Characters Belong to Stephanie Meyer I'm just borrowing them!
-Although I wouldn't mind owning Jacob or Jasper ;)
Chapter 2 - Jacob Black
When I finally arrived home that night, after a bit of trouble with the truck, I was surprised to see another vehicle parked behind Charlie's cruiser on the driveway. It was an old school truck with the word Dodge scrawled across the back in silver italics.
I approached the house warily not sure of what I would find inside. I decided that escaping to my bedroom in order to avoid Charlie and his guests was ridiculous not to mention down right rude. Therefore,
I turned toward the living room where I could here the commentator of a baseball game shouting from the flat screen.
Charlie's curly black head could be seen over the back of the armchair nearest to me, and stationed next to him was a man about the same age with beautifully long black shiny hair. I tripped on the turned up linoleum but managed to catch myself, without the help of a pair of granite arms.
Both men turned when my noisy approach alerted them to my presence.
"Bella, you remember Billy Black from the reservation don't you?"
Oh, this is Billy Black. I sifted through the painful childhood memories before nodding in recognition.
I faintly remember being dragged on fishing trips with Charlie and his friends as a young girl. I also remembered being teased mercilessly over all the times the men had had to rescue me after I fell in the lake. Billy Black was undoubtedly one of these men, the russet coloured skin and wise black eyes made him easy to recognise.
Billy was in a wheelchair now I noted with sadness, I found myself wondering what had happened to him. It's unfair that such an awful thing had happened to a honest man like Billy.
"Happy birthday Bella." I internally cringed at his words whilst shaking his hand, the contrast against my cream skin and his rich colour was laughable.
"Have you met my son Jacob?" I looked up noticing for the first time a young boy about my age in the room. I did a double take as I took in his features, how had I not noticed him before?
Billy's son Jacob would tower over Charlie, who wasn't a small man by any standards. With his russet coloured skin and Emmett size build he was easily the most prominent figure in the room
I was surprised when he made his way over to me, where I was still stationary at the door, with easily as much grace as my vampire family. Strange but I had guessed with a build that bulky he was insured some seriously bad co-ordination issues; I had some experience in that department.
He cocked his head to the side when he noticed me staring. I felt the blush spread up my cheeks and I hurried to say something so I wouldn't look like a complete moron.
"Erm, No. Right? Yeah, we don't- I mean we haven't. Hi, my name's Bella, Charlie's daughter, complete klutz and apparently bumbling idiot."
He chuckled deeply his smile lighting up his face and bringing a faint blush to his dark skin.
"Jacob. Billy's son, Keen mechanic, thinks bumbling idiocy is an adorable quality." I blushed again, this time hearing Charlie and Billy joining in with Jacob's laughter.
"Yeah alright, enough laughter at my expense, Charlie do you want something to eat, Esme made me dinner."
"Huh, I guess. Maybe Jake could help you out?" He asked, trying and failing to be sly about pushing the two of us together. I looked up toward Jake questioningly.
"Sure, sure. We'll leave the oldies to enjoy there game."
Charlie was too immersed in the mariners too reply, but I heard Billy mutter under his breath.
"Less of the oldies comments Son."
I walked cautiously into the kitchen not sure what to expect of being alone with Jacob. He had such a dominating presence and to be honest though he seemed a nice, funny guy his physique was really intimidating. "God, Bella I don't mean to be rude but Hurry the hell up! Could you walk any slower?"
I had been completely lost in my thoughts and hadn't even realised that I had slowed to a stop in the kitchen doorway, effectively blocking Jacob's way. I found myself laughing at his comment and forgetting any fears of Jacob Black and his towering physique.
"Sorry, I guess I'm just tired."
"Well I'm sorry to hear that honey, but you are the female in this house so you better shake off that tired and make me some food. It's your job." I should have been offended but found myself once again amuses by his antics. The smart-ass reply flowed easily.
"I don't know Jakey baby, I can see you in a sexy little maids outfit-" He cut me off pulling me into a headlock and growling at me.
"Do I need to show you just how manly I am, Bella?" Whoa. That simple statement should NOT have made my heart do double time and my breath catch. What was I doing flirting and messing around with this guy, when I had an awesome boyfriend of my own? I tried to control my flustered actions backing out of our embrace and curtseying to him.
"Your wish is my command Master. Now get out of here, you can watch the game with the boys. Do you fancy steak? Oh wait you're a man of course you do."
He snorted indelicately in response. "Shut up and pass me that bag of potatoes. I'm staying." I just nodded in response because the truth of it was, I wanted him to stay and I didn't even know him. I noticed him searching for something and picked up the potato peeler to throw at him, my awful aim sent it flying toward his ear but he reached up and snagged it before it could hit him. Of course he was bound to be a professional sports star or some shit.
"How old are you Jacob?"
"I, well, I'll be seventeen in a couple of months." My mouth must have been hanging open, he was only sixteen? I was sure he was at least two years older than me. He looked about twenty, but thinking about it I suddenly remembered Billy's two oldest children Rachel and Rebecca. They were Billy's twin girls, and I had been forced to play with them as a child. I remember how shocked I had been when Charlie told me they married at seventeen last year.
"Bella? What's up?" He smirked at me as he turned around.
"What's up don't believe me? I admit I'm too good looking and just too damn smart for a child." I punched him in the stomach and drew my hand back immediately.
"Ouch. Ouch. Ouch. Damn, Jacob what are you made of? Wood?" He chuckled quietly but bit down on his lip.
"Are you okay Bells? Crap, you shouldn't have punched me like that. Let me see your hand." I pulled my hand away from him petulantly and stuck my bottom lip out. Then a giggle escaped my pouted lips.
"Did you just call me Bells?" He looked surprised and then slightly embarrassed. "Well, I thought it was cute."
"Wow Jake. You know, just because I like you I'll let that one slip." He smirked momentarily before I pressed my body up against his-noticing that his body was firmly toned and very, very hot under his tight black t-shirt- and stared into his eyes.
"You can patronise me when your legal baby." I whispered with a seductive wink. His eyes went wide as he floundered around his head for what I'm sure would normally be a brilliant comeback. I laughed at his dumbfounded-ness. Ah sweet revenge.
I dropped back onto the balls of my feet and sauntered back to the stove slowly, my hips swaying from side to side. I didn't even bother to turn around to say, "Close your jaw, or you'll catch flies. Oh, and the drooling thing, so not cool."
I carried on with the coking laughing quietly to my self and after a moment heard him leave, my newly found smart-ass personality going with him.
Well damn, where did that come from? I had only known the boy for 5 minutes and was already more comfortable with him than Edward or Charlie or even Renee for that matter.
I didn't know what it was about Jacob Black that had made it so easy for me to let my hair down but I did know I wasn't about to give up that warm –well extremely hot- feeling of comfort just yet.
The rest of the night passed in a similarly comfortable fashion, I spent most of the night squashed onto the tiny love seat beside Jacob, watching football and trying to persuade Charlie to slow down on the beer.
I had a surprisingly awesome time just 'hanging out' and it was nice to spend some time with my father joking with Billy and Jacob was an nice bonus.
After our guests left I retired to my bedroom to work on my neglected homework, full of a simple joy. I reflected that tonight, I had enjoyed my birthday for the first time in years.