As I enter the bar, the smell of Alcohol and smoke assaults me nose. I look around the bar as I enter, taking note of my surroundings. Suddenly, I see him at the bar with another woman and I start to feel my face heat up, my blood boiling, as I suddenly have the urge to hid my face, and not let anyone see me, I feel like crying, however I remember what Jasper would always tell me, "Bella," he'd sigh, "Don't date 'till your thirty... I don't want you getting hurt" "Jasper, don't worry I'm a big girl... PLus Edwards a real sweet guy... I won't rush anything, don't worry as much... I think Your wrinkling..." I internally laughed at the memory and willed my feet to carry me faster to the place Edward was sitting at the bar.
I march myself right up to him, and tap him on the shoulder. As her turns around with his cocky grin on his face and his some-what dazzling eyes, I can't help but throw my fist back and give him a good right hook to the face.
My dad was a police chief and even if it was a small town he thought I should know how to physically take care of myself, say the need rose.
I stand there staring him square in the eye and watch the emotions flash across his face like lighting. First surprise, then anger, I was afraid he was going to punch me back as I see his fist raise a little then snap back to his side as he registered who it was. As that happened, he looked a little guilty, but if I wasn't searching hard, I don't think I would have seen it. He sits there for another few seconds as everyone around us basically stares straight into our skulls. He finally stutters out a few words managing an "uhhh Bella! What a surprise? I was just uhhmm heading over to uhmm the place that we were going to meet at but ya' see, I got a little-" "Save it for someone who gives a Damn, Edward, cuz I don't." I interrupt and walk away with my head held high. From behind me I can here the girl that was next to him cussing him out, and asking who the Hell I was.
I shake my hand a litttle wounded from the punch and check the time and willingly hop in my car deciding to pay Jasper a visit. Even though he's probably working, at a little restuant in town, he shouldnt mind.
If I injured my hand, I sure must've injured Edward... 'oh well,' I thought, 'that bastard sure as hell deserved it.'