Okay guys, so here is chapter 6 :D
I love this chapter, it was so much fun to write, I dreaded it at first, explaining the werewolf junk but then I got into it haha
I hope you guys enjoy this, It wasn't at all the way I planned it to come out, but I love how it ended up.
Anyway, Disclaimer: I own nada =(
-DaringReality
Jake's POV
I stepped out of the shower, sighing at the relief. Man did I ever stink, its bad when you can't even stand your own BO. I dried my hair with the blow dryer, and tied it back into a ponytail. After I finished drying off the rest of me and put on some fresh clothes, I walked into mine and dad's tiny living room where him and Sam were waiting.
"So…please start explaining." I begged, taking a seat in one of the chairs, getting comfortable for what should be a long conversation. I was taking this too calmly, maybe this is a dream, or I'm just like…still in shock. "Before my calm wears off." I added with a laugh.
"Well Jake," Sam started, scratching the back of his head, "I'm going to be blunt, you turned into a wolf." Dad gave him a swift punch, apparently not liking his blunt statement.
No Shit Sherlock.
"No did I?" I asked, sarcasm dripping from my words like venom. I wanna know how, why?!?!
"Well Jake, do you remember those old legends I would tell you?" He asked. I nodded my head and he coughed a bit before he continued, clearing his throat for a long speech probably. "Well, they are true apparently."
Or not, he could be blunt too I suppose.
So now apparently what dad has just told me is that I'm a werewolf (gah I feel like I'm in the middle of a bad Sci-Fi movie) who protects our people from the 'cold ones' or rather…vampires.
I wanted to say bullshit, and I probably would have if I hadn't just turned into a wolf a few hours ago.
Those old legends tell of how we Quileutes descended from wolves, and tells of our long history with the Cold Ones, how they massacred an entire village of our people only to be killed by one of the elder's sacrificing themselves and our spirit warriors coming to aid in the form of a wolf.
I thought it was all mumbo jumbo, hocus pocus. But here I stand corrected.
"So…are you one Sam?" I asked, needing to know everything.
"Yes," he said smiling, "and Quil and Paul are too. We sort of started our own pack, me being the Alpha, and we are trying to keep those monsters off our land. That's why we need you Jake, the more that appear, the more of us who have the werewolf gene realize that we are one."
"These monsters?" I wanted him to specify it, hear the word Vampire.
"Well…they're vampires." stated Sam, and dad hit him again, whispering something like 'Stop it! You're going to freak him out even more than he already is.'
"It's okay dad, really, I am sooooo freaked out right now you could tell me anything and I'll just take it." I laughed. Truth is this whole werewolf thing is kind of cool. I always liked the supernatural.
"Well son, we still don't want you too excited." he said, worry etched into his words. "You just first phased, your still unstable. We don't want anything like what happened to Em-" he cut that last sentence short, seeing Sam tense up.
I'm sure he was about to say Emily, Sam's woman. I met her like once before and one side of her face had been supposedly mauled by a bear. Could that have been Sam when he first phased? Oh my god, It must have been…Now I really feel sorry for the guy, no wonder he's always on edge.
"I've gotta get out of here, get some fresh air." I said standing up from my seat.
"NO!" both dad and Sam yelled, reaching at me with their hands. "You could hurt someone Jake, take it from me…you have to learn how to control this before being around anyone again." Sam explained.
I could feel the sorrow that dripped from his words, how his eyes seemed to tear up but he wouldn't allow any to escape. He just sniffed, and wiped his face. I told him okay, just to appease him, and that I was going to go take a nap, that I wasn't feeling so good all of a sudden. Which wasn't a complete lie, my head still ached but only a little bit. I planned on sneaking out, I wanted to see Seth (I heard him stop by earlier with my books), anyone other than Sam and my dad, and I really did need some fresh air. I walked to my room, closed the door and opened my window.
When I got to Seth's house, there wasn't a car in the garage, and all the lights were out. The curtains were drawn in the windows, and it appeared that no one was home.
Where was everyone? Dad said Seth stopped by not to long ago and then went straight back home. So I walked up to the door, not coming all this way just to turn back now, and twisted the door knob. It was locked. Dead bolt was too. So I knocked, maybe Seth was home alone…it's not unlikely.
Knock knock knock
"Whoisit?!" came a hurried whisper from behind the door. Totally took me off guard, I was about to turn away right when I heard it.
"Its…uh…Jake." I said, figuring that must be Seth.
Was something wrong? Why did he have all the lights out and junk?
Seconds later I heard the locks click and the door swung open fast. I was pulled inside the dark room, and the door shut once more, all the locks locking back in place. I turned around, looking for Seth. The room wasn't pitch black dark, but it was quiet except for the sounds of the rain hitting the roof, and what little light that came through the curtains just added a grey glow to the room. My eyes adjusted, and I saw Seth leaned back up against the door, looking out a window to the side, his hand pulling back the curtain just barely.
"Did…did anybody follow you?" Huh? Man was he acting strange, he sounded scared shitless too. What was going on?! Will anything ever be back to normal after my birthday?!
He turned around then, and my jaw dropped. Who was this kid? Had I seen him before?
His light brown hair, appearing darker by the dim light, fell into his eyes slightly, still wet from a shower apparently. Or was it the rain? Mine was damp too from walking in it…but damn, this couldn't be Seth.
He was gorgeous to me. Was it this new vision?! Am I truly insane? I must be for standing here gawking at my best friend like this. His eyes were puffy and I could see tear stains streaked down his cheeks, shining in what little light was here.
Had he been crying? Why does that make me feel so…so terrible, so protective?
I wanted to know why, why had he been crying. I wanted to know who caused it so I could murder them.
What's with this, I'd always cared for him, but now…now it was deeper. Like…like I don't know.
He asked again "You didn't see anyone on your way here did you?"
I didn't even comprehend his question, only marveled at how his voice sounded. Scared but still the most magnificent thing I'd ever heard, and I'd heard it before right?
"Jake…are you even listening to me? Why are you staring at me like that?"
Apparently not.
What is this…Its like I'm consciously unconscious. All I feel is that my heart has swelled inside my chest, ready to burst any moment if I see a tear refresh those stains across his face.
I felt a sense of completeness staring into Seth's face for the billionth time, although it was like I'd never seen him before, not in this light.
I felt whole, not knowing before that I was only half a man, not realizing that my other half walked this earth in disguise of my best friend.
I'd never thought of him like this…but Seth Clearwater was all I need in life…he's all I've ever needed and I just never saw it with my other eyes. This small, beautiful boy who's been my best friend for as long as I could remember, the one who never left, the constant in my life, and will forever be. The one that was there to pick up the pieces when my mother died, the one to make me feel better on my darkest days.
The sun to my very existence, to which I now faithfully orbit.
It's as if I've been in a storm for so long, only seeing the cloudy grey skies before me. But Seth, my sun, now broke through those damn clouds that blocked his brilliant rays for so long.
Everything that bound me to this Earth, the thread that tied me to all things material, broke in an instant…and I was now bound by metal bars to Seth Clearwater, he was my best friend, my sun, my constant in life…
No nothing will ever be the same again, not after this…
Not after falling in love with my best friend.
Seth's POV
"Goddammit JAKE!!" I screamed, my voice cracking and hoarse from crying earlier. "What is wrong with you??!?!" I asked, stepping forward and shaking him with my hands. He was like a Zombie, possessed…
Oh my gawd! That man, that demon man, HE DID SOMETHING TO JAKE!!! HE MUST HAVE ATE HIS BRAINNNNNN!!
"Jake JAKE JAKE!!" I screamed, immediately jumping to see if he had any head wounds. "DID THAT GUY DO ANYTHING TO YOU?! DID HE…." I stopped to catch my breath and whispered, "did he eat your brain?!
Jake just continued to stare at me like he wasn't even there, only his body…it must be his brain, its gone…noooo Jake.
"Seth?" he asked, "What's wrong?"
What the fuck…I guess he still has his brain. Had he been ignoring me? That pisses me off, he shows up here after nearly scaring me to death after his party and his dad not letting me see him, when I'm scared shitless and there's some crazy fuck out there in the woods with two giant wolves (okay so the wolves helped me, I guess… it's a good thing they are out there) who looked like he wanted to kill me and eat me, and he just stands there like a knot on a log, ignoring me, letting me think some crazy demon zombie ate his brain and now he had turned into one too!
"Fuck you Jake." I said, walking away…eww if I wasn't so scared I'd be more pissed, probably tackle his ass (well not in the way I really wanted to) and beat the shit out of him. But instead I opted to go sit on the couch and curl up into a ball.
Jake was beside me in an instant, and when I looked into his eyes he looked genuinely hurt, like he could cry any moment. What the hell is wrong with him?!
"Seth…" he cooed…he cooed. "What's wrong? Why did you say that to me? Why have you been crying, please Seth talk to me, I don't know what I did, I just wanted to come see you, dad and Sam are being douches and wouldn't let me out of the house, they don't know I'm here."
Yea…he said all that in one breath. I guess though I can't be mad at him for spacing out back there, even though that was odd, he seemed to be all here now and attentive.
"Calm down Jake." I said, feeling sorry about getting angry. "I didn't mean it, I'm just…did you see anyone out there…in the woods…" I stopped for a second, sniffed, and rubbed my eyes, I could feel a fresh set of tears threatening to fall. "Did anyone follow you here?" I asked for the thousandth time.
"No…why?" he asked, a look of confusion adorning his beautiful face. It was kind of odd how intently he's been staring into my eyes while talking to me too. Not that I didn't mind, it was just…different. Made me feel kind of…good that he was paying so close attention.
I finally let a tear escape, unintentionally, and Jake's hand didn't let it fall past my nose. That was different too…why was he being so sensual, so caring? Fuck I liked it though.
"N-nothing…" I said with a small sob. "Jake are you okay? You seem different, I hope your feeling better."
"Seth don't worry about me," he said, obviously hiding something…I'll get it out of him soon. "Now tell me, what is wrong." he said with some authority. I needed to tell someone, so why not Jake?
"It was just…your going to think I'm crazy…" I started, wiping my nose on my sleeve, it was starting to run. "I visited your house today, and well on my way home, it started to rain…and I fell…and then there was this guy…he had these red eyes, and was about to come at me…and then…" I paused, dreading this next part. "Then I heard a howl…and these two giant wolves came out of nowhere, and chased the man off…Jake he was the scariest man I've ever seen, not to mention those overgrown wolves, but they seemed to help me, protect me…" I finished, crying a little more at the memory.
Jake looked shocked, angry, and sad…all at the same time. "I'm going to find him." He said and started to stand.
Is he fucking insane?!
"No Jake!!" I shot up, grabbing his huge arm, pulling lightly, I knew It wouldn't do any good to try and pull him down with force.
He stopped though, seeming understand I didn't want him to go, and turned around and pulled me into a tight hug.
"I just, I won't allow anyone to hurt you." he said, the same thing he's said in my many dreams he visited. Was I dreaming? Was this all a dream. It seemed to good and to unreal to actually be my life. Giant wolves, scary demon angel men, Jake saying these things only my dreams could tell him too. "Seth, your everything to me…I don't want to ever lose you."
Okay I'm dreaming. I pulled away from him, and pinched myself.
"What are you doing?" he asked, a small chuckle escaping his lips before the seriousness returned.
"I'm checking to see if I'm dreaming." I said, pinching myself again. Yea, that hurt. But maybe I'm only dreaming that it did. This all truly can't be real can it? Jake can't really mean those things?
Is this some sick joke? Cause if it is, I'm just going to go find that crazy man and those wolves, take some cheese and ketchup and a big bun and just make a big ole Seth sandwich and let them eat me.
"Why would you be dreaming?" he asked, "Seth this isn't a nightmare, that man won't get you, I'm here, I'll protect you." He said, pulling me back into his massive arms, steel biceps with tanned dark silk stretched over.
No, its not a dream, that man and those wolves killed me…
And I'm In heaven.
"Because you only say these things in my dreams…"I admitted into his chest, hugging him back around the waist, eyes watering with pure joy.
"I say what in your dreams." He asked as he unwrapped one arm from around me and ran his huge hand through my hair, petting me.
"That I'm your everything, and that you'd protect me…" I said, a blush hiding under my dark skin. "And you only hold me like this in my dreams." I said looking up at him with tear streaked eyes.
Realization lit up in his eyes and he smiled a soft smile.
Then he leaned forward, ever so slowly, and with each inch I could feel his breath more on my face.
Then I melted, my body gave out in his strong arms, and I was limp. My eyes wide as his lips touched mine in a feather soft kiss. I feared if I closed my eyes he'd disappear, and when I open my eyes, it would all have indeed been a dream.
He broke the kiss, and my eyes were still wide as he was still very close to my face.
"Have I ever done that in one of these dreams?" he asked softly in his husky tone, his hot breathe tickling my ear.
He leaned back, a crooked smile upturned one side of his face. And I melted again.
There was about to be a puddle of Seth Clearwater here on the floor if he didn't stop being so damn amazing, no pun intended.
"Occasionally…" I said breathlessly as he leaned forward once more to capture my lips again with his own.
I closed my eyes, and when we broke apart…he was still there, as he always has been and always will be.
