“Oh, Nessie. C’mere honey” I was pulled against a warm chest by two strong arms, and before I knew it, I was sitting on Jacob’s lap. “No, you’re not normal” Another roll of sobs echoed through my body. “You’re amazing Ness. Who wants to be normal anyway? Kinda boring, don’t you think?”

“Y-Yeah, an a-amazing f-fre-ak” I buried my head into his shoulder and tried to muffle the tears that I couldn’t ebb myself. This was the first time I’d actually attempted to talk to someone about what was wrong. How could I even try to star this conversation with a houseful of vampires, when that was the problem?

Jacob pulled me away from his body so our eyes met. Brown upon brown. Soul upon soul.

“Are you going to tell me what this is really about?” What this was really about? What was this really about? I inhaled deeply and took the bull by the horns. I would say what was on my mind, even if it did sound stupid.

“I d-don’t want t-to be alone a-anymore…” His eyes squinted together, but a small smile still played on his lips.

“With a family as big as yours? I’m surprised you’re not wishing to be alone. With all the mind reading and stuff” He wasn’t getting it, was he? Over the years Jacob has always been there. No matter what. I can honestly say that there isn’t a memory I have that he isn’t connected to somehow.

About a three years ago, I hit seventeen…well not literally of course, but physically I was all teenager…even the emotional rollercoaster’s. I’d never felt any sort of “physical” attraction to anyone before and as soon as I did, my father wiped the very idea from the board…because in the end, he was the only one who could read my mind…and I was the only one who wouldn’t speak it.

“It’s not like that… I mean alone as in…” I sighed, shook my head and removed myself from Jacob’s arms.

“Come on Ness, you’re not exactly making this easy for me” Damn right I wasn’t, but I couldn’t help it. I was having a hard enough time understanding myself.

“How do you see me, Jake?” I asked honestly “and don’t sugar coat it to make me feel better” He stood up and brushed his three quarter length jeans, before looking at me again.