Naturally

Naturally (A Jacob Black Fanfic) -15-

He let his hand drop and I swiftly swerved around the back of the truck and had to reach to get a firm grasp on the passenger side door.

The truck was very nice, probably only a year old. Honestly I didn't think Fords were this nice. From what I could describe, it was what I think was called a super crew, with the four doors instead of the basic two, meaning the truck added another foot long in length. The paintjob, though scattered with spatter of mud and dirty snow, was a glossy coat of black. The bed of the truck was big but I didn't see if anything was inside it because it was covered by tarp. I had to leap to get into this pick up but when I was inside I was astonished. The seats were leather, gray, smooth, and glossy. They complimented the interior very nicely. No one would expect that kind of luxury in a car like that I guess but still, very comfortable seats indeed. What I expected was a large screen built into the dashboard but to my surprise, there were lots of buttons, an underrated radio. For a vehicle this nice, there should be a GPS.

Jacob adjusted himself quickly into his seat while I pretty much shrunk into mine. I almost forgot about my seatbelt until he started the ignition. The rumbling of the truck made me jump and I made sure I had some kind of protection before we rolled out of the parking into god-knows-where. What helped me relaxed was the odd smell in the truck, a natural and mild fragrance that reminded me of morning mist or the ocean's aroma. I was intoxicated for a while but then Jacob finally decided to speak and my nerves came back.

"Its nice out," he started. I could tell from his body language he felt as awkward as I was. He kept avoided my eyes and stared out the window. I acknowledged the few clouds shielding the sky and nodded in agreement.

"It's rare, right?" I tried to pretend like I never lived here by asking that question. I don't think he fully believed my act but nothing in his face told me otherwise. He just looked bored.

"Yeah," he turned left to a less busy road and I turned around to look at something other than his face. "So... were you surprised when I came to pick you up?"

"Yeah," I mumbled. "Why did you want to drive me around anyways?"

"For some 101 time," I stiffened. "I wanted to apologize for my behavior yesterday. I wasn't in the best mood."

"Why?" I needed to divert this conversation quick.

"Just some relationship troubles," I gave him some weary eyes but he didn't notice. He sighed when he finally caught onto my gaze. "My girlfriend wanted to take a step up in our relationship by moving in." Was he testing me? Did he want to see my reaction? I wouldn't give him one!

"Why is that a problem?" I asked nonchalant when really I was growing curious by the second. Did this relationship of his have a future? Is it stronger than what he and I had? Who was his girlfriend anyways? Wasn't it an Elizabeth K-something that he kept calling? 

"I don't want it to be serious. She's not the one."

I had to keep a steady flow of breaths to keep me focused on something other than whacking him. He had the one, he had an imprint. It was me! But no, he wanted Bella. Was that who he was talking about? Did he still want Bella? She was a fucking vampire now and he still wanted her? I couldn't be any more pissed. I was right here, single and available, with some color on my skin, normal colored eyes, and smelled better than a vampire would to a werewolf and yet he wanted that bitch? What did she have that I didn't?

Did he like her weird yellow eyes and her bland personality? How about her skin? It was pasty when she was still human, now it's just freaking white. Did he just like abnormal girls in general? Or did he like challenges since she is glued to Edward's hand?