Chapter 19
Seth's Point Of View
I couldn't help but sigh as Blake whispered my name. God I wanted her, I needed her. I hoped more than anything she needed me too. I groaned. "Seth," she looked dead into my eyes. "I want to go to your house." I nodded once. I took her hand in mine, pulling her to the car gently. I opened the door and let her slide into the seat. She was wearing one of my tee shirts I had given her to scare away nightmares, and a pair of jeans. I could see her lovely thighs held comfortably still in the jeans. How I wanted to be the friction in them as she walked. I wanted to reach out and touch her. I was overwhelmed with this need of her. I'd never wanted her like this, I just wanted to hold her and call her mine, and now… I looked into those sweet adoring eyes, and saw her hiding something, a secret smoldering in her eyes.
I couldn't bear to look at her any longer. I could feel my desire churning in my stomach, rising up into me. I felt the heat rise in my cheeks, trying to rush in the car, hiding from her how badly I needed her caress. I started to drive, Incubus playing over the worn speakers. Blake leaned back, softly singing along, her eyes closed. I looked over at her. Her collar bone was begging to be kissed, her neck needing to be bitten in adoration. I could tell she was asleep, my eyes pinned to the road. How long had it been since I'd been to La Push? It was a lengthy drive from Oregon.
I focused on the road. The open blank spaces, me and only the black and white. "Seth, oh Seth, I need you, please." Blake murmured still in her sleep. I wanted to pull over, show her I was here, willing to give her anything.
I focused hard on the road, staring at the black and white lines, nothing else, nothing else. I pushed Blake out of my mind, far out of my mind. I pulled up to my old house. It's strange appearing here after so long. I thought of the days when Leah and I would run room from room giggling and playing tag. I closed my eyes. I could still hear her laugh as she would crawl up on the counter where I couldn't reach. I choked back tears thinking of Dad taking her down as she'd squeal "NO!!" I felt a warm hand on mine. "Sethy?" Blake cooed. I let one tear trail down my cheek. She held me still. "He's watching over you." she whispered. Blake was talking about my dad. I knew she was. I opened my eyes, her face buried in my abs.
A pale white figure stood in front of the car. It was dad. "Love her, son. You've made me proud, don't let go of that girl ever, just love her." I nodded as he faded into a mist. "Come on Oleander. My room is perfectly in tact, I know you're sleepy." she nodded, her eyes half closed. I got out of the car, scooping her up. I opened the door, and laid her on my bed, kissing her forehead. I ran out to the car scooping up our bags. From my bag a locket fell. It was one my mom had given me
"Give this to the girl you love. Show her your heart is yours. I want you to keep it." she coughed. The nurse upped the IV dosing. My mom lay weak in bed. "Go son, live, show the world your light. Make me proud."
I thought of dad. How I'd made him proud. I ran into the house, throwing the bags over the dusty couch, and opening the door to my room quietly. "Blake baby? Are you up?" She rolled over and smiled at me. "Yes honey." I walked close, holding her hand. "Can I give you something special?" she smiled. "You," she emphasized the word by poking my nose making it wrinkle. "Are something incredibly special." I rolled my eyes playfully. "Blake, my mom wanted me to give this to a girl I loved. Someone who would make her proud of her son. You make me a good guy. Had you not been born I would've run off and been a wolf all the time. Your dad did that once. He was once in love with Grandma Bella, and when she got married to Edward, your dad ran. Finally he returned. But I wouldn't have. Blake I don't know what I'd do with out you. This is the last thing besides the house my parents gave me, and I want you to have it." I gently placed the locket in her hand. She looked at it, and smiled. "Baby I can't take the last thing your parents gave you." I shook my head and smiled back. "Blake, you are my heart now, this was the last part of my heart I had. Keep it." She set it on my night stand and pulled me to her. "I have something for you too.." she whispered nervously.