Confused, Fucked Up, Messy.
These will be the few words to describe my thoughts right now. It's been a year since I last saw him.
I tried everything to move on. But I can't. I left tennis club. His and mine schedules weren't same so we didn't have any classes together. I got part time job at diner, his least favourite place in Seattle.
Although Esme and Carlisle weren't happy with my decision to move out in final months of high school but they let me to move back to my house, only to be haunted by nightmares.
While applying to Seattle University, I hoped to stay away from him but my luck wasn't happy with me. He was there. Still here I am. My every thought has his presence. I miss his smile, his green eyes twinkle, his pouty lips, his perfect jaw, his...
"Okay. This is it." Alice stomped, reverting me to the present.
I stared my black spiked hair pixie friend, not knowing what she is talking about. My confusion must been apparent on my face because next moment her black eyes stared mine dull brown and she said.
"Bella, we are going to party. We gonna get trashed and you are going to get laid, missy. You are going to get over him." She walked toward my closet.
It was like she was stating the obvious.
Her last statement got my attention.
"What?! No. No. No. absolutely No. Getting trashed, okay. But getting laid, hell no."
"Okay" She said while rummaging through my closet.
'Okay?' Looks like I am in Disney world. Thanks for my lucky star.
"Okay. So where are we going?"
"We are going to party at my house. A masquerade party, to be specific."
At her house, that means he would be there playing his big brother role.
Shit.
"No. No. No. Sorry Alice, I can't go. Not with him in that house. Sorry Ali"
I know I am bad friend but I can't face him. Not yet.
"I know that Bells. And I am taking you there because he won't be there. He is at Forks with Mom and Dad. And he won't be back till tomorrow night. So, party all the night"
I sighed and agreed seeing that there is not point of arguing her.
Next hour found me in Alice's house making out with some random guy. I was way too drunk to remember his name.
Suddenly I have this feeling this uneasy feeling like someone's watching me, burning hole at back of head. I looked around while guy sucked and kissed my neck. Nothing stood out. I do not like this party anymore. Suddenly someone in crowd stood out. A man in black shirt, blue faded jeans with black mask was watching me. His posture said he was very angry. It sent shiver up my spine and chills all over my body. He looked very familiar.
Shit. What is he doing here?