Ok so I know I promised two other stories… but… I can't stop this. Plus I'm having writers block on those two stories. So I present… (drum roll please!)… Love These Battles, But Love You More. Yes, I just came up with the name. I'm so proud of myself! I encourage/recommend/demand you to listen to I Love the Way You Lie part 2 Rihanna Ft. Eminem
Onward!
Disclaimer: Ok well I don't own the music or the Twilight but then again I don't want to own the Twilight… just the wolfpack.
Bella
I awoke in a tangle of heated bronze limbs and my soft ivory ones. My legs comfortably wrapped around his. A soft contented sigh escaped my mouth, then a shot of disgust at what happened.
Flashback
"Stop being such a bitch! I told you what happened and you keep questioning me about it! I don't want that skank! I didn't understand what was going on! I didn't come on to her! She came to me! Don't accuse me of shit you didn't know about!" his voice bellowed out.
I was beyond understanding at this point. I hate him but I love him. My obsession with him ends tonight!
Is it, is it really? A voice in my head said, or are you going to run back to him an hour later because it hurts to be apart from him? You always do.
Not this time I'm ending this once and for all.
"Shut the fuck up! I know what happened! I know what I saw! You were wrapped around that blonde bimbo. Did you even think about me? Yeah you know me? You're fucking GIRLFRIEND! I swear Paul all you want is sex! Is that why I'm around?" I cried out, tears leaking out of my eyes, never stopping, always flowing.
"What the fuck! Did you even hear what I said! I did not want Miranda! Do I have to fucking beat it into your thick ass skull!"
"I don't know Paul, you tell me! Because I honestly don't know!"
His eyes got soft, going from pure black to liquid onyx in mere seconds. He stepped toward me, never breaking the gaze.
"I don't want her," he pronunciated, "I love you. Do not stand here and tell me what the fuck happened because I know everything in this house."
I snapped. He knows I hate people that know everything like Edward supposedly did. I pushed him into the glass coffee table, making it shatter in a million tiny pieces. Glass flew every where.
"No one knows everything asshole." I spat, "I'm ending this I just can't take it. I'm going home and I will see you tomorrow at school." He pulled back my wrist and slapped me. I gasped and ran to my truck.
The tears flooded over my face. Rivers being created on my swollen cheeks. I drove home as quickly and safely as I could with my now blurry vision.
The door slammed shut, announcing my presence.
"That you Bells?"
"Leave me alone Charlie." I sprinted up to my room and locked the door.
I sobbed into my pillow going over the events that just happened. Paul would have a hell of a cleaning to do. The wall by the TV in the living room is cracked, his vases are all smashed, glass was everywhere, there was a big hole in the window upstairs in his bedroom. Overall his house was a wreck, all because of our argument.
I thought over our situation.
Our fights seem to turn me on.
I love him.
He loves me.
His old rep gets us into all of these arguments.
And I just can't get enough of him.
I crave him like Hermione Granger from Harry Potter craves books. I need him like the air I breath. His scent is all over my sheets, and it drives me crazy. I love him so much that my heart aches if I'm not with him. I just need him.
I stood up, grabbing my keys along the way.
"I'll be back dad! I'm going to La Push for something that I left." Yeah my heart, I thought.
The drive back to Paul's seemed to take forever. When in reality it was about 10 minutes.
I turned up his driveway and went inside his house since he never locked it.
"Paul," I sniffed.
He was sitting right where I left him as always. I ran into his arms, and cried some more. I sobbed and sobbed hysterically. He just comforted me whispering soft words of love, smoothing my frizzy brown locks down.
When the tears had subsided I looked up at his beautiful face.
I sniffed again, "Paul, I'm so sorry. I-I cant live without you I need you. I love you. I'm sorry, sorry, sorry."
He picked me up and went up to his bedroom and laid me down.
"Baby it's ok," he crooned, "I'm not going anywhere. I love you. I'm your imprinter, I'd be anything, do anything, and give anything for you. Only you sweetheart. I love you."
"Please show me?" I begged.
And he did, all night long until I reminded him about having to go to school the next day.
End Flashback
I hate myself, I hate us, I hate him!
I was not supposed to give in, yet I did! I'm an idiot, he's an idiot, WE are idiots.
I muttered under my breath, while trying to twist around to see what the time it is.
Paul stopped me, "Hush baby. Speak softly. And apologize to me that you pushed my ass into a glass coffee table!"
I gasped, "Fuck you Paul!" I wriggled out of his grasp and pulled on some clothes.
I ran down stairs and got pushed into the wall. I slapped him, but he didn't let me go. I looked at his hurt expression and melted instantly.
"Baby, without you, I'm nothing. I love you. I'm sorry, okay?"
I enveloped him in a hug, whispering how much I love him. After some time had passed with us just wrapped around each other in the middle of a destructed living room.
"Baby what time is it?"
He looked at the clock above us, "5:20."
"Shit! I gotta go get ready to tell Charlie my excuse."
"Okay, but you're spending the night here tomorrow. No excuses."
"I promise. See you at school later."
"I'll pick you up later how about that?"
"Perfect." I kissed him and went to my truck.
I drove home thinking about what to tell Charlie. When I got there the cruiser was gone.
More time for an excuse.
I unlocked the door and went in. I got up to my room and a note was taped there.
Bells,
I know you spent the night at Paul's. I'm not going to punish you, but next time tell me that you're going to sleep over there, okay? I was worried honey. I had to go into the station early to work on some files, I'll be home by six.
Love you,
Dad
He knows. Oh well. I ran in my room, and got an outfit for school ready.
A black sleeveless top, my white super skinny jeans, and my black knee high slouch boots. I got Paul's favorite bra and panty set, and went to go shower.
The shower water soothed my aching muscles and my confused mind. I thought about nothing and everything. I washed and got out when the water tried freeze me.
I spared a glance at the clock to find it to be almost 6:30. I hurriedly put on my clothes and blow dried my hair. I set about plaiting it messily and tossing my hair over my shoulder. I ran around getting my book bag and all my school stuff by the door.
I stuffed a pop-tart down my throat, downed some milk and was just in time to hear the knock at the door. I opened the door to reveal my sinfully delicious werewolf wearing low slung, dark washed jeans and a tight T that should be illegal.
I reached up to give him a kiss, "Morning baby."
"Mmm… morning. Ready?"
I bent down to get my book bag and shoved my iPod in one of the bag's pockets along with my accessories that I still need to put on.
"All good." I tossed on Paul's gigantic hoodie that I stole from him and got on his motorcycle. I gazed in his dark eyes while he put the helmet on me. He got on and started the short drive to Forks High, hell for any and all students unless you have entertainment.
As we pulled up everyone's eyes snapped to us. I rolled mine and got off. I took the helmet off and strapped it to the handle bars.
Paul grabbed my hand and shoved me up against the wall. His kiss was like whiskey, it gets me drunk. I was deliriously excited after one kiss. I moaned into his mouth yanking on his hair, mewling crazily. He growled and pushed into me more. I hooked my legs around his waist and ground into him.
He pulled away and groaned, "Shit." I pulled his mouth back to mine greedily, needing more kissing less talking. He growled again and I flooded my panties.
"No baby that wasn't a sex growl, that was a mad growl."
"What's wrong?"
"The Cullen's are back."
"Is that all? Paul I'm not leaving you for them, now kiss me damn it, and I demand a thorough fucking when we get to your place." With that said, I slammed my lips to his only for the bell to ring a second later.
"Damn it!" Paul roared.
"Come on baby. I need to put my stuff in my locker it's hurting my shoulder." He grabbed my bag and slung it on his arm, grabbed my hand and pulled me to my locker.
I opened it and shoved the shit in there, got all of my accessories and my iPod and put them in my jacket pocket. I took my English book and slammed my locker door shut.
"What's up Princess?"
"Paul you know what's up. I was about five seconds from fucking you in parking lot with a bunch of unsuspecting kids that would go running to everyone they know and blab and then Charlie will bust my ass and yell at me."
"Speaking of Charlie what did you tell him?"
"That's the weird thing he wrote a note saying that he knew I spent the night and that he went to the station earlier than usual."
We walked to homeroom and sat at our table with Angela and Jared.
"Hmm… so I saw something interesting happen to day in the parking lot."
I played along, "What was it Angie?"
"A certain couple about to shag each other into oblivion against the wall."
"Well," I dragged out, "Angie I was this close to fucking him but the damn bell rang."
I reached into my pocket and pulled out my strawberry scented perfume with the glitter infused. I looked up at Paul and took the hoodie off.
Looking innocent I asked, "Help me?"
He took the bottle and I bared my neck to him. He leaned in and squirted it. He leaned toward me even more and ran his nose up and down.
"Fucking sinful." He growled out. I moaned.
"H-help me tie these things on my arms. Renee sent them to me a few days ago."
"Hmm… I'd much rather be tying you up with them."
"Please?"
"Please what, princess?"
"Can you tie me up later?"
"My pleasure." He tied one of the black silk ribbons on to my upper arm, and the other to my wrist on the opposite arm.
I put my earrings in myself and thought I looked perfect when Paul whipped out a silver necklace with a wolf charm.
I looked at him eyes wide, "How did you know I wanted this?"
"When you took me shopping I saw you looking at it with a look of longing so after you left my house later I went back and bought it. I was going to give it to you yesterday our argument happened."
My vision blurred, "Paul I'm so sorry I ruined last night and it's all my fault."
"Princess don't cry you didn't ruin it."
I wiped my tears, and sat back in my seat.
"I'm still sorry."
"I know you are it's what you do."
I smiled at him and then Jared opened up his big ass mouth.
"That's sweet now can we get back to the hot scene from earlier? I was about to burst when you moaned."
"Shut the fuck up Jared!" Angela squealed.
"Babe you know it was hot."
"Ok yes it was."
I got my iPod and gave one earpiece to Paul and put the other in. It was our routine in homeroom. We had twenty minutes until 1st period. I changed to a song I didn't even know was on here and immediately remembered the words. I looked up at Paul to see his face full of recognition.
{Bella, Paul}
On the first page of our story
The future seemed so bright
Then this thing turned out so evil
I don't know why I'm still surprised
Even angels have their wicked schemes
And you take that to new extremes
But you'll always be my hero
Even though you've lost your mind
Just gonna stand there and watch me burn
But that's alright because I like the way it hurts
Just gonna stand there and here me cry
But that's alright because I love the way you lie
I love the way you lie
Ohh, I love the way you lie
Now there's gravel, in our voices
Glass is shattered from the fight
In this tug of war you'll always win
Even when I'm right
Cause you feed me fables from you're hand
With violent words, and empty threats
And it's sick that all these battles
Are what keeps me satisfied
Just gonna stand there and watch me burn
But that's alright because I like the way it hurts
Just gonna stand there and here me cry
But that's alright because I love the way you lie
I love the way you lie
Ohh, I love the way you lie, ohh
So maybe I'm a masochist
I try to run, but I don't wanna ever leave
Till the walls are going up
In smoke with all our memories
It's morning, you wake,
A sunray hits your face
Smeared makeup as we lay in the wake of destruction
Hush baby, speak softly, tell me that you're awfully sorry
That you pushed me into the coffee table
So I can push you off me
try and touch me
so I can scream at you not to touch me
run out the room and I'll follow you like a lost puppy
Baby without you I'm nothing
I'm so lost, hug me, then tell me how ugly I am
But that you'll always love me
Then after that shove me
In the aftermath of the destructive path that we're on
Two psychopaths but we
Know that no matter how many knives
We put in each others backs
That will have each other's backs cause we're that lucky
Together we move mountains
Lets not make mountains out of molehills
you hit me twice but yeah who's counting
I may have hit you three times
I'm starting to lose count
But together we'll live forever
We found the youth fountain
Our love is crazy we're nuts
But I refuse counsellin'
This house is too huge
If you move out I'll burn all two-thousand square feet
To the ground
Ain't shit you can do about it
Cause with you I'm in my fucking mind
Without you I'm out it
Just gonna stand there and watch me burn
But that's alright because I like the way it hurts
Just gonna stand there and here me cry
But that's alright because I love the way you lie
I love the way you lie
I love the way you lie
I love the way you lie
I love the way you lie
I love the way you lie
The song ended and I was left staring at Paul with love. His eyes shined with understanding about what I was meaning when I sung. He leaned down and gave me a searing kiss filled with passion and a promise of what to look forward to later today.
I responded with eager vigor. Raking my nails down his scalp and yanking on his hair.
When we pulled away I gasped out, "The song's right Paul, I do love the way you lie." It was then that I noticed the whole homeroom class clapping and whistling and cheering. Cat calls were made and shouts of an encore. Even Mrs. Davidson.
"Great job, not sure about the cursing but very fine job you should sign up for the talent show."
I blushed, "Thank you." The bell rang and we left for first period.
A/N: This is one of the only stories that makes me proud. I always get ideas from music and this is one of my favorite songs. So I love how I did this. I know for a fact that this will be a multi-chapter fic because it's fun to write this.
Review are almost as good as hot angry sex with Paul!
Ciao Babes ^_^