"WELL!" She snapped, waving the phone in my face, hoping to get my attention but I just can't think straight at the moment.
No way his scent is on me! It was a 2 second smack on the lips—-'maybe 3 seconds the most. That's it! No way 'his' scent is on me.
"Hurry—-just go shower quick!" Leah whispered, realizing that we have no time to talk. She pushed me towards the shower. "I'll get you some clothes."
I snapped out of my daze and started to undress.
"Leah!" I pulled her close to whisper in her ear, "How...strong?"
"Strong Enough," She whispered back, giving me a worried look before pulling away as I let out a cry.
Oh...my... goodness.
That means Jacob smelled him on you!
My mind screamed at me.
I cried and scrubbed and scrubbed and cried for a good 10 minutes using steaming hot water.
I jumped out, breathing heavily as I dried myself off with sue's towel and feeling bad about it. Leah hasn't returned which is making me nervous because how long does it take to grab clothes!
I paced up and down the small bathroom with my stomach in knots at the thought of what if they all smelled PAUL on me but decided not to say anything?
It's Jacob you have to worry about really.
"True..." I whispered to myself, my anxiety rising at the thought.
Wait! Wait a damn minute—-if he smelled him on me then he would have said something when we were in the kitchen! And everyone outside would have smelled him on me, right?
Right!?
"Yeah..." I sighed, starting to calm down.
I know him better than he knows himself and knowing him, he would have asked right then and there.
I whirled around at the sound of the door opening and thankfully it was Leah.
"Hurry up and check!" I whispered, leaning into her. I'm not all too familiar with the whole scent/marking business when it comes to wolves and all... Which makes me wonder if a shower will even help?
"How did you know a shower would help the matter?" I questioned her, praying that it does. After a few long moments of me waiting for her reply, She pulled away. "I didn't but I can tell you that it—-helped—-" she whispered, disappointed.
"H-HELPED!" I whispered/cried, staring back at her wide-eyed.
"Look," she leaned in, "Wear my clothes, it will help—-" she thought to herself, hoping to find the right words to say then shook her head. "Just get dressed."
I did what she said, quickly pulling on her way tiny pajamas and stretching them to my size. "Sorry, Leah. I'll get you some new ones." I told her, feeling a bit embarrassed about my chunky frame compared to her slim one.
She rolled her eyes, not at worried about the pajamas.
I turned on the sink and the shower, then pulled her close to whisper in her ear.
"Lets... get out of here..." I told her, my voice barely above a whisper.
She nodded.
We made it downstairs without anyone catching us and quickly into my car. We said nothing as I drove off, knowing all too well all the guys were still in hearing range. But, I'm pretty sure they heard the car start and us pulling off.
About a couple miles down the road Leah finally spoke up, deciding it's finally safe for us to talk.
"Alright, cut the shit—-are you two hot for each other—"
"LEAH!" I glanced at her to see she turned in her seat, arms crossed over her chest while glaring at me.
"You know for a fact I am not hot in the pants for Paul—-"
"Then—-why do you smell of him—-"
"—-is it still that bad?"
"Just tell me why you smell of him!" She snapped.
"Alright—alright!"
I explained to her everything that happened from the moment where I first walked into Paul, then walking outside and etc.
"If Jacob smelled Paul anywhere on me he would question me about it without a doubt—-"
The sound of my cell ringing made Leah and I jump.
"It's Jacob." Leah sighed, handing over the phone. "You need to answer it before he really thinks something is up."
She's right.
The phone continued to ring.
"I think we should just go back before everyone thinks something is up." I made a very illegal u-turn while answering the phone.
She nodded, agreeing that we should head back before they all think something is up considering it's Seth's birthday.
"Where the hell did you go?" Jacob questioned, very much annoyed.
"I'll be back in a few minutes—-I just had to take Leah to the drugstore!" I told him, speeding up.
"For what? What could Leah possibly need—"
"It was an emergency, Jacob!" I lied, hinting to him that it was a girl Emergency.
He stood silent for a few seconds, letting the awkward moment to leave before saying, "Oh... alright." He then hung up right after, not wanting to know any more at the thought of Leah and her monthly.
"Sorry, Leah. I didn't mean to embarrass you or anything," I told her, glancing her way to see her glaring out the window, very much annoyed.
She scoffed, "Please, with the whole sharing wolf thought bullshit, there isn't much they don't know."
"You should just leave the pack."
"I can't leave Seth. I won't. I have to watch over him." She reminded me.
I nodded, understanding her completely.
"Leah," I started, "What if the guys smelled Paul on me while I was standing around? I mean, if you smelled him on me, don't you think they did too?"
She thought for a moment.
"WHAT THE HELL AM I SAYING!?" I slapped the steering wheel. "OF COURSE THEY DID! YOU GUYS ARE ARE WOLVES FOR GOODNESS SAKES!" I cried, stopping on the side of the road.
"Wait! You said you were around all the guys when Paul was smirking at you outside, right?"
I looked over at her, "...Yeah..."
"Well, maybe they couldn't smell him on you all that much—-I mean I smelled him on you when we were away from everyone and it was just us—-AND"
"—-MAYBE NO ONE EVEN NOTICED—-"
"—-MAYBE!" Leah nodded.
"Waaaaaaaaiiitt..." I groaned, hitting my head against the steering wheel.
"What!?"
I sighed, looking up.
"Jacob and I were alone in the kitchen... I know he had to smell him on me..." I told her, feeling sick at the thought of anyone thinking me and Paul are kissing pals.
"This is just great! Now everyone thinks Paul and I are fooling around! even Emily thinks something is up and what if she tells Sam and it slips past the guys when they shift and—AHHHHHHHH!" I started slapping the steering wheel while crying from frustration.
"Paul just did this to piss you off. Don't worry, I don't think anyone will care if you and Paul are messing around." I was just about to object to her whole messing around comment before she snapped her head my way. "What do you mean she thinks something is up?" She demanded to know, turning in her seat to listen.
I sighed, shaking my head. "She saw me looking past everyone at the table and thought for some reason, that my focus was on Paul of all people!"
"She should just mind her damn business!" Leah snapped, shaking her head. "So what if you were looking at Paul! And if people do think you like him It's no one's business! Not even Jacobs! And it's no one's business if Paul's scent is on you!" She snapped repeatedly, crossing her arms over her chest while glaring.
"The hell with everyone." She finished.
I thought over her words and realized she's right... But...
"You're right about everything you just said, but we both know it's not that easy," I said, pulling away.
"I know..." she agreed.
"I'm gonna kill Paul when I get the chance!" I confessed.
"Look—-" she started, "I know for a fact if Jacob thought or smelled Paul on 'you' he would question you right that second. Just don't worry. Let it slide and don't even say anything to Paul, he would just love that. I know he did it to piss you off for a reason, I just don't know for what reason. But, let's just head back and act cool."
"I'm wearing your clothes—-which are way too small by the way."
"Oh, don't worry! They fit fine!"
"Leah, what if they think that your clothes have his scent on them and then they're going to think that you and—"
"JUST DON'T WORRY! IF THE GUYS THINK ANYTHING—-" she fell short before finishing, "I'LL THINK OF SOMETHING!"
"AHHHHHH!" I smacked my head against the steering wheel again.
—-
"I don't wanna go back in..." I whined, killing the engine.
Leah looked at the clock, "We have no choice..."
"Leah, there's no way I'm going in there wearing these skin tight pajamas with all my chub on display for the guys to poke at!"
"JUST COME ON!" She snapped, slamming my door shut!
"HEY! YOU BETTER HANDLE WITH CARE NEXT TIME! THIS BABY IS A CLASSIC YOU KNOW!"
—-
"Where have you guys bee—-" he stopped to eye me closely before looking back up with a questionable smile on his face. "Why are you wearing pajamas and did you take a shower?" He pulled at my damp hair.
Ugh...
"Yeah. I just needed a quick shower, I didn't have time to take one this morning."
My goodness, what a load of shit.
"Gotcha!" He nodded.
Does he smell him on me? Ahhhhh where's Leah! Leah!
"So, where's everyone?" I asked, hoping to change the subject.
He nodded his head, "Outside, hanging out."
The look in his eye told me he had more questions to ask.
"So, did you guys get what you needed from the store?"
"Yes, Jacob. We did." I told him, walking into the kitchen.
Where the hell did Leah go?
"You want something to drink?" I looked through the fridge, trying to find anything to drink or maybe it was a distraction I was looking for.
"Hey, are those Leah's?"
I almost froze, now feeling his eyes look me up and down, smirking to himself. "Shudd-up! I had nothing else to wear!" I turned around to see him indeed smirking at my tight pajamas.
He held up his hands in defense, "Hey, now! It's not me you have to worry about. —-it's the guys that are gonna rip you apart if they see you wearing them." He laughed, shaking his head.
Assholes! Every single one of them!
"I know," I sighed looking away, knowing he's telling the truth because I said the same thing earlier. All I wanted to do was enjoy myself tonight and get a few looks at Seth, but that was just too much to ask for!
"Listen, it's getting late and the party is dying down, so I'm just gonna head home," I told him firmly.
I should have stayed home in the first place.
"Are you—-"
-Yeah, Jake. It's fine. I don't feel good anyway. I'll see you tomorrow." I walked out of the kitchen as he followed me.
"Wait! Isn't your aunt out of town?"
Shit.
"Yeah, she'll be back tomorrow." I opened the front door.
Please, don't say you're sleeping over.
Normally, I wouldn't care if Jacob came to sleepover while my aunts out of town, it's been our ritual since forever, but now isn't such a good idea.
"Don't worry, Leah's coming over later. You can stay and hang out with the guys." I lied, praying he would buy it.
"Alright... I'll see you tomorrow. Drive safe and text me when you get home." He nodded at me before closing my car door.
I sighed, leaning back in my seat.
That was easy... too easy.
I drove home being paranoid the whole time at the thought of Jacob smelling that bastard Paul on me, but I kept telling myself if he did, he would make it know that he smells him.
"I need to relax!" I locked the door and sighed, happy to be inside my house, all by myself.
I changed into loose-fitting pajamas and got into bed, deciding to text Leah that if anyone asks she'll be staying with me for the next few nights. I waited for her reply, but never got one and after 20 minutes I felt my nerves start to die down a bit, allowing me to relax and stop thinking so much about tonight.
I'll have more than enough time to worry in the morning about everything.
-/—
I woke up feeling like I was baking in an oven. I don't remember the heat being on...
I sat up, blinking repeatedly to clear my vision in the dark and looked at my clock: 3:32 AM. I've only been asleep for 4 hours and it feels like forever.
It's too damn hot!
I sat upright, putting my hair up, hoping to cool off—
"You're a terrible liar, you know..."
I froze at the sound of his still voice coming from beside me.
Well, that explains the heat.
hello! sorry for the short chapter, I just wanted to get this out there. Also-Thank you too: obsessedreader82 and thegirlwithnomemory for reviewing AND THOSE OF YOU WHO FOLLOWED AND FAVED! I didn't think I would get hits so fast. I wrote the first chapter years ago but never summed up the courage to post it until recently and I'm happy you all showed interest. LOTS OF DRAMA COMING SOON! :)
