Chapter 6…..I'm doing pretty well so far!
WARNING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Before I start I want to mention that this chapter will probably be completely very different as it is based on me at the moment. Recently my best friend passed away. Zeke. We had known each other basically since we were in kinder and I had been head over heels for him for just as long.
This is basically how I feel about it all. I just couldn't stop thinking about it and it makes it easier when I let it out.
Thanks for your understanding and please please PLEASE review
CHAPTER SIX
It's just one of those days
When you don't wanna wake up
Everything is fucked
Everybody sucks
You don't really know why
But want justify
Rippin' someone's head off
No human contact
And if you interact
Your life is on contract
Your best bet is to stay away motherfucker
It's just one of those days!!
My red gloved right fist connected squarely with the punching bag and I threw another kick, my red leather shoes hitting the bag with a loud thump. I punched the bag again, harder this time. My knuckles had stopped stinging about ten minutes ago.
"Break stuff" by Limp Bizkit was blaring from my iPod speakers to help drown out my thoughts. It helped to some extent, but when there was a lull in the music; my thoughts would stray to Edward.
It had been three days since that afternoon after training, but it was like Edward suddenly requested everyday training. I could not avoid seeing Edward, but I managed to exclude myself from my training, hiding out at the tavern with Nicholas.
All except last night. Originally, Jacob and Embry had planned to go keep Edward out of the bar till I went home but Edward somehow avoided them. I would've kept to the back of the bar where only staff could go but I had already been out at the bar when Edward first showed up.
It was the longest evening of my life.
Jacob
God, I could still remember his face clearly when he heard me and Jasper talking. If there was anyone that I didn't want in the room when I confessed…it was him….or Edward
I beat the punching bag as if I were trying to knock some sense into myself. Even after all this time and arguing with myself, I still hoped that I had a chance with Edward even though I knew it was a hopeless cause. God, I liked Edward yet Jake liked me too? Could this be anymore fucked?
I could feel my knuckles getting raw under the punches and cringed not because of the discomfort, but because I was sure Edward noticed how much I stared and gawked at him last night.
It wasn't my fault. The minute he had stepped in the door, I knew I was in trouble. Nicholas even offered to chuck him out for me but how long could I really hide from Edward?
I threw a roundhouse kick, a jab, and an undercut at the bag. I needed to get out my frustration before Jacob and I went over to the tavern tonight.
I could not help hating myself for still reacting this way whenever Edward was around. I thought after the first time we saw each other, we would not get along, but obviously I had been wrong. I thought back to the moment they were in the kitchen alone. Edward had led me there to clean up my cuts from training. While Edward fixed and washed the marks on my face, I smirked at Tanya. I could tell she had liked Edward and she was jealous even though there was nothing to be jealous about. That's when realized I wished there was something for her to jealous about. I liked Edward.
The music had changed and Animal I have become by Three Days Grace came on and I couldn't help letting a small smile spread across my lips and continued to demolish the punching bag.
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Jacob was making a sandwich when the two of us heard the doorbell. He looked at his creation with a bit of longing, then to me.
"hey you get the door, I'm going back outside" I smiled, picking up the towel from the bench and heading out towards the punching bag in the garage and Jacob went to answer the door.
"Hey, Cullen. What are you doing here?" Jacob asked curiously
Shit, Cullen! My heart skipped a beat. I ignored it, demolishing the bag again, lost in thought.
"Where's Bella anyway? I heard she hangs out with you a lot." Edward inquired.
Lie, please lie Jacob, lie I begged
"I think she's still in the garage."
Damn! I swore.
"What she doing in there?" Edward's voice held a bit of curiosity but Jacob didn't seem to notice.
"Beating the crap out of the punching bag."
"She's what?" Edward's voice raised, slightly angry
"She's been training at home because she hasn't been in class. I just regret it though"
"What, why?"
"She wanted a partner to train with but. . ." Jacob cleared his throat and their voices came closer. Both of them were coming. "She can be really aggressive."
"Aggressive? What do you mean?"
"She's become really tough lately. She shows no mercy anymore. Not a bit."
"I didn't think she had it in her" Edward laughed "But considering the bar she hangs out at, I suppose she really had no choice."
"Hey, if I were caught in a brawl, I'd pick Bella to be on my side before I'd pick you." Jacob said seriously but Edward just laughed.
"Come on, Jacob. Bella?"
"Dude, she can be vicious." Jacob lowered his voice
"I think you're exaggerating."
"That's the door to the garage. Have a look for yourself." Jacob said in his cocky voice "If Limp Bizkit is playing, don't interrupt her. She only plays them if she really wants to go off."
"What if something else is playing?" Edward's voice was becoming concerned.
There was a slight pause before Jacob said, "It should be fine. Just don't sneak up on her."
"Okay."
I heard the door open but I pretended I hadn't noticed. The music blared with the chorus from Animal I have become as I hit the bag with more force than I had before. Edward said nothing so I hit the bag again. If he said nothing, that was fine with me.
The music faded and Edward cleared his throat to make his presence known. I looked up and saw him standing in the doorway. Before the next song started, I walked over to my iPod speakers and shut them off.
"Edward?" I looked at him, pretending to be surprised. In truth I was a little surprised to see him here. Especially so casual. Black converse, dark jeans and a white skull shirt was probably the most casual I had ever seen him. Edward played with the strings of his white stripped hoodie almost…Nervously?
"Sorry." He said, looking down at his feet. "Jacob said you were in here."
"What are you doing here, Edward?" my voice faltered and he looked at me curiously
"I was in the neighbourhood."
"Okay. So you weren't looking for me?"
Crap, I thought. Why the hell did I say that?
"Is something wrong, Bella?" Edward walked toward me.
"No, why?" I took a step back
"Well, we're supposed to be at training but you've been avoiding me, and I thought. . ." he trailed off
"I was out. Got a job at the tavern. Nicholas has been keeping at the tavern a lot."
"Because you asked." he raised an eyebrow and I knew it was not a question.
I opened my mouth several times, but nothing came out. What could I really of said?
I undid the Velcro on my gloves and threw them on the tool bench.
"Ok, so I have. I need the money" I shrugged
Edward swore the and I looked at him confused
"Jesus, what's wrong with working to have a bit of cash." I growled annoyed.
"Not that" he returned with as much annoyance as I had given him. "Are you okay?"
Edward took my hands in his and examined them delicately and I realized why he had sworn. My knuckles were torn and bleeding. My hands were a bright red, scattered over with bruises and ached painfully.
"I'm fine. It's nothing." I shifted on the spot, trying to pull my hands away, but he would not let me go.
"Christ, Bella." Edward swore again, beckoning me inside.
"What the hell did you do?" Jacob shouted as soon as I entered the doorway.
"Nothing." I hid my hands behind my back, pushing past him to the freezer.
"Isabella Marie Swan!" Jacob yelled, hot on my heels. Edward followed at a cautious distance quietly.
"Don't ever call me Isabella" I hissed, punching his gut just hard enough to wind him. Jacob grabbed onto the chair next to him, breathing quickly to gain his breath as I rummaged through the freezer for some ice. Jacob knew me well enough to keep some ice in the fridge.
"I'll be fine, Jacob." I promised.
"W-why did y-you do this t-t-to yourself?" Jacob gasped, still trying to breathe. I smirked and Edward did too.
"I haven't worked out in a while, so I guess I just got caught up and lost track of what I was doing." I shrugged, grabbing the bag of frozen peas from the freezer and placing it lightly on my right hand.
"At some point, you must've felt the pain." Edward shook his head.
For being completely unaware of my feelings for him, Edward actually cared about me a bit. Unlike me, his was just the way a student and teacher should act.
"It stings a little." I tried to give both the boys a reassuring smile.
"A little?" Jacob shook his head. "Hold out your hands."
Feeling guilty for worrying Jacob, I did as I was instructed. Jacob placed the bag of frozen peas over both my hands, pressing it harder than I had. "How does that feel?"
"Better I guess."
"Come here." Jacob called to Edward, who was standing quietly in the door way.
"What? No, it's okay." I protested, pulling my hands away but Jacob held them in place with the bag of frozen peas.
"Edward, hold this on her hands while I go look for some ointment and pain killers." Jacob said forcefully, giving me an apologetic smile before heading upstairs. Everyone in the group had no idea why I didn't want to see Edward anymore; only Jacob knew the truth because he was the one I trusted the most. How could you really tell your friends that you had fallen for your teacher? Jacob had made up the brilliant lie that Edward had told me one day at training I was a bad student and not worth training so I had taken up training by myself at Jacob's house. My friends had promised to say nothing and this also stopped any chance to them to find out that Edward had never said such a thing. Jacob's lies had once again saved my life and put my friends at ease but no lie, no matter how brilliant, could stop my feelings Edward.
"You must've been really upset about something." Edward smirked as he held the bag of frozen peas in place on my hand. Edward was holding my hand in his and I blushed at the secret enjoyment of the small contact.
"Hmmm" I shrugged, keeping my eyes to the floor.
"This was something I definitely didn't expect from you."
I looked up at him for a moment "What?"
"How accident prone you are."
"Not usually." I looked down at the bag of frozen peas again, hiding my face from Edward. Edward paused for a moment and when he spoke again; his voice was barely a whisper.
"So, what were you upset about?"
"I wasn't upset." I sighed
Edward looked at me expectantly, waiting for me to continue.
"I just got lost in my thoughts." I continued
"What were you thinking about?"
You I thought mentally
"Nothing."
"Nothing at all?" Edward raised an eye brow
Just how frustrating my feelings for you are
"No. nothing" I plastered a fake smile on my face.
He chuckled. "It had to be something since your knuckles are pretty raw from all the thinking you were doing."
I looked up at him, his eyes on my face intently, as if seeking my answer. I looked at him and as I did I could feel myself losing control of my heart. I was sure it was about 250km/h so far.
"Why are you here, Edward?" my voice held no control, faltering in a whisper.
"I don't know." He smiled, brushing away a strand of hair from my cheek behind my ear.
"Uh-hem." Jacob cleared his throat and entered the kitchen, coming over to my side with a packet of painkillers in hand.
"I wasn't doing anything-" Edward started, withdrawing his hand.
"She gets in an accident, you are there to nurse her cuts and bruises, which I think only encourages Bella even more."
"Encourages her?" Edward looked between me and Jacob, his eyebrow quirked.
I felt my cheeks burn.
"It's nothing. Jacob is just mucking around" I hissed through my teeth. "Isn't that right Jacob?"
Jacob looked at me and I kicked him in the shins so quickly that Edward would not have seen.
"Yes." Jacob yelled, reacting to my kick. "I'm joking around"
"Thanks" I smiled at Jacob as he handed the pain killers over. I swallowed them quickly.
"Why is it you always seem to be around when she gets hurt?" Jacob rose as he looked at Edward who still held the bag of frozen peas over my hands. "Don't deny you like coming to her rescue."
"What?" Edward's eyes widened. "You make it sound like it's my fault."
Jacob shrugged
"Besides, am I just supposed to ignore it every time she hurts herself? She is my student"
"Yeah. Student" Jacob smirked and shook his head as he applied some sort of ointment over my knuckles "Bella's not as fragile as you think."
"I never said she was" Edward smiled slightly, looking up at me for the first time. I couldn't help the small smile that crossed my face
"She doesn't need you to always come along Cullen" Jacob bit back; obviously unhappy with Edward's affect on me. "She doesn't need rescuing."
"So, what is it that you're doing now?" I smirked up at Jacob.
"Taking care of his girl" Jacob didn't miss a beat, a smirk on his face
"His girl?" my eyes widened. Did Jacob seriously mean Edward?
"Well really I think Bella is her own girl but I suppose if anyone she may be mine" a cocky voice laughed and if possible my eyes went even wider. He was staring at me, his green eyes alight with humour and there was a large smirk plastered on his face. Almost completely covering his hair was a black beanie, his black-brown fringe poking out beneath the edges. He wore black skinny legged jeans, black converse with red flames down the sides and a 'Black Veil brides' shirt. I smiled slightly. He still remembered my favourite band. Even without needing to look, I immediately knew he had on his 'Fuck You' ring and shark tooth necklace.
"Zeke?" I whispered quietly "Zeke, is that you?"
"Hey Bells" he grinned, exposing his white teeth. "How you been?"
"Zeke!" I squealed, throwing myself at him and enveloping him in a hug, ignoring the cream on my hands or the other two boys in the room. "What are you doing here?"
"Came to visit you." he laughed, rubbing circles on my back. "You look happy to see me.
"Zeke" I gasped, pulling away from him shocked. "How could think I didn't. I haven't seen you a year!"
"yeah, well that's my fault" he shrugged, nodding his head.
"Please tell me I didn't eat some bad pizza. I'm not dreaming? Or hallucinating am I, Zeke?" I smirked, holding him out at arm's length.
"Nah. You're not." He grinned, picking me back up as he slid me back onto the bench.
Ezekiel Klain - or Zeke as he made me call him- had been my best friend since the age of 4. Both of us had met in kinder and since then the two of us were basically inseparable. It was a rare occasion that I went anywhere without him. To be truthful, the past year had been hell without him. I still hated his brother Andy for making him go to Italy with him. I could barely believe he was here now. If I was close to Jacob...I was a trillion times worse with Zeke.
The two of us had told each other everything and trusted each other impeccably. There were never any secrets. Well...except the fact I was in love with him since we had basically met.
I could still remember the hell I went through when Charlie busted me sneaking out with Zeke one night. Zeke leaned forward, his forehead resting against mine.
"Still got it on?" Zeke laughed slightly, flicking the angel heart necklace I had around my neck. "I gave that to you when we were 5"
"Still got it on?" I mimicked, flicking the shark tooth necklace around his neck. " I gave that to you when we were 7"
"Fuck you" he smiled slightly, raising his fist. I smirked, bumping his fist with my own and our 'fuck you' rings hit together with a small tink.
"Dinosaur" I mumbled quietly, holding up my other hand to show him my ring. Zeke smirked, shaking his head slightly. I couldn't help it. Being around Zeke made me feel like we were both 6 years old again. I missed this guy way too much.
Someone cleared their throat behind us and I saw Zeke roll his eyes dramatically, pulling away from me.
"Yes?" he said poshly and I had to hold back a snigger. Zeke had always been the idiot of the group. That's what me and Jake loved about him.
"WE haven't met. I'm Edward" Edward smiled politely, holding out a hand for Zeke to shake
"Zeke Klain" he smiled, ignoring Edwards hand as he jumped onto the bench next to me, slinging an arm over my shoulders. "Bella's best friend"
Oh crap....the thought suddenly dawned on me
What was I going to do now both guys that I liked where here? Jacob would always be my best friend but Zeke was different. I had felt exactly the same way about him that I did for Edward now. Had things changed in the year Zeke was gone? Did Zeke change in the year he was gone? I didn't know. Either way, I blushed slightly as Jacob slipped out of the room, leaving Zeke, Edward and I alone. Thankfully the telephone rang before I could say anything.
"It's my brother Andy." Zeke sighed, looking over to Edward. "Deal with her."
Edward nodded curtly and I shifted as they glared at each other.
"I think he's a little annoyed with me." Edward whispered when Zeke had left, his eyes on my hands.
"Why would you think that?" I asked sarcastically. Edward didn't catch it.
"I don't know…I do know Jacob doesn't like the attention I give you whenever you are hurt."
"I don't think it's that." I blushed. He's mad that I like you.
Edward put the last of the ointment on my knuckles and turned to the sink to wash his hands. "Well, he definitely sounded testy."
"That's just Jacob" I smiled softly
"You know, you were pretty intense fighting back there." I could see Edward smirk beside me. "I get why Jacob would want you on his side if he was caught up in a brawl."
"Punching a bag and punching a person are two entirely different things." I laughed
"I don't know. You handled yourself really well."
"Thanks, but I think you're exaggerating." I rolled my eyes at him.
"It was pretty hot the way you beat up that bag." He whispered eyes on the floor as he dried his hands.
I couldn't help as I looked over myself quickly. The charcoal gray exercise tank top I had on was drenched in sweat and my black sweatpants looked about three sizes too big around my legs. I didn't need a mirror to tell my hair was a damp mess.
"What?"
"It seems like every time we've seen each other, I'm either a sweaty beaten up mess or in one of my moods" I smirked, tucking a damp piece of hair behind my ears.
"So?"
"So? How is that hot? I laughed, trying hard to keep the blush off my cheeks
Edward's eyes roamed my face and his lips were on the verge of a smile. "How is it not?"
"Whatever. Like you should talk." I rolled my eyes with a smirk
"What?"
"Oh come on, Edward! Have you looked at yourself lately?"
"What does that have to do with anything?"
I looked at him sideways. This guy was completely clueless. "Never mind."
His eyebrows shot up. "You think-You find me attractive?"
"Oh, come on, Edward!" I hated that my cheeks were burning. "I'm sure you had groupies in high school."
"That was not me.....your Zeke defiantly has one though" Edward smiled tightly as he looked at me.
"He and I have been friends since we were little Edward. I mean…we grew up together. When I'm with him, I feel like a little kid again" I whispered. "Ties like that don't fade easy."
"Yes, that's true"
I shrugged "Anyway, I'm sure it was you that had groupies at our age."
"No, all the girls liked Emmett" Edward shrugged as he leant up against the bench
"Are you really going to stand there and tell me that you never noticed how all the girls practically trip over themselves hoping that you'd look their way, even now? Example Tanya."
"Tanya?" Edward laughed. "I suppose her but besides that I always thought they were interested in Emmett and Clearwater's brother."
I stared at him with my mouth open. How clueless was he?!
"What about that time at camp when Abby Tunney practically tried to suck your face off?" I smirked with my hands on my hips.
"You heard about that?" Edward's eyes widened greatly
"Clearwater told me about it.....I forgot till now. Did she try to get in your sleeping bag too?"
"I thought Abby got mixed up and thought I was Seth, Clearwater's brother." Edward admitted, blushing.
"Clearwater said It was common knowledge how much she liked you." I smiled, trying to get past him to change. There was no way I was going to stay here any longer in the sweaty mess I was.
"Wait." He was in front of me, blocking my way
"What?"
"You never answered my question. Do you find me even remotely attractive?"
Is he serious?! I thought.
"Why does it matter?"
"I'm just curious." He shrugged
"You can have any girl you want, Edward."
"I'm not asking just any girl."
I hated it when he looked at me this way. The expression in his eyes was supposed to be innocent, but the small smile that played on his lips conveyed his mischievous intent. Alice dubbed this look 'The Persuader'. I had heard numerous stories from Alice, Angela and a few of my other friends about how Edward got away with so much with this look.
I was saved from answering him when we heard Zeke approaching the kitchen. Edward stepped aside as he saw Zeke coming toward us in the hall.
"What's wrong?" I asked quickly, taking yet another step away from Edward.
"Andy called. Holly, our sister is having a baby and he has to be there since our parents aren't around anymore." Zeke ran his fingers through his hair with a sigh. "I can't hang out tonight, Bella. I'm grabbing my sister Kaylee and going to the hospital to see Holly"
"Oh no," I muttered quietly. "But . . . I only just got you back"
"I know. I'm really sorry" Zeke sighed, pressing his lips to my temple lightly. "Tomorrow I promise"
"Fine" I huffed, pouting slightly
"No...Don't give me that face bells" Zeke groaned "now I feel extra bad."
"That's the point" I laughed, slowly stepping back into the doorway
"You are an evil little pixie, you know that?"
"Yeah, I know" I smirked and without warning I felt Zeke's lips on mine. Just as quickly as they had come, they were gone.
"Tomorrow. Promise" Zeke smiled slightly and I couldn't help the bright red blush shoot across my face. I could have sworn I saw Edward glare at zeke as they both left.
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I curled further into the rough upholstery of Emmett's Impala. Small lines of sweat ran down the length of my face while I moved stiffly, gasping as I felt the sharp pain drive up my arm. I'd been going through these same movements for the past five minutes.
Emmett watched me - his face torn between amusement and worry - from the driver's side. Glancing at the rear-view mirror, I saw the sleeping reflection of Jacob. Damn kid had fallen asleep almost as soon as we hopped into the car, I didn't know why. As for me, well, I'd tried to sleep but of course I couldn't. Not with a dislocated shoulder.
Emmett pulled the impala off the main highway and I sighed happily as I saw the all too familiar street
The car hit a slight dip in the road, jerking the car slightly, causing me to gasp again.
"Did you dislocate that shoulder?" Emmett almost scolded.
"Nah, I don't think so. It's just really sore."
"That's what you get when you fall down the front door steps."
"I didn't fall, you tripped me."
"Did not" he smirked "Bells, listen. I know you love Edward..."
"Don't Emmett..."
"...and I know that it may seem right...." Emmett continued, ignoring my whispers.
"Emmett"
"But Zeke loves you too…he's better for you and …"
"Em, Stop!" I screamed and Emmett just looked at me wide eyed
"Just stop" I whispered, jumping out of the car and slamming the door in his face.
The air blew through my dark hair, bringing the scent of pine with it. The air was cool as it swirled around me and my head rose as I heard the familiar voices of Rose, Alice and Edward inside. At first I was really shocked to hear Edward inside and silently hoped they weren't torturing him.
"Edward's inside" I said, half to myself, half to Emmett beside me.
"Alice likes him…she thought we might as well try to like Edward if you 2 were going to become inseparable." Emmett said with a cheeky smile "all of us except Zeke of course"
"Of course but he's not here" I breathed, the pebbled drive way crunching below my feet. I sighed, brining my arm up to knock loudly on the front door.
"Hey Bella" he grinned
"Hey Edward" I grinned when I saw him and if possible, his smile grew wider.
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"What kind of movie do you want to watch?" Emmett asked me as Rose cuddled up next to him, wrapped up in a large blanket. "It's up to you; I have great collection of scary movies if you're into that…"
My eyes brightened didn't need any more encouragement than that.
"Awesome! We could have, like, a Nightmare on Elm Street marathon or something like that."
"Bella, you've seen the movies hundreds of times. Everyone knows they are your favourite." Emmett sighed
"You like nightmare on Elm Street?" Edward raised an eyebrow
"Are you kidding? I love that movie!"
"Oh my god, Will you marry me?" Edward joked as I slid onto the floor at Jacobs's feet. I had to hold back my smile as I saw Jacob and Emmett's eyes narrow on Edward as he sat next to me.
"Ok…" Rosalie cleared her voice awkwardly. "Let's just watch this stupid movie"
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I screamed and dug my nails onto Edward's arm as another bolt of thunder boomed throughout the small house. He grinned and wrapped an arm around my waist. The first time he had done that, I shook him off but I no longer wanted to. Hell, I didn't want to in the first place
"Why are we watching this again?" I murmured as I hid my face in Edward's shoulder.
"Because it's late and it's storming, and you're terrified. All these things add up to you clinging onto my shoulder for dear life" Edward whispered as he smirked down at me. "Nah, joking. Didn't you want to watch this?"
"Yeah...I change my mind." I sulked, moving away from Edward and putting at least a meter between us. Just for another clap of thunder unleashed, I screamed and jumped back into Edward's arms, hiding my face again.
"Touché." Embry smirked as he looked over to us.
"Shut up." I grumbled, pulling away from Edward again as the 9 of us continued to watch the movie: The Texas Chainsaw Massacre. This as the 5th or 6th scary movie today and I was officially freaked out. Alice was smiling widely against Jasper, Embry had a terrified Angela in his arms and Emmett was passed out with Rosalie curled up into his side. It seemed of all the people, Jacob was the only person bored with the movie. His eyes were glued on me as I sat beside Edward and I shifted uncomfortably under his gaze.
Just as Leather face is tearing off a characters leg with his chainsaw, there was a loud pound on the front door.
"It is one in the morning, who the hell is at that door? Did you see a car pull up? I didn't see any lights." I panicked as I clung onto Edward's shoulder.
Embry just shook his head, pulling Angela closer towards him.
"Calm down, Bells. Me and the guys will check it out, wait here." He got up from the couch, slapping Emmett awake and moved towards the front door.
"No, no way. I'm sticking with you guys. Didn't you watch that movie or any other scary movie ever? The boyfriend leaves the girlfriend for two seconds and bam! She's dead, and her skin is being sewn onto some psychopath's face," I said, grabbing onto Edward's arm. The girls did the same. Jacob rolled his eyes at us
"Girlfriend, eh?" Edward smirked down at me and I just stuck my tongue out at him.
Another hard knock sounded on the door and I squealed, pressing myself closer to Edward's side.
"You're such a sissy, Bella." Emmett rolled his eyes.
"You watch too many movies. Come on, we can go check this out together, it's probably a tree that fell over." Edward promised me.
He walked in front of me, as if to protect me from whatever was on the other side of the door, and opened it slowly. Emmett peeked around the door, opening it fully when he saw who was there.
"Kaylee?" Emmett gasped.
My ears perked up and I immediately jumped around them. There, in a pair of grey jeans and sesame street t-shirt was Kaylee – Zeke's 13 year old little sister. She shivering madly, twisting her leopard ring around her finger nervously as he chewed on her necklace chain. I knew Zeke had given her both the necklace and the ring. This couldn't be god. She only played with her jewellery when she was worried or sad.
"Kaylee? What is going on? You're soaked! Get inside. Did you walk here?" I shrieked.
I allowed us to pull her inside and she wrapped her arms around me.
"Bella…he...I...no…." she cried, her tears soaking my shoulder.
"Kaylee, what are you talking about?" I demanded, my arms tightening on the 13 year old.
"Zeke…he's gone" Kaylee mumbled into my shoulder, her tears coming faster now.
"Kaylee...." Emmett strung out her name tenderly, placing a light hand on her shoulder. "I'm sorry."
"What do you mean gone? Gone where?" I yelled my eyes wide as I let go of Kaylee.
"Zeke. He crashed on his bike, Bells. "
There was a huge crash next to me but I didn't flinch. That's when I realized it was me. I had been walking away from Kaylee and had knocked over the vase behind me.
I didn't care about that now.
I couldn't tell my own expression the fear clenched my stomach and worked its way to my throat. It felt like my insides were being twisted around in the cruellest of ways. It felt as though a parasite had invaded my body and slowly started to poison my heart
"Kaylee, I'm so sorry." Emmett whispered and I was vaguely aware of Edward's worried eyes on me.
"Thank you, Emmett. I can't believe…him of all people…" Kaylee muttered, ducking under Emmett's arm as she slipped out onto the porch. As she passed I could see her eyes smudged with wet eyeliner.
Zeke...he was gone. No. Not him. If there was a God, then there was no way in hell that Zeke was going to die after everything we had already been through. I had only just got him back. He was my best friend. The only person I could tell everything. The only person who knew every single part of me. He was all I needed before Edward had come along.
"Zeke" was all I said before I collapsed on the floor.
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What a terrible, terrible dream.
That was my first thought when I woke in my own bed, sunbeams slanting through the window. Was it Saturday? Yes, it must be. I shivered, even though the sheets were warm. The movie night was tonight.
Reluctantly, I folded back my covers and shivered slightly. The sheets were warm and inviting compared the morning air. No, had to get up.
"Jacob?" I shouted. "Jake you were meant to wake me up."
Silence.
"God!" I huffed as I swung my legs out of bed. My feet jumped off the timber floor. Cold.
"Bella" a voice sighed softly and my eyes shot to my doorway.
"Edward?" my brow creased "what are you doing here? It's a Saturday morning."
"Bella, I'm so sorry," he began, his voice filled with pain. Huh?
"What are you talking about?" I asked quickly, looking at him sideway
"God, you're so confused." He sighed again as he ignored me.
"Confused about what?" I demanded "Come on, I know you aren't telling me something. What's going on?"
Edward looked even more agonized than before.
"Bella, Zeke...he's gone..."
"Gone? What do you mean gone?" I shouted, jumping to my feet. "That was a nightmare."
"No bells" he whispered as he glued his eyes to the floor. "It wasn't."
"Yes! It was!" I screamed and I could feel my eyes start to swell with moisture
"Bells, he's gone."
My chest flared painfully and I let out a sob, my legs weak. Losing my footing, I fell to a heap on the ground. Already my eyes were brimming with tears. No, I couldn't believe it. I wouldn't believe it.
"You're lying to me!" I shook my head, sliding backwards away from him.
"Why would I lie to you about something like this?" Edward whispered a look of pity on his face.
"No!" I cried, pressing myself to the wall and curling myself into a tight ball, my fist holding onto my necklace so tight I was sure it would break. "You're lying!"
Edward stood on the spot, looking down at me, not sure what to do. I buried my face in my knees, letting the sobs rack my body.
How could this have happened? It's amazing and unnerving to think about how everything can change in a day. Just a single day. A life can be created. Millions can die. The world could end.
Or just one person can be taken away.
And your whole world can be turned upside down.
Especially since just the day before, you had been talking and laughing like the best friends that you are.
Were. I corrected myself mentally and another sob escaped my lips.
"Bella?" Edward whispered taking hesitant step forward.
"This can't be happening Edward." I sobbed, finally looking up at him. I was sure my face was red and streaked with tears. "It's just a dream."
"Oh Bella..." Edward sighed in a whisper, sliding down onto the floor beside me and pulling me onto his lap.
"It's just a dream, Edward" I whispered. "Just a dream"
Edward wound his arms around me and rocked me back and forth on his lap.
"It's okay, I've got you, I won't let you go. I've got you" Edward whispered into my hair over and over. That's when I broke down again, the full weight of what happened crashing down onto me.
I remember Zeke once told me a guy was never worth my tears and the one who was would never make me cry.
How wrong he had been.
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A/N: I have nothing further to say but guys please review. Please.
Luv you all and be safe.
If you love someone, tell them while you got the chance. I hate myself for not doing so.
Luv
Eden xoxo
