Chapter 5: The Changing
Ever since that moment at Jacob's house, you could rarely see me without a smile. We were best friends from that moment on all through the rest of the school year, and all through the summer. I even took him as my prom date. But just as friends. Both of us wanted to go farther, but didn't want to admit it to the other. We saw each other close to every day, and did random stuff until it was time for me to go home. Except sometimes Billy and Charlie would go out on an overnight fishing trip, and I could spend the night at Jakes. He would sleep in his room and I would be on the couch. I met Quil and Embry (again), and I hung out with them a lot too.
So really, we had the most perfect summer anyone in the history of the world could ever have. But all happiness must fade. I realized this one day when Mike asked me to see the movie "Love Spelled Backwards is Love." I knew what would be coming next. But I played along anyways.
"No, let's see Face Punch. And we could invite my friend Jacob from the reservation. OK?"
"Oh, um… sure," says Mike. Now in the days leading up to when we would go to the theater, I tried to be with Jake extra often, knowing that the Jacob I knew now would be different in just a matter of days. But Saturday finally came, and Saturday night seemed to come even faster. I was waiting outside of the theater, Mike was buying the tickets, and Jake was in the bathroom. Jake walks out just seconds before Mike comes back, and we enter the theater. After what seems like seconds, Jake has a grin on his face, and Mike is turning a sickly green.
"I have to go," Mike says, standing and pushing his way to the exit. Jake and I follow him out.
"What a marshmallow," Jake says, smirking. I grin and he grabs my hand, and we walk over to sit on some steps. We just sit there in silence until the bathroom door opens.
Mike looks at us. "Uh, I think I need to go home." Jake gave Mike a look. "What? I was feeling sick before the movie," Mike tried to explain. I know what happens next. I can already feel Jakes hand burning up.
"You're sick? Need to go to the hospital? Want me to put you in the hospital?!" Jake shouts, advancing on Mike.
"Jake, whoa," I say, pulling him back.
"I don't know what's happening. I need to go," He says in a distant voice, and strides out the door.
"Wait, Jake!" I shout after him. He pauses and turns around to look at me. "Some advice; go see Sam. And also… I know you don't have mono." He just turns around and keeps walking. I think it's best not to bother him for a while.
"Weird," says Mike from behind me.
"Ok… well, bye, Mike!" I shout and run out the door to my truck. My drive home was miserable because I knew I had to be good, and wait a few days for Jacob to get used to his new self. So that meant that I wouldn't be able to see him for about a week, which is pretty hard when you see this person every day since.
Wake up, eat, school, homework, eat, sleep, repeat. There's my whole week in a nutshell. Of course I called every day, but I knew that nobody would pick up the phone. It was finally Saturday again, and I decided to go over early in the morning to ensure that Jacob wasn't out with the pack. So at 7:00a.m., I got up, slipped on some skinny jeans, a green sweater, my black ankle-boots, drove over to Jacob's house, and snuck around it to his bedroom window. I peeked into it to find that his room was deserted.
Where could he be? He was normally off of his shift at around midnight… Emily's house. That's the only other place that I could think him to be. I ran back to my car, started the engine, and went over to Emily's. I turned off my truck pretty far away from the house, to be sure that they didn't know I was coming. I snuck over to the house and around the sides, until I found an open window that led into the kitchen.
"So there are still signs in the area of the group of three?" I heard Sam's big voice ask.
"Yeah, I found a scent over by the river," A voice that was unmistakably Embry said. The back door suddenly opened.
"There was nothing over by the meadow," gasps Jacob, panting heavily.
"Water?" Emily asks.
"Yes please," Jacob breathes. I hear the tap go on and loud gulps.
"Are you sure? I found traces of them there like two days ago," Paul says. Now I was wondering what Jake does every time I call… I dial his number on my phone, always being careful to do so when there was another sound coming from inside. RING. RING. RING.
My ringtone on Jake's phone could be heard from inside.
You're insecure, don't know what for
You're turning heads when you walk through the door
Don't need makeup, to cover up
Being the way that you are is enough
I thought this would be a safe time to peak in. They were all staring at a locked up box, probably containing Jacob's cell phone so that he couldn't answer it.
"Please can't I just answer it once Sam?" Jake pleads to Sam on his right.
"No," Sam sternly says back.
"But you told Emily!" Jacob argues.
"That's different. You know why. And besides, Bella thinks you have mono," Sam counters.
"But what if the same thing happens to me when I see her? For all we know, it could!"
"Yeah, and I thought I already told you I knew you didn't have mono," I say. Everyone turns around in shock and stares at me sitting on the window sill with my cell phone in my hand, snapping it shut.
Sam immediately storms forward. "How much of that did you just hear?!" He shouts, inches away from my face.
"I didn't need to hear any of it. I already knew. I was just giving him some time to get it under control," I say, pushing Sam back with my hand. But as everyone in the room was focusing on me, nobody noticed that Jake was staring at me. But not a usual stare. It was the stare that was never directed at me. It was the stare he always gave to Renesmee…
Ok, yes, in this story he imprints on her too, just like the last one. I just feel that it will just make things a lot easier for them later in the story. Well, not easier, just… makes more sense I guess…Review please!