Dear my lovely readers,
I hate this chapter with deep abysmal passion. Try to enjoy it anyways. Feel Free to flame. I hate this Chaper as much as you do.
"Who? This worthless piece of crap? I just found her passed out drunk in the alley. I figured I should pick her up and get her out of here so she doesn't die. Does it belong to you?"
Edward's words were so harsh, and even though it was a lie, and I knew he was lying, I could have believed it myself. But to hear him call me a worthless piece of crap made me feel like a worthless piece of crap. Even though I knew he was just lying to save us.
He acted faster than I ever could.
"Never mind. You can have it. I don't want to carry THAT around." Said James. I tried to look drunk and disoriented. James seemed to believe him.
"Well, God, I don't want to carry her around either." He said quickly, making his act more inconspicuous.
"Well, that's too bad isn't it?" said James. Then he walked away. Thank god.
We waited to speak until he was completely out of site.
"Bella, I'm so sorry." He said so sincerely. He was so sincere that it looked like it hurt him.
I put my arms around his neck and hugged him. "It scared me a little. A the things you said. But I knew they weren't true."
"Bella, please don't let this one moment come betwen us though, I only did it to protect you. I..."
"Yes, Edward?"
"I...love you, Bella."
I sucked in a breath and my eyes wandered away from his.
"Bella? Is everything all right? Did i say something wrong?" He asked with anxiety.
"No. Edward. I'm just afraid." I told him, biting my lip, and running a hand through my hair.
"What are you afraid of?" He asked in a small voice.
"That I'll never be able to say it back. I want to, but i'm just not ready for that yet. I'm not ready for love." I said sadly. I was about ready to cry again. "Edward, please forgive me." I pleaded.
"Bella. My love, I'm not angry, I'd wait forever for you. There is no need for you to be forgiven. I love you just because." He said with a crooked smile.
The crooked smile that I loved.
"Thank you."
"Now, lets get you back over to Jake and the guys, shall we?" He said sweetly.
I grinned. "We shall."
Then out of no where, Edward throws me onto his back, giving me a piggy back ride. "Hold on, Spider-monkey."
"Thats name is gay, you sound like a fag."
"Sorry...erm...Bella?"
"Perfect. Just stick with Bella.
"Hold on, Bella!" then he ran with me and I held on with all my might. I giggled, and he chuckled. We dashed through crowds, forcing people out of our way. I giggled even harder. Club music was blaring all around us, with the occaisional "hey fucker move."
We made it to back stage and I realized that I was grinning from ear to ear. I was practically high off of happiness right now! Jake saw me and smiled at me.
I got off of Edwards back and he held me once again. "MMM, I don't want to leave you quite yet, But I need to change into my stage clothes and add a little make-up." I said with a pout.
"You won't be away for long, love. I'll be right in the front row, watching you at all times. no worries. I'd never leave you," He assured me with the side-ways grin.
"Okays." Then I kissed him softly on the lips. I pulled away but he dove right back in for more. I giggled against his lips and we kissed longer.
Jake Gagged."Okay, stop before I Gag!" He complained.
"You just did gag, dumbass." I said playfully.
"You know what I mean..."He mumbled.
I stopped kissing Edward, we said fare-well and I was off to the dressing room.
I put on some black skinny jeans and A black camisole with a Black see-through shirt over it. Then i put on various studded bracelettes up my arms and sported a ton of black Eye-liner over my eyes. I left the rest of my face alone. I was going to have a hard enough time tonight trying to get the black off.
God has a punishment for us Goth/Emo/Punk/Scene People. It was the pain of trying to get Black eye-liner off. It once took me a whole ten minutes with just one eye.
I got out of the dressing room and the guys were behind the door waiting for me. The whistled in syncrinization. I rolled my eyes.
"You, look pretty damn hot,Bells. "Said Quil.
"Thanks, "I mumbled.
We were about ready to get on stage. When I Said something to my band.
"Guys, i don't feel like singing depressing music tonight. I'm in too good of a mood. Can we sing one of our more happier songs? I was thinking...When The Day Met The Night and I don't know...How about Party In The USA?"
"Bells, we don't sing that song. Miley Cyrus does.
"Oh, you're right..uh...OH never mind! I have an idea! i've been working on this one song for a while anyways. C'mon guys!" And i hurried over to the stage.
a litttle bit of suspense never hurt anyone. I figured it would be good for you guys. And sorry the chapter is so short. I'll try to make it longer next time. And in your next review could you try to tell me WHY you actually read this. I need a little bit of motivation.
