Destiny

~43~ (Eclipse end)

The next morning, I woke up to heavy pain. I hissed and tried to get away from the hurting embrace. Thinking that I wanted to flee, the person behind me pulled me closer. Now I could hold back anymore.
"Let me go!" I yelled.
The person behind me bolted awake.
"What's wrong Desti?" he asked panicked
I turned my head.
"Jake?"
He loosened his embrace. But then he looked down to my waist. My clothes were stained with red. Some was also on his stomach.
"You're bleeding."
His leg grazed my leg injury. I hissed and quickly pulled my leg away. My hand reached down to it. I felt Jake sitting up. His fingers found the cloth on my leg and he slowly and carefully ripped it off. A deep cut that was covered with dry caked blood appeared.
"Desti... why didn't you tell me?"
"I forgot about it. Ja-..."
He had picked me up and was now carrying me to the bathroom. There he sat me on the toilet. Carefully, he ripped off a part from my jeans. It was completely soaked with blood and sticking to the injury, like my shirt. That was the next what he ripped off, still careful to not hurt me unintentionally. I quickly held the shirt in front of my chest.
"How did this happen?" Jacob asked as he examined my wounds.
I stayed quite. He was waiting patiently for an answer.
"Desti?"
"It was..."
"Yeah?"
"It was Bella."
"So I was right? God damnit. That leech didn't want to listen to me and now look. Exactly what I predicted has happened. That leech is going to get an earful."
He started to shake violently.
"Jake. Jake! Calm down!!"
He stopped ranting and looked at me, his angry face softening.
"I'm sorry. I was just... so angry... I told him..."
"It's okay Jake, it's okay. Look at me. I'm alive, you are alive. That's what counts."
"You're right.
...
But I'm still giving him an earful. Both of them."
"Okay chief."
He turned back to treating my injuries.
"Hey you pervert", I exclaimed as he wanted to remove my shirt and jeans.
"What? I need to look at the wounds properly and I can't do that while you still have clothes on", he argued, "aaand you've seen me naked soooo...
...
it's my turn."
"Not really. I didn't really pay attention", I mumbled as I remembered the picture where he laid on the ground naked, just after he phased.
"Liar, liar, please don't put me in a fryer."
I laughed at his quote, but that was my mistake. Because then he managed to take my shirt and jeans off, leaving me in almost nothing else. I shrieked and tried to cover me with my arms and behind my knees. He grabbed my wrists.
"Don't... You're beautiful."
"How often are you going to say that?" I mumbled, my face now being held between his hands.
"As often as I can", he said and pressed thousands of kisses on my face.
When he broke it, he started to clean my wounds and wrapped bandages around them. One time his hands accidentally grazed my chest and I had sucked in a surprised breath.
"S-sorry", he stammered with a blush on his cheeks.

It got a 'little bit' out of control after that. He had picked me up with my legs wrapped around his waist and my arms wrapped around his neck. We were kissing the whole time where he went back inside his room and laid me down on the bed. I was laying underneath him and he was leaning over me. My whole front and actually my whole body was being peppered with soft kisses. But the tiredness was being a party pooper this time as well as my lost of blood. My eyelids were slowly dropping and I could barely keep them open anymore.
"Sleep well future Mrs. Black."
That was the last thing I heard before I completely drifted off into a deep sleep.