I Won't Give In

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Jade's Point of View 

It killed me to look out the window and see Jacob slowly disappearing. Why were things between us so hard? Why couldn't they just be like everyone else's normal relationship? I guess asking for something normal, when Jake wasn't normal at all, was asking a lot. 

The car trip home was silent. I could sense my parents were really upset with me, but it couldn't be anywhere near as upset as I was with Aaron. He was running my and my mum's life. He was a control freak, and today showed it more than ever. 

Pulling up in the driveway to our house, Aaron stopped the car and got out quickly, closing the door behind him with a lout slam. I stayed in my seat, staring out the window, waiting for my mother to get out too, but she didn't. Glancing into the mirror of the car, I caught her gaze looking at me.  

"He's a nice boy, Jacob. He's better than I gave either of you credit for. He truly loves you Jade," she said softly in a low murmuring whisper.  

I nodded and closed my eyes, feeling tears about to over flow. "I don't want to say goodbye to him mum. He means too much to me to lose him," I cried.  

She leaned over the side of the car and touched my hand and met my gaze. "You don't need to honey. When you've found someone like you have, you don't let go of them, no matter what. Text him and call him if you like, just try and not do it around your father? Okay?" she smiled slightly at me and then let my hand go.  

I couldn't believe what I was hearing. I was actually allowed to stay in contact with Jacob, behind Aaron's back, with my mother's permission? I really couldn't believe it. She hadn't ever done something behind Aaron's back before. This wasn't my mother. She hadn't ever had something good to say about any guy and then to know I had Jacob and say he actually did love and care for me, just wasn't her. She had this whole idea in her head that all guys were the same, no matter who they claimed to be, where they were from or what they said to you, but it looked as though she was finally realizing that wasn't the case at all. 

She got out of the car as Katherine walked up and stood outside my door. I rolled my eyes. I really wasn't in the mood for her 'perfect me' attitude. I got out of the car too, and into the now spitting rain. Mum had already disappeared inside the house, which just left Katherine and me alone together - not a good combination. I didn't say a word to her as I started to walk past her, and then suddenly she was in the middle of my path.  

I stopped dead in shock of how fast she had moved - damn leech speed! "What do you want?" I huffed, placing my hands on my hips, glaring up at her. 

She rolled her eyes at the sky and looked down at me. "Look, I know we don't get along, but, what dad did to you, today sucked, big time. It was totally unfair and he needs to back off of you and Jacob. Like he, I'm not a fan of the wolves either, but it doesn't mean I hate Jake like he does. You're my sister Jade, and, believe it or not, I do want to see you with Jacob." 

I looked at her oddly, shocked by what she was saying. It couldn't be true. Katherine wasn't the caring, compassionate type. She was spiteful and always looked out for herself before anyone else. It had to be a trick of hers - a mind game. I just shook my head, not knowing what to do or say.  

"Whatever," I murmured, and walked into the house as fast as I could. I ran upstairs and slammed my door closed before locking it. I didn't bother to go downstairs for food all day. I wasn't hungry. I just wanted Jake. . . 

I fell asleep just on dark. I didn't wake until midnight at a sudden sound. When my eyes opened, I didn't know what the sound had been. I looked around, hoping and praying it had been Jacob coming into my room. But sadly it wasn't the case. I sighed and leaned back down into my mattress, running my hand over where Jacob had once slept with me. He made me feel so protected and loved when he was around. I missed his warm hold around me I was greeted with when I woke in his arms.  

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