Chapter 1

„Aww...That is so sweet! When's the wedding?"

Startled, we both turned around to see Sam's gang members, Paul and Jared, behind us, smirking and not hiding the fact that they just had eavesdropped our conversation. It was Paul, who had the biggest mouth of them all, who spoke.

„Get lost." Jake growled at them and squeezed my hand. He was angry. He had just given me a little heart shaped chocolate box for our one year anniversary and had told me how much he loved me and how I made him feel when we were suddenly interrupted.

„Fuck you, little shit." Paul said with a smirk on his face and took a step closer to us, trying to intimidate Jake and me.

Jake got up and was already ready to give in into the fight for which Paul was definitely looking for, but I got up and held onto his arm.

„Jake, let's go. Just ignore them. " I pleaded and tugged at his arm.

Sam's gang. They were the guys who always looked for trouble and somehow very often they found us and bullied me and Jake. And Paul was the worst. Jared and Sam usually laughed about Paul's comments about us, but they never were this worse. Sometimes Jared would say something too but Sam just chuckled and was enjoying our misery while smoking his smoke. Paul was playing with Jacob's nerves and was waiting for him to finally break and to try to punch him in the face at his another rude comment. But I was always there and managed to calm Jake down and drag him away from Paul.

As always, Jacob listened to me and took my hand in his, ready to leave them behind as we usually did.

I glared at them both before turning away, my eyes lingering a moment on Paul's. He licked his lips in a nasty way and winked at me.

„See you. " He whispered at me and smirked.

I quickly turned away as I felt my blush creeping up my neck as it always did when my eyes met Paul's. He always did something intimidating when I looked at him and I don't know why I even looked at him every time I met him, because I knew he would do something like that when our eyes met. Still, I disliked him and his friends, who spent their free time bullying us. Actually, I don't think I could ever like them.

„I'm sorry Bella. We should have stayed home. I had a bad feeling they would find their way to us again. " Jake sighed and looked at me sadly.

„It's okay. Don't feel bad, Jake, it's not your fault. " I squeezed his hand lightly and gave him a small smile which he returned.

„We can still drive to the beach if you wish." He suggested with a hope in his voice, still thinking it was his fault Sam's gang found their way to us.

To be honest, I wasn't in the mood to continue our anniversary date thanks to Paul, but I agreed just to make Jake feel better.

„Hey, Bells! How was your day? " Charlie greeted me as soon I walked into the kitchen to join him.

„It was fine. " I said with a sigh and was sure that that was what gave it away.

Charlie put down his magazine and looked at me concerned. „You met them again, didn't you? " He knew about mine and Jake's situation with Sam's gang but I always told Charlie that it was nothing big and they were just joking around and thankfuly he believed me. I didn't want Charlie to be involved in my problems so I lied to him because I knew if I told him the truth he would make things worse.

Damn you Jacob for telling my dad about them! I thought and found myself getting a little angry at him because of him I had to lie to my father and almost every day had this stupid talk with him.

I nodded my head not looking into his eyes and took a pizza slice from the table.

„No need to make dinner then? " I pointed to the pizza on the table and succesfully changed the subject.

„Guess I was just too impatient. And so was my stomach. " He smiled a little and returned to his magazine.

I quickly ate another pizza slice and made my way upstairs to avoid any other talking with Charlie. Since my mother had left us Charlie was trying hard to do things that mother should do, which included awkward and completely unnecesssary conversations about me when we were alone together.

I walked into the bathroom and locked the door. I got out of my clothes and underwear and stepped into the shower under the hot water. As always, while being in shower, I thought about my day and few moments later found myself thinking about Paul, about the way he had looked at me. Although he always did things like that, today seemed different. He had this predator look while he looked at me. I have seen in movies how guys look at girls when they want them and I felt like Paul had looked at me like that.

No. That couldn't be true. He hated me and Jacob.

He would only lick his lips while looking at me to make Jake angry. But Jake never saw him doing it. Maybe that was his way of trying to make me mad.

If so, it didn't work. I always found myself blushing and having a weird feeling in my belly when Paul looked at me like that. I actually felt that I liked the attention Paul gave me but I could never admit it out loud. I had a great dislike towards him when he spoiled mine and Jake's day.

I can't like Paul. I shouldn't even think about him. He's not worth thinking about. It's just a waste of time. I tried hard to force those thoughts on myself but just found more moments with Paul flooding into my mind.

Getting angry with myself I turned on the cold water and almost screamed as the cold water poured down on me.

I quickly got out of the shower and dried myself before putting my pajamas on and heading to my bedroom.

As usual, I was ready to call Jake but couldn't find my phone. I went into the bathroom, but it wasn't there. Going downstairs and searching for it everywhere I still couldn't find my phone so I decided to call Jake with my home phone. Maybe I left it in his car but after Jake confirmed that my phone was not there I gave up and went back to my bedroom.

After a while I remembered that I had a purse with me today and the last time I had a hold onto it was when Paul and Jared made their appearance.

„Oh no..." I moaned and suddenly remembered what Paul had whispered just when I turned away. See you, he had told me and I bet he saw that I had left my purse.

„Oh no..."

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