A/N: Thank you all so much for taking time to read and review the first chapter, you guys don't know how much it means to me. I was grinning like an idiot when I read that you guys enjoyed it. ^_^. Just wanted to say a quick thank you.
And sorry for the late post...too less time and too much study to do..
So here is the next installment of the story. I hope it satisfies you guys.
This story is based on the POVs of both Jake and Leah...
Disclaimer: Standard disclaimer applied.
Pairing: Blackwater!(Leah Clearwater and Jacob Black)
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The Point
One dares to do things when one wears a mask...
Take II: Revelation...
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Leah's Point of View...
Am I getting paranoid or is this really happening? I ask myself. I sure am not hallucinating. The guy over the bar is looking at me intently and that gazes is insane and makes me nervous. He makes his way over me and the look he gives me makes me uneasy and really really uncomfortable. I try to shy away from that penetrating gaze but I am semi-naked, so it doesn't matter.
'On beer please.' He says and smirks at me.
My instincts tell me to get away from this man but I don't have the luxury to listen to my instincts. I just look at him and nod and pass him a beer. He sits in the table and grins maliciously,'I'm Ian, and you are.'
I can't seem to invent a name fast and I reply,'Leah!'
'You dance pretty well!' He comments and I don't know how to respond to that comment. I smile faintly and nod in acknowledgement of what he had said.
'It could be good to have you dance for just me one day, don't you think.' He says, his words sends chills of fear down my toes.
'I don't think so.' I murmur a bit and then turn away from him, my shift is nearly over and I make my way towards the washroom just to get dressed in my usual garments. I need to study for a test tomorrow.
Just as I turn around, I see the man's eyes darken in anger. He glares at me and slams his beer down and storms out. I sigh in disbelief. Did the guy really think I was going to dance for him or something.
After eating something from the bar, I went to the apartment and then took a shower to clean myself. I feel filthy, this is just too much for me to take.
It was 6:30 when I got to the library where I met with Jacob in the library. He smiled faintly at me and I nodded at him. We studied for some time. I yawned a lot and he still didn't give me his chocolate beans even when he knew I was hungry. I don't know what his problem is, he offers me to buy real food but doesn't share his candies with me, even when he has a a load full of it.. But still, I think it is pretty adorable, in a weird kind of way. We are spending a lot of time together now, I dunno why he bothers to be around with me. He is at the library before I am here and he stays till I do. He offers everyday to drop me off but I refuse, always.
I dunno why but I don't want him to know about my conditions and all. I don't want his sympathy or anything. I am happy just the way I am going with my life.
I know what is going on with my heart. It thumps erratically when he brushes his hands, even though slightly over mine. I feel myself flush with embarrassment when I find him looking at me with those eyes. I find myself smiling when I wake up, dreaming of him. I find myself get a bit jealous, when he talks to other girls, especially Bella. I feel my stomach churn in anticipation, each day when I see his face...I'm beginning to like him...a lot.
But there is an uncertainity that never ceases to make me feel like I'm dreaming of something unattainable. He is rich and famous, he is handsome, he is good in studies and in sports, he is great at everything he does. He can have any girl he wants cause one look from him and the girls go swooning over him...If I were sane, then I'd have thought that I can never have him...
But there is always a vibe from him, a look, a smile, even though a faint one, a smouldering gaze that makes me a bit safer, that makes me feel like maybe, he is attainable. Maybe I'm wrong, maybe when this project is over, he won't even look at me, but for now, I'm just content with what I feel cause I know I won't ever regret having feelings for him, not ever.
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Jacob's Point of View...
It had been long since I had followed her to her building, she never, not even remotely let me in her life. It was slightly frustrating. I was a patient man but it was just too damn irritating cause she was taking too damn long to tell me what was going on with her life.
So, one Saturday, I went to her landlord, without her noticing. Her landlord was a bald looking man with meanest eyes and cruellest attitude. When I asked about the person living in the room 7 of the building, he refused to talk.
I asked him yet again but he didn't say anything until I decided to bribe him. I am a person who looks like I'm well taken care of. The old stealthy man must have realized that and also the fact that I seemed too desperate for that piece of information.
After handing him an obscene amount of money, (his eyes went wide when he counted it) he finally began talking.
Turned out Leah had stayed in the apartment with a false name, Seth. According to the old goon, Seth worked mostly at night and he studied in day. He had come to the place about one year ago, he was a good fellow, always paid rent in time and never complained about anything. He was private and never talked to any of his neighbours. He was quite and it was as if he didn't even live there, he was as quite as a mouse.
Leah was using a guy's name to stay in this dump...Why?
I asked the man if any girls could live there. He laughed for a while, any girl in her right mind would never want this place, he had replied. Returning to his home from the place, he realized why, there were drug addicts, drug sellers, and horny people doing business with cheap looking prostitutes...This place was absolutely disgusting.
Is that why Leah was living under an alias or was she engaged in these activities herself. Thinking about her in skimpy clothes and cheap makeup and ...ughhhh! I couldn't even think about it...It was just too unfitting for her character.
Though the thought haunted me, I decided not to ponder the matter further, I was already tired as I was. Plus I realized what they meant when they said "Curiosity kills the cat...Curiosity definitely killed the cat."
I was in for a surprise when I entered my home late in the evening, after the stroll around the park to refresh my battered state of mind. And it was a surprise I didn't find quite appealing...at all.
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Other's Point Of View...
To say that Jacob Black had changed, drastically since these few weeks would be an understatement of the century. He had changed very very much, much to his friend's that is our annoyances.
He didn't come around with us anymore. He didn't hang out with us anymore. He was being more of a book worm these days and it was way too disturbing for us. The girls that he kept lined up for himself had depleted over the past few months, he didn't care about anyone, not even his friends and the worst part was he was being too much whipped and we knew the reason...
Leah Clearwater...
Yeah that weird dork with those glasses and those crazy baggy pants and jumpers over her head all the time girl. We don't know what Jacob finds so appealing in that girl, she is sooo not his type, at all. But he wanted her so much and we wondered what we could do about that situation and after a lot of brainstorming, we came up with the perfect solution...We need to go clubbing and get him laid...
Muhahahahaha...We are just too genius for our own good.
When Jacob came to his mansion which he humbly calls his home, we barged upon him. He glared at us for the idea but we were never the ones to cower in front of that Death glare, well some of us were shivering at the intensity of the gaze which, mind you, included me too, we refused to give up. As his friends, we knew, he needed some entertainment and he was going to have some, even if it meant dragging him to the place.
When he realized that we weren't going to stop until he went with us, he finally gave up and followed us sulkily and no amount of jokes and the stupid talks about beers and girls cheered him up, rather, it worsened his mood. He can be such an ass sometimes...It is pain in the neck..
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Jacob's Point of View...
Ughhh...I hated my so called friends a lot. I didn't want to go to a club or anything, mostly if it is a dance bar. It is not that I can't get laid, it's just that after I have laid my eyes on that girl at the library, I just think that no other girl can fulfil the fantasies I fantasize about her. I don't even understand why my body can't respond to anymore else these days but her. It s an undeniable and cruel animal magnetism that pulls me to her...
But to get rid of my friends and make their stupid ranting about how I've lost my virility, I decided to make them shut up by doing what they wanted me to do...Go to a stupid dance bar.
The toxic smell of the drinks and the cigarettes mixed with something awfully disgusting fills my nose and I cringe in disgust. What the hell is this place anyway? I look at my friends for the answers and one of the buffon answers that this is the very place where the best dancers are available. I wonder if that really means the same thing he has implied...My so called friends can be called the synonyms for pigs.
While my friends are in the table in front of the stage where the dancers are performing in very very revealing clothes and fake wigs and doing inappropriate things, I scoot to the table far away from the table and sip on my drink.
I make my face as scary as possible and even I can feel the vibes that says "back-off" from my skin. I glare at every dancers and other girls that try to make a move at me intensely and they get the point, cause they back off. After a while, the girls get tired of me glaring at them and move onto other people. My friends are busy groping the girls who are giving them a lap dance.
I feel a cold and sinister aura around me and I see a man with dark scary eyes, his eyes on a blonde at the bar mixing drinks. He looks as if he could just push her up the wall and take her then and there. But there is a dangerourous vibe that creeps me out. He is psycho, I think as he continues to stare at the girl.
What is in that girl, I wonder and look at her. She has beautiful skin, not ebony but beautifully dark complexion. She is skilled in mixing drinks and beside that I don't see anything in her, maybe due to the dim light that surrounds the place.
A girl approaches her and then whispers something in her ears, she frowns but leaves the bar nonetheless and disappears behind the curtains, just to appear in the stage, few seconds later in purple top and a dark black skirt that just cover her assets. If you could just look close enough and have an imaginative mind, there would be so much room to think what she was really like beneath those clothes.
But like I care anyway...
The girl began to dance in the stage. There was a modesty about her when she danced that exuded raw sensuousness. Without even knowing, I had leaned forward and licked my lips, this girl would definitely be great. And then I realised the man at my side was looking at her with the same lust-filled dark eyes which made a formidable feeling rose to my chest. This was not going to end good, my intuition was screaming...
That was until the girl began to sway her hips at the beat of music that my mind lost all track of time and control. My felt my hands twitching to touch her, my body jerking to feel her, my mouth eager to taste her. Maybe, this wasn't such a bad idea after all, she was making me forget about Leah Clearwater afterall.
My body jerked as I stood up from my seat...Leah Clearwater...I liked that girl, what was a doing here, looking at some other girl, and even enjoying every passing second of it. As I stood up, the table made a loud noise which made the people look at me in confusion. I flushed in embarrasment, I looked too eager, so I smiled nervously and sat down, trying to think about anything else but the girl dancing in the bar.
Think of Leah...Think of Leah...Think of Leah...
Ahhh...Leah!
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Leah's Point of View...
My eyes widened for a fraction of second when I saw Jacob Black at the bar, it was so weird. He was always so calm and collected and didn't look like any of the guys who would come to a place like this. I saw him laugh nervously and swear before he sank back to the seat. And my eyes didn't go amiss the pent on his pants either. I smirked almost evilly looking at his flustered state.
So...Jacob Black was lusting for the dancing girl at the bar, which he didn't know was me.
I often don't go around the floor dancing for people, but this time, I was happy to make Black an exception. I already had succumbed to the fact that I had the hugest crush at Black so why not? I could never have him as my own when I was in school, for the fact that I acted cold and pretended I didn't like him. And though he had dropped subtle hint in library that he liked me, I wasn't sure.
So I decided to make him even more flustered than he already was, to see if he could last long. I hopped off the stage and pranced upto him in slow sensual movement. I was aware of the dark eyes over me along with a confused look from the bar owner who knew I hated dancing for the people and an angry glare from the Black himself.
I jumped at his table and he scooted his chair a bit back, unknowingly giving me space to sit at his lap. I made a leap for it and sat on his lap. His hands were balled into fists, his eyes were shut closed and his breathing heavy, I grinned evilly and ground my small body into his,
I realized how broad he was. I had never seen him so close, his jaws were well cut and his muscles were well-defined under the fabric of his white button up shirt. I placed my hands on his balled ones and slowly traced my fingertips along his fist, his hold on himself loosened and his stiffened body seemed to relax a bit.
I grinned evilly when he stiffened again when I took his hands and gently led it to the valley of my breasts. I felt a jolt of pleasure pass through me and a hum of approval rumble from his chest on my back. I sighed in warm pleasure and anticipation. Man...I never knew it could feel so damn wonderful.
I let go of his hands which had begun to move on his own accord, caressing me softly. I placed my hands on his neck and pulled him closer. His breath was hot on the nape of my neck and I whimpered in this sweet torture. Even though it was me who had started it, I was slowly beginning to get overwhelmed by his large hands that was currently in the way downwards.
I pulled on his hair harshly, hoping he would do more to my willing body. He growled softly and bit on my neck, making me shudder and writhe on his lap, making him more and more aroused. A growl escaped his throat again and his hands were in my hips stilling me, stopping me from grinding on his lap. He placed chaste kiss upon the place where he had bitten me and began sucking upon it, making me moan louder than ever.
I didn't hear the wolf whistle that broke out from the group a few tables from where we were, which undoubtly were his friends, I didn't notice the dark eyes of the men in the bar that roamed around my body, I didn't realize we were out on the public, doing this, I didn't hear the shattering of the glass bottle on the table adjacent to this one. I was just too lost on the way he felt...I was just too entranced by this powerful feeling that washed through me, I was just too happy at the moment to see, hear and realize all of that...
That is until I felt myself being pulled and hauled to the floor, harshly. My eyes snapped open and I saw that guy, Ian or whatever his name was glaring at Jacob. Jacob's eyes went wide in confusion. That Ian guy was drunk, I assumed for he was smelling too strongly of alcohol and he was a bit stumbly. When Jacob looked at the towering guy, that was Ian, Ian punched Jacob straight to the face. Jacob went down with the chair. I paniked and without my own knowledge, I cried shrilly,'Jake!'
I clasped my hands to my mouth after that. He looked at me and for a brief moment I caught his eyes and I saw confusion, anger and guilt there all at a time, making him look really adorable.
He didn't pull me to my feet, rather, he got up and looked at the guy questioningly.
Ian spoke, his voice sloppy,'What the fuck were you doing to my girl, you son of a...'
He made a move to punch Jacob, while still talking but Jacob was too fast. He didn't even get a chance to finish his sentence cause the punch Jacob threw on the guy's gut sent him flying to the wall. He hit his back really hard and he slumped to the floor.
Jacob then looked at me. Then a look of realization dawned on his face, I saw flicker of disgust, anger, hurt and after that confusion run through his ebony eyes that had returned to it's original state. 'Leah?'
Then I realized what had happended. The blonde wig had discarded my head when Ian had hauled me to the floor and was lying alongside me. I wanted to crawl under a rock and die. My heart started to beat rapidly and my eyes misted in hurt. I shouldn't have started this and now he knew what I was, what I did and the disgust I had seen earlier in his eyes were still fresh in my memory, making my stomach churn in panic.
Biting back a sob and holding back some of the salty tears that threatened to slide down my cheeks, I looked at him, as if daring to ask me, confront me, to scold me, to do something, at least scream at me...please...anything.
But he just looked at me. He had no emotions in his face, no questions in his eyes. His face was blank and empty, he didn't say a single freaking thing at me, he just stared at me. with a blank look..
I had enough of this and I did the only thing a girl could do at a situation like this, I ran...or at least tried to...
I got up too hastily and tried to get the hell out of the place but luck was intent to embarrass me further than this. I had sprained my ankle, I had fucking sprained my ankle and I went down...but it wasn't the floor I collided to.
It was a well developed heavenly abs of the one I was trying to run away from...Oh Fuck!
This just couldn't be happening!
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I hope you enjoyed the second chapter. I wanted to post this chapter yesterday but fanfiction kept screwing my format over and over..so sorry for that and the typos 'kay!
I hope you guys review this chapter too. The next chapter will be a final one, I think and I'm going to start on another Blackwater again, I'm beginning to love this couple more and more...WooHoo... And remember reviews make me wanna write more...
...Rain...