Chapter four

BPOV:

The next morning when I got to school I was anxious. I had decided to confront Edward ask him what the hell was wrong with him. When lunch finally came around I searched the cafeteria for his beautiful face but all I found was his siblings sitting at the same table as yesterday, poking at their untouched food. Where was he? Did he leave because of me? No, that would be absurd. Why would someone skip school because of me? That's just stupid. Now this is making me angry!

The next day at lunch was the same… No Edward, and the next day and the next. What had happened to him? Did he fall into a black hole? Soon the days turned into weeks and he was nowhere to be seen. On the bright side Mike and I were starting to get pretty close. We went on a couple of dates and he was slowly taking my mind off Edward.

I had a date with Mike tonight and for the life of me I couldn't decide on what to wear. I ended up choosing a white blouse and a pair of dark denim jeans. I still hadn't told Charlie that I was dating someone so I told him I was at Angela's. He believed me and went back to watching the game on TV.

Mike was waiting for me in his car by the time made it outside. I got in and we drove to a drive in movie. It was kind of sweet. I didn't know people still went to these things. We pulled in under a tree a little ways away from all of the other cars. There was a good ten minutes before the movie started so Mike offered to go get us some refreshments.

"What do you want to drink?" he asked before shutting the door to his SUV.

"Uh, Coke is good if they have it." I said the first drink that came to mind.

"Okay. Be back in a sec." He said getting his wallet from his back pocket. I just nodded and went back to watching previews.

The movie was about to start and Mike still wasn't back yet. What could be taking him so long? Just as I reached for my cell phone to call him he opened the door.

"Ahhh." I screamed, dropping my phone between the seat.

"What is it?" He asked startled.

"You scared the crap out of me!"

"Heh. Sorry." He laughed. "The movie hasn't even started and you're already screaming."

"Yeah yeah, laugh it up." I said while searching for my phone.

"Did I miss anything?" He asked.

"No it just started." I stated still searching for my phone. Oh well I'll find it later.

"Good." He passed me my drink and placed a bucket of popcorn between us.

The movie wasn't that interesting. Just a bunch of half-naked teenagers running around in the woods getting killed off one by one. I guess I had slowly dozed off because the next thing I know I'm waking up to Mike's hand on my inner thigh.

"Mike!" I exclaimed drowsily.

"Yes?" He whispered.

"What are you doing?!' I almost yelled.

"Enjoying a movie with my girlfriend."

"No, what are you doing with your hand?"

"Ah, come on Bella." He moved the armrest up so that was nothing between him and I. He scooted over so that he was nearly on top of me. He moved his hand further up my thigh and I slapped his face. He looked at me confused. My hand was throbbing.

"What was that for?!" Mike yelled.

"What are you doing?" I reiterated. I could feel the blood rushing to my face.

"Come on..." He encouraged as his hand slid all the up the inside of my thigh and his hot mouth attacked my neck. The stubble around is lips and chin were rough and abrasive. It felt like wet sand paper.

I grabbed his hand and stopped his advances. He slid his hand out from between my legs and I let his wrist go, only to have him grab my own. He pinned my right hand down on the seat beside me. My hand knocked over the coke that was resting on the seat next to the door. The soda spilled onto the seat and soaked my jeans. I screamed at the cold liquid spreading out underneath me.

Mike's other hand slipped up underneath my blouse and wrapped around to my upper back. His nails dug into me, hard enough to hurt but not with enough force to cut the skin. His fingers played with the hooks of my bra. He struggled to get them unfastened but did it one handed soon enough with ease. My heart sank when I felt the sudden release of pressure that was keeping my bra together.

"Mike, get off of me!" I yelled, I used my free hand to take another swing at Mike's stupid face. He caught my fist before it made contact and threw his own back at me. The back of his hand landed with a hard thud against my face, and with such force as to make my head bounce back and his the window of his truck.

Once he realized what he had done he leaned up off of me and asked if i were okay. "Bella, I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to..."

"It's fine, just please..."

"I didn't mean to hit you, I just...I don't know I wasn't thinking." He apologized, as if that was the only thing he did wrong. "Are you ready to go? Let's just leave. This show blows anyway." I had to agree with him there.

All I could do was nod. I fasten my bra and crossed my arms to tightly that I probably could have broken them if I had a calcium deficiency. We drove back to my house and pulled into the driveway without speaking another word to one another.

"Goodnight Bella." He kissed me on my cheek. "We can try date night again next weekend. Hopefully you'll get it right next time."

"G-Goodnight Mike" I stuttered. What did he mean by 'get it right next time?' The thought of repeating how I felt tonight over again sent a shiver up my spine.

I got out of his car and made my way into my house. I locked the door behind me including the rarely used deadlock and ran upstairs to my room slamming the door behind me. I collapsed on my bed and started bawling. All I wanted to do was shower until the water turned cold. I probably would have stayed in regardless of the water's temperature. I just needed tonight washed off of me. I couldn't bring myself to get off the bed or out of the fetal position though. I was so embarrassed. So scared. The thought of what could of happened tonight terrified me. Was I suppose to let things go further? Is that what girls are supposed to do? That's what he wanted me to do, that's for sure. The look on his face when I slapped him made me think that no girl had ever said no to him before. Hopefully tonight was just a one time thing, It has to be. I refuse to believe Mike was that guy, because I don't want to be that girl. I won't be.