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Chapter 8: A Visit (continued)
I didn't even have to think about what I was doing before I closed the gap between us, and locked our lips together. Before I knew what was happening, I was sitting on his lap, like he was Santa Claus. My legs were around his waist, and arms tightly around his neck, grabbing the roots of his hair. One of Jacob's arms was around my waist, the other on my head, both urging me closer. But it took all of my energy to focus on this for even a second. The first things I was worried about, was his lips.
They were soft, and molded into mine easily. They were moving in ways they never had before, with Edward, and it was nice. They turned this way and that, up and down, before air became essential. Instead, he continued the frenzy and moved his lips to my jaw and neck, while I caught my breath. But after a while, my neck must've gotten boring, because he moved back to my mouth with a wild gasp.
It was the same as before but…different. After a while, I noticed what was different. And his tongue didn't need to ask permission to enter. It explored my mouth for a while, before we finally broke up. We just sat there breathing heavily, staring into each other's eyes. I gently lower my head on to his chest, and he leans back onto the headboard. I place my check on his hot chest, and his hand moved to my hair, and fiddled with it.
I don't know how long we sat there in the same position. Then again, I don't really care. But the next thing I knew, light was streaming in through the window. But Jacob was gone. Only seconds later, did I realize why he was gone. I head a soft knock on my door.
"Bells?" Charlie's timid voice asked. I look over at him in his fishing gear, and a guilty face.
"Yeah dad?"
"I'm going over to Billy's for fishing, ok?"
"K dad, cya when you get home." I reply. Charlie closes the door, walks down stairs, and opens the front door to walk out. So... did Jacob leave just now, and I noticed it in my sleep, so I woke up? Or did he leave sometime last night?
"Well that was close."
"AHHHHHHHHHH!"' I scream. I look over the side of my bed to see a face popped up, and the rest of the body on the floor crouched down. "Jacob, you scared me to death!"
"Sorry," he says, with a slow smile. The smile faded though shortly afterward though, because now it was really awkward and neither of us knew what to say. "Ummmmmmm," Jacob starts, after a few minutes, "I have to go run patrols… See you later?" He asks.
"Yeah, uh, what time could be a good time for you?"
"Ummm, how about 1:30?"
"What! You're on patrols for that long?" I ask, bewildered.
"Yeah, Sam found traces of a group of three vampires running around." So James, Laurent, and Victoria were still here? Interesting…
"Ok. Who else is on patrols with you?" I ask. Maybe I'll go over to Quils…
"Umm, Jared and Paul. Why?" he asks.
"I was thinking of going over to Quil's house later maybe," I replied.
"Ok… Well, bye," Jake says and hops out the window. I run over to the where he dropped, but he's nowhere in sight. I lean against the wall and slide down, remember what I had just done, my mind flashing to last night. All of my dreams we now making a start into reality.
I finally had to start getting ready for the day though. I got up and walked across the room. I looked up at my bed, but… something wasn't right… Oh yeah, Jake hadn't given me that yet. I was hoping to see my dream catcher hanging on the headboard. I almost skipped into the bathroom, for a much needed shower, but it could not be rushed. The hot water was unknotting the knots in my back, while soothing all of my nerves. When I come out, the scent of strawberry shampoo invades the whole bathroom.
I smeared some lip gloss on my lips, and popped them, to make sure it was everywhere. I liked to wear heavy black eye liner; it brings out boldness in anyone's eyes. I even added a tiny bit of light pink eye shadow. When I looked into the mirror, I could already see the new Bella coming into form.
I ran back into my room and pulled on some black skinny jeans, and some tan Ugg boots to cover up the baggy ends. I slip on a random T-shirt, because I would be putting on a grey school sweatshirt anyways, and bounded down the stairs. I threw a strawberry pop tart into the toaster, and ran to the closet to pull out my sweatshirt, and I tugged it onto my body. By the time I got it on, my pop tart was done, and I ate it quickly, the warmth burning my throat. I chugged down some milk to ease the burn and took the stairs again, two at a time. I brushed my teeth as fast as a vampire would (even though they don't need to) being speedy, but getting all traces of pop tart from my teeth, and making them a shiny white.
I flew down the stairs again, this time, running straight out the door, picking up my keys on the way. I open my trucks door, and threw myself in. It was finally time to go to Quil's.
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