A/N:
I was just rereading New Moon, and I wondered if there was more to Mike's naseousness than what was said in the book, so I decided to explore that possibility. I do not own any lines that Stephenie Meyer has written on pages 209-215 in New Moon. Let me know what you think!
I walked into the movie theater with Bella and Jacob. I sat down in my seat and got comfortable, although I was already nauseous.
It didn't help that Bella was bragging about Jacob Black. First, it was freakin' Edward Cullen, now Jacob Black. Why can't Bella look at me the way she looked at Edward, or the way she looks at Jacob?
Every time I asked Bella out, she refused- told me to ask Jess out instead, or insisted that we go out as a group. What Bella didn't know was that I loved her, not Jess or anybody else. I don't know why Bella was so oblivious to that fact.
The lights dimmed as the movie credits appeared on the screen. I put my hand palm on the armrest next to Bella. I noticed that Jacob did the same thing. He's a year younger than Bella, how could he even hope that she would choose him over me.
Bella crossed her across her chest. It was obvious that Bella wasn't going to make any major choices tonight. I still didn't give up hope that maybe- just maybe- she would choose me over him.
I wasn't really paying any attention to the movie. All I could think about was Bella reaching out and grabbing Jake's hand. The thought disgusted me. I tried to hold back the feeling of sickness.
Then, I heard Bella and Jacob talking and laughing about the ridiculous special effects in the movie. That was it- I couldn't take their pathetic flirting any longer. I moaned, putting my head in my hands.
"Mike, are you okay?" Bella whispered to me. No, I answered in my head, I'd be better if you stopped flirting with Jacob and started paying attention to me.
I groaned again. "No," I gasped. "I think I'm sick." Sick of being freakin' ignored, I added silently.
I involuntarily groaned as I ran to the door as fast as I could. I quickly pushed open the door to the men's bathroom and locked myself in a stall.
I kneeled on the floor and pulled myself over the toilet, sickened that Bella was flirting with him.
All of the sudden, I heard the men's room door open with a bang.
"You okay, Mike?" It was Jacob. Dammit. I didn't really want to talk to him. We were competing for the same girl, after all.
In response, I threw up violently.
I heard the door shut again. Thank goodness he's gone, I thought.
I felt the nausea pass, and I stayed kneeling on the floor for a minute. I wasn't ready to go and face him again.
After waiting a few more minutes, I felt a little bit better, so I got up and walked over to the door.
What I heard shocked me- Bella had told Jacob that she liked him better than me. What the hell? I thought as I felt the nausea return to me. I ran back into the stall just in time…
I waited until I was sure that they were talking about something else. I stood by the door, eavesdropping once again. This time I heard Bella say that she didn't love Jake. I still have a small chance, I thought hopefully.
I leaned against the bathroom wall, patiently waiting for them to change the subject. It would be extremely awkward if I walked out into that conversation. Plus, I wanted to hear Bella reject Jacob one more time.
Then, Jacob brought up a different subject. I saw it as my opportunity to walk out of the bathroom. I quickly splashed some water on my face to make myself look sicker than I actually was. I messed up my blond hair and put on a weak and sick expression.
I opened the door weakly and stumbled out of the bathroom, preparing myself to face more of Bella and Jacob's pathetic attempt at flirting.