CHAPTER 18:

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"No, you're not fighting." I growl at Jacob and look between him and the Cullens, avoiding Carlisle's careful gaze. Even after the long apology, I still feel awkward and guilty about what I said.
"It's not your decision." Jacob says calmly.
"Then I'm fighting too." I say firmly and Emmett laughs.
"You'll be dead in the first five minutes."
"Shut up." I toss a pillow at him, before looking at Carlisle. "I want to help." He looks at me and I watch his expression hopefully.
"You can help by staying home." My heart drops and his ever so slightly cold tone makes dread hit my stomach.
"No! I'm coming with you!"


"This is so unfair. Even Bella gets to come." I growl and Jacob sighs. Even after two days of begging I still haven't even scratched the surface of them letting me come.
"We just don't want to put anyone else at risk. Bella's scent can help us."
"But I can help too! Riley wanted to find me. I can be a distracting device too." Jacob leans down and kisses me lightly.
"You already are." He teases and I attempt to push away but he pulls me even closer. "Eve?" I look up.
"What?"
"I love you." I smile as he kisses me, this time almost desperately. I feel blissful lust hit and the kiss only lasts as long as it takes for us to run out of breath. I breathe heavily and Jacob does too, squeezing my waist slightly and touching the exposed skin there from my short tank top. I feel my skin grow warm where his hand touches, and my lips still tingle from the kiss.
"I love you too." Jacob smiles at my words.
"I know." He smirks before turning to leave.
I watch as everyone drives off, before running to my room and pulling on a sweatshirt, and tying up my running shoes. I grab my keys and jog downstairs. Over my dead body am I waiting here. I'm going to fight with my family.

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