*Kaden's P.O.V.*
Isabella and I were in the big library in the upstairs of the cabin house. We laughed and talked about different books we've read. I felt better talking to Isabella and not hiding any secrets, except for the fact that she still doesn't know I'm a werewolf or that I'm actually Kaden pretending to be "Jack". It's been one month since the transformation. I needed to get her to tell me she loves me or I would seriously get stuck this way.
"Jack!" she yelled.
I snapped out of my thoughts and looked at her. "Yes, Bella."
"This book is awesome! How did you get 13 Reasons Why? I was looking for it everywhere." She smiled.
"Oh, that's not mine. That book's way too girly for me, it's for you." I said.
"Me? How did you know I was going to be here to find this book," she asked. "And how did you know I liked this book?"
"Not me. Kaden. He really likes you. He even made this whole library for you."
"Why would he do that? It's not like I'm going to live with him."
"Well, he just thought that maybe someday you and him could be together."
"Haha, very funny. You and Kaden both have that sarcastic humor. I could see why you guys are cousins."
"I'm not being sarcastic. Kaden really does like you."
"He likes anything that breathes and has a nice pair of tits."
"Well, You really do have a nice pair of tits." I said staring at them.
"You're such a perv." She said lifting my chin back up so that our eyes met.
I stared back into hers and I could feel my wolf coming out. I looked at her lips then back at her eyes and she did the same. I leaned in to kiss her but she turned her head to look at the magical rose that was still in the glass case.
"What's that?" she asked walking up to it.
I was a little hurt from her rejection to kiss me, so it took me a while to respond.
"It's just a rose that I got. It's really important in my life."
"Oh, it's beautiful. It reminds me so much of Beauty and The Beast."
"Yeah, exactly. I got that rose as a souvenir at Disney World." I patted my back on the shoulder in my mind for coming up with that.
"Let me guess. A petal falls whenever you don't water it or something." She giggled.
"It's a whole lot more twisted than that." I mumbled to myself.
"My mom. She used to always read me the Beauty and The Beast story when I was little. I even wanted to be Belle, but she's way too perfect and beautiful. For a cartoon character at least."
"You're beautiful."
"Thank you." She gave me smile. "Am I perfect?"
"Hell no. But you are perfectly imperfect and imperfectly perfect, which I think is better than being perfect."
"Good because I hate perfect people though I secretly wanted to be them. By the way, I think your perfectly imperfect and imperfectly perfect. Whatever that might mean to you."
"Are you sure you don't think I'm hideous? Because when we had our little moment, you pulled away. Is it because of the way I look? It's okay. You can tell me. I won't be a little bitch about it."I said faking a smile.
"Jack, I told you. I think you're a beautiful person. But I just don't want myself getting close to a stranger that is here to fill in for his missing in action boss. Even though been a month and I should warming up. I can't. I miss my sister and my dad. I miss my best friend. I just don't like getting close with anyone actually because I feel lile if I do I would I'd lose them very soon. "
"Okay." I said lowering my head. She came in to hug me tight. I hugged her back and buried my face in her neck. After we hugged, I laid my head on Isabella lap and stared up at her as she looked down at me and we began talking about different things.
There had to be some way that I can get her to fall for me.
"Why did you get those tattoos, Jack?"
"I don't know. I think it's because of the time I went through my teen rebellion stage."
"What about your hair? It's gone? Why?"
"I have cancer." I lied.
"Don't lie." she said as if she could read my mind.
"No, for real. I have cancer."
"That's nothing to mess with. Are you for real?"
"Yes. Why do you think I keep having those pains in my stomach. I have stomach cancer and I go through chemo therapy."
"I'm so sorry. I didn't know. I'm sorry I thought you were lying, and for cursing at you, and for being a jerk. I'm just sorry."
"It's fine, Bella." I couldn't take it anymore. I had to let out how I felt about her. Even though we've just started talking, like really talking to each other, I felt like I've known her all my life. I have to say those three words that have been bothering me for so long. "Bella, there's something that I have to tell you."
"Yeah." she said with her eyes shimmering with happiness.
"I--,"
"Hold on, Jack. I just want to say that having you in my life has made me so happy. I haven't been this happy in a long time since my mother's death. Thank you for being here. You're such a good friend." she hugged me from around my neck as my head was still on her lap.
The word "friend" haunted me and replayed through my mind. It gave me discouragement.
She pulled away from the hug. "What was it that you were going to say?"
"Oh, I was going to say, I appreciate you." I gave a fake smile to hide the pain that I felt in my heart. It was like I was being stabbed there repeatedly.
"I appreciate you, too." she smiled.
"Yeah." I smiled back.
There was a loud knock on the door downstairs.
"I should go get that." I said with sorrow in my voice. I had a hard time disguising it because I was so crushed. "You stay here."
She looked as though she was about to protest, but then she simply nodded her head. She saw the depression in my face, but knew that it wasn't the time to talk about it.
I went downstairs still feeling the depressed. The knocking continued. I finally opened the door to see Asher.
"Hey, Asher. What are--,"
"Kaden, Your father's going to kill Isabella, Rose, and their father." He warned.
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