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I eat...when I'm stressed...ok, I'll stop now...

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CAN SOMEONE TELL ME WHO THE HELL IS DEBBIE HICKS?!

Two days soon faded into five and I still had heard nothing from darling Edward. Yep, that was sarcasm. After being treated with silent treatment for being right…or as much right as I could be in that department…I was in no mood to be lenient with him. If he could be stubborn, I could be more so.

So…yeah, since I was playing the strong willed girl, I was camped out in my room with all the variations of food known to mankind. I mean, food doesn't complain, food understands and I will always be the girl to pick fries before guys.

Bella had very kindly decided to indulge me and had not broached the topic of Edward with me again. Wisely, I might add because if she had I was very ready to say 'you like that, fine, go ahead and have him.'

Jacob and the wolves were still patrolling the woods outside the house. I would see huge shadows pass by sometimes when I would glance out the window at a particular time and curb the urge to out and offer them a sandwich or something. I'm sure they would appreciate it.

So, here I was with Pride and Prejudice on my lap and a plate of fries on the bed.

I looked up when the door opened and Stephen peeked in. "Bella told me you haven't shifted from that position for hours now," he said, letting himself in.

"Tattle tale, I did move. I went to the bathroom seven minutes ago." I said.

Stephen rolled his eyes, sitting on the bed and reaching for my fries. I pulled the plate away from him.

"Hey, no we in fries, buddy."

His hand flopped back on his lap, his lips pursing as he surveyed me.

"This is about Cullen, isn't it?" he asked.

I shrugged.

"T, this can't go on…sure, you haven't spoken to him for a while but you got to understand, you can't make everybody happy, you aren't a jar of nutella." He said, a slow grin spreading on his mouth and I giggled.

"You know, Steph, it's been so long, I can't tell which one of us is the bad influence." I said, still chortling and I playfully nudged him with my foot.

He grabbed the foot, pulling me upright.

"So, you going to put some clothes on and come downstairs?" he raised an eyebrow.

"I'll certainly think about it." I murmured, pulling my leg back to me.

"Talk to him, you'll feel better." He insisted. I scoffed at that. "I wasn't the one being a biased moron. If he wants to talk he'll do the dialing." I said.

He gave me a meaningful look.

"Just remember; what's a queen without a king?" he winked at me and I gave him the most disgusted look I ever could. God, had I raised him so oblivious?

He was about to close the door when I spoke, "Historically speaking, she's more powerful," I said.

He tilted then shook his head, raising his hand in surrender before leaving.

I did consider getting out of bed…eventually.

Not because I thought contacting Edward was a good idea. Nope, not that reason at all…

It just so happened that when I went downstairs a couple nights ago to offer the wolves food again, I offended the Pack…again. What can I say? I had a knack for having fantastic bad ideas.

Sam had to walk me back right to the door and tell me not to come back out again and if they wanted sandwiches, they'd ask.

I doubted that but I obeyed.

Bella had seen the entire conversation and was immediately suspicious of the tall, muscular shirtless man. What did she do? She told Charlie.

The next day I had to call Jacob and declare a state of emergency.

It resulted into him jumping into his Rabbit and rushing half way across until he realized I was in no danger…from vampires that was; I was still under attack from Charlie's questions.

I didn't find his amusement funny.

After a lot of deliberation it was decided that Emily, Sam and Jacob would come to dinner at our house. I didn't know how it would go but I was excited to see Emily again.

I pulled on my sweater, slowly, my eyes out the window again.

It had been so long…almost three months that I'd been back. What was happening back at home? Did they think I was in a coma again? Did I die?

I rubbed my eye, wondering if I was going to cry. I hoped not. The wolves would be able to tell and I did not want further complications. What if Alice had an eye on me?

I had been having a lot of bad days lately…was this just this world…or did darling Meyer have something to do with it?

I closed my eyes, not wanting to remember the images that would likely come if I over think. The hospital…the questions… machines…unable to talk to anyone after Stephen had been carted off. The dark loneliness…

Burgh, I pressed against my temples, trying to push the image of myself in the mirror out…I didn't look like that anymore but the images kept coming.

The damp, dank dark brown hair, deep circles under my eyes, flaky, patchy skin, and dehydration due to the coma…

I hated getting flashbacks of things I didn't want to remember.

I knew why this was happening. I had thought I wouldn't see him again; I had seen him again and now my mind was getting desensitized. It hurt that the people who made you feel so special yesterday made me feel so unwanted today.

I growled at my reflection. It didn't matter. If he was intent on ignoring me I was under no duress to seek him out.

I jumped when I heard the knock on the door. Ok, I can do this, I told my reflection before rushing down to see what wonders Emily would weave.

She didn't disappoint.

When I opened the door it seemed like Sam and Jacob were accompanied by a large, three tiered chocolate, strawberry and vanilla cake. I was in absolute awe of that cake.

Well, once Charlie set his own eyes on the cake, naturally all his suspicions went out the window.

Sam, back to his human form took charge of the conversation, steering it with surprising ease to each and every topic, but far away from the wolf sightings. Charlie didn't seem to mind, I guess he was so fed up of the animals he craved a little normal. Emily had Bella down, sighing over boys and giggling over any town gossip I passed over.

Jake and I glanced at each other more than once, grinning at how relaxed and normal everything was.

After dinner, Jacob, Sam and Charlie retreated to the game while Emily and Bella chatted as I cleared up.

They went outside again and I smiled, leaning against the counter, pulling out my phone to text Stephen.

All's well that ends well, buddy.

"Hey," I jumped, sloshing water all over me. I whirled around and smacked Jacob's arm.

"Do you have to do that?"

He grinned.

"Well, if I didn't, it would be no fun would it?" he said.

"Jerk,"

"Right, you want to sit in the yard with me? No clouds, you can see the stars and the moon." He asked.

I considered it before nodding.

"Were you upset today?" he asked.

Jacob and I were sitting in the soft grass, my knees against his as he leant back on his arm.

"No…" I muttered.

"You're lying." He frowned, making me sigh.

I looked at him. Jacob Black, it was hard to deny, he was very good looking.

His face, already angular, had refined, sharp cheekbones reaching up to his temples, brown eyes, thoughtful and warm. I remembered the first time I'd seen him. Even if he was my age, he'd seemed younger than 17, now he looked older than necessary. It wasn't fair to lose your youth over this. He turned his head to look at me, a question in those dark eyes.

"Edward and I are at a disagreement." I said.

A brow arched.

"He thinks you are dangerous. I happen to disagree." I said simply.

"Don't think he took that well; guy looks like he's used to being said yes to," he peered cheekily at me and I narrowed my eyes at him, chuckling.

"You have no idea."

"So, you don't think we're dangerous? Even…when we are," he chewed on his upper lip and I placed my palm on his arm, kneading at it. "You're not…sometimes, how does that sound?" I asked.

"Stupid; but I can understand." He rolled his eyes when I smacked his arm again.

"He hasn't spoken to you all this time?" he asked. I shook my head.

Jacob frowned, his eyes downcast as if he was fighting with himself.

"Is that why you spend so much time with us? He's not here, so I'm a close second?" he asked.

I blinked up at the stars then at him. What was he talking about? Did he really think that?

"Jake…I'm spending time with you because I like you. No second choices, no replacing, no nothing, I spend time with you because you're my friend – one of my best friends." I whispered. "I fought because I wanted to see you. Even if he tried to keep me from you, I will see you, yeah?" I said.

"Yeah, thanks, for standing up for us." He said.

I looked back up at the sky.

"What was it like? Dying," he murmured.

For the second time, I gave him a wide eyed look.

"I mean, I don't want to trigger you or anything if that is -,"

"No, it's no trigger. I guess it's like falling asleep. I…died due to blood loss. Stephen…got his neck snapped so I don't know if it hurt him." I murmured back.

Jacob nodded, his lips still pursed and he cracked his knuckles, giving me a wry look.

"Your friend was sighted again last night; I'll be on forest duty today. So, if you feel the need to give me some sandwiches, call me first, ok?"

I squinted at that.

"Don't you…um…have no clothes on when you phase?" I asked.

He laughed loudly.

"Yeah, but I meant out loud, I can hear you even if you whisper. Plus…" he leant in, a lascivious smile on his face. "I'll have clothes with me, so I won't show up…with no clothes on." He quoted me.

"Ok," I pushed off of him. "Enough mocking me, Black, get inside." I said in my best mother tone.

He was still chortling.

"Yes Ma'am."

I was about to spin and head back inside when he stopped me, a hand around my wrist. All signs of humor had faded, leaving him completely serious. "I mean it; call me if you need me, for anything."

I opened my mouth to say something but he'd already walked around me, heading inside.

I stood in the yard under the stars for a bit, wondering about the tone of his voice.

It looked like I'll be eating fries for a while longer now.

I mean come on, when in doubt, just eat.

Dum Dum Dum!

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