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I was sipping on the cup of scolding hot coffee in my hands, looking out at the lake from the second story window of the house when Mike came up behind me to kiss me on the cheek. "Good morning sleeping beauty." I mocked, but apparently my humor was lost on him.
"I've been meaning to talk to you about something but you seemed so tired from the trip I thought it would be better to wait until this morning." He said, his serious tone slightly concerning me. "I'm just going to take a chance here but…will you move in with me?"
His question startled me. One minute he was dodging my calls and getting angry with me over the smallest things and the next minute he was proposing I moved in…
"Mike" I put my palm on his cheek to console him. "This is just too big of a step and it's so sudden. Don't you think it's a bit early?" The last thing I wanted to do was make him feel rejected.
I couldn't read the expression on his face but if I had to guess I would say he was angry, for the most part. "It may be sudden but I'd much rather you stay with me than you being over there. It's only a matter of time…"
"Before what?!" I yelled. He was obviously accusing Jacob of something. I slammed my mug down on the counter, the contents slurring over the top and on to the granite.
"I've seen those guys! If you stay in that house sooner or later you're going to get gang raped!"
I slapped him hard across the cheek before I could even process the words. The sharp contact with his skin made me jump and I stormed into the bedroom. I grabbed as much as stuff as possible and forcefully shoved it into my bag. As I passed Mike on the way out he tried to grab my arm, begging me to stay and talk.
"Gent bent Newton!" I hollered back at him as I marched out of the house. We had taken my truck so when I pulled out of the winding driveway I smiled knowing I had just deserted him there for the time being. Maybe that would knock the bastard off his pedestal.
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Bella had been gone for less than two days and we were already screwed. Ever since she had left with that faggot of a boyfriend we were back to living the bachelor life, which sucked in comparison to having Bella around.
Poor Sam was doing the best he could to fill her shoes by making pancakes. He even added the fruit to make it more realistic.
"Come on man! That's pathetic. The strawberries are all lopsided and now my pancake looks like it just jizzed in its pants. Thanks a ton." Quil whined.
Right as I leaned back in my chair to shut my eyes I heard the door slam open. Bella was standing in the doorway bags in hand. "Oh thank god you're back…whoa. Bella have you been crying?" I asked when I saw her makeup smeared beneath her eyes.
She just knotted her eyebrows, dropped her bags and ran over to me with her arms tucked into her chest. I squeezed her as I tight as I could without hurting her while whispering in hey ear.
"It's okay. You're home now." I said, trying to reassure her. "Bella?" I lifted her chin and saw the fresh set of tears streaming down her cheek.
"Why don't you go upstairs and change your clothes then you can tell me everything that happened, okay?" she just nodded and went upstairs.
She came back down in my old Quillette High shirt and I couldn't help but to grin.
Sam and Quil took the hint and went out back, leaving Bella and I sitting alone on the couch. She began to explain in grave detail everything that happened, crying when she told me about Mike and fighting back a smile when she told me how she left him alone with no way to get back home.
As she began to cry, I pulled her into my lap and rubbed her back reassuringly. "Everything is going to be okay."
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I tossed my thin cotton shirt onto the floor and got under the sheets. It had been a long day and I needed rest. I had just finished tucking Bella into her room right down the hall. I turned on my bedside lamp when I heard a soft knock on my door.
Bella let herself in. "Hey. Sorry, I didn't mean to wake you. Can I sleep with you tonight? I had some Newton-induced nightmares." She chuckled. I couldn't say no to that smile.
"Hop in." I offered as she nestled in the space in front of me. I draped my arm over her and stared at the sight in front of me.
The perfect girl, in my bed, cuddled up to me in my T-shirt. I couldn't help but smile a goofy grin as I watched her fall into a deep and seemingly peaceful sleep. I decided to close my eyes too until I heard her mumbling something. I leaned in closer to hear.
"Jacob." She said. "My Jacob."
