Chapter 5 Denying My Love
~Jacob's POV~
(I could have never done this without my best friend TwilightVamp21 or xXxPeaceLoveWarxXx)
I set on the couch, dumb-founded. My father yelled and retorted over what he had just seen. I couldn't understand the words, it was like they were from far away and they didn't make sense. The only thought in my head was...I kissed him. He kissed me... Again and again in my head.
Something hard hit my side, bringing me from my daze. "Ouch," I mumbled, grabbing my side. I turned to Billy who was glaring daggers at me. If looks could kill, I'd be dead and gone.
"Boy, are you listening to me, "he hissed in his hard, scratchy voice, disgraced written clear as day in his features. It might as well been scribbled in bold black letters "I hate my son" on his forehead.
"Son...What happen...?" he trailed off, not wanting to address to subject. I could see why, but it still hurt. I hadn't cried in so long, I almost forgot that it felt like. A lump was rising in my throat as I thought of what exactly the subject was.
"I..."other sob broke free."I...imprinted..." I was shaking with tears and pain. The lump in my throat grew, until it become hard to swallow. My father's eyes grow wide with horror-understanding what I had meant.
"Do you...mean...Cullen?" he said the last word with hatred. Emphasizing it to show all his hate for him. I wanted to hit my dad for that. But I couldn't really concentrate on how much I wanted to hit him.
I couldn't contain the sobs and tears I was holding back, anymore. I cried like a little girl who just lost her favorite teddy bear. Tears soaked my bed and sheets. I was shaking rigidly with sobs. Fuck you ,Dad! You just screwed up the best 2 minutes of my life! I screamed in my head. The outcome of my mental screaming was another loud sob and more tears.
I hear my father's wheelchair leave the room and my door shut behind him. The tears slowed a bit but never fully stopped.
The flow of images in my head were all of Emmett. His smile, his eyes, the way his lips felt against mine...
The images continued until darkness was all that was left. I was paralyzed under the hold of exhaustion and hurt. I didn't fight it as it consumed all that was left of me.
(dream)"HELP!"I screamed at the top of my lungs, as the giant wolf ripped open my flesh. Blood oozed from my wounds as the wolf continue to tear me apart."PLEASE! SOMEONE HELP ME!" The wolf growled at me furiously, then looked up at the moon and howled. The howl echoed though the empty forest. I tried to phase again and again. But I couldn't. It was like I was.. human again. I had wished so many times for humanity, but at this moment all I wanted was to be the wolf I was born to be.
The wolf howled again. It's pitch black eyes met mine for a moment then it looked around the dark empty forest. It jumped off of my dying body and howled one last time, before whimpering and running into the forest. I was, dying, in a forest, alone. "Please.." I whimpered. My voice was low and lifeless. Pain was everywhere. It was all I could feel. All that was really. I closed my eyes ,accepting death for what it was.
"Jacob?"A familiar voice asked. The most beautiful voice in the world. My angel. My eyes flashed open. There he stood. Kneeling down to me. His hand wrapped around my neck the other rested on my chest. "You're going to be fine. You'll be okay. I promise."
I shook my head."No. You're wrong. I'll never be okay. I'm dying," I sobbed.
"Not if I have any say in the matter," he said with perfection. His eyes bore into mine. His silky words echoed in my head. I believed them. He wouldn't let me die.
As I opened my mouth to protest, his lips crushed mine in a passionate, loving kiss. All his word were true. He loved me. His lips were harder than before, urgent. Like there wasn't much time left. Which was probably true. His lips parted mine and his tongue exploded my mouth. Our lips moved in a unique and destructive way.
He pulled away and looked into my eyes. A silver tear rolled down his cheek. "I'm so sorry, Jacob. I love you. Please understand."
I shook my head."Emmett, What is it?" I asked. More tears streamed down his face.
He placed his lips to my cheek and kiss softly. He kissed my jaw line and moved to my neck. He kissed me gently on the neck then parted his lips. "I love you," he signed. He bared his teeth then bit hard into my neck. I screamed in pain as he pressed hard into my fresh. The venom burned my neck and my whole ached in pain.
He through his head back and screamed in pain. Tears and blood stained his beautiful pale face. Blood dripped from his mouth as he screamed, tears oozing from his eyes. He arched his back and belted out another blood curdling scream at the moon-lit sky.
(End of dream)I gasped and sat up in my small messy bed. Sweat streamed down my face, matting my hair together on the back of my neck. My hair was to my ears now and I missed my long pony tail.
A relapse of my dream hit me off-guard.
What a screwed up dream. But one thing I had learned from my dream was, I loved Emmett. More than life. Strange thing to learn from a dream where your soul mate wants nothing more than to eat you for dinner. But I did.
A sat there, thinking. Eventually I had came to 3 options. (A)-I run away from this God-for-saken town and die(not my favorite option)(B)-Come out of the closet and risk being bashed to death by everyone who once cared about me. Or (C)-Call Emmett.
Hmm...B...C..Damn it! What do I say?
I dialed Bella's number and listened as it rang.
"Hello?"her timid voice said though the phone.
"Hey, Bells. I was just, uh, wondering if you had Edward's number." How embarrassing I was asking my best friend for boyfriend's number so I could hook up with his brother. Confusing and just little stupid.
"Jacob? This is Jake, right? Because the Jake I know loathes Edward with every bone in his body and would never want to talk to Edward, no matter what."
"Yea, well. I don't want to talk to Edward. Er.., but it involves the..treaty." Lies. All lies.
"Oh...Um well what about?"
"Just to adjust some new rules and, uh, go over something things," I lied again in my continuous effort to deceive the naive Bella.
"Oh. Okay then." She mumble then quickly recited his number. "Bye." And the line went dead.
"Bye, Bells," I said into the already disconnected phone.
I sighed heavily and dialed the number I had wrote on my palm. It didn't even ring before the devil reincarnated answered the phone.
"Hello?" His cold icy voice said though the phone. I wonder if he can read my mind though the phone.
"Yes. I can. What do you want, mutt?" He said darkly. Damn..
"What I can't call and say 'Hi'? And Eddie, I thought we were friends." Nothing is funny then pissing off a hormonal vampire.
"You thought wrong. Now what do you what, mongrel?"
"Um...Your brother's number.."
It was silent for a couple of moments. "Why do you want my brother's phone number?"
"I thought you could read my mind."
"I can. It's just very unclear. You're screaming all these different things and reading minds though a phone is difficult. A mere formality and besides the point. The real point is, why do you want Emmett's number?"
"If you haven't noticed he's at my house just about every day and I need to tell him something," I growled a little. Why couldn't the damn leech just give me is number. It wasn't any of business.
"...The hell...?" An uneasy feeling hit the pit of my stomach. I had just pictured kissing Emmett. "Jacob, are you attracted to my brother?"
"...Uhm..?"
He sighed. "Jacob, I'm sorry, but Emmett's straight. And even if he wasn't, he has Rosalie. I'm telling you this so you would get your heart broke. Emmett's not the type to let you down easily."
"Wa-Wait, no, Edward, you've got it all mes-"
"Jacob, I understand. No need in explaining yourself."
"Edward! I just need to talk to Emmett. Thanks for the advise, but I don't need it."
God! For a vampire, he is really stupid. He sighed again. I wanted nothing more than to rip his head off his body.
"Fine. I was just warning you," He said angrily. He spat out his number almost too fast for me and he hung up without another word.
I dialed six digits of phone number then closed the phone and tried again. Sighed after I realized this wasn't going to be as easy as I thought. Tried again. I pressed the "send" before I could change my mind.
I waited as it rang and rang again. His voice came and his voice felt the phone. The phone beeped.
"Hey, Emmett. It's Jake. When you get this call me back." I felt like drinking a big glass of bleach and waiting as it slowly and painfully killed me.
I rolled out of bed and left my room to head to the kitchen. There was a note on the fridge from Dad.
It read: "Went fishin with Charlie. Be back tonight."
I ate a bowl cereal and debated what to do next. After about 20 minutes of mentally yelling at myself, I decided to head over to Bella's. I needed to tell someone my depressing little tale and she was the only one who'd understand. That and I really had no one else to tell.
I knocked on the wooden door and silently waited.
"I got it, Dad," she called from inside the house.
Bella opened the door with big smile on her face but once she it was only me she frowned a little.
"Oh. Hey, Jake."
"Expecting Edward?,"
She blushed brightly. "Shut up!" But a smile still tugged at the corner of her lips. "Where are doing here, anyway?"
"What? I can't even just came over and hang out? Do I have to have a reason the come to my bestest friend's house?
He mumbled something then smiled. "Well, of course not Jake. Come on in."
Before I had time to even move Edward's girly silver Volvo drove up and in the passenger seat was Emmett, with a depressed look on his face. As soon as he saw me his eyes got big and he whispered something to Edward. My life, right now, was probably the most confusing it had ever been before.
~Emmett's POV~"Maybe, I should go back home. I'd just be the third-wheel and stand there awkwardly as you to mentally undress each other. I wouldn't want to get in the middle of anything. "
He burst into laughter. "Ha ha! Is because Jacob has a little man-crush on you?"
"What! How did you...? Did Jake say something..?" I stuttered.
"He called earlier and asked for your phone number. It was pretty obvious he was attracted to you. I tried to tell him you weren't into that type of thing, but he insisted he talked to you himself."
"Why? Do you know?" I asked simultaneously.
"He didn't say. Are you aware of his attraction toward you? I don't necessarily like the mutt, but Bella would be unhappy if Jacob were in any pain."
I gulped. "I'm aware. " I looked out the window at a surprised Jacob Black on the front porch. I wanted to hold him and kiss him again, but I restrained myself.
"What did you say?" Edward asked with, eyes bulged out.
"What? I didn't say anything. Are you feeling alright?" Oh shit! He just heard me! "Come on. Bella and Jake are waiting."
You... just called...him...Jake..."