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Jacob	By : EvaBrick Category: Twilight Series > Het F > Bella/Jacob Views: 9268 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Graduation kinda sucked. We got our diplomas at a ceremony in the school gym, and my parents had clapped for me and taken lots of pictures of me in my robes. They got a couple of me and Jake before he disappeared with the other guys to change into their native costumes. Jake was amazing at the pow-wow, dancing with feathers in his long hair in a circle around the drums. I couldn’t take my eyes off him, and neither could any of the other girls. Bert kept looking at me through the crowd, which weirded me out a little. He’d asked me to go to the bonfire with him, but I’d politely told him no. I didn’t tell him that if I couldn’t go with Jake, then I didn’t want to go with anyone.
Jacob and his friends danced for hours; they never seemed to get tired, and I finally realized that all of the dancers were werewolves. My parents didn’t know that though, and they were amazed at the dancers’ stamina and strength. I was glad my folks were able to get along for a few days so I could have a normal family life while I graduated.
Billy kept dabbing at his eyes when he thought no one was looking. He was so proud of Jacob. Jake was going to stay on the reserve and take a two-year mechanic’s course in town. Billy couldn’t have been happier. I’d been accepted into a few places, but I didn’t know what I was going to do. Dad told me to get a job and take a couple of courses on the internet until I made up my mind; it sounded like a good idea to me.
Eventually, most people went home and the graduates went down to the beach and lit a huge fire. I gave my diploma to Mom to take home and I when no one was looking, I slipped away and wandered off down the beach away from everyone else. They were all having such a good time and I just felt lonely. I was a little afraid of being truly alone for the first time in nearly a year, with no werewolf guardian watching over me, but at the same time I knew that Edward wouldn’t break the treaty by coming to LaPush.
The thought of Edward made my skin prickle and not in a good way. I was afraid of him now, afraid of the vampires, afraid of myself for having been so stupid. I wondered if he ever thought of me and if he’d ever come back. I hoped not. I wandered around for a long time, just thinking, and then in a silly moment, I sat down in the sand and made a little fort with seashell decorations and a driftwood bridge over a little moat. I tried to make it look like the beautiful teepee that the teachers had set up for the pow-wow. For a moment, I wished I lived in LaPush where I felt safe all the time, but I knew I was pushing my luck, thinking thoughts like that. After today, I didn’t really have much of an excuse to be here anymore, since school was over. I wasn’t a native and I wasn’t entitled to live on the reservation. I could visit Jake, but he’d be at school and wouldn’t be around much anymore... so tonight was kinda it.
I could hear everyone singing and laughing around the fire. Sound travels so easily over the water. I wondered if Jake was looking for me, but I knew he probably wasn’t, not with all the other girls fighting for him. After a while, I noticed that the voices were getting faint and when I looked at my watch and saw how late it was, I figured that they were heading home. I stood and wandered slowly back to where the fire was. Everyone was gone, but they’d left blankets and towels behind to get picked up in the morning when it was bright enough to see. I sat down by the fire and cuddled into one of the blankets that had been left behind. It wasn’t cold, but the extra warmth was comforting. I threw an extra stick on the fire and the flames crackled and rose higher. It was relaxing and I lay down, snuggling into the blankets as I looked out at the reflection of the flickering light on the waves that rolled up onto the shore. My eyelids felt heavy and I shut them, deciding that if I did want to fall asleep, then there was no better place than here, surrounded by werewolves. My mind started to drift like the vast water in front of me and then I was gone, dreaming of Jake, dancing in the firelight. The Jake who danced through my head was different, somehow. He was more aware of me, like he really cared about me again. I wanted to reach out and touch his creamy olive skin, but the fire was always between us. I dreamed that someone was next to me, gently throwing more wood on the fire, and pulling the blankets up around my shoulders to keep me warm. When I woke up, it was still dark, the fire was still strong, and the pile of spare wood was much smaller. Someone had been there.
“Jake?” I called, sitting up. It could have been anyone, but I wanted it to be him. I really didn’t want it to be Bert. I jumped when I heard the footsteps behind me; they weren’t human. I turned and watched a large, black wolf circling around behind me, watching me, stalking me. It walked behind the fire and then Jacob appeared on the other side, like I’d seen in my dream. He was completely naked and the firelight flickered over the muscle lines in his arms, his chest, his stomach, his thighs. The paint markings from the pop-wow still covered his arms, torso, and face. He looked dangerous and wild. It sent shivers through my whole body.
“Hey Bells,” he said, moving to sit next to me. I passed him a towel and he wrapped it around his waist, covering himself.
“Hey Jacob,” I said, blushing. “You uh, forgot your pants.”
“At least I didn’t forget to come to the bonfire,” he said. “Where were you?” He looked at the flames, not at me.
“I guess I went for a walk,” I said. “I like it here.” Jacob reached a muscular arm out and threw another stick on the fire. I still couldn’t get my head around the fact that I’d seen him naked. It wasn’t like the time I’d accidentally seen my dad get out of the shower and it wasn’t like looking at the pictures in our biology text. “Jake?” I said, tentatively. He was frowning.
“I waited for you,” he said. “I waited for hours. I thought you’d gone home without saying anything to me.”
“I figured you were busy,” I said. “Y’know, with all the girls trying to sit near you.” Jacob turned around to look at me and then he was leaning forward and his face was inches away from mine.
“Everyone at LaPush has forgiven you,” he said. “Your parents have forgiven you. Billy’s forgiven you. I’ve forgiven you, Bells.” I shuddered as I could feel his breath ghosting over my face. “Why can’t you forgive yourself?” He leaned away from me and settled himself back on his elbows, looking out to the ocean. I lay down on my side and watched him, quietly.
“You were beautiful at the pow-wow,” I said.
He smiled and looked down at me. “Thanks,” he said. “It was fun.” His eyes grazed over me for a moment and I wished that he would touch me, but he just looked back out at the water again.
“Jacob,” I said, and my voice faltered.
“Yeah?” he responded.
“I really miss you,” I told him. “I’m so lonely without you.”
“So what are you gonna do about it?” he asked. His brown eyes left the fire to burn into mine; his pupils were so dark... he still had his wolf’s eyes.
“I don’t know,” I whispered. I sifted a pile of sand through my hands and wished I had some tears left to cry. What did he want from me?
Beside me, Jacob laughed. “You’re never going to come to me, are you?” he said.
“What?” I asked, turning to look at him.
Jacob cocked his head to one side and smiled sadly at me. “I’m not going to chase you anymore, Bells, and I don’t want you to chase me. I’ve told you what I can offer you and I’ve told you how I feel about you, but I won’t chase you anymore. I’ve laid everything on the table and if you want it, it’s all yours.” He sat up and tossed a softwood log on the fire, which let out loud crackles and bright sparks, then he settled himself back on his elbows.
“I don’t know what to do,” I breathe, nervously. “I messed everything up so badly...”
“Bells,” Jacob cut in. He sounds tense. “You’re not listening.” He sighs, shakes his head, then looks me in the eyes. “If you want me, I’m right here, right next to you, and I always have been.”
Very slowly, so slowly that I hardly feel myself moving, I slip my fingers out from under the blanket and I find Jacob’s hand in the sand. I stroke his strong fingers and thread them through mine. He squeezes my hand gently and I can feel loose grains of sand trapped between our palms. I almost pull my hand back, but his grip is so reassuring that I find myself leaning down on my side, propped up on my elbow. My face is only a few inches from his and he’s smiling a funny little smile that I’ve never seen before. I wish he’d kiss me, but somehow, I know he’s serious about what he said and that he never will. I made a mess of things and I have to be the one to fix it. Jacob’s eyes had returned to their human state, but as he looks at me, with the warm, yellow light dancing over his painted skin, they go dark and wild again. I let my eyes close and my lips find his softer ones and I press the sweetest kiss I have against his mouth. I pull away for a second and I’m smiling and he’s smiling and then I’m kissing him again. This time he kisses back. He lies back on the sand and I follow him. My hair flows down over my shoulder like a curtain and melds with his longer, darker hair in the sand. I’m lying half on top of him and his hands ghost over my back as he kisses me more deeply. Jacob grabs me and rolls us over so that his strong body covers me almost completely. I can feel something hard pressing into my hip and the thought makes me shiver.
“I love you, Jacob,” I tell him as he kisses my neck. I can see his bare back... and bare backside in the firelight. I’d forgotten that he was naked and I giggle.
Jacob’s head snaps up in surprise, then he smiles. “That’s such a beautiful sound,” he breathes into my mouth. “I love you so much, Bells. I’ve loved you since we made mud pies.”
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