A/N: Here's a fresh chapter. Hope you enjoy.

Disclaimer: I own nothing of Twilight. Life isn't that fair to me.

Summary: Jacob and Bella, go to a movie and Bell and Charlie sort of have a chat...

Chapter 8

A Little Chat

Bella glared at the clock in Newton's.

She still had half an hour before she got off of work.

Sighing her turned her back on the clock and turned around to come face to face with Mike, wearing his hideous orange vest.

"Bella do you have plans tonight?" He asked with a very excited expression.

Oh no, I thought.

"I was going to cook dinner for Charlie... but that's about it. Why?"

"Tyler, Ben, Angela and me are all going to Port Angeles tonight to catch a movie. Do you want to join us?" He asked.

Bella contemplated this.

"I'll talk to Charlie," she finally concluded.

"Excellent." Mike said.

It was silent then, except for the squeaky noise Mike was making as he polished the glass counter with windex and an old rag.

"What movie?" Bella suddenly asked.

"They want to see Lost in Love, its a comedy and romance. Apparently Angela's been nagging Ben about going to see it." He replied.

"So why don't they go see it together? Why is the whole group coming?" Bella asked twisting a strand of hair around her index finger.

"I'm not sure..." Mike said frowning.

"Hmm."

The rest of the half hour passed by excruciatingly long.

Finally at four-thirty Bella pulled off her orange vest and tossed is under the counter in a box.

"I'll call you in a little while," she told Mike as she walked towards the door.

"See ya," he waved.

Bella walked across the wet parking lot to her truck.

She opened it and jumped in absent mindedly.

Suddenly a rough hand from right next to her grabbed her shoulder.

"WHH-GAHHH!" Bella screamed at the top of her lungs.

Jacob sat smiling in the passenger seat in naught but a pair of ripped jeans.

"Sorry, didn't mean to scare you." He muttered.

Bella placed her hand over her racing heart and began panting trying to calm herself down.

"Don't do that Jacob Black!" She screeched leaning over and smacking his arm repeatedly.

Jacob grasped her hand in his and yanked her toward him.

He kissed her hard on the mouth forcing her lips open.

Bella surrendered and kissed him back.

"I said I was sorry," he whispered kissing her nose lightly.

"Yea yea..." she mumbled scooting back over to her seat.

"How long have you been out here?"

The twist of the keys in the ignition made the ancient truck suddenly roar to life.

"About thirty or forty minutes." He replied.

"Why didn't you just come into the store?" She asked him as she began to back out of her parking spot.

"I wasn't sure if that Newton kid would be so happy to see me."

"Mike's opinions don't matter," Bella insisited shaking her head.

"Still, I kept myself preocuppied." He said grinning.

Bella shot a glance at him.

"Doing what?"

He winked and she opened her mouth in a mixture of shock and disgust.

"Jacob that's disgusting! You're cleaning my truck the MINUTE we get to Charlie's!"

"I was only joking," he admitted laughing heartily.

"I kept myself preoccupied by thinking about you." He told her kissing her behind her ear.

Bella sighed.

"Oh."

He chuckled.

"Listen do you want to come to Port Angeles tonight to see a movie?"

"Sure," he said absent mindedly.

"With me, Mike, Tyler, Angela and Ben?" She went on.

He looked at her quickly.

"Is Mike the Newton kid?" He asked quickly.

"Yes."

He smiled.

"I remember the last time the three of us went to a movie together." He said thinking back.

"So do I," I said.

"That was the last night I saw you before you became a werewolf," she went on.

He nodded.

"Thats true."

"Well are you going to come with me?"

"Sure, sure." He said nodding.

When they pulled up to Charlie's house Jacob, in a flash, ran around the car and to open Bella's door for her.

"Thanks."

"Anytime."

Inside Bella gathered up the needed ingriedients to prepare a four cheese spaghetti dish.

Jacob lounged in a kitchen chair watching her silently.

"What are you thinking?" She suddenly asked him filling up the pasta bowl with water from the sink.

"I'm thinking how beautiful you are." He said.

"Am I that you think about?" She asked with a sly grin.

"Aren't I all that you think about?" He asked with a sarcastic expectant look.

"Of course, I cannot think of anything but you Jacob. I can hardly even remember how to cook pasta, how to drive home or how to put clothes on in the morning."

She had no idea how her words were turning him on.

"Bells-"

"I think, sleep and dream about you Jacob. Every part of you. I think of how magnificent you are, in every way possible."

"Bell-"

"Let me finish. I can't put together any plausible thoughts when I'm around you. I even forget my own name."

"Bella."

"Is that how you think about me?" She asked animatedly.

Jacob sprung up from his seat and grabbed her around the waist.

"Yes." He growled.

Her eyes widened.

"Seriously? Because I was only kidding-"

He silenced her with his lips and turned her around so that she was pressed against the kitchen counter.

Bella gasped.

"Jacob-" She shrieked.

Jacob, being over a foot taller than her, gathered her up in his arms and sat her down on the kitchen counter.

Bella's hands were now lost in his hair and her lips were craving to come back into contact with his.

They reattached heatedly and both of the teens groaned.

Both of them rememebered the last time they had been in the situation together, on this counter.

Jacob ran his hands up Bella's legs, Bella circled her legs around Jacob's massive torso.

Her head fell back against a cabinet and Jacob attacked her neck.

Bella ran her hands up down Jacob's bare arms and shoulders gasping and closing her eyes.

Jacob leaned in harder and further against Bella causing pain in her neck.

She ignored it and pressed her lips back against his ruthlessly.

Just when Jacob was about to rip open her shirt the water on the stove began to boil loudly and the sound of Charlie's police cruiser pulling into the driveway caused them both to regain mental conciousness.

Bella pushed Jacob away from her quickly and hopped down from the counter, smoothing her hair and shirt down.

Jacob went back over to his seat at the table and watched Bella begin to pour the spaghetti noodles into the boiling water.

She was still trying to make herself breathe normally.

The front door opened and the sound of Charlie's heavy boots made his presence known.

"Bells?"

"In the kitchen Dad." She replied.

Charlie walked in and smiled at her.

Then he saw Jacob.

"Jacob I didn't know you were here. I didn't see your car."

"I walked, I surprised Bella at her work." He replied nodding.

Charlie nodded and sighed.

"I'm making spaghetti for dinner Dad, then me, Jacob, Tyler, Angela, Ben and Mike are all going to go catch a movie in Port Angeles, if it's ok with you?"

"Yea sure no problem. What time will you be home?"

"Probably ten or eleven." She replied.

"I'll wait up."

"Dad you don't have to-"

"I'll wait."

The crowd was surprised when Bella pulled up at the movie theater in Port Angeles with Jacob in the car with her, with a shirt on borrowed from Charlie.

Angela seemed to be the most pleased that she had shown up.

Probably because she didn't want to be the only girl.

Bella sat between her and Jacob during the movie.

Mike, strangely enough, choose to sit next to Jacob.

They even talked together during previews.

Ultimately at the end, the movie sucked.

A very predictable, though sometimes very humorous, movie where the guy and girl get back together after a mishap and live happily ever after.

Kinda like Bella and Jake.

On the drive home Jacob insisted that he drive.

He pushed the truck at a staggering 57 mph.

"Jake I don't want you to walk home." Bella said when they got to the house.

"I'll be fine Bella."

"Jake would if something happens."

Jacob rolled his eyes.

"Bella shut up. I love you." He leaned down and kissed her forehead.

He pulled off Charlie's shirt and handed it to Bella.

She griped as he turned around and took off into the woods, no doubt to change into his werewolf form to run back home.

Bella walked through the front door, and sure enough Charlie was still awake with the TV on waiting for her.

"Hey Bells. How was the movie.

"Alright," Bella said walking into the room and passing Charlie his shirt.

"Jacob didn't want to keep it." She explained.

He nodded placing is on his leg.

"Bella I think that we need to talk." He began heavily.

Oh no.

"Why?" Bella demanded.

Charlie narrowed his eyes at her.

Bella pressed her lips firmly together.

Charlie heaved a very heavy sigh and turned off the TV.

Oh god.

"Bella I need to make sure that you and Jacob are... protected." He explained staring at a curtain behind Bella.

Bella gulped and looked away.

"Ok Dad."

"If you need to talk about how to-"

"No!"

"Bella I'm your father, I have to do this. Make sure you have protected..."

"Yea ok thanks a lot Dad. I understand perfectly ok. G'night!" She yelled scrambling from the room red faced.

Bella ran up to her room and closed to door shuddering.

I definitely think that Stephenie Meyere wrote that part better in Eclipse, but it was still funny to write. :D

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