February 9th
Dear Journal,
I haven't seen Cade all week, not since Tuesday but I know he's there. Sometimes I'll wake up in the middle of the night, really cold and the window will be just a little open. Sometimes it creeps me out, knowing that in the middle of the night he comes and lies beside me. Sometimes, I don't mind the idea of having someone's arms around me while I sleep.
Jason and I went on another date tonight (he actually called it a date too). This time we ate at the diner and then went bowling at some little cheep bowling alley in Forks. It was crowded both places but we had a lot of fun. It was cute how he would put his arms around me to show me the "right way to bowl".
We didn't get home until about 10:30. Grandpa and Granny were in bed already; mom was watching a C.S.I. episode. When we got to the house, Jason did his move to try and kiss me again. I was hoping he would. But then I remembered Cade. I knew he was probably watching. "Let's go inside," I suggested. Jason was surprised by didn't argue.
Inside my greeted us warmly. She asked the usual questions about our date and then excused herself to finish the T.V. show in her room. On her way down the hall I heard her say, "Grandpa will be please".
Inside the living room, I eyed the open windows cautiously. I wondered again if Caden was watching. Jason got my attention back when I felt his hand brush an out-of-place strand of hair from my face. I turned to look at him. He was really nervous I could tell. I tried to be smooth as I wrapped my arms around his neck.
He leaned closer and I closed my eyes, waiting for his lips to touch mine. Finally, they did and it was a wave of emotion like I had never felt. His fingers mingled with my hair while his other hand pulled me closer. After a few moments we both broke away with silly smiles on our faces.
I reached up to kiss him again when there was an abrupt knock on the door. Caden. I knew it had to be him. I went to the door, Jason following close behind me, still holding my hand. When I opened the door no one was there. Jason wasn't as worried as me. I felt him kiss my neck and I squirmed surprised with the door still open.
"It's late," I said, but it wasn't a rude sort of 'time for you to get out' sort of statement. It was a statement that said 'let's finish this on a good note'. He leaned forward and gave me a quick but passionate kiss and then was out the door.
I watched him until he drove away, hoping Cade would leave him alone. Then I went to bed to have the most wonderful but haunting dreams.
XoXo Jennifer Heartly