Chapter Four: Milk curdling screams.

Renesme:

I could feel Jacob's body radiating heat next to mine. A smile spread across my face as wild imaginations swam through my mind. One of my eyes opened as I peeked up at Jacob. He was still sleeping peacefully. So, what I did next was pretty childish. I pulled my little hand out from under our wedged body's, poked Jacob really really hard in the side of the stomach, and screamed, "EMERGENCY! EMERGENCY!"

Jacob woke with a large jump, and landed on the floor. I began giggling hysterically. He got up off the floor, and began looking around the room when he caught sight of my laughing. "What's wrong Nessie?!" he asked really concerned.

"You were sleeping!" I complained. I continued to laugh.

"Oh, I'm sorry Love," he apologized climbing back onto the bed. "I'm awake now," he continued with a smile. Jacob looked around slightly nervous. "Love," he began. "I need to go out today... I need to, ugh... Do some shopping. Yes, some shopping. Will you be okay alone?"

My face fell slightly, and my eyes began to tear up.

"Okay, okay, shh," he comforted me, rubbing comforting circles onto my back. "I will get Paul to come over. Okay?"

"Okay," I said sniffling.

"Okay, it'll be fine. I'll be back before you even know I'm gone. Alright?"

"Okay," I responded.

"Alright, hold on a second, and I will call Paul over."

"Okay."

Jacob escaped my bed. I watched as the bed arose as his weight was lifted. A slight outline of his body was still there on my bed. Not to mention, my sheets still smelled of Jacob.

Jacob returned a few short minutes later. "Okay, Paul will be here soon. Let me know if he misbehaves... Alright?"

"Okay," I giggled.

"Goodbye Love," he said, giving me a kiss. "I'll be back soon."

"Bye," I said with a smile. I was going to miss his presence. I closed my eyes and lay my head back down on my pillow. I was disrupted by a light tap on my window. I jumped out of my skin, and fell onto the floor. I opened my window, and seen Paul. "Hi?"

"Hey Nessie! Can I come in?" he asked.

"Yeah... It's called a FRONT door for a reason..."

"Yeah, but... I feel soo bad, coming in through the window... Now move."

"Paul! Your not-" I was cut off my Paul tackling me to the floor. "Ow!" I screamed.

"I told you to move," Paul replied.

"Ow... That hurt," I said with a whimper. And it did. My bruises, and unhealed cuts ached all over my body.

"Oh... Sorry Nessie. Really. I don't understand why I keep hurting you."

"Yeah, I'm kind of surprised Jacob recommended you to come keep me company."

"Well... I kind of wanted to apologize. For, the whole, 'mauling' thing that happened. I don't know what happened. My brain wasn't working correctly. I'm sorry."

"It's fine," I responded. I continued to whimper as the aching of my body hitched to another level of pain. I let out another piercing scream as I could feel my bones snapping.

Jacob:

I hated leaving Nessie, especially with Paul. But, he did ask to apologize to her. He felt really bad about his incident in the forest....

When I arrived at the mall, I locked Nessie's car, as I had borrowed it, and walked into the nearest jewelery store. There were many flashy things, but I knew Nessie didn't like 'bling bling.' A store jeweler came to my attention.

"Hello there," she said, giving me a smile.

"Hi," I said returning the gesture.

"How can I help you today?" she asked.

"Well... I'm looking for a ring, for my..." I wasn't sure what to call Nessie. She wasn't my girlfriend. She was so much more than that. "A ring for my... soul mate." I seemed to be able to find the right words.

"That's sweet," the clerk awed. "What kind of ring?"

"A... I'm not sure. A ring!" I blurted. How dumb could this lady be? A ring, is a ring. A ring! Nothing more. A ring, is obviously just a ring.

"Alright..." she said, slightly frightened by my tone. "Gold or silver?" she asked.

"Whichever, doesn't matter," I answered.

"Okay... Do we have a budget?" she asked me another question.

I began trembling ever so slightly. When I had finally contained myself, I responded with a simple, "no."

"Alright... Diamonds? Yes, or no?"

"Obviously."

"Okay... Excellent. We have just got in some new rings over here. We have them in both silver and gold," she explained. I followed her movement over to a glass cabinet. I pointed down through the glass at the rings she began moving around. "This silver one," she pointed at a silver ring that was wrapped around a fake finger. "Has nine diamonds in total, along with a sapphire. You can also trade the sapphire in for an emerald or ruby, whichever floats your boat. So, there's about three diamonds that will wrap around the sapphire, and three coming down the crest away from the sapphire. We also have this in gold," she said.

"And, how much is this one?"

"This one is..." she began biting her lip as she looked for the price tag. "Okay, this one is four ninety-nine, in silver that is. And, the gold one is six ninety-nine."

"Alright... Uhmm... Can I get one in the silver," I asked. I knew Nessie would laugh at my inside joke. Since everyone thought silver could burn vampires. I chuckled lightly under my breath. "I think I'll keep the sapphire."

"Sure thing," she replied, taking the ring off of the fake finger. She packaged it into a small black box, which shown it off quite well. "Okay..." she said, biting her lip again, getting a total up for the ring.

"Wait..." I said. "Can I get a pair of matching earrings?

"Sure..." she said with a smile. I think she was happy she was making good buisness. Than again, she was probably more interested in how much money was in my wallet.

I followed her over to another smaller cabinet which sat on top of the cabinet which had held rings, bracelets and necklaces. I spun the cabinet around until I found a nice pair of silver earrings, which contained little sapphire's. "These ones," I said, pointing into the cabinet. My girl was going to be a little upset with me after she received her gifts... But, I didn't care. I knew down somewhere she'd absolutely fucking love them.

"Sure... These ones are... two ninety nine," she informed me.

"Okay," I responded.

She removed them from the cabinet, and put them in a small black box as well. She added the total of my purchases up on the computer. "Okay, that's a total of nine hundred seventeen dollars and seventy cents, please."

I pulled my credit card from my wallet, and passed it to the woman. She swiped it through the side of the computer, and passed it back to me. After a few more clicks on her computer, a receipt ran out of a small printed. She ripped half of it off, and gave it to me along with a pen. "Sign here please," she asked, pointed to a blank line on receipt. So I did. Jacob Black, I wrote in big letters.

I handed the woman back the receipt and pen. She passed me a black bag which contained a copy of the receipt for me along with my purchases. I was excited to return home to Nessie, so I ran out to the car, and drove back to the Cullens.

When I arrived home, I heard the milk curdling scream of my girl. Grabbing the bag with my contents, I ran into the house, pushing past the door. I ran into my girl's bedroom to find Edward and Dr. Cullen working over her body. I dropped the little black bag, and stared wide eyed at my girl.

"What happened?!" I asked, panicked.

"Paul jumped on her through the window," Bella explained with her tiny voice. If she were still human, I pictured she would have tear after tear pouring down her horrified pink flushed cheeks. That was another thing Nessie had kept from her mother. The pink, rosey cheeks.

I looked at Paul who was sitting in the corner. I walked towards him, and picked him up by his shirt. "You were coming to apologize Paul! Not to hurt her, again! You freaking fool!"

"I'm sorry Jake! I'm sorry!" Paul pleaded.

"You said that last time Paul! I'm sick of your fucking apologies, because they don't mean anything!" I spat.

"Boys!" Bella interrupted. "Your arguing, instead of trying to help what the real problem is!"

I dropped Paul, and made my way over to my girl who was laying in Edwards cold, hard arms.

"Jacob," she whimpered my name. It was the most painful I had ever heard her voice.

I knelt beside her as Edward passed her into my arms. Her whimpering seized as her eyes fluttered closed. She laid limp in my arms. It was the most disturbing thing I had seen in my entire life.

The black bag lay on the floor in her door. I forgot about it, and soothed my Girl. I rubbed reassuring circles on her back.

Everyone stared wide eyed at us as we made our way over to her bed. I sat down, leaning against her pillows and pulled the covers up over her cold, fragile body. I listened as her heart fluttered an irregular pace, and her light snore came in contact. I smiled at her peace.

Everyone cleared her room after they seen everything was fine. I was still a little curious as to what exactly did take place when I had left my girl alone.

Edward gave me one last stare as I began to think about the things in the black bag on the floor. A tight smile spread across his face in happiness, and some anger. I shot a glance at him, and gave him a wicked smile.

"Good night Jacob," he said, exiting the bedroom and closing the door.

I caressed Nessie's little pink cheek, and kissed her forehead lightly.

"Sleep well Love."