Chapter 4: An Invitation
Jacob's POV
Isabella comfortable laid in my arms, one leg hitched up on my side. I usually couldn't fall asleep at night, so I just held her. I'm not complaining, though.
I always enjoyed nights like this.
Who was that guy, though?
She knew him…
Hell… I think I knew him.
"Jacob," She murmured.
"Yes?" I asked, not sure if she was sleep talking.
"I love you," She sighed and snuggled closer to me.
"I love you to," I told her, "Always and forever,"
She didn't talk much more in her sleep that night. She rambled about pointless things. Except one thing in particular, she mention a name.
Edward
That name sounded so familiar to me. Could've been that guy last night or maybe I'm just assuming shit. Being jealous is a bitch.
I felt a vibration behind the pillow…
Bella's phone...
Isabella's POV
I woke up without Jacob underneath me. I rubbed the bed, searching for his body but I felt nothing. I, reluctantly, opened my eyes and he wasn't there.
"Jake..." I called out in a raspy voice.
I need some water…
I rolled out the bed, initially hitting the floor. A groan slipped from my lips.
"Fuck my life,"I grumbled.
A low chuckle swirled through my eardrums. I raised up to see Jacob standing in the door frame of my bedroom. I smiled at him, glad that he hadn't left.
He walked over to me, helping me to my feet. I stepped back to observe him. He'd changed clothes.
"So, you left?" I accused.
He smirked, "Only for like ten minutes,"
"But still," I pointed my finger in his face, "You left me all alone,"
"I really didn't want to hear you talk about, 'Edward' or whoever in your sleep," He spoke matter-of-factly.
"I was sleep-talking last night?" I pondered.
About Edward?
God, what did I say!?
"Yeah, about me, how you hate nail salons, the color green but mostly about Edward," Jacob explained.
I covered my face, I could feel the blood burning in my cheeks.
How could I talk about Edward?
"Is Edward the guy who showed up last night?"
The blood in my cheek died. I could feel my skin turning pale.
I looked up at Jacob and shook my head no.
"So, he is the guy from last night. Such, a terrible liar."
"Jake-"
"And then, your phone was ringing last night. Guess who it was?" He chuckled, "Mr. Edward,"
Jacob was laughing but it was probably to keep from yelling. I could see the anger and jealousy in his eyes. He probably wanted to strangle me to death and, then, bring me back to life.
"I answered, by the way." He smirked
I could feel my eyes widen.
"He asked to speak to you," Jacob explained, "I asked who he was to you,"
"What did he say?" I mumbled.
"He stated that you are best-friends with his sister and that she is throwing a party and would like you to come,"
I was confused in the inside but I was so happy Edward thought of that.
"He asked me to come along," Jacob smiled, "I think this guy wants you, so I'll tag along,"
"What if I don't want to go?"
"It's your best-friend's party, right? Why would you miss it?"
"I don't have anything to wear, Alice's parties are like The Great Gatsby,"
"I'll take you shopping," Jacob pulled me closer to him, "I just want that guy to know that I love you and you love me,"
"Okay," I said, placing a kiss on his lips.
"Bells, promise me something,"
"What?"
"Never lie to me again,"
I swallowed hard, "I promise,"
He, playfully, pushed me away from him, "Go brush your teeth,"
I covered my mouth, embarrassed and ran to the bathroom. He followed me, of course.