Elation and fur

When I finished school the next day I went straight over to La Push. The day had been quite boring so far; locked up in a classroom when the sun was shining brightly outside, for once. I found Jacob in his garage, sprawled out on the floor under his car. I lay down beside him on my stomach on the dirty garage floor. It wasn't like Alice would mind. She practically renewed the content of my closet every week, seldom letting me wear the same twice.

"You've finished school already?" Jacob lifted his head and peeked up at me. "I didn't expect you to be home yet or I'd be on my way over." I could see a smile spread on his face as his eyes met mine.

"I went straight here from school" I told him, and his smile widened into a grin.

"Just let me finish up, I'm nearly done..." he turned his attention back to the chassis of the car he was working on.

"Take your time" I pushed myself up from the floor. Despite growing up with both Jacob and Rosalie, fixing cars was never really my thing. I liked driving them, not laying under them.

I jokingly poked his foot with my toe, and walked past him out of the garage and towards the house. Billy was sitting on the front porch, enjoying the shadow.

"Hi" I greeted him and jumped up to sit on the banister.

"Good to see you, Nessie. Enjoying the sun?"

"Very" I smiled. "Don't you?"

"Old men prefer shadow" he joked. Or at least I think he was joking. "Are you two staying for dinner?"

"Sure we can" I smiled "We can make dinner. You don't have any dinner-plans do you?"

Billy laughed. " The closest I come to having a dinner plan is eating fish with your grandfather during a game tomorrow night"

"Then Jacob and I will make dinner today"

"Are you making appointments for me?"

Jacob stepped up on the porch beside me, wiping his fingers off on a dirty rag.

"Only dinner-appointments"

"What dinner-appointments?" he looked suspicious.

"Me-telling-you-what-to-do-and-then-you-do-it appointments" I grabbed his hand and dragged him with me inside towards the kitchen. I heard him groan loudly in protest, Billy's laughter trailing behind us. He never was much of a cook, Jacob. He knew this would involve a serious amount vegetable-cutting on his behalf, something he found very boring. But he ate three quarters of the food anyway, so I didn't really feel sorry for him.

We ate dinner with Billy, and then Jake and I washed the dishes. As Billy settled inside in front of the TV, Jake and I went out on the front porch. We sat down on the bottom stairs, just as a black cat silently stole past us. It started to rub against my leg, and I reached down to pat it.

"I wanted to have a cat when I was little" I remembered suddenly.

"You did?" Jacob seemed surprised. "You never told me about it"

Of course, he wound never forget anything I wanted.

"Oh, it was just a really brief thing, it didn't last for more than a day. I was visiting Claire, I think, and we played with her neighbor's cat. You know, made it run after toys, brushed it, cuddled with it..."

"Are you trying to make me jealous?"

I laughed, raising an eyebrow.

"Well, is it working?"

"A little. Why would you need a cat for? Am I not furry enough?"

"No, it was just the feeling of... I dunno, someone to brush and bring milk to, or something. You know?"

"I'll let you pass me the milk from now on if you get a kick out of that"

I reached my tongue out to him. Not very mature, I know, but neither was he, so...

"Or you could, throw me a stick or something. Maybe I'll get it"

To prove my point, I leaned down, reaching for a small piece of wood on the ground in front of the stairs. I threw it into the forest and it disappeared out of sight. Then I turned to look at him expectantly. He just laughed.
"See" I pointed out "S'not the same. "

"Alright then" he smiled, wrapping his arm around me. " I get your point".

He leaned down to kiss me, and I instantly forgot all about the cat.

I clung to his back as he ran through the green forest. The only sound was the muted thudding from his paws. I wrapped my arms more tightly around his furry neck. It was more chilly here, under the trees where the setting sun couldn't reach us. We were headed home to the cottage. I'd called my parents a while back, but they hadn't answered. Weird. They always answered the phone.

When we reached home, they weren't there. No worries though, there was a note on the counter in my dads calligraphic handwriting, telling me they were out on a hunting trip. "Wont be long" it finished, signed dad. So. We were alone then.

Jacob had been standing silently behind me, reading over my shoulder. I was about to turn around to face him when he suddenly wiped me off my feet and carried me into my bedroom. I was about to ask him what he was doing when he dropped me down on the bed and the next second he was kissing me feverishly. Suddenly I didn't need to ask.

His body was pressed close to mine and he was resting his weight on both of his arms. He kissed me like he had rarely done before, as if he just couldn't hold back any longer. I drew my fingers through his hair and everything was forgotten. My room, the house, my parents. I filled my lungs with his scent and couldn't think of anything else.

I could feel his fingertips at the hem of my shirt, and they slipped under it to travel up my back. His heart was thundering in my ears, my was fluttering in his. He traced my lips with his, and his hands traveled all the way up to my shoulder blades. Then I reached up to deepen the kiss, and it was if I'd turned on a switch.

He was everywhere. And I guess so was I. I closed my eyes and all coherent thoughts disappeared. The word around us stopped existing all together. It was as if we were inside a bubble, a bubble of bliss. My t-shirt had been pushed aside and his hands were roaming. He didn't apologize this time, thank god. The only sound was the thundering from his heart, the only things existing was the tingling on my skin under his fingers.

The bubble broke when his lips broke contact with mine.

"What are we doing?"

His voice was hoarse, and his hot breath blew over my face. I just looked at him.

"Are you sure about this?" he said. His breath was ragged.

Yes, I thought, my hands on his neck.

I could see several emotions cross his face, and he hesitated.

"Maybe this is not the place though". He seemed to regret he'd ever said the words, but he said them, nonetheless.

I remembered the words on my parents note. "Wont be long". They could be back any second. Literary. I sighed. He was probably right. I guess this wasn't the place.

I sat up next to him and put my clothes back on their proper place. He put a hand on my face and yanked my lips to his, a manner completely opposite of what he'd just said. But the he broke away after just a few seconds.

"Maybe I should get going"

"You're leaving?" I couldn't help keeping the slight confusion and hurt from my voice. He put a hand on each of my cheeks and leaned forward until his forehead was touching mine.

"I don't want to leave, believe me. That's maybe the last thing I want right now. But I'm not ready for your father to kill me right yet, and if he shows up now I'm afraid he will."

I looked at him in confusion, and he continued.

"If your father was to read my thoughts right now, I'm not sure he would like what he saw"

Oh. I blushed. Jacob got up from the bed, and I stood up next to him. He grabbed my hand in his, and I followed him to the front door. He turned around to face me, his look slightly regretful and annoyed for making himself leave.

"I have some patrols to run tonight anyway, so I guess I should get going"

"Okay". I reached up on my toes to kiss him. "See you after school tomorrow?" Maybe we could be alone then.

"Deal" he said, his voice filled with emotion.

He left, turning around several times just to look at me and smile before he disappeared behind the trees.

I tried to watch TV. It didn't work. I tried to watch a movie too, but I couldn't stop thinking about what had just passed between us. Read a book. Na-ah. Occasionally I would blush a little bit to myself . I realized there really wasn't a way to distract my thought from what had just happened, so I went to bed early hoping I'd be asleep when my dad returned.

Next day it was Wednesday, and it was a cloudy one. It couldn't keep the grin of my face though. School was boring, but I was visibly ticking with elation. I was going to La Push today. And Billy would be over at grandpa Charlies watching a game. And me and Jake would be alone.

"Hi mom, dad" I greeted them as I came home after school to find them sitting in the living room. I had planned to go straight to La Push, I was just dropping off my schoolbag here first.

"Hi Reneesme. You going to see Jacob?" My mom didn't have to be a mind-reader to interpret the urgency in my steps.

"Yep" I answered her from inside my room. When I went back into the living room, they were both standing in the doorway, ready to leave as well. "You're leaving?"

"We're just headed back to the main house" my mom said, leaning down to kiss my forehead. " We were just waiting for you to get home, if maybe you'd wanted to join us. But have fun and don't be home too late"

My dad sent me a little amused but at the same time strict look. "And behave yourself"

I swallowed, and his eyes narrowed. I tried to pretend I didn't notice, and tried to push every Jacob-y thought out of my head. Mom chuckled. Dad didn't.

"Maybe I'll drop by later" I said quickly, trying to get off the hook.

My dad struggled to keep himself from smiling as they said goodbye and left. At least he wasn't mad then. I guess he'd gotten used to my slightly guilty crazy-in-love thoughts by now.

Lucky I was mostly good at controlling them.

I grabbed my cellphone from the table, but on a pair and shoes and was ready to leave just when my cellphone purred. I looked at the number. It was Alice.

"Hey Alice!" I said happily. "What's up?"
"Nessie" she said, her voice serious. I got instantly alert. "Is Jacob there with you?"

"No, he's not here. What's wrong?"

"Where is he?" she said, not answering my question.

"I don't know, home I guess? Why?" My voice grew more and more alarmed. "What's wrong?"

"You need to call him right away and tell him to go the hospital. And to hurry."

"The hospital? Alice, what are you talking about?"

"Billy"

She didn't need to say more. In that one word I understood everything.

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