Golden Hour: A Team Jacob Twilight FanFic

Suppression

"That kid is gonna give me a goddamn heart attack!" Charlie shot out of his kitchen chair and pushed it under the table with his thigh. "So now he's back, but the friend took his place. Unbelievable! You know, the poor mother—God, she's losing it. Somebody needs to talk to that woman. I don't even know how many times she's shown up to the station."

He drank the rest of his coffee, dropped the mug in the sink, and rubbed his eyes which were red from working overtime.

"Everyone's looking," I said quietly. "I'm going to Joy's later. Hopefully they'll have some good news."

I hated to think it, but I didn't have much hope for that.

"Yeah, well, he better follow Jacob's footsteps and show up soon." He muttered more nonsense as he left the kitchen to put on his work boots. "You're going straight over after work?"

"Yes. Bringing dinner with me."

I opened the fridge to grab the leftovers from last night.

"Alright. I gotta get going. But uh, hey, Bells?"

I dreaded that tone—that hesitancy in his voice. My hand froze on the plastic container in the fridge, but I didn't turn around. "Yes?"

"So. Jake's back—"

I sighed, pulling the container out and shutting the fridge door.

"He hasn't... bothered you about it, has he?"

I felt terrible for Charlie. He'd gotten so accustomed to not saying Edward's name after I'd traumatized him with my depressive state last year. This breakup was nothing like that one, though.

"No, Dad."

He cleared his throat. "Alright. You just let me know if anything happens. I gotta get going. Love you, Bells."

"Love you too."

And he left.

Edward hasn't bothered me. He hasn't reached out at all since I'd called him. In a way, I regret calling—it felt wrong, going behind everyone's back. Especially Quil's, who'd be infuriated if he knew. But them being mad at me would be worth it if it meant finding Embry, so I tried not to dwell on it.

I smoothed my work apron, plopped my keys on top of the tupperware, and headed for the door before I was late for my shift.

—

Joy's house glowed against the dark night sky. Work had been the same as always, leaving me with too much time to think. I needed to fill my mind with distractions.

When I climbed out of the Mercedes and shut the door, my stomach dropped. Jacob was already in the doorway.

I still couldn't believe he was here.

Part of me felt like yesterday had been a dream, and I could see in his relieved face that he felt the same.

The Ateara home had become something of a warm sanctuary to me—but even more so now, with Jake here. I walked toward him, unable to hide my smile. He would be the one to make me smile despite everything.

"Hey," he said as I walked up the steps.

"Hey."

A pause.

"C'mere." He motioned me forward, his eyes lingering on my face before he pulled me into a classic bone-crushing Jacob hug.

I couldn't even wrap my arms around him; he was too big, so I just sagged against him. His gray tee smelled clean, freshly washed with that familiar detergent I'd recognize anywhere.