Jacob Black
Soft, romantic music played in the background of my iPod as I lay under the covers with my mate.
I don't get too much
Valentines…
Just need your skin
Next to mine
I'm feeling this devotion
Touching your emotion
I can see the love run right out of you
Will months like these so golden?
Never felt so open
Even if I'm dreaming, I'm dreaming with you
So breathe my air!
And kiss me there
'Coz I'm little cold but I'll warm up with you…
I observed the beautiful specimen right beside me carefully. In her most innocent, untouchable state.
Her beautiful fair, porcelain skin was like a work of art and I was/am privileged enough to call it mine, to be able to feel it underneath my hands. I examined her long, lustrous, bronze hair that sprawled across the pillow. I just smiled as I watched my gorgeous reason for existence, sound asleep. I am so lucky to have her in my life. I am so lucky to be able to call her mine.
I stretched my hand out to her skin to remove a piece of hair from her forehead before trailing my fingers down her soft, pink cheeks. Her breathing increased as she stirred in my touch, a small smile forming on her lips. I smirked as I cupped the side of her face in my large hand, rubbing soothing circles on her skin with my thumb.
"Morning," I murmured to her in my raucous morning voice.
Her eyes slowly fluttered open, and her eyelashes like butterflies flapping their wings. She roused slightly, groggily stretching body before fully being awake. Her eyes landed onto me.
"Is it really morning?" She murmured blearily as she stretched her hand out to thread her long fingers through my jet black hair.
I nodded, lightly petting her lips with my thumb.
"It's four o'clock." I told her.
Our bodies were faced towards each other, however, I was slightly above her as I was mesmerizing her features for the past two hours.
"How did you sleep?" I asked her with a smirk.
She giggled, blushing a beet red.
"I slept amazingly, even if it wasn't the full eight hours." She giggled, lifting up the covers to her unconcealed chest.
I guffawed as I lay my head on the pillow beside her so that our eyes were fully locked. She giggled again as moved closer to me so our bodies were entwined together before she pressed her hand on my arm and began roaming her fingers up and down my arm sensually.
"I didn't even sleep. I just watched you close your eyes for two hours." I said to her with a grin.
She cocked an eyebrow. "Don't you think that's a little creepy?" She teased. I shook my head like a vigorous child and she laughed as she ran her foot up and down my right calf. "Well, did you admire the view?"
I scoffed. "I love it, baby!" I stated. She laughed, gnawing her perfectly shaped lip as she hid her face into my chest.
God! I loved hearing the sweetness of her laugh!
I pulled her close to me and laid small, lingering kisses on her shoulder and base of her neck down to her collarbone, igniting a gasp of pleasure to escape her lips.
"So…about last night?" I moaned, pulling away to look at her.
She giggled. "About last night…" She repeated, biting her lip as she leaned in closer to my lips. "It was pretty horrible!"
I widened my eyes.
"Oh!" I exclaimed, moving my head away as she leaned in and began blinking my eyes as if to fight the fake tears.
She laughed aloud.
"No! Yeah! It sucked!" I spoke.
"It sucked badly." She joked as she held onto my face and pulled me into a powerful, urgent kiss, maneuvering our positions so that she was on top of me.
I grunted as I felt her soft torso press against mine and her lower half against my groin. I involuntarily placed my hands on her butt, fondling her soft cheeks which I could tell sent goosebumps to her skin.
She snickered against my lips, her warm breath on my skin. She pressed her elbows on the pillow and began playing with my hair with her fingers.
"I have an idea." She muttered seductively.
"Oh, yeah? Enlighten me on this discovery." I pointed out, biting my lip.
"Maybe we should try again and see how things are another time around. Just to see if –"
"If you can do better this time?" I teased, roaming my hands up and down her backside.
She gasped out in shock. "Me? Are you serious?"
"Mmhm." I hummed, flipping her body to her side so that I was the one on top. "I didn't want to say anything before though."
She giggled. "But it was my first time. What do you expect from me?"
"It was my first time too, for the record." I uttered. "But yeah, maybe you're right. Maybe if we do it again it'll be better."
She bemoaned. "But we did it three times last night."
"And we're going to keep doing it until we get it right." I mentioned. She laughed, rolling her eyes. "And besides, I think I have to step up my A-game."
"If that's your B-game then I've got to give it to you. You sure are pretty good." She commented.
I smiled confidently. "Why, thank you ma'am!" I told her, staring into her milk chocolate brown eyes.
Last night was absolutely indescribable. Nessie and I were finally together in more ways than just one and I couldn't complain. It was so intimate and sweet yet completely enjoyable. I didn't see it as just sex with my girlfriend, it was impeccably much more than that. It felt like we were connected on a deeper level, that every fiber in our bodies were made for each other. It was more than just making love with Nessie for the first time, it was the benchmark of our forever. We were each other's first and each other's lasts.
She laughed as our lips met each other again. My mate wrapped her arms around my broad shoulders. Her nails scrapped my back, causing me to moan as I gently caressed her thigh and fought with her tongue as the kiss deepened. I could feel my manhood awaken in complete arousal as I heard my imprint's voice hum in gratification.
I ran my freehand up and down her breasts, fondling with them ever so tenderly which ignited a moan to escape her lips, briefly causing a separation.
"Jacob…" She gasped as her nails dug into my skin before travelling her hands down my hard-rock biceps.
As soon as things escalated to a new high of sexual passion and desire, Nessie pulled away from my lips to creak in discomfort as a twinge of pain hit her. My mind immediately jumped into concern mode.
"What's the matter?" I demanded.
She shook her head. "It's nothing." She lied.
I then realized why she's in pain. "I hurt you, didn't I?" I pointed out, my voice crumbling.
"Oh, gosh! No! No, you didn't!" She said.
I sighed, moving off her and onto my side of the bed. I groaned in frustration.
"Jake!" She warned me as she faced me. I didn't budge.
"I specially asked you to tell me if I ever hurt you. This is what I was afraid of." I stated.
Dammit! Why Jake? Why did you risk any potential consequences just for your own selfish pleasures! Now you've hurt your mate, something you swore and are obliged you would never do!
I am a horrible person.
"Jake!" She said sternly. "Don't be ridiculous right now."
"I'm ridiculous?" I scoffed at her.
She sighed. "Look at me." She commanded. I forced myself not to do as she said. "Jake! Look at me now!" She said, grabbing my face in her hands and forced me to look into her eyes.
"You would never hurt me, Jacob." She assured me, rubbing my cheek. "Okay? It's just the morning after our first time. It's normal! It's different that's all…but a good different."
I frowned. "So, you actually are okay with being in pain?" I questioned as if she was crazy.
She cocked an eyebrow. "I'm not like normal women. I promise you, I'm not in pain." She expressed.
I hunted for any hint of doubt and lie in her eyes but it was hard. I wanted to believe her but the thought of ever being the cause of her pain angered and hurt me to no end.
She heaved a sigh before smashing her lips on mine in a strong, zealous kiss.
This kiss was different though. It wasn't a kiss of urgency or lust but more of a kiss of love, devotion and gratefulness. When we pulled away to gasp for air, she gave me bright smile.
"Last night was the best night of my immortal life and I can't wait for more." She said, cheekily as she ran a hand down my chest.
I managed to smile slightly because I could feel her happiness radiating off of her which I couldn't help reciprocating.
I propped my head towards hers to lay my lips on her forehead.
"We have forever," I said to her.
She chuckled. "I'm not quite sure. I'm quite nervous as to how my dad will react when he finds out."
"Are you gonna tell him?" I frowned. Why would you tell your dad you had sex with your boyfriend?
"He's going to find out eventually. I mean, I think I can control my mind whenever I'm around him, however hard it may be. I don't know about you." She mentioned, combing my hair and scratching my beard.
"Yeah, I'll screw things up for sure." I told her. She laughed. "But I'm not scared of you dad."
She cocked an eyebrow. "Oh, really? So last year's act what with you hiding your true feelings for me because you were afraid of my dad's disapproval was all really just an act?"
"Well…no. I was really just respecting his wishes because I didn't have you back then but now that I do," I paused as I nibbled her earlobe. "I don't care what he thinks."
She laughed. "Well, either way. I don't think he'll be pleased to hear his only daughter lost her virginity out of wedlock."
I thought about it.
Damn.
She was right.
"But he gave us freedom to do whatever we wanted. If he loses his head, we'll just put his words against him." I plotted as I kissed her shoulder.
Nessie shrugged.
"That might work," She said.
I don't even know how he'll react but Edward was a crack-head so anything can happen but either way, it won't be good. But I was prepared for anything. I knew Edward would have probably loved it if his daughter got married first and I respected that but to a certain degree. I didn't have to worship the ground he walked on, he was my originally my enemy but I did owe him for bringing me my true love. But Edward really also needed to join the 21st century train and realize that he can't rule his daughter anymore.
Ugh! I'm in a predicament.
Dang! I need to talk to Bella –that's if she doesn't kill me for deflowering her daughter.
Nessie hummed in gratification as I trailed kisses down her shoulder.
"I think my mom will be a okay with it." She gasped out, hankering. I looked at her. It's like she knew what I was thinking.
"Mmhm? Why do you say that?" I asked.
She gnawed her lip in nerves. "Maybe because I kinda indirectly told her about it…" She whispered.
I frowned. "When?"
"Before she left, we kind of had a mother-daughter convo and…" She paused, giggling as she looked at my expression. "Don't worry about it." She said, holding my face in her hands and pressing her lips on mine.
I smiled as our lips detached briefly.
"Did you know your dad called me his son once?" I said with a laugh at the thought. A bloodsucker considering me, their sworn enemy as their son.
She laughed. "Ooh! Where was I when that happened? I wish I heard that."
"It was a private, short conversation eight years ago when the Volturi came. I think he was too nervous that he started blabbing gibberish." I laughed.
"I don't think it was gibberish. I think to an extent he meant what he said. I mean, y'all may pretend to hate each other but I know you would secretly risk your lives for each other."
"Well yeah, he is your dad." I pointed out.
"Put me out of the equation. Admit it, you love my dad." Ness pressed.
I was tight-lipped as I continued adorning her skin with my lips.
She snorted. "Whatever, Jake! The silence just confirms it."
I was about to answer when I heard the front door open and close from outside the room. Renesmee and I immediately shot our heads up as we heard the laughs of Embry and Seth.
"It stinks in here!" Embry laughed. "Seth, you should've thrown your socks in the laundry basket. It's the basic rule."
"Shut up! I did! Ugh!" Seth groaned in defense. "I'm gonna just let Jake know we're home."
Crap!
Nessie and I immediately glanced back at each other in shock. I snatched our clothes from the messy floor whilst she tried concealing her body with the covers.
But it was too late.
"Yo, Jake!" Seth called as he opened the door and popped his head in. "Holy crap!" He exclaimed as his eyes popped wide open as he saw us.
I instantaneously hid Nessie's naked body with mine.
"What do you want, Seth?" I growled.
His jaw dropped to the floor, trying to form words but couldn't. "U-u-h-h I just wanted to let you know that we're back!"
I groaned. Dwee!
"I can see that, Seth." I sighed.
He gulped.
"Hey, man! What's going on?" Embry questioned as popped his head in from behind. He widened his eyes and laughed.
"Oh yeah! Atta Jake! I wondered why it reeked in here and now I see why. It's sex!" He laughed, lifting a thumbs up. "Hey, Ness!" He waved, unable to control his laughter as he ruffled Seth's head.
I closed my eyes, humiliation and annoyance increasing. I could feel my mate's embarrassment underneath me.
"Uh…Seth?" I questioned.
"Yeah?" He answered after a while.
"Will you close the door? Please?" I asked.
"Oh yeah! Sorry!" He said, shutting the door.
I rolled my eyes.
The door was suddenly flipped open yet again.
"I just came for…" He trailed off as he went to my computer desk and took the flash drive. "I left it here last night." He told me before awkwardly slipping out of my room. "Have fun!"
I groaned as I heard the door shut.
These are one of the moments I regretted having roommates.
"I am so sorry." I told my mortified mate.
She giggled apprehensively. I could see her cheeks burning like fire.
"Um…we should probably get up." She told me.
I nodded my head. "Good idea." I said, moving off her body and watched her hop off the bed with her covers concealing her body as she walked into my bathroom.
I cussed as I rubbed my temples in frustration.
… …
Alex Mazzola
Last night was crazy!
It was the dreadful party Felicity threw for Nessie and oddly enough, it didn't blow up in flames. I could tell though that Nessie wasn't completely feeling it and she was more comfortable when Jake arrived. Girl's in love! It was cute.
Yeah! Shoot me! Alex actually has mushy side to her but really, come on, anyone with a blind eye could see that what Jake and Ness had was true love. They were so freaking adorable that it made me want to hurl.
Or maybe that's just my hangover.
Oh! Oh! Hey! I actually am getting better with the drinking. I only had a few of shots of tequila and cups of whiskey that only rendered me tipsy. Seth's 'looking at life as a glass half full and being more open to nature and the world' mindset is surely rubbing off. The tip he's on really got me seriously thinking about my future –I know, crazy! I've learned to be more open to people and not just snap at people. I've learned to be a more open-minded individual and not just see things from a realistic viewpoint. I've also learned to be more aware of people's feelings and be a little… um…nicer.
Although, I'm still working on the nice part.
Being away from Seth for all those months of summer, us briefly breaking up for all those months made me realize how much Seth meant to me. I didn't want to admit it to myself before –because I considered myself as pretty independent – but I really did need him in my life and not having him apart of it was unthinkable.
Oh god! All this romantic bull-crap is making me kinda sick! Think about something awful please! So I can get the taste of this lovey-dovey crap out of my head. I don't know! Like dead kittens or Donald Trump's disgusting face and terrible hairline like he got a haircut at quickie-cuts.
But it's okay, Alex! I mean who would take your drunk-off-your-ass-ass home safely and still tell you he loved you? What man in the world would still love you if all you have is a potty mouth and isn't ashamed about it? What kind of a man would love and respect your terrible habit of chewing your hair?
Who cares right?
This man is perfect and anyone would be lucky to be in love with him so why not embrace it?
Yep! Okay! It's official. I'm officially one of those hopeless romantic crazed girls on those stupid soppy chick flicks.
Crap.
I needed to dance to just take my mind off all of this.
I woke up the next morning with a start and hip in my step as I made my way to the basement. I placed my iPod on the tool counter and pressed play.
Some soft, gentle yet powerful contemporary music echoed the large space.
I exhaled a heavy breath as I began warming up before making a few small leaps and twirls.
As I continued dancing in complement to the contemporary for a couple more minutes, I heard a harsh tap on the basement door, causing me to flinch. I shot my head up, flipping my hair up to see my father standing by the door.
"You're awake." He confirmed.
"Uh, yeah! I'm sorry," I said as I stopped the music. "I—I just felt like dancing this morning."
"No. It's okay. You're really good, mi bambino." He said with a shocking, small smile of pride as he walked up to me.
My father and mother had never supported my love for dancing. I mean, they accepted it but never really encouraged me in so many words or ways. My father however was more accepting of it, he was the one who took me to my dance lessons as a kid and he didn't utter hurtful words like 'Dancing is for underachievers! You will never make a living out of it so put your sham of a dream to its misery' as my mother loved to say.
I mentally rolled my eyes.
I smiled back slightly.
He shook his head and cleared his throat. "Alexandra. I have noticed that you think you can make your own decisions by going to parties and getting inebriated in the process!" He began with his lectures.
I dropped my head down.
I knew the sweet moment my dad and I had would be short-lived.
Yep! After Seth dropped me off last night –more like this morning since I got home at 2am – I thought I was able to be a genius and sneak in without my parents noticing but then I got caught by my father who had been sitting in the living room all night waiting for my return.
I knew what that meant.
Lectures. Lectures. And more lectures.
All my life I've been sheltered with my parents knowing and anticipating my every move. I guess that's why I was rebellious and was able to outsmart my parents and be who I was with the façade of being the perfect Italian daughter.
"Need I remind you that you're not even eighteen yet and you're doing all these reckless things? Okay! You feel that you can do anything you want? You feel that you're an adult now, huh?"
"Papa, that's not –" I tried to argue.
"Okay! Let me give you a lesson on adulthood. Put these clothes on and meet me in the woods." He stated, dropping a pair of clothes on the floor.
I inhaled a deep breath. I grinded my teeth together, trying so hard to bite back my scream and retaliation.
My mother appeared and scowled me.
"What are you doing in here, Alexandra? I told you to stop your foolish acts you call dancing! Didn't I?" She shouted.
I sighed. "Yes, mama." I said with my head facing the ground.
"And Alessandro…" She said, glaring at my father before muttering something in Italian. "You're not taking our daughter out into the woods again? She's only going to run off and be even more reckless!"
I clenched my fists together.
"I am having a conversation with our daughter, Margareta! Give us some space!" He yelled out in anger.
She snarled at him. "I brought you cookies and milk." She said to me, placing the plate and glass on the counter.
"Thank you mom." I muttered, playing with my fingers.
She scoffed, giving me and my father the stink eye of scrutiny before walking away. When my dad was sure my mother was gone, he turned to me.
"Don't be late." He warned.
He soon disappeared just as my mother. When I heard the clicking of his shoes disappear up stairs, I exhaled a sigh and cursed.
… …
I got dressed into the clothes my dad told me to wear. Black leather tights, a tank top and a similar leather jackets with combat boots. I hiked along the forest fixed trails to where my dad told me he would be but when I noticed he wasn't in plain sight, I knew something wasn't right.
"Dad!" I exclaimed as I ran my eyes around the tree-infested woods. "Papi!" I echoed out.
"Alex?" I heard a similar voice to my father but it was much younger though. I spun around to see my brother crossing his way towards me. "What are you doing here?"
"Dad told me he wanted to show me something here. What are you doing here?" I asked Justin.
"Same," He replied.
I furrowed my eyebrows. This was weird.
"It was hard for dad to get my mother's permission to go out because we were supposed to go to church together so this better be important because you know how a pissed off Sofia looks." My brother mentioned.
"Mmhm." I simply replied.
"How could dad bring us here only to not be here?" He pointed out, looking around.
"Something's not right…" I stated as my eyes scrutinized our surroundings.
And as if to answer my thoughts, ten to fifteen men dropped to the ground from high above the trees, dressed in dark clothes and masks with weaponry in their custody.
"Uh oh! Uh oh…" My brother muttered, the men slowly approaching us. "This is not good!"
"Where did these ninjas come from?" I whispered as I backed up along with my brother but there was no way out of this because they had us every which way.
"What do we do?" He asked me.
I thought. There's only one thing we can do.
"We fight." I told him.
"Uh-um-uh-dub! What?!" He demanded. "Fight all these guys?" He laughed nervously as the ninja looking men came closer.
I shrugged. "Remember when we took karate and kickboxing?"
"That was ten years ago! And we only took it for like three months." He replied. "I'm sure I'm a little rusty."
I knew how to fight but I didn't know about my human brother.
Where's my bow and arrow when I need it?
"Yeah, well let's hope those three months paid off today." I said as I charged for one of them, throwing punches and kicks at him.
I ducked his shots and maneuvered my body around him, climbing on his back as I cracked his neck and kicking him to the ground, knocking him out instantly. I looked up to see my brother looking at me in amazement.
"Justin, watch out!" I yelped as one of the masked men charged for him.
I felt strong arms sneak from behind me and strangled my neck. I growled as I elbowed him in the gut before elbowing him in the face, automatically breaking his lock. I turned around and kicked him in the shins and nuts, causing him to groan and clutch his groin. I grabbed him by the head and kneed in the head before throwing my legs around his head and threw him to the ground.
Another masked man came my way as I shot up from the ground and I reacted by dribbling him to the gravel ground by the ankles and snatched the numhucks from his grasp.
When an intruder came running for me with a scream as effect, I snarled as I smacked his face with the chucks, ultimately watching him fall face first.
Two men with long swords charge for me. I widened my eyes as I began blocking the swords with the chucks and managed to kick one by the side. The man fell back slightly but soon recuperated and came for me and I was fighting to men.
With one of the men, I rumbled as I flew my leg into the air and knocking the sword out of his grasp. I fired a forward kick to his chest, throwing him to the ground. I moved my focus onto the other man moving towards with me with the sword.
My eyes bulged. This was my end! I wasn't going to be able to cheat this death.
But then out of the blue, my brother kicked the man, causing him to stumble and fall. Justin began throwing kicks and punches to the man.
I was shocked. When did my brother learn how to fight like that? My dad never mentioned ever giving my brother training?
I was wheezing uncontrollably as I briefly watched my brother before attacking the rest of the men.
When we managed to knock all the men down, Justin and I were brought back to life by the sound of slow, intimidating applause.
I spun around to see my father, uncle and aunt all sauntering their way over to us.
"I've got to give it you my bambinos. That was quite good," Alessandro mentioned. "But it good won't cut it,"
"Dad! What the hell is this?" I demanded.
"Your lesson." He stated. "This is how the world will look like when you leave your parents care, when you head into the real world. Things will be coming at you like ninjas." He said, gesturing to the men getting up off the ground. "Now I can give you advice on how to overcome these obstacles, but you have to start listening to me."
I pursed my lips together.
"Dad, what's going on?" Justin questioned.
Alessandro snarled. "Don't act like you don't know, boy! I know it was you the other night in the woods." He stated.
Justin kept quiet.
Justin knew? He knew that our dad –we were hunters?
"Now!" He sighed, his middle-aged imperfection caught up to him and he was gasping for air –even though he was probably the healthiest forty something year old I knew.
"I want you two to be cautious of who you befriend. Especially those trendy little friends of yours. I want you two to stop being friends with that vampire girl. Do you understand? I know we've made a truce with the family but it doesn't mean they will not easily break it and I will not put my children on the firing line. With that being said, if I ever see or suspect you crossed paths with that young hybrid, I will be forced to perform drastic measures." He warned before he and his henchmen walked off.
My uncle Tony snickered. "Your dad's a meathead I know kids but nice work." He said, punching my arm lightly.
My aunt nodded her head before she followed both her brothers' trails.
I glanced back at Justin who held on an angered expression.
My father was ridiculous! But he sure was scary. He seemed pretty true to his words but I am true to mine.
And I had no reason to see Nessie or her family as threats.
But then what my father said got me thinking, am I truly being naïve?
"Aunt Sandy?" I called for her after my brother followed my father and uncle.
"Yes, kiddo?" She smiled as she came up to me.
"Why's dad all worked up by this?" I asked.
She sighed, glancing back at the men before turning to me.
"There's a sort of code or protocol that hunters have to follow or undergo when it comes to vampires. That we don't befriend or even form alliances with a vampire or else there would be some serious consequences with the Main Huntsmen. We clearly already broke a few of those rules." She said, cocking an eyebrow.
"Why? What will happen if you befriend a vampire?" I asked.
She sighed. "I don't know…"
"Aunt Sandy." I pleaded.
She looked at me. "If any member of the hunters gets bitten by a vampire…" She began but she stopped herself midsentence and shook her head. "You know what, your dad is best to tell you this."
When my aunt walked away, I then realized something.
There was a lot more I don't know.
… …
My family and I all rallied around the dining room table, devouring the Italiana and other courses my mother prepared for the family.
"Mmm…Marg. This food is heaven!" My uncle mentioned. Mom faked a smile. "Don't tell me you cooked the potatoes in the slow-cooker?"
She shrugged. "What do you think, Anthony?" She smirked.
My father snarled, spitting out some bones.
I glanced at my brother beside me as I picked at my food. My father and mother's relationship had never been perfect but lately they've been fighting a lot, a lot more than they usually do. It got me thinking that maybe they were heading to a divorce soon.
Like most kids from divorced families, you'd think I'd be completely crushed by it but both my parents were assholes and crazy so I knew they were bound to clash. But to some extent, I wasn't thrilled to be the one caught up in the middle.
Some days I couldn't just wait till I'm eighteen so I can just escape this hellhole!
"Please stop discussing the food and rather just eat it." My father said in a seething tone as his eyes narrowed to his younger brother and wife –soon to be ex.
Anthony kept quiet whilst my mom smiled slyly as she popped a forkful of pasta in her mouth.
Alessandro moved his eyes onto Justin and me.
"How's school going?" He asked as he popped food into his mouth.
"It's good." I simply replied.
"Yep. Great." Justin added as he annoyingly cut off his steak.
"And your grades?" He asked.
Dammit!
Why? Why? Why?
I was never an acclaimed geek like Cullen or Stone, I mean I barely pushed a C average but my father had high expectations even though he despised the education system.
"They're okay. I got a B+ for my Geography test." I told my dad.
He nodded his head, slightly impressed.
"Your teacher's…uh, Mr. Seawater right?" He asked.
"It's Clearwater." I corrected, slightly angered that someone would mispronounce or even forget such a beautiful last name.
"Oh, well. I'm interested in meeting him at the Parent-Teacher Conference Meeting next week." He said.
I took a sip of my water to calm my nerves.
"Do you like him?" He questioned.
My heart almost stopped.
"What?"
"Your teacher. Do you like him?" He expressed.
"Uh, yeah! Sure! Hey, Aunt Sandy. Can you pass me the salad?" I asked. She handed me the bowl and I hastily began dishing out.
"What about you, Justin? How's Hockey going?" My father asked.
Justin chuckled. "Goes to show how uninvolved and uninterested you are in our lives, it's not Hockey, it's Hurling."
Alessandro sighed and ignored him slightly. "Hmm…"
"I don't know much about Hurling. What is it?" My aunt asked him.
"It's a lot like Field Hockey but the stick is a lot different in shape for one, it's aerodynamic and pretty much shaped like a boomerang at the tip and we can use small round pucks or balls." He pointed out. "And the gameplay is a lot different too. It's basically hockey, soccer and lacrosse all rolled in one with the intensity of basketball."
I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket. I pulled it out to see a message from Seth.
You busy right now?
Seth
I grinned.
Ugh! Family dinner but I'd much rather go to hell to be honest. I replied.
"Alexandra Mazzola!" My mother scolded. I looked up. "Put your phone away! It's dinner time. You know the rules."
"Yes, mom." I said, placing my phone on the table.
"Hurling sounds pretty dangerous." Aunt Sandy said.
"Hell yeah!" Uncle Tony laughed. "I remember the game I saw once back when you were a sophomore. You're great, kid!"
Justin laughed. "Thanks,"
"When's your next game?" He probed.
My phone buzzed. I looked up to notice my mom not paying attention. I quickly snatched my phone from the table and hid it underneath as I began reading the message.
"Uh…in a couple of weeks. It's a scrimmage between Sunset High before we qualify for the state championship games." He said.
Tony nodded his head.
I rolled my eyes as I moved my focus from my family to the text.
What if I told you I could put you out of your misery? He wrote.
I frowned.
That'd be awesome!
I'd say you are my guardian angel! But how will you do that? I can't exactly sneak out. I replied.
You can do it. I mean, you've done it before. Think of something.
I raised an eyebrow as I jerked my head up to see my family conversing.
Meet me in the woods in fifteen minutes. Our spot. He simply told me.
I smiled as I shoved my phone into my pocket.
"Uh…Justin?" I whispered. He leaned his head in. "I can't stay here. I need to sneak out. Will you cover for me?" I asked.
"What? How the hell am I supposed to do that?" He demanded.
I shrugged. "I don't know! Think of something stupid. Just for a couple of minutes."
He sighed reluctantly. "You better owe me for it. And I mean pay up."
I smiled. "Thanks, brother." I said before shooting up from my seat with my dish. "Excuse me. I'm going to use the bathroom and be in my room, is anyone done?"
"Oh! No. Thanks, baby." Aunt Sandy said to me.
I smiled as I slipped out of my seat, patting my brother's shoulder before walking to the kitchen to wash up my dish.
When I heard my brother bring up some stupid topic, I took that as a sign to slip out the kitchen door without a sound.
I slipped my beanie over my dyed black hair and I pulled my phone out to text him.
On my way. I told him before smiling brightly.
I hopped onto my old bike and kicked off the stand before cycling down the neighborhood.
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I reached the part in the woods that overlooked the town's lights and where the moon was at its peak. I used my phone as light to look for him in the heavy darkness.
"Seth!" I called. "Seth, you here?"
"Right here." I heard his jolly voice mumble from behind me, causing me to yelp and startle up. He laughed.
"Way to sneak up on people!" I pointed out.
He smiled. "Sorry,"
I couldn't help but return it as I gazed my eyes into his dark brown ones. I bit my lip as I gripped him by the collar of his shirt.
"Sneaking around to see each other in the middle of the night?" I snickered as I moved closer to him. "I like it."
"I just really wanted to see you today." He told me as he rested his hands on my hips. "How are things back at home?"
I sighed. "Don't ask. It was literally physical torture. If you didn't text me at the nick of time you did, I'd probably be dead."
He smiled as I inclined his head down to lay his lips on mine in a gentle, loving and welcoming kiss. I drew my lips from his to pucker up my lips against his.
"I missed kissing you." I told him.
"Mmhm. I know." He joked. "I do too. How did you sneak it out?"
"My brother covered for me. God! It was so much easier when I didn't care what everyone thought about me." I said, worrying about my father finding out I'm missing.
"I feel you. Caring is like a kiss of death." He joked.
I smiled as I pecked his lips briefly.
He smirked.
"Let's sit here." He said, gesturing to ground beneath our feet.
I nodded as I immediately collapsed onto the ground and crossed my legs whilst he followed, sitting down with his legs spread and having his hands and arms to support him.
"My dad gave me punishment for coming home late and drunk last night." I told him.
He made a sound. "How did that go?"
"I almost got attacked by ten plus men." I told him. He narrowed his eyes at me. I could see his eyes of concern and anger on display. "It's not what you think. They didn't even put up a fight so don't worry."
He shook his head. "Your dad…" He stopped himself and I just laughed, knowing exactly what he meant.
"Yeah. I know." I said.
"And the thought that I have to meet him tomorrow really isn't sitting well with me either." He pointed out.
I glanced over to him, fiddling with the hem of my silky dress shirt. I watched as he fixed his gaze towards the horizon in thought, his facial expression indescribable.
I sighed as I stared down at my fingers.
I had never been the comforting type before but I guess ever since I met Seth, I was slowly open up to it.
It's not like I'm a stone-cold hearted snake but really I just…I just closed myself off ever since the last time I opened myself up to someone. The last time I ever opened myself up to a guy, I almost got killed.
And so did he.
"Everything will be fine. You don't have to win him over, I mean for all he knows you're purely just my teacher." I said to him.
"Well it's not easy to just look at it that way. I am meeting your father, someone close to you and in the future if I ever have the opportunity I'd ask him for your hand –"
"Whoa! Hold your horses. I'm just a kid. I'm not ready for the whole wedlock thing just yet." I joked.
He sighed. "I'm talking about the future," He told me.
I couldn't answer that question.
"My father isn't someone you'd like to impress." I simply replied, staring right at him. "I didn't grow up in a perfect, loving, happy family like you, Seth."
Seth sighed as he turned to me. "My father died when I was only fourteen. You at least have all your parents."
"Yeah, not when they don't love me at all and now want a divorce." I chuckled. His eyes widened.
"Alex –"
"And I have to go through living with them for eighteen years! Watching them bicker and tear each other apart, letting them ruin my life and strip my childhood from me. You know, I look at other families who have nothing but each other and I just envy them." I told him, my eyes watering. "Is it normal to have parents who don't support your dreams and encourage you to follow them? Is it normal for a mom to constantly throw hurtful remarks about you? Is it normal if your mother to hire a sex-offender to attack her own daughter to 'teach her a lesson'? Is it normal for a kid to hate their parents? Because if it isn't please give me a solution."
"Alex, I had no idea." Seth wheezed.
I shrugged. "Yeah, well…"
"You got attacked?" He rasped, anger building up in his voice.
"It was dinosaur years ago, Seth."
"But it left a mark on you, didn't it?" He stated. "Who was the guy?"
I sighed. "I don't even remember him! Look it doesn't even matter anymore. The damage is done. What I'm saying is…you can't exactly blame me for resenting my family."
Seth fell quiet for a while before replying to my statement.
"Well, you only have a couple more months left." He said.
I chuckled, wrapping my arms around his arm and laid my head against his shoulders.
"Counting the hours and minutes till that day." I replied.
He pressed his lips on my head, leaving them there for the rest of time we sat there in comfortable silence.
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A/N: [I should really stop with these long chapters] Now that was a cute Alex and Seth moment, am I right? #Slex! #Mazzwater. I wanted to go into depth on Alex's life in this chapter and there's a lot more you need to know about her and how she is the way she is today. I hope you enjoyed it!
And let's talk about the morning after with Nessie and Jake…#NoWords
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I've had a lot of time to write a couple of chapters for this story so I'll be updating a lot more often however, since my baby's got the flu, I might not update until he gets better so just a heads up, expect an update sometime next week.