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Blinded Love
I was lying in my bed, the soft covers stroking my thighs, which were swaddled in blankets. I sighed. I had no idea what to do, seeing as Tommy was at the cinema with the friends he had made over the week, when I heard the sound of my phone, breaking the peaceful silence. I jolted up into an upright position, and felt my hand over my desk to where the familiar shape of my phone met my fingers. I snatched it up, and placed it to my ear.
"Hello?" I called into the little object.
"Hi, it's Jacob. I was wondering if you wanted to hang out with me and a few friends?" He asked. I was surprised to say the least. I had never been asked to 'hang' with anyone before.
"yeah, that'd be cool."
"I can get to your place in five minutes. Okay?" he said, and my mind went into overload. He didn't know I was in care.
"Okay, I'll be waiting at the corner."
"No you won't. I'll ring the doorbell."
"Wait! How do you know where I live?" I asked. I hoped he hadn't been stalking me.
"News gets around. Hey, will the, umm, care warden mind?" I sighed. So he knew.
"No, she encourages everyone to 'make friends'" I said.
"Okay. See you in five!" He called, and hung up. I swung my legs over the side of my bed, and made my way over to the wardrobe. I pulled out one of my knee-length skirts, a pair of flesh tights, which I could tell were flesh because of the draw they were in, and a red, low neck, long sleeved top, which matched the orange, red and yellow butterflies on the skirt. How I knew what everything looked like? Each fabric felt slightly different, and I ordered my clothes in rainbow order, on different piles, so I wouldn't dress weirdly. After getting dressed, I let my hair fall loose down my back, brushing it out so it wouldn't look knotty. A second after I had put on my pair of golden slip-on shoes, the doorbell rang. I felt my way down the stairs, and could hear the faint talking of Jacob and my social worker from behind the closed door of the office.
"I'll keep her safe miss." Jacob said, and I listened closer.
"You see that you will. It is quite rare that she is away from her brother, and if anything happens to her, you can vouch on the fact that Thomas will get involved." Miss Peters replied, and I sighed. Of course Tommy would fight anyone who hurt me.
"I had a feeling about that from the moment we met. She'll be in safe hands." Jacob countered, and I chose this as the time to knock onto the door. I felt it round as it opened, and miss Peters took my hand into hers, guiding me forward.
"Have nice time dear." She said, and put my hand into Jacobs.
"I will." I said, and held onto Jacob's forearm as he walked down the hall.
"So…" I said, trying to make conversation. "What are we going to do?" I asked.
"Well, all the guys are at Emily's, so we'll head there, and then we're going to go down to the beach. Sound good?" he asked, and I nodded. Jacob slowed to a stop, and I reached my hand out, touching a car.
"You drive?" I asked.
"Yep." He replied, and I knew that he was quite chuffed about this fact.
"Okay." I said, and he opened the door for me, and manoeuvred me into the car. The window was rolled down, and I felt the cool breeze caress my face as Jacob drove along.
All the 'guys' were really nice. They joked a lot, and reminded me of a big, happy family. Jacob, true to word, kept me safe, and verbally told me where everything was, as well as guiding my hand or body when I needed or wanted to go or get something. I didn't really know, but it felt as though he couldn't keep his off me.
"So, Laura, tell us about your family." One of them said, and my face fell slightly.
"My brother, Tommy, is eleven, and probably my best friend. He's already taller than me, and keeps me safe." I said.
"Parents?" the same voice asked, and I felt my eyes pricking with tears, going back to my last conversation with them.
Flashback
"Mum, who was your mum?"I asked her, as she showed me a big family photo book, filled with memories. I had noticed that she would occasionally skip pages altogether, the ones about her family, before Tommy and I were born.
"I can't really remember her; she was Quileute, and would always take me there when I was a little girl, but she had fallen out with her dad, and didn't want to go back." My mum explained.
"What's Quileute?" I asked her, confused at the new word.
"It's a group of native Americans who are supposedly descended from wolves. As a little girl, I was fascinated by their legends. If you ever get a chance, visit there someday; I remember them being very kind, bar my grandfather." I soaked up this new information like a dry sponge. At that moment, my father came in, and I smiled up at him. He came over, and hugged my mum first, then me, kissing my forehead.
"Isn't it past your bedtime?" He asked me, and I sighed, nodding. He wished me goodnight, and I stole one of my brother's cookies from the table, and went up to my room, sketching out my garden.
End of Flashback
"Don't worry." The voice said, and I gave it a half smile in its general direction.
"Are you okay?" Jacob asked me, and I nodded.
"Just… remembering." I said, and he pulled me into a friendly, comforting hug.
"Shall we get going to the beach?" A voice asked; it was the boy I got detention with. I think his name was Seth.
"Sure." Jacob asked,
"I packed you some snacks if you want them!" Emily called, and I heard the sound of someone running back to collect them. Jacob held firmly onto my arm, guiding me along. If there was something I had learnt about these people; they ate a lot of food.
After a while of walking, finally I put my food onto ground that gave way, and was had to walk across. The beach!
"Are we at the beach?" I asked
"Yep. How did you know?" Jacob asked me, and I grinned.
"I felt the sand. Is there anything in front of me?" I asked. I really wanted to get in the sea.
"Nope. Just the sea, and sand." Jacob said.
"Am I facing the sea head on?" I asked.
"Yep. Why do you want to know that?" Jake asked, but it was too late for rational discussion. I had never seen, or felt, the sea; only in pictures. I started pulling off my shoes, and then my top, revealing a tank top. I went for my skirt, and revealed a pair of cotton shorts. With a scream, I started running forward, as fast as possible. Suddenly I felt the sea, and let out a loud whoop. Everyone was probably staring at me like a crazy person, but I didn't care, because I couldn't see them. I dived forward, and felt the rush of freezing cold water cover myself. I could taste the salt water on my tongue, and if felt good! I understood the attraction for the sea now; you could feel free. I kicked up towards the surface, and the air met my face; a slight breeze caressing it. I heard Jacob call from far away. How far out was I?
"Laura! Come back! Laura!" he shouted, and I followed the direction of his voice, when suddenly he cried out
"No! Swim!" He screamed, and suddenly water covered my face. I felt myself being pulled under, into a strong current. I screamed, filling my mouth with water, and instantly regretted it. I couldn't breathe, and I didn't know which way was up. I was completely confused, and my lungs were screaming for air. I gasped in, trying to get air, but all I was getting was disgusting salt water. I felt myself fainting, and I fought the fast-failing limbs, and my mind went blank.
Jacob's POV
I laughed, along with the rest of the pack, as Laura ran head first into the water. Sheswam around for a bit, when I noticed a large wave heading for the shore! Maya surely wouldn't be able to dodge that- it would crush her!
"Laura! Come back! Laura!" I shouted, and the other guys just stood, horrified. She started following my voice, but she was being too slow.
"No! Swim!" I screamed, and I watched in horror as the wave crashed over her head, pulling her under. I had to help; I had to find her! I ran head first into the sea, and dived under. I opened my eyes, not caring that the salt water was hurting my eyes and making them water, but my Laura was my priority. After two, deathly minutes, I saw her form, and pulled her above my head, out of the water. I pulled her to shore, and everyone crowded round her.
"Guys, give her some space!" I shouted, and they each took two steps back. I looked back to my angel, and pushed hard on her chest. Once, twice, three times. Nothing happened. I pressed my mouth to hers, blowing air into her lungs. I pumped again, and this time her heart responded slightly. Again, I blew air into her lungs, and her chest rose slightly. I pumped her chest again, and her heart finally started again, but it was weak. Then she started coughing up seawater. I put her into the recovery position, and stroked her hair out of her face and the seawater came out; about a pint of it. Finally, she sat up and asked,
"Jacob?" My angel was asking for me. I smiled
"I'm here, don't worry." I soothed, and pulled her into my arms. I walked over to her pile of clothes, very much forgotten by her, and pulled a soft towel around her. She was shivering now, and I pulled her nearer. She let out another shiver, and I soothed her again
"I'll keep you warm, don't worry." I whispered, and she fell asleep in my arms. I pulled her clothes on over her semi-dry bikini, and lifted her back to Emily's, who washed her, and dressed her in her now dry clothes, making it appear as if she had never been drowned, all while my angel was sleeping. I then placed her gently on the sofa, and curled up beside her. She was practically on top of me though, because I took up the whole sofa. For once, no one commented, and `I fell asleep as well.
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