"I'm selfish, impatient and a little insecure. I make mistakes, I am out of control and at times hard to handle. But if you can't handle me at my worst, then you sure as hell don't deserve me at my best."
― Marilyn Monroe
The heart is a bloom, shoots up through the stony ground
There's no room, no space to rent in this town
You're out of luck and the reason that you had to care,
The traffic is stuck and you're not moving anywhere.
You thought you'd found a friend to take you out of this place
Someone you could lend a hand in return for grace
It's a beautiful day, the sky falls
Abd you feel like it's a beautiful day
Don't let it get away
You're on the road but you've got no destination
You're in the mud, in the maze of her imagination
You love this town even if that doesn't ring true
You've been all over and it's been all over you
It's a beautiful day
Don't let it get away
It's a beautiful day
Don't let it get away
Touch me, take me to that other place
Teach me, I know I'm not a hopeless case
See the world in green and blue
See China right in front of you
See the canyons broken by cloud
See the tuna fleets clearing the sea out
See the Bedouin fires at night
See the oil fields at first light
And see the bird with a leaf in her mouth
After the flood all the colors came out
It was a beautiful day
Beautiful day
Don't let it get away
Touch me, take me to that other place
Reach me, I know I'm not a hopeless case
What you don't have you don't need it now
What you don't know you can feel it somehow
What you don't have you don't need it now
You don't need it now, you don't need it now
Beautiful day
~Beautiful Day~
U2
"Do you want to go swimming?"
Swimming?
Have you felt the fucking temperature?
Are you insane?
You'll catch some sort of disease.
...
And then die.
Actually, let's go swimming!
Jake cocked a brow, turning to look at me as I itched at my thigh - which had a huge mosquito bite lodged in my skin. "The Beach? You know, I don't want to be a party pooper but it's fucking freezing."
I laughed, my body vibrating with the chesty shakes, and I turned around - leaning on Jakes chest as I cocked a brow. "Let's go to La Push - Quil said that you can see whales from the beach, and and- can we just go to the beach!"
Jake scoffed as he wrapped a warm arm around me, and he looked at me - his dark brown orbs quizzical and for it seemed the first time in weeks, I actually spent the time - without worrying about some vampire mutant baby or my dying pregnant cousin - studying my beautiful boyfriend. His eyes, dark and filled with humour, lit up as he smiled - his whole face contorting with his beautiful wide smile that in so many ways made him more handsome.
Shit.
Jacob Black - this sex god, is my boyfriend.
How have you not fucked him yet?
I have no idea.
Maybe my vagina's dead.
We can only hope.
"Quil thinks a rock is a whale," Jake joked, and I smiled - rolling my eyes as my boyfriend made fun of one of his best friends. "I'm serious - it was a Saturday in Junior Year."
I shook my head, a smile still plastered on my face as I traced Jakes abs through his shirt - almost counting how many had lodged themselves onto his chest. "Could we, though? Go to the beach?"
Jake smiled, before releasing a huge sigh. "Fine! But if my balls freeze up, and become shrivelled - I will never forgive you." I laughed as he ran a hand through a hair, cracking a smile on his face as his brown eyes lit up. "Maybe we can go have dinner with Billy."
"I'm not cooking," I said as I stood up.
Jake made a chocking sound.
It's probably better that way.
I would end up poisoning him.
I'm pretty sure I fed my Hamster rat poison once.
Poor little what's-his-name.
Seriously, what's it's name?
Getting into Jakes rabbit, I couldn't help but smile as the familiar scent of Jacob filled my nostrils; the forest, if that's what I could call it, and the smell of leather hit my nose and I leant back in my seat, closing my eyes in ecstasy as I heard Jakes throaty, bark-like-laugh and I smiled, peeling on eye open. "What are you laughing at?"
Jake threw me a blinding smile. "Do I have to have a reason for laughing at my girlfriend?"
I nodded. "Maybe - depends on what you were laughing at. I don't have dirt up my nose again, do I?"
Jakes eyebrows furrowed. "Again?"
I laughed, and I looked out the window at
the passing trees, sighing lightly. "It's beautiful, isn't it?"
"Hmm?" Jake asked, glancing over to me as I turned back to him. "What?"
I smiled softly. "Forks - La Push."
Jake shrugged. "I guess."
I rolled my eyes, looking back out the window as I saw the vibrant greens and the swirling browns and blues - all passing by me as I tried to take it all in. The last few weeks had been stressful, you know, with basically being told of the existence of Vampires and other supernatural's, a werewolf imprinting on me, and you know, the whole vampire baby biting it's way out of my cousins stomach and essentially killing her before she rose from the dead as a vampire.
I felt a laugh bubble from my lips, and Jake looked to me - a small smile on his lips. "Why are you laughing?"
I shrugged, laughing. "I have no idea!
Jake smiled, and my cheeks warmed as Jake grabbed my hand. "I love you, you know that?"
I smiled, nodding. "How could I not?"
The beach was almost empty apart from the couple that were practically dry humping behind some rocks. The sea surged as I got out of the car, crashing against the land as it rumbled in protest as it swelled again. It was hypnotising, really, watching the waves dance and challenge the sturdiness of the land in which it surged against.
I smiled as I felt hands wrap around my waist, and I sighed - leaning my head against Jakes chest. "Guess we won't be swimming today,"
I chocked on my laugh, and I went ahead - leaving Jake as I tried not to blatantly stare at the making out teenagers. I sat down against the stones, trying to make myself comfortable as Jake swooped me up from the ground and I laughed in protest. "Jake!"
I squealed as he tickled my sides, and pulled me to his chest as he started to carry me toward the ocean. "No, Jake, NO, PLEASE JAKE - STOP!" I couldn't stop my laughter as Jake continued to tickled me and I yelped as the waves splashed me. "Jake, please!"
"What?" He asked innocent. "You wanted to go swimming?"
And then he dropped me.
OH HOLY SHIT MOTHER FUCKING OH MY GOD FUCKING CUNT LICKING WHORE!
Wait, why am I not in the water?
Jake, the ass he is, couldn't contain his laughter as his biceps rippled with me in his arms and I felt my chest heave. My stomach churned, and I leant back - punching Jakes chest. "You are such an ass - I hope you choke on your laughs, you-you ass monkey!"
Jake carefully put me down and I punched him again, yet my hand ended up meeting a brick wall, and I shook my head - leaning up to reach his ear. "One night, when you're sleep - I will chop off your penis!"
And that was it.
Jake burst out laughing, his laughter so chesty that no laughs escaped his chest any more and I couldn't help but laugh with my boyfriend. I tried to catch my breath, yet every time we tried to stop laughing - we would share a look that would set us off again.
"It's been a long couple of weeks," I murmured as I leant back in Jakes chest, looking up to him and he nodded - tightening his hold on my waist.
"Are you okay?" He asked, his lips by my ear.
I looked up at him, cocking a brow. "Yeah - why wouldn't I be?"
Jake shrugged. "'It's been a long couple of weeks."
I rolled my eyes, looking back out over the ocean. "You know, you haven't taken me on a real date yet?"
Jake looked to me, cocking a brow. "You said you hated dates!"
I bot my lip. "Still, it's still nice of a guy to take his girlfriend out once and awhile. And plus, we don't exactly know everything about each other yet."
Jake scoffed. "And what don't I know about you?"
"A lot of things!" I protested, a smile plastered on my face.
Jake kissed my neck, and I sighed. "What sort of things?"
I shrugged, letting out a giggle as he started to tickle my sides and I leant back in his chest - sighing in the warmth that almost consumed me. "I know you're ticklish. I know you hate dates - that you think you're awkward. I know that when you're bored, you run a hand through your hair and you always, you're always having an internal debate with yourself." Jake stopped, and I turned to look at him. "I know I don't know much - but this is just the start."
I felt myself smiling, and I rolled my eyes. "That is such a bad excuse for knowing nothing about me."
Jake chuckled, and the ripples of his laughter sent shakes through my small body and I grabbed his hand - tracing the scars that had engraved themselves within his perfect skin. "Well, then tell me something that I don't know."
Don't tell him anything.
I need to reveal some sort of big secret.
Oh, god no.
Please, Please - I beg of you!
He will dump you when he finds out!
That's a risk I'm just going to have to ta
I looked to him, narrowing my eyes. "You won't laugh, right?"
He didn't say anything.
Abort Mission.
Abort Mission!
ABORT MISSION!ABORT MISSION! ABORT MISSION!ABORT MISSION! ABORT MISSION! ABORT MISSION!ABORT MISSION! ABORT MISSION!
NEVER!
"Of course I won't laugh," Jake said, nodding. "Of course, I am lying."
My face contorted in annoyance. "Well, I'm going to tell you anyway."
…
Silence ensued as I tried to find the confidence to let the words leave my lips. How was I going to tell him about …. It. Would he laugh? Would he think I'm a freak.
Oh, god - he's going to think I'm a freak.
Of course he is.
He's going to be pissed that he imprinted on you!
Of course he's going to think I'm a freak - I mean, Mom and Dad had tried to keep it from me as long as they could until I, well, I found the pictures. They weren't well hidden, may I add, and finally - the mystery was revealed and I no longer felt alienated by my family whenever we talked about things that might relate to … it.
Well, you've been sitting there for about an hour trying to get this out - he seriously must think you're constipated or something.
Constipated?
How could I be constipated?
We both know Indian doesn't sit well with you.
"Are you going to tell me, or not?"
I rolled my eyes. "Listen, this is a huge secret - I need to psych myself up just a bit."
Jake threw his hands up in the air, before gently putting them back on my shoulders. "Whatever - take your time."
I breathed out a rattled breath. "Okay. So, urgh, you know how when people are born they can have, well, they can have extra skin?" Jake nodded, and I looked to the ground.
"I was born with extra skin in the shape of, well, gills." I whispered in a hush hiss, something that could barely be heard with the competing crashing waves.
"What!" Jake demanded, his face scrunching up. "I can't hear you."
I hung my head in hands. "I was born with extra skin in the shape of gills!"
Silence.
I never thought I would hate it so much.
And then, as if to break the silence - Jakes booming laughter broke through, and I felt himself bend against me with laughter that vibrated through his whole being. "Gills! GILLS!"
And then he laughed for half an hour.
I'm being a completely serious.
Half. An. Hour.
Fuck.
I guess he's not taking this in the, well, normal way.
I had kind of expected something different.
I thought that maybe, just maybe, he would freak out at the fact that I'm half human, HALF FISH!
And half demon.
I've already called an exorcist.
Be warned - I'm onto you.
Okay, seriously, what the futon!
Isn't the phrase, 'What the Fuck'?
Oh, fuck off conscience.
A lobotomy is coming your way, believe me.
"Okay, can we stop laughing now before I throw myself in the ocean and drown?" I asked, narrowing my eyes.
Jake looked to me - his laughter coming to a halt. "Drown? But you've got … gills!"
And then the laughter continued.
Sigh.
This, is my boyfriend ladies and Gentlemen.
"So, it was removed when you were two?"
I nodded as we walked along the beach, rubbing the scars on my neck. "Yep," I said, shaking my head. "And they hid it from me, until, well, I found out I was a freak. I thought their might have been some sort of powers associated with it, you know, like immortality or maybe, you know, just shooting ideas here, flying or super strength but I was sourly disappointed. Turns out it was just … skin."
I looked to Jake, and his lips where twitching as he sucked them back into his mouth - biting on them as he tried to contain his laughter and I sighed in aspiration, rolling my eyes. "You promised you wouldn't laugh!"
He let out a small chuckle as his cheeks showed the faintest of blushes. "It's just … funny."
I frowned grimly, nudging him. "It's not meant to be - its meant to be a childhood memory that I barely tell anyone. It left scars, goddammit!"
Jake laughed. "I love you."
I looked up to him, feeling my heart pound against my chest as I actually thought about those three words that always seemed to be uttered from Jakes lips.
I. Love. You.
They were simple words, really.
Yet they could change anything - anyone - any situation, at any time.
I had never thought that during the times when I was going through my emotionally constipated adolescent years, I would never have expected someone of the opposite sex to say that to me in my semi-retarded years yet here I was - having a Sex-god-werewolf-that-was-actually-my-soulmate say it to me.
A sex god with abs.
Amazing, amazing abs.
Gosh, I am so horny.
…
What?
I ignored my inner musings as I smiled. "I guess if you can accept the fact that I swam out of the whom with gills, then I can say I love you."
Jake smiled as we rounded the rocks, and I felt a smile involuntarily spread across my face as I breathed in the sweet rain filled air that smelt of the forest - of the pines and the dewy moss that stuck to the bark. "I love this beach."
Jake smirked, cocking a brow. "Really?"
And then he threw me in the ocean.
Fuck a duck.
Heres another chapter for you all,
I know it's short, but it's just a bit of fluff.
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