Marked Love

Stalling

Chapter Eight

"You guys can't hurt him. He doesn't know what he's doing, he doesn't even know who he is right now." I tell Sam, dad, Mica and Caleb.

"Skylar you can't protect him. This isn't about him being your friend he has hurt many people. If we don't do something about this then the town's people will." Dad tells me trying to get me to calm down. I look at the four men standing before me.

They are fed, they are ready to take him down.

"If I can only get a few more answers out of him." I tell them stalling I know and so do they.

Sam shakes his head but I look at dad knowing he will understand. "I need to know why he was killing all these people so close to us." I tell them and they nod.

"You have until Thursday at dawn. That's when we will kill him." Sam says sternly at me and I nod at him knowing I can keep this promise.

Its Friday so that means I have almost a week to get him back on his feet and back to normal Jake. They can't kill him if he isn't to harm, right?

I mean it has to be.

Caleb pulls me off to the side of the stairs. "Why are you all of a sudden protecting him?" Caleb asks me look at me with his eyes his hold on me hurting. "I don't know. But I just want to know why he tried endangering us." I tell Caleb not liking the way he is holding me. He lets go pushing me away.

"Just don't expect me to hesitate if he hurts you." Caleb hisses and then walks away before I can say anything else.

I take a deep breath and try to make a list in my head as to what to ask Jake.

Question List

1. Why did he follow my pack to Wyoming?

2. Why was he killing people instead of coming to find me?

3. Who started him on blood?

4. What made him continue to crave for blood?

5. Where is his sister, Ashley?

That's all I have for now. But Ashley would be a great source as to how Jake got this way. What made him all of a sudden crave for the blood and think it would be a good idea to use it against me?

As I sit on the steps alone trying to figure out this whole mess. Always, I'm in a mess that I can't seem to get myself out of or even try to understand.

What if Jake really is crazy? Will he even get better? What if the only reason for him to get better is to die? Would I be able to live without him? And why do I keep saying I can't live without him?

I have lived without him for almost a year.

I guess I have some questions to ask myself.

Before I could waist any more time that I had to try and save Jake I have to convince myself not to be a wimp in front of him. I couldn't let him control me, make me sad, make me think about things that wo't ever happen. I have Caleb and I love him dearly. Even though he sees things in a different way then I do, he's still mine and of course I'm still his.

I wouldn't change that for anything. I guess I do deserve Jake some answers as does he. But I'm not answering any of his until he answers mine.

Since today was so hectic with me beating him up this morning and finding out that I saved his life for today I decided to go upstairs and just lay on the bed and think.

I have to think. If I do'nt think my mind will get filled up and it might explode. I don't ever want to be like I was when Nick showed up and tortured Jake in front of me. That's another thing I should add to my list of deeds that I did for Jake when he was the one getting myself in trouble.

He actually brought NIck, the wolf hunter who has been after me and my father since I was born, to my house. My house! What was he thinking? He was so young and would obviously believe anything. Now he is like a man. No longer a boy.

I can tell by his voice that he has been through rough times. I wonder what Tate, his guardian, has to say about this. "Ashley!" I mutter needing to get a hold of her. Even if I have to run back to California I will if it means to save Jake.

I get up off the bed and rummage through my dirty clothes. I know I have a cell phone somewhere. I never carry it around with me because no one calls me. Its really only for Caleb and I to communicate between just us.

I can't find it. I"ve tore up my room and also Caleb's side. I shake my head not being able to find it. I know the pack doesn't have a house phone but Caleb has his. He's always getting calls to come and help out a certain pack. He would let me use it? Wouldn't he?

I tiptoe down the stairs hearing voices knowing that the pack is talking about Jake and I.

"I just don't get why she has to protect him." Caleb's voice is roaring with anger. I shutter, tears start to pour up. I don't want him angry with me or with any one else. He doesn't get it though. I shake my head, wipe the tears away, and find myself filled with confidence.

I walk into the kitchen and look at Caleb. "Can I borrow the cell?" I sniffle and I can tell that Bella and Jade know that I have been crying. My face is probably all red along with my nose.

"For what?" Caleb growls not making eye contact with me. "I need to call someone back home." I tell him wondering if he knows whats up. He digs in his pocket and throws the phone at me. I look at him with hurt eyes.

I look at his copper skin, his eyes so round, his jaw clenched with anger.

"Can we talk later?" I ask him wanting to know why he is getting so angry over nothing?

"I suppose." Caleb growls and I take his hand in mine but he just swipes it away. I leave the kitchen without letting my tears spill out.

I take a deep breath and go through Caleb's contacts. Tate once called Caleb to help him with a problem pack. They were terrorizing California just after a few months we left. Everything was fine. I hope he still has the number. And I hope Ashley picks up the phone and not Tate.

Joy covers me and I smile as I dial the phone number.