Hard to Be Faithful (Part One)

(Summary: Based off of Hinder's Lips of an Angel... )

I knew Bonnie way before Bella came back to Forks and I went through my awkward transitions and imprinted Reneesme. Her parents used to take summer vacations to Forks to reconnect with their Quilete ancestors. See Bonnie's dad was one of us.

But he was one of the few who was willing and I guess lucky enough to leave behind our tight-knit, yet very impoverished, community. The first time I ever really noticed Bonnie was when I was twelve and she was fourteen. I always did have a thing for older women.

I remember it very clearly. Bonnie was standing up while the rest of us sat down around the campfire…

"Why don't you sit down with us?"I asked with a smile, something that I often did since I never too myself or life too seriously.

"I'll stand." She responded, crossing her arms over her chest and looking uncomfortable, like she was thinking of a slew of contemptuous thoughts about us. I ignored her for a while, telling horror stories around the fire and making jokes with Quil and Embry. They kept poking fun about the fact that I was the only one who hadn't had a girlfriend.

"People are starting to talk." Quil started as I rolled my eyes. I knew where this was going.

"Come on Jake. Just go out with Mila."

"I don't like her." I shrugged, looking off into the distance and over at Bonnie.

"That's just it. People are starting to wonder if you like any girl." Quil added as Embry gave me a sympathetic look and lifted his eyebrows.

"I'm not gay idiots." I clinched my jaw together.

"Prove it." Embry challenged, always putting me on the spot.

"Don't have to." I shot back, annoyed at how asinine they were being. I hadn't kissed a girl yet or had a girlfriend, but I'd liked plenty of girls. I just never said anything because they were much older. I mean I used to like Leah and that's just not going to happen.

"What about her?" Embry persisted, pointing to Bonnie.

"Yeah." Quil pressed.

"I wonder how long until she gets tired of standing." Leah joked randomly as if she wasn't aware of the conversation we were having. In that moment, I would have agreed to anything to get these guys to shut up. So … I shrugged and decided that I should take the first leap of niceness here. Even though she was a good two feet away from us, Bonnie had been watching us the whole time like she wanted to join us but something was holding her back.

"So you're from Florida, right?"

"No. Virginia. My dad moves us around a lot. We did live in Florida for a while and California before that … He says this is the last stop for a while."

"I'm confused."

"Sorry. We lived in Virginia when I was a child and now we're moving back for good." She explained, less hostile than I thought she was going to be. I was guessing that she was just a little scared or something.

"So, how do you like it here?"

"I've been visiting here since I was seven. I'm not new here." She complained as if offended that I didn't know who she was.

"Sorry. It's hard to remember someone who pouts in the corner and doesn't say anything to anyone." I admitted, but then decided that I was too harsh on her. "But now that you've told me something about yourself, I promise I'll never forget you."

She chuckled a soft yet genuinely-amused laugh, the sides of her cheeks forming small barely-there dimples. Cute.

"I don't want you to remember me because I'm from Virginia. That's just stupid."

"Then tell me something else, something interesting." I paused to stare at her intensely like I had seen James Bond do on those movies. He was so cool and I wanted to prove to the guys that I wasn't a wimp … or gay. "Do you want to…" I pointed to a spot away from the bonfire.

"Sure. So… I lived in Japan so I'm like semi-fluent in Japanese. My dad has been making all of us practice French and Spanish around the house…." Bonnie explained, sitting beside me fervently.

I only heard part of what she was saying. I saw Bonnie as a chance, an opportunity to get two things in one shot. I could get the kiss thing over with and prove to everyone that I liked girls. When she finally stopped talking, I smiled again.

"Do you want to hang out again?"

"Maybe."

"But you have to promise to sit down." I demanded as Bonnie started chuckling with her light-hearted laugh.

"No dirty places then." She responded leaving me watching her and the small curves of her body. She wrapped a long-sleeved black cardigan closer to her body, looking down as she walked away and I smiled. She was damn cute.

The next day and the day after that and after that for three weeks I met up with her again. I was waiting on the side of the community general store with one foot on the side of the building and the other one supporting me. My eyes were closed and I had reached my head up to the sky to feel the warmth.

It was very rare to have days like this in Forks and I loved it.

"Boo!" A high-pitched female voice shifted me out of my peace, startling me. "Ha!"

"Not funny." I groaned, reaching my arms out to tickle her but she took off running. I never thought that someone could move that fast in flip flops, but Bonnie managed to remain ahead of me … for a while until my hands finally reached her waist and she tumbled to the ground in a fit of laughter.

"Uncle!" She yelled as I stopped suddenly and the two of us paused sharing a secret smile. Now was my chance. Now I could …. I started to think as I moved my face closer to hers.

"Ready?" Bonnie got up suddenly, helping me up. I noticed how nice she looked in her summer shorts and casual halter top.

"Yeah?"

"You told me that you'd take me to someplace clean."

"Oh. I lied." I smiled as she started to trail behind me.

"What do you mean?"

"Did you bring your swim suit?"

"Yeah, but there aren't any pools around here."

"I know!" I yelled back as I made it to the beach, running into the water with my swimming trunks on. Bonnie chased after me, splashing me until I begged her to stop. There we were, treading in the water … the perfect moment. As we got closer and closer, I could feel the movement of her legs inches from mine.

I took the plunge.

"What are you doing?"

"Nothing." I lied.

"How old are you Jacob?"

"Twelve." I answered, hanging my head. Bonnie immediately started swimming back to the shore. "What's wrong?" I chased after her.

"This is pathetic. You're a kid, a baby practically. A kid is coming onto me." She shook her head, frustrated.

"You're not that much older than me-"

"You haven't gone through puberty yet. You voice is still as high as mine and me kissing you would be … absolutely pathetic." She blurted out as I felt tears sting my eyes. But that's as far as it went. Boys don't cry.

"See you later Bonnie."

"Jake … wait … I didn't mean it like that. I meant that I would be …. I didn't mean that you're pathetic." She tried to explain in vain. I didn't care what she meant. She said I was nothing. So what if the boys would talk about me again? I wasn't going to kiss Bonnie and maybe my patheticness was the reason why no one else wanted to kiss me except Mila.

I didn't talk to Bonnie for a while since I got sick that night. Food poisoning or something. Two days later she came to visit me.

"I heard you were sick so I brought you something." She appeared with a thermos and a toy. Seriously?

"A toy Bonnie?"

"It's not a toy. It's that thing that all the pre-teens are dying to have." Bonnie answered with laughter in her eyes. But I was in no mood for this.

"If you're not here to apologize, then go."

"I am. Look … I thought about it Jake and believe it or not, I know what everyone's been saying about you. And that's why I didn't want to kiss you. I don't want you to test your straightness out on me and then if you do like boys … that would be pathetic, for me." She recovered.

"Bull shit."

"Yeah, it is. It's just weird that I like you the way I do." She admitted. "And I thought that … I don't know. I came here to give you what you want."

"I don't want it now." I shrugged even though it was a lie. I wanted it more than anything else now that it was dangling in front of me.

"Okay." Bonnie sighed and started to turn around.

"Kidding." I called out as she smiled and turned back to me.

"Kissing is … really easy." She explained, pressing her lips against mine quickly. I felt shock, surprise and joy all at the same time. I reached for her again as Bonnie kissed me again and again. "Three is enough." Bonnie placed her hand on my face lightly, stroking it before leaving.

After that, I couldn't wait to see her immediately but I didn't because that was her last day with us. Her dad had been called back to work. So … I wouldn't see her. Not again until next summer…

(A/N: This story doesn't really have parts but I didn't want to post a chapter that was 10 pages long. This whole mini-story is done so I HOPE YOU LIKE IT and review. And back to my shameless promotion: check out After the Hurricane, The Truth Is, I'm so Sick, and La Tortura (Degrassi). Luv. –NL)

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