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22 May 2010 @ 04:57 pm
title: exceptional
fandom: twilight
ship: jacob/bella
notes: i have this really horrible habit of writing fic and then just letting it sit there on my computer for months on end.

The wheels of my truck were spinning, whirring quickly against the pavement. It was raining, of course, but the downpour was harder than usual and I knew I shouldn’t be speeding. Hydroplaning was a distinct possibility. My truck groaned in protest as I tried to push past 60 miles per hour, but I didn’t feel guilty. Normally I was a very conscientious driver. I obeyed traffic rules. Actually, I obeyed all rules in general. But for this I was willing to make an exception.

Actually, I’d been making a lot of exceptions to the rules lately. Not just society’s rules, but my own, too. And they all had something to do with a certain werewolf best friend of mine.

For instance, I would never let any boy I wasn’t dating hold my hand or hug me. Unless it was Jake.

And I would never stay out past my curfew, sitting in a Volkswagen by the side of the road with three teenage boys, just talking and looking at the stars.

Nor would I ingest alcoholic substances, purchase a lottery ticket, set off fireworks, or race shopping carts in the Thriftway parking lot at four o’clock in the morning.

But there was something about Jacob (and Quil and Embry, as well) that made me a lot more open to making exceptions lately.

And even if I didn’t win the $25,000 jackpot, and even if Charlie did receive a disgruntled phone call from the Thriftway manager in the middle of the night, and even if I did have to sit through a forced parental lecture the next day, and even if I did wake up with a headache and an almost-hangover…

It was worth it.

Which is why I stomped on the gas as I sped my way to La Push. Because the more exceptions I made, the less time I had to mope around, or to feel nothing, or to sleep and have nightmares, or to contemplate my bleak, college-less future once I realized I’d forgotten to apply anywhere.

To be honest, at first I had thought some of this might constitute reckless behavior, and part of my motivation for agreeing to it was hoping to hear Edward’s voice. But I guess general teenage debauchery didn’t count, because I didn’t hear it. This bothered me less than I’d thought it would. I hadn’t heard his voice for weeks, but I hadn’t really noticed. Too busy having fun.

I pushed that thought to the back of my head and instead thought about how happy I was to be seeing Jake again. He’d been gone for a day and a half, on what he’d said was just a routine sweep of their borders. I knew they were checking for more vampires in the vicinity. Victoria was gone, but there always seemed to be more of them lurking around somewhere.

I knew they’d all arrived safely because Jake had called me last night. So it wasn’t fear that motivated my death drive in the rain. It was because I missed him.

And I didn’t just miss the way he made me feel, because whenever I was feeling down, I had fond memories to recall that would brighten my mood. And when that didn’t work, I went out for ice cream with Charlie, rented Teen Wolf for laughs, and filled a notebook page with massive doodle of a looping, twirling star. And all of those things were actually fun. No Jake necessary.

Only I missed the way Jake let the ice cream melt almost completely before scarfing it down in one huge gulp, and I would have given anything to hear his commentary during Teen Wolf (which is why it was sitting next to me on the passenger seat at this very moment), and I couldn’t help but wonder what Jake tended to doodle in class. I missed his sarcastic, teasing comments, his little quirks, and his beaming, beautiful smile. I missed his hand around mine, his voice in my ear, and my head on his shoulder.

I thought about how things were actually good when he wasn’t around. How when I was alone, I was finally well, happy. It was just that when he was there, things were better.

When I parked my car in his driveway, and when he enveloped me in his signature hug, I found myself wondering what exceptions I might get the chance to make that day.

I sort of hoped for a lot of them.
liz, queen of outer spaceazure_rhymes on May 25th, 2010 08:44 pm (UTC)
Absolutely gorgeous. ♥
wwonderwwonder on May 25th, 2010 11:02 pm (UTC)
thank you :)