Grenade

--Skylar's POV--

I sat on the grass and tugged at my hat trying to blow off in the wind. I was stupid and forgot a jacket today, knowing it would be windy as heck.

Zoey watched me carefully and sat beside me. "How're you doin'?" She asked, wrapping an arm around me. The boys stood to the side and got to know one another. I thought it would be good for Jackson to see Tom, and meet Bill. He's been trying to take care of me for the past few days, and not much caring about anything else.

I shrugged my shoulders and played with a silly band on my wrist. "I've been better." I looked up at the sky. The bright blue and white brightness had been fading, and turning to black. I couldn't help but feel the urge to jump up and run into the woods, looking for Dillon and Joe. What if something happened to them? What if Dillon got hurt? I shook that idea from my head and looked back at Zoey.

She patted my side gently. "Where are you staying? I mean, did you already move out?" She asked. She sounded unsure of asking, but it didn't bother me.

"Most of my stuff is still there. Jackson's having the rest sent to his house in Texas. Then a lot of my other shit is at his hotel we're staying at." I shrugged. "I told him he didn't have to, but he refuses to let anything else happen."

"You know," She bit her lip and removed her arm slowly. "You're still welcome with us. We have another bedroom."

I shook my head. "It's fine. You have your hands full, and soon I'll have mine full trying to figure out what to do. I need a new job, I need some where else to stay. I can't just take over Jackson's life." I sighed and rested my head in my hands.

"He doesn't seem like he minds. Besides, I thought you two were back together. Why should getting in his way matter?"

"Zo, something's wrong. He didn't leave because he wanted to, he left because he had to. If I had any idea why he left in the first place, I wouldn't have acted like I did. "

She gasped and looked over at him. "What happened?"

I shook my head. "I don't think he wants me to tell anybody yet. If he didn't want to tell me, why would he want to tell you guys?"

She nodded. "Good point."

We sat there for another hour. Dark finally fell upon us, the wind blowing harder. Jackson, Tom and Bill seemed to be hitting it off just fine. Zoey and I laid in the grass, using our boys jackets as pillows and blankets and closed our eyes. We were all afraid to move, in case Joe came back. Maybe even Dillon. Hopefully both. Besides, we had no where else to stay. We hadn't checked into a hotel yet.

I turned on my back and looked up at the moon. It was a half moon tonight. And so pretty. I smiled, remembering a few months back when Jackson and I snuck out of a hotel one night. He took me out to a lake and we watched the moon and counted the stars all while eating a small dinner he made for us. He had a romantic side to him, it was just the matter of when I'd see it most.

I turned back on my side and closed my eyes. I felt eyes on me, like something waiting on that moment I fell asleep so it could tear my head off my shoulders. I couldn't help but imagine a werewolf standing behind a tree, a vampire leaning against a branch, or maybe even a regular wolf, crouching down in the tall grass.

A part of me hoped Joe found Dillon, and they were already staying at a hotel. We could call if either of us remembered our phones. I had mine, but it died nearly two hours ago. Bill said he had his but he didn't have our numbers, and none of us could remember them.

I sat up and almost jumped seeing Jackson laying down at my feet. He was snoring. I giggled and quietly stood up. I needed to walk around. Too much thinking..

I walked towards the trees and walked in the entrance. It was dark, cold, and creepy but this didn't stop me. I could barely see in front of my face, so I walked slowly.

I heard a snap to my left and froze. A chill ran up my spine. I waited, trying to hear it again. I heard nothing. I took a step.

"What are you doing out here?"

I almost jumped out of my skin as I fell on the forest floor. I knew that thick German accent as Bill's. I felt a little better then wondered why he was out here. "I-I couldn't sleep." I said, standing back up.

He walked closer and I could see his face a little better through a small opening in the top of the trees where the moon shone down on us. "So you had to walk all the way out here?" He asked. He seemed like he was having a little trouble talking American. I knew how that was, trying to speak another language you barely know.

"Why are you out here?" I asked.

He chuckled, sending more chills down my spine. His voice was just so.. cute. Even in his laugh. "Following you. I saw you walk in here, I didn't want you.. hurt." He shrugged his shoulders.

I nodded. "Gruselig.." I muttered.

"You speak German?" He asked, shock in his voice.

I giggled. "I speak German, Italian, Spanish, French, and a little Irish." I grinned.

"Sexy." He smirked. The way he said that made goose bumps on my arms. Now I knew why Zoey loved Tom so much. German accents were so hot.

"Non si è." I smirked. Speaking Italian now.

His eye brows shot up, causing me to giggle again. "That was really sexy." He muttered and stepped closer to me. I took a step back, my back bumping into a tree. "So tell me," He creased my cheek gently with his fingers. "how did you and Jackson get together? He doesn't seem like your type."

"Wh-what do you mean?" I asked. He was a little too close for comfort..

"He doesn't seem as smart as you, he's country. You don't act country, and he just doesn't seem to like you being around other men, but you love it."

I shook my head. "Not true."

"He told me to stay away from you, Skylar." His accent suddenly got sexier. "But that made me want you more."

I bit my lip and shrunk back as he came at me, holding me tightly and kissing me full on the lips. I tried to push him back but he was too strong. He pinned me against the tree and pressed his body against mine. The bulge in his pants getting bigger by the second, and me giving up a little every second.

Finally, I just kissed him back. Falling into this trap of sexy German men.