A/N-Another big thanks to TDkinz! Thanks for your expertise, ;]
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Chapter Seven: Vacancy

Jacob:

I had no will power to keep my eyes open anymore. But, I wanted to talk to Nessie, badly. I missed laying beside her inher bed beside me. I missed smelling her. I missed the light snore she made while she slept. I missed how she whispered my name in her sleep. I missed holding her until she fell a sleep. Hell, I missed everything about her.

I waited another half hour, struggling to keep my eyes propped open, when Nessie had finally answered my text message.

Please try to comfort yourself, Jacob. You need rest. I can feel it all the way in freaking California. Get some rest, and we can talk tomorrow. Love you!

I sighed heavily, and clicked the reply button.

Love you too, a lot. Don't forget to catch up on your rest as well Love. It's oddly strange you know how I feel, that far away. Goodnight. xo.

I sent the message quickly, and tossed it to the other side of her bed. The soft pillows swallowed my head, comforting me. The bed was full of her scent. I breathed in thankful to have the privilege to still be able to smell her. I crushed her blanket closer to my bare skin, and hugged her pillow tighter in my strong grasping hold.

Eventually my eyes drooped heavily, letting me escape into sweet unconsciousness.

I was being shaken. Was I awake, or still in the sweet embrace of sleep? No, definitely awake. "Jacob!" Edward's voice hissed at me. My eyes finally brought themselves to open. I stared up into Edward's angry face.

"Huh?" I responded, still groggy.

"What are you doing in Renesmee's bed?"

"Sleeping, what does it look like? Now go away," I said, pissed off. Hello? You don't wake a sleeping man! I rolled over, away from Edward, and closed my eyes again.

"Jacob! Why are you here?"

"Edward Cullen!" Bella's voice shrieked from the door. "Leave the poor boy alone!"

"Please Bella," I said, holding in my tiring laughter, "I'm hardly a boy compared to your girlness. If that's a word..." I said, unsure of my vocabulary.

Bella ignored my comment, and continued harassing Edward for his obnoxious invasion to my sickeningly sweet sleep. The poor bastard was just jealous. "He was granted my permission to sleep here for as long as he wants. He's practically family Edward... He's welcome in my house at any point in time. Now let him sleep."

With a loud sigh, Edward left the bedroom with Bella, closing the door. I was once again kidnapped by the sweet embrace of the black that shortly swallowed me whole.

The next time I awoke, my nose was met with the delicious smell of bacon and eggs. I groggily made my way out of Nessie's room, bed head and all, and found my way to the kitchen. Bella had cooked for me, a small smile played around my lips.

"Good morning Jacob," she smiled.

"Morning Bells," I responded.

"Hungry?" she asked.

"Absolutely..."

"Good, wouldn't want this food to go to waist."

"Never," I said, laughing as I pushed the delicious food into my mouth. As it burned my tongue, I

continued to devour it. When I had finished eating every last piece of food Bella had made, she offered me anything I would need in the walls of her home. "Thanks for the offer Bella, but, as I can see," I said, giving a pointing glance at Edward, "I am not welcome here."

"Jacob," Bella sighed, "you are always welcome here."

"Thank you," I replied, a smile stretching across my face.

"Anytime Jacob. Feel free to bring any of your clothes here. I have a feeling you'll be staying here often..."

"Thank you for your continuous generosity Bella."

"Your welcome." She smiled. Bella took my plate, and began to wash all of the dishes by hand in the sink. "Feel free to have a shower," she called over her shoulder.

"Thanks Bella," I replied, finding my way back to Renesmee's room. I crawled back into her bed, and pulled the cool covers back over my radiating body. I pulled my phone close to my body, and opened.

I'll always know how you feel. You are a part of me. Goodnight.

I sighed heavily, and clicked the respond button. Good morning. I wrote.

I closed the phone lazily and my eyes seemed to flutter close. I must have fallen a sleep because I awoke to Bella shaking me lightly. "Jacob?" she whispered in a very, very light tone.

"Yeah?" I answered, groggily.

"Your father wishes to speak to you on the phone. Would you like me to tell him you are sleeping?"

"No, I'll take it," I responded, sitting up in Nessie's bed. Bella handed the phone to me gently, and left the room in one swift movement. "Hello?"

"Jacob!" my father boomed. I cringed at the tone of his voice.

"Quite Dad!"

"Why? What's going on over there?" he responded, laughing.

"I just woke up Dad! Fuck."

"Oh, sorry Jake. Listen... I heard Nessie's coming back to visit this weekend cause-"

"Are you serious?!" I asked, jumping out of her bed, and pulling on my shirt.

"Yes.. Now, can I finish?"

"Sure, sure..."

"She's coming to visit this weekend, Saturday and Sunday... It's a long weekend there."

"I see... Well that's great news!"

"Yes, now let me get to my point Jacob!" my father yelled through the telephone. I waited silently for him to continue. "Now... I called because I was wondering if you'd like me to have Quil or Embry to bring over your clothing."

"Yeah... Sure, sure. Have Quil bring it over... Embry can't be trusted," I said with a laugh.

"Of course Jacob," my father responded.

"Okay, thanks. I'll talk to you later."

"Bye son."

"Bye." I hung the phone up, and returned it to Bella in the living room. "Thank you," I said, smiling.

"No problem, Jacob." Bella returned my gesture with her sweet, innocent smile.

"Love," Edward spoke directly to Bella, "can I have a word with you?"

"Of course," Bella said all giddy.

"I'll go back to Nessie's room," I said. Without a response, I returned to my new sanctuary and closed the door firmly. I made the bed as neat as I possibly could. The next second or so, I heard a smashing of a table. I nosily walked over to the door, and pressed my ear up to the mahogany wood.

"Bella, I won't stand for this!" Edward was yelling.

"Edward," Bella said in a calm voice. "Jacob is family, he belongs here. I won't stand for your nonsense any longer. Jacob stays, or we both leave. Which do you prefer?"

"Bella, don't make things difficult..." Edward said in a low, harsh voice.

"I'm not making things difficult Edward!" Bella was now yelling in anger, or frustration... I couldn't tell. "You are the one making things difficult. You leave Jacob alone. You are the one who sent Renesmee away! My baby! My baby's gone, all because of you! You sent her away..." Bella began to sob, her voice muffled by the ball of emotion in her throat. "You didn't even want her before she was born! You hate her, and you hate us!"

"Bella," Edward said sympathetically, "I don't hate either of you... I love you both so much. You need to understand.... I love you Bella, come here."

"I'm not going to let Jacob feel like I did when you left..." Bella sobbed.

"Okay, Love. Shhh..." At that moment I stepped out of Renesmee's room. Edward had Bella crushed into his chest beside a broken kitchen table. I looked at him with a huge grin stretched across my face. Good one, Edward, I thought. He nodded at me, and I returned to my, no, our bedroom. I laid down on the bed lazily, and opened my phone.

Gooooooooood morning! How are you today?

-sigh- Not bad. Yourself Love? I responded, letting out a large sigh, relieved Bella and Edward wouldn't have a huge fight.

I'm absolutely fantastic! Brett stayed the night. What have you been up to?

I see... And, you let him sleep in your room? He's a boy...

You are a boy, and I let you sleep in my room... In my bed... Holding me. And, besides, Brett is gay.

Oh, I replied. Hows school?

Kind of boring... I miss you so much. I can't wait 'til the long weekend! It's Tuesday... Only a few more days.

I'm excited too. I miss you soooooo much. It's like a human without a heart...

That's really sweet of you to say... I miss you too. Nights are awfully cold not being wrapped up in your embrace.

I'm at a loss of words.

Aren't you glad I make you blank minded? ;]

You're such a tease...

Wait 'til I get there.

What's that supposed to mean? I asked, totally confused with our conversation.

You'll see when I get there.

That's a little unfair... To just leave me hanging like that?

Go back to bed Jacob. Goodnight.

WAIT! I typed in capitals. We are so discussing this another time.. I honestly wanted to know what the fuck she meant...

Goodnight.

'Night.

I closed my phone with unnecessary force, and sprawled across the bed, digging my face into the pillows. Searching for some of her scent that might still be here. I had been sniffing this crap since Saturday. Exasperated, I got off of our bed in one swift movement and made my way over to her closet. I had never been in here before... I thought it might be intruding in some way.

Than again, I practically lived here... This was my room too... I think. I opened the right door first of the closet. The closet, more like second room, was pitch black. I opened the left door and fumbled to find a light switch. My fingers instantly met with a small dial, I turned it slowly to light the room with a dim light. I was surprised at how big the room was. I had seen a glimpse of it, but never had I imagined it was this large.

My fingers twitched to open the drawers, and look at her clothing. Giving in, I wandered over to the left side of closet. I opened the first drawer to find it packed full of my girl's pajama's. Red ones, pink ones, blue ones... Every colour imaginable... Alice must have made this closet, I thought with a smile on my face.

The drawer beneath it held more pajama's. I moved to the drawers next to it, midway into the room. I opened the top drawer to find her... under garments. My mouth fell to the floor as I took in her choices, or maybe they were Alice's? There was black, red and pink lace filling the drawer.

Dipping my hand into the soft drawer, I pulled out a pair of black, lacy underwear. I held the small straps on the pointer fingers of both hands. I wondered if I'd ever get to see these on my girl...

Shaking my head, I placed the underwear back in the drawer, and moved onto the drawer beneath it. This drawer was filled with my girls bra's. Curious, I picked one up. It too was full of lace, and made of expensive fabrics. I looked at the tag of the bra... My girl had boobs. I read the bra size aloud, "34C." I furrowed my eyebrows. I put the bra back into the drawer, and closed it. I opened the drawers beside them. They were packed full of socks, and gel pads for heels, and other types of shoes. She had many types of socks. Knee highs, ankle socks, fuzzy socks and toe socks. I closed the drawers, uninterested.

I moved onto her endless shelves of shoes. She had strappy heels in all types of designs, sandals, boots, running shoes and slippers. In all colours possible. My fingers brushed against her shoes, and lingered for a few minutes.

I was now at the back of the room, and I opened some more drawers. These drawers were filled with her ordinary clothing. Jeans, and T-shirts. She had an awful lot of clothing. Moving on to the right side of her closet, I explored the many hangers. Many of her dresses were protected with plastic, clear bags, while her sweaters dangled unprotected.

I pulled one of her sweaters off of the rack with it's hanger. I admired the sweater. It was pretty, I had seen Nessie wear it before. It was a deep purple. She had wore it with a pink undershirt that day. I remembered the way her auburn hair had swayed down her back. The curly locks had hung to her waist, and her bangs had been pinned to the right side of her face. She had never wore much make up. That day she was wearing mascara, with sparkly eyeshadow, complimenting her wondrous green eyes beautifully, accompanied by clear lip gloss.

I walked over to the black leather sofa in the middle of the room, and sat down with a heavy sigh. I sat cross legged, like Nessie always did. I clutched the sweater close to my body. I closed my eyes and took deep breaths of the room. I wished at this point it was impossible to exhale. I wanted to just keep breathing in my girls scent.

"Ahem?" Bella coughed in the door of the closet. I jumped from the couch, and held the sweater to my stomach, like I had been caught looking at a picture of a naked girl.

"Uhm.." I stuttered, looking at Bella wide eyed. "I was, just... Uhm..."

"It's fine... I just came to let you know Quil is here," she said, a smile plastered to her face.

"Oh, uh.. 'Kay.. Send him in."

"Sure thing," Bella responded, and disappeared. Quil appeared in the closet doorway a few seconds later with a bag of my clothes.

"Dude," he said, looking at me with wide eyes. I still had Nessie's sweater clasped into my chest. "You need to go shopping. You have absolutely no clothes."

"Oh," I said, still holding Nessie's sweater. "Yeah, I guess."

"Here," Quil said, tossing the garbage bag at me. "I can't believe you won't leave this house..."

"You wouldn't understand," I responded in a whisper.

"I do," he stated. "I would do the same..."

I looked up at Quil with a smirk. "Thanks."

"Anytime... But, seriously Jake... We miss you."

"This isn't time to braid each other's hair, Quil," I replied, getting out of the 'buddy buddy' state we were in.

"Right, sorry."

"You should leave now."

"'Kay, later bro," Quil said, leaving the room.

I grabbed my bag of clothes, and threw them underneath the glass table that sat in front of the black, leather sofa. I returned Nessie's sweater to it's rack, and took my place back on the couch, cross legged. I lulled my head on the back of the sofa, closed my eyes and took deep breathes of the loving smell.

I sat there for hours, until I decided I needed some food. Exiting the closet, I walked out of our room and found my way into the kitchen. Bella appeared by my side. "Hungry?" she asked, smiling.

"Very," I responded with a smirk.

"Good... It gives me an excuse to cook!" she giggled.

I chuckled alongside her. She began pulling ingredients out of the fridge, and frying things on the stove. About half hour later, she placed a plate in front of me. Pancakes. I smiled. She had made a smiley face on top of the stack; strawberries and blueberries. "Thanks," I said, starting to shove the food into my mouth.

"You're welcome. You haven't eaten in almost two days..."

"What?" I asked, looking up at her.

"Well, jeez Jacob... You have been sitting in my daughters closet for almost two days! It's Thursday Jacob! Get with the program... Are you not well? My goodness... Come here," she said worriedly, pressing her palm to my forehead.

"I'm fine Bella!" I said, pushing her hands away from my face. "Is it seriously Thursday?"

"Yes... Nessie is arriving tomorrow morning... Are you sure you're feeling okay?"

"TOMORROW MORNING?!" I screamed, pushing the stool out from underneath my butt.

"Yes," Bella said, slightly cringing from the noise level of my voice.

I was in shock... I had spent two days in my girls closet, soaking myself with her scent. I felt selfish. I hadn't even spoken to Bella, or thanked her for anything. "Where's Edward?" I asked.

"He went to go meet Renesmee there... Why?"

I shook my head. "I'm going to go get some rest now... Goodnight Bella."

"Oh.. Kay," she responded. I looked up at her. She had a frown spread across her face.

"But, I gotta do something first..." I said, smiling at her. Her eyes sparkling with excitement, a smile reappeared on her face. I wrapped her up in my arms, and squeezed her as tight as possible.

"I'm so glad breathing isn't necessary anymore..." she said, still full of air. I squeezed tighter until my arms were throbbing themselves.

"I can't squeeze you anymore Bella!" I said, out of breath. I finally dropped her to the ground

"Goodnight Jacob,"she said, still smiling as she gathered the dishes.

"Goodnight, Bella." I retreated from the kitchen, and returned to my sanctuary. I crawled into the bed, and forced myself to sleep.

"JACOB FREAKING BLACK?!" I was awaken by Bella's shrieking in my ear.

"Holy shit?!" I said, jumping off the bed, and landing on the floor. She laughed, and helped me to my feet.

"Go get ready!"

An hour later, I was sat in the back of Edward's stupid shiny volvo, bouncing impatiently. "Edward, you need a larger car!" I blurted, upset that my legs couldn't bounce freely.

"It's better than your car," he hissed, venom in his words.

"Sure, sure," I responded.

"Shut up! Both of you!" Bella shrieked in the enclosed space.

Immediately, Edward and I looked at her. I, we, were once again surprised by her actions.

"You boys freaking fight like three year olds! Jacob, I can understand you... You are as stubborn as a two year old. Edward! I'm ashamed. You have no excuse. You're over a hundred years old. Grow up! We're going to see the one girl we all love. So let's get along. PLEASE."

"I'm sorry, Love," Edward sucked up. Pussy.

"I'm not," I mumbled under my breath. Somehow, Bella managed to hear it.

"Not another word!" Bella hissed, her head snapping in my direction. Bella suddenly turned the cars radio up, and we were drowned out with pathetic beats, supposedly called 'music'. Ridiculous. Forty-five minutes and sore knee's, we had arrived at the airport. Before Edward had turned the keys out of the ignition, I had flung myself out of the car.

"Breathe!" Bella sighed, climbing out of the car casually.

I stood up, wiping the small evidence of dirt that lay on my pants. I took a deep breath, and before I even had thoughts to do it, Edward grabbed my arm like I was a child. "You can't just run in there!" he growled under his breath.

Bella smacked his other hand, and he let my wrist drop. "You don't need to treat him like he's two, even if he acts it!" Bella glared at both Edward and I.

So, taking small baby steps, we reached the airport revolving doors in fifteen minutes. Considering we were on the other side of the parking lot.

Edward froze, lingering just inside the airport.

"What are you doing?" I asked, beginning to walk away from him with squinted eyes. He was truly an idiot.

"Bet you I can find my daughter before you," he challenged.

"Mind reading is an advantage," I responded, wanting to stick my tongue out at him.

"Three... Two... One... Go!" He said, as we both dispersed from the doors, searching out for my girl.

I stood still, searching for her scent. It suddenly hit me like crashing waves against an ocean's floor. I ran instinctively towards the scent, and crashed right into my girl.

"Ow! Watch where-" She was cut off when she seen me. "Jacob!" she shrieked. Seconds later, Edward found us caught up in our embrace. "I have missed you so much!"

"Believe me, I've missed you."

A/N- Okay, I know it's short. I toootally apologize. But, I didn't feel like adding in ten pages worth of her visit. So, that's going to be the next chapter. And, I freaking toooootally apologize for the longest wait EVER. I'd also like to thank many people who have subscribed, well, favourited my story. Means a load! I'm glad to see the people who have commented when I first posted my story, are still reviewing! You guys make me jump in my seat. Also, I just had a french exam today. Ugh. Not that you guys care. Excuse any words that DO NOT have spaces... My keyboard is... a piece of shit. LOL. Getting a new one soon, patience. But... Yeah... Reviews are better than being run over by Jacob! :]

Urgh! Again,. I apologize for the short chapters. :]
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