Hello (A Jacob Black Story)

Chapter Twenty Eight

"Adam!" I shout, panic over taking my emotions.

There, in front of me, I see Adam struggling to get free from that thing; the vampire.

The man has Adam by the throat, against a wall, and blood is everywhere. I don't even know how he's handling the smell. If there's one thing that I remember about watching/reading things with vampires when I was little is the fact that they can't handle the smell of blood. Whatsoever.

"Chloee! Go! Get out of here!" Adam shouts and I shake my head, my left hand over my right arm where a fresh wound is. I'm going to need to get stitches no doubt.

"No! I'm not leaving without you." I shout back, grabbing the closet thing I have; a book. I take my stance behind the vampire and in front of Adam, using my right arm to lung the hardcover towards the monster, hitting him in the back.

The pale face monster turns around with an evil smirk on his face before quickly making his way towards me.

"You're going to wish you never did that."

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I sit up from my spot on the couch, waking up from the nightmare. The nightmare that I recently lived through. But, sadly, didn't happen that way. It wasn't that easy.

It can't seem to leave my thoughts.
Its been 48 hours since everything happened; since I got my stitches and lost more sleep than I ever have.

I get up from my spot, walking around the large couch and towards the kitchen to get a glass of water. But on my way there, I stop in my tracks, seeing a very tired Jacob sitting at the kitchen table.

"Hey.." He says, standing before walking over to stand in front of me.

"Hi.." I whisper, my voice hoarse from the screaming and the crying. The nightmares never leave me to sleep.

"How are you doing?" He asks, taking my cold left hand in his warm right hand. Instantly, he frowns, looking down at our hands before grabbing my other hand. "Are you feeling okay?" He changes his question, looking back up at me.

Honestly, I'm not. I feel awful and terrible for what happened. I can't sleep, can't eat. My world has been turned upside down and no one is able to see what I'm going through because of it. That's how I'm doing. But I don't bother to share, no on really cares anyways.
"I'm fine." I answer his question, pulling my hands away and quickly craving his touch.

"Are you sure?" Jacob asks, placing a hand at the middle of my back, bringing warmth to me once again and I almost melt.

I hum a response, closing my eyes and enjoying his warmth, my crave being fulfilled. He chuckles, pulling me closer to him and embracing me in a bear hug, warming me up completely. "You're freezing Rose.." He whispers in my hair, kissing it before resting his head on mine.

And I don't move. I don't dare to move. I need this. The comfort; the warmth. My muscles are tense and my mind is filled with too many thoughts, too many memories and just for a second I need to breath. And right now, Jacob is that breath of air.

~48 hours earlier~

The door bursts open, flying towards me and knocking me backwards and into the glass table, shattering underneath me.

"Chloee!" Adam shouts, running over to me before being pushed backwards and into the wall to my right.

I try to stand but fail, falling back down and a grunt escapes my lips as I try to shout Adams name. I look over to my right, seeing the intruder walking over towards the man I consider a brother and fear strikes me again, giving me the ounce of energy I need to stand and run over. But to my luck, everything happens in slow motion.

The intruder grabs Adam by the collar, lunging him towards the nearest window, Adam flying through the glass and down 100 feet. And I scream, tears running down my face as I move as fast as I can towards the shattered window but before I make it, I'm grabbed by the arm and it presses me up against the wall.

"Where are your wolves when you need them?" His melodic voice rings through my ears, making me cringe.

I spit in his face, trying to break free from his grasp but I'm thrown across the room, my back hitting the fridge and I groan in pain.

"You're going to wish you never did that."

~Present~

Jacob picks me up and carries me towards the living room before taking a seat on the couch, positioning me on my side - my legs over his and my head resting on his chest.

"What happened?" He finally asks and I squeeze my eyes shut, wishing he didn't ask that. Not now, anyways.

"Can we not? Please?" I quietly ask him, not wanting to relive the bloody nightmare. Literally.

"Rose, we're going to need to eventually." He sighs, rubbing my still sore back and I melt at his touch. "Does your back hurt?" He asks like he can read my mind and I nod, rubbing my face with my left hand.

"Yeah, it's sore." I use words, staring at the blank telly, part of me wishing I didn't leave. Idiot.

"Chloee.." Jacob trails off and I shake my head, not wanting to hear it. He sighs in defeat, continuing to rub my back. "When?" He pries and I shrug, playing with the hem of his shirt.

"When it stops replaying in my head." I answer, rubbing the thin yet thick fabric between my fingers.

"Are you sleeping?" Another question and a sigh of frustration escapes my lips. Of course he has to ask that question of all questions.

"Yes."

"Chloee." He warns and I look up at him, my bottom lip between my teeth.

"Kinda." I say. Technically, I am sleeping. Just not much.

"Fine. Then it's decided." Jacob starts and I sit up, his hand dropping to my waist and our eyes meet.

"I'm not leaving your side until you feel safe. Until you get better.

"Until my Chloee is back."

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A/N: Okay, I know that this update didn't give you the answers you want! I'm sorry but trust me! You will get answers soon annnnnnnd

Jacob and Chloee WILL have a moment. When is it going to happen? Well, I'd like to hear what you guys think it will. Why? Well, I like hearing your theories!

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C