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Chapter 2
Jacob POV
Damn it why couldn't I be good enough for her? She is such a good woman. My dad just loves her. Well at least we are still friends. I think somewhere deep down I knew we were nothing more than that, but I am glad she is Billy's mom she will do so well. I know she thinks she failed again but really Bella has always been that way. I think that's why I thought I was in love with her.
Seth, oh that boy was like my own son. Now what am I going to do without him too…Why did he call me Jake? Does he think I don't love him anymore? What do I do about him, I never adopted him. Stupid, so fucking stupid, I should have done that, I should have adopted him, I would gladly have paid for him too even if I wasn't involved with Bella I love that boy so much. Oh man what do I do?
The crunch under the tires drags me from my thoughts as I pull up in front of my dad's house. I am so thankful my dad let me move back in with him and isn't holding a grudge on Bella. I think he loved the fact that she wanted to give our son his name. Maybe it's the fact that we grew up together and never really drifted too far from home, even after starting our own family.
I get out of the car and spot my dad who is on the deck. "Hey son."
"Hey dad." I walk up the ramp to him. "Let me help you inside…"
"Thanks my arms are a bit tired."
As I take my dad inside I see the place is a mess. Anger rises through me like a bush fire. I look at the sink and wonder if there is a clean dish in the house, the floor looks like it hasn't seem a vacuum in months and there is stuff on the floor in the kitchen that I can't even begin to guess what they are. This is the last thing I need to deal with after the emotional goodbye from earlier.
"Dad where is the lady I hired when I when I moved out…Natalie?"
"She just didn't show up one day, I don't know, really. I tried to call her but I didn't get an answer. I do what I can son but in this chair…"
"No dad its fine I'll get it done." I set him in front of the TV and got busy cleaning and making a mental note to hire someone new while cursing the last cleaning lady to the depths of hell. Then a flyer from the reservation store flashed in my head.
"Dad what do you know about, Leah Clearwater?"
"Oh she's a nice girl. She was Harry's daughter."
"You mean Harry, as in Harry Clearwater who just died?"
"The one and only." He replies with a nod and a solemn expression.
"Well she has a flyer up at the reservation store so I might get her number tomorrow and see if she can help out around here, you okay with that?"
"Well she lives here, on the reservation, so why not just go there and ask her?"
"No, I'll call her so she doesn't feel obligated in any way."
"Okay."
It's late and managing to finish the house I decide to head off to bed.
(The next day)
I walk in to the reservation store and go straight to the board where I saw Leah's advert posted. I take the number and buy a pack of gum and head straight home to call. On the drive home I wonder how long that crazy bitch left me dad high and dry and decide to make sure Leah will never do that to him too.
I arrive home make sure my dad doesn't need anything and grab the cordless phone and go to my room. A female voice answers on the third ring.
"Will you please just stop calling me I need time to think?" The voice snaps at me from the other end.
"Umm I'm sorry I was calling for Leah." I respond a little confused at her outburst of a welcome.
"Oh I'm so sorry I thought you where someone else. This is Leah, speaking.,,"
"Oh… Well this is Jacob Black I am calling because you had an advert up at the store, and I need some help with my dad."
"Oh yes I remember Billy Black. How is he?"
"Uh fine but I need someone to come and tend to the house I work long hours and I can't keep up with it and my work at the same time, and I'm sure he would love company while I'm gone so much."
"Oh sure, when would you like me to start?"
"Well wait a minute. I would like to meet with you first and make sure that you won't be this way towards him."
"I'm sorry about that I thought you where someone else and I was a little upset with him. I don't usually act like that I swear."
'Ok well I'm busy on the weekends so could you come over today please?"
"Sure I can come right now if you want?"
"Oh ok the address is…"
"I know where Billy lives he's friends with my mom."
"Oh, I'll see you in a while then."
"Okay bye."
"Bye."
A short time later there is a knock at the door, I answer it and see a dark haired beauty standing there.
"Leah?"
"Jacob?"
"Come on in." I step to the side to let her through.
"Billy!"
"Leah…Hi…"
"Okay please forgive me but I don't have much time so I need to move this along?" I interrupted politely as possible. "Have a seat, Leah can I get you anything?"
"No thank you I'm okay."
I ask my questions and decide by the end of the interview that we would try it out and see how it goes before I hire her permanently; she seems to agree with me. She leaves and I start dinner. Over supper my dad and discuss Leah and how we think things will go, and what we expect from her. When we are done with that my dad informs me he hired a crew to add another room onto our little home, for little Billy. I start to protest but he holds his hand up halting the debate before it even starts. Out of respect I drop it and ask when they will be here. He informs me Monday morning and it shouldn't take more than a week. So only this weekend I will be on the couch, I can say that does sound good to me. I thank him for helping me and making room for my son. I let my mind wonder to both the boys when my dad starts talking again.
"Jacob?"
I look at him. "Yeah."
"Will Seth be coming too?"
I bow my head "I don't know dad, I don't know."
"Well maybe you should ask, I'm sure Bella isn't unreasonable I mean you have been his dad for how long now?" It may have been a straight-forward question but the tone clearly said it was more of a statement.
"Dad when it comes to Seth, I know Bella she will ask him and let him decide for himself." I look at my dad and I can feel the tears welling in my eyes. "Dad he called me Jake the other day."
My dad eyes grew three times their normal size. "Oh Jake I'm sorry."
"Me too dad…me too." I bow my head again before I get up and start cleaning.
"Are you ready for Billy to be here tomorrow?" I know he is I just wanted to see him smile like that more often.
"Of course I am." And there is the smile I knew the question would cause.
"Well I'll be getting him after school but before supper…" before I could finish my dad interrupted me.
"Pizza it is then."
"Okay but dad we won't spoil him I need to be consistent with Bella okay?"
"It's my right as Grandpa to be able to spoil him a little. It's my reward for raising you." He jokes.
"Ha-ha, dad. Yes I know its your treat but please don't go overboard okay, this needs to be easy on him- well easy as possible, alright?"
"Yes son I understand. Will you be speaking with Bella and Seth about Seth joining us?"
I know he loves Seth just the same.
"Yes dad I will talk to them but don't get your hopes up."
"Okay."
We finish out the night watching TV and head off to bed. My heart is hurting because I miss my boys so much. I mentally kick myself because I forgot to call to tell them good night, but quickly decide to make sure I call them every night to tell them good night. I let a few tears fall while planning my weekend with both the boys in hopes that Seth will agree to come but a part of me thinks he has resolved to disconnecting himself from me, this causes a few more tears to escape.
I will plan for him and hope for him to come but if not then I will not push I know this is hard for him. I will do all I can with Seth though, I told then both I would be there for them and I will do it. Maybe, that will bring Seth around. I hope so.
I soon fall asleep and dream of my boys and happier times.
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