Stephenie Meyer owns it all.
Sorry, no song. Im kinda in a rush here.
Chapter 7
BPOV
I sighed, grabbed my bag and went down to the kitchen where my mom was talking to my dad while he read the paper. I poured myself a glass of juice and sat down next to them. I didn't feel like eating but I knew I was not going out of the house if I didn't eat my breakfast.
"How was the party last night?" Of course he'd know there had been a party to begin with even I had just told them I was going out.
"Fine, I guess. I didn't stay long, Dad." I sighed again and Mom stared down at me as I pushed the eggs all around the plate with my fork.
"I know." And now I was wondering if he knew more about last night. That would be just great, my dad knowing I had pretty much lost my mind last night. No one added anything else and Dad finished his coffee and stood up to leave, he glanced at his watch and frowned. "It's kinda late, Bells. If you're driving yourself to school you should probably get going." I nodded.
"Yes, Dad. I'm driving." He hummed in response and I picked up my dishes and took them to the sink. I walked out then, and my parents were smart enough to notice I was not in the mood for anything so they just let me leave like that. Once in my car I saw the dashboard and sighed. For first time ever, I wanted to be late but not even going as slow as a snail I could muster that. When I parked I noticed the black Camaro was already here and immediately my eyes drifted to the table in which he usually sits with his friends but he was not there.
I sighed and got out of the car, I walked to the table next to it where my friends were and sat on it. I said my Hello's and then put my headphones on so I could have a good excuse for not talking to them. I toyed with my iPod until the bell rang and then a minute more before putting it in my bag and heading to the door. On the stairs leading to the door, Edward was sitting with a cigarette between his lips and a pair of wayfarers covering his eyes and part of the bruise Rose had caused. If he noticed me he gave no indications he did, I walked in and wondered if he was even considering coming in. He didn't look as if he was planning to but he had a GPA to keep and he had always worried about it.
I shook the thoughts away and headed to my first class. I sat on the only seat left and, lucky me, it was on the first row. I groaned and sat, focusing on the teacher. Not on what he was talking, no, I just watched him as he moved around and thinking his nose was too big and his hair was ugly and… yeah, you get it.
Next period came and I was relieved I'd have something to cheer me up, even if just slightly. I walked into the room and I scanned the room looking for a place to sit. Of course, in the class I'd want to sit up front the only empty seat was in the last row. From the front of the class I spotted a head that was over the desk with a hoodie over it. Freak, I thought. When I walked closer though, I could see bronze sticking out from under it. No fucking way.
I looked back to the front of the class, thinking someone who'd want to switch places but the teacher urged me to just take a seat. I moved the stool and plopped my things next to me on the floor. His shoulders tensed but other than that he didn't move until halfway into the class and then it was my turn to tense. He didn't look at me, he just open his binder and ripped a piece of paper before scribbling something over it and passing it over.
I'm sorry.
I frowned and nodded, moving the paper to his side of the desk. His eyes were glued against me before he scribbled something else.
For the whole Tanya thing.
My jaw clenched and again I just nodded handing him back the paper.
I was jealous. I'm sorry.
Again, I nodded and handed him back the paper.
I didn't mean to make you cry. I hate seeing you cry.
I took a deep breath and nodded. Again.
Forgive me?
I closed my eyes and took the pen from his hand.
Does it even matter anymore?
I rolled the pen to his side and he sighed, crumpling the paper after reading it. "It does, to me." He leaned over the desk again and I sighed, spotting the sunglasses poking out from his pocket. I took a piece of paper and write on it before putting it under his arm.
How's your cheek?
He looked to it briefly before looking up at me with an eyebrow raised. He scoffed, wrote something down and handed me the paper.
Does it matter?
I didn't answer and he turned his head so he was facing the wall. There was not much left of the hour but for those minutes I sat there tapping my fingers to the desk wanting to know how the hell we ended up here. I already knew it was my fault but just… how?
The bell rang and just like that I was out of the class and walking in to the next one. I took a random seat and the teacher smiled at me. She was an old nice lady and just because of it people thought they could get away with doing anything they wanted. Assholes.
At lunch I walked into the cafeteria and sat on my usual seat on my usual table, my knee hitting the table every time it went up with the not-ending bouncing caused by the anxiety of not knowing whether Edward was coming or not. I was not even sure which one I wanted right now. Especially when his seat was right next to mine. Thankfully though, Felix came to sit next to me and was actually cheering me up.
"You're on my seat, Felix." And then I realized that maybe I shouldn't be thankful about it given Edward's reaction yesterday. Felix didn't move and acted as if he hadn't talked. He was standing right behind his chair and I looked up, meeting his eyes briefly until he moved his cold gazed down to Felix. "I'm waiting." Felix groaned but stood up and walked to the other side of the table to his seat. "Jazz." He called to him at the head of the table and not even a minute later Jasper was sitting beside me.
"Hey B." I smiled at him, more like grimaced, glaring. My God, this is so childish.
"Seriously Jazz?" I hissed at him and he chuckled while I saw Edward sitting at Jasper's seat beside Emmett.
"Just helping out a friend." He poked me in the side and I glared at him again, standing up.
"Stay out of this, Jasper." He chuckled as I put my bag over my shoulder. "I'm serious." And just to annoy him a little bit too much I went and sit beside Felix. I even might have laughed a little too loud and even inched closer to him as we talked. All the while felling daggers being thrown at me from the head of the table. Serves him well.
When the bell rang I stood up with a smile still on my face and just for the sake of it I decided to walk behind the chair he was on. A hand shot up and curled around my wrist, my jaw locked up and I tried to move my hand away, when he didn't let go I told him to let go of my hand.
"Dammit Bella! It's obvious I want to tell you something. Just wait up for a fucking second." I moved my hand and this time he let me. I hated that he knew I'd stay and I hated myself even more for not being able to not stay. Only when the cafeteria was empty he stood up to face me, he was closer than what was comfortable and I took a step back.
"So?" I prodded, crossing my arms around my chest. He licked his lips, looked to the side, ran a hand through his hair and switched his weight to his other feet before talking.
"It's working, okay? It's fucking working." I huffed.
"What is working, Edward?"
"Listen, do whatever you want to do. Go and make me jealous with every single guy in school if that's what you want. I deserve it but… just not with my fucking friends, okay?" He said exasperated and I clapped my back mentally. And then I laughed.
"Look Edward, I can do whatever I want with whomever I want." His hands fisted at his side and his eyes turned into slits before he opened his mouth just to close it again. He was close to yelling something and I seriously didn't know why it made me smirk.
You know why. Seeing him with Tanya was definitely not something you enjoyed.
"I get it! Trust me, Bella. I fucking get it. I fucked up. I fucked us up but… please? I just–" He sighed and ran a hand through his hair. "Never mind. Just forget it." He walked out then, leaving me. I sighed and walked out as well heading to my class, faking an apology for being late when in all reality I couldn't care less.
The rest of the day dragged on and I was more than ready to go home and lock myself on my room and just do nothing when a voice calling from behind me made me close my eyes in frustration. With my eyes still closed I faked a smile and turned, opening my eyes.
"Hey Rose." I waved and waited for her to say whatever she wanted to say.
"Hey B." What is it with the initials? My name isn't even that long.
"So? What did you need?"
"I, um, we haven't talked for a while, you know?" She smiled sheepishly.
"And right now is a good moment?" I said, looking to the hallways still full of people.
"You're probably right, but how about we go shopping-" I glared and she chuckled. "No? Okay, how about, um, I don't know… for an ice-cream or something? " By this point we were already on the parking lot, standing in front of the door.
"Okay, see you there." She smiled and walked to her car while I did the same.
Frustrated and annoyed I threw my bag to the passenger door and groaned as I put the keys on the ignition. I really didn't feel like doing anything but I knew Rosalie wouldn't give up so I might as well just comply and get it done. The drive was not long but I still had to wait for Rosalie for few minutes.
"So, what did you wanted to talk about?" I asked bringing the spoon to my mouth.
"I don't know, how was your summer?" I tensed and looked down the table.
"Fine, I guess."
"C'mon! If I ever go to France, I wouldn't come back with a simple 'fine'."
"Ehm, you do know I went with Edward, right?"
"Oh shit. Right." She looked to the table. "Talking of that, what exactly was yesterday about?"
I sighed, I knew it. "What part of yesterday?"
"All of it? I mean, start with the beginning."
"To sum it up, Rose, we broke up."
"Bella? I know I'm not the smartest girl around but I could gather that much."
"There's nothing else, Rosalie. We broke up and… that's it."
"Okay, let's try something different. You guys were like the perfect couple, why did you break up?"
"No couple is perfect, Rose."
"Okay but… why?" God, this girl didn't know how to take a hint.
"Bella?" I turned around towards the voice and smile, standing up.
"Hey, Esme." Correction, Carlisle and Esme were perfect. She hugged me and smiled politely at Rose who had stood up as well. "How come you're here?"
"I was on my way home from Seattle and I thought why not? So here I am." She said raising her cup of ice-cream.
"Oh, how's your fath-"
"He's better, but I still feel like going. Thanks for asking." I shrugged and then it became awkward when she took a step closer and asked in a whisper. "Bella, is everything okay?"
"Um, sure, why?"
"I don't know I just can tell something is wrong with Edward and you haven't been around the house lately so…" He didn't tell them, seriously?
And you're one to talk. Is not like Renée and Charlie know what's going on.
"You should ask him what's wrong, then."
"Yes, I probably should especially after tonight. He came home a bit drunk and bruised; do you know what that was about?"
"I didn't hit him, Esme." I said with a smirk and she laughed.
"Oh, I know darling. Do you know who did it? Or why?" I cautiously pinched Rose's arm, asking for some help there.
"She had left by the time that happened, Mrs. Cullen." Rose intervened politely. "But he had it coming. For years." I pinched her arm harder, making her smile turn into a grimace.
"Oh." She said awkwardly and took a step back. "I'll try and talk to him." She turned to the door and waved once more. "Don't be a stranger, Bella." As soon as she closed the door I turned to Rosalie.
"What the hell, Rosalie?"
"What? He was with his tongue down Tanya's throat and you're going to defend him? Seriously?" I cringed but composed myself quickly.
"Rosalie-"
"Not to mention the fact that you acted as if you were still together." She said nonchalantly and sat down again.
"It was obvious she didn't know, okay? I was not about to tell her! It's not my place."
"Whatever, Bella." I sat down and neither of us said anything. "How do you do it?"
"What?" I asked in a flat tone.
"Edward's mom loves you as if you were hers."
"What?" I repeated confused.
"Emmett's mom hates me."
"I've known her for almost a decade, Rose. Besides, she's very close to my parents. I did nothing."
"And his dad?"
"What about Carlisle?"
"Is he… you know, like she's with you."
"He's more, um, reserved but in his way, yeah I guess." I shrugged.
"Emmett's dad hates me too!" She yelled and I raised an eyebrow.
"I'm sure they don't."
"They do! Agh, whatever. We were talking so, why?"
"I don't really know, Rose. I guess… I don't know."
"So what? You broke up just like that, out of the blue?"
"No… things were weird and we were like fighting a lot. And in one fight over something so stupid I just… you know, the whole space crap. And… that day you were on my house? And the flowers? Well, we weren't together by then."
"So you didn't really break up?"
I sighed, "Listen, I realized it was stupid and I was going to talk to him… but then he just came with this shit yesterday morning, you know, with Felix?" She nodded and I continued. "And it pissed me off and I told him we were over." I sighed again. "But then I realized it was stupid again so I went to the party to talk to him but then… you know."
"Yeah, I know. Why Tanya though?" She asked with a pointedly look.
"Um, how would I know?" I shook the images away.
"Just saying, Bella. Is like, from all the people there he went right to Tanya."
"What are you trying to say Rosalie?" I spat and she raised her hands.
"Nothing. Have you talked to her?"
"Are you kidding?" I laughed. "I know she's always had a thing for him and all but last night? It was way more than what I can handle. I mean, the little crush? Okay, most of the girls in the school have a crush for Edward and I've learned to handle that but she's my friend!"
"Little crush? Friend? Bella you are so naïve."
"Okay Rose, whatever it is you want to say just say it!"
"Nothing!" I rolled my eyes angrily and crossed my arms over my chest. "You don't see as down as Edward does." She said with a sigh.
"Probably it's the bruise." I shrugged. "Besides, I refuse to let this affect me."
"That's just worse, you know?"
"I'll deal with the aftermath later, then. If I break down I'd rather it be after a while. When no one knows what it's about."
"Have you talked to him?"
"Not really."
"What does that means?"
"In class he gave me this paper apologizing for last night then I asked him about his cheek and then after lunch he told me not to try to make him jealous with his friends."
"Felix?"
"Yes."
"Were you? Trying to make him jealous?"
"No." She raised an eyebrow.
"Not consciously at least. But, whatever, I'm not going to stop hanging out with his friends, who are also my friends."
"Did you forgive him?"
"I didn't say anything. I don't think… He doesn't really need to apologize, we weren't together."
"C'mon Bella! For what? Ten hours?"
"Still. Is just that… yeah, it hurt like a bitch but is not like I'm mad at him."
"Are you serious?"
"Yeah, I'm mad with Tanya. Is like, Edward was my boyfriend, Tanya is my friend."
"Is?"
"Well, until last night." I shrugged. "But is not like I can avoid her, today she wasn't in the school but she is every day and then when we have to stay for cheer practice and stuff."
"Hmmm, good point."
"And is not like I expect Edward to be single forever. I mean, is Edward."
"So you're not even considering getting back together?"
"Not right now."
"In the future?" I shrugged.
"I don't know. Maybe that space crap is not just crap." I sat straight and looked at her with my head tilted. "Why you hate each other so much?"
She scoffed. "I have my reasons and he hates me because I have very valid reasons to do so. And he knows it."
"Huh?"
"We just do, Bella. There's no point in telling you."
"Why not?"
"It just doesn't matter anymore." I frowned.
"He said something similar."
"About?"
"I don't know. He just told me he needed to tell me something and then he told me there was no point in telling me."
"Really?" I nodded. "He isn't that bad then. He's got some shame." She said the last part mostly to herself but the place was empty and I was definitely not deaf.
"What?" I asked irritated.
"Huh? Nothing." She looked her wrist and stood up. "I gotta go, Bella. See you tomorrow." I just nodded and waved in her way.
What in the world are they talking about?
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