Linked-The Twilight Saga

Chapter Two

Warmth flooded my body. I was unable to comprehend anything else,other that I was strangely warm. Then the blur that was my room came alive,colours leaping and dancing all over the room. I groaned and rolled over,finding myself landing on something,someone. I opened my eyes once more to find a face beaming down at my,to find hands tendering my knotted hair. 'Jake?' I croaked. He hushed me. I sat up in alarm,but my head was dizzy and the room black,again. I groaned once more and flopped back down on my bed,digging the palms of my hands into my eyes in order to restore them back to their full potential. 'What the…why the hell are you here,Jake.' I moaned,minutes passed in silence, I tried to recall what happened, 'you do realised you and your love affair with my mother caused me to enter this state.' Now more aware of my surroundings,I propped myself up on my elbows and turned my head to see his reaction to my words. His face had fallen and he was rubbing his forehead with his hand.

'So what? You had a fling with my mom?' I spat. I don't care if I sound ridiculous.

He turned and grinned at me. Rage filled my body,without thinking about the consequences,I raised my right hand and slapped him across the cheek. Well,you say slap. It was more like I was caressing his cheek. It was very poor,however I had just been sleeping for an unknown amount of hours,I had lost vital energy-gaining time. As I realised what an idiot I had made of myself,I slumped back down into my bed and began to laugh,Jacob joined in. We just laid there,laughing for about a minute before I realised. 'No Jake,' I punched his shoulder,'no seriously,what on earth happened?'

'Well,you do realise that my feelings for your mother were your fault!' He laughed,but I was confused. 'Look,I was always destined to imprint on you,and since you were technically part of your mother before you were even born,I guess I just got confused with my feelings and blamed them on me loving your mom instead.' Jake shrugged. It was actually quite simple.        'I guess' I responded,'because if you had feelings for someone,you wouldn't exactly blame it on their unfertilised egg.'

We both started laughing,he pulled me in and I drifted off in his arms. Thinking of a normal world,where werewolves didn't imprint and vampires grew old. 

I was awoken by the aroma of rich tea,as I stirred,Jake stroked my forehead. I exaggerated my foggy head by groaning loudly whilst sitting up. I was greeted by my mother's cheery face. I questioned my memory,where was Jake? I had assumed he would be here all day,after all he did say he wanted to see me today…but I said no. Why? Why did I say no? I hit my forehead into my palm,as if to knock some sense into it. Then I remembered. I leapt over to my bedside table and rummaged around for my clock,knocking the cup of tea over in the process. 5 O'Clock. Okay,so that gives me two hours to get ready. I slumped back down on my bed,head pounding. My mother,who had stood up in alarm during the happenings,sat back down beside me and asked me what on earth was going on. I laughed and explained to her about Mitch and the Valentines ball. 

'Oh,' she whispered,'well,in case you didn't realise,I haven't talked to you for a numerous amount of days so I wouldn't know these things.' She grinned down on me and I hugged her tightly.

I stood back and examined myself in the mirror,tugging at my hair and straightening up my dress. I was just about to turn for the door when I heard my window being prised open. I turned to see Jake,crouched on my window ledge. 

'God,you're like a stalker!' I ran over to him and pulled him in. He looked at me under his eyelashes,his cheeks burning. I knew what was coming. 'You look…' I cut him off before he could finish,placing my forefinger on his lips. 

'No! Don't say it!' I joked,my finger still firmly in position. 

'I was going to say you looked hideous' he murmured,forcing my hand away from his face. I laughed gratefully. He tucked a strand of hair behind my ear and smiled. 'How do you expect to dance in those heels?' He pointed to my feet with raised eyebrows.