a/n: I'm back, I hope you guys got great gifts and are ready for another chapter--it's a short one but it leads to bigger stuff in tomorrow's chap.
Better in Time
Chapter Six::::
BELLA P.O.V
"Want some?" Jason asks dangling a glass of red wine in my face as I sit at the kitchen counter typing away on my laptop.
"No, I'm ok," I say with a heavy sigh
"Come on have a swig you've been working away at this thing for hours." Jason says and places the glass down beside me
"I better not, the last thing I need is to be the slightest bit off focus."
"Suit yourself." He says and downs the entire glass
"I bet that felt good." I say giggling
"Tastes even better." He says and plants a kiss on my forehead
I'm sitting here typing the fastest I possibly can, this article has got to be done and completed first thing tomorrow night and did I mention I have to edit my own report. *sigh* I turn to my left and take a spoonful of my frozen dinner mac and cheese and don't feel anymore energized than before.
"Writer's block?" Jason says and begins rubbing my shoulders softly
"Everything block. I'm running on empty." I say slumping my head down
"There's a cure for that," He says
" And what would that be?" I ask giggling
"Sleep, now come on I'll carry you. Up." He orders
"Nooo, I have to really finish this, I'm not even close to be done." I argue
"I find that hard to believe now come on you've been up to this all day."
"Jay...go to bed, I'll join you the second I'm done, promise." I say and softly touch his hand
"Alright, but if you're not there by midnight I am forecably taking you away." Jason warns
"Gotcha."
That's one of the other things I like about Jason, how protective he is over me. He's always checking up on me and making sure I'm just fine, I haven't felt that much protection since the days when I lived with Charlie. I'm finally at that safe part in my life and I want things to stay that way, I don't wanna go messing up shit that's perfect. I think all that while staring at my ring--it's sparkling so nicely and compliments my style. It's not too flashy, just something classic and significant, could I ask for more? I smile and continue to type away when the phone rings, I reach over and grab my phone I don't see anything then I continue to hear a ringing from inside my bag
"Work phone." I say with a sigh and go over to my purse and get out my simple work cell which has already gone to missed call. I scan through and see a weird number on it 'international' who the hell is calling me from an international number? I click on it and call it up and wait for someone to pick up...nothing. No message either. Strange. I shake my head not wanting to think anymore about it and go back to my awaiting laptop.
I don't know what the fuck else to write about...'male model sells new fragrence' nothing really comes to mind that's all that thought provoking. The only juicy thing about this story is the fact that I am intimately connected to this guys current lover but I can't write about that. ...Edward...dammit, everytime I think about his name I feel a weight on my chest almost like I can't breathe. He feels like a presence--a shadow that's just looming over and I don't know why. I made a huge fool out of myself earlier because of his stupid influence even after all these years. I haven't even given him the time of day and still...Edward.
"Hello."
"AHH!" I shreik and turn and see Jason smiling
"Don't scare me like that again," I say clutching my racing chest
"Sorry...just came to get some water, that damn wine was coppery as shit." Jason says making a bitter face while running the faucet
"That's what you get for being a wino." I say sticking out my tongue
"Yeah, yeah any luck yet?" he asks
"Not really but then again you've been gone what, a whole three minutes."
As much as I like this whole protection thing this hovering nonsense he does sometimes is a bit frustrating sometimes I need time for myself to think.
"Jason did one of your clients call my work cell by accident?" I ask
"Why would one of my clients call anyone of your cells?" He asks
"Just wondering cause I got an international call." I say
"Call it back." He says
"I did and no one answered."
"Well, then no biggie."
Why does it feel like I make everything complicated. Why do I think this phone call is a bigger deal than I'm making it out to be.
"Isn't that it ringing now?" Jason says and I peer back up and run over and answer it almost out of breath
"Hello?" I say feeling my body catch up with my voice
"Bella, it's Marv we don't need that article first thing tomorrow we're scheduling it for the afternoon sorry about the last minute change,"
"...Oh, ok..." I say beaming back down to Earth
"What was that about?" Jason asks
"Nothing...it was no one." I say clicking off the phone "That article's not due till the afternoon, I guess I'll be joining you in bed."
"That's more like it." Jason says and wraps his arms around me as we head on back to the bedroom for a good night's sleep.
EDWARD P.O.V
I don't know why I'm calling her for the 2nd time...she's still not answering. Dammit...what am I gonna do?