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[Livia♥Jared]

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you surround me like a circle ((♥))


by ♥Livia♥



Now it's all around me, you're all around me.




Dear soulmate, my heart is surrounded by your love.

+thanks Julie for the awesome graphics
+Julie & Emely, thanks for being in this
+Livia<33

[Livia♥Jared]

[C]hapter 1





Her arms crossed firmly over her chest, Livia stared by the window of the shiny black car as the landscape passed quickly in front of her eyes. It was a rainy day and she looked up at the grey sky, watching rain drops falling sweetly around her. It seemed to express the feelings inside of her that she was trying to hide, and despite the warmth in the car, she shivered at this thought. The sun had already set and it was obvious even though the sky was filled with clouds.

"I missed you so much."

Livia's face remained expressionless as the words came to her ears. She didn't want to be here, she didn't want to follow her mother. All she wanted to do was go back to her home with her father, but it was impossible and instead to feel sadness, anger was making her heartbeats accelerate.

She ignored her mother's words and kept looking outside, avoiding eye contact. Every time she saw her mom, it seemed like she was looking in a magic mirror, showing her exactly what she would look like in twenty-five years. It was somewhat scary, but also annoying. Her mother didn't take care of her, and when her parents divorced, she went to live with her father. If only he had waited until she was the legal age, she wouldn't have to go back to the place where she spent her childhood. She didn't have many memories from that time, but the ones she had were not what we could call good.

"Oh, do you remember Jacob Black?"

If she remembered Jacob Black? How could she ever forget the annoying little boy that spent his days teasing her as a kid? She raised her nose in a grimace still playing the silence game.

"You may not recognize him." her mother kept soliloquizing. "He turned into a gorgeous young man."

Rolling her eyes, Livia moved a little on the bench trying to find a better position but without any success. It didn't matter much since her mother parked the car in front of a small beige house and Livia sighed subtly of relief : she was going to lock herself in her new room for the night. That's really all she wanted to do. As her hand grabbed the knob, her mother turned to her and without thinking, their eyes met.

Maggie was a beautiful woman, but the problems she had in her life left more wrinkles on her soft face than it was supposed to. Her waterfall of dark brown hair fell over her shoulder as she licked her tiny lips nervously, an habit her daughter had inherited of.

"A lot of things have changed, Olivia."

It seemed to be innocent words, but Livia heard the gravity of the situation in her mother's voice, making her frown only half a second. Maggie noticed, Livia was sure of it, but she remained silent. The young girl stared at her mother, trying to decipher the message her facial expression was trying to send her, but gave up after a while and got out of the car.

The inside of the house was cozy and welcoming, and when Maggie turned on the light, Livia took a big breath, familiar smells coming to her nostrils and sending flashbacks in her mind. She had not stepped foot in there for over ten years and she had missed it, although she would never admit it. Putting her hands nonchalantly in her pockets, she turned to her mother.

"Your room is still there." she expressed. "I didn't move anything."

With a frown, Livia walked reluctantly to the furthest door, pushing slowly on it. Maggie didn't lie, everything was exactly where she had left it. The walls were still a soft shade of pink, a large mirror was placed on the left wall and right below stood her wood drawer, decorated with different useless accessories she liked as a kid. But the thing that really made her smile was the small twin bed that was placed right in the middle of the room. The sheets were colored with light purple, blue and green flowers, and laying against the two pillows was her old doll, the one she used to carry around everywhere.

"Maybe you'll want to change some things here." Her mother proposed, appearing behind her. "You're not a little girl anymore."

Turning around, Livia felt her mother's hand caress softly her cheek as a sad smile crossed her lips.

"I feel like I've missed so many years."

And she had. Livia was not going to tell her, but they both had missed on a lot of good things, by being separated. It was too late to get into a fight though, and the young girl simply smiled to her mother.

"I'm going to get a rest, now." Maggie sighed. "You're here at home, do whatever you like."

When she left, Livia felt like someone had taken a heavy pound out of her shoulders, and the stress that was compressing her lungs disappeared. She took advantage of it and filled them with the unique odors this specific room had and grabbed her purse, taking her cigarettes and a lighter out. Even if Maggie and her were not exactly on good terms, she couldn't resign herself to smoke inside. She had been raised well, and she knew it was not very respectful. She walked to the other side of the house and opened the backdoor quietly before to quickly light up her white stick, inhaling the only poison she was addicted to.

With a sigh, she looked up at the sky and smiled sadly at the sight. The day had fled from the night, giving it the entire space, and Livia stared at the millions of stars shinning through the indigo sky. It was beautiful, and she had to admit the quietness of La Push was a good change from the busy nights of New York.

"I don't know how I survived without this sight either."

Livia's heart skipped a beat at the voice, thinking she was alone, and she quickly turned around to notice a petite girl sitting on the balcony, staring at the sky just like she was only some seconds ago. She frowned, the traits of the pretty girl seemed familiar, but she had not stepped foot in this place of the world in so long, it was hard to remember. But when the dark haired girl turned around, Livia had an other flash.

"Julie?"

Somehow, she wanted to get down the stairs and put her arms around her old friend, but the trip had exhausted her, and she was not sure if they were close anymore. After all, is a friendship as strong when it stopped at seven years old?

"I didn't really want to spend my summer here either, I have to admit." Julie simply replied. "I tell myself that every damn year, and I always end up not wanting to leave."

"At least, you're here just for 2 months." Livia made a grimace, jealous that Julie could escape while she was stuck in this town.

Julie had been the only real girl friend she had when she was young. It was hard to believe because of her tiny frame, but when they were kids, she had kicked her own cousin, Jared, where it hurts, and since then, no other boy in La Push ever made fun of either of them... except Jacob, of course.

Livia sighed and rolled her eyes again at the thought of him. She didn't like him, she never would, and although she was older now, she wouldn't hesitate to imitate younger Julie.

"Why are you here anyway?" Julie wondered, taking a sip of her hot chocolate and rising her nose in a grimace at the warmth of it.

Once again, Livia crossed her arms. To anyone who really knew her, it meant she was not going to talk about it. The discussion was closed. But Julie was not just anyone. She was the kind of person you can't be mean to.

"To live with my mother." Livia simply replied, hoping Julie wouldn't ask any more questions. "When did you arrive?"

She hoped that changing the subject quickly would make Julie forget about the reason of Livia's presence, and it seemed to work.

"Five days ago." the pretty black haired girl informed. "I haven't stepped foot out of this house with the exception of this exact spot."

Julie laughed lightly, making Livia smile sincerely. They were not so different, and it had always been that way.

"How's your cousin?" Livia wondered, taking an other puff off her cigarette.

"An ass." Julie half-joked. "He's spending all his time with his friends and his girl."

"I never thought Jared would ever be in a steady relationship." the dark brunette admitted.

"Last time you saw him he was seven, give him a chance." Julie laughed some more.

This time, Livia added her laughter to hers. And then, the silence fell, making Livia's eyelids want to shut more and more.

"I'll see you tomorrow night, then."

Crushing her cigarette in the ashtray left on the table outside, she made a sign to Julie who waved back. It was so simple with Julie, and that's the best encounter Livia had in days. Feeling a little better, she walked to her room and closed the door behind her before to let herself fall on her bed, grabbing her doll and taking her close to her in a tight and juvenile hug. When she was going to fall asleep, a smiling face seemed to appear in her head.

"Good night, dad." she whispered. "Wherever you are."

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+not the best, i know.
+tell me what you think? <33
+next chapter asap

+Livia<33

[Livia♥Jared]

[C]hapter 2








When Jacob Black woke up on that morning, he yawned and grumbled, an habit he had taken not so long ago. He pushed his simple cover off of him and got up, stretching his body and putting a pair of shorts on, over his boxers. He looked by the window and smiled at the sight of sun rays trying to make their ways through the large dark clouds. Quickly, he opened his door, impatient to get outside.

"Dad, I'm going at Sam's!" he yelled and left without waiting for an answer but grabbed an apple on the counter.

Taking a breath of fresh air when he stepped foot outside, his lips curled into a smile. It was going to be a good day, he felt it. He bit in his fruit and started walking in Sam's house direction. The door was open, and he knocked on the frame. His friends were already sitting inside and he waved at them as Emily was placing muffins in the middle of the small table.

"Come in, Jacob!" she proposed.

She was a gorgeous girl to whom a bad thing had happened. One day, when Sam had just turned into a wolf, he didn't get to control himself and Emily happened to be too close to him. Now, she had scars on the left side of her face. Although it seemed horrible, the girl had not lost the charm she always had, and somehow, Jacob saw it as a symbol of their love, no matter how twisted it seemed.

"Thanks." he said, smiling to Emily as he got in and sat with his friends.

Carter, Embry's soulmate, was sitting on his laps, and Jacob noticed his arm around her waist. She was graceful even in the most awkward position. Amely was rather new to all this, but she was not the kind of girl to be embarrassed by anything. She had moved her chair close to Jared's and he had his arms around her shoulders as he ate quickly a warm muffin.

Every morning, Jacob wondered when he'd find his own soulmate, the girl he would get imprinted by, and he raised his nose in anticipation, and maybe a little piece of jealousy, too. Paul, who was in the same position than him, didn't seem as impatient to find the girl who would share his life. Or at least, he was not showing it.

"I see you didn't convince your cousin." Jacob stated.

Jared shrugged. "Exactly, Captain Obvious." he replied. "She's not just any girl, you know. She's got attitude."

"You mean she's got an attitude problem." Embry corrected, bringing a smile on all the boys' faces.

"Embry!" Emily expressed.

"Sorry." the boy quickly apologized.

"This reminds me." Jared kept going as if he had not been interrupted. "New girl alert."

"How many cousins do you have?" Paul joked, making Jacob laugh.

"She's our new neighbor. Livia, remember?"

Jacob frowned and passed his hand in his black hair. If he remembered well, Maggie was living alone for many years already. When she and her husband divorced, he had brought their only child with him. It was a cute dark brunette, but she was a pain in the ass. All the memories Jacob had of her were bad ones and he grimaced. A bunch of questions made their ways in his head. Why did she come back? Did she change? He shrugged them away fast. All he hoped was that she wouldn't stay in La Push very long. He didn't want to reconnect with her. Anyway, they never were really good friends.

"Wasn't she your cousin's best friend or something?" Paul asked.

"Yea." Jared mentioned with a grimace, tightening the embrace around his girlfriend.

"You should definitely invite her soon, too." Emily proposed just as Sam walked in, taking a part of the breakfast on the table. "Just in time. These wolves were eating everything."

Sam's arms found his girlfriend's waist and took her into a hug before to place his lips on hers.

"Hey, we're growing up!" Jared protested, turning his head around to look at them.

Sam growled and he quickly looked away. Jacob leaned on the back of his chair, feeling almost full.

"I'm not interested in seeing that girl, and I'm sure it's reciprocal." he finally explained. "We've never really liked each other."

"Liked? You two couldn't bare to be in the same room." Paul laughed.

"And why that?" it was the first time this morning that Jacob had heard Carter's voice.

"They are way too alike." Embry explained her.

"Wait, we're totally different." Jacob corrected as everyone's lips curled. "Shut up."

"Okay, I've had enough." Jacob continued. "I need to relax."

Relaxing for him consisted in taking his wolf appearance and running in the woods. It would always free his mind, at least until one of his friends would do it too. The only bad thing in being a werewolf was that all the others in his pack could hear everything he was thinking. He had managed to find a way to empty his head, but from time to time, things slipped. He didn't particularly liked to hear his friends' thoughts either, but it was part of the deal, and he accepted it. It's not like he had a choice anyway.

Not waiting for anyone, he got up, thanked Emily for the breakfast and walked outside, knowing most of them would probably join him as soon as they were done. He walked passed his home and saw his father on the balcony who was making him a sign to get closer. With a sigh, Jacob did as he was asked and when he was close enough, Billy started talking.

"Before you do your thing, I want you to come with me." he stated. "Maggie's daughter arrived in town last night and it's common courtesy to greet her."

The young man restrained a grimace.

"Can I just..."

"I was not asking you." Billy cut his son straight with half a smile crossing his lips.

Capitulating, Jacob grabbed the handles of his father's wheelchair and slowly walking him to Maggie's house. He couldn't believe he had given up so easily, but deep down, he knew his father was right. Maggie was a nice woman who had a hard life, and now that something good was happening to her, it was just normal that they would make her daughter feel welcome. Still, he was impatient for this encounter to end. His eyes roamed on the trees, making him smile. Nature was beautiful, and he felt at ease when he'd run in the forest. Those large and old pieces of wood surrounded them, bringing into him a sensation of well-being that couldn't be explained with words.

Billy knocked at the door and a smiling Maggie answered. She didn't look as old as Jacob remembered. He had not seen her in days, but he could swear her traits were different. She seemed happier and younger. Her long hair fell over her shoulders, shining a special shade of dark brown and she invited them in.

"My daughter is in the shower." she explained as Jacob took place at the kitchen's table. "She should come out soon."

Now that she was saying it, Jacob noticed the sound of water quickly hitting the metallic bath and he sighed of relief. He still had some minutes left before to be face to face with the girl he couldn't stand.

"Have you told her?" his father asked.

This was not the normal visit to a good friend's house. Billy wanted to talk serious business with Maggie. Actually, he was wearing his serious face, and Maggie's smile half fell for a second before to form a shy smile again.

"No." she simply admitted.

"She's one of us, now." Billy argued. "She has the right to know."

Jacob frowned at the thought of Livia staying permanently in la Push. He didn't like it, but he tried not to let it show.

"With her father's death and the fact that she left everything she knew behind, I thought she had enough on her shoulders for now." Maggie confessed.

Jacob's heartbeats accelerated at this revelation and felt a pain at heart for the girl. He had lost his mother when he was young, and although he could barely remember her, it was hard for him to live without her. Livia's mourning would probably take a lot of time to heal, and Jacob bit his bottom lip, feeling compassion for the girl he almost hated only some minutes ago.

The sound of the shower stopped suddenly right before they heard a knock at the door. Maggie got up slowly, sending a sorry smile to Billy. It was obvious she felt really bad for postponing the revelations she was supposed to tell her daughter, but at the same time, it was clear she wouldn't give up.

"Jacob, are you coming?"

Turning around, the black haired boy saw Paul standing in the frame, the door laying on his back. He dared to take a glance at his father who nodded, probably wanting to continue the conversation alone with Maggie and eventually with Livia, too.

Getting up, Jacob thanked Livia's mother and followed Paul outside. Just as he walked down the first step, he heard someone talk inside. It was obviously Livia and her melodic voice. Jacob sighed and fought against the will to look back to see how she had grown up. After all, he'd have plenty of time to see her, and she'd have plenty of time to get on his nerves.

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+next chapter very soon!

+Livia<33