A future (Nessie and Jake fan fic)More Like This
I woke to the smell of yeast-risen dough and golden-brown crusts, as I had done every day - except Sundays - since Jake and I had been living together in the one bedroom apartment above Patty's, La Push's only bakery. We had our own entrance through a weather-beaten wooden staircase and platform, worn to a shade of seasick green by years of salty ocean winds, that wrapped around the East side of the shop.
But the smell never bothered with official entrances. It permeated through the tiniest of cracks in the windowsills, through the floorboards that creaked now, as I got out of bed and saw my Jacob sitting at the breakfast table.
I never got over how good he looked in his blue work overalls, even though he'd been working at Uley's Auto Shop for a good six months now. He had insisted on getting a proper job to pay for our own place, even though Momma and Dadward – as Jake affectionately nicknamed my father these days – were more than happy to pay for anything we could want for: a mansion
I (don't) want to be aloneI want to be aloneMore Like This
So no one can hear me screaming
So I can bleed out my pain
So I don't have to hide the problems
And the wounds
I want to stay here alone
Fighting my inner demons
With no help
Nobody to feel my pain
Nobody to fight for me
I want you to leave me alone
So you won't get caugh
In my spiral of darkness
And self destruction
Please (don't) leave me alone...