So a reviewer told me that Jake does actually have sisters. Twins. Now that I have this bit of info I'm here to say that in this fanfic, Jake has another sister named Janet! GREAT NEWS!!!!!! I've finally found a way to continue this story!!!! I stayed up all night last night trying to figure out how to continue and I did it. So now the story is more interesting. I'm so proud of myself.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything except for my crazy, should be in a nut house, ideas.
It had been a few weeks since Emma first encounter with the Blacks. Since then, she has been convinced that Jacob's life goal is to make her feel as small as possible around him; so far he's done pretty darn good.
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The final bell rang and Janet and Emma were walking out the front door, laughing all the way. Emma stopped, eyes wide, and then she growled in frustration. She turned to Janet.
"I forgot my books in my locker. You go ahead and I'll catch up." Janet nodded and Emma turned and ran back through the doors. Her locker was in the very last building, almost the very last locker. She kept on running through the halls trying not to waste time when she finally got to her locker. She stood there with her hands on her knees huffing before opening her locker. Something in the corner of her eye caught her attention and she looked to see what it was. A boy at the end of the hallway was wondering around. All she could see was his back so she couldn't recognize him. His head whipped toward her and she blushed in embarrassment. She turned back to her locker to get her books. Faintly behind the door of her locker she heard a wheezing. The hard breathing seemed to get louder and more laborious. She slowly closed her locker and screamed in terror. Behind her locker stood the boy. His hair was a tangled mess of bronze and brown. His eyes were a bright, blood-thirsty red and his lips were pulled up over his teeth. She backed up as he took a step forward. He kept on coming towards her, still breathing hard and hissing through his teeth. He lunged at her and she finally turned around and ran for it. She took many turns, not realizing were she was going. She didn't hear him coming after her so she slowed down and glanced behind her. When she turned back around he was right in front of her with the same murderous look as before.
"Who the hell are you?" she asked. His tongue came out to loll at the side of his mouth as he grabbed her wrist. Emma's eyes widened.
"Uh, this isn't gonna work, you need to get you hands off me." She tried to jerk her hands away from his but all she heard was a popping sound. She groaned as her wrist went numb and his grip only got tighter. He slowly started pulling her back to his chest. She shivered as her skin made contact with his. He was rock hard and freezing. She felt his chilly breath on her neck. Something was telling her he wasn't trying to hit on her. Emma screamed bloody murder and tears streamed down her cheeks. The monster covered her mouth with his hand while the other held both of hers. His teeth were so close to touching her neck she could almost feel the tension between them.
Suddenly, she no longer felt the presence of him and she was being whisked down the hall. She hung onto the burning body that now gripped her middle. She didn't know if they were good or bad but at least she was away from whatever that was. All of a sudden she was in a dark room and the door was slammed shut behind her. She wrinkled her nose at the harsh smell of cleaning supplies. Her eyes then widened and she cringed down into the corner she was put in. Someone was standing in front of her. He approached her and stooped down to her eye level.
"Don't scream." An all too familiar monotone voice said. Emma relaxed a little knowing that this person wasn't trying to hurt her. Kind of. Jacob placed his hands on her face and made her look into his eyes.
"Listen to me, don't you dare move from this spot. I'll be back in a minute." And with that he opened the door and flew out. Emma was close to hyperventilating. She calmed down somewhat before the screaming started. She clenched her hands over her ears and slammed her eyes shut. The scream was horrible; like he was being tortured. Like he was being ripped apart piece by piece without any mercy. The screaming stopped abruptly and she slowly opened her eyes. The door beside her slowly opened and she got ready to scream her head off when Jacob walked through.
"Wh-what was that?" Emma managed to stutter. Jacob didn't reply. He just picked her up bridal style and became a blur. All Emma remembered after that was the putrid smell of burning flesh.
Emma woke up somewhere in the forest. The first thing she noticed was the tall, muscular, statue-like figure of Jacob Black. Suddenly, everything started flooding back to her. The books, the monster, her near death, and Jake. Jacob turned around noticing that she was conscious. Before she could ask questions he was in front of her with his hand over her mouth.
"I'm about to tell you what happened and how. In return, I don't want you to tell anyone. Don't ever speak of what happened just now." He then began to explain. "What you just encountered...was a vampire." Emma's eyes widened. She would've said something had Jacob's hand not have still been covering her mouth. "He was newly created and was looking for a meal, which happened to be you." He went on to explain that he was a werewolf and how there was a treaty between his pack and a family of vampires that lived in forks. Emma's eyes began to tear up as he continued in his usual careless voice.
"Remember, "he concluded, "not one single word to anyone." He let go of her and she burst into frantic tears.
"Not tell anyone?!?!? I was just about killed by a vampire and you don't want me to tell anyone?!?!" She got up and glared up at him. "How am I suppose to keep my sanity? But why would you care." She paused for a moment wondering if she could continue. "Look, I'm sorry that the girl you loved ran out on you, but you have to be more considerate than this. I know that's harsh but...reality check Jacob. Look what you're doing to yourself and to the people around you. And now look what you're doing to me." Jacob's eyes widened at her words and his hands shook at his side. A fresh new round of tears brimmed in Emma's eyes.
"Why didn't you just let me die back there. You obviously don't care." She started beating his chest with her fists. "WHY DIDN'T YOU JUST LET ME DIE!!!!!!!" Jacob grabbed her upper arms and held her to his chest letting her cry out her frustrations.
"Don't ever say that again." he started quietly "I don't know what is up with me but I couldn't let you die. I...don't know." He picked her up and cradled her in his arms. "Look you can talk to Janet and the rest of the pack about this but no one else. Okay?" She was still muffling sobs with his shirt. He tucked her head under his chin.
"Shhhhhh, it's going to be fine, I'll take care of you." he repeated this mantra until she had fallen asleep and he carried her to his house.
WOW!!!!! See, told ya. This, and some more, all came to me last night. Now of you're keeping up with the rest of my fanfics, a new chapter for "What does it take to get into HFIL" should be up tomorrow. So...KEEP READING AND REVIEWING!!!!!!!!
