Chapter Three
"Change." I ordered and sat down on his couch to wait for him to be appropriately dressed for public. God I was turning into Alice.
He returned a minute later, now in jeans, but no shirt. We walked quickly and happily to the beach chatting about what had been going on in La Push. Apparently there were no vampires running around (except the Cullen's) and Emily and Sam had gotten married.
"Did Leah go to their wedding?" I asked.
"Yeah, she threw a whole fit about it, but her mom made her go."
"Bet that wasn't fun for the pack." I imagined her thoughts about Sam that everyone could hear.
"That part of the werewolf thing is a downside." He agreed. We reached the beach soon after our conversation, and continued down the beach silently. I shivered slightly in the breeze while Jacob walked on unaffected.
"That's not right!" I protested, "how come you don't have to wear a coat when it's cold!
"Werewolves don't get cold Bella." He said it in a duh tone.
"I know that but I'm freezing my butt off here and you can just stand there all warm and toasty. It's not fair." I pouted.
"I could share some of my body heat." He said leaning towards me with an intense look on his face.
"Jake…" I started. My attention was drawn away from his face then, and to the sky. Because at that moment five spots were soaring right above the trees about a mile away. Oh bleep! "I have to go now, bye!"
With that said I once again ran away.
"Oh shit, oh bleeping bleep. How did they find me?" I mumbled to myself in my truck. I checked the mirrors and looked out the back window but I saw no flying kids anywhere around.
I drove home going nearly as fast as my truck could go, not that that mattered they could easily follow my truck, it wasn't that hard to see.
My home looked like safety and I rushed in nearly breaking the door in my effort to turn the doorknob. I rushed up the stairs with an odd sense of déjà vu, and collapsed into the rocking chair in my room. I sat with my arms around my legs curled up as tight as I could. My brain worked through memories some good some bad.
My family on a beach, happy for once. A subway station with homeless people in cardboard boxes. My baby Angel not really my daughter but so close. The pain of trying to open my wrist with a sea shell. And Fang who was my right hand man, and my best friend, and sort of something else that I didn't have a name for then. My family. But not anymore.
I had been unconsciously stroking my scar on my wrist and the scar on my hand for being attacked by James what seemed a life time ago.
I got up and slipped into my bed not even bothering to check the time. Thoughts plagued my mind as I slipped into a deep sleep.
A/N: Yay! The flock is in Forks! Also poor Jacob, he just can't catch a break. I appreciate comments and criticisms. So push that little awesome bar and review! Or don't. And thanks to pixie freak the first person to review. Bye!