Here is the improved chapter 2! I have changed and added things so I hope you like it.
It had been a few days since the incident with the Cullens and the boys. Jacob had told her nothing but to "think about the tribe legends." Which ones is what Nikki wondered. The ones about the Cold Ones or the wolves. Nikita had tried to understand, but she was distracted.
Reason number one: A certain blonde beauty.
Nikki always developed a strange feeling when she thought about Rosalie, which was a lot. She hadn't even seen the Cullen since Rose took her to Bella's house. The girls had just sat there in the blonde's car without saying anything. It had been a weird but not really an uncomfortable silence. Then their eyes had locked. The unusual beautiful girl had leaned in towards the Quileute; so close, Nikita could feel her cool breath graze her lips. It had caused an animalistic need to stir within her. They gazed into each other's eyes for what felt like eternity. An intoxicating scent floated around Nikita. Vanilla.
Rosalie had smirked when she saw the girl glance at her full, red lips. One word was whispered between them.
"Bye."
Nikita snapped out of the trace and bolted out of the car. Just thinking about it now made Nikki's blood boil. Just who did that blonde bimbo think she was? Nikita Black hated being out done. Rosalie Hale would regret the day she decided to play games with her. The charismatic girl was determined to win. By the time she was done, Rosalie Hale would be begging for her.
At the moment, Nikita was busying herself with homework. Someone knocked on her door and she knew who it was.
"Come in." she said without looking up as the door opened and closed.
"You're actually doing homework instead of being with me?"
Nikita smirked and looked up into a pair of deep brown eyes. "What do you want Leah?"
"I came to see if you wanted to hang out, but you're doing shitty homework."
"I'm almost done so keep your thong on."
"Good, because we're going cliff diving."
"The water's like negative degrees."
"Sam and his gang cliff-dive so it can't be that bad."
"Are you one of those crazy girls that stalk their exes?"
"Just shut the hell up and go get your swim suit."
That's how Nikki currently found herself standing on a cliff wearing nothing but a red bikini top with matching bottoms and black board shorts. Her waist length hair was in a tight bun high on her head. At least if she was going to die, she would look hot. Nikki took care of herself. She didn't have a body builder's body, but she was fit. Leah was standing next to her in a blue bikini top with matching bottoms and black shorts. Her own ebony hair grazing her shoulders. Leah's body wasn't so bad either…
"This is fucking crazy," Nikki looked down at the icy black water below. "I'm going to die."
"Did I mention how I don't give a damn?" Leah smirked as she crossed her arms. "You're jumping."
"But Leah…"
"Just jump babe," Leah kissed her on the cheek. "Good luck."
Nikita blushed and peered down at the icy waters below. "I can't believe I'm doing this."
She took a deep breath and jumped. The plan was going to be to keep her eyes closed, but that was difficult when she was freefalling from 1000 feet up. Nikki crashed into the blackness. The sensation was like thousands of icy needles pricking her skin at once making her body burn and ache. She couldn't tell which way was up to the surface, or down further into the depths. The currents were merciless as they tossed her body every which way, thrashing her closer to the rocky cliff. Nikki could feel her strength draining fast, leaving her like the warmth in her body. She had almost succumbed to unconsciousness when something grabbed her and pulled.
The young girl's head broke the surface and she felt herself being carried up onto the sandy shore. Although her lungs screamed for air, she could not grant them what they wanted. Water ran out of her mouth and swished in her lungs. Something started pressing down on her chest and something cold came down on her lips. Water gushed from her lungs and out of her mouth. Cold air flooded into her shrunken lungs as she inhaled greedily. She gasped and coughed while squinting her eyes open to see who had saved her.
The light was blinding, but she caught a glimpse of her savior. A heavenly angel with golden hair and eyes. Eyes that were shimmering with worry and concern. The woman's lips were moving, but Nikki couldn't hear her.
The blonde had Nikita laying against her and even though the girl had just been in the icy ocean, Rosalie could feel her warmth seeping through.
"Are you okay? Does anything hurt?" Before Nikki could answer, a deep voice boomed through the air.
"Get away from her!"
Jacob along with Leah were running over to the two girls. Rosalie glared at the two Quileutes who met her icy stare with smoldering ones of their own.
"I just saved your sister's life mutt, so you should be thanking me."
Jacob glared at Rosalie, his entire body shaking uncontrollably. The ripping of clothing was heard. In the place where Jake had stood, a massive wolf was snarling at her savior. The wolf was a rich chocolate color. The thing about it though that pulled at Nikki's heart were the eyes. A light brown that was clouded over with anger, but they belonged to her brother.
Leah sprinted over to Nikita and placed a hand on her arm. "I'm so sorry, Nikita," the older girl apologized. She shouldn't have made her friend do such a stupid stunt. "Looks like my good luck kiss didn't work."
"Your what?!" Rosalie hissed out at her, gold eyes darkening.
"It's nothing, Rose." Nikita assured her as she tried to sit up on her own.
"Let me help." Leah placed a hand on her waist.
"I got it," Gold eyes pierced the 20 year old. She should tear this human apart. Snarling drew her attention away from the bad-tempered girl to see the mutt walking towards them. "Take her."
Leah scooped the smaller framed girl in her arms and ran to the side of them, laying her against her body.
"Rose!" Nikki rasped out which caused Rosalie to quickly turn toward the Quileute girl with a soft, concerned expression on her face.
"Don't worry about me," Rosalie smiled softly at the injured girl. "I can take care of myself."
"Yeah, Jacob will take good care of her." Leah whispered as she glared at the blonde. Her meaning struck Nikita like lightning. Struggling to stand, Nikita staggered to Rosalie and placed herself as a shield. She had to protect the blonde from her brother.
"Jake you can't hurt her," Nikki told the wolf who growled. "She saved me."
Nikki got closer to Rosalie until she was standing right in front of her. The copper skinned girl grasped Rosalie's wrist, whether it was to make sure the blonde stayed behind her or to stop herself from shaking, she didn't know. The wolf showed no sign of backing down, but apparently something was on Nikita's side because soon Sam, Jared, and Embry were running towards them.
"Jacob, back down!" Sam said in a deep, commanding voice. Something in her wanted to obey that voice; submit to it.
Jacob bared his teeth, but turn and vanished into the forest. Nikki didn't realize that her shaking had become worse until Rosalie wrapped her arms around Nikki's waist. The Quileute was exhausted and collapsed into Rosalie's arms.
"Maybe we should get you home," Rosalie smiled at the young girl in her arms. "I can take you to my father. He's a doctor."
"We can take care of her just fine." Leah glared at the blonde who held on tighter to the copper girl.
"I think it would be best if she got checked out." The vampire put an arm around Nikita's waist to steady her.
"Go get her looked at," said a voice that resonated with power. "I'll inform her father."
"Thank you." At least someone had a brain in the pack.
"We're going to your house?" Nikita's eyes widened. She only met her parents once and that was when she was on the verge of punching Jacob in the face. "I'll meet your parents?"
"It's not a big deal," the blonde rolled her eyes, but smirked at the girl's nerves. "Don't be nervous." Rosalie swept the staggering girl up in her arms with ease, surprising Nikita with her strength.
"They're your parents though," Nikita tried to explain why she was nervous. What if the Cullen parents didn't like her? "I haven't exactly made a good impression with them."
"Why do you need to make a good impression?" Rosalie arched an eyebrow. Nikita stayed silent, heat rising into her cheeks, but she wouldn't be seen as a shy school girl.
"So they won't hate me in the future."
"You sound pretty confident that you'll be around me in the future."
"Of course I am," Nikita smirked as they continued to walk through the forest. "You can't resist me."
"It's a good thing I can resist you." Rosalie thought gravely. The native girl's blood was calling to her, begging her to have a taste.
"Well you aren't full of yourself, are you?" Walking was taking too long. Rosalie could just run and be there in no time. "What would she think?"
"Of course not." Nikita's eyes were drooping. The feel of Rosalie's arms holding her along with the vanilla scent wafting around relaxed her. The blonde saw this and smiled softly.
"Shut your eyes. We'll be there soon." The Quileute wasn't going to argue with that. She drifted off, Rosalie's cold body bringing comfort to her.
Exhaustion washed over her, turning her limbs into jelly. There was a slight breeze sweeping across her face, but soon, she felt the wind pick up like she was moving faster. As soon as it began, it ended.
"What happened?"
"She jumped off a cliff." That was her Rose's voice.
"Why would she do such a thing?" The voice was feminine, but not as high pitched as Alice's.
"It must be her mother."
"She was trying to have fun I assume," Rosalie didn't sound happy. "It was a stupid thing to do. She almost drowned."
"I'll go get Carlisle."
She felt herself being placed down on something soft and missed Rosalie's touch.
"You can open your eyes now." Green eyes opened to see an amused look on the blonde's face.
"How'd you know?"
"I didn't." Rosalie just smirked at the pout on the girl's face. "I heard your heart beat."
"Wow," Nikita glanced around the expensive looking house. "This house is beautiful."
"Thank you," Nikita quickly turned her head to see Rosalie's mother and father standing in the door way. "I worked hard to make it look good."
"It certainly worked." The Quileute smiled as Carlisle walked over to her.
"Nikita, this is my mother Esme," Rosalie introduced her blood singer. "Esme, this is Nikita Black."
"So you're Jacob's sister." It wasn't a question. There wasn't any malice in her eyes. It was just a pure statement.
"Yes ma'am." Nikita remembered her brother becoming an animal. An animal the tribe was supposedly descended from.
"Your pulse is strong," Carlisle informed her and Rosalie breathed out in relief. "Your temperature is unusually high."
"That's normal," Nikki shrugged. "I always run a high temperature."
"Well I'm certain you're okay," the doctor smiled kindly at his adopted daughter's singer. "I recommend rest."
"I can definitely do that." Rosalie did not want the girl out of her sight. The bloodlust was strong, but the urge to protect the young girl was stronger.
"You could stay here for tonight," Rosalie offered. "Just to make sure you are alright."
"That sounds good," Nikita flashed her pearly teeth that contrasted greatly to her dark skin. "I really don't want to go home right now."
"You can sleep in Rosalie's room." Esme smiled at the increased speed of the girl's heart.
"Thank you for letting me stay here." The parents just smiled as Rosalie grabbed her hand and started leading her upstairs. They came to a door that Nikita assumed was the blonde's room. Rosalie led her inside and Nikki felt her breathe hitch at just being in the room.
"I'll find you something to wear," Rose started digging through her drawers. "You can take a shower if you want. The bathroom is through that door." She pointed to a door on Nikita's left.
Taking a shower was the best feeling in the world to her in that moment. After almost dying in Icy salt water, a hot, refreshing shower is what she needed. After drying her body, she realized she didn't have the clothes in the bathroom. Wrapping the towel around herself, she smirked and sauntered out of the bathroom.
"Rose?"
The blonde vampire looked up from picking up clothes from the floor and she could feel her eyes immediately darken. Nikita was standing in her room in nothing but a towel with water droplets clinging to her tan skin.
"Are you okay?" The Quileute smirked and knew she had achieved the desired affect from the older girl. She could see the gold of her eyes being engulfed by coal black.
"Here's your clothes." Rosalie's voice was husky and she had to force herself not to leap at the girl. "I am not a teenage boy."
"Thanks," Nikita dropped the towel right in front of Rose. "I'll just change here."
A growl resonated out of Rosalie's throat as she caught site of the smooth skin, but forced herself to look away and make herself busy.
"It's safe to look now."
Rosalie quickly glanced to make sure the tan girl wasn't trying to trick her. She was met with the site of Nikita in green cotton shorts and a black tank top. Her enhanced eyes caught site of a water droplet gliding down tan skin into the tank top…
"You need to rest," Rosalie had already changed into her blue shorts and white tank top. "Come on."
The blonde crawled into bed, holding the duvet up as an invitation for the younger girl to get in.
"I never imagined myself in bed with a Cullen," Nikita smirked at what her tribe would think. "It's exciting."
"You haven't seen anything yet," Rosalie smirked at the blush dusting Nikki's face. "That's for later though. For now you need to rest."
"Fine," Nikita rolled her eyes. "Goodnight, Rose."
An hour passed and Rosalie could tell from the girl's deep breathing that she was asleep. This was the most difficult thing the vampire had to do. Her singer was next to her, sleeping, and the blood could be heard flowing through her veins.
Movement broke the trace as Nikita snuggled up to Rosalie's cold body. This caught the blonde off guard, especially considering she could feel warmth coming from the girl. It should have been impossible, but it seeped onto her granite skin.
"There is something about this girl," Rosalie gazed at Nikita's peaceful face. "She's special."
Moving ebony hair out of Nikita's face, Rosalie continued watching the girl sleep, fascinated by the fluttering of her eyes and wondering what she was dreaming about…
"I hope it's me."