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Ch. 2

"Jacob!" Emily screamed as she came down from her orgasm. She fell off of Jacob in a hot, sweaty, heap of flesh and lay next to him. She reached for her bag to light a cigarette but Jacob squeezed it shut.

"Don't smoke in my bed," he ordered. Emily pouted at him.

"You know you can be kind of an asshole," she said. Jacob shrugged and took a swig of his water. Emily stood up and wrapped her body in a sheet. Jacob avoided looking at her as she stood up and checked his phone. He didn't want to be rude but he kinda wanted Emily to leave. They had an arrangement. They had sex, and she left.

Period. But she was beginning to linger now.

"D'you wanna go get a bite to eat?" she asked.

"No," he said. Emily slipped her tank top over her head and glared at Jacob.

"A girl likes to be romanced Jacob," she said.

"Don't make this more than this is Emily. We fuck. That's it," he said rubbing his eyes.

"Wow, you really know how to make a girl feel good about herself don't you?"

"Come on, you knew what this was before we got involved with each other. Why are you trying to make us into some couple?"

"Because, sometimes a girl likes to be courted," she pouted.

"Let's be honest, when you first met me, you weren't thinking 'oh I want to be courted by that guy'. You wanted what I could give you. You wanted sex," Jacob said.

"Sometimes you make me feel like a cheap hooker," she said putting her jeans skirt on.

"A hooker wouldn't talk this much," Jacob mumbled to himself.

"What?"

"Nothing."

Emily sighed. "Whatever… I gotta get going. Will you call me?"

Jacob gave her a blank stare and she got the hint. He wasn't going to call her.

Ever.

"Goodbye Jacob," she said.

"Bye, Em."

Emily sighed, grabbed her bag and went out of the door. Jacob threw his legs over the side of the bed and pinched the bridge of his nose. Just talking to Emily made his head hurt. He could only tolerate being around her in intervals where talking wasn't required and moaning was. She wasn't even that good in bed but she was easy. He didn't have to go through the work of hitting on a woman and buying her dinner when he had Emily. Jacob's phone rang loudly and he reached to answer it.

"Hello," he said.

"Get dressed man, I'm on my way to come and get you," Edward said. Jacob furrowed his eyebrows.

"What are you talking about?"

"I'm saying get dressed, we're going out. We haven't hung out in a while," he said.

Jacob sighed.

"No… I know what that sound means. I'm on your street now. Come on!"

"Alright… alright. I'm getting dressed now," Jacob said. He pressed the end button on his phone and walked into his bathroom to take a quick shower. 10 minutes later he was out of the shower, his hair dripping wet. His doorbell rang and he wrapped his waist with his towel and went to answer it.

"Why aren't you ready?" Edward asked.

"I had to take a shower. Emily was over a while ago." Edward shook his head.

"Why are you still messing with her? She's… well… her. You know what I mean," Edward said. He hated calling women names but Emily was a whore. Anyone could see that.

"Whatever man. I get what I want and she gets what she wants," Jacob said walking back into his room to finish getting dressed.

"Can't you just settle down? Aren't you ready for the wife and kids deal?" Edward shouted to Jacob. He sat down on his best friend's living room couch and put his feet up on the coffee table.

"No. I like where I am. I don't want the kids thing and having a wife is impossible in our field of work. You and I both know that. I mean look at Chief Swan. He had the wife and kids thing and his first wife left him for the pool boy. It's too much of a hassle," Jacob explained.

"I don't know... I think it's a blessing. To have a wife and kids. I guess I just want the American dream," Edward sighed. Jacob laced up his black combat boots and reached for his leather jacket.

"Dude, you go on one date with this Bella chick and you're thinking about marriage and shit like that… what the hell? We were supposed to be the minority. The only ones who didn't get tied down. Emmett got married, Jasper is bound to propose to Alice any day now, Quil got married, Embry and Collin are going to New York to have a ceremony, hell even that asshole Sam is getting married," Jacob said.

"Well actually Sam is no longer engaged… well to Chief's daughter anyways. Apparently Leah caught him cheating. And you'll never guess who with,"

"Who?"

"Her cousin."

"Well that's fucked up… "

"Yeah. But I don't think I want the playboy life anymore. I wanna settle down one day. Whether it's with Bella or not," Edward said. Jacob grabbed his keys out of the dish and sighed.

"Well you have fun with that. I'm never getting married. Ever," Jacob said.

"Never say never, Man," Edward said leading the way out of the house.

Leah would like to feel hurt. She wanted to feel the pain that any woman felt when they got cheated on but she couldn't feel it. She wasn't numb, she just didn't care anymore. So what if she found her fiancé in bed with her cousin Emily. She got her one hit in, and punched the shit out of Sam and moved on. Leah knew she had been growing apart from Sam for a while now. He was upset that she wanted to be an agent. He wanted the perfect housewife who stayed at home and cooked and took care of the kids but Leah wasn't that type of woman. She was independent and the last thing she needed was a man who couldn't support her decision to become an agent. It was just going to tie her down.

"Lee… I am so sorry," Bella said looking as if she would cry.

"I'm fine Bells, relax," Leah said, taking a swig of her beer.

"You just found out your fiancé cheated on you… with Cousin Emily! She is such a bitch. Let's go key her car… or her face!" Bella said excitedly.

"Bella, calm down. I'm fine. Emily can have him. He wasn't the right guy for me anyways. And if we try to key her face mom and dad would have our heads. But save the key her car thing. It would be a fun," Leah said. Bella smiled at her and took a sip of her own drink. That's what Leah loved about Bella. Whenever she had a problem, she went to Bella's house and they'd drink for hours, get drunk, and do something ridiculous. No one knew how wild a person Bella was because she was always quiet but if you got a couple of margaritas into her, she became a different person.

"Edward invited me out but I'm not gonna go. You and I can go to the store and meet up with these two awesome guys I've known for years. Jack and Jose," Bella offered.

"No… go. Enjoy your night out with your boyfriend," Leah said.

"He isn't my boyfriend. We're just talking," she said.

"Mhm… sure you are. Seriously Go."

"Why don't you come with us?" Bella asked.

"What? No! I'm not gonna be the third wheel Bella."

"Oh come on! It should be fun. We're just going to the club. You're just gonna stay here and drink anyways. Come do it in public with me. Please?"

"Bells, I'm not coming on your date with you."

"Please? I can have Edward bring a friend for you to talk to."

"Ugh god, now it's a set up. Are you trying to get me on a double date?"

"No… but you are in need of a good fucking," Bella said. Leah tossed her bottle cap at her and gasped.

"Bella!"

"What… it's true! I see the way Sam dances. I can tell he sucks in bed."

"You can't tell how someone performs in bed by their dancing."

"Yes you can! It's a scientific fact," Bella laughed while Leah rolled her eyes dramatically. "Come on Lee. You know you want to."

"If I go will you stop talking about my lack of sex?"

"Yes, yes I will," she said.

"Fine." Bella squealed loudly and reached for her phone.

"Okay, I just text Edward and told him to invite his hottest friend to go with us."

"How will he know who's hottest? You just gave your boyfriend permission to check out another guy," Leah chuckled. Bella shrugged.

"As long as he knows I'm the hottest, I'm good."

"Whatever you say. Oh just tell him not to invite that Jacob guy."

"What's wrong with Jacob?"

"He looks like one of those fuck you, then leave you types. Not to mention he seems like a prick."

"I dunno. I think he's hot in a bad boy kinda way," Bella said.

"You think everyone's hot. Didn't you make out with the entire football team in high school?"

"No.. Just with numbers 49, 32, 25, and 13," she said.

"Really, you don't even remember their names?"

"High school was a confusing time for me Leah," Bella said.

"Sure, sure. And you called Emily a whore."

"I didn't sleep with them," she defended "I didn't even have sex until college with Mike."

"Oh yeah.. I remember that. Why'd you call me afterwards?"

"I had to tell someone."

"Whatever. I just don't wanna be around that Jacob guy. He just rubs me the wrong way," Leah said.

"Duly noted."


A/N: Here's chapter 2. I have all the way up to chapter 4 typed and so I should update again very soon. This story is actually really fun to write and I hope you guys will have as much fun reading. Please review.

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