SO YEEEY I'm back! And I'm swinging!

I know it's rough around the edges, It's just sometimes I have a hard time getting all my thoughts in order and down onto paper... You know what I mean?

I hope you like it! This one has a little more Kared in it ;)

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DISCLAIMER : I DO NOT OWN THE TWILIGHT SAGA!

Warmth

The word was racing my brain, filling me with pleasant memories of my mother. Memories that reminded me of how it used to be. No, not really the memories as much as the feelings the memories projected, it felt like I was being wrapped up into a huge, soft blanket made out of love. And it has been a long time since I've felt this safe, almost serene like. It wasn't always like this, I used to be happy and carefree but throughout the years of living with a mother that's been hurt really badly your happiness kind of depends on hers. And my mother was everything but happy. Warmth? Why this word? Was it something I've been missing? Is there something I should be learning right now?

I rifled through my brain, searching for useful information answering my many questions. Why everything was black and in a daze, why this word kept filling me with tranquility. I don't care where I am, I never want to leave this place.

I remembered an intense gaze, almost captivating. Beautiful warm brown eyes. I kept thinking about those eyes, when all of the sudden a voice captivates my attention.

"Hey? Hello?"

Who was that? The voice was masculine that's for sure, but I couldn't recall it. Maybe it was just my imagination, but then it spoke again.

"Hey…um Lacy, are you alright?"

I hummed in satisfaction. Speak again soft angel. Wait what? who the hell is Lacy? Was he even speaking to me?

The voice carried on and kept calling me Lacy urging me to wake up, even patting my cheek a little until somebody told them to stop hitting me, that they're hurting me. And that's when the person whom I assume had been trying to revive me let out a strange chocking sound that almost sounded pained? No that can't be right?

My hearing was becoming better, I guess that was a good sound, depends on how you look at it. In my point of view it was bad because that meant that I had to leave this warm, dark little cocoon of mine. I let out a grunt in protest.

I began to resurface.

I slowly blinked open my eyes trying to adjust my eyes to the extremely bright light that radiated through the ceiling lamps. It felt like I had sand in my eyes and I wanted desperately to rub my eyes clean but my arms would not cooperate. One of them really hurt.

Wait, lamps? ceiling? Oh god, I'm on the floor. In front of everyone, peachy just peachy.

My thoughts were interrupted by a very loud and commanding voice belonging to my favorite teacher Mr Shaw.

"Everybody move out of the way! Give the girl some room to breathe! Jesus people this isn't a carnival! Nothing to see here! Get back to your places and do something productive"

I could her people whispering, laughing and some scattering.

I kept my eyes closed out of fear of what I might see if I reopen them again. I don't want to see twenty pair of intrigued eyes looking down on me smirking mockingly.

"Do you think that that doesn't apply to you too? Get back to your seat, Leave the poor girl alone. You've almost crushed her to death"

I opened my eyes in a flash, confirming that the warmth I had been experienced actually came from Jared. He looked worried.

"Are you alright?" he asked, his eyebrows furrowed together.

"Emh … Er …. Yeah I think so, I think it's only my ego that's bruised" I mumbled

He gave a short laugh at my sentence, but stopped abruptly when he noticed me wincing from pain as I started to push myself of the floor with the help of my arms.

"Are you hurt!?" he growled

I winced at his tone. He sounded mad, I wondered why. I furrowed my brows in confusion.

"I don't know. I think I may have hit my hand when I fai…. I mean fell" I shrugged embarrassed. I could feel the heat rising through my cheeks, goddammit I was blushing!

I tried to move my left hand but before I had the time to even move an inch; mind numbing pain was shot out through my arm making me whimper in protest at the simple action.

"You need to go to the nurse's office"

"No I'm Fi.." I started to say before he interrupted me

"No you're not fine! C'mon, I'll take you"

He stretched out his bronzed muscular arm, reaching for my arm before he remembered that I was hurt. Instead of taking my arm he snaked his arm around my waist and pulled me up effortless. I was blushing even harder now and sweating. I hoped that he couldn't see it or smell how nervous I was. He had pulled me up so I was standing upright but he still wouldn't let go of my waist.

"I'm fine, I can walk on my own but thanks anyways"

"No you can't. If I let go of you, you're going to fall all over again. So I think that it's best if you lean on me for support until you're more stable, wouldn't want you to fall now do we?" He replied, a tiny smile hovering on his lips.

"Besides, it's not every day I get to save a beautiful damsel in distress, so let me enjoy this heroic moment" He said, his tiny smile now turning into a short laugh.

I was speechless, he thought I was beautiful? He probably says that to all the girls, he was popular with the ladies after all. As soon as that thought entered my mind, I felt that little ray of hope evaporate. All I could manage was a sad nod. I really did feel unstable and secretly appreciated the help. I was a bit dizzy and really nauseous.

"Thank you" I managed to stutter out. But he looked oddly pleased by those two words.

He leaned in close, so close that I could feel his warm breath against my cheek, like a soft caress. He whispered softly into my ear

"I'd gladly carry you"

I jumped back startled, trying to still the nervous shakes I was beginning to get due to his provocative words.

"Ermh!No" I coughed out surprised. "That won't be necessary. I think I can manage on my own" I squeaked.

"Are you sure? No problem at all" He said with a teasing gleam in his eye.

When I started to look up at him again, I saw a strange emotion passing over his face, it disappeared as quickly as it had appeared. But I had still seen it. He had looked at me with such wonder in his eyes, which was both unnerving and thrilling at the same time.

I spun around, away from Jared when I heard a cough emerging behind us. Everybody was staring at us in chock, even Mr. Shaw. I don't know if they had reacted to the closeness between me and Jared, the teasing banter or the blushing.

It was Jared who broke the silence.

"Mr. Shaw?"

"Yes Jared?" the teachers eyes quirked up in curiosity.

"Is it alright if I take Lacy here to the nurse? She hurt her arm pretty badly in the fall and I think it may be broken."

It felt like I had just been slapt! I could feel the pinching in my eyes warning that tears are threatening to fall. He didn't even know my name, typical Jared. Flirting with a girl he didn't even care enough to learn the real name of. But still, it stung like hell.

"Yes of course! How rude of me, are you alright?" He replied looking straight at me.

"I'm fine" I answered curtly

I was furious! Did nobody know my real name? not even the teacher. I huffed in annoyance, eager as hell to get out of there.

Both Mr. Shaw and Jared looked at me strange.

In return, I gave both of them my famous glare, that my mom hated.

"I think I can walk on my own now! Let go of me, I don't need your help" I said through clenched teeth to Jared.

I was still blushing but it was no longer from embarrassment, rather anger. He seemed a little chocked, and hurt? I couldn't tell and really I honestly didn't give a shit.

I questioned my ability to storm out of the classroom without falling down, and eventually debated against it. It wouldn't have the desired effect that I'd wanted if I went sprawling to the floor now would it. As much as I hated to admit it I still needed Jared's help. And my arm really hurt. I longed for an ice pack and some pain pills.

He seemed to sense my turmoil because he stretched out his arm again and slithered it around my waist and lead the way out leaving a classroom full of chocked people behind.

We walked in silence to the nurse's office. All I could hear were his soft steps making a sweet melody, a melody I would most likely use for my new song. The silence was nice. It wasn't forced or awkward and I felt myself beginning to relax at his side, even leaning on him a little more, which he seemed to enjoy because he made a sound of approval. It was weird but I somehow felt extremely safe by his side, and he was so warm, so cozy. Don't get me wrong, I was still extremely pist. But I couldn't help myself from enjoying our closeness, that I've desired for almost two years now. I had no idea of how to explain the feeling that was beginning spread throughout my body right now except that it was the same feeling I would get when I played on my guitar. Jared seemed as content with us being close as I did. But I couldn't banish the lingering thought that kept reappearing in my mind. It was an annoying thought that wouldn't let me enjoy this moment with Jared in peace. So I gave up and moved away from his grip as much as I could manage without falling. After I did that, he seemed like he wanted to pull me closer to him again but judging by the look on his face he decided against it.

"My name is not Lacy."I said while clearing my throat.

But I immediately regretted saying that when I saw the embarrassment spreading across his face. He even looked a bit shamed.

"I know that your name is not Lacy. I mean who would name their kid Lacy, really? That's just bad parenting! They're just setting that kid up for a bad life, one probably involving exotic dancing. I mean, well what I meant to say was that I didn't know your real name so I just kinda made up my own nickname for you, it's really silly but it just popped into my head, I'm sorry" He looked at me sheepishly which was strange considering it made him look softer. And he was everything but soft. Everything about him was hard; His visible abs, his bulging arms, his wide shoulders even his chiseled jaw. He truly was male perfection. Snap out of it.

I was stunned. He had apologized? For not knowing my name? Now the roles have switched and I'm the nervous one again. It was a given that he didn't know my name, I was not a girl that turned heads and made people want to learn my name quite the opposite. I wasn't invisible or anything; I just didn't draw attention to myself. I'm excruciatingly plain and I've accepted that.

"So what is your name? Something almost beautiful as you I guess? " he asked honestly.

Now I was even more dumbfounded than before. I just stared at him in shock and I noticed that his lips were beginning to move again.

Oh those lips. They look so soft and inviting. I wonder what they would feel like pressed to mine, would they taste just as good as I had imagined or better? I wonder what It would feel like to have those lips kiss every inch of my body; starting with my neck and traveling slowly down to my collarbone, to my breasts. Kim! What are you thinking!

I tried to shake the haunting thought and started to turn crimson when I noticed that he had seen me staring at his lips. He was now looking at my lips with hooded eyes, I automatically licked my lips. This made his eyes quirk up.

"Emh? What did you say?" before I got lost in your lick able lips, I added quietly in my head.

He looked like he was in a trance and I felt the silly urge to wave my hand in his face, calling him down to earth again.

"Jared?" I said almost like a whisper

He closed his eyes and his lips started to turn up into a delectable smile. I wonder what he was thinking about. He opened his eyes again with chocking speed as if he had just remembered that I had asked him a question.

"I asked what your name was and then I asked what you were staring at" he said while placing his hand over his mouth as if he was trying to hide a laugh.

"Oh, my name is" I started, but was interrupted by the nurse asking me about my hand.

I looked around in the nurse's office, searching for something colorful. I don't really know why but I've always hated the sterility that came with the medical territory. There were no emotions in this room, no smells, no sounds, nothing! It was if all the life on the planet had just been sucked dry leaving nothing but emptiness, and I hated emptiness. I could feel the panic starting to rise up in my stomach, paralyzing me. My vision was beginning to get darker by the second and I didn't like it. I also think that my legs were starting to quiver a little.

Oh god! Calm down. Please not this again. Help me, I pleaded silently. I was hyperventilating. Please not this memory, I can't, no I won't see it again.

"Hey Lacy! Look at me! I'm right here" Jared took my face into both of his hands and stared deeply into my eyes.

"Calm down. You need to calm down, I'm right here" he had the softest voice I'd ever heard. He let go of my face but instead of releasing me completely he crushes me into a hug and stroked my hair and mumbled soothing reassurances into my hair. I focused on his heartbeat that beat way to fast but still held the calming effect I was looking for.

Breath In, Breath out. Booboom boobom boobom.

It was working, I was calming down and a few minutes later I could breathe properly and the room wasn't spinning anymore. He still held me crushed to his chest with his head lying on top of mine. It was scary how much I liked his embrace, how safe he made me feel. It made me not want to let him go and I knew that I had no claim on him.

"Thank you" I mumbled into his chest

"What happened?" he asked while shoving me back lightly so that he could look me in the face. He was concerned, I could see it in his eyes and in the way he still clung to me; like I was going to break at any second. I shuck my head in a no. I wasn't going to get into this. Thankfully he noticed my discomfort and let it slide.

As I turned around I noticed that the nurse was observing us strangely. She must have been really chocked by my panic attack I guess. Poor woman, I must have frightened her half to death. A new look came across her face, approval? She started to smile knowingly; like she was solving something I didn't even know needed solving. She broke her lingering gaze and started to walk over to me. She stopped a few inches away from me and took my left hand into hers. The action made me wince and I had to force myself not to yank my hand out of hers. Jared stepped closer to me, so close that I could feel his warmth against my back.

"I'm sorry my dear, your hand is worse than I thought. I just need a closer inspection so if you could just take a seat" The nurse said while pointing to a little chair across from her desk.

I moved across the room and slumped down into the chair. It was nice to sit down; my legs were beginning to ache in protest from standing too long. I felt a slow smile spreading across my face as I closed my eyes and just inhaled deeply, I tried to relax. I stopped when I felt the back of my neck tingle; somebody was watching me. I looked up and was met by wondering eyes. He was watching me intensely, and I just wanted him to stop because the heat was beginning to spread again all over my face. He just stood there in the middle of the room waiting for something, I don't know what. I turned my head away and sat quietly; waiting for the nurse to return

After a few minutes of awkward silence the nurse returned with the most wondrous thing ever.

Oh thank god! An Ice pack.

"Here you go sweetie" She said while handing me the Ice pack.

I put it on my wrist immediately and the pain was slowly slipping away. I let out a sigh of relief which turned into a whimper when the nurse removed the Ice pack to be able to take a closer look at my wrist.

"I don't think your wrist is broken but I do think that it's badly sprained. You're already starting to swell and bruise which indicates that you banged it up pretty good! How did this happen anyways…miss? I'm sorry I don't know your name" She said apologetically

"Kimberly, but call me Kim" I said with a little smile and a shrug

"She fainted"

I looked up in surprise, I'd forgotten that Jared was here and judging by the look on the nurses face so had she.

"Oh really? Well that was a new one" she said before she gave a short laugh

"Did you hit your hand when you fell?"

"I don't really know, I was pretty much unconscious"

On cue she laughed again.

"It's not funny" Jared replied sounding almost angry

The nurse stopped laughing instantly and looked ashamed.

"I know. I'm sorry Kim. It's just that I have never heard about anyone hurting their wrist while fainting, their head but not their wrist." She said while looking straight at me

"No it's okay, really it's not that bad! I would probably laugh if I wasn't so embarrassed" I said with a chuckle

I turned my head to Jared's direction and gave him a tiny reassuring smile. My smile seemed to relax him and he returned my smile with one of his gut wrenching ones.

It was the nurse who broke the staring contest between me and Jared.

"Well there's not really anything more I can do for you Kim except put on a bandage. After I put this on, you should probably go home and rest." She said while wrapping my hand.

"But really I'm fine" I said chocked

"No you're not fine Kimberly! I'll take you home" Jared interrupted

Oh why did he have to say my name like that! Like he was caressing me.

"I appreciate the help but I'm more than capable of driving myself home Jared" I said a little annoyed.

This is how the next ten minutes went on, me and Jared arguing over this pointless thing until the nurse stepped in and asked us the paralyzing question.

"So how long have you two been dating?" she asked curious

I froze for a second but quickly recovered and started to argue.

"Me!? And Jared? Dating? No no no no no we're not dating. I mean, I don't mean it as insult. We're not even friends. Well kind of, I don't know. Emh what I meant to say was that it's not like that." I uttered flabbergasted.

Jared looked at me weird, almost as if his feelings were hurt. Had I hurt his feelings? How?

"No we're not together" he said quietly with pain in his voice. He was looking down on his shoes with a lost in thought expression on his face.

I wonder what he was thinking about.

I decided that I was going to be the one to break the awkward silence that hung in the air.

"Thank you for your help, my wrist feels much better" I said to the nurse, flashing a tiny smile.

"You're welcome Kim, I will write a note to your teachers explaining that you went home for the day, go home and rest okay?" She said returning my tiny smile with a gentle one.

"Oh and Kim?"

"yeah?"

"Please do let Jared take you home! You can't drive with your bad hand and you're probably still a little dizzy from fainting. We wouldn't want an accident to happen now would we?" She said while winking at me.

That treacherous witch! She's pushing me onto Jared. Didn't she see that I didn't want to be in his company right now? That I just wanted to be alone? Catch the hint lady.

I looked at Jared defeated, I couldn't win against an argument like that. Jared looked smug; he could sense his victory.

"Fine! Take me home Jared. But we're driving my car" I said annoyed with one eyebrow raised.

"As you wish, anything for you Kimberly" He said with a smile so wide it must have made his cheeks ache.

Shills spread through my entire body reacting to him using my name. It was for a lack of better words; extremely hot. His smile grew even wider when he noticed that I had yet turned away from his gaze but rather starred up at him dumbfounded. I missed his warmth; I wanted to place myself closer to him. As if he could sense my thought, he snaked his arm around my waist and whispered into my ear.

"For support" I could feel him grinning next to my ear.

I scoffed at that and he started to laugh. He waved goodbye to the nurse and started leading me out to the parking lot.

"Which one's yours?" he asked

"Emh that one" I said, pointing to my black Mercury Comet

"Wow this is a really nice car! This is a 1967 model! How did you get this?" he looked both excited and intrigued. I could see this because he would always get a glimmer in his eyes when he was really interested in something. I had focused so hard on Jared that I hadn't noticed the pain building in my stomach, it was a familiar pain.

"It was my dad's car" I said quietly while looking down at the ground, my eyes were beginning to pinch a little.

Jared just made a little grunting noise and reached for the keys.

"Hop in" he said with a new smile plastered on his face.

It was like he could sense my discomfort and didn't push it. He just let me pick myself up and wipe my eyes.

As I was starting to open my door he stopped me and opened it for me.

"I think I can manage to open a door on my own you know, sometimes I can even carry two books at the same time" I teased

He laughed at my words and just shook his head.

"I have no doubt!But I like feeling heroic, so don't ruin this for me Kim okay?" he said with a huge grin on his face. Now it was my turn to laugh.

"Are we going or what my hero?" I said while batting my eyelashes

"Well I'm not the one distracting you to hop in." He said.

Where did all that courage come from! Did I really bat my eyelashes at him? I must have looked like a moose trying to flirt. Wait what!? Was I flirting with him?

He put the key in the ignition and drove onto the familiar rode that I loved so much.

Soooo...? whatcha think? That Kim is a little fire cracker alright.. but I love her to death!

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