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Is this really who I have become? I stared into the mirror at the wide eyed girl before me. I could see behind me all the chaos I caused in my bathroom. The thing that stood out the most was the red of my blood against the walls. My mind was whirring at a thousand miles a minute to all of the events leading up to this moment. Where did this all start?
He smiled at me from across the club and I felt my breath catch in my throat. Hmmm who's this gorgeous guy coming towards me? He was everything I loved seeing in a guy and more. I watched him in my drunken stupor. He looked to be several inches taller than me, dark russet skin, hypnotizing dark brown eyes, a bright white smile showing perfectly aligned teeth, and he was walking perfection in itself. He wore a tight black shirt stretching across his well defined muscles, and some loose jeans with holes in them.
I couldn't help but bite my lip as I admired his walking form coming towards me. His walk was arrogant. He knew he was hot and I loved that he did. I licked my lips sensually before I spoke up to him.
"And who might you be?"
He looked down first smiling a sexy smile before looking up through his long, thick black eyelashes and spoke simply.
"I'm Jacob Black." His voice was deep and husky and sent shivers down my spine.
"Jacob, huh? That's cute."
He raised an eyebrow looking down at me in shock.
"Cute? I don't do cute. Cute is for kittens and I ain't no kitten sweetheart." He leaned in as he said this as if to emphasize his non kittenness intoxicating me with his sweet mouthwatering scent. "By the way what's your name?"
"Bella Swan."
"Bella? Mmm it's sexy." He smirked at me and I felt my panties dampen. "Well Bella what do you say me and you head to my apartment and get to know each other a little better."
I bit my lip and stared deep into his eyes. "I say that'd be great" I winked and swished past him towards the exit swaying my hips in my black mini skirt and knee high black stiletto boots. I could feel his eyes watching me as I walked away. In the back of my mind that little voice was screaming at me violently as to what the hell I thought I was doing. You shouldn't be doing this! You're not ready for this! You're going to regret this in the morning! Oh shut up I deserve some fun after how he left me. I didn't even see it coming. I fought off the overwhelming depression that threatened to take me under again. No you can't do this. Not now. He's not coming back just give up Bella. I became so lost in arguing with myself in my thoughts that I wasn't watching where I was going and tripped into my car.
"Damn it!!! Now there are fingerprints on it!" I was pissed at my baby having fingerprints. I looked over my red sport Mercedes several times to make sure those were the only ones. No matter how drunk I was I wouldn't let anything happen to my car. Of course He's the one that gave it to me. But that's not the reason I'm keeping it. Of course not you pathetic bitch.
"Is everything cool?" he asked. His eyes wandered to where I was glaring and they widened when he saw the fingerprints. "Oooh uh I can get those cleaned off for you if you want. I own a car garage and we can stop by for some of the spot cleaner we have."
"That's fine thanks." He seemed to wince at the harsh tone of my voice.
"Um how about you just follow me in my car, the garage isn't too far from here." He stepped away slowly and walked down the sidewalk to a big, gray Silverado truck and climbed in. the loud revving broke me out of my trance and I got in my own car sliding into the black leather seats. It's a really nice car. That's why I won't give it up, cuz it's nice. I really need to stop lying to myself. Why do I let him lead my life? Every time a guy shows interest in me I always end up thinking of him. Damn you Edward Cullen. I curse the day I met you. I curse your gorgeous green eyes and rock hard abs. I curse your beautiful bronze hair and sharp features. I curse your porcelain skin.
I found myself picturing him again. How he held me all night comforting me when my dad passed away. The way he would smile at his family's antics. As if I didn't miss him enough I missed his family even more. They took me in when Charlie died and I almost felt like a part of their family. Of course I couldn't be more wrong. His sister Alice was my best friend. His brother Emmett was almost like a brother to me. I even missed Emmett's fiancée Rosalie, and she didn't like me very much because of my closeness with Emmett. Then there was Alice's fiancée Jasper. He was something else. Alice was quite the handful and he stood by her side no matter what. I felt tears come to my eyes at the thought of how devoted to her he was. Why couldn't Edward devote himself to me? Why wasn't I enough for him? Of course Jasper tried to give me a heads up about Edward but I didn't want to listen. If only I had. Then there was His dad Carlisle and his mom Esme. They were like parents to me. Too bad his whole family cut you off once Edward did…
I shook my head clearing my thoughts and tried to remember what I was doing at a car garage. Oh yeah that's right. I thought it was totally cool to go to a complete stranger's house with the intent of having sex, and to top it off I followed him to a garage just so I could clean the fingerprints off my car…Wow Bella. You've come a long way haven't you? I groaned. Why do I do things without thinking? Jacob got out of his truck and motioned me over to him. I groaned again and got out walking over to where he stood.
"Well this is my garage. Come on in and I'll show you the spot cleaner I was talking about." His tone was lighthearted and I found myself at ease around him. He unlocked the door and we went on inside. The place was huge and very well kept. There was a wall full of different kinds of cans and little plastic things and another wall with all the parts. There were a few cars on lifts and a little office. Jacob walked over to the wall of cans and grabbed a huge spray bottle and a towel.
"This is the cleaner. Now let's go on outside and watch those prints disappear." He noticed my distress. "Is everything alright? I mean I know you don't know me or anything but you seem pretty bummed out."
"Yes…I'm Fine." The corner of his mouth turned down at my tone. He just shook his head and went to work on cleaning. Within seconds the fingerprints were gone. No trace of them anywhere. Just like Edward.
"Hey you know what I think you seem real distressed right now so how about we just hang out tomorrow? I know I'm just some random stranger but you seem pretty cool. I'd like to get to know you better."
I felt bad for being like this around him. I mean it wasn't his fault I was a total nutcase. So I at least could do this for him. "Sure that's cool. What did you have in mind?"
"Well I work in the morning. So is there any place in particular you want to hang out?"
"I could just come here that's okay with you. I've always been interested in cars." I knew he probably wanted to go meet for lunch or something but I just couldn't bring myself to do that. I also knew that being around cars would do more damage than the lunch date but I always did seem to be some kind of masochist.
"That's fine. Um I'm here at around 8 so come around anytime after that." He smiled and nodded at me. "I guess I'll see you tomorrow Bella." He waved and got into his car driving away.
All I could do was stand and stare, watching his car shrink in the distance. I slowly got into my car starting it up. He seems like a nice guy. I should at least give him a chance before completely shutting him out….whatever Bella, it's been a year since he left you and you can't even stand fingerprints on the car he gave you….shut up voice in my head…I drove the rest of the way to my apartment in silence. I parked and walked up to room 209. My eyes drifted to the apartment next to mine. That used to be his apartment. I shook my head, stuck in my key and walked into my apartment. There really wasn't much in my apartment. There was a TV a black couch, black coffee table a simple kitchen, and everything in my room was black even my walls were painted black and I had a black cover over my window for added darkness. It's amazing to think that before he left my apartment was filled with blues and browns, even some pinks from Alice. I heaved a sigh and plopped down on the couch clicking on the TV to something I wasn't even paying attention to. I ended up falling asleep with the TV on and dreamt of a bunch of colors.