Until I Met You

Chapter 3

Jacob's P.O.V. 

" Really? Because according to you, your exact words. ' You're not my type. ' You said it right to my face. And I still couldn't give a damn that you don't wa- " I tried to listen, but I couldn't keep my mind off of the thing she just said to me ' I don't love you. ' I smashed my lips onto her's, surprisingly she didn't pull away, 10 seconds later she did. She stared up at me and then laid back down facing away from me and turned off the lamp. 

" Just go. " She said through our mind link. I do love her. I shouldn't have let her go, or told her that I didn't want her. I guess it's true when they say you never know how much you love someone until they're gone. But she's not gone, her heart is just in the wrong place and it's my fault. I stepped out onto her balcony locking the doors like she might want and just stayed on her balcony. My mind spun around millions of times and my wolf smiled and talked and talked and talked about her which made things worse. As I hopped off the balcony, I headed over to  Mikey's Bar. Jaylin was with Stacy, I grinned and went to sit with them. 

" Sup Jake. Seriously dude, where have you been the last couple of days? You've been M.I.A. since the last day of school. " Jaylin asked putting down his glass of...whatever. I sighed and thought, should I tell him? I stood staring at the ground until Jaylin tapped my shoulder. 

" Are you okay? " He asked looking me in the eye. I nodded and smiled.

" Yeah, just got a lot on my mind. Dad's been working my ass. " I laughed. 

" Oh, for a minute there I thought you were hiding something. " He smiled giving me a glass. I drunk it and we partied the rest of the night. Nothing ever happens to us, there is never no trouble. Nothing. No irritating vampires on our land, no nothing. It's quiet. I guess that's why some people call Michigan a quiet state. 

" What are you thinking? You're so out of it. What is wrong Jacob? " Stacy asked. I sighed and shook my head. She groaned in annoyance and walked away. 

" Something is seriously wrong with him. That's not Jacob Pier. That's somebody else. " She said to Jaylin. I looked at the bar tender and smiled at him. He know's exactly what I want. I grabbed the 4 small glasses of vodka and drunk them all one after another. Then I smiled and went to the floor where everyone was. You'd call me a drunkie, but I'm not. Okay okay! I am, but oh well. It's the circle of life. After 1a.m. hit, I had 12 drinks and a lap dance. Jaylin drove me to a hotel since I couldn't go back to ' work '. He insisted on calling my dad and I said no that I'd call him. Him and Stacy left and I went to check on Dymond. I jumped up on her balcony and picked the lock. When I got in she was asleep. I plopped down in her bed and sighed loudly. She woke up and stayed in her position instead of looking at me. 

" Hey babe! " I yelled. 

" Hush damn. " She croaked, I looked at her and sighed. She must have smelled my breath because she covered her nose. " Have you been drinking? " She asked wiping the crust out of her eye. 

" Yeah babe! " I yelled. 

" Get out. I am not having a drunk head in my room. Bye Jacob. " She said. I grabbed her breasts and she punched me in my jaw. " Get out. " She demanded.

" SInce when do you talked to your daddy like that? Who ya daddy! I'm ya da-dad-daddy! " I stuttered. She laughed out loud. 

" Jacob no. You're not my dad. Now go get some sleep. So I can get some sleep. " She muttered, I sighed and stomped to the bathroom.