At Evenings Dusk

Home & Complications

A loud scream bound on my lips as I jumped onto my bed. My bed. My bed. My bed. I had never missed home so much in the vast process of two seconds. I rolled into my satin silk sheets and smelt the daffodil fabric conditioner. Jacob jumped in through the open window and landed on my floor before laying next to me on my bed.

"Are you okay I heard a scream," he asked, tucking a strand of my hair behind my ear.

I pulled him into a lingering kiss and held him in my arms,

"I'm okay now. I promise," I sighed clinging tightly onto his shirt it was almost aggressive.

I felt like he was going to disappear. Like I would soon lose him and he'd crumble away from my prying hands. I needed him. It was too late because I was addicted. There was no way I'd leave. Not unless he ordered me away.

Which I hoped wouldn't happen anytime soon. My eyes started to tear up. The terror in my repairing heart got the better of me. I tightened my grip on his shirt as my chest tightened too. I started to claw into the fabric of his t-shirt and crush myself against his frame.

"I'm sorry," I sobbed into his chest.

Is it possible for love to hurt so much? Is it possible to feel like things that you know will be there forever could possibly slip away from you so fast.

And I didn't want to hear it again. The gut-wrenching, ear splitting sound of my heart breaking. My heart shattering against my bones and crumbling into nothing. I never wanted to hear that again.

"Nessy-you won't ever have to make me choose. There is no choice because I'm staying with you forever. No matter what. " he reminded me, carefully catching the tears sliding down my face.

"Did you hear it too," I asked him, burying myself into his sweet neck.

"I heard it the second you drove away." He answered, his eyes flinching at the horrific memory.

"I love you Jacob Black." I sighed, wiping away the remainders of the sad yet joyous tears of my face.

"I love you too Renesmee Cullen-always and forever." He promised, entwining his fingers in mine.

I bit my lip cautiously as we drew closer together. At this moment if I was to even so much as lay a gentle peck on his cheek I would ravage him straightaway.

But soon I found myself leaning in and his succulent lips crashed into mine.

We argued constantly as he fought for dominance yet again. I flipped us horizontally so I was on top and pushed him into the beds mattresse.

My kiss was missed and with such force I could feel the power I was throwing upon him. I felt the electricity as I tore his shirt off.

Stop you shouldn't be doing this.

No I shouldn't! I agreed with the voice of reason in my head and punished myself accordingly. Practically prying myself from Jacobs bare chest, I pressed my head against the walls and waited for the vibration. There it was. The slow skipping beat of my heart. Calming me serenely.

"Sorry about your shirt," I apologised turning my attention from the wall and back to the panting shirtless God I'd left breathless on my bed.

"It's okay it happens all the time." He choked, still catching his breath.

I picked up the tatters of grey fabric shamefully and sat beside him-well about 4-5 spaces away from him on the bed.

"I should probably head back to LaPush." He sighed, running a swift hand through his spiky ebony growing quiff.

"Promise you'll be back tonight." I ordered more than asking, I needed him to stay.

"I'm not going anywhere." He promised, pressing his warm lips against my marble forehead and jumping out of my window.

One day that boy will break my house.