S.A.L.V.A.T.O.R.E.

The Truth

I was sitting in the lounge room on the soft cream sofa, gazing at the carpet, tapping my foot against the floor, waiting for Jacob to come back home. I could just tell that there was something wrong. He had been gone for hours and it was now nine o'clock at night and it was still raining out! What sane human would be outside in this weather, in the middle of the night? And why wasn't Emily worried? It seemed to her that it was a typical everyday thing. What was with these people around here? Couldn't they see this wasn't normal?

I sighed once more, getting more and more annoyed by the second, and then I heard the door go. I looked up and around the corner of the wall, to see Jacob in the other room. I smiled wide and basically ran on one leg out there to him. I couldn't believe how my mood had changed so quickly with just the sight of him coming into my view.

"Hey Jacob," I shouted, wrapping my arms around his neck tightly.

"Hey Jade," he chuckled a little breathlessly.

I noticed how he only hugged me back with one arm. It was out of the ordinary for him to hug me like he had. Usually it was a huge bear hug that I couldn't get out of - not that I minded not been able to get away from him . . . or breath.

I stepped back, looking at him closer and noticed how he was resting his left arm against his chest. I gasped when I realized that he had been hurt. I could see it in his eyes. He was in pain. "What happened?" I murmured, holding his left hand softly in mind as I looked his arm over. Thankfully I couldn't see any cuts or gashes. I looked up to him, waiting for an answer when he didn't give one to me straight away.

"It's just a sprain Jade, nothing to worry."

Emily walked into the room from kitchen after cooking dinner and like me, she also picked up that he had been hurt and ran over to his side. "What on earth happened to you Jacob?" she asked, looking up to him frantic. He didn't answer her, but they were both staring each other in the eyes, like they were talking without words. After a minute, I thought I saw Emily nod once slightly, and their gaze broke.

"I'm just happy that you're okay," she murmured and hugged him.

I pouted and let out a huff, feeling like they were both ignoring that I was standing between the two of them. Jacob looked at me and snickered after hearing my incredibly loud huff after Emily had went back into the kitchen.

I rolled my eyes at him, shaking my head and trying not to laugh at him. It was impossible to be serious around him. He smiled, you smiled. He laughed, you laughed. His happiness and emotions were incredibly catchy to those who were around him. I knew that he easily made my day by just been around and making me laugh when I didn't feel like laughing at all. He was like a sun warming the icy cold day, making the whole day bearable.

Emily came back a few minutes later with a bandage and both Jacob and I looked at each other in confusion. He jumped back swiftly as she tried to wrap it around his arm, starting at his hand. "Em I don't need that, seriously," he mumbled as she kept trying, but he was just too tall for her.

I had to say that it was rather funny watching her jump up and down trying to reach his hand that was above his head. She finally gave up and let out a sigh, shaking her head and rolling her eyes at his stubbornness. "You will be wanting it later Jacob, I promise you that."

"Pretty sure that I won't Em, but thanks," he winked and watched as she walked back into the kitchen.

What was that all about? The winking, the eye contact . . . was there something between them that I hadn't picked up on until now? Things didn't seem right, or maybe I was just jealous without knowing it. Whatever it was, I knew it was immature.