His door was open, and I could see his silhouette in what little the light afforded me. He was there but that wasn't enough for my overly active imagination. I lightly stepped into the room closing the distance between us and knelt in front of his bed.

He wasn't wearing a shirt and I looked closer at his chest and saw it rise and fall lightly with every breath he took, he looked so much younger while he slept, like there was no worries for him. It mad me feel sad. He had to grow up to fast. I hadn't realized that I was holding my breath until I let it out in a woosh of relief.

Jake heard me and opened his eyes looking into mine. It took a second for the fog of sleep to clear before smiled and than remembered I was supposed to be sick.

"Bells what are you doing?" he asked leaning up on his right arm and feeling for the fever with the other. I sniffled and wiped my eyes again. "Oh, Bells are you okay? Why where you crying?"

"I had to make sure," I said sleepily. I licked my lips and swallowed. My mouth felt really dry.

"Make sure of what?" he asked confused.

"You're okay." I said matter of factly. Pushing the strains of hair that had fallen in front of his eyes out of his way. I smacked my lips a little before trying to cleared my throat and began to cough.

"I'll get you some water." Jake said getting out of his bed in one fluid movement. He was in front of me and then he was beside me, it was so fast it made me feel a little dizzy. "Here," he said helping me to my feet and having me sit on his bed before quietly heading into the kitchen for a glass of water.

He came back with a little plastic cup and gave it to me. I took a small sip before gulping the rest down greedily.

"Woah, slow down a bit you don't want to feel sick again."

I yawned blinking up at as he took the cup from me. "You need to rest Bella, come on."

Before he could take back into the other room I slid into his bed and wiggled over to the wall under the window. I could feel the cool air seep into the room from the seams of the window and against my heated skin it was a welcomed relief. I looked back over to see what was taking him so long.

"Bells?" He seemed unsure of the situation.

I patted the bed beside me. He turned and walked over to the door. Sadness stole over me. He didn't want to be near me. I thought. But that wasn't it at all. He closed the door slowly with a small click and came back laying slowly beside me.

His bed was small but so was I, he was laying awkwardly his body partially over the side of the bed trying to give me room. His arms were folded across his stomach. I decided that was not where I wanted them. I moved so that I was laying facing him and reached over to his right arm and tugged at it so that now he was laying facing me.

"Its cold," I said wrapping his arm around me and snuggling up into his side. He tightened his hold on me resting his head against mine. This felt good. It felt right the warmth that he radiated so welcoming unlike the hard cold that was Edward. In the middle of my mental babble I remembered that I had skipped school and Charlie would most likely worry when I didn't returned home as he left for work.

"Charlie," I gasped against Jake's shoulder.

"Dad called him and let him know what happened. He was busy with a domestic dispute, so when dad assured him your fever had broken and you were asleep Charlie said he'd come and get you in the morning after his shift ended."

"Okay, that's good." I said snuggling closer. "Jake?"

"What is it?" He asked burring his face in my hair and inhaling deeply.

"Thank you," I said placing a kiss on his chest. I felt his breath catch and become a little shallower. He looked down at me and I could see his eyes glitter like that of a cat from the little bit of green light of the alarm clock on the dresser at our feet.

I bit my lip looking at him and I remembered what it felt like to kiss him, how plump and warm and soft his lips were. How they molded to mine perfectly and then the feel of him against my jean clad folds had been on a whole other level. Which at the thought of him had me becoming slick all over again. I closed my legs a little tighter trying to put pressure and get some relief.

Jake gasped, than groaned. "Bella,"

Could he smell that, could he tell what my body was doing? I couldn't help it. I wanted his lips again. I reached up and pulled him to me. He closed the distance as fast as I did. Our lips locked and he moved so that he was leaning over me, his hands fisting in my hair and mine did the same in his.

I needed to get closer, I needed . . . god, I had no idea what I needed. That is until I felt something hard rub against my thigh. Jacobs hand was splayed across my stomach just above my waist band, where my camisole was riding up. I was loving the feel of his heated skin against my own.

Unconsciously I wiggled a bit trying to position my body under his, and without a second thought he was cradled in between my thighs, his man hood matching up perfectly with my center. All that separated our joining was my boy shorts and his basketball shorts. I knew what I wanted now.

Desperately I began deepening our kiss before I rose my hip to meet his, he wasn't expecting that and he grunted returning the favor by pushing down against me. I gasp and felt something at the back of my throat wanting to be set free. My body was being set on flames, my heart fluttered wildly in my chest and I wrapped my legs around him as he continued his delicious assault on me.

I was pleasantly surprised when I felt his hands slide under my shirt tracing along the dip in my stomach and over the ridges of my ribs 'til finally his hands cupped, and began knead my breast. He rocked against me and I pushed back just as eager for him as he was for me. I felt him again push into the little nub. I broke the kiss and moaned near his ear tightening my hold around his neck.

My moan seemed like motivation to him because he began to move a little faster and push and little harder into me, pinning my body between him and the bed. His breathing heavy against my ear was a complete delight, I loved the sound of his pleasure. I made me excited that I, little clumsy Bella was doing this to him.

My body began to tense up, it was becoming overwhelmingly good as my little mewling sounds grew Jacob seemed to know what was going to happen. He covered my mouth with his kissing me and pushed harder into slick covered fold.

Finally it happened. I fell apart, I squeezed my eyes shut tight, bright lights sparkled behind my lids and a noise I had never heard escaped my parted lips, my chest arched into him and I spasmed delightfully, I thought I might have been a little to loud but figured that Jake would have caught the noise with his kiss.

Jake kept moving against that wonderful little spot making the electric shock coursing through my body to continue. Until with one final and hard push Jake let out a grunt and than my name on a sigh. He collapsed against my shoulder. The both of us breathing heavily and I didn't feel it but somehow his mouth was attached to my shoulder his teeth sinking into my flesh and just as it happened the the orgasm that had began to subside became ever more violent in me and I clawed into his back and in return to keep from screaming in pleasure my teeth sunk into his flesh as well.

The spell I was under had me feeling deliriously wonderful, but it seemed to have vanished almost immediately from Jake as he jumped up quickly. "Shit!" he mumbled turning on the lights.

My head began to pound as light flooded the room. My eyes closed immediately. I couldn't understand what was happening. I thought we had-, no, I knew we had both enjoyed what happened.

Why was he so upset now.

"Shit. I-I didn't mean to do that. Bella I'm so sorry." He said looking at me in horror.

I sat up adjusting my eyes to the light. What was he talking about. Why was he so upset! All the joy and euphoria from that experience drained. And I became upset near the point of crying.

"What, didn't you like it?" I asked trying to hold back my tears.

"I-," he rubbed his face. Looking at me a little angry.

But why.

"Why are you glaring at me? I'm sorry I did that okay." This time a tear slid down my cheek and my mouth shook a little.

"Bella! I-I hurt you!" He stammered, "Don't you feel it?" Seeing my confusion he walked over to me and moved the strap of my cami ever so gently to expose the deep bite marks and the little beads of blood that were already beginning to dry.

It was strange I saw it, it looked like it should hurt. But it didn't at all. I looked at it in wonder before looking up into Jacobs worried face. Than it dawned on me, he was disgusted with himself. For the first time he would be seeing himself as nothing but an animal. .

No. I couldn't let him feel bad about this. It wasn't his fault at all.

"Hey," I said reaching out to him but he flinched away from me and was once again standing. "This isn't your fault Jake."

"How can you say that! I hurt you Bells." He said forcing himself to look at what he did.

I looked at him and saw where my teeth marks were just beginning to heal. "It's okay Jacob. I think I bit you too." I said pointing at his shoulder. He looked for a brief moment but didn't really register it, instead continued to focus on my wound, he shook his head not really hearing me.

"Jake please don't ruin this. I really, really enjoyed what happened and all I want is for you to hold me right now." I said, "I honestly don't feel this. It doesn't hurt at all. Please, Jake."

"Are you sure?" He asked looking pained. "I wouldn't blame you if you hated me right now. I shouldn't have taken advantage. Not when you're sick like you are." he smacked his forehead mumbling. "Stupid, how could you be so stupid."

He didn't hear me get off the bed and if he did he probably thought I was going to leave the room, too upset to be in the same room as him. But that's not what I was feeling and defiantly not what I wanted to do.

I walked over and wrapped my arms around his waist and held him, he jumped a little but, made no effort to push me away from him. I was relieved that he didn't. "Please stop, you're hurting me doing that to yourself."

He sighed and reluctantly dropped his hands and wrapped his arms around my much smaller frame. "I'm so sorry for doing that to you Bells." He said sadly. he dropped his head placing a very gentle kiss on my shoulder where his mark was. Than I felt his tongue against it warm and smooth, he lapped it and I felt myself relax into him. He became startled, pulling back and looking at me like he couldn't believe he just licked it.

Jacob swallowed and stammered. "It-it's healing,"

"How?" I asked confused taking a glance, and it was like he said, it was healing I looked up into his bewildered face and smiled.

"See, nothing to worry about." I said placing my own kiss on his shoulder.

"I don't . . . I don't understand, I was just going to kiss it. But its like something knew and wanted me to lick it. Something inside me knew that would happen and . . . and it work."

I would never really get used to the weirdness of the world I lived in, but as long as Jacob wasn't upset it was all okay.

At least for the moment.