Flirting with a Nation that Wants to See Me Destroyed

My exhaustion turned into crankiness which, turned out to be the beginnings of a pregnancy. I was going to have a baby. An at home pregnancy test that Leah helped me to take, confirmed it. And it only felt fair to tell Embry too. It had been more than just a couple of weeks since we'd had each other and since I had been too scared to see him as openly as before.

But this news left me shaken. I banged on his front door until Embry answered, shirtless and looking just as tired as I was.

"Hey beauty." He greeted me with a friendly hug, a guise of our real relationship together.

"I don't have time to play around. I have to tell you this … I'm going to have a baby."

"And you think it could be mine." Embry added for me.

"It's possible. We did do it and I don't remember if we used any protection. I was just so-"

"Calm down Bonnie. It's alright." He hugged me again and then kissed me softly. "Don't worry about it. I'll man up and take care of it. I promise that nothing bad will happen to you. I'll take care of it." Embry promised and he did.

He did by unknowingly sacrificing himself for me. The moment he told Jacob about what we had done and the pregnancy, he sealed his own death. Jacob caught Embry off guard, clawed him to death and left me in the truck to watch. It was awful because I told Embry to meet me in the woods that night. I knew it was a set-up.

I was hoping that he'd hear the fear in my voice. I was hoping that I could project a thought into his mind of not to go, but it never reached him until it was too late. And Embry was dead. Jacob had killed him. And he was trying to force me to dig a hole for the body.

I rushed back to the car because I couldn't do it. Jacob was done quickly and although he was very dirty… and naked … he didn't seem bothered at all. I kept my mouth shut, afraid to do or say anything. I was hurting badly for Embry and didn't know how I was going to be able to live with this secret.

"We tell no one." Jacob commented, sternness on his face. "We take this to the grave."

Those words through me over the edge and I started bawling.

"Bonnie. Bon … get it together." Jacob growled roughly.

"We can't talk about it ever to each other either? Not even now?" I wondered as Jacob shook his head both times.

"No. But I'm not through with you."

And he wasn't. When he had come back, Jacob had cracked open a can of beer, swallowing one whole before walking over to me. I was facing the window in the kitchen, trying to get it together. I kept seeing pieces of Embry's body being ripped to shreds. Blood was flying, hair, … and Jacob had held up his castrated penis for me to see as though it were a trophy. I could feel the bile rise up to my throat. I was going to be sick.

"So … how was he?"

"What?" I wondered, taken aback by Jacob's question.

"You let Embry hit that. I want to know what he did. How was he … did he compare to me?" Jacob inquired insecurely, getting closer to me.

"It was just sex. Nothing special about it." I answered, then pressing my lips together tightly.

"Did he kiss you down … there?" Jacob reached his hand between my legs as a demonstration and I reacted by pushing him off.

"No. Never." Now I was starting to get scared. The Jacob that I had fallen in love with wasn't there at that moment. I didn't know who this guy was in front of me, but I wanted to get out. Now.

I turned to walk away, thinking that the conversation was over.

"Good." Jacob pressed himself against my back, trapping me between the wall that was nearest to me and his impenetrable body.

"What are you doing?"

"I want to prove to you how good I am. I want you to know that no one can love you better than I do." He slurred his words ever so slightly.

"Jacob." I warned. "Not now. I'm pre-"

"Don't say it." He lifted up my dress and ripped off my underwear, forcing himself onto me. I didn't scream out of fear for my life. I let him do what he wanted to me for as long as he wanted. Jacob loved me, I reminded myself. He would protect me. He was just going through a hard time.

And for that reason, I not only stayed but I put a spell on both of us … to take away the guilt over Embry. It would be like he had never even been killed.

(A/N: Nothing to say except, tell me what you thought about this chapter. Review. Luv. -NL)