Okay okay, so Edward isn't coming off the best i know, but i plead you to stay patient(: I hope you like this chapter, and (maybe like Edward just a teeensy bit better too!) all rights to stephanie meyer! enjoy! P.S. there are going to be pictures posted on my website for Bella's apartment, i found the perfect decorations!
Ch. 7
"Bella, I know this is a lot to ask after everything that has happened… but can we still be friends" Alice asked, as I was brought back from my flashback of one of the worst nights of my life. "Alice, you know I would love nothing more" I smiled. She pummeled me with a hug. "But let me get some clothes on first" we both laughed, as I tried to dig around my suitcase for something wearable. She took a deep breath and smiled, "By the way, I met someone" I dropped what I was doing, "No way!" "Yes way!" we both screamed. "His name is Jasper Whitlock- he's the CEO of Whitlock Inc., family business, very handsome, very sweet, and I'm in love" she sighed. I sighed with her. "Alice, I truly am so happy for you" and I wasn't lying. When we grew up, Alice was always the one that was fine with being single- maybe she knew that fate just had bigger plans. "So how long have you been going out?" "It'll be two years next week" she beamed again, almost as if she couldn't stop; it made me smile. "That's so exciting, and so great" I marveled. "I know I know, okay, enough about me! We must do something about this apartment of yours! You have a prime spot on the Upper East- cultivate it babe!" I shook my head, "I was just thinking maybe a little paint, we could find some furniture, nothing too extravagant" I shrugged. She looked at me and smiled, "Darling that is not how we do things here on the Upper East Side."
I looked around, amazed. "I cannot believe this, Alice you have truly outdone yourself." In less than nine hours, Alice had painters come in- a design plan already set, and furniture ordered. Not to mention, she hired someone to pick up the rest of my belongings that had been shipped. My apartment was absolutely beautiful with a posh theme present in all of the rooms. Bright pinks, blues, and beautiful whites splashed the walls of my apartment. "You have truly outdone yourself' I continued. "And to think you were going to try to decorate manually" she laughed. I shook my head. "Well I must thank you, dinner tonight? On me?" "It's a date" she smiled.
"And this is your office; we hope it is to your liking" the president of Bookshelf publishing, Jacob Black, said. "Wow, this is… amazing. I love it" I said, walking around and exploring the office. "Again, we're so happy you're here; we really see a talent in you" Jacob smiled before leaving me to my space. On one of the coffee tables were the week's newspapers and magazines laid out in an orderly fashion. I picked up the New York Times and started flipping through the pages, only to halt abruptly on page six. Hedge fund CEO and socialite engaged, there was a picture of the two, Edward looking handsome, and Tanya looking elegant- the two looked like quite the pair. I took a deep breath and slowly walked away from the paper, and focused my attention on something else. I sat down in my chair, looking at my first assignment. I smiled, because I knew I did this all on my own, and I knew I deserved it.
After my first day at work, I decided to explore the city- to be more exact the upper West side. To Upper East Siders, I realized, going to the west side was compared to making a trip to hell. But the more I explored the more I appreciated the culture and vibrancy. I stumbled upon a promising vintage book store and went in. The books were amazing, some of them were first editions that belonged in enclosed glass cases- but the value of books was always understated. I grazed my hands along the shelves, enjoying the alone time- I already had a stack of books set aside for my collection.
"Well, well, well! Look who finally showed their face again!" the worker behind the counter said. "I know! I know! Things have been so busy lately, but the books have me under their spell. I can never stay away for too long" I hid behind one of the shelves, peeking over the top. Of course, the one place where I finally found myself free of… he who should not be named, and he's here! New York was a big city, yet I found him hiding behind every corner in my new life here. He started walking towards the shelves, and the best I could do was turn around and pretend to be enveloped in a book- which in this store, wasn't hard to do. Thankfully, I was wearing a beret that partly concealed my hair. I heard him sift through the books behind me. "Amazing collection, isn't it?" typical Edward, never afraid to speak to anybody. "Mmm" I mumbled. "Like this one, it's about a shy girl who finds her voice in society. Brilliant stuff, really inspiring. Society needs more books like these, you know? I know the woman who published this… she really as an eye for good books" I shut the book and turned around. He, like me, was still in his work clothes. "Hi Bella" he said with an expecting look. "How did you know…" "I know that brown curly hair anywhere" he smiled. I rolled my eyes. "What are you doing here?" I asked, walking to another section of books. "I believe the correct question is what are you doing here? I discovered this store a few years ago, if we're marking out territories here, I technically get this" I rolled my eyes for the second time in the conversation. "Bella, listen, I've been thinking" I gave him a questioning look. "That really is never good" he stopped for a laugh and then continued, "You still have your sass I see. Anyways look, so last week probably wasn't the best reunion we could've had. Okay it really wasn't good at all, but I realized that we aren't going to not run into each other. I know you don't want to see me, and I get that- but it's really not realistic. So the best we can do is try to get along- all the shit in the past aside- or else society events, and random run ins in random book stores are going to be uncomfortable, which means life in general will be uncomfortable" It sounded like he had thought this out a lot. I stood there thinking this over for a second. "So, have you just been waiting to run into me to tell me this?" He looked at me in disbelief, "Really, really, that's what you got out of all of that?" I laughed a little, "I'm sorry. I want to let you know that I do think that is a good idea, that doesn't mean in any way that what happened all of those years ago is okay or forgiven, but for the sake of the common public of New York City, we should get along" I said. He smiled a little. "Well alright then, I'll… see you around" "Yeah" I said uncertainly. I turned around and grabbed my stack of books, looking back to see Edward still reading- I smiled a little to myself… getting along; this was going to be interesting.
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