Chapter Four - Confusion
Jacob was at the breakfast table. He stared at me as I walked in. He smiled a bright smile that usually made me happy. Today I did not know what to do. I pulled the chair to sit across from him with cereal in a bowl in one hand and a spoon in the other. I started to eat. Jacob just stared at me as he played with his food.
"What? Is there something on me?" I asked just in case.
"No. You just look good." I knew it was sarcastic. He laughed and looked at my frilly, blue pajamas.
I nodded and then started to continue eating.
"Do you want to do something later?" He asked.
I was silent. "Hello…anybody in there?" He laughed.
I shrugged. "How 'bout going to the park?"
"I don't know." I answered back rudely.
I stared at my half empty bowl. I didn't want to look up at him or look at what he was doing.
O was done finally and left the room in a hurry. I headed straight to my room and decided to change out of my pajamas. I did not want to look good so people that it was for Jake. I want to look good for me. So I just took a greenish top and dark jeans.
I went down the hall and saw Jacob in his room. His door was half opened and I could see him sitting on his mattress. He had his face buried in his hands. I was about to walk away until, "Nessie, can you come here?"
I just opened the door wider and walked in. I sat beside him on the mattress.
"Yes?" I asked trying to end the silence in the room.
"I love you, always."
"I am just confused."
It was silent between us. I was about to get up and leave. "We were meant to be together."
"Yes. I know. It will take some time." I stared at him. I knew I loved him, but this was too hard to figure out.
His face was still buried into his hands and he was tense. I wanted to nudge him. Maybe it would get him out of this.
I didn't. I just sat there with my hands in my lap, staring at him. It was hurting me inside, seeing him like that. He did not move one bit. All I could hear was his breathing. What could I do to get him out of this mood he's in? He was just sitting there, like a lifeless being.
So, I got up and grabbed his face in my hands. Then I kissed him. I wanted to prove to him that I did love him, but I was still so confused. This was the only way to so him my true feelings.
I tried to pull his body away from me, but he just pulled me back into him. This time I was serious. I pushed with all my force and I looked into his eyes. I put my hand on his face. "I love you."
"Same here," he smiled and hugged me tightly.
Jacob and me.
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Jacob lifted me up off his bed and held my hand. He led me to the backyard and sat on the bench. I was still confused and tired at thinking about this for so long. I wanted to perk up for Jacob, who was smiling at me. So, I put on a fake smile.
"So tell me who else does this… 'imprinting'." I needed to know I was not the only one that was imprinted.
"Quil, remember him? He imprinted on Emily's niece."
"Really, she is just a little bit older than I am."
"It happens."
We just sat and talked about all the werewolf stuff that I still needed and wanted to know.
We just started to talk about Mom and Dad afterwards. About their love. They were high school sweet hearts. That'll happen for Jacob and me. He went back to school. Now that I realize, he went back to school for me. I smiled at the thought and I blushed.
Then we started to talk about random things, like we use to. We were laughing like idiots, but I didn't care. I couldn't help but laugh at all the idiotic stuff we usually talked about. It made my life seem as if it didn't change one bit.
It was Sunday and I had some homework to finish. "You wanna help me with my homework?"
He shrugged, "Why not."
We sat in the dining room with my homework until about ten at night. "You're not such a math wiz are you Jacob?" I laughed. He looked puzzled staring at my text book and homework.
When I finished, I went upstairs with Jacob on my tail. "Good night." I said.
"Night," Jacob swiftly said. I went to my room and fell asleep.