Imprisonment

Who the fuck does this guy think he is?

I don't know how Sam and Emily did it; I wanted to kiss Jacob all the time, I swear his lips were as sweet as mango juice.

"Jacob, can't we just stay in bed?" I whined, as I watched him roll out of bed and head for the door "let's just have an 'us' day"

I'd always try and get Jacob to stay behind for alone time, but he always has excuses such as 'I need to go with the pack today' or 'we can have some tomorrow'

I think he is just scared to be alone with me, because I would probably seduce him, which he is right.

Plus I still need to tell him about Nick, how do you tell your boyfriend that, your brother is actually alive and that you need to go home?

Will he follow me? For that I was certain the really question was; Will he stay?

I wasn't a saint back home, I was a pretty superficial person, if I go back will he like this old me?

I know he will never stop loving me because that's the power of the imprint, but what if he turned around and realize he doesn't love me like that?

"Sara, what are you thinking about?" Jacobs questioned as he interrupted my thoughts as I walked into the kitchen and sat on the makeshift table that Paul had patched up.

"Look we really need to talk Jake, there is something I need to tell you" I announced, it was now or never.

He lent against the counter top, with a mug of coffee in his hand and waited.

"I got a message a few days ago" I started "It was from nick"

"But nick is..." he trailed off as he saw my expression.

"He was actually in a five month coma" I smiled "he awoke a couple of weeks ago, because my dad told him a ran away"

"And you want to go and see him?" he asked a rhetorical question, but I saw his expression, it screamed 'are you crazy?'

"Are you serious? I just told you my brother that I thought that I killed is alive, and you say that?"

"I'm sorry Sara" he apologized "you can't go back"  

"What?" did I not hear him right? Who the fuck does this guy think he is?

Oh yeah my one true love.

"This is coming out all wrong, what if those guys are still looking for you? They aren't going to let you go for a second time, the stakes are way higher, for every party you went to their were probably potential buyers"

I just stood there; obviously Jake was seeing what was best for me. I got up and walked to my phone from the charger and scrolled until I found the number I was looking for.

"Hello" a voice answered, it didn't belong to the person on the phone but I knew who it was exactly.