Black, White, and Broken All Over
Jacob was like Aiden.
He was family.
He was a friend.
And he wasn't HUMAN.
And now I realized it.
"What are you?" I snapped.
That took him by surprise my friend. He stepped backwards.
"I'm a fucking horse Jacob. Black, white, and broken all over. So is Liz." I choked on her name, "And Aiden, and Carolyn, and Jennie, and Eric." It hurt to say his name.
"A horse." He had the hint of a smile on his face. "What kind of damage can a horse do?"
"Enough. Especially to each other." I shot.
"This has to do with Liz doesn't it?" He sighed.
"Oh too much of it does." I shook my head. I sat down, hugging my knees to my chest.
Jacob sat down next to me, he looked at me as if he were remembering something.
"What did she do?"
"It's not what she did. It's what she didn't do." I spat. "It's all his fault!"
"Someone imprinted on her, didn't they?"
"How the hell would you know?" I glared at him, but it was the truth, and it hurt to hear it.
"Fate, Liz, him, what she didn't do. It adds up in the end." He shrugged and got up. "So La Push would be where you ran away to. Your parents don't know about this?"
"Why should they? They sided with Liz."
"Tomorrow, you're meeting someone." He walked away.
"Who."
"Leah." He called.
"Clearwater? I KNOW her already, smart one." I rolled my eyes. "Next thing you're gonna tell me is that Sam left her for Em."
"Hit the nail on the head."
"I hate Emily." I frowned.
Jacob chuckled at that one.
"No one deserves that." I got up and ran after him.
"I know."
"Did she imprint?"
"Nope."
"That sucks."
"So did you imprint?" Jacob looked at me.
"Do I look happy and mind washed yet?" I grumbled.
"Imprinting isn't mind wash." He disagreed.
"So who's the lucky girl?" I teased. This was more like it, maybe running away was working…
"You can meet her too." He rolled his eyes.
"Great, Clearwater's place tomorrow and then Imprint's place day after. Sounds like we're getting a schedule worked out here." I nodded.
"How strongly are you opposed to vampires, Shea?" Jacob asked randomly.
"YOU IMPRINTED ON A VAMPIRE?!" I laughed.
"No, she's half." He mumbled.
"Oh, great job." I patted him on the back.
"Hey! Just for all those comments I get to tease you for eternity when you imprint."
"Whatever, Jacob." And I walked back into the house.
Time to face Uncle Billy.