Chapter 2
The next day in school, Edward was quiet. He seemed thoughtful, but somehow relieved of the pressure of actually having the courage to say the words.
As the last bell rang, he and Jasper, his best friend, went for a bite at the Diner before football practice.
They sat at their usual table by the back, and Edward just sat there, frowning and looking immensely preoccupied.
"So…" Jasper started, visibly uncomfortable with his best friend's unusual quiet demeanor.
"I told her." Edward answered as he toyed with the napkin dispenser.
"You told her?" Jasper said, his eyebrows rising immediately. This, he wasn't expecting. "What exactly did you say to her?" He inquired.
Edward laughed dryly. "I told her what I told you I was going to tell her."
"You didn't tell me what you were going to tell her. You didn't even tell me you were going to tell her something at all." He answered and shook his head at his rambling, his blonde, shaggy hair shaking along. "You just told me that you realized you had feelings for her."
"That's what I told her." Edward said, clearly losing his patience.
"What did you say exactly?"
"Something like 'I think I'm in love with you.' I don't know, man. It's pretty blurry. The adrenaline and disappointment, and all." He tried to joke, but it came out lacking.
Jasper just stared at him, incredulous. His face made Edward's mood slip away, morphing to anger and despair.
"How did she take it?" Jasper said after a long and awkward pause.
"She said she wasn't expecting that and left. She left her own bedroom to go God knows where."
Jasper nodded understandingly, as if he had ever gone through that. But Edward was aware of the fact that Jasper had never really been in a serious relationship, and had never faced anything like this.
He tried to smile a little at his friend, who, although he did not understand him, he still tried to support him, but it came out like a grimace.
Their awkward staring contest was cut short with the waitress bringing their food. They didn't even order any more. Charlotte, Jasper's cousin, worked at the Diner and just started bringing them their food before they ordered. They always got the exact same food.
Right now, as the smell of canola oil and fat got to him from his cheeseburger and fries, Edward felt like throwing up.
"That sucks." Jasper finally said between bites, earning a kick in the shin from Edward. All feelings of appreciation from him were now gone, replaced by annoyance.
"Asshole." Edward muttered under his breath.