A Jacob Black Story (unfinished), Anoymous [ebook reader that looks like a book .txt] 📗

walking.
He looked at me attentively. His eyes were dark brown, almost a black colour. I could feel a deep connection between us and no one could break it. He lifted his hand up my arm, not breaking eye contact. His rubbed my bruise softly, his warm hands heating the icy surface of my skin. I shudder at the sudden temperature rise and then he placed his right hand along my cheekbone. My pink shades of bitterness upon my cheek soon turned to the shades of a warm fluster.
I just left my arms limp, resting on the counter top.
He moved his head forward. Our lips connected again. Warm shocks of electricity journeyed through me. Shudders appeared all around my body again. His lips caressed mine. I couldn't help but melt.
We disconnected our lips and he leant back to view my face. He smiled at me and I smiled back. I could tell that the truce was made. We went outside and sat on the porch because we heard noises in Jacob’s dad’s room and Jake said we shouldn’t disturb him.
It was cold outside and I started shivering. I tried to get close to Jake.
“Do you want to go into the garage?” He asked. “I have a plug-in heater and that should be better than hanging around outside here”
I couldn’t have agreed quicker. I linked my arm into his as we walked over on the crunchy, pale grass. We chattered lightly and when we got into Jake’s garage he flipped on the heater and I sat right in front of it. Jake laughed at me but I didn’t care; my toes needed warming immediately.
Jake sat next to me and rested his weight on his right arm which made evidently made him closer to me. I snuggled up to him and his warm skin heated me up straight away. We chatted some more and the light from outside became stronger as we sat there.
We didn’t know what the time was. We sat together undisturbed for what felt like hours. Then Jake’s dad called from his house.
“Do you want to stay for breakfast?” Jake asked. We had left the garage and we were walking across the now dewy grass to Jake’s house.
“Sure” I agreed. “I might need to ring my parents since they might have noticed I’m gone”
Jake smiled and opened his front door. Billy was greeted with a shock when I walked through the door.
“Oh!” he gasped. “I didn’t know you were here Beth” He was making toast when I entered the kitchen.
“Yeah, well I wanted to talk to Jake” I smiled and then looked at Jacob who was smiling at me.
“Do you want me to make you some toast while you call your parents?” he asked. I nodded then I started to look round his house for the phone. Jake pointed at it and I walked across the room and dialed my home number.
I only rang once.
“Beth! Beth!” my mum shouted down the phone.
“Yeah, what’s wrong” I asked. There should have been a simple explanation on why she was shouting.
“Beth where the hell are you?” she shouted again.
“I’m round Jake’s place, please calm down” I explained. I looked over at Jake and he was watching me with rapt eyes, like he was watching every millimeter move I made. He couldn’t have looked more in a trance. I couldn’t help but smile.
“What the hell are you doing there?” she yelled again.
“I had to … talk to Jake, uh, about something” I answered.
“Ok” she began. “Well, are you having breakfast there?”
“Yes, I am. And I’ll get Jake to take me home when I have finished talking to him”
“Ok, well, I’ll see you later then” and then she hung up. I put the phone down and went back into the kitchen.
Jake had my toast ready on a plate and he handed me the butter. I spread the butter in my toast and Jake beckoned that we’d go in his room.
It was down the little hall of their house. I looked back at Jake’s dad and he was staring at us vacantly. I entered his room after Jake.
It was relatively small. The huge king-sized bed took up most of the room and then adjacent to the door way was a medium chest of drawers with a T.V on it. He sat up on the edge of his bed and turned on his T.V.
I joined him and crossed my legs. We munched on our toast whilst watching the oh-so-classis Friends. We didn’t say anything, the silence was unbearable and I liked talking to Jake. His deep, husky voice soothed my insides. Jake finished his toast way before I did.
“You ok there?” he asked, with a grin. He looked down at my food and then back up at me.
“Yeah, I’m good” I looked back at him. “Do you wanna piece?”
“Nah, it’s cool” he sighed.
“Seriously, I’m not that hungry and it’s gunna go to waste otherwise” I offered again.
“Ok, fine” He chuckled. “If I have to”
He picked up the piece of toast off my plate and chomped on it furiously. He must have been hungry, even though he already had four pieces already.
I smiled out of the corner of my eye. Just watching him be is one of the best views. He is so strikingly handsome it’s unreal. But then, at that point I just realized that I was still my Snoopy pajama bottoms. I suddenly felt really uncomfortable and I could also feel my cheeks turning a light red shade.

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Publication Date: 12-11-2011

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