Chapter 8: I Bleed My Heart Out Just For You
So here is chapter 8! And it's a good one!
"Well, one thing you should know about being my girlfriend is," Cullen began.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa, back it up," I interjected. "Who said anything about me being your girlfriend?" He shrugged.
"Just thought we should get that subject out of the way," he said simply. I shook my head. No use in fighting with him. Not like it would change anything even if I tried.
"Remember Cullen, there is a line, and you don't want to cross it," I told him.
Three months after the incident at the bowling alley, I was actually starting to like having Cullen around. We started spending more and more time together and we were pretty good friends now. I didn't hate him as I once did. Since that night that I decided I was going to be nice to him, every thing was going right. My grades were good, I found a job and it was going well, my music was amazing, and for once, I wasn't worried about what was going to happen next. That seemed to be a trend when I hung out with Cullen and his family. I was finally introduced to the rest of his family. Emmett and Jasper were pretty awesome, but Rosalie avoided me at all costs. I didn't know why and I didn't want too.
But nevertheless, I was starting to like it here, which I never thought would happen.
"Hey, Princess," Cullen said, waving a hand in front of my face. "Earth to Bella."
"What do you want?" I asked, playfully slapping his hand out of the way.
"Wow, I just had a whole conversation with you and you didn't even pay attention." I blushed.
"Sorry," I mumbled.
"Anyway," he continued, "What're you doing tomorrow night?"
"Nothing that I'm aware of, why?" I asked, eyeing him carefully.
"Just wondering." The bell rang and signaled the end of the school. I walked away from him, shaking my head in confusion. Was that his way of asking me out? He was weird so it wasn't surprising that he didn't give me an answer.
When I got to the truck, I got in and waited for Jake. He was slow at the end of the day getting out of the school and I was used to waiting for him. I put the key in the ignition and turned it. The truck made a clicking noise, and then went silent. I tried again, but it failed to start.
"Damn it," I said and got back out of the truck. As I walked towards the building Señor Annoying walked up behind me.
"Where you going beautiful?" he asked.
"Truck won't start," I informed him.
"Really?" Cullen asked, walking with me.
"No I just felt like saying that. Of course it's not starting."
"Want me to look at it? Jake can go home with Alice and we can pick him up after, if you want," he offered. I mentally debated what would happen if I said yes. He might take my yes as a sign about something that wasn't there. But on the other hand I did need to get the truck fixed and maybe he knew enough to help me out.
So after debating for a while, I told him, "You get to tell Jake." He smiled widely. Once we let Jake know what was going on, we went back to the truck. He worked on the vehicle while I worked on homework inside the truck. I tried my hardest to focus on the work I needed to get done, but I couldn't help but think about the fact that I was going to have to drive to his house, alone, with no one else but him.
A soft knock on the window brought me back to real life. I got out of the truck. I realized too late that my feet had fallen asleep and I fell right into him, yet again.
"Whoa, you okay, Bells?" he asked as he helped me stand up.
"Yeah, I'm fine," I said and tried to pulled away from him, but he had a steel grip on my arms. I looked up and instantly was lost in his eyes. God, why did he have to be so beautiful? Why couldn't he have been average? The funniest thing was he seemed to be as lost in me as I was with him.
"Maybe, we should, uh, get back to the truck," he whispered, breaking the trance we were both in. I pulled away quickly, blushing like crazy. "Well, it seems like the truck has actually died. I don't think it can be saved." I sighed, still embarrassed about what had just happened.
"Great, now what am I supposed to do? I cannot afford a new car and neither can Charlie!" I walked over to the truck, and kicked the side as hard as I could. The only thing that happened was me hurting my toe. I flinched, and cursed at the truck.
"Wow, you have a temper today, don't ya princess," he commented, the asshole in him coming back out.
"Ya know Cullen, I really don't need you're annoying asshole self today," I snapped.
"I was just making an observation, calm down," he said placing his hands on my shoulders, the nice guy coming back. "It will all work out. I'll work on the truck after school everyday until it's fixed, if you would like." I stared at him.
"Why are you offering to waste your time on this piece of junk?" I asked, confused.
"Well, there would be two benefits to that: one, I would get your brother out of your hair and make him help me, and two, I have a good reason to hang around your house and see you," he stated and took his hands off my shoulders.
"Do you even know how to be subtle?" I asked, "Because you never are." He shrugged.
"You wouldn't know how I feel if I were subtle then, would you?" I laughed.
"You should learn that talent, it might come in handy one day. But, going to another subject, how are we supposed to get home with the truck dead and undrivable?"
"Hold that thought," he said and walked to the other side of the parking lot. He pulled out his phone and seemed to be debating with someone. I quickly climbed back into the truck to escape the wind and started on my homework. I got through one complete subject before he came back.
"So, Alice is on her way. All we have to do is wait," he informed me. I sighed. Great, I have to wait here with him now until she shows up, I thought. He looked at me curiously.
"Tell me what you're thinking."
"I'm thinking that I don't want to have to… do our biology lab tomorrow," I lied. Slowly, he started to smile. "What?" I asked, blushing.
"You're lying," he challenged.
"I am not," I said, looking back at my homework.
"Sweetheart, if there's one thing I've learned since I met you; it's that you are a terrible liar."
"What are you a mind reader? How would you know that I'm lying?" The smile widened.
"Why yes, I am, thank you for noticing!" he winked at me.
"Ha ha, very funny, smart ass," I said.
"Well, I can read everyone else's mind but yours so I guess you win this one."
"Really? Everyone's but mine? Wow does that suck for you!" I commented.
"If only you knew," he muttered and looked out the window, ending our conversation. I went back to my homework and tried to ignore him. Unfortunately, all I got was him staring at me, again.
"Can I help you?" I asked. I was starting to get annoyed with him staring at me all the time.
"Nope, I'm just taken by your beauty," he said.
"Okay?" I mumbled going back to my work. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't ignore the fact that he sat there staring at me. I didn't bring it up again though, because then I would have to listen to him be a jackass once again. Finally, Alice showed up and saved me from his staring eyes.
"What took you so long?" Cullen asked when we got out of the truck.
"Well, I would have gotten here sooner, but Jake here wouldn't let me drive the way I wanted," she explained.
"Hey, it's not my fault that you drive like a lunatic!" he shot back. "Try driving like a normal person for once!" I shook my head and walked over to the Volvo. I threw my stuff in the front seat, stealing Jakes spot. "Um, excuse me, may I ask what you are doing?" he asked, looking at me.
"Putting my stuff in the car?" I told him. He shook his head.
"No, I get the front seat."
"Too late. My stuff is there."
"Hey that's not fair! Ed, it's your car, who gets the front seat?" he demanded. I walked over and placed a hand on Cullen's chest.
"Yeah, who gets the front seat?" I whispered, attempting to dazzle him. His eyes widened at my little gesture.
"Uh, I think Bella gets the front seat," he decided, putting his arm around me. I looked at my brother and stuck my tongue out at him.
"I win!"
"Wow dude, way to stab me in the back! You picked my sister over me!" Cullen shrugged.
"Well, for one, she's way better looking than you are no offense. And two, she is going to be my girlfriend so you better get used to it."
"Alright, remember that line we talked about earlier? Yeah, you're getting a little to close to it for my liking," I said, moving away from him. He let his arm drop to his side and started to pout. I rolled my eyes. No one should look that perfect while pouting.
"Aw, Bells, you hurt his feelings!"
"Hey, I warned him before," I explained, but still, he continued to pout. "Please stop." When he didn't I sighed. "What will make you stop?"
He thought about it, and then said, "One date, Friday night."
"I should have known," I muttered. "Where?"
"There's an amazing band playing at this club in Port Angeles."
"But, we're not twenty one so we can't get in," I pointed out.
"Sixteen plus club. Plus, I know these guys and they are amazing! Please?" he said, pouting again. I sighed and agreed. He smiled my favorite crooked smile and I just about died. "Alright then. It's a date."
Friday night came fasted than it should have. Cullen was going to pick me up in a few hours, and I had a crisis on my hands.
"Alice, I don't own anything to go clubbing in!" I realized.
"I already got you something!" she bounced in the room with a blue long sleeve shirt. "Put it on. Oh yeah, and these too!" she threw a pair of black skinny jeans at me. I put them on and stared at myself in the mirror. Only Alice would have been able to find a perfect outfit that fit, and made me look good. She did my makeup faster than anyone would have thought possible and flew threw my hair. "There, you're ready." And as if on queue, the door bell rang. I quickly threw on some shoes and ran downstairs. I didn't give Cullen a chance to come inside, because I knew Charlie would love this way more than he should.
"Bella, you look, amazing," he said, giving me a once over. I blushed. No one had ever looked at me like that.
"Thank you. You don't look half bad yourself," I replied. Truth was he looked absolutely gorgeous. He was wearing a black button up shirt and dark jeans which made him look like a god.
"Are you ready to go?" I nodded and we walked to the car. We rode in silence most of the way, but it was comfortable. It was nice to not have him harassing me for once. When we got to the club, he opened my door and helped me out of the car. We walked together laughing at the people stumbling out and I actually was looking forward to the date, believe it or not.
The music in the club was so loud, I could barley hear myself think. Cullen said something, but I couldn't hear him.
"Do you want to dance?" he yelled in my ear. I nodded, not knowing what he meant by dancing. I was happy when his version of dancing wasn't grinding. We danced close enough that I was constantly bumping into him, but it wasn't nasty dancing. The band was, as he said, amazing. They played nonstop for three hours. By the time it slowed down to a slow song, I was ready to pass out. I was grateful for a slow song, but I wasn't ready to be dancing with Cullen like that.
I feel like I'm drowning in ice water
My lips have turned a shade of blue
I'm frozen with this fear that you may disappear
Before I've given you the truth
I bleed my heart out on this paper for you
So you can see what I can't say
I'm dying here (I'm dying here)
'Cause I can't say what I want to
I bleed my heart out just for you
I've always dreamed about this moment
And now it's here and I've turned to stone
I stand here petrified
As I look in your eyes
My head is ready to explode
I bleed my heart out on this paper for you
So you can see what I can't say
I'm dying here
'Cause I can't say what I want to
I bleed my heart out just for you
And it's all here in black and white and red
For all the times those words were never said
I bleed my heart out on this paper for you
So you can see what I can't say
I'm dying here
'Cause I can't say what I want to
I bleed my heart out just for you
I bleed my heart out just for you
"This is our song, princess," he said in my ear. I believed him. It seemed to be that he had something to tell me that he couldn't, that much I knew, and it described how I was feeling. I stared into his gold eyes and knew at that moment, that he had been right all along. I was falling for him, and boy, was I falling hard. But that was a secret hush hush, don't ever tell anyone type of thing, because I would never live it down if anyone found out.
"I need some air," I said pulling away and walking out of the club. My head was spinning in twelve different directions. I needed to sort stuff out but didn't have time while I was there. People kept bumping into me. A group of drunken teenagers started pushing people and one of the slammed into me, causing me to fall. Before I could hit the ground, Cullen caught me. Even though he caught me, it still felt like I hit a brick wall. I didn't even see him come out of the club so I had no idea how he caught me.
"Hey!" He yelled, "Watch where you're going!" The group turned on him and started laughing.
"Well, pretty boy, what're you gonna do about it?" one called, testing Cullen's patience. He stared them down, communicating to them silently. They all freaking out and scattered. When they were gone, he turned to help me.
"Are you alright?" he asked quietly.
"Yeah, I think so," I told him.
"Let's get you home." He ushered me to the car, on edge the whole way.
"Hey, are you okay?" I questioned, starting to worry about him. He nodded and started to pull out of the parking lot. We, again, rode in silence, but this time it was way awkward. I watched him, concerned. He had mood swings worse than a PMSing girl so I had no idea when he would snap back to normal.
Suddenly he pulled the car over to the shoulder and slammed on the breaks. He quickly got out of the car and paced around outside. I followed.
Staring at him, I called, "Cullen, are you sure you're okay?" He stopped and looked at me. He shook his head.
"No, I'm not. Bells, I need to tell you something, but I don't know how to do it." He started pacing again.
"Okay?"
"Bella, I'm not normal," he began. I snorted.
"Well I could have told you that," I mumbled.
"No, like, I'm not like you." I stared at him, completely lost to where this conversation was going. "I'm, uh, oh god, how do I say this? Bella, I'm a vampire." I stood there, stiff as a board, trying to comprehend what he had just told me.
"You're a what?"
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