Poppy's P.O.V
"Poppy, are you okay?" I looked up to see Jacob looking at me with concern and worry all over his face. "I saw Him leave so I thought... Poppy did he do something to you?"
I shook my head and grunted slightly. the cool porcelain against my face helped my sickly feeling body begin to feel better.
"No of course not. I just don't feel well" I mumbled, my voice sounding shaky and slightly hoarse. I felt Jacob's strong arms slide underneath me to hold me. I felt him lift me as my head pressed against his chest. My entire body rested against him as I felt him move, though I couldn't discern where we were going. I felt him put me into the jeep and the engine roared to life. The leather felt cool against my body.
"Jacob I'm fine. I just need to go home." I protested quietly while
