School tomorrow :,-( Which means I must update! And this chapter, my friends, is all Lakota ^-^ :-) And...sorry if it kind of sucks but I've been really, really, REALLY wanting to do this chapter and I had several different outcomes. One where Lakota goes up and nearly kills Jacob and Bella. One where she cries. And one where she decides to use such juicy information from both Jacob and Bella. Overall I had this written in about 4 different ways and thought this one was probably the most realistic and drama filled. Review?
**Jelly-Bean-Jr.
Lakota's point of view:
I hadn't heard anything from the conversation, seeing as they were standing out in the open without so much of a decent hiding spot. But I sure did see some pretty interesting things.
There are times where, I don't know, you just really, really, really want to punch someone in the mouth. More specifically after prying such a disgusting mouth off of your boyfriend then thoroughly hurtling your fist towards said mouth. Thus knocking some teeth out or maybe bringing the person to unconsciousness. I don't know…something like that. But all I really know is that, the moment Bella put her mouth on my boyfriend. My best friend. My Jacob. My partner in crime. I swear I could've killed anything in sight. Jacob included.
I literally had to dig my fingers into the tree next to me, my nails nearly snapping as I rooted them in the flaky bark. My eyes were wide and my heart was thrumming. I couldn't even understand why I hadn't stomped right over there, yanked the bitch's hair right out of her skull before thoroughly beating her to a bloody pulp. It was all I could really think about, actually. And I sure as hell knew it wasn't just a little knick of girlfriend jealousy because, hell, if it was, I'm sure I would have no trouble just punching her in the mouth. But this moment, time froze. Melodramatic? Quite possibly. But I'm going to tell it to you straight. My head pounded, my heart ached, and I felt like I was going to vomit. But that wasn't why – no, I couldn't of cared less if Bella threw herself like a desperate hussy everywhere she went. But the fact Jacob didn't pull away – in fact, he brought her closer – broke every little sense of 'what would Lakota do' in my head. I had no desire to walk over there; even if my thoughts screamed exactly that.
Because, if I went over there, I was afraid of what I'd hear from Jacob. I know, I know. Me? Lakota? Feeling insecure. Pfft.
My thoughts exactly.
Let me tell you this one thing, and I'll tell you once. I wasn't going to march over there and tear that bitch into pieces, or even knee Jacob in the balls for not pushing her away. Instead; I opted to do it the most painful way. The way I knew would get under both Jacob and Bella's skin. They can pretend this was a secret – that no one but them knows. They can pretend all they want.
Call it blackmail, if you will. And as disappointed as I suspect you are, you know you'd do the same thing. Why not let Jacob own up to his mistake rather than catching him in the act? Why not test him? Yes; it was a logical and more sophisticated way to do this, I'll admit. And I was actually pretty damn proud.
But that didn't mean I still didn't want to tear them both the fuck up.
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"Hey Lakota!" Quil shouted happily when I came marching through Jacob's front door. I glared over at Quil, not in the mood for his happy shit.
"Screw off," I growled, still stomping like a mad women. Mostly trying to get rid of the urge to hurt someone by letting off some steam with my feet.
"Wow…what crawled up your ass?"
"I said screw off," I hissed at him, making Quil blink, looking actually hurt by my snapping at him. I mean, it wasn't every day I was actually peeved off at him. I was fairly sarcastic in my comebacks with Quil – hell, call it random. But I've never actually been this mad. Let's just say Bella and Jacob are real lucky not to be getting the end of this, or I really do believe Bella would be a bloody pulp by now. Jacob on the other hand – he's another story considering he's still an indestructible wall of wolf steel. But I'm sure I could find a crowbar somewhere – maybe a hammer.
"Kota, what's wrong?"
"Nothing…" I paused, looking between Billy, Quil, Embry, and Paul. All of which were giving me these wide eyed looks that obviously said they knew something was up, and they wanted to know now. I tilted my head. Should I rat Jacob out? It didn't even take me a second to know the answer; yes. The more people on my side, the better.
You cross Lakota Dyani Jones and you pay for it. Big time.
"Is Jacob here yet, or coming?" I asked, making Embry slowly shake his head.
"No…"
"Good; now listen quick, and listen good. My little eavesdropping got a lot more juicy than I thought," I said somewhat sharply but mostly a little bitter, all of their eyes widened at that, knowing fairly well what that meant. And even if they didn't I'm not sure I'd be able to say it out loud without ripping their heads off. Or maybe even my own. Everyone seemed to have their own opinions about what I said, each of their words jumbling up in a hectic heap of sentences.
"No way! Always knew he was a two timing cock sucker." Paul.
"Jacob wouldn't do that…not to you…" Billy.
"Dude's got hell to pay when he gets back." Quil.
"Should we skin him alive?" Embry.
"Here's the thing, troops," I said seriously, making all four of them blink, "Jacob -code name Hamster- does not know. I repeat: Hamster does not know. As for Bella -code name Leg Spreader- does not know either. But let you all be warned, Hamster and Leg Spreader seemed busy enough, and each will pay on their own terms."
"Leg Spreader?" Quil asked, "Hamster? What kind of code names are those? I want one!" I shook my head pursing my lips. Now was really not the time, but…why not?
"Fine," I huffed, crossing my arms, "Quil, you're Helen-"
"What! ?"
"Don't get all prissy, you're the one who wanted one. Embry, you're The Wave. Paul, you're Tina-"
"I don't want no damn code name."
"Billy, you're papa bear. And I, my troops, am sister bear. Understood?"
"Man, I don't want to be Helen," Quil whined, making Paul roll his eyes, returning to whatever he was watching on the TV, obviously not in the mood to acknowledge my nickname for him. Tina…I think it fits. Got a nice ring to it too, you know?
"This information is classified and will not be shared, got it?" They nodded; well, not Paul. Or –ahem- Tina.
"Tina?" I asked, makingEmbry -The Wave- start snickering and Quil smile slightly. Obviously seeing that his codename Helen was nothing compared to Paul's Tina.
"Whatever," he answered flatly, not taking the bait in my nickname for him. As much as that left a little damper on my growing fun, I couldn't let it bother me. I had to forget about the whole…Hamster thing with Leg Spreader…I had to act casual. I didn't see anything. Absolutely nothing. Yeah…as far as I know they really did just talk. They didn't kiss or anything…
I closed my eyes trying to keep myself from punching the wall next to me. Gosh knows that wouldn't end up well for my fists.
"Hamster," Embry sang, making it very clear Jacob was coming, I nodded, looking between Quil and Embry as they both mouthed 'leg spreader' a short second after to signal that Bella was also coming. Now's the fun part. Smiling happily I plopped down next to Tina, yanking the remote away from his hands the moment Hamster and Leg Spreader walked through the door, each looking absolutely exhausted. I couldn't blame them though, shoving each other's tongues down one another's throat can be exhausting.
"Have a good talk?" I asked casually, smiling happily as Jacob looked down at the floor avoiding my gaze, as Bella cradled a hand to her chest.
"It was okay; we didn't talk about much." No. You two were too busy kissing. I smiled, giving Quil a look when he glanced over at me worriedly. He couldn't give us away. No pity because nothing happened. Just talking – not much as Jacob had said because they were too busy kiss- I cleared my throat, moving my train of thought over to Bella's very limp looking hand.
"What's with her hand?" I asked, nodding to Bella as she bit her lip.
"I…broke it." My eyes widened. Making me look over at them sharply. Jacob still looking impossibly miserable and looking ready to die on the spot as Bella glanced between him and me. All in all, I was sorry to say I missed the breaking of her hand. She deserved it after all.
"How?"
"I punched Jacob," she whispered, I frowned, glaring at her. A new anger rising. Despite how much I really couldn't stand the sight of Jacob's guilty face, I really did not appreciate her trying to take cheap shots at his gorgeousness. First she kissed him and then she punches him? Someone obviously has boy issues. And I don't understand how she can just stand there knowing she cheated on what's-his-face too.
"And why the hell would you do that?" I yelled, standing up angrily. Paul huffed, going to grab my wrist to pull me back down but I instantly snapped at him, ready to bite his head right off his shoulders.
"Hands off, Tina!" He let go quickly enough, giving me the 'you've lost it' look before casually looking back at the TV. Looking rather bored with the drama in front of him.
"I- he…we…I just, I was jealous I guess." Remember when I said I'd keep the whole Jacob and Bella smacking face a secret for a little bit? Yes, well, that part is suddenly not looking so fun now. I wanted to claw her face off. How dare she lie to me? How dare she kiss my boyfriend! I ground my teeth together, trying not to call her out. To rat them both out.
"So you punch him?" I asked, disgusted at her, but mostly at myself for letting her lie to my face. To think that she got away hands free.
"Um…"
"Don't care," I muttered, sighing I walked over to Jacob, hugging him around the waist as I pressed myself up against him. Much too happy to hear his intake of breath as his shaky arms wrapped around me, holding me probably too tightly against him. His lips finding their way to the top of my head before he grabbed my chin, bringing my lips up against his desperately. Kissing me long and hard in front of the girl he was cheating on me with, his dad, his two best friends, and…Tina.
"So where's that amazing birthday present, my amazing and trustworthy boyfriend got me?" I taunted, probably way too happy to see him look all the more crushed. Closing his eyes tightly again he refused to answer me as he just pulled me back against his chest, holding me there and muttering things I simply couldn't understand in my hair. I frowned, feeling my heart squeeze with a pang of guilt. Swallowing I said three words that I'm sure tortured yet rejoiced Jacob at the same time.
"I love you." The sad part? It might've, kind of been, a little bit truthful.