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New Dawn

Summary:
Kimi White is a Native American healer of the Haisla Tribe who just might be enough to erase his pain and open his eyes. But what will happen after Bella hears about this? How's Edward going to react? Most of all, how would Jacob feel about this? Is his life going to revolve around Bella, even when, BETTER opportunities arise? Read and find out =] btw, this is our first story so... dont be too harsh.


Notes:
We're tired of the Jacob, Bella, and Edward pair. We're deciding to keep his same personality but give him a whole new story (WITHOUT BREAKING THE RULES) check it out if you want to read something different. By WE, as in there are two authors of this story.. so DUH we share an account =]


6. Memories

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KIMI WHITE:

Aw, poor Jacob. My grandmother can be a little too much straightforward at times. His cheeks reddened. “I’m sure that’s not the case,” he said. “Well, this isn’t normal for a young boy like you. There are no suggestions I have at the moment.”

“Shimasani, can I ask you another question?”

“Of course, dear.”

“Well, you see, I was wondering if Jacob can stay with us for a while. It’s already getting late and it’s unsafe to travel in the forest alone at night, trust me,” I suggested.

Maybe this wasn’t the best time to ask. Shimasani looked a little suspicious. It was the truth and the situation wasn’t the way she was thinking.

“It’s no problem,” she simply said. “But, are you sure you want to stay with us through this tribulation? There’s a great sickness occurring throughout our village. You need to be careful as well.”

“I would be glad to stay, really. If you need any help at all, please feel free to ask,” he answered.

“Thank you, it means a lot to us. Well, right now I have to leave. Take care.” I never expected Shimasani to be rational about this. I thought she would start questioning him of his every intention.

“Well then…young ones...” she got up, sighing, the wrinkles lining her face looking more prominent than ever. “ I must set out. It seems as though there are a thousand responsibilities and not nearly half the time to do it.”

Shimasani left Jacob and me alone. “So, didn’t you have to abandon me too?” Jacob asked.

“I do, actually,” I replied. Truly, I didn’t want to leave. I didn’t know why I felt this way. When I’m around him, for some reason, I feel, shy but comfortable. It was in such a way that I felt like I can be a normal teenaged girl and not have any worries about anything such as tribal matters. I didn’t have much outside friends so I wasn’t the social type but still.

“So… let me show you to your room tonight,” I offered.

We walked through the large crowds of people. My house was never this filled with this much of our village. It wasn’t a big village anymore but still, it was really crowded to get around. I led him through as best as I can, trying not to bump into anyone before they started making conversation with me. We stopped in front the door of his room.

“Here it is,” I told him as I opened the door as we walked in. He carefully looked around the room. Just then I stared at the bed, wondering if it was long enough for him. It was a pretty big bed anyway.

“Don’t worry, I’ll fit,” he said, smiling. “I’m not that big, you know.”

“How’d you know that was what I was thinking?” I was shocked.

“You’re expressions aren’t that hard to figure out.”

“I never knew I was that easy to figure out. Most people tell me that they never know what I’m thinking since I’m usually smiling, except for today.”

“Well, you are smiling now, aren’t you? But, I don’t want to ruin a ‘sad’ moment. Feel free to cry if you want to.”

I tried to fake a smile, but it came out more like a grimace. I felt something…tearing me inside. It started in my stomach, making its way up to my throat, threatening to erupt in a sea of tears and chasms of pain.

The room suddenly started to feel claustrophobic. It didn’t help matters that Jacob’s large frame was taking up nearly half the space in the room. I wanted to get out of this room. I needed to get out of this room. I didn’t want to be around anyone right now, when my whole inner being was breaking apart.

“Excuse me…I have to go take care of some matters.” I mumbled, pushing my way outside. “Um…okay.” He replied, his expression twisted with sympathy.

As soon as I was out of the house, I took off running, my ears flooded with the sound of my feet pounding against the ground. I ran for as long as I could until the pain physically clutching at me became unbearable. I dropped to the ground, glancing wildly about me.

I was in a secluded little meadow, somewhere I went quite often when I was little, after the death of my mother.

I let myself curl up on the ground, and was startled to hear the sound that erupted from within me. A cry of pain, snarled and ugly with guilt and isolation, a sound I never uttered before and yet…seemed so familiar.

I opened my mouth, letting the sobs tumble forward while the tears leaked down my face. I don’t know how long I stayed in that clearing.

My mind jumped to thoughts of my father. I rarely spent time with him true, but the times that we did were filled with happiness. I closed my eyes, letting my memories wash over me.

I particularly remembered my ninth birthday. My grandparents had bought a large chocolate cake for me, but I refused to cut it until my father showed up. He had promised me…had promised me that he would show up at 10 am. I woke up at around 6 that morning, pumped with excitement, not for the presents, or the party, but just for the knowledge that my dad would come for sure.

I put on one of the nicest dresses I owned, and sat down in front of the living room clock, waiting for the big hand to hit 12, and the little hand to hit 10.

When the hands finally did fall into that much awaited position, my father still had not shown up.

I turned to my grandparents (This was two years before my grandpa, my Sicheii passed away).

“Have patience little one.” Shimasani told me.

“I’m sure Sakima has just been delayed, he’ll be here shortly.” Sicheii told me soothingly.

And I did wait…and wait. It had reached nightfall, and my father still had not shown up.

I was in tears of course, while my Shimasani tried to placate me into going to bed. But I was fussy, and refused to cooperate.

That’s when the doorbell rang. There was still some hope in my mind that it would be my father.

I heard the sound of strong footfalls as they made my way into my room. My father’s frame filled the doorway and I leaped joyfully into his arms. I was so happy to see him that I didn’t even care how late it was.

My father laughed as I snuggled up against his broad chest and listened to his heart beat, strong and steady.

“Happy Birthday Kimi! I’m so sorry I couldn’t be here earlier.” My father rushed to explain. “Songan got into an accident and it was near fatal. I had to be there for him.”

“Its okay, Nosh. You’re here now.”

“Let me make this up to you.” He pleaded.

“No, Nosh, you must be tired. You need to sleep.” I replied.

“No, your birthday only comes once a year, I want to be here for you.”

With that he scooped me up into his arms, and carried me out the door. We stayed up all night, playing and laughing.

That was the night that he gave me a necklace, which had belonged to my mother. Dangling off the end was a beautiful wolf.

“Now Kimi,” My father started to explain. “I know that we don’t get to spend much time together, and you are very mature about it,” he said pausing to smile and rub my nose.

“But I want you to know that I will always be there,” He said, playing with the wolf charm.

“I want you to keep this necklace, knowing that I love you with all my heart. You are my diamond gem, the iris of my eyes. And whenever, you need assurance of my love for you, just hold this little wolf, and everything will be better,” he continued.

“Think of it as a Guardian Angel, there to protect you whenever you need it most. Your little wolf savior.” He chuckled.

I remember falling asleep in his arms. It was the best night of my life.

I opened my eyes, coming back to the present. My fingers wove around to my neck, where the necklace and the charm still lay tucked underneath my shirt. My fingers wove around the little wolf and strangely enough, I did feel comforted.

This was the first time that I thought of the wolf as the way my father had put it, as my…Guardian Angel.

My thoughts wandered to the great russet wolf in the forest and I was surprised to see that I was no longer afraid of that wolf. It did startle me, with the ferocity of its attack…but the attack was for me, to protect me. I felt a strange connection to the wolf now, my mind linking it with my father and his promise.

I felt as though it would always be there, whenever I needed it most. My savior wolf…I thought to myself, smiling.

I came out of my nostalgic thoughts, to see that it had reached nightfall. I scrambled to my feet quickly, making my way home, reassured with the memories that my father, my Nosh had left me with.