Okay so I wanna start off and apologize about the grammar hopefully by chapter three I will qualify for the beta reader and it won't read like it was edited by a second grader. It's a little long but all this stuff needed to happen in this chapter so I hope you enjoy it.
EPOV
My eyes stung when I opened them the next morning. I knew it was early and I knew that I didn't want to get up but Jake was snoring; it sounded like a train was barreling through the room so I sat up and cursed the sunlight.
It was sunny. It was never sunny in Forks and on the one day I was going to be grumpy and tired the skies decided to open up and bless this sunless town with sun.
I went to my bathroom and looked at myself in the mirror. My nose was swollen and bruises had started to form under my eyes. I touched it lightly and scrunched my face together which hurt like a mother fucker and I tried to remember why I thought this was a good idea.
My mom was going to be utterly disappointed in me.
I quietly tiptoed downstairs and into the kitchen where my mother Esme was cooking breakfast. It looked like she was making bacon, eggs, potatoes, pancakes and toast and it looked like there was enough to feed twelve. I sat down on a stool around the island in our immaculately clean, white kitchen that looked cleaner and whiter with all the light that was coming through our floor to ceiling windows and said, "You got enough food there Ma?"
"I heard Jacob snoring upstairs. I wanted there to be enough so that we could eat too." She didn't turn to face me but I could tell she was smiling; she continued to flip the pancakes and scramble the eggs. I watched her, laughing at the joke she made about my disgusting friend.
My mother was a beautiful, elegant woman or as Jake and Jasper so lovingly put it a MILF. She had old Hollywood features and long bronze hair, the same color as mine. She was slender and in perfect health, she didn't look forty and was envied by ever woman in Forks.
"Where's Dad?" I asked taking a grape off the stem and popping it into my mouth.
"He's at the hospital." The way she said this left a bad taste in my mouth, I knew my parents were having problems lately and it was starting to concern me. They weren't trying to hide it from me now and their distaste and annoyance for one another was coming out in every word they said about each other.
My dad, Carlisle, was a doctor at Forks General Hospital; he was the most respected doctor on staff and was constantly being called in leaving my mother here, in our massive clean house all alone. This wasn't making anything between my parents any better and instead of working things out my mom was constantly remodeling the house and dad was burying himself in his work.
A divorce was imminent unless they both started trying to make it work, that was if they wanted it to work. I suspected that the both of them were having affairs. Maybe that's why Charlie was always so worried about my mom.
She interrupted my train of thought. "Charlie Swan called this morning."
I closed my eyes and sighed out in frustration. That bastard. I'd rather be in jail then have to deal with the disappointed look that was going to be on my mother's face in about ten seconds. She turned and looked at me and there it was that fucking look. I'd rather her be mad at me but it wasn't in my mother's nature to get mad it was in my mother's nature to make you feel as guilty as shit.
She came over to me and cupped my face in her hands. She moved it from side to side examining the area. Her eyes were so sad and full of disappointment that I wanted Jake to punch me in the face again for being such an asshole. "Edward look at your face."
"I can't see my own face." I was trying to pull away from her; she kept lightly pushing the bridge of my nose.
She rolled her eyes at my comment. "Does it hurt? Is it broken?"
"When you poke it like that, yeah, and no it's not broken." She let go of my face looking defeated by my attitude and walked back to the stove. She took a plate and started putting food on it. She placed the plate in front of me along with cutlery and syrup and poured me a glass of orange juice and sat across from me loading her own plate with food.
"Have your father look at it when he gets home." She started poking at her food putting small pieces in her mouth.
"Naw me and Jake will be gone by then." I poured syrup all over my food; I loved the taste of sweet on things that shouldn't be sweet.
I looked up from my food and saw that she was trying to hold back tears and I felt awful; I was about to leave her alone in this enormous house with a husband that was never there. She swallowed hard and looked away from me.
"Mom." I said sympathetically reaching across the island grabbing her hand. "If I didn't get in the accident I'd be in Seattle already."
"I know I'm just going to miss you so much." She got up and came around the island and hugged me. I couldn't force myself to be witty or an asshole I just hugged her back hoping that this loving, comforting gesture could be the last thing I could do for my mom before I left.
After she let go she went back to her breakfast and we sat in silence until we had both finished eating. She stood and grabbing both of our plates and cleaned them vigorously before putting them in the dishwasher. She poured two cups of coffee into white, clean china and placed one in front of me. I put some cream and three cubes of sugar in the coffee and stirred robotically.
I looked up. "You know who I met last night?" She shook her head and looked interested so I continued. "Isabella Swan."
Her head jerked. She looked shocked. "Charlie's daughter?"
I nodded and took another sip of my coffee.
She folded her hands in front of her and leaned closer to me. "What's she like?" She sounded curious.
I took a couple of seconds before I answered; I wanted to pick the most appropriate word to describe her. "She interesting." And that was it; that was the word I came up with; interesting. It seemed to please my mother and she nodded, satisfied.
"I smell the most delicious food that has ever been food." Jacob came shuffling in and sat down not even bothering to take a new plate, he just pulled the platter with the pancakes on it in front of him and covered it with scrambled eggs and syrup and started eating like there was a fire.
My mom and I watched him as he put inhuman amounts of food in his mouth; he downed five pancakes in a minute. He looked up at my mom. "I love you Mrs. Cullen." He spat food out all over the island.
"You're disgusting dude." I got up and put my cup in the dishwasher.
"Could you please wash your cup before you put it in the dishwasher?" My mother had a napkin in her hand and was kneading it, looking at the cup that was half in the dishwasher and half in my hand, she looked distraught. I was going to make a comment about washing something before you put it in a machine that is going to wash it more but I just huffed and took it out of the dishwasher, washed it and then put it back in. I leaned against the counter.
"Alice is coming home this weekend." She had visibly calmed, she seemed happier talking about her baby girl.
"Fuck a doodle-do." I said sharply crossing my arms looking away from her.
"Edward!" Her mouth opened in shock and Jacob choked on his food, he had moved on to the potatoes and bacon.
"What? I'm an adult I can swear if I want to and you know of my distaste for Alice." I moved around the kitchen looking for something to do with my hands but everything was in its exact place and nothing was out of order so I ended up just circling the island a couple of times.
"Edward you should really end all this foolishness. She's your sister, you can't blame her for what happened forever." She looked at me with understanding and under lying anger. I knew all she wanted was for her babies to get along but I just couldn't deal with Alice especially after seeing Jasper last night.
"Actually I can and I will." I looked at her with an eyebrow raised, I was so smug. No I was an asshole. Her brow furrowed, she was hurt by my comment and I sighed and walked towards her. "I'm gonna go and sweep the house one more time before we go." I walked over and kissed her on the cheek. "Thank you for breakfast mom."
She raised her hand that felt like paper and put it on the other side of my face giving me a kiss on the cheek keeping me there until I started to pull away. "You're welcome sweetie."
I ran up the stairs. "Hurry Jake I wanna be out of here before eleven." I shouted from the top of the landing. He responded with a series of incoherent mumbles.
I walked into my room and looked around. I knew that I had everything that I was going to need while I was at school so I went over to my bed and laid down I turned over and pushed play on my iPod that was sitting in its loading dock. All the Young Dudes by Mott the Hoople started to play.
I got dressed and cleaned up Jacob's make shift bed on my floor. I started straightening the things in my room letting my mind wander to the night before.
It was awesome getting to see Jasper again after so long. He seemed so different since the last time I saw him but still exactly the same. He seemed excited to see me which was a huge change since the last time we spoke and it was nice to talk to someone that I shared so much of my past with.
I wanted to see him again. I wanted to reminisce about old times. I want to laugh about all the shenanigans we got into when we were in high school. I wanted to see the light back in his eyes; I wanted to see the Jasper I grew up with back in the Jasper he was now.
I decided to call him. I wanted to take him back to Seattle with me and Jake.
I dialed his home number and let it ring until the machine picked up. I didn't leave a message and instead called his cell phone. When he didn't pick up his cell either I tried to think of where he'd be.
Bella Swan's face flashed in my mind. It would make sense for him to be there especially since he was probably going back with her. I scrolled through previous callers until I found Swan, C and pushed talk.
I became aware of the music again, Gary Newman's Cars was playing and it was mixing with the sound of the ringing creating a new beat that I tapped my toe to.
After it rang twelve times someone finally picked up. She sounded groggy and irritated when she answered the phone and I thought of Marla Singer in Fight Club. "Hello."
I straightened up and stumbled over my words. "Uh, yeah, hi, uh, is Bella there?"
"This is she." She coughed. She must have turned away from the phone because it sounded far away.
"Hey it's Edward." That was all I could think of to say, I felt like an idiot that my normally stellar conversational skills were failing me so badly.
"Who?" Her voice was coarse. She was telling Rosalie to get up, again she sounded far away.
"Edward Cullen you met me last night?" I was starting to sweat. What was it about this girl that made me sweat?
She laughed, just a short, sweet, cynical burst of laughter. "Oh yeah Mr. Hooker Man." It sounded like she was stretching. "What's up?"
"I was just wondering if Jasper was there with you." I wiped my brow.
"Not as far as I know." She was yelling at Rosalie telling her that she would cut her if she didn't get up. "Why?"
"I just wanted to ask him if he wanted a ride back to Seattle with me." I was starting to relax she was getting easier to talk to even though I knew I woke her up and she probably wasn't all that pleased with me.
"Well when he inevitably shows up I'll tell him you called." She started swearing and saying ow.
"Are you okay?"
"Yeah I just stubbed my fucking toe that's all." I could hear a loud thumping; she must have been hopping on one foot.
"Oh, okay, well thanks for passing this message onto Jazz when you inevitably see him." I was at ease; I had stopped sweating and the conversation finally felt natural.
"Yeah no problem and Edward." She sounded expectant.
"Yeah."
"This is strike number two. There are only two reasonable excuses for waking me up, natural disasters and death. Your call dealt with neither of those things." She sounded like she was smiling, like she was taking pleasure in this threatless threat. "You're on thin ice Cullen." She chuckled and then hung up the phone.
I pushed the end button and stared at my floor. I was sweating again.
BPOV
Edward fucking Cullen waking me up at ten o'clock in the morning, no more than ten hours ago my life was Edward Cullen free and now he seemed to infiltrating it.
I turned my head to look at a sleeping Rosalie. "Get your fat ass out of bed." I smacked her thigh through the blanket.
"My ass is not fat." She hissed through her teeth.
"Well if you keep lying in bed it's going to get fat." I leaned over and kissed her on the cheek and pushed myself off of my bed and out of my room that had been the exact same since the day I was born.
I heard a muffled "Fuck you" as I walked down the hall and down the stairs to my small, comfy, tan colored kitchen. I could smell coffee and I thanked God for blessing Charlie with ability to make the perfect cup of coffee. It was really quite remarkable considering he couldn't cook for shit.
I took out my favorite mug; it was shaped like Elton John circa 1974, and filled it to the brim putting two sugars in it. I walked over to our small kitchen table and settled in to read the paper Charlie left on the table. I took out the arts and entertainment section and read about How God Saved Mickey Rourke.
About a half hour later I heard the door slam shut and I sat up, threw the paper on the table and put my hair up in a messy bun. Charlie came into the kitchen and poured himself a cup of coffee. "Good morning Bella."
"Morning papa bear." I smiled smugly at him. He turned and accessed me. I hadn't looked in a mirror today but I could tell by his reaction that the prognosis wasn't good.
"That's an interesting look you got going there Bells. What are the kids calling that?" He sat down in the chair opposite mine.
"Hung over." I raised my eyebrows and smiled more. It had to be my face because my usual shorts and tank top pajamas were nothing new.
I was happy with Charlie. It was tense for awhile when I first started making an effort to come and see him but after a huge argument that ended with me being a sarcastic, cynical bitch and him being a miserable old man we seemed to be getting along swimmingly, with the exception of my snide remark last night.
"Where's Rosalie?" he asked pulling the rest of the paper that I had discarded towards him.
"Does Rosalie ever rise before the sun sets?" I drank the last bit of my coffee and went up to the stove and poured myself another cup.
"Well she better get up soon I gotta be back here by four thirty I'm going to LaPush to watch the game with Billy."
I sat back down. "Billy is Jacob's dad right?" I was slowly putting it all together. I could remember Billy but drew a complete blank when it came to Jacob.
Charlie smiled and rubbed his chin with his hand, sipping his coffee. "Right you met him last night. You don't remember playing with him when you were a kid huh?"
"Nope." For some reason I felt embarrassed that I couldn't remember Jacob, it felt like something I should have remembered.
"And you met Edward Cullen last night too."
"Yeah fucker woke me up this morning, calling here looking for Jasper." I drank more of my coffee and realized I was starving; I stood and opened the fridge looking at it hoping a prepared meal would magically appear.
"What did you think of him?" He angled his body so he could see me better, he looked genuinely curious.
"Why you got a crush on him?" I couldn't wipe that stupid smug smile off my face and I raised my eyebrow.
"No. He's got one of the biggest criminal records out of everyone who has ever lived in Forks, well besides Roberts, I just wanna know if you're interested in him; if I'm gonna call him son-in-law one day." He looked smug, he knew I didn't like discussing romantic things and he purposely did it to piss me off.
"Dad I'm met him once and he thought I was a hooker I would hardly say that's a love connection, plus I'm dating Jasper so I'm not really looking for another boyfriend." I took out the milk and got some Cheerios out of the cupboard.
"I'm just curious Bells you have a thing for the bad boys. Isn't your high school boyfriend in prison?" I placed a bowl full of cereal in front of him and sliced some bananas on top. I grabbed my bowl and sat down slicing the rest of the banana. "Yeah, he's in there for life. He was originally in the pen for drug possession and then he stabbed his cell mate to death." I widened my eyes and put a 'whoops' face on, shrugging my shoulders.
Charlie shook his head. "You sure know how to pick them Bells."
"That's what I want it to say on my gravestone." I smiled. He didn't. He looked confused and I wondered why I said the things that I said, it was like I couldn't control it sometimes. "I thought Edward was-" I paused looking for the right word to describe him. "Interesting."
We were silent for a little while until we heard the shower start upstairs. "Rosalie's up." Charlie stood and put his bowl in the sink he turned to face me and crossed his arms.
I looked at him and smiled and then realized I hadn't heard Emmett snoring all morning. "Where's Emmett?"
Charlie smirked. "He's cleaning the side of the house."
"Dad." I was trying not to smile; I was trying to sound disapproving. It wasn't working.
"What? That kid has just spent a week in my house eating my food and sitting on my sofa so I woke him up at eight-thirty and kicked him outside. That's the price you pay when you stay here." He looked proud of himself.
"You never make me or Rosalie do any house work." I pushed my bowl away from me laughing just the tiniest bit.
"Well I like you and Rosalie." He walked towards me and kissed the top of my head. "I'm glad you were home Bells." He walked out of the kitchen and into the living room.
I smiled feeling satisfied with our relationship. I got up and cleaned mine and his bowl. I sat back down at the table and the doorbell rang.
"Bella!" yelled Charlie
"Got it." I stood up and ran to the door. Jasper was standing on the other side looking a little worse for wear in faded jeans, and Iggy Pop t-shirt and a beat up leather jacket; he tried to smile and gave me a hug. He took my face in his hands and kissed me tenderly, taking my bottom lip in his mouth sucking on it lightly, breathing in deeply like he was trying to savor the moment. He broke away and smiled again, not a genuine smile like the one I saw with Edward last night but better than the one I got when I answered the door.
"You've got make up all over your face." He took his thumb and tried to wipe it off. It wasn't coming off the way he would have hoped and he began to look frustrated.
I put my hands over his and stopped him. "Don't worry about it I'll get it later." I smiled trying to read his face for what he was feeling.
"Yeah you're going to need some soap to get that off." He smiled again. He was getting better at it and I wanted to know the reason he couldn't smile genuinely, I wanted to know what happened to make the light leave his eyes. He kissed me one last time as passionately and as tenderly as the pervious kiss and brushed a strand of hair that had fallen in front of my eyes behind my ear. "You look beautiful today."
I couldn't help but smile. This is why I was with him. These tiny moments when it was just me and him and the world slowly melted away. The urge I had felt to rip him a new asshole for last night was gone and it was replaced by a feeling that wasn't really love but it was close.
He stepped away from me and I turned to lead him into the kitchen but I was stopped when I saw Charlie standing in front of the stairs. He had a hard, unamused look on his face that I found slightly comical and I had to bite my tongue to hold in my laugh. I looked over at Jasper who had a look on his face that Charlie was looking for. Jasper took a step forward to shake Charlie's hand. "Hey Chief Swan, what's up?"
The shower upstairs stopped.
Charlie slowly looked down at Jasper's hand and then slowly back up at his face. Charlie's face never flinched and he turned away from him and walked back into the living room. Jasper retracted his hand and looked at me. "Okay." He said slowly sounding a little weirded out.
I laughed. I couldn't help it; I thought it was funny that Jasper wanted to be liked by Charlie. We walked into the kitchen and he sat down I asked him if he wanted anything to eat or drink. He wanted water.
"Did you know that Emmett is outside cleaning your house?" His tone suggested that he thought it was crazy that Emmett was doing this.
I placed the bottle of water in front of him and laughed. "Yeah it's Charlie's way of making him pay for his stay this week." I sat down in the chair closest to his. He laughed but it was weak and forced.
"So when are we leaving?" his voice perked up, the idea of leaving Forks was and appealing thought.
"Oh." I sat up and grabbed his hand and pulled it to my chest, I started playing with his fingers. "Edward Cullen called here looking for you; he wants you to go back with him."
I saw something flash behind his eyes, it looked like anger. Or maybe it was fear. Whatever it was it made him recoil pulling his hand out of mine. "I think I should just go back with you."
"Why isn't he an old friend? It might be fun to catch up." I couldn't understand his reluctance; he looked happy to see him last night. I wanted to pry and push, I wanted to know what happened; why he didn't want to see his friend and why being in Forks forced him to drink more than usual. But I wouldn't ask because I knew he wouldn't tell; he would close up and shut down and would be a complete write off for the next week. I sighed out. "Okay you'll come back with us."
"Thank you." He leaned over and gave me a quick peck and then leaned back into his chair looking around the kitchen. "Do you have any coffee?"
I was slightly put off by his random question. I nodded and got up and poured him a cup. I put it in front of him. He took a flask out of his jacket and poured some into the mug.
"Is that bourbon? It's like eleven in the morning." I spat out at him.
"Bells calm down it's just a little bit of Jack to warm me up." He looked at me like I was crazy to be concerned.
I stared at him sipping his coffee. "Jazz I think you have a drinking problem." I looked at him dead on. I knew I looked severe, I knew that my eyebrow had raised involuntarily.
He looked shocked that I was being to blunt with him. "Bells seriously you worry way too much everything is under control."
I watched him. His brow furrowed causing the cut on his head from the night before to crinkle together; he immediately relaxed all the muscles in his face and brought his hand up to the cut. I was going to fight him but I knew it was no use. I relaxed my face and gave up. "Fine, if you say it isn't a problem then I guess it's not a problem."
The doorbell rang and we both looked towards the door.
"Bella!"
God Charlie was lazy. "Yeah, yeah I got it." I stood and ran my hand through Jasper's greasy blonde hair before I made my way to the door.
I opened it and saw the last person I expected to see standing on the other side. Edward Cullen looked different in the daylight. He looked better even though he had a massive bruise around his eyes and nose from when Jacob punched him last night which I still thought was a fucking stupid idea. He was still gorgeous and tall and sporting a David Bowie t-shirt today. He looked as nervous as fuck.
"Hey." He paused and pointed at me. "You've got make-up on your face." He cringed slightly, I figured it was because he thought what he had just said made him look like an idiot and it did.
"Yep." I paused watching him rock back and forth on his heels with his hands in his pockets. "Is that what you came here to tell me?"
"No. Um is Jasper here? Did he show up?" he looked really excited. He kept smiling this little smile and then he would frown, he did it like seven times in about ten seconds.
I grinned. "Yeah." I turned towards the kitchen. "Hey Jazz, Edward's here."
Jasper came out of the kitchen and smiled again, the same smile as the night before. It confused me; for someone that didn't want to see Edward he seemed really fucking excited that he was here. "Hey man."
They hugged. "Hey Jazzy Jazz, what's up man?" Edward looked at Jasper quickly registering his face, looking at him in the light. "Did Bella tell you I called?"
"Yeah she did." Jasper looked uncomfortable. I knew he didn't want to tell Edward that he didn't want to go with him.
Edward stepped back. "So do you wanna come with me?"
Jasper looked at me with his face set in discomfort. I smiled back with encouragement and nodded. The look of discomfort had turned to a pained look and his eyes started to dart around the foyer like he was looking for a way out. He wouldn't make eye contact with Edward. "Uh I don't know man."
Edward stepped forward closing the space between them he placed his hands on Jasper's shoulders and moved his head around so he could meet Jasper's eye line. Edward looked hopeful but sad; whatever had happened to Jasper to make him this way had involved Edward and I told myself that I would ask him when I got the chance. "Come on buddy, we'll catch up, reminisce about the old days, it'll be fun." Jasper's eyes locked with Edward's and sadness flickered behind them. Jasper closed his eyes in defeat and nodded his head. Edward hugged him. "It's gonna be awesome dude."
I was smiling, I was happy that he was going. He turned to me. "You're sure it's cool if I go back with him?" His eyes were moving back and forth like he was reading my face, I wasn't quite sure I knew what he wanted it to say. "No Jazz actually I think you dodged a bullet here cause you were gonna sit shotgun with Charlie. So go have fun you know," I trailed off trying to think of the appropriate words "Be a boy with the boys." I cringed at my comment because it had to have sounded as stupid out loud as it did in my head.
He smiled a fake smile and quickly slid his arm around my waist and pulled me in kissing me furiously. His tongue darted in and out of my mouth and he bit my lips which caused them to bleed. The kiss was passionless and empty and it left a taste worse than blood in my mouth. He turned and ran out the door in front of Edward, I watched him props Jacob who was sitting in the back sit and he jumped in the front.
Edward started to walk out the door and he gave me a quick wave. "See you later Bella." He flashed me a smile that stunned me. It was so natural and beautiful I had to wonder why he didn't do it all the time.
"See you later Ed." He turned and ran toward the car and drove off.
I saw a shirtless, sweaty, dirty Emmett walking up the steps so I held the door open for him before I closed it. I looked at him. "You smell like a gym bag; please have a shower before we leave or you're walking."
He grinned like an idiot and started up the stairs passing a perfect Rosalie. He went to kiss her and she put her hands up to block him. "Please do not touch me when I am like this," she pointed at herself "And you are like that." She pointed at him and quickly ran down the stairs towards me. Emmett took the stairs two at a time and seconds later the shower started.
Rosalie looked at me. "Please tell me there's coffee." The way she said it, it sounded like her life depended on this coffee.
"It's in the kitchen. On the stove." I pointed toward the kitchen. She smiled a wide glorious smile at me and then her brow furrowed and she looked my face up and down. "You've got make-up on your face." She walked into the kitchen and took out a mug and poured herself a cup. I could she her from where I was standing and she sipped it like it was the nectar of life.
I went upstairs and organized my things; it wasn't difficult considering I had all these things packed the night before. I jumped into the shower shortly after Emmett was finished with it. I washed the make-up off my face and washed my hair with my favorite shampoo that smelt like strawberries and thought about Jasper. I hoped that he was enjoying himself, that he was having a good time and that he was smiling genuinely even if it wasn't for me. I got out of the shower and quickly blow dried my hair so that it was damp as opposed to dripping wet. I got dressed and fifteen minutes later we were on the road.
I sat up front with Charlie while Rosalie and Emmett slept in the back. We said nothing to each other as he drove. I looked out the window at the green, lush landscape that zoomed by and Charlie sang along to the Billy Joel tape he put in at the beginning of the trip much to Rosalie and Emmett's dismay and secretly much to my liking.
We got to Emmett's place at three-thirty and dropped of all of his and Jasper's stuff and then drove the three and a half blocks to mine and Rosalie's apartment. Charlie was pissed because he knew he was going to miss the first half of the game but he still helped me and Rose take all of our junk upstairs and I was pleased to see that everything had been moved in with the exception of a few boxes with my name on them and I thanked God for Rose's disgustingly rich parents who had hired movers and interior decorators.
I walked Charlie back down to the cruiser and gave him a quick hug. "Thanks Dad you know for everything."
His smile was warm and caring. "No problem Bells, I'll have Rosalie's car brought up when it's ready."
I smiled at him one last time and ran towards the front door. "Hey Bella!" I stopped and turned and gave him a confused look. "Slow down you crazy child." We both smiled and I turned and sauntered to the door looking at him and waving before I went inside.
I went up to the fifth floor and walked into apartment 506. I got a Pepsi from the fridge and settled into the new sofa in my very first apartment.
EPOV
The ride to Seattle was exactly what I'd hoped it would be. Jasper was laughing; we were making him laugh. It was real too. None of this forced, phony smiling laughing bullshit that he paraded around in front of Bella, it was real and genuine and comforting just like the way it used to be. We told Jake about all the pranks we pulled in high school. Like the time we painted a pot leaf on the water tower. Jasper said we were inspired after watching an episode of That 70's Show. Or the time we filled our principals car with water which I said took a lot of preparation and research and thought we should have received some sort of extra credit for pulling it off. Or the time that I 'accidentally' tripped Jazz and he fell into the fire alarm setting it off when the senior girls were changing after gym class.
"So there we were, what were we juniors or sophomores?" said Jasper, he was talking with his hands flailing them all over the car.
"We were sophomores." I checked my blind spot and drifted into the exit lane that brought us to Seattle.
"Yeah these two sophomore punks, that have just become living legends mind you, standing out side with the rest of male population of Forks High looking at the senior girls gym class standing around in their underwear or wrapped in towels." He was laughing again putting his arm over his stomach doubling over in laughter using his other hand to high five Jake.
"I so wish I was there for that." Jake was shaking his head grinning like an idiot.
I looked in the rearview mirror at him. "Oh we have pictures."
"I must see them."
"Or the time we drove around town and stole everyone's mailboxes and then but them on Chief Swan's front yard. Three hundred and fifty mailboxes, he was so mad." Jasper was crying he was laughing so hard.
"That was you?" Jake looked shocked and then started laughing. "Charlie came over and rambled on about those fucking mailboxes for like four hours when that happened. He still goes on about mailboxes." Jake leaned back into the seat and shook his head. "How did you do all this and not get caught?"
"Oh we did. Actually the mailbox stunt was the only they never pinned on us. The police were involved in almost ever prank or stunt or whatever you want to call it that we pulled, Jazz and I have a longest criminal records in Forks history." I said rather smugly. I was proud of my criminal past because in my eyes it wasn't a bad thing it was a well kept history of the funny shit I did when I was in high school. "But Charlie's pretty cool he let us get away with a lot of shit."
"Yeah he did, cause he's fucking your mom." Jasper laughed again and gave Jake a high five.
"Fuck you." I didn't like it when they talked about my mom. I was a momma's boy to my core and even though I could be a complete cunt to her sometimes I would fucking rain sulfur on anyone who did anything to hurt her.
"Completely changing the topic are you dating anyone man?" Jazz seemed interested. I looked over at him, the light was back in his eyes and the Jasper I grew up with was emerging through the Jasper he was now.
"Why you interested?" He got a mischievous look in his eyes and leaned over and kissed me on the cheek. "You know it baby." He sat forward again and laughed and I rolled my eyes.
"Well I dated all the chicks worth dating in Forks in high school so I've pretty much just been kicking it on my own as of late. I go up to Port Angeles every now and then, meet a girl and you know release some tension." I smirked trying to merge with all this fucking traffic; it was a fucking Tuesday what were all these people doing here? Fucking go home. "I'm hoping to meet someone in Seattle when I'm at school."
"Yeah there's some pretty hot chicks at U of W it shouldn't take you long to find one." He looked encouraging, there was color back in his face he was starting to look human again.
"Yeah I'm hoping. You found someone; Bella seems nice." I was fucking distracted and missed the street I was supposed to turn on.
"Yeah she's great." He paused. But she wasn't Alice. "She's smart and funny and swears like a sailor and drinks like one too." But she wasn't Alice. "Fuck she out drank Emmett once."
"Emmett? The huge guy dating the blonde?" I asked rather shocked, there was no way a girl that size out drank a man that big.
"Yeah it was like that scene from Raiders with the chick that Indy's banging. Man you should have seen it she was amazing." But she wasn't as a amazing as Alice. "And she fucks like a rabbit in heat man." But she doesn't fuck like Alice. "I mean like she's quite so we can fuck anywhere like behind the place she works at, behind the record store I work at, janitor's closets, empty classrooms, in the library I mean anywhere." He laughed and rubbed his stubbly face. "I mean she is fucking crazy man." But not as crazy as Alice. "In April we took a bus down to San Diego cause Bells managed to get tickets to see Elton John and we positively had to go and while on the bus, full of fucking people by the way, she grabs my hand and she takes me into the bathroom and we fuck twice, her straddling me while I'm sitting and then I took her from behind. So we exit the bathroom like an hour after we went in and everyone knows what we've done and then we sit down I figure that's it we'll go to sleep or chill or something but no, no." He was wagging his fingers from side to side. "She fucking starts sucking me off, on the god damn bus, in the middle of the day. Thank God we were sitting in the back so no one could really see what we were doing but I don't think it mattered much to her anyway." He blew out and his eyes got wide and he ran his hand through his blonde hair. "I had no bodily fluids left when I got off that bus I shit you not."
Jake let out a 'holy shit' laugh and said, "Holy shit."
"Yeah man that's pretty fucking intense." I was kind of uncomfortable and it came out in the tone of my voice. Jasper shot me a side glance but didn't say anything he just kept talking about all the sex him and Bella were having. Jake listened, he was interested. Jake talked a big game but when it came down to it he had no luck with the ladies. His interest occupied Jasper and allowed me time to let my mind wander.
Why was I so uncomfortable hearing Jasper talk about his sex life? Was it because I had never heard him talk about it before? He had always avoided the topic because the girl he was giving it to was my sister but it wasn't something that every really bothered me. I knew my sister had to have sex one day and if it had to be with anybody I was glad it was with him. Maybe that's not what was making me feel uncomfortable, maybe it was Bella. Why would that make me feel uncomfortable? Was it because less than a day ago I was willing to pay for her to do those things to me? Or was it because I didn't know this girl all that well and I felt uncomfortable knowing these intimate details about her life. Yes that was it. That had to be it. What else would it be?
I was brought back to reality when I heard Jasper yelling at me. "Hey NASCAR, green light."
I hit the gas and turned the corner onto Jazz's street. "Sorry guys I was miles away."
"That's alright man." Jake grabbed my shoulder and shook me a little and then leaned back into his seat and looked back at Jasper. "Jasper man Bella sounds fucking awesome. I gotta find a girl like her." He rolled his eyes and looked out the window with a stupid dreamy grin on his face.
Jasper turned his body to look at him. "Yeah well if you fucking touch her I'll take your goddamn head off." The mood in the car shifted. There wasn't even a whisper of a joke in the tone of his voice and my heart started to race.
Jake was nervous and tripped over his words when he spoke. "Um, uh sorry man, I, uh, you know didn't mean I want to, uh, to date you know Bella just someone, you know, uh, like her." I pulled up in front of the building he told me was his.
"Yeah whatever." He got out of the car before I stopped it. His mood had changed so suddenly. There was no light in his eyes and the color had drained from his face.
I got out of the car and shouted at him. "Hey Jazz." He stopped but didn't turn. "I don't know what happened in the car just now but you're not going to scare me off if that's what you are trying to do. I know it's difficult when you look at me because you see her but what happened is not my fault and you have to stop trying to push me out. We live in the same city and go to the same school and whether you like it or not Jazz I'm gonna be there cause you're my friend and miss you." I was breathing heavily and felt mildly stupid; my speech sounded like a something Pacey and Dawson would say to one another. He turned his head just slightly so I could see the side of his face he paused there for just a moment and then turned and walked into his building. I shook my head and got back into the car.
Jake had moved and was sitting in the passenger seat. He looked freaked out and his dark skin looked white. He slowly turned his head to look at me. "That was fucking weird."
I had to laugh. "Yeah well that's Jazz."
I drove the fifteen minutes it took to get to our dorm and was exhausted after the four trips it took to get all of our shit into our room. We lounged around of our unmade beds until I mustered the strength to raise my head and look at Jake. "Hey you wanna go check out the campus, find a bar, and get a drink?" I watched as Jake thought about my offer, I could almost see the wheels cranking in his head. "Yeah ok."
I got up and looked at myself in the mirror hoping my bruises didn't make me look that bad. My goal for this evening was to get laid or at the very least get drunk, I needed a release after seeing Jazz today like his mood had imprinted itself on me some how making me feeling heavy. We left and following Jake in a daze I found myself in a bar called Twilight hitting on a girl named Ashley.
So there is chapter two. Somethings that were said between Charlie and Bella make no sense but they will I promise and they are important to the story later on. Reviews would be great. Thanks to like the three people who read this especially Ash.