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Previously:
I smiled and hugged him again.
"Let's get riding, then!" I exclaimed.
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We were on the dirt road that Jake had recommended. The road was very wide but surrounded by forest.
"You remember how to ride?" Jake asked teasingly.
"Hah, I sure hope so," I joked. I honestly didn't remember after what had happened last time when I fell off the bike and split my forehead open.
I stood there, staring at my bike once Jake had put it down. I couldn't remember much about it. I remembered where the clutch was, and the brake, but that was about it. I couldn't remember exactly how to start it.
"You need help don't you?" Jake laughed. I nodded but kept my eyes on the bike. "Why don't you get on it first?"
"Okay," I whispered. I hopped on the bike. I kicked the little stand back and stood there waiting for further instructions when I felt two warm hands grab either sides of my waist. I felt so safe with Jake.
"Okay. Do you remember anything about last time? With the brakes and the clutch that you were supposed to hold onto like a grenade?" he asked.
Suddenly, it all came flowing back into my head. I remembered every detail of the last time we came here. Before I had fallen off my bike and split my head open.
"I remember now. I remember everything. Okay, I think I'll be fine. I think you should hold me just in case, though," I answered. Jake kept holding onto me while I started the bike.
I revved it up. It sounded so cool. Jake let go of me.
"One more thing before you go. Just in case anything happens," Jake rushed. He kissed my cheek. I could feel his hot breath on my face.
"I'll be fine. Don't worry," I assured him.
I took off on my bike speeding past the trees. The forest was a blur around me. All my thoughts escaped my mind. I felt so free. Free of having to worry or care about anything. I focused on the road as I let my mind wander.
"I had so much fun, Jake!" I squealed as I hopped into my truck. Jake chuckled as he hopped into the passenger seat.
We drove back to his house and took the bikes back into the garage. Jake did most of the work.
"So, are you doing anything this afternoon?" he asked when we were in the garage.
"Um, I don't think so. Charlie's going to be working late at the station; he said he might stay overnight," I replied. He raised one eyebrow. "Oh, they're working on a case. So, I'll be on my own tonight. Was there something you wanted us to do?"
"Oh. Um, since Charlie's not going to be home, do you mind if I come over?" Jake asked with puppy-dog eyes.
"Sure, of course you can. I need company!"
Jake chuckled and put his arm over my shoulder as we walked back to the truck.
When we got back to my house, Jake asked to use the phone to tell Billy he was staying over.
"Hey, Dad. I'm going to be staying over at Bella's for a while. Call me if you need anything," he said into the phone. "Billy didn't pick up, so I left a message."
I smiled.
"Oh, no. I'm supposed to go to Sam Uley's place for dinner tonight with Billy. Oh, how did I forget?! I'm so sorry for bailing out on you like this, Bella. I have to go. Really sorry," he panicked. He hugged me and kissed my hair before he left.
Well, great. Just great. I was stuck at home. Alone. With nothing to do.
I sat on the couch flicking through random channels and eating lollies. I settled on The Simpsons. I left the packet of lollies on my lap and the television remote on the floor next to my foot. About 10 minutes later, I started to drift into unconsciousness. I changed my position on the couch and lay down.
I heard the engine of Charlie's cruiser.
I opened my eyes to see that the packet of lollies had spilled all over me when I had changed positions. I grabbed all the lollies, put them back in the packet and threw it into the bin. What a waste of lollies.
Charlie had entered the house while I was in the kitchen.
"Bella, honey, I'm home," he yelled from the doorway.
"Hey, Dad! In the kitchen," I answered. "It's only 7. I thought you were going to be home at, like, 9 or something."
"Oh, I thought you might be lonely so I got Ron to cover for me," he said.
"Oh, okay. That's, um... cool, Dad," I said lamely. Charlie chuckled and went to get last night's spaghetti out of the fridge. "I'm going to go to sleep early, Dad. I'll probably do some homework or something before-hand. Night, Dad," I said.
"Sleep tight, Bells," he replied,
I was tired. I went to bed after I had change into my sweats.
I had a weird dream. It was of Jacob. And our family. Jacob was sitting next to me on a back porch, hand-in-hand. There were two little kids running around in the back yard. A boy and a girl. The boy looked almost exactly like Jacob. Except he had my eyes and my ears. The girl looked a lot more like me except for her lips.
I woke up and couldn't go back to sleep. I tossed and turned but had the happy family image still in my head. I decided to read a book. I grabbed my Romeo and Juliet novel off of my bed-side table. I turned my lamp on and looked at my alarm clock. It said 10:45. It was dark outside so it was definitely night time.
I hopped out of bed and quietly opened the door. All the lights were off and I could hear snoring coming from Charlie's room. I climbed back into bed in a sitting position and began reading from where I had left off.
There was a knock my window. I could hear a low voice whispering my name. It was Jacob.
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