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Kings of Leon - Sex on fire.

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Unexpected

Maybe it was a good idea to get out and about for a little while. Just to have some time to think and get my head under control. Me and Jake were good, it wasn't awkward. Much. But that didn't mean it was not confusing. It felt like my thoughts were eating my brain from the inside.

Tina was a girl in my class. Her parents were divorced, and this week she was staying with her dad in Port Angeles. A drive to Port Angeles took about one hour, maybe a little more. I didn't mind. Especially not since Jacob would be driving me. Confusing or not, he was still my favourite person in the world.

He picked me up in the rabbit around five. The car was warm and comfortable, the radio buzzing in the background. We didn't talk as we drove out to the main road. It was a comfortable silence, though. As we got to the main road, Jake started to speed up.

He sent me a quick smile.

"You look good. As always"

He had always called me beautiful, ever since I was a little girl. This was the first time he'd ever said it in a shy manner. Did he blush just a little bit? I couldn't tell.

"Thanks" I said, smiling brightly. I was wearing dark blue jeans and a black halter-neck top and a jacket. Nothing too-much. I wasn't a very jewellery-girl.

"So, what are you planning to do tonight? Going out in town?"

Jacob had returned his gaze to the road, staring steadily on the road in front of him. His hand tightened around the steering wheel, and he suddenly seemed a little tense.

"No, I don't think so. I guess we're just going to stay at her house."

"Oh. Okay". His hand relaxed.

I was used to hanging out with my human friends now. Off course, they knew nothing of what I was, or my parents, or Jake, so the first couple of months I constantly had to control myself so I didn't slip and say or show something I shouldn't. Now it wasn't a problem – I'd gone used to it. It wasn't as relaxing as talking to Jacob, I had to admit, but it was fun and girly. They had gotten used to my weirdness as well – like the fact that I was always warm and how I could hear people arriving long before anyone else could ( I did sometimes forget to act all human...).

The next hour past by quickly. We talked now and then, we listened to the radio, and I couldn't stop laughing when Jake jokingly started to sing along with one of his favourite songs. Sometimes, like now, it was so easy. Not awkward or confusing.I still couldn't really believe he'd imprinted on me. The warm feeling in my stomach came back.

We reached Port Angeles, and I guided him to Tinas house. It was just across the cinema, so I told him I could just meet him there when he picked me up later. He parked the car in front of the cinema, and followed me to her house. When we reached the stairs he stopped and turned towards me. I smiled nervously.

"Just call when you want to get home" he said.

"Sure. Thanks" I said.

He put a lock of my hair behind my ear. My knees started to shiver.

"Have fun"

He leaned down and gently kissed my cheek. Then he gave me a quick smile before he left. It all happened really fast. I stood there looking after him a couple of seconds, feeling hot-headed again.

"What is going on between you two?"

They had been peeking through the curtains. Of course. I was squeezed in between Tina and Jeanette on a tiny sofa. We'd been offered pizza ( I said I'd already eaten – which was sort of true) and something to drink. Five of the girls from my class were there – now with their eyes directed on me.

"We're not dating or anything, we're just... I don't know exactly." Now this was true. "I like him".

"Haven't you always?"

"He is gorgeous, you know"

"It had to happen sometime."

"I've always been thinking there was something more between you"

"Hey, hey" I laughed, taking a sip of the wine. "Calm down, we're not dating".

"Just kissing?"

"Noo...we'll just...see what happens"

This led to a new round of questioning before I managed to lead them over to a new subject.

A few hours and a pair of wineglass later we were still squeezed together in Tinas small living-room. We'd been babbling and discussing and giggling and laughing until we had no breath left. It had been very relaxing, actually. The clock was almost eleven and some of the girls started to think about heading home. I had already called Jacob to ask him to come get me: it would still be a little while before he was here.

"It has been so fun hanging out with you guys tonight" I said. "We should do this more often"

"Next time we'll go to the Pavement, that would be cool" Sophie emptied the rest of her wine.

Pavement was a club in Port Angeles where most underaged girls normally tried to sneak into. I wasn't really a fan of clubs, but if the other girls wanted to go out, then I would go to. It wasn't that I didn't like it, I just liked La Push-bonfires better, as a comparison.

When I figured Jake would arrive any minute, I hugged Tina goodbye and stepped outside to be there when he came. It was chilly outside. I started to walk towards the cinema, across the road. There was still some cars parked there, but no people outside. He would be here any moment.

I'd only been drinking one glass of wine tonight, so it didn't affect me. I didn't drink often (or much); I'd just tasted it a few times with the girls. Alcohol didn't really have the same effect on me anyway. I reached the other side of the road and walked over to the corner of the cinema, so that Jacob would see me as soon as he arrived. It had been a good night. I caught myself being quite excited to meet Jacob again. I still couldn't believe he'd imprinted on me. I almost giggled out loud. I seemed to giggle a lot today.

I was so busy thinking about Jacob and everything that had happened that day, that I almost didn't hear the sound from behind me. But I heard it; I do have better hearing than the average human. Just when I turned around, something hard hit me in the head and I fell to my knees. It all went black and I couldn't see anything.

My mind was flying in and out of focus; my head hurt so bad it was hard to concentrate. A pair of rough hands yanked my arm. I heard the heavy breathing from a man. I am a lot stronger than any human, but I couldn't find my strength; my head was screaming with pain. I managed to open my eyes, and I realised the man had been dragging me into the dark alley beside the cinema. I couldn't see him properly but I knew it was a man. With all the strength I could muster I yanked my arm away from his hard grip. It worked. I fell to the ground, scraping the backside of my hands and knees. I felt another blow to my head – this time he hit me in the face, so hard I landed on my back in front of him. A blow like that would have gotten any ordinary person unconscious in a second. I could see him now. He was a huge man, towering over me. I could see his silhouette against the light glow from the moon. He was wearing dark clothes and a hood. I couldn't see his face, it was to dark.

I started to crawl away, but he didn't allow that. He yanked me back by the foot and grabbed my top, tearing it. I tried to kick him back, but I couldn't. I wanted to scream, but I didn't have any breath left. I tried to get up, but he grabbed a fistful of my hear and kicked me back again. My head hit the ground with a thud and my vision got all blurry. He landed on top of me and I saw him aiming his fist towards my face. It would have been a good aimed punch, had it not been for the man jumping over him, pushing him away from me in the next second.

I heard someone yell in surprise and a loud thud when they hit the ground. I heard a lot of movement and heavy breathing. The sound of running steps, cut off with the sound of more movement. Then some running steps again. I tried to sit up, but whimpered and closed my eyes instead.

"Nessie!" Jacob was beside me, leaning over me. "Renesmee! Can you hear me? Oh, Ness. Come on..."

I opened my eyes. Jacob was leaning over me, his hand caressing my face, his eyes terrified. Jacob. He was here. It was okay now. Relief swirled through me. The world was spinning.

He carefully lifted me up in his arms and carried me over to his car. The next thing I knew I was sitting in the front seat, and he was leaning over me pressing something to my forehead.

"I'm okay" I managed to croak out. "It's not so blurry now"

I could see much clearer, even though my head felt like it was filled with iron. But most of all I was just relieved that Jacob had found me in time.

"I think we should get you to a doctor"

"You know we can't, my body temperature is as hot as yours. They would freak out. And really, I'm getting much better "

Since I was half vampire, going to a human doctor was out of the question. Besides, I didn't really need it. I was strong. I blinked a couple times and managed to sit up more straight and look around. The car door was open, and Jacob was kneeling on the ground beside me. There was noone else on the parking lot.

"Where is he? What happened?"

Jacobs face went from concern to anger. "He ran away. I could easily have followed him but I didn't want to leave you alone. Are you sure you're feeling better? You're bleeding"

He was still pressing a t-shirt against my forehead. I replaced his hand with mine to hold it myself.

"Can we get away from here, please?"

"Yes" he said curtly. He sent me a long look before he got up and closed the car door. In no time he was sitting in the drivers seat beside me, the engine running. He quickly drove out of the parking lot, away from the cinema. He sped up at once, driving way faster than the speed limit. I heard the honking of a horn. The world was running past the car window. Still dizzy.

"How are you feeling?" he asked.

"Dizzy. And my head hurts. But I'm okay. I think"

My voice sounded weak. It had all happened so fast it felt like my brain didn't manage to keep up. I wasn't sure if I had realized what had just happened. I wasn't used to feeling this defenceless. I had always been stronger than any human. Stronger, faster. Compared to my family and the wolves I was neither, of course, but that was different. I noticed that I was shivering.

"Nessie, what happened? How long did he..what did he..what happened?"

I noticed Jacobs voice was weak and shivering too. His knuckles were almost white because he was gripping the steering wheel so hard.

"I was....I was just standing there...waiting for you. And then I heard a sound, and when I turned around...he must have hit me in the head with a bat or something. Everything went black, but then I managed to focus. And then...he...he..."

I realized that tears were streaming silently down my face. I didn't want to cry, but I couldn't stop them. I was probably reacting to it all a little too late.

Jacob reached out to touch my face.

"Nessie" he whispered.

The car slowed down. Jacob drove off the main road and parked the car in front of a little shop selling furnitures. It was closed. We had reached the outside of Port Angeles.

As soon as he'd parked the car he turned to me. He placed his hands on each side of my face, looking into my eyes. His eyes were frightened.

"Nessie" he said again, in a low voice. He cleared his throat. "That man. Did he...touch you in any way? Did he....he didn't..."

He didn't seem to be able to get the words out. But I understood.

"No" I said. "Nothing like that"

Jacob closed his eyes as in relief. When he opened them again they were still agonised.

"I was there in time then"

"No. I mean, yes, you were, but..." I struggled to find the right words. "I don't think that was what he was after."

I didn't get the impression that the man had attacked me for that reason. All the time he had tried to punch me in the head, to try make me unconscious. That wasn't normal was it? If a potential rapist stumbled over a girl late at night, all coincidental, the first thing to do wouldn't be to attack her in the head with a bat, was it? It didn't make sense.

"I just don't get why." I continued "Why me? What was he trying to do? The motive?"

Jacob didn't answer. He just looked at me, as if silently telling me the motive was obvious.

"I don't think so." I said, responding to his silent look "It just doesn't make sense."

"You don't think so?"

His eyes glanced unintentionally down to my top. I looked down and noticed that it was almost torn in two down the middle. I hadn't noticed before. I was basically sitting in my bra. I realised why he had come to the conclusion that he had.

"Oh"

I suddenly got self concious, shifting uneasy in my seat. Without a word Jacob reached into the backseat of the car to find an old blanket. He quickly wrapped it around me. I looked up into his face.

"Thank you"

He looked down at his hands and his voice became agonised again.

"I'm sorry I didn't come sooner. I should have come sooner"

Then, suddenly he turned around and slammed his hands on the steering wheel

"Damn! I should have run after him. He shouldn't get away with this, doing this to you."

"Hey." I tried to hold his gaze, and he finally met my eyes. "I'm fine, remember? I'm fine, thanks to you. Don't think about it"

He smiled a tiny, sad smile.

"How can I not?"

He raised his hand and caressed my face with his fingertips. It felt good, and warmed me inside. I closed my eyes. I heard him lean towards me and felt his lips touch the side of my forehead that wasn't covered in his t-shirt.

I opened my eyes.

"I think I might have ruined your t-shirt" I noted, trying to lighten the mood a little bit.

"I'll survive"

He almost smiled, and I almost smiled too.

"Thank you, Jacob" I said again, meeting his eyes. "I'm so glad I have you".

He studied my face for a long time.

"I'm just thankful I found you in one piece" he said earnest. "Now. Let's get you home"

He tore his eyes away from me and started the engine. As we drove onto the main road, I leaned back, wrapping the blanket more tightly around me. My head was aching and I had some sore spots, but all in all I felt better. My sight wasn't blurry, and I was warm under the blanket. The worst shock had left, and Jacob was there. Jacob. I settled into watching him, resting my head to the side. He sent me a little smile now and then, and sometimes he just turned to look at me.

While I was watching him I realized how much he actually meant to me. He had always been there for me, always. He'd played with me when I was a little girl, always kept me entertained. He'd comforted me and listened to my silly problems. He'd always saved me from uneasy situations. He'd been there my whole life, always putting my needs in front of his own. I remembered asking him once why he never had a girlfriend (in mind and body I guess I was about 10, so I'm excused) He'd laughed and said he didn't need a girlfriend when he had me. Now, that suddenly got a whole new meaning.

I realized Jacob hadn't had a girlfriend since long before I was born. ( Mom didn't count. I chose not to think too closely about that.) I remembered having crushes at different guys at school. Maybe not crushes, exactly, more thinking that he was cute, he was handsome. I got an embarrassed lump in my throat when I realized how Jake must have felt when he heard; I had been talking about it loudly with my girlfriends when he was around. Of course, I had always thought he was handsome too, more than anyone else. But he'd always been the forbidden fruit; the bestfriend you simply just don't fall in love with. I studied his neck and how his hair gloved each time we drove past a street light. I wanted to touch it, run my hand through it. I watched him the entire road home.

We reached the house and I stepped out of the car, bringing the blanket with me. My head felt so heavy it was difficult to hold my eyes open. Jacob wrapped his arm around me, and as soon as we came inside, I went into the bathroom. I stood there, looking at my reflection in the mirror. I looked like hell. There was dried blood all over the right side of my forehead and in my hair. I had a cut just above the eyebrow. My right chin was scratched and was probably going to get a heavy bruise. I had been bleeding from my lip, and it was a little swollen. My palms were bloody as well, from landing on the hard pavement.

Jacob entered the bathroom. He placed his arm around my shoulder and stood there beside me, looking into the mirror.

"It will get better when you wash off the blood" he said, trying to comfort me.

I swallowed.

"I guess"

He turned to look at me then, before he leaned down and kissed my neck just under my jawline. My stomach was suddenly filled with butterflies, for some reason.

"I'll be outside"

He silently walked out of the bathroom and closed the door behind him.

I washed my hands and my hair carefully. After taking a shower it felt a little bit better. I had managed to wash away all the blood, and I had cleaned the cut on my forehead. I combed my hair, brushed my teeth and changed into an oversized t-shirt. I was going to bed and nothing could stop me. It had been a very long day.

I left the bathroom and went into my room. Jacob was lying on my bed, looking up when I entered. He opened his arms without a word, and I laid down on the bed next to him. He tucked me in under the blanket and wrapped his arms tightly around me. I rested my head against his chest and closed my eyes. I felt perfectly safe, right there in his arms.

"Did you have a nice time earlier, with your friends?" he murmured.

"Mhm" I said without opening my eyes. "It was fun. How about you?"

"I went to the bonfire. It was okay, but you should have been there"

"Yes" I mumbled, sleep heavy in my voice "I'll never say no to a bonfire again"

He hugged me closer to his chest. Now he did I again; comforting me, trying to make me feel better. I realized I'd been selfish, thinking about how I was adjusting to things. What about Jacob? What about what he wanted? I opened my eyes. No more being unsure. No more thinking about me. I snuggled closer to his chest and wrapped my arm around him. I heard him sigh, and he hugged me tight to him, in a long, warm hug. I reached out and planted a soft kiss by the side of his neck.

"Nessie" he whispered in my ear.

His voice sounded far, far away as I drifted into sleep.

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