I'm sorry I haven't posted in a looooooooooong while. So much things going on. If you don't remember the last chapter, it's when Leah and Jake are in the Pack's 'clubhouse'. A place to kick back. And Leah wasn't supposed to know about it. And then things got steamy. Here's the next. If you wanna go back and read what happened in the last chapter, go ahead. It's short!

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Nightmares

Chapter 7; Part 2

Leah's Point of View

Somewhere deep inside me, I knew that what Jake and I were doing was not right. The way his hands caressed my body should have been filed as illegal. I wanted him, but then I just wanted to turn away from him and stop this non-sense. But how would I do it without hurting him? I felt trapped between the wall and the spear.

"No, Jake… We should stop," I said, between his massive kisses. I finally opened my eyes and he was right there. His hands were moving slowly through my back. He stopped when he made sense of what I was talking about. From the way he looked at me I could already picture the words that were going to come out of his mouth.

"Why? I thought you wanted to do this," he responded. "Am I doing something wrong?"

"No—I mean… Yes. We're doing wrong. Jake you're my best friend. Best friends don't do this. I'm stupid—I don't want to lose you like this." I tried to remove myself from under him, but it only made things more complicated. At the touch of our chests, I just felt like giving in. I couldn't even dare to see him fully naked…

There was a low chuckle. It wasn't Jake, though. "Jacob, did you hear that? It sounds like it's coming from outside."

He heard it too, I think. He got up from me—I denied to see him walk away—and recovered his boxers from the foot of the couch. He walked towards the kitchen and flipped the lights on. He was idle in there; no movement.

Maybe he was pissed because I didn't want to give in to him—although I really did want to. Maybe I was just hallucinating about the chuckle too. I felt wrong for starting this whole thing. Just one stupid little peck on the lips…Ugh!

I was still naked and Jacob ripped all of my clothes into shreds. The only thing that survived was my bra.

I rapped one of the blankets around me and then went towards the window were my bra was hanging. I put it on in a matter of seconds.

Looking out through the window, it was really dark. I mean, it was probably twelve in the morning. From outside, there was another faint chuckle. It sounded real, not a psychopath illusion. I got closer to the glass, trying to fix my gaze on all of the moving trees.

I almost peed myself when something popped in front of the window. I fell to the side and shrieked.

Jacob was at my side in less than five seconds.

"What's wrong, Leah?" he asked, wrapping his arms around my shoulders.

"Something is outside," I replied, a little shaky from the scare.

"What are we talkin' about you guys?" A new voice asked. We turned around behind us and Emmett was there. EMMETT? He had a video camera, a mask, a toy wolf, bat, and a bratz doll.

"What the…? What the hell are you doing here Emmett?" Jacob stood up and put me in front of him as a shield. Well, it is a little awkward for a man to see another man half naked. But how about me?

"Uh, well Rose kicked me out of the house because I was being bad. She started attacking me with bricks! Bricks! Can you believe that?"

"No. What the hell are you doing in here? Who invited you in?" Jacob pushed me back and sat me on the couch. He walked away from the living room and went into one of the other rooms.

Emmett was just standing there. His eyes were avoiding me—good, because if he even glance at me, I would go outside and grab more bricks—but he has a thoughtful smile smeared across his face.

"I'm still waiting for your explanation," Jacob sneered. He threw mean old button-up t-shirt and some basketball shorts. "They're clean, Lee. Put them on."

"Alright," I stated and then walked towards the bathroom. Being naked around Emmett was the weirdest thing. I bet that it was him that was chuckling outside. He was probably spying on us too. What a perv!

"So after Jasper cam back from hunting with Alice, me and him were having an eye-staring contest," Emmett began, when I came out and took a seat next to Jake. Emmett sat across from us on the smaller couch. "But we weren't doing it the traditional human way. Instead, we were exchanging fists to any body part we wanted to target. It eventually got boring so Jazzy started to tickle with his mind. Out of nowhere, I stopped and when I recovered from laughing, he had my camera with Mr. Bat, Mr. Wolf and Mrs. Balf."

"And how does that explain how you magically appeared?" Jacob was being sarcastic.

"Hold on wolf-boy, I wasn't finished… Okay, so Jasper was looking at my videos. I had personal stuff in there blah, blah, blah. He started deleting everything. He disappeared into the house and went into Rose and mines. He opened the window and threw them out. I couldn't just stand there, so I jumped out after them. From inside I heard Rosalie scream. That's when I crashed into her convertible. I saved my stars, but wrecked her car. So she banned me from entering the house while Esme and Carlisle went out hunting. I was so… sad because Jasper deleted my art. So I came here to shoot more action and that's when I heard you guys. Long story, ey?" He chuckled at the very end.

"So you were recording us when we were…?" I trailed off, not wanting to name what we were in the process of doing. I was about to go frantic.

"Well… No! Are you kidding? I was only trying to re-enact it to make a new movie with these old toys." Emmett pulled the scary mask, camera, and dolls and started caressing them. I think he fell off a tree when he was born.

"I'm going to murder you, Emmett," Jacob muttered. "Leah, you should go to sleep. The first room on the left is mine. It's all finished so you can go and crash there."

I knew that Jake was going to talk shiz to Emmett about him interrupting us. I could bargain the highest bid with anyone who thought different. From the way Jacob spoke to me—cold and acidic—I knew that he was angry at me too. So without replying, I got up from the couch and walked towards the first room on the left.

I softly got into the bed and pulled the little blanket over me. I stayed quiet so I could hear what they were about to say to each other.

"I hate you for that Emmett," Jacob whispered, although I could still hear him. "We were about to… you know. Just when Leah heard you freaking giggle, it had to stop. How much did you see?"

"Sorry, Jacob. It's not my fault that I was curious with the noises," Emmett defended.

"Curiosity killed a vampire."

You got that quote from 'Curiosity killed a cat.' You're funny."

"Nah, seriously." Jacob sighed.

"So… Are you going to let me stay here? Please? Rose said that Vampire-Eaters were going to come after me if I stayed in the woods."

I heard Jacob sigh again. "And you believe everything Rosa-leech says… Sure. Just don't eat the sofas or something; they're new."

There was silence now. They weren't talking. My eyes roamed all over the medium-sized room. On the pillow next to mine, there was an old t-shirt. It was Jakes. It was dirty too. I didn't care. I took it on my arms and took in the woodsy scent.

My mind started drifting. What would have happened if I gave myself in to Jacob—my best friend? This would have been my second time. Well, with another guy. I mean, Sam and I only went for two times and that was all. I wouldn't get pregnant, that's for sure.

"You should go get some sleep Jacob," Emmett said.

"You aren't going to stay? I thought Blondie kicked you out?" Jacob didn't sound so angry anymore. There were hints of sleepiness in his voice; weary.

"I'll deal with her. I think Carlisle and Esme already came back anyways. Later Jakester." The door from the kitchen opened and then closed.

Maybe the right thing to do right now is to apologize to him, I thought.

Just when I was about to get off from the bed, Jacob opened the door. "Good night, Lee," he whispered.

"Um, good night…," I said, "You can stay here if you want."

He looked up for a second. I saw him smile. He crept over and then got into the vacant spot on the right of the bed.

"This won't be weird when we wake up, right?" he asked.

"No," I answered. "Let's just pretend that we were drunk and that we were reckless and not thinking. Is that good?"

"Sure, sure."

"Just promise me that we won't act different around each other."

"Promise." He looked at me and then smiled. The smile didn't match his eyes, though. "Leah can we talk?"

My heart started beating faster. Not because he was ninety-eight percent naked and laying on the same bed as me, but because I was scared of what he was going to want to talk to me about.

I just nodded. The lump in my throat was thick and I wasn't going to risk myself sounding stupid.

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