HI EVERYBODY. I'M SAD. THERE SEEMS TO BE TOO MUCH DEATH IN THE WORLD RIGHT NOW.

MY BELOVED TEACHER JUST PASSED AWAY A COUPLE DAYS AGO. HE HAD BEEN DIAGNOSED WITH BRAIN CANCER FOR ABOUT A YEAR, BUT HIS DEATH WAS STILL SO SHOCKING.

YESTERDAY THERE WAS TONS OF CRYING AND LAUGHING AT GOOD MEMORIES. MY FRIENDS DID HELP ME TO BE MORE HAPPY ABOUT HIS MEMORY, SO THANK YOU GUYS! I OWE YOU ONE!

ALSO, MY CAT IS GETTING PUT TO SLEEP RIGHT NOW. I WISH I COULD BE THERE.

UNFORTUNATELY, I DON'T KNOW IF I'LL BE GETTING A NEW KITTEN, FOR REASONS I DON'T CARE TO TELL YOU (NO OFFENSE, BUT I DON'T THINK YOU CARE ABOUT MY PERSONAL ISSUES. FEEL FREE TO SKIP TO THE CHAPTER).

ANYWAYS, I PROB WON'T BE POSTING A NEW CHAPTER FOR AWHILE. SORRY FOR THE INCONVENIENCE. WELL, HERE YA GO, CHAPTER 2!

P.S. YOU CAN ALWAYS SKIP THESE INROS IF I COMPLETELY BORE YOU TO TEARS! OKAY NOW HERE IT IS:

Chapter 2- A Shoulder to Cry On

I woke up on the floor to hear my window creaking open. I peeked through the covers I had grabbed from my broken bed to see my best friend, Jacob, standing over my head.

His face was in a comical grin, just staring down at me, looking nowhere else.

His wonderful aroma wafted to my nose. I breathed in deeply. I loved his scent. The rest of my family thought his smell nauseating but I liked the woodsy smell.

Jacob had his shirt off (as per usual) and looked like he was just on a run. I didn't know why he was out running at midnight, but he's Jacob. He always does that crazy stuff.

"Why are you sleeping on the ground?" He asked, grinning. His beautiful black eyes gleamed with humor.

Whoa, wait, BEAUTIFUL? Why was I thinking that? He's my best friend, I don't think of him in that way, right? Whatever.

I looked up at him with heartbroken eyes, brimming with unshed tears I was trying to hold back. I shouldn't cry, what's the point? I'm supposed to be strong.

Okay, I will admit that I do cry. A little. Alright, a lot, but that's not the point. I was sad okay? Jeez.

He finally seemed to understood how my bed broke. I mean, he had once done that to his bed when he got pissed at Paul about something or other. I had helped him fix it.

"Nessie, what's the matter?" he said softly, sitting down beside me. I felt his warmth. He was the only person that I could touch and not feel cold.

I had gotten used to it by now, but it was still nice to feel that warmth radiating off of his skin once in awhile.

Those words seemed to trigger something inside me and I burst into tears. All the hurt and lost love poured out of my eyes in watery raindrops.

I showed him with my talent what happened as I cried on his shoulder. I felt him tense when the information hit him

I watched his face turn from worry to anger. I had confided in him before about how much I did not want that in my relationship.

He suddenly sprang up and looked into my tear-stained face.

"Wha-What are you doing?" I managed to say as I wiped the tears from my eyes trying to focus. I needed to be strong. I was not a baby anymore.

"Going to teach this 'Will' a lesson?" Jacob growled, trembling from his rage. He marched to the window and was about to jump out the window, but i dove for him.

I could not let him do that, even after what Will did to me. Well, about to do to me I guess.

"No!" I cried, grabbing his foot, "You can't! Even though it was terrible, he's just being a boy! I still love him!"

Jake visibly flinched and kept trembling but this time it didn't seem to be just rage he was shaking from.

"Jacob, please!"

He didn't look like he was going anywhere any time soon, so I stood up and walked over to him. I pulled his face to look at mine. Please I put in his mind.

This communication seemed to be more persuasive then my yelling, I have found. His face softened at the touch and he stopped quivering.

"Okay," He sighed in defeat, "I guess..."

I hugged him and he hugged me back. I was the one to pull away and he smiled at me with eyes full of love.

I cringed away at how much adoration there was in those eyes. Why does everything have to be so gosh darn complicated?

"Well," I said awkwardly, "I better get to sleep now, so, bye Jake."

He smiled tenderly at me one more time and jumped out the window into the shadows. But not before he softly caressed my cheek.

I called softly to him, "Thank you, Jacob."

I heard a faint, "Your welcome Ness," from the darkness.

My cheek seemed to be burning from the touch. I blushed and pressed my own hand to where he had touched me.

I smiled and realized I was dead tired from crying so hard. I fell back on the floor and fell asleep once more.

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SO THERE YA GO. CHAPTER 2. EDITED AND DONE. FOR NOW. WHAT WILL HAPPEN NEXT? WILL THEY GET TOGETHER? WILL WILL SHOW UP AGAIN? MAYBE! KEEP READING AND YOU WILL FIND OUT!

HERE'S A QUOTE FOR YOUR CONVENIENCE:

I hope I didn't brain my damage...

~ Homer Simpson

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