Here We Go Again, Not!

Puppy Training

I have a quiet evening in front of the television with Charlie, watching some sport and a couple of sitcoms. It is very pleasant and peaceful, so when my eyes started to droop I took myself off to bed. Sleep did not come as easy as I'd hoped for me tonight, due to all the stuff running around in circles in my head and although my window is closed and the curtains pulled over, I know he has been out there all the time.

So much for leaving me alone, he is just disregarding my wishes as usual. I offered up a prayer to anyone who cared to listen to me, thanking them for the fact that he could not read my mind, as some of what I am thinking about would have shocked him and probably send him running once again. Childishly I got a small amount of satisfaction knowing it had rained steadily throughout the evening.

As I made my way downstairs the following morning, I could hear Charlie talking to someone, oh joy, who on earth is here this early in the day, maybe Billy ready for some more fishing, they can't seem to get enough those two. It's barely light outside and way, way too early for visitors. So when I literally staggered into the kitchen, my heart plummets as I see Jake sitting at the kitchen table eating a hearty breakfast.

"That better not be my breakfast your eating there Jake" I snarl.

"Sorry Bells, growing boy here and I knew you wouldn't mind" he replies grinning.

"Well I do, so get it down you and then start cooking, because I happen to be hungry too" I retort and he looks up at me mouth hanging open as if I'd grown a second head.

Charlie made to move towards the cooker but I stop him. "No dad, He ate it he can replace it and by the way, I was only gone three days, did Jake move in or something as he's here at the crack of dawn?" I growl at them both.

They stare at me in confusion, "What, I get up smelling my food cooking, only to find it being eaten by someone else. Someone who doesn't even live here, were you expecting me to be happy about that Hmm?" I demanded from them.

Jake jumps up and starts cooking me a replacement meal, while Charlie hovers unsure what to do. "Why don't you shower dad and when you're ready to go pick up Billy, you can take Jake back to the rez with you," I tell him.

"I thought I'd hang out here today," Jake said.

"Why, Won't you be lonely here all by yourself" I enquire.

"I am going to keep you company, as you're grounded" he replies laughing.

"What makes you think I'm grounded Jacob, do I look five to you?" I demand giving him the by now refined eyebrow lift.

Charlie sprints from the room at this juncture and I squash the smile that is lurking as I look at Jake. "I well... I thought. I assumed" he stutters.

"Yeah, well don't assume anything about my life Jake, that's my business and nobody else's" I inform him cutting off his stuttering mid-stream.

He looked at me strangely as he places my plate in front of me and I thank him sweetly with a smile. I eat in silence and I know he is desperate to demand to know what is going on, but this new in control me has thrown him.

"Say what you have to say, Jake, before Charlie gets out of the shower" I suggest.

"Are they back, is he back Bella. I don't want you going near them or talking to them and I insist you spend your free time on the rez and not here in Forks where they can get at you" he orders and I laugh extremely loudly and shake my head.

"When did you become my jailor Jacob Black?" I ask quietly and he realises his error too late, he is issuing orders like he owns me or has some sort of say in what I do!