Hi guys, I'm sorry this is late but hopefully this slightly shorter chapter will be everything you hoped for. Jacob's POV just seemed to fit here but this won't become a regular thing because I'm not an expert at thinking like a man.
Please review, enough motivation and I might even update early.
"Does she not realize this is fucking torture?"
"Jay, you get to see her on the weekend? What is yo' ass whipped already?" Sam tried joking to calm me down but really I just wanted to be with my girl.
"I just can't believe she didn't take me with her." He groaned.
"Jacob you have an independent woman on your hands, you should be proud. If you were to delay this shit for her Bella would feel guilty." I tried to accept what Sam said to me and continue with my work but all day I couldn't focus. Instead of thinking about the music I was thinking about a damn sexy tattoo model and her bundle of joy. Right now the media was busy trying to find out more about Eli, specifically where he got his looks from. The popular rumor of course involves Fuckward and the bag of nuts that is his family; thankfully none of the Cullens have gone to the press.
I know it's going to be near pointless trying to sleep without her, last night was the same. Sleeping with her for so long has me used to falling asleep while breathing in her scent, whatever fruity shit she smells like knocks me out like a baby.
Bella has always had this effect on me; her very essence draws me to her. My father used to tell people the reason I wasn't being schooled on the rez was because I wouldn't sit still without Bella being near. For our entire education we were in all the same classes but now I'm thinking that if I could've only kept her closer she wouldn't be in this mess. I knew the Cullen family was trouble from the moment I caught wind of their arrival.
I'll never forgive myself for those months when I was so mad that I refused to talk to her. I'll never forget the day when she came to my door crying so hard her body shook, asking me to forgive her for not listening to my advice.
"What are you thinking so hard about Jacob?" I couldn't sleep so I called Sal to see if his tattoo parlor was still open. He told me that as a fellow insomniac he'd keep it open if I wanted ink done. I have no where near as many tatts as Bella and they aren't all from Sal but he does do damn good work.
"I'm missing Bella; she went running for the hills the moment she knew someone had photographed her baby."
"Damn Jake but if you don't mind me being nosy… What is Bella to you? I thought you were just friends but then…"
"Honestly Sal she's my world, she always has been. She's the reason I wake up every morning and the reason I couldn't fall asleep tonight. I can only wish that it was the same for her but we're dating now and that's a start." Sal shook his head and laughed.
"You haven't realized it yet have you?"
"Realized what?"
"She loves you as much as you love her Jay, she just isn't aware of it yet. She had a fucking tribute to you tatted onto her body even before you two were an item. My confused look made the tattoo artist elaborate more on what he meant.
"The dream catcher Jacob, it was her way to keep you close at all times." He spelt it out for me before looking up from his stencil.
"I'm done my stencil, it wasn't what you asked for but I know you'll fucking love it." Too tired to even ask to remember to ask to see the stencil I just shrugged.
"Go for it."
I sat pretty well for the tattoo which Sal had decided to do on the back of my neck. One thing's for sure when all you're doing is listening to a tattoo machine and the occasional humming time flies. Soon enough Sal was sending me over to the mirror to check out the back of my neck.
"Well Jacob? Do you like the tattoo?" In various shades of grey Sal had tattooed a liberty style bell on the back of my neck, adding a pop of color with a red ribbon that was tied at the top of the bell.
It's great Sal; it's exactly what I envisioned."
It felt like it took fucking forever for the plane to land when in reality it probably took a few hours but I am not a patient person. All I knew was that Bella had sent somebody to collect me from the hangar because she didn't trust that I would find her cabin before sundown.
I could see the dark S.U.V parked on the strip as the plane circled to land; obviously whoever Bells had sent knew that I wanted to get to her as soon as possible. I missed all aspects of her from her scent to her gorgeous brown curls, from her shy chocolate eyes to her sexy tattooed body. So when I was getting off the plane and she stepped out of the S.U.V, I almost lost my shit.
"Are you just planning on standing there all day or are you going to come say hello?" Her voice was all it took to get me unfrozen from my spot in front of the plane. I dropped my suitcase and ran to her closing the distance between us quickly.
"I missed you so fucking much!" I told her before I molded my lips to hers; lifting her up onto the hood of the S.U.V so I didn't have to bend over. Once we had ended the kiss I put both of my hands on her shoulders so she was looking me in the eye.
"I don't know what I'm going to do on tour; it was hell being without you."
"Shh Jacob…" She pressed a dainty finger to my lips. "…Don't think about that right now."
"You're right." I stood there for a while with my arms around Bella before another pressing matter crossed my mind.
"Bella who is Eli with? I don't hear him in the back of the vehicle."
"My dad's out at the cabin, he offered to stay with Eli for the night."
"The night? Exactly how far away is this cabin?" She smiled shyly at me.
"Not too far away but I thought you might want to catch up with me. I didn't want to risk a motel so I just rented a camping site and brought a bunch of blankets so we can sleep in the back of the S.U.V. with the seats folded down." She paused for a moment, surveying my face with her eyes.
"But if you don't like that idea Jacob we can head straight to the cabin, I just thought-" I cut her off.
"Isabella Marie Swan I love the idea. I just thought a model as sophisticated as you was too fancy to rough it." She raised an eyebrow at me.
"Jacob Black, don't you forget for one minute that I was raised by the closest thing to a redneck Washington has." I chuckled at her feistiness before lifting her off the car.
After loading my things into the back of the vehicle I got into the passenger's seat and let Bella drive for the 30 minutes it took to get to the some what isolated camp site.
Sure enough once I really saw the back of the vehicle I noticed the large amount of blankets and pillows.
"You really thought of everything Bells."
"Yeah except where to change." She groaned before gesturing to her sequined top.
"If I sleep in this I'm going to lose my fucking mind." I smiled and moved closer to her.
"So sleep without it." I put my hands on either side of the flimsy material and slowly pulled it off of her.
Now I've seen Bella on the cover of magazines in everything from lingerie to swimsuits but the picture is definitely not the same as seeing her shirtless in person. Her collar bone and ribs are tattooed enough to make her stomach look as pale as alabaster in contrast.
"Jacob I know I look mad sexy but sleeping in a bra isn't comfortable either and I'm not sleeping buck naked." I laughed at her candidness before pulling off my own shirt and throwing it at her. As she slipped my shirt on over her head I stripped down to my boxers, pulling her into my side when we were both done changing.
"Have the Cullens tried to contact you yet?" She nodded her head slowly, wincing as I said the name.
"I've agreed to meet with Carlisle and Esme as long as they follow my terms."
"I wish you'd let me go with you." I knew she'd never cave; this was her part of the compromise that she expected me to follow.
"Jacob you already agreed to let me go alone, besides I need you to watch Eli for me." She nuzzled into my side, pleading silently for me to let things go. We lay in comfortable silence for a while, too happy to be back together to say anything. Finally I watched her eyelids flutter close before I pressed a gentle kiss to her forehead.
"Bella I love you so fucking much, you're my everything." I whispered quietly before succumbing to sleep myself.