Chapter 5

Sorry it's taken me so long, but I'm a busy person. I got to it now, so what does it matter?

From last chappie:

Jacob crossed the room, one foot in front of the other, muscles glistening. I couldn't get the dream out of my head. All I knew was that Edward was stroking the top of my head, and I was happy. But Jacob was making me nervous.

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Apparently, Jacob called Carlisle and explained his situation. Billy would just be there for some extra caution. Carlisle agreed to drive Jacob to our house, let Jacob and Billy stay for three hours, and then Carlisle would drive them back home. The "situation" was not clear, and it would call for some explanation on Jake's part. Edward and Jake had been talking now for quite some time. My arms started to ache from having them wrapped around Edward's back, from the front. And the middle of my chest hurt. Probably from either Jake's staring or the muscles having been stretched. I released my grip, and pulled Edward's arms down and placed them on my middle section he talked to Jake and I listened.

"Well, wolf, you said you had some reason for coming here, and since your time is almost up here, I suggest you do what you need to do. And, by the way, what is it you need to do?" Edward asked mockingly. I nudged him with my elbow and shot him a be nice look.

"I wanted to speak with Bella, about an . . . uhm . . . pressing issue," Jake managed to pull together, "Alone if you don't mind."

"Although I am apposed to it, and I don't suggest leaving you two alone, for fear of Bella's safety, it is Bella you wish to speak with, not me, so you may if she concurs."

Jake snarled lowly at the comment about my safety. "She is better off with me than any of you bloodsuc…your kind. What with possible vampire nemeses on the prowl."

I nodded and released Edward's hand, giving it a light kiss as he stepped away. He looked at me for a quick moment with a forlorn expression, but then looked back over at Jake with a serious face. Edward tapped his watch to remind Jake that his ride would be here soon. Jake passed me and closed to door, until Edward was on the other side, in another world.

"Bella," Jake whispered. He looked at me, and placed a warm hand upon my shoulder. I looked back at him. He embraced me with a hug, intense, but human esq. strength. His arms wrapped completely around my sides, and back up to his back. I was so taken aback by this that I just stood there, until he started to shake.

Was Jake actually . . . crying?

And he was. I felt the shoulder of my shirt become dotted with liquid. His embrace became stronger, and his fingers started to grip the fabric of my shirt. I hugged him still closer, patted his back, like my mother used to do, and whispered into his ear.

"Jake, what's wrong? It'll all be okay…Shhh."

He trembled there in my arms for minutes on end. Finally, he started to clam down, and began to release his grip. I, however, did not let go. He pulled away. His face was red, and pain stricken. I placed a hand upon his shoulder, and sat him down on the floor. We sat in silence for a while, but then I asked my question again.

"Jake, what just happened? Are you alright?" I asked. My face showed pity and sadness, with a hint of a half smile.

He crossed his legs, and put his elbows in his knees as he held up his face with his fists. Jake uncrossed his legs, leaned forward, and touched my out stretched hand. I turned my palm upward, and held his hand in mine. His abnormally warm skin made my fingertips tingle.

"Jake," I said softly, "You can really tell me anything."

"I know, Bella, I know." He sighed. "Bella, for the past few nights, I've been having, a dream. And I'm scared, I really am."

Jake continued his description, and more and more, I realized, Jake was describing the same dream I have had. Except, for his ominous voice. The once he described was light and feathery. It said to him, well, he never got to say what it said to him, because Carlisle's horn was blaring in the street.

We heard the music stop, and we rose to our feet. Being the klutz I am, I tripped over a protruding nail of the floorboard, twisted, and tripped. Jake caught me an inch from the floor, and set me down on my feet, about a half a foot from him. I reached my hand up to his cheek and brushed away a remaining tear from his eye. He brushed his fingers against my chin, and tilted it upward. He lowered his face to mine. His warm lips pressed softly against mine.

I turned my head away, and took his hand. I opened the door for him, and let go of his hand. Jake walked down the steps, and out the doorway. I took Edward's hand, as I used the other to wave good-bye to Billy and Jake as they climbed into Carlisle's car. I waved slightly to the darkened driver's door, as I knew Carlisle would want some credit.

I walked Edward out to his car, and said a long lonely farewell.

"Until later, ma' dear. Leave your window open." Edward reminded me.

How could I not?