 6 for next chapter.
I've narrowed my options of who plays Chris down to two actors, I would have used the real CCC, but he didn't look... WOlfy enough if that makes any sense? So option one is Logan Lerman from Hoot - with Cody Linley who is Jake (he might be returning in part 3, I'm not sure about that yet) - and Percy Jackson, he doesn't really fit in general, but I did find this one picture of him where he looked like he could be Miley's brother. And the other option is a young Zac Efron, sort of in that time between when he was on Summerland and HSM series, he's got sort of the same eyes as I'm looking for, his hair is the right color, he looks like he could be Miley's brother, and he could kinda pass for wolfy if I chose to make him one. So cast your votes, voting closes on May 18th, so you eight to nine days to vote and you can vote as many times as you want, they'll all count.
Also: Since no-one is reviewing the other four options and that was supposed to close on the 1st, but I didn't have the VD/HM option up until after that I'm leaving that open until the 18th as well. There's a HM/Percy Jackson crossover where Miley finds out she's a demi-God and daughter of the Big Three. This one starts when she's around sixteeen I think.
Option two is a HM/Maximum Ride crossover in which Miley is part human, part bird, part cat and she goes on the run when the people from The School come for her and she meets the flock and other mutants who she takes under her wing (no pun inteded) and I'm thinking of making that one a crossover with something else as well so she can have a romance, or Jake Ryan would a mutant as well and he could be her romance, that one starts when she's only just turned fourteen.
Option three is a Coyote Ugle/Agent Cody Banks crossover in which Rachel (Coyote) and Ronica Miles (ACB) are sisters and they have a younger sister Rylee who is in their care, but Ronica left eight years ago and Rylee was left with Rachel, but now Ronica is back and it's for more than a friendly visit. Rylee is based off of Miley Cyrus/Miley Stewart and is fourteen years old.
Option four is a HM/Vampire Diaires (TV series) crossover where Miley's father, brother, Lilly, Oliver and four other people die in a car accident on her 14th birthday where only her and Cooper (Jackson best friend) survived, and after Miley turned mute her Godmother Aunt Dolly sends her to Mystic Falls to live with her cousin Jenna Sommers and cousins once removed Elena and Jeremy Gilbert. She gets into all sorts of trouble with cutting, alcohol, sex and Damon Salvatore who's a hundred and fifty-seven years older than her.
The way to vote for one of those is simply by reading and then reviewing, whichever story has the most reviews by May 18th is the one that will be continued. I will then start a tag-team updating with the chosen story and part 3 of my Macob sometime after I finish posting part 2, maybe a few weeks to a month afterwards.
Aaaannnddd... No-one guessed my favourite line from Can't Be Tamed so the 30 points are still up for grabs (has anyone else seen the cover of her album? It's great, I don't see what the big fuss is that everyone's making about OMG she's showing her midrift, someone call the cops. She's a teenager for Christs Sakes, if I had a body like hers I'd probably dress like that too, and besides it's notlike she walks around the street like, and big deal, she's a teenager, she's allowed to experiment with her looks, what teenager doesn't? If you don't have anything nice to say then don't say anything at all. And all you haters go take a nice long listen to Haters by Hilary Duff; Kill the hating, not the haters!!!)
Peace, Love, Miley! :)