Chapter 7: Father, May I Make Out With Danger?

About three hours after we ditched school and went to Jake's house, he had already beat me in four board games, 2 card games, and an peanut butter sandwich eating contest (we were really bored…..and hungry). Billy sat in the living room with us most of the time and watched football on the small black and white TV. Every few minutes, when Jake and I were playing BS, he would look over my shoulder and tell Jacob what cards I had in Quileute. I pretended not to notice, it wasn't my fault that Charlie taught me to speak the language when I was 5 and didn't tell Billy. When the game was over, Billy excused himself and rolled out to take a nap. I was so curious as to why he had to have the wheelchair. I decided that today would be the day I found out

We decided to take a walk on the beach before I went home. The sun wasn't out, but at least it wasn't raining, so the sky was a light gray. The water was calm, and came rolling up the shore in small waves. I wanted to ask Jake about his dad, but I didn't want to make him feel pressured to tell me. I decided that it would be best if I just went out and asked him.

"So what happened to your dad?" I asked quietly. I didn't know if it was something really personal and didn't want to hit a sore subject. He was silent for a few seconds. All that we could hear was the calm waves washing up on the sand. He sighed and rubbed the back of his neck.

"It's not really something I like to talk about." He said quietly, looking at the ground. I instantly felt guilty.

"'I'm sorry I didn't mean to make you feel uncomfortable." Why did I think he would tell me that?

"Hey, it's ok. You didn't know." We were silent for a while after that. We just kept walking next to each other. The silence was starting to get a little uncomfortable, and Jacob sighed.

"It was five years ago. I was ten, and my dad took me out fishing. We were going to our favorite spot in the middle of the woods, a little pond. It was small but it was filled with trout. So anyway, we were in the middle of the woods when he heard something. He told me to go hide in the bushes, and when I did I heard a sort of hissing noise. Coming from where I was just standing. I tried to see what it was, but the bushes were so thick that I couldn't see anything. I heard my dad yell something about "filthy leaches", and the next thing I hear are two loud cracks, my dad screaming, and then a loud deep growl, like a dog. Then whatever attacked my dad got chased off by the wolf or whatever it was. I ran out of the bushes and saw my dad lying on the ground. His legs were completely out of place. Then Sam came out of nowhere, and carried my dad back to the rez."

We stopped walking and stood in front each other. I looked up at him; his eyes were closed, as if he was playing the memory in his head. His expression made me want to cry, he looked like he was in pain and I have grown very close to Jacob. If he was in pain, I was in pain. The next thing I did I couldn't, and didn't want to, control. I wrapped my arms around his waist and hugged him. He let his hands rest on my upper back, and he held me close.

"When we got to the Hospital, the doctor said that he lost the use of his legs. I couldn't imagine my dad in a wheelchair. He was the most active man I knew, he went jogging every day, he mountain biked, he even cliff dived. But all that changed, he changed." I felt his chest rise and fall in labored breaths. Then he broke out into sobs. Most of the time I would find this sight disgraceful, if I didn't know the story, but I knew the story here, and it was a sad one. I even felt a tear fall down my cheek.

"Jacob," I started, trying to breathe evenly, "I am so sorry that happened to you." Another tear. "No son should have to have to go through that." Jacob continued to sob; he fell to his knees, still holding me close, bringing me down with him. I couldn't stand it any longer. I began to cry with Jacob, letting the tears fall freely, not trying to hide them. I don't know what I would do if something like that happened to Charlie, the thought made me cry harder. Jacob pulled me closer, and I wrapped my hands around his neck, and cried into his shoulder.

After a while, our breaths came more easily and we finally stopped crying. But we stayed the way we were; on our knees, his hands wrapped around waist and mine around his neck. My head was lying on his shoulder, and he was stroking my hair.

I looked up at him, and felt something spark inside me. He was, sort of beautiful, I didn't dare say that to him but he was. His eyes were still a little red, and there were still lingering tears falling down his cheeks. He was perfect. I loved him. By the way he was looking at me with his beautiful brown eyes, I could tell that he felt the same way.

"Bella." He whispered, and leaned closer to me. I closed my eyes, and leaned in with him. When our lips brushed, I felt a spark on my mouth. I leaned closer and molded my lips to his. I lifted my hands up to his hair and played with his silky locks. He pulled me tighter against him and I melted into his body. He opened his mouth, and when his tongue ran across my bottom lip, I thought I would die. I opened my mouth, and slid my tongue across his. He let out a moan, and I couldn't explain what that did to my body. I lost all rationality, and propriety, and just let myself get lost in the lust. I took my hands out of his hair, and slid them down his chest to the bottom of his shirt. I slid it up his body, and he raised his arms above his head so I could get it off him. I looked at his perfectly sculpted chest. I ran my hands across his abs and he shivered in pleasure.

"Bella." He moaned. Then he began to unbutton my shirt.

"Jacob." I whispered. He started to kiss my neck. I moaned in pleasure. He began sucking and nipping at it. He was almost through with my buttons when we heard a hooting coming from the parking lot.

"Woo hooo! Looks like Jakey's gonna have some fun tonight!" It was Quill. We both groaned, and I began to button my shirt back up. I hope that whoever else was watching us didn't see my bra. Jacob put his shirt back on and turned to the smiling faces of Quill, Embry and Seth.

"What are you doing here?" he growled.

"Well I should ask you the same thing." Embry said. "You know they make bedrooms for this sort of thing." Then he looked at me. "Hey Bella, are those things real?" I could feel my face heating up. So much for them not seeing my bra. He laughed, and Jacob grabbed him by his throat.

"Shut up Embry! Before I rip your head off!" Whoa! Didn't expect Jacob to react like that. He never acted violent.

"Whoa! Man calm down I was joking!" He yelled. I could see fear in his eyes. This just wasn't Jacob. I could see why he was upset about them interrupting us, and Embry's comment, but this wasn't right.

"Jacob let him go!" I yelled and tried to pull him away from Embry.

"Hey Jake, calm down, let him go!" Seth yelled.

"Apologize! Now!" he bellowed. His body began to shake violently, just like Leah and Seth this morning.

"Ok! Bella, I'm sorry! I really am!" He yelled. He was frightened, and so was I. I've never seen Jake like this before.

"It's all right Embry. Now let him go Jake!" I pleaded. Tears began to well in my eyes again. Jacob looked at me, then at Embry. His eyes widened, as if he just noticed what he was doing, then he let go of his neck. Embry fell to the ground gasping, and coughing. Quill helped him up, and they just stood there staring at Jake. I was concerned for Embry, but I was mad at Jake. Why would he do that to his best friend? I couldn't hold it in any longer.

"What's wrong with you?" I yelled at him. "Are you crazy or something? You could have killed him!"He stared at me with a guilty expression. I knew that he would listen to what I had to say, and boy, did I have a lot to say. "You're insane! He was just being an ass! You didn't have to go all Hulk on him, and choke him to death! What's wrong with you?"I had much more to say but something inside me made me shut up. I suddenly felt bad for yelling at him, even though I knew he deserved it. I wasn't mad at him anymore. I was now more concerned why he was shaking like that. I placed my hand on his chest then quickly pulled it away. His skin was burning hot!

"Jacob! What's wrong with you?" I asked in a concerned tone now. But he mistuke it for me still being upset.

"Bella, I'm so sorry. I just lost my temper and…."

"I'm not mad at you Jacob! I'm worried! Why are you burning like that?" His eyes widened.

"I- I'm burning?" he asked. He seemed nervous.

"Ya. You started to burn right after you were shaking. Now what's wrong with you?" the tears began to cascade down my face now. He looked at me in shock.

"I- I was shaking?" I nodded.

"Yes Jacob. Now why won't you tell me what's wrong?

"Bella, di-did I hurt you?" he asked then grabbed my shoulders. His hands were burning me and his hold was like a vice.

"No you didn't, hurt me." I said. "Bu-but Jacob, you are hurting me now. Let go of me please!" He released my shoulders and backed away from me. I stepped closer to him, and he backed away again.

"Jacob, please tell me what's wrong!" I pleaded, but he just kept on backing away from me.

"I gotta go." He said, and then broke out into a sprint for the woods.

"Jacob!" I tried to run after him, but he was long gone before I reached the edge of the woods.

"Jacob." I whispered. The tears were falling in bucket loads now. I fell to on my knees and began sobbing into my hands. Seth, Quill and Embry came up behind me. Seth crouched down beside me and pulled me into a hug.

"What's wrong with him?" I sobbed. "And why did he just run away like that?" I started crying harder.

"It's ok Bella." Seth said. He looked to the other two.

"I think it's time to tell her. We all knew this would happen." Quill said.

"But what about the Tribe Elders?" Embry asked. "We aren't supposed to tell anybody out of the blood line." I was getting annoyed with them talking about me like I wasn't here.

"What are you talking about?" I asked, pulling myself out of Seth's arms. "What am I not supposed to know?" I was going to get my answers one way or another. They looked at each other and nodded.

"We have to take her to the council."

Hope you liked it. Kind of a twist huh? Hope you liked it! Please review!