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Surprise filled my insides as I did a double-glance, not sure if I was believing what I saw.
On the poster was a brown and black, designed background with the title 'New Moon' at the bottom in yellow letters.
But no Jacob. Just the background of what use to be.
No Jacob.
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Fear gripped my insides once realization hit me. He was fading. Slowly, yes but fading. Fading away from the world he came from. My eyes widen at my sisters colorful tears as they streamed from her face.
"Where is he, Leah. Where is my Jacob. He's not in any of the books. Where has he gone," her frantic voice breathed toward me in a panic. If only she knew that he was much closer then she thought.
I turned from her and the blank poster, heading for my room to spread the news to Jake. I was suddenly stopped by Mariah's soft voice.
"I'm sorry about what I said."
Her words surprised me as I frozen in place. I then turned back to her and nodded, not wanting to many words to be spoken. I then quickly headed back to my room. Once I reached my door, I breathed. I was not sure how I was going to explain this. Its was like telling a lost, little boy that he's world isn't really. That his world is fading.
Stepping in the room, I turned and shut my door quietly, unsure of my next move. A chilling breeze swirled through the room causing a sudden chill to tremble through my body. I turned towards the window, noticing how it had been open fully. I scrunched my face in confusion. Why is the window open? I turning toward my little closet in questioning. The door was fully open and the light was off. I stepped closer, searching for that little boy wrapped in a blanket. The closet was empty. Fear bubbled through me as I circled my room. Nothing.
Maybe he had to go to the bathroom. With that thought, I swung my bedroom door open and headed towards the bathroom. The same bubble of fear and streak of pain traveled through me as I searched the bathroom, knowing fully well it was empty. I rushed back in my room in a panic, searching in my closet once again, not trusting myself. Empty. The same feeling spread through me as realization hit me. The open window. He was gone. A sudden tear glistened down my face as the reality of it all hit me. I was alone again.
Jacob P.O.V
I was running. The wind ripped through my fur as I sprinted, my limps becoming soar. I remember Leah and Mariah's words very clearly, they were still fresh in my mind.
"What's wrong," Leah's voice was faded.
"Jacob. He's gone." Mariah wailed.
Before I could hear anymore, I bolted. I knew what was happening to me. I was fading. My world was becoming very nonexistent. I just wanted to leave and go back to how things were.
I wanted to layout in the grass with Nessie. I want to argue with Embry about who can run faster. I want to tease Quil about having a two year-old at his beckoning call. I want to call Edward a leech and hear him hiss at me from a distance. I want to listen to Seth's innocent thoughts. I want to see Sam tense whenever I bring up the Cullen's. I want to tell my dad that I love him. I want to win the next wrestling match with Paul. I want to taste Emily's cooking. I want have an awkward conversation with Bella, letting her know that, yes indeed I will someday fuck her daughter. I want to have a bomb-fire with the entire pack like we do every year as we joke, laugh, and tell traditional stories. I just wanted to be home. I want to breathe in the La Push beach waters and run through a forest chasing the next vampire on our path.
A thought accrued to me as I continued running, the suns shadowing rays leading the way through the unknown forest area. What I want most of all, was Leah to come with me. To join my world. The problem with that idea, was how I wasn't sure how to get there. Suddenly, out of the crisp, fall air came a sent. A very alluring, delicate sent. One that made my mouth water slightly. I slowed myself to a jog, my nose leading the way towards the exotic smell. I dug my paws in the graveled dirt once I came across a wooden, log cabin. I then realized how deep into the woods I had really gone. Slowly, I approached the cabin, not trusting myself or whatever was in it.
"I knew you would come," I soft voice spoke to me, like singing charms. I turned my head toward the voice and completely froze once I found its user. There on the steps of the small, wooden cabin stood a blonde women, her eyes piercing through me with rays of purple and gold. I stared at her not sure what exactly to do. The women wore a thin, black winter jacket with washed-out blue jeans. Her jacket hugged her hour-glass figure nicely, with a scarf wrapped snug on her pale neck. She was beautiful. Nothing like I've ever seen before. I took a step back cautiously as she took a step toward me. She wasn't human and obviously she knew what I was. She could be dangerous.
"I am not a harm to you. I am the reason you are here, young one," her voice was like a singing melody, so smooth and beautiful. What did she mean, she was the reason I was here? Did she bring me here? As if reading my thoughts, she answered me smoothly.
"Yes, I brought you here. Phase back, please. I would like to speak with you in human-form."
I nodded to her, confusion bubbling within me as I ran towards one of the forest trees. What was her reason for bringing me here? How did she bring me here? I quickly phased back, slipping my cut-offs smoothly on my body and hurriedly headed back toward the area where the strange, exotic women still stood.
She smiled gently as I approached her, staring into my confused eyes.
"Why am I here," I spoke, not sure how to react on all of this. She continued to stare, that same gentle smile danced upon her perfect lips.
"Those reasons are not for me to answer. You must answer them yourself," she answered delicately. I stared at her, a sudden heat swarming through me at her answer.
"What do you mean? How can I get back to my family? How can I get back home, where I belong?" I questioned her franticly. She smiled at me, understanding my hostility.
"There is a key. Once you have found that key, you must use it to open the portal between both worlds. You must take the key with you in order to break the spell. If the task is not complete and the key is left behind, you will forever be stuck within this world," her voice spoke seriously, staring through me with intense eyes. Great, so there's a key. Now where the fuck is it?
"Where is it." I spoke hoping for an answer. She stared at me, her exotic eyes piercing the layer between my heart and soul.
"You have already found it," she spoke gently, turning her back to me and slowly walked toward the small cabin.
"Wait, where are you going. I don't know what key your talking about. Please, help me," I pleaded as she gracefully walked the steps of the cabin. She slowly turned toward me before opening her door, speaking to me gently.
"In time, you will know. I have already said enough. Think wisely, Jacob Black," she spoke graciously before disappearing within her humble little home.
In time I will know? I don't have time, my world is fading away with every passing second.
Clearing my head, I ran back toward the same large tree I had hidden behind. I phased back smoothly, letting the wolf within me flare. I began running the direction I had came, heading back towards Leah's house in a frantic hurry.
Leah's P.O.V
Two hours, thirty-five minutes, and fifteen-seconds. Still nothing. The tears had dried and stained my copper toned skin. Certain strands of hair were glued to my face as I laid silently on my bed, staring up at the ceiling. I had only known this man for twenty-four hours and I was already crying over him. Shows you how bad-terrible my love life is. Mariah was still balling her eyes out and for once in my life I could understand why. Jacob really is that perfect guy all the girls say he is. There is a difference between me and those girls though. I have actually meet Jacob Black. Not the actor from the movie and not some imitation of him. No, I mean the real him.
Man, I think I'm going crazy. Just yesterday I hated this characters guts. Now…its different. The breeze from my opened window chilled me, but kept me sane. Like a breathe of fresh air had over come me. I closed my eyes, feeling the winds frosty touch brush my face gently. I kept my eyes closed, listening to the faint cry's of my sister as the wind howled at me, begging me to open my eyes. I kept them closed, not wanting to see the world around me for just a few seconds. I let my body relax, letting myself forget everything, as if I were in a bubble. The bubble had protected me from life's harsh ways. Suddenly, the bubble popped leaving me defenseless and weak. A streak of fear ran through me from my thoughts. I wrapped my arms around myself as a chill went through my body, keeping my eyes still tightly closed. Another swirl of wind howled as my body began to tremble.
Suddenly, warm built arms were being wrapped around me, causing my eyes to bulge open in fear and shock. I looked up to see Jacob's warm brown eyes staring down at me as he smiled gently, warmth shimmering through his skin. The fear within me dissolved in seconds as I lunged for him, wrapping my cold arms around his very warm neck and nuzzled my face into the creak on his perfectly structured body. He chuckled lightly as I wrapped my legs around his torso, lifting me gently. He began gracefully walking toward my small closet, the strong heat still radiating of his perfect body/
"Miss me," his voice spoke gently as he let out a breathy laugh. I pulled my head out of the nook of his neck and stared at him as if he was joking. I slowly got down from him, getting back on my feet. I continued to stare at him a sudden anger boiling within me.
"You left me. You weren't coming back until you realized that this was the only place to sleep. Your weren't coming back," I bit my lip as the hurt was clear in each word. I struggled not to let the tears fall in front of him, not wanting him to see that I was weak.
"I don't know what you heard, or what you think you've heard, but when I came back in here…you were gone. I didn't even get a chance to explain what had gotten my sister so upset, you just left," I spoke again, my eyes beginning to water as I stared down at the floor.
"I didn't think I would hurt you," his words spoke, burning me. That was such a …guy thing to say. You didn't think. That's the point.
"You didn't," I stated harshly not wanting him to think he had this much of an effect on me. Sucking up the tears, I glanced up at him, every trace of hurt demolished. I stared at him with intense eyes, waiting for a response.
"Oh, well, um, I meet someone. This girl in the wood," he stated , his eyes bright with hope. That same wire of pain circled my heart as I continued to stare up at him. That's it, I'm an idiot. It's official. I have fallen for a guy I've only known for a day, who comes from a completely different world, and who has a soul mate waiting for him at his beckoning call. In his world, I did not belong.
I stared at him waiting for him to go on. He studied my face, searching for something. He then turned from me and sat in the closet on top of the blankets that still laid there from last night. He leaned his back against the wall, rubbing his face with his rather large hands. I glanced at him, not sure what he was doing. He then looked up at me, patting the spot next to him, indicating that I sit. Being the bitch that I am, I decided I'd sit in front of him instead of next to him. A flash of hurt crossed his eyes, but it was quickly replaced with hope.
"Well, um, I was running though some forest ground about a mile from here and I was about half-way through when I saw this cabin. There was a blonde girl, very beautiful, standing at the steps watching me. She said she knew I would come. I saw her eyes, they were a purplish-gold, definitely not human. She wasn't a vampire, I would have smelt it, but she said she had brought me here. She said that I would have to figure out the reasons I was here and in time I would know," he was breathless as the memory replayed in his head. I stared at him absorbing his words. Who was this girl? He read my expression of shock and nodded his head in understanding.
"Yeah, I know. I still don't understand it," he said silently, his face scrunched in confusion. I nodded in understanding, staying completely silent. He studied me for a couple of seconds before he spoke.
"I wasn't leaving you," he breathed, still studying my features. I nodded, not believing a word he said as I traced the carpet on the floor with my fingers, trying to distract myself from his hard gaze.
"You don't believe me," he breathed sadly. I glanced up at him, but quickly glued my eyes back to my fingers.
"Why do you say that," I questioned quietly, waiting for an answer.
"Because you cant even look at me," his voice was layered with hurt. I kept my eyes on the floor knowing fully well that his words were true. I stayed silent as I bit my lip, hating the effect that he had on me. Suddenly, his large hands were being wrapped around my body as he pulled me into him. He held me gently as if I was a fragile piece of glass. I didn't fight back, I just let him cradle me, enjoying the moment, knowing fully well that it wasn't going to last long. His finger brushed through my dark hair gently, causing me to close my eyes at the bliss. I felt him nuzzle his warm nose in my hair as his grip on me tightened.
"Why don't you believe me," his voice was muffled in the dark strands of my think hair. I thought about his question, his tight grip loosened at my silence.
"Because," I breathed. I felt his face move, his warm nose making a heated trail of fire on my face. His lips were next to my ear as he whispered to me, his husky voice causing a sudden chill to shoot through me. "Because why."
My body froze at his words as I whipped my head toward him, making sure I was looking into his eyes. That same thrash of hurt I had been enduring before he climbed through my window came through, causing my voice to come out ruff and harsh.
"Because I don't," I stated harshly, staring into him as a flash of hurt appear upon his perfect face, but it was quickly gone, being replace by sudden anger.
"Oh, so you don't have a reason. You just don't trust me, is that the case," he said harshly, pushing me away from him as he scooted away from me. A flare of anger rose in me as his words burned.
"Well, you haven't really given me a reason to trust you. What do you expect. You just ran off, Jake. Honestly, I think your just using me, just like everyone else. They get what they want and then they leave. Your just like them," my words were like acid, the streak of pain pierced my heart as I watched his face crumble slightly, but still blared in anger.
"You think I'm using you. Out of all people, you choose me to pick on. Yes, I left, but here I am. I came back. Not because I'm using you. But, because I like you. Don't you realize that if I hadn't left, I would have most-likely exploded into a huge wolf and completely destroyed your closet," his words burned harshly toward me as he glared. I stared at him, the anger within me still boiling, but slowly coming down to a simmer.
"Are you done." I asked blandly.
He stared at me blankly at my words. Suddenly something clicked in him, as if something just snapped.
"Am I done," he breathed staring toward me with a sudden hatred. I stared back at him, acting completely unaffected by his rage.
"Do I have to say it slowly," I spoke arrogantly. He stared at me with a burning fire. Suddenly, he was on his feet yanking me with him.
"Hey, watch-it," I yelled at him, the anger within him still building. Within that second, I was pinned against the closet wall, his face just inches from mine.
"I don't like playing games, Leah. And I hate playing yours. If you don't trust me, then I'll leave. I'm sure the blonde women back in the wood wouldn't mind letting me stay at her-" I cut-off his sentence, not liking where it was going.
"You are not staying at her place," I stated boldly staring at him with a certain intensity. He glared at me, tightening his grip on me against the wall. I kept my face blank, not wanting to show him that I was in pain. No doubt there would be bruises.
"And why the hell not. I'm pretty damn sure I have a say in where I sleep," he said roughly, peering down on me. I glared up at him about to speak, but was cut-off by a sudden knock at my door. Within that second, both our eyes widen as we froze. Our anger dissolved within seconds as he let go of me, unpinning me from the wall as I straighten myself out. Jacob shut the closet door, after giving me a hopeful glance as I headed toward my room's door. I pulled back my door, peering out to see who had knocked. There stood my sister, tears still streaming down her face. I looked over at my clock noticing the time.
7:43 pm
Shit, time flies. I glanced back at her in questioning as I took in her appearance. Her usual perfected face was smeared with mascara, cover-up, eyeliner, eye shadow, blush, and even a little lipstick. It was everywhere. Here hair was pined back in a ponytail, still straight to perfection. She wore a 'Batman Returns' T-shirt, the one I had gotten her so many years ago, and pink softie shorts. She glanced at me, her voice soft, but raspy.
"Um, can I talk to you. Just for a second."
I stared at her, unsure of what I should do. She never and I mean never comes to me just to talk, she usually wants something.
"Um, sure," I answered hesitantly, cautious to her every move. I slowly opened the door and stepped to the side letting her walk in and sit at the edge of my bed uncomfortably. She stared up at me, her bottom lip wobbling.
"Um, what's up," I asked unsurely. She stared at me for a couple of seconds before speaking.
"I- I don't know what to do. Leah, Jacob is my life. Without him, I am nothing. I- I can't live without him and now he's gone. He's gone," she wailed, tears once again over flowing. Okay, I know I should probably be more supportive, her being my sister and all, but come on. She cant live without him? She's nothing without him? That's pretty pathetic, if you ask me.
"Um, Mariah, you don't even know him," I spoke gently, studying her face as I spoke. Her face broke as she wailed.
"Yes I do! I swear, Lee. You can tell me that I'm crazy all you want, but I know what I saw," she babbled, tears still glistening down her face. Wait, what is she talking about. Confusion filled me as I spoke.
"What are you talking about."
Her eyes looked up toward me as she replayed a memory through her mind. She spoke calmly, "I saw him, last night. I woke up from some noise in my room, I looked up and there he was. He was staring at me. I can't remember much because I zoned out after that, but I swear he was there. I just- I just need to find him," she breathed looking up at me.
I stared at her, my mouth ajar as I realized what she was referring to. She had been awake last night. She had seen him. My mind reeled at the knowledge as I continued to stare at her. She looked at me then and sighed, slowly getting up and off my bed.
She slowly walked toward my bedroom door, but before she left she turned to me, speaking gently.
"I have to find him. He is the key to my destiny," she spoke before disappearing into the hallway, leaving me in total shock. I stood there completely still as I heard the door shut in place, then I very quickly walked towards it and locked it with a click, not wanting any accidental walk-ins.
Slowly I walked toward the closet door, pulling it open as I peered in. There Jacob sat in complete shock. He glanced up at me, his eyes clouded in thought.
"She saw you, Jake," I breathed quietly watching him.
"I heard," he spoke, his voice rough as he turned his gaze toward the floor. A silence overcame us as we pondered in thought.
"She said that I was the key to her destiny," he whispered suddenly, looking up at me with hopeful eyes. I stared at him in confusion not sure what he meant.
"Okay, what's your point. She also said that she couldn't live without you and that she needed you," I questioned him in confusion, not wanting him to take her seriously.
"She said I was the key to her destiny, right," he questioned me as I sat beside him. I nodded towards his question, the confusion still clear in my eyes.
"What if she's the key to mine," he breathed, a glee of hope clear in his voice.
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