"So, Layla..How did you enjoy Gone With The Wind and Casablanca?" Jasper asked.
"Amazing! How they can get so much accomplished in such a short time but not feel rushed...I can see why they're popular." Layla replied.
"Layla, come watch how awesome I am at video games!" Emmett called out.
Layla grinned and crawled up on the bed beside of Emmett and Rosalie who were battling each other in Mortal Kombat. Layla watched them play for a few minutes when Rosalie tossed her controller.
"You totally cheated! I'm not playing with you anymore. Teach Layla to play." Rosalie said.
Emmett pulled Layla right beside him and taught her the controller and how every button worked. She caught on quickly which pleased Emmett to no end. Neither noticed Bella walking into the room with her cell phone.
"Layla, Jake is on the phone for you." Bella said.
"Tell the smelly dog she's busy with me and that he can't have her she's mine." Emmett said.
Layla giggled and set the controller down and took the phone from Bella.
"Hey, Jake." Layla said happily.
"Bella is busy hanging out with Edward tonight. Are you coming down to watch movies with us?" Jake asked.
"I'd love to!" Layla replied.
"Sweet. I'll swing by the house on my way back to the rez." Jake said.
"Oh, I'm not at home." Layla said.
"Where are you?" Jake asked.
"I am hanging out with Emmett and Jasper and Alice and Rosalie at Dr. Cullen's house." Layla said. "Emmett is teaching me video games."
Jake growled softly.
"Did… was that a growl?" Layla asked, completely confused.
Before Jake could reply, Emmett snatched the phone from her hands and held it up to his ear. Edward walked into the room with Alice and Rosalie trailing him.
"Edward, stay here with Layla. I wanna talk to el lobo in private." Emmett said, walking outside quickly.
"Tell me, dog… why do you think it necessary to growl at her? You got a problem with her hanging out with us?" Emmett hissed.
"You all might have brainwashed Bella, but you're not taking Layla, too. The Alpha has Imprinted and she is his. So it's in your best interest to back off of her. We protect what's ours." Jake snapped.
Emmett chuckled, though it wasn't funny.
"It doesn't matter what the top dog did. Imprinting does not mean he owns her. If she decides it, he will never be more than just a friend. Layla can hang out with whomever she wants, whenever she wants. And you or none of your little puppies better try to bribe, guilt, or threaten her otherwise. Because if any of you thinks to do that…well...I guess I'll find out exactly how Quileute tastes." Emmett said.
"Are you threatening me, leech?" Jake growled.
"Just stating facts. Oh. One more thing…" Emmett said before disconnecting the call.
Emmett walked back into the house and tossed the phone to Edward. Layla stood at the bottom of the stairs, looking confused. Emmett smiled brightly. Bella's phone began ringing again. Edward sighed and fixed Emmett a look when he replayed the conversation in his mind.
"Really?" Edward asked.
"Really really." Emmett confirmed.
"Really what?" Layla asked.
"Emmett is just pouting that you're leaving to go watch movies with Jake and his friends. That's all." Edward answered for Emmett.
"But I'll see you on Monday at least?" Layla asked.
"You'll be lucky if you don't wake up to my sexy mug tomorrow morning. I might sneak into your bedroom and have a secret sleepover and watch you sleep…" Emmett said, making Layla laugh.
"You're telling me the drool on my pillow isn't always mine?" Layla asked, grinning.
"You two must be meant to be friends. I think she's turning out to be as demented as you, dear brother." Alice teased.
"She's just jealous." Emmett stage whispered.
A motorcycle rode up into the driveway a few moments later, the engine revving loudly before shutting off. Emmett smirked and picked Layla up, putting her over his shoulder once again and heading for the front door.
"He's just going to agitate them, isn't he?" Alice asked, sighing.
"Just for his own entertainment. Get Jasper. We may need some calming action. Quickly." Edward said, heading outside.
Alice and Jasper followed Edward outside just in time to see Emmett saunter up to the motorcycle. Jake stood up to his full height and try to intimidate.
"I suppose you're here to take my girl for the evening?" Emmett said, phrasing himself carefully.
Layla wriggled, trying to get down.
"Better be still, shortcake. I won't hesitate to bite what is closest to me." Emmett teased.
Edward groaned.
"I'll give you a super wedgie!" Layla called out.
"Gotta wear underwear for that." Emmett said, smirking.
"How about you let her down." Jake all but growled.
"I kind of want you to make me." Emmett said.
Layla frowned and tried to raise up.
"Are you two mad at each other?" Layla asked.
"Sam can make you." Jake said. "Just let her go. Don't start something."
"Emmett, please let me down." Layla whimpered, sounding scared.
"Son… let Layla go." Carlisle said, walking out of the house. "Let her down."
Emmett glared at Jake but gently set Layla on her feet. Layla took a few steps back, looking up at Emmett. Cold anger blanketed his features. Layla backed up a few more steps and looked up at Jake. His features were concerned, but softer. He wasn't throwing off any waves of anger. He looked down at her.
"You okay, shorty?" Jake asked.
"I'm fine." Layla replied.
Her stomach growled loudly. Jake raised an eyebrow. Emmett frowned.
"When's the last time you ate?" Jake asked. "Didn't you all offer her and Bella anything to eat?" Jake asked.
"They didn't bring hunger up." Emmett frowned.
"I had an apple…" Layla said quietly.
"That was at 8 this morning." Edward called out. "Bella mentioned it."
"But Seth said you made a huge breakfast…" Jake said.
"Bella and Charlie ate. Apparently, Seth came over before Layla got her a plate and finished it all off. Hence…" Edward said.
Jake rubbed his face. He pulled his phone out and dialed Leah.
"Hey, babe. Go ahead and smack Seth upside the head for me. Tell him to come find me in 20. We need to have a chat." Jake said into the phone. "I'll tell you later. We're going to be a little late. Gotta make a stop before heading back to the rez. Yeah…" he smiled. "I love you, too. Bye."
"You gonna handle it?" Emmett asked.
"I'll fix it. We got this." Jake said.
Emmett nodded and stepped back. Jake turned to Layla.
"We're gonna swing by and get some food. What do you like?" Jake asked.
Layla shrugged. "I never got to go into the food places. Mother always gave me some bread or a ramen block." She said.
Emmett swore under his breath and Jake's jaw ticked. Layla whimpered, thinking she said something wrong.
"Have you ever ridden a motorcycle?" Jake asked.
Layla shook her head.
"I think you'd like it." Jake said, smiling.
Jake slung his leg over the bike and kick started it, revving the engine. Emmett picked Layla up and set her on the back, making sure she was comfortable and secure.
"Hold tightly, baby girl. I go fast." Jake called out.
Layla wrapped her arms tightly around Jake and he took off. Layla giggled, loving how free she felt on the back. She smiled and pressed her face against Jake's back, keeping warm. Jake stopped at a diner on the rez, picking out several different meals as he was unsure what Layla would and wouldn't like. After paying for the food, Jake took it and Layla to Sam's house so she could eat and relax before the movie started, and so Jake would have enough time to set Seth straight.
"The door is unlocked. You can chill on the bed and eat. I've got to go handle some rez business." Jake said.
"Aren't you going to eat? This is so much food...I know I can't eat all of it." Layla asked.
"Maybe when the movie starts." Jake said, smiling.
Layla took the bag of food and headed for the front door, not noticing the mud hidden in the grass to the steps. A few steps in and Layla slid and landed on her backside, getting coated in thick mud. Jake couldn't hold back a chuckle as he ran up to Layla and pulled her up.
"Did you get hurt? Because if you didn't… that was hilarious!" Jake smiled.
"Laugh it up, Mr. Black." Layla said sweetly.
"That sounded too happy…" Jake said.
Instead of verbally replying, Layla scrapped mud from the back of her pants and wiped it on Jake's chest, leaving her hand print. Jake chuckled and shook his head. About that time, Sam walked up to his house and saw Jake and Layla, except the back half of Layla was covered in mud.
"Should I ask?" Sam said, looking at Jake and Layla.
"She's even more accident prone than Bella. I tried to send her into crash and eat while I straightened something out and… Sam, it was magnificent! She slides and falls right into the mud! You had to be there. I'm so glad I got to witness it." Jake said. "How about you take her inside your house and spray her off?" he teased.
"With a water hose?" Layla asked. "They're always so cold."
Sam frowned. "I've got a shower you can use to wash off. I'll throw your clothes into the wash when you're done and you can wear something of mine until then." he said.
Layla smiled. "Then you'll have to share this food Jake bought. I won't take no for an answer." She said.
Sam nodded and headed for his door with Layla, holding onto her just in case she slid again. He looked back at Jake who motioned that he needed to speak with him later. Sam nodded again and Jake took off. Layla set the bag on his kitchen table and looked around.
"You have a beautiful house. It feels like a real home." Layla said.
Sam had to bite his tongue you keep from saying 'It feels like home to you because it is your home'. He thanked her and took her into his bedroom and to his bathroom. It wasn't grand or fancy, but it was clean and it worked.
"I've got shampoo and body wash you can use. I'll turn the shower on for you and you can adjust the temperature. Just toss your clothes out here when you get undressed and I'll put them in to wash later." Sam said.
"You've been so nice to me. Thank you." Layla said sincerely.
Sam smiled brightly. He leaned in to turn the shower on and showed her where the towels and everything was. He shut the door behind him and left to give her privacy. He waited a couple minutes after hearing the door open and clothes hitting the floor before going to retrieve them. He tossed them into the washing machine and went to set the food in the oven to keep warm. He remembered she needed clothes and went to his closet. He pulled out a pair of sweatpants with a drawstring and his favorite t shirt and hooded sweatshirt, along with a pair of socks and laid them out on his bed for her. Sam paused and looked at his bed, the image of Layla curled up in the sheets, sleeping peacefully came to him. She wore nothing but his shirt, his chest her pillow and blanket. He imagined her straddling his stomach so her head could lay over his heart and listen to his steady thump-thump all night. He smiled and walked back into the kitchen to wait.
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Okay so until i get more than 8 chapters written, the updates will be spaced to about once a week or so unless i get a big surge of energy and time to type it out. I've got 2 eleven year old and a 15 year old all boys all up in my kool aid all the time lol awkward to write sometimes.
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