Flaws and All

Chapter 6; Part 3

Jacob's Point of View

"Dad! I'm home!" I called, coming in through the front door.

"Hey cheesecake. Where were you?" Paul answered, sitting down on the couch with Rachel lying across his lap.

"Jake, there's some good and bad news," Rachel blurted.

"I was still at the Clearwater's," I replied. "What's the good news? Let me hear that category first and then tell me the bad." I took a seat on the floor.

"Kevin, Rebecca's husband, wants us to meet his nieces. One is fifteen. Her name is Tabitha. And the other girl is sixteen. Her name is Ellisha. How old are you Jake?"

Oh, so now they were going to bring in chicks from Hawaii to see if I could imprint? What did they think? That I was freaking gay? "I'm sixteen. And right now, imprinting isn't on my calendar. When are they coming?"
"Don't know," Paul interjected. "And stop acting like a constipated super-model. You'll imprint some day."

Paul made me get freaking irritated. The fact that Rebecca and Kevin weren't coming also got me irritated. And speaking of super-models, I had to call the hot Liz chick. I got up from the floor and made my way to the empty kitchen. "Where's dad?"

"Went out with Charlie and Sue for a milkshake. He'll be back in a few minutes."

I took out the little card that she had given me only to find out that the numbers were smudged. SHIT! How the hell am I supposed to call her now? The numbers were all smeared; there was no way I could uncover the number anymore. Sigh. All that waiting for nothing.

"What's all the ruckus?" Rachel asked, coming in through the kitchen's doorway.

"Nothin'. I'm just irritated. Um what's the bad news about the Rebecca and Kevin thing?"

She sat down on the table with her cup of green-tea. "Rebecca and Kevin aren't tagging along. It's only the girls that they're sending. Ellisha got into some trouble down there and she could either hit the cell or get out of the state. Her little sister Tabitha is coming along too—she doesn't want to stay behind."

I already knew that Becca wasn't coming. It just hurt me even more when it came out of Rachel's mouth. They were only making contact with us to send us some trouble-making teens. What were we? A freaking installment of motels? I got even angrier thinking about that. Calm down, Jake. No need for accidents in the house.

I didn't really give a damn that they were coming, but it did get me pissed that Rebecca wasn't coming. I haven't seen her in more than three years…

I trudged to my room and took out some fresh boxers and socks. I slipped out the window and phased, running to a clubhouse that the pack and I built a few months ago. It was just like a little house. It had its own kitchen, bathroom, living room, and one bedroom. Before we left from the restaurant at Port Angeles, Alice told me that she fixed up the place. It was a little gift from her. And I hope that no one was in there right now.

I un-phased and quickly got into the house—it wasn't that little, though. It could probably fit all of the pack in their wolf forms.

The inside of the house was too damn dark. I still had my boxers and my socks in my hand. Where's the damn light switch? I thought, knocking over some kitchen utensils.

The lights suddenly flickered on. I crazily turned my head in every direction to see who had turned them on. I stopped searching when my eyes rested on Leah's. WHAT THE FISH?!

"Jake!" Leah gasped and then back away from the kitchen, hiding herself behind the kitchen's entry way to the living room.

I was just standing there like an idiot. I quickly made sense of everything that was happening and I realized that I was still naked. I wasn't covering Pablo! I grabbed my boxers and quickly put them on.

"Are you dressed yet?" she asked, peeking in by the door.

"Yeah," I mumbled. "Quite a spill. Did you see Pablo?"

"No, you idiot! Why would I look at that? Maybe if I was mentally retarded, I would."

"Lee, what the hell are you doing here?" I just realized that she was in here. I remembered that the guys—not including her—promised to keep this a secret place. Not even she was supposed to know. We made this house all the way by the boundary line by the Cullens. Except that it didn't exist anymore. The Quileutes and the Cullens were now eternal comrades.

"It's none of your business, Black." She headed to the mini refrigerator and went through it.

I couldn't help myself. Once she bent down, my eyes followed. She was wearing her striped Victoria Secret girl boxers that said 'SEXY' on the back. When she stood up, I looked away. I mean, it wasn't my fault that I looked at her that way right now; I'm blaming everything on my animal/human hormones.

"Here," she said, tossing me a water bottle. "I really like what you've don to this place. Can't believe you could afford it. No offence… So what brings you here?" She started heading towards the living room.

I slightly followed. I was afraid that if I took long strides, Pablo would accidently jump out or something… I'm just taking precautions. "Um, well, I'm just pissed at the whole world—the usual. And I wanted to come hide in here. I didn't buy anything. It was Alice." I sat down next to her on the love-seat and put my hands over Pablo's haven.

"I'm going to sleep right here. You can sleep on the floor—kapish?" Leah stated. "I found blankets by the bathrooms closet, if it makes you feel better."

"I don't need them—werewolf here, remember?" I said. "I gotta hit the can first, though… Um Lee, does my being ninety- eight percent naked bother you?" I got up from the couch and turned to her.

I saw her eyes flicker towards me and then she turned away. "Ha, Jake. I've been through that phase. I'm used to seeing naked men every day." And with that, she positioned herself on the couch; her feet dangled off it slightly.

After I cam back from using the can, I saw Leah already lost in her slumber. She was sleeping, I was sure of it because her breathing was slow. I refused to sleep on the freaking floor. I wouldn't risk myself with any creepy-crawlers. Insects were on my Freak-Out list. Maybe, I would just pull the lever beside the couch. Then it would just turn into a full-sized bed. It didn't matter because, anyways, Leah was a very heavy sleeper.

So that's what I did. I slowly crept on the space beside her. Tomorrow would be hell, unless I woke up first. That would be difficult, but I'd try really hard to beat her. She'd go on with the rest of her day just like if nothing ever happened. You're bad Jake. You should get sent into extreme lockdown. I chuckled lightly at the thought.

Sorry if there are any typos in here. Just wanted to get it posted.

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-Steph