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After I've read the message, my hands became ice cold.
Who was that anyway and is that person really threatening me?

My feeling told me I shouldn't text back, but somehow there was my ego which absolutely had to text back.
There was also an option to tell mom but I don't want to terrify her.
She was so scared I could tell in the airport.
So the option of telling mom about it was officially eliminated.

But who is this fucker?

Meadow
Text me again and you'll see

Maybe threatening that person back would scare him or her away?
Or did I made it worse...?

After some minutes I heard my ringtone again.

Unknown
See what? Your Location in La Push you mean?

I'm so fucked.. I shouldn't have text back.
I blocked the person right away and threw my cell phone on the bed.
Panic spread within me.
What did I just do?

Maybe I've put us in danger again? What even is the danger I'm being curious about?
I have to find it out before telling mom.
Also there is a strong feeling inside me that Jacob ans Billy might know about this.
That's why they're being so polite and hospitable.

I decided to take a shower and making myself ready for the upcoming dinner in a few hours.
Said and done.
The shower I took was really good and I felt like a newborn after it.
For dinner, I put on my dark jeans and a red top over it that I could button up or down if needed.
A little bit of mascara and some lipstick made the look less trashier.
Somehow my thoughts would drift away and think about that unknown person which texted me.
How did he or she get my location? Damn, it just freaked me out, and it won't got out of my damn head.

Sighing, I ran into the living room where my mom read the newspaper. She was very absorbed in what she read.
"Hey Mom.", I said and she smiled at me.
"Are you ready for the dinner?"

I nodded in response.

"Me too, we can go already.", she mumbled kind off to herself and put the newspaper away.
I followed her silently and we made our was to the Blacks.

We knocked on the door and Jacob opened it for us.
His eyes met mine and after not even a second we looked away.
"Are we too early?", Mom asked laughing slightly.
"No, come in.", he just said smiling at my Mom and took a few steps to the side for letting us inside the house.

It smelled so good, I hadn't noticed how hungry I was.
I followed my Mom into the kitchen and we saw Billy sitting in his wheelchair already at the table with the same newspaper my mom read at home.
"I've also been reading this.", she said without greeting him and sat beside him.
From the corner of my eye, I could watch Jacob checking the oven. It was for sure Lasagna.

"Jacob. did you cook for us?", I said with wide eyes.
"Of course, I'm somehow the Gordon Ramsey in this household.", he said with a grin and we all laughed about it.

" Don't let him fool you guys, Emily did it for us. Sam's girlfriend.", Billy exposed him.
"Thanks, Dad."

He rolled his eyes and I couldn't help but grin.
"Sam is your friend?", I asked curious and he first looked at his dad before he could answer my question.
"Friend of the family and we are kind of related.", he said.

After that I stood up and helped him to put the Lasagna on the plates.
It smelled so freaking good.

So we all sat down and continued to eat the Lasagna with some Salad beside and a Coke. The way my Mom and Billy joked around was so hilarious.

Suddenly someone knocked on the door.
"Oh that must be Paul.", Billy said and Jacob immediately stood up from his seat.
"I'll see.", he said and walked out of the kitchen.
"Paul always brings us small car parts which his dad finds from the garbage dump.", Billy explained and we nodded while we continue eating.

A few minutes later we heard how Jacob and Paul laughed at the door together and after that their steps became louder.
It didn't take long for the two to arrive in the kitchen.

After I turned  around, I saw Paul dropping the box in his hands on the floor when our eyes met. He was also tanned and you could see his muscles through the black shirt he wore. He had the exact same reaction like Jacob at the Beach when we first met.
"Paul!", Billy said in a loud tone and Jacob's look was as if he wanted to kill Paul even though both were gigging and laughing a few minutes ago.
It was a weird tension in the room.

I looked at my mom who just put her finger on her lips telling me to not say anything.
So I turned myself at Pauls direction and saw how he picked up the box and threw it on the kitchen countertop with full force.
"Fuck this.", he just said and while looking at me the last time before he walked outside of the house.
His facial expression the last time he looked at me was strange.

What the hell was that?

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