Naturally

Naturally (A Jacob Black Fanfic) -16-

"Emily," I whimpered. I meant to sound to strong but something caught most of my voice, fear maybe? I had no idea. Emily twitched and stared me down with her eyes." "Please don't make me say it," I begged. Emily sat next to me immediately and laid and hand on me. "Not with Jacob being so close."

"We won't hear us!" Emily insisted. "You can trust me, I promise. Marisol?"

"Not so loud!" I don't know why I was paranoid. At the time I was scared Jacob was actually hiding outside waiting to catch me in the act. Emily patted my hand.

"We can go upstairs if you like?" I nodded and followed her up the stairs. She opened up the first door to our right and I took in the warm colors. The room was big, with a huge bed up against the wall in the middle of two huge windows. The theme was green and black, with bits of brown. The bed was full of pillows and a black comforter covered every inch of it. Two nightstands on both sides of it were oak and plastered with pictures. A few I was curious about because inside the wooden frames where three kids, two babies and one five year old I guess.

"Who are they?" I asked.

"The twins are Stephen and Hannah. Their older sister is Annie." I smiled. They were beautiful kids with wide smiles. They got most of their looks from their mother.

"Sweet kids," I commented. Emily smiled in return. She fell onto the bed and patted the spot next to her.

"It's been a long time we talked," she soothed, rubbing my back. "Why did you leave?"

I contemplated telling her the truth. Would she cry like I probably would? I didn't want to go that far. But when I looked at her face I saw my second mother and I went against my natural instincts to hide my vulnerability from people. "I was pregnant," I admitted to her. I didn't look up to see her face but I heard a loud gasp and imagined how contorted in must have looked.

"I learned I was pregnant a few days before I left and I couldn't figure out how to tell Jacob. There were so many questions going through my mind, like how my mother would respond or if I would have a roof other my head if she happened to kick me out? Would Jacob accept me or would Billy think I ruined his life? During this time I spent none with Jake because he was infatuated with Bella. When I finally caught up to him at his house we, I don't know how, got into an argument. I think he just got off the phone with her about movie plans or something, I can't recall, but immediately I asked him if he was seeing Bella in more than just a "friends" way like he kept insisting it was. Soon I was telling him that she was dangerous to be around, how she always brought a swarm of trouble with her. What I left unspoken was why I was concerned, I kept thinking this wasn't a home for a baby, this wasn't a stable relationship and I needed to fight for a home, for us, because I desperately needed to keep this family together. The more he yelled then the more desperate and defensive I became. I was losing the fight and I knew it was over when he..." I stopped. I had managed to keep the tears inside my lids but the very mention of domestic abuse choked me every time. I felt weak and pathetic to be a victim, it stung my pride and I refused to speak of it any further. Emily hugged me tightly.

"I'm sorry Emily," I cried, the first of few tears fell onto my cheek. I quickly wiped it away with my finger. "I should have at least said good bye but I was scared that I'd run into Jake again. I wasn't scared he'd hit me, no, I wouldn't let him but I couldn't take my heart breaking anymore. Every time I saw him, I felt like a failure, a rejection, and it hurt so much." I was in full sobbing mood. Damn it! I cursed myself. I needed to clean my face so no one would suspect anything.

"What happened next?" Emily asked, stroking my hair with her fingers.

"I stayed with my friend Taylor for a year. During the first month we made a nursery in the basement for my baby. We were so excited." The wounds I tried so hard to close were widening and pain shook my body, or maybe that was just my hard sobs. "After two months we went to see a movie premiere and on our way back were hit by a drunk driver. Taylor and I were shoved into a ditch and the car rolled over a few times but other than a few scratches, we thought we were okay. While at the hospital, I was taken to a certain room away from Taylor because of extra bleeding and they needed to examine me. Turns out my stomach had taken a tough blow and-."  I stopped and shook harder. I knew it would be too difficult to talk about. Emily continued to silently comfort me.