Bella
So long I've been waiting for you, so many times I have called your name, I've had nightmares so bad that I wake up screaming. But still you're not there.
I get the picture Edward, you don't love me.
It's Saturday, I think I'm the only person who dreads Saturdays. I woke up at seven, desperately trying to drift off into a heavy sleep. And I did, until Charlie knocks loudly on my door.
"Bells, you awake?"
"Yeah," I mumbled.
"I managed to stir up some eggs for breakfast, they're in the microwave. Anyway, I've got to get to the station, I'll catch you later"
"Bye Dad," I said quietly, but he was already gone.
By the time I woke up, the eggs were cold; still, I ate them fast, brushed my teeth and had a shower.
The cold water woke me up completely. But after a few seconds I turned it right onto hot, the coldness reminded me of him.
"Crap!" I said, I put it on far too hot, so hot even that I jumped out of the shower. But it was lucky that I did, because in the distance I could hear the phone ringing.
It might be, no it wouldn't, months had been and no phone call, I had to face the fact that it wasn't him.
"Hello," I said half heartedly.
"Bella," It was Jake. My mood lifted immediately, Jake always seemed to call at the right moments, to cheer me up.
"Jake, Hi!" I said.
"Hey, what are you doing?"
"Umm," I hesitated. "You interrupted me from my shower,"
He laughed in reply. "Oops sorry,"
"No worries," I replied smiling.
Jacob
When she said 'shower' it made me go all tense, that meant she was naked. I started breathing heavily.
"Jake, are you alright?"
"yeah, yeah," I replied nervously. As much as I didn't want to, I tried to take the image out of my head. Instantly my breathing slowed down.
"So, umm, do you want come to La Push with me and Embry?" I asked, hoping she'd reply with a 'yes.'
"You and Embry," she confirmed,
"yeah, Embry kinda forced me to invite him," I heard a giggle on the other side of the line.
"That would be cool, give me something to do on a Saturday,"
Bella
Damn, that sounded bad. I hoped he didn't get the idea that I didn't want to spend it with him.
"Great, I'll see you later then," but from his reply, he sounded happy.
"Bye," I said.
I got into my jeans, blue checked shirt and black converse, and dotted some blusher to make me look half decent.
Jacob was a big reason why I'm living. When Edward left, I several times contemplated suicide. Back then, without him, my life was empty. Back then, all that I thought about was him, back then I loved him with all my heart. I try to tell myself that I still do, that we're soul mates; that he's only gone because he loves me. But now, I wonder, whether there was always some other porcelain perfect vampire girl, one that was just like him, and he'd used my safety as an excuse to go to her.
Now I feel that my heart is drawn to another, not a vampire but a werewolf, not Edward but Jacob.