A/N: Is it Tuesday? No? Well darn. School and life in general are kicking my butt and taking up all the time I used to have. This chapter is a bit sucky/boring but it leads to the excitement of Day6 which I'm already excited to write. I realized some of the days may be a bit bleghh because it's in a day to day format and every single day isn't that exciting, at least not realistically. But anyways I'll stop rambling hope you still enjoy this chapter!

Warning: Underage drinking, slight lime, and as usual random cursing because they wouldn't be my favorite wolves without a whole lot of unnecessary cursing.

Disclaimer: SM owns all things Twilight, I just get to play with them for a little while…

Day5:Breakfast Burritos & Root Beer

Leah stood in the middle of her special place in the forest with her eyes closed, completely nude, but that wasn't anything new. She was listening to the sounds and taking in the scent of the night air around her as she waited. She could hear the chirping of crickets, the far off call of birds flying off towards a warmer place, the echo of ocean waves beating at the rocky shore a far distance away. Things she probably wouldn't have been able to hear in the warm summer night if she were not dreaming.

Opening her eyes she looked up at the full moon with the constellations twinkling above. She could smell herself along with lavender, lilacs, and roses, infused with grass and wood. It felt as though her other senses were heightened without him here. All of it washed over and through her offering her a sense of peace.

"Leah." She felt a warm gust of wind brush past her neck.

Reaching up to touch the nape of her neck, she inhaled sharply at the unexpected warmth that lingered there. She wasn't surprised when she felt a soft touch similar to a pulsating kiss against her fingers

Instinctively, she turned, searching, but was met with nothing but darkness. Her breathing halted and she attuned herself more closely, listening to the sounds nearby, expecting to feel a shift in the air indicating someone close by. That he was close by.

She could smell him but that didn't mean anything, she knew she would be able to pick him out in a crowd full of thousands with his potent scent being etched into her memory now. She didn't have to search long before she was lifted into his powerful arms feeling the strength and authority of him surround her.

Her pointed nipples grazed against his hard bare chest. That was the moment she realized he was just as undressed as she was in all his gorgeous exposed magnificence.

"Jake…" she exhaled softly reaching up to touch his cheek gently with the back of her hand. There wasn't enough contact, there would never be enough. She always wanted to be closer—always wanted more of him.

She didn't comprehend that she had missed him—like really missed him— until she finally took in all of him. Why the hell had she been avoiding him in this perfect world?

She didn't think too long on that when he pulled her into his body pressing his hard cock insistently at her mound.

Closer but still not close enough.

"My future mate it's been too long…" he spoke gruffly while his tongue trailed a line of fire down the side of her left neck.

Before she could even think about a response, Leah felt the tickling of his stubble against her face as he claimed her mouth with a fierce passion. She wanted his hunger, she needed all his demands.

Her feet were off the ground and she was completely at his control. She remembered the words he spoke to her before with him demanding her submission and she still didn't know if she were ready for that in reality. But right here, right now, she wanted all of him so surrendering didn't sound bad; it didn't sound bad at all. In fact in felt really amazing when he was touching her like this.

He only gave them both a moment to breathe before he crashed his lips down over hers again, his long tongue driving between her lips. She felt a large hand wind into her shoulder length hair. He pulled back only slightly, exposing her neck, and dipped lower to suck at her flesh. Her nails dug into the strained stretch of his shoulders as she soared upward. His thick shaft rubbed against her clit and her pussy dripped with her juices. She wanted to feel his length inside her, and she wanted to feel it, now.

"Take me already," she spoke breathlessly against his soft commanding lips when he lowered her back onto her feet. There still was no space between them, he wouldn't allow it. Both of his hands were cradled on her hips keeping her pressed into his throbbing heat.

He lifted his head to look down at her taking in her more than likely swollen lips, and the stubble burn that would disappear before the dream was over. "I'll take no more than you are willing to give, my Lee. No matter what."

She wound her arms around his neck tugging at the back of his hair to pull his head back down for another searing kiss as though she were trying to get inside his mouth and live there. If he would only let her…

"Please," she moved her hands from his neck down his huge shoulders to the front of his chest, when her finger traced the left first roll of his abs he shivered.

That didn't stop her walking fingers from going lower and lower towards her prize that was still solidly nestled between them. Her tight toned muscles flexed as she gripped his length in the palm of her hand. She felt him almost collapse into her, his hand came out gripping the tree behind her to steady them both with one hand still possessively on her hip.

That didn't deter her from caressing his heavy, heated cock, using the pre-cum from the tip to help her insistent hands glide easier. His cock throbbed beneath her ministrations before she gazed up at him noticing the tension in his jaw. Her eyes trailed up to his heavy lidded, dark intense gaze. She wanted to look away but found she couldn't, he seemed to hold her there with his stare alone.

He moved her hand lifting her into his arms by holding on to the back of her thighs, burying his face between the valley of her soft aching breasts, inhaling deeply. "You always smell so good…so perfect. All for me."

He licked his way around each mound of firm, as she arched her back to give him better access. The weight of her body shifted as she raised her long, shapely legs to wrap around his waist, opening to him, hopefully showing him exactly what she wanted.

He moved his right hand from her hip down her belly button, toward her clit. He kept his unmoving thumb there while his middle finger easily slid down her wetness until his finger was cushioned inside her heated slit. He seemed to hold her there for a minute, or maybe it was only a second, Leah didn't know anything but his motionless hand and the intensity of his gaze. Just as she was about to scream at him to do something—anything—he curled his middle finger inside her ever so slowly, until she was trembling and seeing bright lights from just that one brush of contact alone.

When she was able to open her eyes which she hadn't even realized she had closed, her attention went to a small bead of sweat that was sliding down the side of his cheek. She leaned forward and drew her tongue along the path on his skin.

"You taste wonderful," she shifted her hips against his hand that was still placed in between her legs. "Jake, give me what I want."

He groaned lifting his head so that his eyes locked with hers. "You have to be sure. Once I make you mine in the physical sense, I won't let you go. Do you realize that? You'll be mine, permanently. But I can't take you here until you let me take you out th—"

Leah's alarm clock breaks her out of her sleep once again. She keeps her eyes closed as she reaches her arm across her mattress to turn off the annoyance. It takes a few haphazard slaps to her night stand before the buzzer is finally silenced. She lies with her eyes shut even though she knows she's awake and can see the orange glow behind her closed eyelids from the sunlight spilling into her room.

After several long seconds she opens her left eye giving a death glare at the sunshine that is streaming in through her window. She had forgotten to close her curtains after sneaking into her window to avoid speaking to her mom last night.

When she blinks her other eye open she straightens herself out from the ball that she had been in, cracking her back and shoulder as she did so. She sighs running her splayed hand down her face wiping off the thin layer of sweat along the way. Once again the dreams were in full effect continuing as if she hadn't found a solution yesterday.

She had thought after that nap with Jake the night before that the dreams were done. Well she more so hoped. She began to wonder if sleeping with Jake had anything to do with it, but then did that mean the only way to escape him in her dreams was to be with him in person?

What kind of crazy baloney of a solution was that? The Gods truly must have hated her to keep cursing her with these— what was she supposed to call them—gifts?

Even though she doesn't want to, she sits up pulling her journal and pen from her bedside table onto her folded legs. She writes down everything that they had done and most of everything that was said in that dream. Not like either of them even said much but the words that came out of Jake's mouth seemed really important. She ignores her embarrassing begging, going to the last words she heard him say before her stupid alarm woke her up.

Things hardly made sense since she could only remember pieces. Pieces that weren't all that significant like the taste of his sweat on her tongue or the feel of his mouth on her nipple which was still pebbled and achy. Why didn't she pay closer attention to what he said? She slams her journal shut in irritation throwing it, along with the pen back into the open bedside drawer.

She knew she had to talk to one of the elders soon, preferably Billy with Jake by her side, so she didn't look like some loopy girl that was having one sided fantasies about the possible future Chief. She just knew that the dreams and how Jake had randomly changed overnight had something to do with them both being Spirit Warriors.

Leah's thought migrates to food when her stomach grumbles loudly. Leah kicks her feet out of her sheet that was bundled up at her ankles and walks to her bathroom, doing her usual routine before throwing on her T-shirt dress that came to mid-thigh and a pair of boy shorts. She looks at her bra for a long and hard minute before deciding not to wear it even though she knew she would probably regret that decision later. Then she grabs her scrunchie off the large dresser that has an enormous mirror attached on to it and places her hair in a ponytail. After turning her head to the side she can see the tips of her tresses barely touching her shoulder causing a smile to come on her face for only a second.

Then she thinks about if Sam really paid attention to the length of her hair, which he eventually would like always, he would 'suggest' getting her hair cut, yet again. Not that she ever listened to him unless he used the Alpha command on her, which he had done a few times. A couple days ago being one of those few times. She rolls her eyes at her reflection then moves from out of the view of the mirror, opening her bedroom door and jogging down the steps.

She almost drools at the sight of the four breakfast burritos remaining in the large pan that probably held about ten before Seth got a hold of them. The boys always did eat way more than her, her brother especially so she wasn't surprised that more than half the pan was missing. She picks up two burritos finishing the first one before she pushes the swinging door open so that she could walk into the quiet living room.

She sees her brother lying on his stomach, the left half of his body on the couch and the right side on the floor, his face turned toward the TV with his mouth hanging slightly open. She chuckles softly as she strolls further into the living room, taking the remote from his slack hand turning the muted television off. After placing the remote on the coffee table she turns to him and plops down on the arm of the couch so that she could run her fingers through his hair, it was something she had been doing since her mother let her hold him for the first time.

She knew he must have been dead tired having to patrol so much. She hated how his youth was pretty much robbed from him. First with the death of their father and Seth feeling as if he had to step up to be the man of the house. The second teenhood thief was the gift—or curse as she liked to call it—of becoming a wolf. While he should have been focusing on school or just being a kid, he was doing and seeing things that no kid should see. She didn't care how much he complained that he was nearly seventeen, in her eyes he would always be her baby brother and nothing would ever change that.

As she runs her fingers through his mess of unruly hair one handed, finishing the rest of her burrito with the other, she remembers that she didn't give him any explanation for lying in Jake's arms yesterday. She saw the confusion in Seth's eyes as his perplexed gaze went back and forth over her and Jake.

And what did she impulsively do? She panicked; she didn't know how she was supposed to rationalize the dreams and Jake following her around like a lost puppy to Seth. He wouldn't understand. So she moved Jake's heavy arm, rolling away from beside him letting his face that was buried into the side of her neck fall flat onto the concrete flooring.

Then she muttered a short "About damn time!" and all but ran out of there after snatching her cell phone and keys from under the counter. She knew he had questions because she sure as hell would have had plenty if she were him. But she didn't have any plausible answers to give him yet. She still felt like she owed him something they always told each other everything.

When she saw him languidly open his eyes bending his neck back a bit to look at her she let her hand fall from his hair on to the side of the couch.

"Hey sis."

"Hey squirt… where's mom?" she asks looking around the living room even though she knew her mother hadn't been in the house for hours.

"Work I think, she was being a downer when I came back from patrol around twelve, so I didn't say too much to her." he wipes the perspiration from his face as he sat up fully seating himself on the couch in an upright position.

"Was dinner that bad?" Leah grimaces when she takes in the look her brother sends her way.

"I would show you what it looked like with my thoughts but I really don't want to think about mom and Charlie the way I saw them yesterday all over again." Seth shudders before he continues, "It was torture, not to mention Bella didn't show up either."

"Really? It figures…" she frowns at least Leah had a plausible reason. It wasn't like she wanted to be stuck in the stupid storage room. And the more she thought about it, she realized that everyone, especially the boys in the pack, knew how the doorstop had been broken ages ago. So had Jake purposely locked them in there so that she couldn't escape him?

"I think Edward might have talked her out of coming, whatever the reasoning I knew it wasn't because she wasn't feeling well. Charlie's tone changed real quickly before and after he was done talking about her." Seth says turning his head towards the front door.

She knew he had heard Collin and Brady walking through the forest behind their home, not that their loud voices couldn't be heard from a mile away. "I really don't like that you know those leeches on a first name bases."

"They aren't all that bad sis." He stands up to stretch, his blue graphic tee rises revealing his toned stomach.

"Yeah not that bad," she mutters sarcastically rolling her eyes. "Hey… about yesterday in the storage room, Jake and I…we weren't… um it was just—"

Seth shakes his head in a really fast motion placing his hands up. "I don't want to hear it sis. I'm just happy you guys didn't kill one another. Whatever that was yesterday just keep it there, please. I do think you should talk to mom soon though before Emily or Sam get a hold of her." He tugs on her ponytail gently as he ambles around the couch to open the front door.

"Yeah I know," Leah sighs getting up from the arm of the couch as the door opens. Both Collin and Brady immediately start talking as they walk in nodding their heads in a 'sup' gesture to both Leah and Seth.

"Guess who caught the squirrel?" Brady raises his eyebrows clearly indicating he was the winner.

"He cheated so it hardly counts," Collin frowns for all of one second before he breaks out into a large grin."I have to show you the next time we're all phased how B almost got beat up for making fun of Paul who had got caught breaking Emily's favorite vase."

"Oh that's why he got stuck watching you guys?" Seth asks his face lighting up with a grin.

"Yeah," Brady laughs. "He didn't touch not one piece of fur on me though and for the last time I did not cheat." Brady snaps his teeth at his brother in warning.

It didn't faze Collin at all.

"After Brady kept talking smack Paul took a chunk this big," Collin puts his thumb and index finger up showing a good two inches of space. "out of B's tail for making him miss his big date with that new girl. And he probably would have taken more if B didn't start rolling in the dirt bawling like a big ass baby for twenty whole minutes." Collin slaps his thigh as he and Seth start cackling.

Leah pretends to wipe her mouth to hide her own smile.

"Hardy har har laugh it up," Brady says grimacing before moving the bag off his back swinging it in front of Seth and Collin. "you won't be laughing when I beat you at something else." he drops the rather large backpack on the floor taking out the plastic toy guitars, drums, and a microphone. Leah walks toward the open front door leaving the boys in the middle of the entrance way huddled over the backpack, squirrel winning, and Paul biting forgotten.

"See you later squirt. Don't wait up for me." Leah says leaning against the front door. She was hoping she might go to her special place to clear her head after she was done with all the things she had to do today.

"Bye sis." Seth's hand waves in her direction although he's too busy looking at the games Collin and Brady brought to see her walk out and close the door.

She had to patrol at five and it was getting to be around that time. She couldn't believe that she had slept most of the day away. Well maybe she could, she was pretty tired after barely sleeping at all the day before.

She really wasn't looking forward to the conversation with her mother. She knew Sam and Emily's stupid engagement would be brought back up again which in turn meant Leah would get upset and leave. She still wasn't ready to think about that and she definitely wasn't ready to think about the dreams involving Jake. As she walks towards the woods, glancing around before pulling off her panties and T-shirt placing them on the cord on her ankle she tries to think of something to distract her mind for the next four hours.

She began humming random annoying songs in her head just so whoever she was patrolling with didn't have to see in her tumultuous mind. Not that the guys paid any attention to her thoughts anymore but just in case it was better to be overly safe than foolishly sorry.

Jacob and Quil had walked through the dense forest in their human form towards Joe's Bar & Grill. It was one of the few restaurants built before the town had run out of money a while back.

The owner Joe usually didn't hire anyone new so both Jake and Quil were stunned when Embry just asked about the help wanted sign placed in one of the front windows and was taken in so easily. Especially with the track record of the pack not being able to hold a job for longer than a few months. It was hard especially when they always needed to leave without being able to offer an explanation.

As they had moved to the side of the road out of the forest Jake thought about Leah. It was getting harder and harder for him to not think about her. Mainly after being able to hold her in his arms for however long they laid in the storage room. He took notice that the dreams he was really starting to look forward to, did not happen while she was with him. In fact they didn't come to him until he was back at home alone in his bed.

He had to admit that he loved the way she felt in his arms: so comfortable, so soft, and she smelled absolutely delicious. He had no idea his feet were leading him towards her until he saw the sway of her hips as she carried that box to the storage room.

He didn't even know she had work that day, but he was glad she did. It was as if his wolf knew exactly where she was, without him fully even comprehending it. When he saw the box holding up the door it was probably fucked up for him to kick it closing them in the room with one another but he wanted to spend time with her and he knew her all too well. She wasn't going to talk to him, not without some help.

That short time holding her was the most peaceful sleep he had ever gotten and even though he was fully rock hard the whole time, just being able to hold her after all those dreams made his whole day. That was until Seth barged into the space causing Leah to dash from the room and Jake's face to crash into the hard floor. And that shit hurt like a bitch for all of an hour.

When he tried to offer Seth a reason as to why he was holding Leah—who up until a week ago wasn't even on his radar—Seth just said, "I don't know what's going on and I really don't want to know since I had to deal with my mom and Charlie flirting for an hour and a half. I'm still recovering from that. But hurt my sis in any way and I hurt you triple that. Now that that's out of the way let's get out of here. I got some lasagna that has my name all over it and a girl with auburn hair I promised to call and you're cutting into that time bro."

"Sure, sure," Jake chuckled and put his arm on Seth's shoulder walking in the direction of both their homes talking and joking the whole way.

Quil's loud belch as he finishes the last of the beer that he shouldn't be drinking causes Jake to snap out of his reverie.

Quil places the cup down with a bit of force as he shakes his head really fast, "Wooo that hits the spot! It looks like this place is buzzing with a bunch of Forkians today."

Jake turns slightly in his stool scanning the average sized room using only his peripheral vision. His eyes immediately go to the six white and black booths attached to the far right side of the wall. But he only sees families that had always lived in La Push. His eyes move around the room taking in the pictures of famous actors and actresses that Joe had taken pictures with. And random art placed in between that. The moderate place was painted a bright red coloring with a trim of black at the top which had built in lights on the ceiling.

But his attention doesn't stay there for long as he finally moves his eyes to the middle of the room to see that there are in fact people in Forks sitting at two pushed together square tables. He narrows his gaze at the familiar faces realizing why he recognized them. He remembers them being Bella's friends from First Beach where he had unknowingly gave away the tribe secrets to gain a little attention from her.

Jake shakes his head looking at his good friend. "Can you stop making up words man? I mean if they're 'Forkians' then what are we?"

"La Pushians of course." Quil scoffs raising his empty glass in the air. "Where is Em with that drink he said he was going to get me? That was like thirty minutes ago."

"It was actually ten minutes bro and really four was enough." Jake says taking the glass out of Quil's hands and pushing it away slightly.

"All I know is an hour is a long time to keep me a waiting for my drink and wings." Quil says reaching over to get his glass back into his grasp.

Jake pinches the bridge of his nose trying to keep himself from laughing. "I don't know why we're friends anymore."

"Because I'm overly awesome." He says eyeing a few laughing women who were sitting a few stools away. "And I'm your favorite cousin."

Jake huffs keeping his face straight even though he wants to smile. "I don't know who told you that lie."

Embry comes over placing the large plate of wings and fries on the counter wearing the most clothes that any of them had worn since they had started to phase: black slacks, black tennis shoes, a red T-shirt with the name of the restaurant on the back and a black waist apron.

"Alright I can't keep coming over here the boss is watching me. So I brought you two root beers," Embry says slapping Quil on his back twice and gripping his shoulder hard. "Sober up man you're scaring the girls away not bringing them over. And I expect a good tip." He says grabbing Quil's empty glass and disappearing behind the swinging black doors with a circular window towards the top.

"Good tip? What about all those tens and twenties I let him borrow? Or… or how about the time I gave him half of my subway sandwich and let's not forget—" Jake can't help but tune out Quil to eavesdrop on the conversation of Bella's friends as soon as he hears both her and Edward's name mentioned in the same sentence. He didn't turn around fully just twisted his upper body slightly as if he were actually listening to an oblivious Quil.

"Can you believe she's getting married so young? I swear she must be pregnant that can be the only reasoning." Says the girl with long blonde hair, green irregular eyes and pale eyebrows swinging a ranch drenched French fry in the air.

Jake's heart speeds up as he hears the curly, dark brown haired girl respond, "Lauren that's not nice. I think they might love one another remember the depression she went through when his family went away?"

"Jess, we're out of high school going to college soon we don't need to be fake anymore. I never liked her, still don't, never will." Lauren rolls her green eyes finally biting the fry smothered in ranch.

"I can see why you didn't get an invitation now." Jessica laughs sticking her fork into her salad.

"Not like I would go, what was the date again Angela?" Lauren asks nonchalantly although Jake could tell from her tone of voice that she very much wanted to go.

"August thirteenth." Angela murmurs quietly. Jake's hands grip the counter for all of a second before he lets go. He can feel the tremors rolling through his body as if he were about to phase at that instant.

"Just two months away right before we all go away for college… I'm telling you she's pregnant. I think—"

Jacob stops listening, rising from his stool with his fists balled up and vibrating causing Quil to stop rambling to look up at him. "Whoa you look like shit. What did I miss?"

"Nothing… I just realized I forgot something with my dad... I g-got to go." Jake swallows not bothering to wait for Quil's response before trying to get out of the restaurant. He probably pushed a few people and chairs to the floor to get to the double entrance doors and caused a bunch of confused glances his way. But he had to get out of there he couldn't risk them knowing what he was. He knew it was only a flash away from transforming.

When he feels the wind hit his cheeks he looks across the roadway before sprinting full speed to the forest as his body starts blurring from shaking so hard. He knew he wasn't going to stop himself from phasing. Not right now.

Why was he even so upset?

He knew the marriage was coming.

She said she loved the mind reading Cullen, the two even talked about it on the mountain before the newborn war when the vamp clearly knew that Jake could hear them. It shouldn't bother him so much, but it did.

He still cared.

He still fucking cared.

He had stupidly believed with his thoughts being consumed with Leah for the past week that some his feelings for Bella would have dwindled down. Which had happened, but it wasn't nearly enough.

He tries to ignore the few hot tears that fall from his eyes as he continues to run like there is no tomorrow. When his black T-shirt and cutoffs rip falling to shreds he accepts the heat of anger that rolls through him just this once.

He growls letting his paws dig into the dirt as he zooms through bushes and large overgrown trees. He didn't care who was phased along with him or what they were saying to him. He just wanted to get home and forget the whole world existed. He lets out a loud painful howl before pushing himself harder than he had in his whole entire life his only thoughts being run, August 13th, Bella, marriage, Leah, marriage, leech, stupid, home.

Leah is just about done with her patrol that she is doing along with Jared when she hears pieces of Jake's muddled thoughts after his heartbreaking shattering howl. When her name came up she pauses and her heart began to beat erratically. Did Jared hear that?

I wonder if I should get Sam, I don't know how to deal with this shit, Jared panics yipping at the back of Sam and Emily's house.

"Let him be. I called Billy to let him know it's best to leave him alone." Sam orders from his back porch with a piece of fried chicken in his hand before going back into the house.

From Jared's sight, Leah can see the view of the back of the house go up and down as he nods his large wolf head before running back towards the south of La Push to finish up his spot. I hope he's alright.

Me too, Leah thinks to herself hoping that Jared is too preoccupied to listen to her.

She worried about Jake, both herself and her wolf. He had been nice to her the last few days, nicer than any of the guys had usually been excluding her brother and it was actually refreshing. She felt like she should return his friendship and be at least cordial in turn. She didn't know what she's going to say but she knew if she were that upset at least she had Seth to help calm her down.

After finishing the last hour of her patrol Leah phases back to human throwing on her T-shirt and boy shorts—her special place forgotten—as her feet carry her towards Jake's house.

She doesn't bother going to the front door sauntering to his dark open window and placing her hands on the window sill to lift herself inside. It made no sense to pretend like she isn't here with the humming sensation vibrating from being so close to him. After hauling herself in so that she is able to sit on the window ridge with her feet placed on top of the side of his covered right thigh, she looks down at him.

He is lying in his bed with his back towards her and it looked like he had been that way since he had laid down. She could tell that he isn't sleep from his labored breathing and sporadic sniffing. His open window brings in the pleasant night summer breeze against her heated back. She watches as his right elbow comes up as he wipes at his face hastily, even though they both knew it was too late and she knew that he had been blubbering like a big baby.

"Go away Leah." He growls sinking lower into his bed pulling up his blue, black and white striped blanket. It seemed as if their roles were reversed with how he was acting.

"I just came to see—" she says softly picking at a string at the end of her T-shirt dress before he interrupts her.

"I don't want your pity." His voice cracks at the end before he tenses his jaw tightly.

She sighs deciding to go a different route than her usual anger. "I lied when I said I was over Sam."

It was hard for hard to say that, because she had been lying to herself, her brother and even Jake saying that she was completely fine with the situation even though she clearly wasn't. She wanted to let Sam go, but she didn't know how that could happen with being under his controlling thumb.

Jake sniffs turning his large body to face her, causing her probably dirty feet to rub into his clean blanket even more. She can see from the moonlight flowing into the room how defeated he looks. It makes her hate Bella all that much more as a surge of irrational jealously flows through her.

She doesn't understand what she had to be jealous of? Jake didn't belong to her and she wasn't even sure she wanted him to, especially when he was looking at her as if she were the one that made Bella say yes to the leech's proposal.

His voice is deep and gruff when he speaks, "You think I didn't know that already Leah? Everyone can still see it even if you spend all day lying to yourself."

Her heart skips a beat at his words, why had she come here? She thought he might understand and once again she was proven to trust no one but herself.

Her mouth falls open but she quickly closes it scowling at him, "The one time I try to be nice and I see where it fucking gets me." She turns swiftly intending to put her right leg out the window so she can jump out.

But Jake's warm hand on her arm stops her before she can move any further. "I'm sorry I shouldn't have said that. I tend to say fucked up shit when I'm angry."

"No, it's okay." She closes her eyes trying to ignore the jolt of pleasure from his touch. "I shouldn't have come."

"Come here, Leah." His loose grip on her wrist tightens slightly until she opens her eyes turning to face him. He had sat up his face looking entirely different than when he had first turned towards her. He almost looks like her dream Jake.

My dream Jake? Really Leah? You're losing it!

"I'll play nice, I promise. I'm sorry okay? I could use a friend right now…" he pauses looking her right in her eyes as he continues, "You, preferably. I already feel so much better with you here and please don't ask why." he says placing his hand on the small of her back before trailing his fingers towards the right side of her hip leaving a lingering tingle in its wake.

Before she can open her mouth to deny him and jog home— like she probably should have done before he touched her—he pulls her away from the window sill into his bed right next to him and his wall. "Do you always have to be so difficult?"

"This could be considered kidnap," she mutters as he they both exhale in unison laying down slowly.

"You came to my room Clearwater but if that makes you feel better..." He chuckles softly lifting his blanket up and pulling it over her until it covers her from her shoulders down.

"No one said I was staying the night." She glances at his face noticing his dimples poking through again while his eyes are closed. If she hadn't seen or smelled his tears for herself she wouldn't have even known he had been upset.

She steals the pillow that he hadn't been sniveling all over hitting it with the palm of her hand before laying her head down.

"Sure, sure. Goodnight Lee." He yawns pulling her back into his bare chest, her legs touching his, and his clothed hard-on pressed into her bottom. Her body immediately reacts sagging comfortably into his form.

He breathes in deeply exhaling against her hair before immediately falling asleep.

You've got to be kidding me! No one falls asleep that fast!

"Hey Jake…" she says softly, intending to ask him if he had locked them in the storage room on purpose. And to hopefully get him to move a small distance away so that she could think properly.

This was way too close for comfort but she couldn't move, not with being trapped between the wall and his firm muscular body.

She takes a heavy breath taking in Jake's scent on the pillow hoping that Jake's grip on her body will relax enough so that she could maneuver from under him.

She waits for what feels like hours but is probably only fifteen minutes, his grip remains firm with no sign of giving way. He never says anything just continues his slow regular breaths. And for a moment she wonders if he really is sleep or not, after turning her head slightly to look at him she observes how innocent and serene he looks.

She sighs turning back to face the wall, finally closing her eyes knowing that she wouldn't be going anywhere tonight.

One night couldn't hurt.

At least she might be able to find out if her dream theory were true. She just hopes that neither Seth nor her mom went in her room looking for her or there would be a whole slew of new questions to answer to tomorrow. As she shifts herself into his body even closer, inhaling his scent, she allows herself to fall asleep in his arms for the night.

I noticed in all my stories that Quil hardly gets any love so he will more than likely be around alot more than Embry in this one. Yay Quil!

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