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Chapter 7

Mike's eyes narrowed instantly. It wasn't even intentionally. His eyes just kind of…narrowed.

Edward closed the door behind him, and looked Mike square in the eye.

He said nothing.

This made the already uncomfortable silence an if-either-of-us-speaks-then-the-other-is-going-to-rip-someone-or-something-to-shreads silence. Not good.

Edward walked, silently, to his bed, sat down, turned on the TV, took out his iPod, and plugged into some tunes to help him calm down.

The steam was pouring out of Mikes ears.

insert optional part here

Edward stole a quick glance over to Mike, who was now beet red, and glaring him down.

"Newton," Edward started and took a deep breath, closing his eyes, "I'm sorry."

Mike's face instantly changed from fury to shock.

"Wh-what?" He asked, stunned.

"I know you heard me," Edward said, looking down at his iPod, skimming through the artists.

"Wh-why?" Mike stuttered.

"I don't know, I…I just am." Edward did not meet his eyes, "I am going to get some fresh air." With that Edward got up, and walked out of the room.

Mike instantly deflated.

He didn't really hate Edward. He was just really, really, really jealous.

Why did he have to be such a jerk? No wonder Bella didn't want to be with him. Maybe if he acted a little more like Edward, charming is the word, Bella would fall for him…


Edward walked silently out to the street, buzzing with people, Stolen thumping through his head phones.

Before the gold and the glimmer have been replaced

Another sun soaked season fades away

You have stolen my heart…

He walked to a deserted ally and backed up against a stone wall, slowly sliding down to the sitting position, his arms resting on his legs. He put his head back against the cold rock, and as the song played on, only one person came to mind.

Bella

Too early to say goodnight

Bella

You have stolen my heart

Bella

Sleep Well

Bella

Sleep Well…


Bella knocked on Mr. Simkon's door, Marie babbling on about how she saw five hundred pigeons this afternoon.

"Why hello Bella, Marie." Mrs. Simkon eyed Marie angrily, "Marie, I told you not to go running off. Thank you Bella." Mrs. Simkon took Marie by the wrist and pulled her into the room and shut the door.

Bella sighed.

Her thoughts ventured back to that afternoon. Even if Mike had ruined the last part, she still had had a great time.

She felt as if she had known Edward for years. Like they were best friends…

She hoped that maybe they could be that, and more.

What was she thinking! She had barely even known him for a day, and she was already thinking about taking it to a serious level?

Yes. Yes she was.

What?

No!

Isabella Swan DOES NOT rush things.

She is cautious.

She really likes Edward Cullen.

That doesn't matter.

Yes it does.

You don't even know him.

Listen to your heart.

Your heart knows squat.

It knows everything.

She wanted to scream at herself. This inner conflict was not working for her.

She didn't like the practical Bella battling with the…new Bella.

She put her hand to her forehead and squeezed her eyes shut.

When she arrived at her room and opened the door, Alice came rushing at her and gave her a huge hug.

"OhmygoshohmygoshIamsosorryIletthathappen!Itisallmyfault!IshouldhaverestrainedMike!WhatwasIthinking!" Came out in one breath, while Alice had Bella in a sympathetic embrace.

"Alice. Alice! ALICE! It is okay! I am fine! Look, LOOK," Bella pulled Alice out of the hug, "I am fine, no one was hurt. I actually think it was kind of…funny."

The girls burst out into laughter.

"I am still going to kill Mike." Alice said in between giggles.

"Mind if I help?" Bella asked, her eyes gleaming with tears.

"I'll start planning," Alice said, running over to her suitcase and whipping out a laptop.

"It's okay Alice, I don't think I could ever kill Mike, even if he did ruin…" Bella trailed off.

Alice grinned a Cheshire cat grin.

Bella blushed.

"I am going to go get some fresh air," Bella said, walking over to her backpack, and pulling out her MP3 player. "I'll be back soon."

Bella walked out of the room, and turned her music player on shuffle, and pressed "play".

She gasped.

Wow. Ironic. She thought to herself as one of her favorite songs came on.

I know there's something in the wake of your smile.

I get a notion from the look in your eyes, yea.

You've built a love but that love falls apart.

Your little piece of heaven turns too dark.

Listen to your heart

when he's calling for you.

Listen to your heart

there's nothing else you can do.

I don't know where you're going

and I don't know why,

but listen to your heart

before you tell him goodbye.


Okay, so this is for you all who hate Mike, and want him to die, and I had the urge to put this little part in the story. The only problem is, Mike can't die…at least not yet evil laugh anywho…enjoy… :)

OPTIONAL PART FOR CHAPTER 7

Suddenly there was a crash, and through the boys balcony (glass) door, a man in all black appeared, doing a dive roll, to a stance.

Not just any stance either. A killing stance. Yes, a killing stance.

Edward jumped off the bed, throwing his iPod aside, his eyes lighting up.

The man in black muttered something in what sounded like Chinese, and whipped out a pair of nun chucks, swinging them around like a banshee, hi-yaing.

Next thing Mike knew, a man in all leather rolled onto the balcony, a rope ladder swinging behind him. He tugged his mask off…wait, it was a woman.

She smiled a seductive smile, teeth momentarily blinding everyone in the room. She un-zipped her jacket, revealing...

Holy shit Mike thought I think I might die tonight…

Revealing a crisscross band of bullets across her chest, and a machine gun hanging loosely off her waist.

She walked over to Mike, and ran a long fingernail from one shoulder to the other, making him shiver.

"How do you like it," she whispered in his ear.

His mind automatically jumped into the gutter, but she continued, taking his mind right out of the gutter and onto the lockdown mode , "short and sweet? Or long and drawn out?"

"I would prefer long and drawn out," someone cut in.

Another person had joined the group.

It was an older man, his hair graying, but he wasn't your sweet old grandpa type. Mike knew this because of the rather large machete the man was palming, running his fingers up and down the blade, a sick sound filling the room.

Mike gulped.

The woman looked away from Mike.

"Would you please leave us?" She asked Edward.

He just widened his eyes and left the room silently.

He just left. Just like that. Not even wanting to help Mike in the slightest. Mike looked down at the woman's shitkickers and gulped. She meant business. And the meeting was just about to begin.

Suddenly a shot sounded.

Mike felt a searing pain shoot up his leg. He couldn't feel his foot.

The old man snickered. "One toe down, nineteen left to go."

The man who was dressed in all black started to swing the nun chucks again.

"Hey, you, Ninja Boy. Come over here and help me with this guys ears," the woman said.

Mike passed out.

And never woke up again…


evil laugh Well, there you go. One way Mike could, but not likely, die. Until next time… :) If you have any other ideas or ways Mike could die, I would love to hear them. You and your creative minds crack me up, and I wouldn't mind writing some more "Mike Death Scenes". They're fun. Have another cookie. :


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How about the optional insert? I think it could have been a little better, maybe some more drama, but, eh...

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