"Bella is that you?" Jacobs's groggy voice protruded through the darkness.
"No this is your worse nightmare." I couldn't help but giggle "who else would it be?" I shot back a little too loudly.
"Shhh are you trying to wake my dad?" he looped his arms around my waist and yanked me into the room where we both collided to the floor.
"Ouch! Shit, could you have pulled me any harder?" I swear sometimes Jacob didn't know his own strength.
"Wait a sec, are you drunk Bells?" he was rubbing the side of his head where my knee landed.
"Who me? No." I grinned "well maybe just a little." That was a lie, the truth was I had been drinking most of the night, but he didn't need to know that.
"It's been two weeks Bella. At some point you have to realize he made his decision and he's not coming back." He got to his feet and plopped down on his bed, scooting over to make room for me.
I turned my back on him and peeked out of the window. I hid the tears that treated to expose me. I hated crying in front of Jacob, feeling vulnerable and open. I scarcely ever cried in front of him, but ever since Edward picked up and left I was like a big blubbering baby.
"How can you even say that to me? You of all people should know what I have gone through" I turned to face him, staring him down, feeling the urge to either hit him or… or… or hit him.
"How can YOU still defend the leech?" he took a step closer, hand clenched into tight fists.
"This was a mistake, I should have never expected to understand." I turned on him, threw one leg over the windowsill beginning to climb down. Jacob's hand gentle clamped down on my elbow willing me not to leave.
"Wait, don't go. Look I was a jerk, I shouldn't have said that." I turned my heard around to look at him while shrugging my arm out of his grip. "Just please don't leave." He waited gauging my reaction and when I didn't speak he continued. "At least wait until you're not so drunk."
I puffed out a long breath "Goodbye Jacob" and with that I disappeared into the darkness.
The shrill piercing ring of the phone pulled me back to reality. Still clutching the washcloth at the fresh cut, now bleeding slightly less. "Shit" I flung myself down stairs reaching the just in time. "Hello" I panted out of breath.
"Bells?" it was Charlie, checking up on me I'm sure.
"Hey Charlie old boy" I snickered rolling my eyes. That had been the nickname I had given him, I thought it suited him well. He didn't seem to like it so much.
"Are you ok? You sound out of breath."
"Oh yeah I'm just peachy. Sorry bout that I was upstairs and I had my music on." I lied but I couldn't tell him what I was really up to, he'd have a cow if he only knew what was really going on.
"Oh. Well did you happen to get my message?" he asked but before I could respond he added "I will probably swing by after work to change my clothes and then we could leave."
That's right dinner at the Blacks tonight. I really wasn't in much of a mood to see Jacob yet, especially after just having that flashback. I was still angry and upset with him. I had a right to be mad at him, he was supposed to be my best friend and I went their that night for support and someone to lean on, not get criticized.
"Hello kiddo, you still there?"
"Oh yeah, about that well you see I was wondering if I could skip it?"
"What do you mean skip it?" he asked annoyed
"You heard me. I have a ton of homework that I wanted to start on tonight." He was probably going to bring up the fact that it was Friday and that I had the whole weekend to get it done.
"Bells it's Friday, you have the whole weekend to start your homework. How about if you drive yourself and stay just for dinner then you can leave, deal?" if I refused this option too then he would definitely piece together that something was off.
I hesitated a moment, leaning my head against the wall. "Deal"
I dreaded the entire drive over to Jacob's, I was thankful once again that my truck only maxed 55mph. It gave me some time to think of what I wanted to say to him, or how to even approach him. It had been almost a year since I had seen him; I had talked to him on the phone once or twice but I had always kept it brief.
I pulled up in front of the Blacks' house; it was a small wooden place with narrow windows, the red paint making it resemble a tiny barn. I idled for a bit before gathering up enough courage to get out of my truck. "You could do this Bella. You could do this." I encouraged myself aloud. "What are you so afraid of?" ok now I felt silly for talking to myself, but honestly what was I so afraid of? The possibility that Jacob could be right about Edward, that he really wasn't coming back. I shook that thought right out of my head, just when a loud tap came at my window. It startled me making me yelp. I stammered out of my truck almost falling on my face but two strong hands saved me the embarrassment. I righted myself standing awkwardly twisting my hands in one another.
"Thanks" I raised my eyebrows biting on my lower lip; I had no idea what to say to him.
"No problem" he ran his bulky hand through his hair twisting it through his fingers. Until finally pulling out a rubber band from his hip pocket and wound it around the long black bundle. His excited grin stretched wide across his face, the bright teeth standing in vivid contrast against his deep russet color skin. He opened his mouth as if to say something else but in that same instant closed it.
"Well we should probably get inside before it starts raining again." I raised my head to glance at the sky, it had stopped raining on the way over here, but it wouldn't last long.
"Dinner's not quite ready yet, we can go hang in the garage like old times." He seemed eager to spend time alone with me
I shrugged my shoulder "Alright." I had him lead the way even though I knew exactly where it was. We had spent most of the summer in there after Edward had left. We walked around the house through a thick stand of trees and shrubbery that concealed his garage from the rest of the house. It wasn't really a garage; it was more like a couple of sheds bolted together with their interior walls knocked out.
His 1986 Volkswagen Rabbit was parked under the cover of the home made garage. I remember coming over to watch him work relentlessly on it, I would come keep him company and we would joke about our ages and who was mentally older. Now it was complete and I have to admit it looked amazing, he really knew his way with fixing up old cars.
"So how have you been Bella?" he leaned down to reach in his blue cooler that he kept in here stocked with sodas and handed me one. I took it and rolled it between my hands nervously.
"I've been busy with school." I chuckled and he looked at me like I had lost it. "Well I should say I've been busy trying not to blend in at school."
"Well at least I know after all this time, your attitude hasn't changed much." Now it was his turn to bark out a laugh, he elbowed me in the ribs raising his eyebrows.
"What has Jacob Black been up to?" I asked with a little acidity thrown in.
"Well… Aw hey I was just kidding Bells." He obviously heard the change in my voice
"I was just asking you the same question you bestowed upon me." I threw him a fake smile.
"Hey listen I actually wanted to talk to you about something" he took a deep breath and looked me square in the eyes, he looked nervous about something and I couldn't tell what it was. He moved over to sit next to me and leaned somewhat to where the tips of our noses where almost touching. "I am really sorry about the way we left things between us."
I started to breathe a little heavier; I didn't quite understand why he needed to sit so close to apologize. But at the same time I didn't exactly back away either. "I'm sorry too." And before I knew what happened next we were both moving a little closer until our lips meshed together.