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Chapter O9: Why Can't You See You Belong With Me?
"Get out of here leech!" Jacob's growl was not distant as the voices became louder and nearer. I kept my eyes closed focusing back on sleep but sleep was not an option for me right now.
"Put a sock in it mongrel!" Edward hissed back. I opened my eyes to see the two sending death glares to one another. They were positioned in the kitchen. I could see Edward's hands curling up to fists by his side.
I groaned out loud at the sun peeking through the window and landing only on my face. I shut my eyes again and rolled out of bed. Edward was at my side.
"See what you did?" Edward turned to Jake and then to me, indicating my unsleeping form. "I'm sorry," he whispered to me. His eyes grew with delight. "Did I wake you?"
"The two of you did," I muttered. "But I was bound to wake up anyway," I looked at the digital clock. "We have to leave in two hours." It was 5:30 in the morning. What were the two doing up so early?
"Well if Edward here just listened to me-"Jake's voice grew with poison. He snarled at Edward, who did the same back before fixing his eyes on me again.
"Stop it you two! Today's our first day of publicity and I don't want to ruin this! Jake you've already ruined last week's meeting by leaving me stranded at the airport! What does the director think of me now?" I was in a glare by the time I finished my little unexpected meltdown. Jake's eyes were wide and I could almost see Edward forcing back a grin in the corner of my eye.
"Last week you acted as if it weren't a big deal." Jake reminded me with a smirk. I only threw daggers at him with my mind.
"Ever thought she was just being kind to you?" Edward retorted.
"She can speak for herself. What are you? Her secretary?"
"What if I were?" Edward shot back.
This was driving me insane! It was bad enough the three of us were stuck in a movie, not to mention the publicity for a month and now we were to share a hotel room while we were here filming. Brandon McFarland was torturing me. He may as well handcuff me to the two idiots while he's at it. Wait...he kinda did.
"Ugh!" I raised my hands to my head frustratingly. "I'm going to get ready and I want to see the two of you alive and well when I come out. Got it?"
They both nodded as I turned my back to them. I had to take one last look before I entered the bathroom after getting my toiletries and clothing for today to make sure they hadn't already started murdering each other. God only knows what they'd do while I wasn't monitoring them.
I stripped my clothes off and let the warm water relax my muscles. I haven't felt so serene since most likely a few weeks ago when my life was normal. I wasn't sure if I'd be able to handle this lifestyle. The paprazzi's, early wakeup calls for filming, going through "Bella Barbie" only not with Alice and Rose this time, it felt like a nightmare I was stuck in, only I chose to be in this hell of a dream. I don't think I'd go back though.
It was typical of Alice to choose my outfit, to select something much unlike me. At least she didn't go overboard this time. I picked up the brown sweater dress and dark skinny jeans she had labeled "Monday" for me when she brought it over during the weekend. She had my outfits in order for the week and told me she'd be back during the weekend. I simply told her "No" but Alice didn't take no for an answer.
I quickly put everything on but not the death traps she wanted me in. Hell, I'd just wear flats. It's not like she'd be here to see I "disobeyed" her. I blow dried my hair and let it loose. I figured putting it into a ponytail would upset Rose. She always told me to leave it straight. I was afraid the two would be watching me from somewhere.
I didn't have to apply makeup. My makeup artists were going to take care of it. I looked in the mirror one last time. Small bags appeared beneath my dull eyes from lack of sleep. I don't know how everyone else could handle all of this. I looked horrible, in my opinion. I shrugged all thoughts off. I didn't want to be like Alice or Rose complaining about their looks.
When I stepped out of the bathroom, Edward and Jake were sitting on opposite couches watching a random show on T.V. They had already gotten dressed and were waiting for me. I hope I hadn't taken too long.
And needless to say, they were still breathing with no marks or bruises. I smiled at the two. Getting along shouldn't be so hard.
"Finally you're done." Jake rolled his eyes and fixed them on the T.V. again.
"A masterpiece doesn't take ten minutes to create." I grinned when I mimicked Alice's words. Jake rolled his eyes; Edward flashed me his crooked smile. I felt myself beaming back at him when I told myself to stop. His heart belonged to Tanya, not me.
But why? My conscience asked. Why did he love Tanya? Tanya was only a dilemma in his life. When he cried, I was there. Was she? No. He cried over her, he beat himself because of her and she took away the smile that I loved every time he was down. I understood him more than that Tanya ever will. Times like this I would always ask myself, in my mind, if he ever thought just maybe he belonged with me?
Would he ever see the day? No. No he wouldn't. I wondered if I'd eventually get tired of waiting.
"She can take her time if she wants to Jacob." Edward muttered with a bored tone. He got up from the sofa and joined me. "Are you ready?"
I nodded. "As ready as I'll ever be."
He chuckled. "You have me Bella, it's going to be fine." He referred to the annoying paparazzi he knew I feared. Jake was in the background moving his lips mimicking Edward. I shot him a glare and he stopped.
I hadn't realized the gaze Edward and I shared until Jake cleared his throat. "If you two don't stop confessing your love for each other in a stare, we may not make it out of this hotel room if you know what I mean." He chuckled at the end.
I scoffed and I knew I was already blushing. "Jake!"
"Relax Bells, I was just kidding."
"Well that wasn't funny." I mumbled putting on the flats instead of the red heels Alice wanted me to wear.
Edward put his hand on the small of my back, leading us outside of our suite. Jake locked the door and walked in front of us not bothering to hold the door and wait for us when the elevator arrived. Instead, he let the door close so Edward and I had to wait for the next one.
Edward's fists were already curled up. "The things I'll do to that boy…" he trailed off when he realized he was glaring at me. I was already afraid.
"But I won't hurt him," he assured me with his famous dazzling smile.
"What's with the sudden change in mood?" I asked him.
"If I harm him, it'll upset you and I don't want to see you get hurt." He spoke the words slowly. Edward was so protective. Sometimes it was sweet, just like this moment. I was blushing, I could tell by the burning feeling of my cheeks. Edward's smile only grew fonder.
Little did he know, he's already hurt me.
My remarkable response to his words that almost had me in a heart failure, were "Okay. Thanks." When we entered the elevator. Again, he had his arm around my waist. I didn't neglect it. Honestly, I enjoyed having his company.
"It's about time," Jacob was seated on a chair in the lobby looking bored.
"Someone decided to play games again," I half growled. Jacob's attitude was not impressive and I wasn't going to let him get away this time.
"Bells, what's wrong?" He pulled me away from Edward's grip. "Are you mad at me?" his eyes were dancing with amusement.
"Jacob why do you have to be such a… such… such-"
"Go on, say it." He encouraged me. His grin grew from ear to ear.
"Jerk!" was all I could say. I thought about calling him the "A" word but that wasn't like me.
"Jerk?" Jacob laughed with much hilarity. It was so loud it echoed around us. Edward stood behind me with a protective hand around my waist. "Is that all you can come up with?"
Now Jacob was really getting on my nerves. This was unlike him. Just days ago we were in La Push having fun on motorcycles and jumping off cliffs, now he was beginning to play games that I don't like to play and teasing me about my weak choice of vocabulary. So what I did next surprised me.
I pulled my hand back and punched him in the chest. The pain hit me in the hand as I realized Jake didn't feel the force in the punch, I did. My left hand gripped onto my right- the one I punched him with- as I quietly yelped in pain.
"Whose fault was that?" Jake whistled in obviousness.
"Why are you so hard?!" I hissed at him looking back at my hand. I hoped it wasn't broken.
"You're just so weak Bells," he laughed. Edward was holding my hand, surprisingly not murdering Jacob right now. "Are you okay though? That was a good attempt I have to say." He snorted with amusement.
"I'd like to attempt," Edward's voice grew with venom. "Maybe I could hit harder than Bella and actually cause you some damage. Look at her hand." He lifted it halfway to reach Jake's face.
"Nah," he shrugged. "Maybe next time and her hand was not my fault."
"Jake just go away."
"If you really want me to…"
"I do. Just go. Leave!"
"Fine. Bells but really, it wasn't my fault and if you really did want to hurt me, try a crowbar next time." He turned his heel and exited the hotel. I stared back at him and watched his tall figure through the window as he made his way down the busy streets of NYC.
"Bella, does it still hurt?" By the way Edward looked at me, I had forgotten about my hand. I snapped back into reality and looked at it. A little portion of my hand was a light purple. It didn't hurt though. It was just one of those stinging moments that go away after a few minutes. Next time, I'd be sure to have a crowbar when I hit him.
"No." I sighed and leaned onto him.
"Are you positive? Do you need an ice pack? Maybe we should get you checked."
I giggled. Edward was adorable when he panicked. "I'm fine Edward, just hungry that's all."
"Well we have a good hour until we have to meet up. Would you like to grab breakfast with me?" he grinned, showing me his sparkling white teeth. I couldn't help but nod like an idiot.
"I'd love to." And with that he helped me up and placed his arm around me once again.
"What are you thinking?" Edward asked me when we walked back from the small café. Needless to say, reporters had found us and the cameras clicked like crazy. The new April Summers was already released so it was sure cameras would be following me. Edward kindly asked for some privacy and most of them went away, others pretended like they didn't hear him. Our breakfast was shorter than I wanted to be.
"Nothing." It was the truth. Of course he didn't believe me. He stopped us and leaned me against the brick wall of a shop. He captured me between his hands. I looked up at him, gulping every now and then. His crooked smile appeared.
"What are you thinking now?" he whispered into my ear. His cool breath tickled my neck.
"T-that we should b-be going n-now." I stuttered so much I had to look down at my shoes. Unfortunately for me, he placed a finger on my chin and brought my head up.
He smirked and removed his hands from the wall. We walked together side by side again to the filming area we were to be reporting to in half an hour. The whole time he walked with a smile on his face.
I couldn't help but wonder if he enjoyed leading me on. It wasn't fair. At all that he could play with my emotions when he didn't even return them back. And I was angry with myself that I fell harder for him and he wasn't there to catch me. I needed to learn how to get back at him. That's where Alice and Rose were going to come in. I'd talk to them as soon as I get back.
The second he slid his hand down my back was the moment I knew the game had begun. If that's how he wanted to play, then so be it. I couldn't help but match the grin on his face.
I couldn't help but think of the fact I know is true. Edward and I were flirting. That was a good sign, right?
We sat at a long extended table for the last half hour going over our lines and the highlight of the day. I hadn't expected this "little meeting"- as they called it- to be so lengthy. Not that I had a problem with it, it was just the minor signals Edward was doing beside me to make me go crazy. I think he caught onto my plan. I couldn't believe the things I'd do just to be fair with Edward and should I say, get him to notice me. Ugh. I felt desperate. This wasn't like me, I have to admit. Was it this lifestyle that affected my personality in some way?
Edward was playing with a piece of my hair every now and then when the director wasn't looking. So, when I had my chance, I placed my hand on his thigh and moved it up. I bit my lip to his shocked expression to keep from bursting into laughter. He grabbed my hand and placed it back onto my side. This was much too easy, I thought.
Ever since my little act, Edward hadn't touched me. When this meeting was over and we began into wardrobe and makeup, Edward didn't come close to me either. He kept distance but I could see, in the corner of my eyes, him darting his green orbs in my direction every now and then. It felt good.
I sat onto my assigned seat while the lady, Gabby was her name, began applying makeup I hadn't known the name of. I had gotten dressed earlier in just jeans and shirt. I loved that my character was plain and not girly like Renesmee's.
I read over my script while they were doing my hair and what not? The plot of the movie was so cliché but had an interesting background behind it. My character came from a rough family. Her mother was murdered by her father, who later on ended his life because he couldn't take the guilt and thought he was better off dead. So April had to move into an orphanage where she was adopted years later. The story takes place modern day. April has one sister, who is played by Jane and two best friends played by Edward and Renesmee. James Miller was his name and Renesmee's character was Elaine Jenkins. James was born blind. Even though James was good looking and all the girls wanted him, he didn't think he needed a relationship to prove he wasn't different. Together he and April were sadistic against the world. Elaine was adopted by April's neighbors so that's how they became friends. It was difficult for April to let people in but she felt as though she needed those people. Neither of them spoke to anyone besides each other. Evan Richards, played by Jacob, comes into April's life due to a bet to create her into a "prom queen". He doesn't understand her but tried to win her heart but in the end, James shows her thirteen reasons why she deserves to smile.
I thought about why Jacob told me that Edward had the better role and his was only minor. The only idea that glued to my mind was the fact that his character lost in the end. Was that the problem? I flipped through the pages of my script and looked for any scenes that involved mouth to mouth and things like that. There were two with Jacob and I and a few with Edward towards the end. Is that why they disliked each other?
"Hey Bells, you ready?" Jake's voice appeared beside me. I looked up from my fingers to the mirror.
"I'm still angry with you." I spoke the words slowly. He smiled again. Why was he always smiling? What was so funny?
He nodded. "Okay," he stretched out the word with dancing eyes. "But we're starting with scene twelve." He winked at me before leaving my dressing room. I flipped back to the page with scene twelve.
Evan and April's first kiss. It said. I felt myself groan and let my head fall to my hands. It wasn't just Evan and April's first moment. It was mine and Jacob's. And I wasn't ready for this. As far as I'm concerned, it would only cause more disagreements between the three of us.
I got up from my seat and out of the dressing room to meet everyone else on the set of the film. I took a deep breath as I approached the house. I was being touched up with more make-up before the director yelled "Action!"
For this scene, I was going over to Evan's house and that was where we were to have our first encounter. Edward was behind the camera watching me with concerned eyes. I think he caught onto my nervousness. He nodded once at me when I looked back at him.
"3," the director began counting. "2, 1, action!"
I walked towards the steps carefully, watching my feet and trying hard not to fall. This was the first scene and I didn't want them to have to yell "cut" every now and then because of me. I rang the doorbell and waited.
Jake opened it greeting me with a supposedly seductive grin. "Hey," he greeted me in his husky voice. "Come in."
"Hi," I replied back in a quiet tone. April was supposed to be uncomfortable. After all, she's kept only to herself and friends. This Evan character was the only one she'd let in who wasn't already a part of her life. I walked in and he took my coat.
"Let's skip the boring parts," Jake took my hand and led me to his bedroom. He gently pushed me to the direction of his bed where I took a seat looking up at him with saddening eyes.
I took off my bag and began taking out my binders when he looked at me. "What are you doing?" there were at least four cameras surrounding us.
"I… we're doing homework aren't we?" I asked.
He shook his head with a smile plastered on his face. "Tell me about your James." He sat down beside me. Too close beside me.
"He's my best friend." I replied back with a bored tone. I wasn't supposed to show emotion.
"For how long?"
"Since I can remember." April was seventeen and she had met James when she was four. She was young when her parents perished, two to be exact so he doesn't remember anything. She was just told by her adopted parents when they thought she was old enough.
"Seems to me like you guys are more than just friends." Jake eyed me in a way that would have frightened me but I remembered, we were just acting.
"N-no." I stuttered when he leaned in closer.
"You're right," he whispered against my ear. "Because would James ever get the guts to do this?" that's when he crashed his lips to mine. It was rough and it was urgent. Almost like the kiss Edward and I shared. His lips felt uncomfortable with mine and I wasn't so into it but I was glad because that's how they wanted the kiss to look. He didn't pull away. Was this suppose to be a long kiss? He licked the bottom of my lip for access but I didn't allow it as I remembered what I was supposed to do next. I roughly pushed him off of me; he flew back a few meters as I fell to the floor.
"What the hell was that for?" his tone became angry. I breathed heavily on the floor as I looked up at him.
"Cut!" the director yelled.
I honestly have to say, this was one of the stupidest scenes ever written and the lines Jake said were a poor excuse to get a girl. Whoever wrote this script was obviously just plain bored while scripting this.
"Good job Jacob and Bella!" everyone clapped their hands together as we exited the house.
"You did great Bella," one of the producers complimented me. "You could really feel the awkwardness of the moment. Great job!" It really was awkward, believe me.
I kept distant from Jacob and decided to go see Edward. He was in his dressing room when I found him.
"Hey."
"Bella." He nodded but didn't look at me.
"Is something wrong?" I asked. I didn't think, I put my arms around his waist.
He held onto my hands. "This," he tore my embrace a part. "This is wrong."
"What do you mean?" I was humiliated. I could feel the tears building up but I fought hard to hold them back.
He kept shaking his head. Was it disappointment? "I can't do this Bella."
"I'm sorry," I whined hopelessly. "I didn't mean to-"
"Sh," he placed a finger to my lips. "Tell me Bella, tell me if you really don't feel anything."
I didn't have time to reply because the next thing I knew, our bodies crushed together leaving no space between us; our lips had connected moving in synch, molding together perfectly. I could taste the sweetness of his breath when I opened my mouth for access. Our tongues battled for dominance and this kiss had me weak in the knees. It was everything I've ever imagined and more. It wasn't urgent and it didn't feel wrong. It felt as if we loved each other for so long and we finally found what we were looking for.
I wrapped my arms around his neck and he hitched my legs up so it wrapped around his waist. But he let me down all too soon, after the exact second he touched my legs. When he let me down, I had to sit.
"So tell me," he breathed. "Did you feel anything?"
It took me a moment to regain my thoughts and put myself together. "Edward?" I looked up at him. He stood in front of me. "I think that should have been our first kiss."
His crooked smile appeared. "Is that what you were thinking the entire time?"
I nodded. "And it did mean something to me. A lot more than our first one."
"What did you think about the first?"
It was confession time. "It meant the world to me." I whispered. That drew him nearer to me. He sat down and pulled me onto his lap. I rested my head against his chest and he entwined our fingers together.
"And what are you thinking now?" he asked. It didn't bother me that he always wanted to know what was on my mind but asking constantly every minute proved he was much too curious.
"What I'm thinking is… if you're still in love with Tanya." I forced the words out of my mouth and he only squeezed my hand for a second before letting go. I felt myself frown when he placed me back to where I was seated before.
I spoke all too soon.
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