August 4, 2010
It’s Christmas day, well now it’s evening, but I’m talking about earlier.
Anyway, when I woke up at the crack of dawn, I had those damn butterflies bothering the hell out of me by flying around in my stomach. The feeling of nervousness annoys the crap out of me.
Last night, I spent about an hour wrapping Ness’s gift. I put it in a box, wrapped it, and then put a bow on it. It took a few tries.
When I was satisfied, I tucked it away with my outfit I had set out. I know, I know, setting out an outfit? Really Jake? Nervousness made me want to look nice, so I set out a lame outfit to wear.
When I had everything ready for tomorrow, I showered, and went to bed. Well, I spent the first couple of hours in a restless state, tossing and turning until I got half of the nervousness pushed out of my mind momentarily. Me being me, once I fell asleep, I was out.
Normally I sleep like the dead, but it was Christmas, and my subconscious must have known, since it woke me up around six in the morning. I muttered at myself on the way to the shower, and was still cursing when I was dressing, wishing I could’ve gotten more than just a wink of sleep, considering I have to patrol after the festivities and whatnot.
“Damn,” I muttered, yawning loudly, pulling my lame sweater over my head. I’m only wearing it because Ness insisted, and my weakness for her won’t let me deny her of anything. When I had the cream sweater on, I pulled on my black jeans, and leather shoes. Glancing at the mirror, I flexed my biceps a little, and I must say, I clean up very nicely. Humming in approval, I put a dab of gel in my hair, dragged my body over to my dresser, and picked up Ness’s gift – before opening my door to the blizzard of snow.
I stomped through the foot deep snow quickly, not wanting to mess up my leather shoes, and trudged to their merry door, donning a wreath and framed with garlands. I have to remind myself sometimes that they are blood drinking monsters, but I never can get myself to believe it. After getting to know each and every one of them, and bonding with them, I realize they’re not monsters. They’re as close to real people as you can get, with great personalities, and you get used to the smell after a while. After ringing the doorbell, it opened a nanosecond later, to reveal a smiling Esme, wearing a Christmas sweater, and little jingle bell earrings.
“Jacob! Good morning! You’re up early!” She exclaimed, shuffling me inside.
“You know better than to knock! Family doesn’t knock, you know,” She rambled, helping me get my coat off. I smiled at her, and hugged her small cold body. She seems more like my mother every time I see her. She patted my back sweetly, and released me with her eyes sparkling.
“I made all sorts of cookies. Are the rest of the pack attending?” She asked, walking into the kitchen, and I followed her, nodding at Jasper, who was sharing a game of chess with Carlisle. They get more and more dorky as the days go on.
Jasper smirked at me, obviously feeling my emotions, and Carlisle grinned at me before I let my eyes feast upon all the cookies and treats that Esme put together. I walked into the kitchen, and realized it was covered with food, cookies, and candy. Reason number two why I love the holidays with the Cullens. My mouth started watering, and Esme laughed at my expression.
“Um, I think Sam and Jared are covering for half and then Paul and Embry the other half, so yeah. This food will not be here for long,” I said, shoving a peppermint cupcake into my mouth. Moaning at the pure ecstasy, I saw Ness come down the stairs, yawning adorably, before her eyes found mine.
“Well, if it doesn’t get eaten, I’ll take it down to the soup kitchen on main street, along with the dinner I already made to take down there,” She said, and I nodded absently, still staring at Ness.
How this woman can still look beautiful after just waking up amazes me. She wore navy sweatpants, and a striped red and white knit sweater. Her hair was slightly mussed, and made me realize I now find the ‘Bed-Head’ look extremely attractive. She hugged me tightly before sitting on the only available counter space left in the kitchen. I kissed her lips softly, and she smiled when I pulled away.
“Mmm, you taste like peppermints,” She said, biting her lip. I grinned, and she took a huge gulp of eggnog that Esme sat beside her before leaving to go find something to put the food for the soup kitchen in.
“I love this stuff. Some of the only human food I like,” She said, sipping it some more. I scrunched my nose up, and grabbed a root beer out of the fridge.
“It’s disgusting,” I said, and she rolled her eyes.
“I bet it tastes good on my lips,” She said, her eyelids turning heavy. I stood there dumbly, and she eventually pulled me towards her, wrapping her legs around my waist, and smashing her lips against mine.
She was right; eggnog does taste good against her lips. She dove her tongue through my lips, and I suppressed a growl, and allowed our tongues to dance. She moaned in response, and tried to deepen the kiss, when I had the first coherent thought since seeing her this morning.
“Ness, we’re in the kitchen. We can do this later,” I said, pulling away slightly, avoiding her look of disappointment. I disentangled myself, and smiled when I saw her socks.
“Dancing elves?” I asked, pointing at her toe socks. She blushed.
“What? They’re cute,” She said defensively. I kissed her forehead, and she jumped down. She grabbed my hand, and grabbed her mug of warm eggnog in the other, and we walked into the warm living room. There was a fire in the vast fireplace, and there was a soft tinkling of Christmas carols coming from their stereo. It looked the same as yesterday, same decorations, but the feel was different. It felt even warmer and welcoming, if that’s possible.
Carlisle and Jasper were still playing chess, and Rosalie and Alice were situating the gifts under the tree to where they resembled a picture out of a catalog, and I rolled my eyes. It’s not like the paper’s not going to be ripped off in the next couple of hours. Ness sat down on the long leather couch, and I joined her, letting her snuggle into my embrace.
I noticed that the Cullens’ had gotten me, and the pack some gifts too, and my heart warmed. They have become my family, and I wouldn’t imagine spending the holidays with anyone else…except for Emmett maybe. He thundered down the stairs, singing ‘Silent Night’ boisterously, and hit the high notes with perfection, but it still didn’t sound pleasing.
“All is calm! All is br-” I cut him off.
“Jeez, Em! Put a cap in it!” I yelled, and he frowned.
“Way to ruin the spirit, bro.” He said, and I just smiled at him. Rosalie smiled at him too, and said something about letting him sing all he wants later. Ugh.
Esme soon came into the living room, and Edward and Bella followed shortly after.
“Do you know when Paul and Embry will be here?” She asked, and I shook my head. They didn’t tell me, but it wouldn’t be long, they knew that Esme would be cooking. Everyone snuggled up together, and talked together, reminiscing in memories, waiting for Paul and Embry to join us.
They finally busted through the door half an hour later, making straight for the kitchen. Esme bustled in there to make them plates filled with the food, starting them off with half a roast each, and mashed potatoes for both of them. They sat in arm chairs in the living room, and started shoveling it down their throats, with a muffled ‘thanks’ to Esme, and a ‘Hello’ and ‘Merry Christmas’ to us through mouthfuls of food.
When they finished, Esme and Alice started handing out gifts from under the tree, one by one. I had put everyone but Nessie’s gifts under there yesterday, and everyone got their gifts from me first. I made a wooden football holder for Emmett, which he accepted happily. I got Rosalie an antique mirror from a yard sale, but it was beautiful, and big, so I thought I should give it to her. If she’s going to be conceited, might as well let her embrace it. Edward snorted when he heard that thought, and then he got his gift from me. I got him a ‘20 Q’. It asks you yes or no questions, and after twenty questions, it knows what you’re thinking about. He rolled his eyes, and gave me a stiff hug before sitting back with Bella.
I got Bella a First Edition of Bram Stoker’s Dracula, and she laughed at first, but was excited because it was signed by Bram Stoker. I got Alice a ‘Nail Dryer’, and Jasper a mood ring. They all loved the gifts, probably because half of them came with a pun. I got Esme a new apron that said, ‘Bite Me, I taste Good’ with fangs and a pie on it. Carlisle graciously accepted my ‘Operation’ game, and was excited to try it out. I had given the pack their gifts early, so I was done giving out my gifts, for now at least.
Throughout the day, I received all sorts of gifts from everyone, an iPod touch from Edward, a Kindle from Bella, though I won’t use it. A laser tag game from Emmett; and he made me promise to play with him. Rosalie gave me a shaving kit, and Alice gave me a Gift Certificate for Armani. Esme and Carlisle gave me a new HD television, and Jasper gave me a Civil War book about guns. Embry and Paul gave me Frat shirt that said ‘Supposed to be Alpha’ on it. By the time it got to everyone giving and receiving gifts to end, Ness took me into the den so we could give each other our presents. Everyone was outside having a snowball fight, so we could do this alone, and have it be special.
“If you don’t like it, I would completely understand,” Ness blurted, and I rolled my eyes.
“I know I’ll like it,” I told her, handing her my present. She grabbed it tenderly, and smiled when she saw that I messed up a couple of times.
When she tore of the paper, she lifted the lid to the cardboard box I put it in, and pulled it out. I gauged her reaction, and watched as her eyes got glassy, and her cheeks flushed.
“It’s so beautiful.” Her voice was soft.
“It kinda is to show that, you’re pretty much like my sun, and yeah,” I rushed the words out, and she pursed her lips.
“I love it. This means so much to me,” she said, and a tear rolled down the apple of her cheek. I wiped it away with the pads of my thumbs, and kissed her.
“I’m glad you like it,” I whispered. She then reached to the couch, and grabbed a perfectly wrapped box about the size of my hand. She handed it to me, and I gingerly opened it, eager to see what was in it. When I opened it, I saw a leather chain, and at the bottom was a circle with a intricate design engraved on the outside. I saw it was a locket, and opened it to see a picture of us, laughing, unknowing that a picture was being taken. The locket itself was the size of a fifty cent piece, and was a shining sterling silver.
“The chain is this leather that stretches up to five feet, so you can wear it, and when you phase it’ll still be on there, and it has a grip so it won’t fall off,” Nessie rambled nervously. I rubbed my thumb over the giant circular locket.
“Ness, this is…perfect,” I said, and she hugged me tightly, causing me to have to sit the necklace on the couch.
“I love you so much, Jake,” she mumbled into my neck. I squeezed her.
“I love you so much, too,” I said, and she kissed my cheek.
To say that Christmas was good is an understatement. Christmas was great. After me and Ness exchanged gifts in the den, we joined the others outside, and played in the snow until we were all soaked to the bone, and came in to warm up by the fire with hot chocolate and eggnog. Sam and Jared came afterwards, and Paul and Embry left reluctantly, heading to Leah and Louis’s house for a few minutes before patrol.
So, around nine, I left to go home so I could have a few minutes to write in my little girly diary, before I had to go out to patrol.
Well, I gotta go. I’ll talk to you guys later.
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