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Rating: PG-13; Language, minor sexual references.
Warning: This is a Bella/Jacob story, so please be aware of this.
--Story takes place a couple weeks after she starts hanging out with Jake. Very AU obviously..
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Chapter Two – He Returns
Later that evening I was sitting up at the head of my bead, with Jacob sprawled out and consuming the majority of the twin mattress. His head was resting on the footboard, and my own legs were resting across his shins. Even though I knew I did not have to be afraid of touching Jacob, I was not about to jump him or anything. It almost surprised me, since I always felt that with Edward if he was human, we would have been doing a lot more than just kissing. At the same time though, I was happy for this, to know we could still just hang out like the good friends we were… even if there might be a little more to it now.
"So Bells, is it safe to rub it in Quil's face that you're my girlfriend now?" Jacob asked, a sarcastic grin on his lips. But I could see it in his eyes, he really wanted to know if we were officially a couple, or if I was still clinging to Edward. A very small part of me felt doubt, but I pushed it away, knowing that Jake was what I wanted now. But he was not simply what I wanted, no, I found I needed him these days. "Yes, but lets not make a huge thing out of it okay?" I said, already knowing when Charlie found out it would practically be a celebration. Not that happiness was a bad thing, I just did not feel like having all attention focused on me and how I was moving on.
"Allright, deal." He flashed a smile at me, his teeth a vibrant white in contrast to his tanned skin. The he leaned forward and gently kissed me. His warm, almost hot lips brought a very different feeling from the numerous cold kisses I had felt before. But it was not a bad difference at all. I let my fingers run through his satin smooth hair again, enjoying that I could let my hands wander without worrying. He pulled back, now propping himself up with an arm on each side of me. "Deal" I whispered and leaned forward to kiss him again.
The next morning I woke up with a silly grin plastered to my face. I could not help it, the aching hole inside of me seemed to have finally healed over. I stood up and headed to the bathroom to brush my teeth and get ready for school. However as I stepped out of the bathroom, toothbrush still hanging out of my mouth as I searched for clothes to wear, I got the eerie feeling that I was being watched. My eyes slowly scanned the room, then I rolled my eyes at myself. What was I doing? There were no vampires around to watch me through my window, and certainly none trying to kill me anymore, James was dead.
I stomped down the stairs and greeted Charlie, who still had no idea about Jacob and I. But I was quite sure he was getting suspicious, after all Jake and I did not usually hang out in my room too often. "Hey Dad, your leaving later than usual" I said, taking a sip of the milk I had poured myself. "Uh, yeah, I need to talk to you Bella." I frowned, wondering what strange lecture I was going to get now. Charlie never was very good at the parenting speeches. He zipped up his sheriff's jacket, and began strapping up his holster. I could tell he was fidgeting, trying to put off whatever awkward conversation we were about to have. He started talking while pretending to still be fixing his belt. "Well… are you, are you and Jake being… intimate?" I could see his face getting a little red, and knew my own was bright as a cherry. My stomach was doing somersaults as I stuttered to respond to him. "W-what? Dad! No! I mean, we're sort of… dating I guess now. But god, no! We're not…. Having sex, geez." I was staring at the cracks on a tile in the floor as I said the last part. If I was this embarrassed saying 'sex' how could I possibly be having it?! I heard Charlie sight with relief, and then his tone took on a lighter note. "Oh, all right, good. Because that's not allowed under my roof. I'm glad you finally saw what was right in front of you Bells." Charlie smiled at me, then turned for the door. He yelled behind his shoulder as he headed down the front steps. "Oh and by the way, Jake's not allowed in your room anymore. See you at dinner!" With that Charlie let the screen door shut behind him, and I just stared at his back, a little in shock.
I guess Charlie caught on a little more than I thought. So no more Jacob in my room, that certainly was not pleasing. Before that rule had no effect on Edward, but Jake could not climb into my second story window every night without making a single noise. It seemed we would have to get a little more creative to get any alone time. I sighed, and decided to focus on the presentation I had to give in my English class with Angela second period. I was starting to talk to my old friends again, but I found Angela had never really stopped being my friend even when I fell silent for so long. Now she was my best female friend, and was probably the only one I planned on telling that I was with Jacob now.
The presentation went smoothly, although the teacher did tell both of us we had to speak louder. I knew there was no chance Angela could make her already shaky voice any louder, so I stepped up and read off the last paragraph of our power point a little louder than before. Angela had smile gratefully, and I smiled, glad to know I could at least help out my closest human friend in some small way. It was already last period study now, and I tried to get my mind back on the math homework I was trying to do. The bell rang though, and I decided I could push it off until later tonight. I gathered my things and tossed them in my bag, then headed for the parking lot.
As I walked to my rustic Chevy, I felt like I was being watched again, but told myself I was being paranoid. Knowing too much about the world's supernatural secrets must not be good for one's mental health. I revved up the truck and headed home, the ride was silent from the stereo that had been violently ripped out. I parked my truck and ran up the stairs to toss my book bag on the bed, and find my hiking boots. Jacob was meeting me after school, I had convinced him we should hike through some trails in La Push, far enough in the forest so I could actually see him shift into his werewolf form again. I was dangerously curious about it, and convinced him in the middle of the woods, with miles of space, he could not hurt me while he phased.
I shoved my feet into the boots and laced them up fast as I could, then stood and practically began running down the stairs. However I slammed into something hard and stumbled back. "Ouch" As rubbed the tip of my nose, I felt his warm arms wrap around me. "Sorry Bells, didn't mean to hurt you. Although maybe you should think about slowing the pace since you have a tendency to get yourself bruised?" I could hear the smile in his voice, and smacked him in the chest pretending to be angry at the remark. He leaned down and pecked me on the nose. "There, good as new". I smiled and brushed my lips across his "Almost" I whispered, then wrapped my arms around his neck.
It was about two minutes later when we were both forced to come up for air. I did not expect to get so carried away with one simple kiss. "Okay" I said, still catching my breath. "We better get going, otherwise we'll never leave this room." I said, grabbing his hand and pulling him towards the door. Jacob simply allowed his hulking frame to be dragged along behind me. "We can stay here, trust me I don't mind" Jacob smirked, a look in his eyes that I could describe as nothing other than desire.
Edward had been crouched in the branches of the tree outside Bella's window, quietly watching her with his golden gaze. He could feel his non existent heart twist as he watched her throw her books on her her bed, wishing he could just go over and talk to her. But he tried to convince himself he was only here to see if she was okay, that meant no communication.
When Jacob entered the room, and he watched what transpired, he once more felt his dead heart. Except this time it was shattered, crumbling to tiny pieces that were far too small to be put back together. A quiet growl left his lips, and took every ounce of control to not leap on that stupid Quileute boy and throw him off the woman he loved. But no, maybe this was best? Bella had moved on and could now have the normal life he wanted for her…. However that argument did not sound so convincing to him now that he had actually seen her in some human's arms, rather than just imagining the scenario in his mind.
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