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Kristin(jasper) Okay here's chapter 10. hope you all like it. Thanks to the girls in the thread, my twitter pals and of course to Robin and Kels… umm yea so enjoy!
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Chapter 10: The Green Eyed Monster
I looked at my clock again. The red squared numbers told me that only ten minutes had past since I last looked at it. That was two hours after I went against everything I knew. I didn't play my guitar. I sang, but not just any song, a mother fucking country song. But that's not all. No the piece de la résistance was the kiss.
Even now when I close my eyes, I can still feel her lips on mine. The warmth of them, the way her fucking perfect pouty, silky smooth lips had faintly tasted like apple from her damned martini.
"Fuck!" I growled throwing the covers off of me, to sit on the edge of the bed. Even now two hours and twelve minutes later, I had no reason that I knew of to do such a stupid thing.
You would have thought I learned my lesson last time I tried to kiss her in public. She hit me and that kind of shit is a clear indicator that, that behavior is not welcomed nor wanted.
But she kissed you back.
Yeah, she did kiss me back.
But why did she do it?
I groaned, standing up and stretching. This shit was not cool. I don't know what came over me at Sue's, but after that song, I had this pull to kiss her one last time. I had to say goodbye.
What the hell was my problem? I felt like, with saying goodbye to her, was the wrong thing to do. But why? I hardly knew the girl. Sure, we've had amazing sex, and this past weekend was… well… perfect.
Yeah, as odd as it sounded it was perfect.
"What are you smiling at over there?" I asked her. She just shook her head at me.
"Wanna watch a movie?" She asked, going to were my DVDs were hidden.
"Sure, pick out what you want." I watched her bend down, resting her hands on her knees. I bit my lip as my shirt pulled up on her some, exposing more of her thighs. She started giggling as she pulled out a movie.
"You, have 'Buffy the Vampire Slayer'?" She asked, one hand on her hip, as her eyebrow raised.
"What, Kristy Swanson is hot! And Paul Rubens, come on! You can't tell me he wasn't funny taking forever to die?" I explained walking over to her. She dropped the movie clutching her chest as she started to die like Paul.
She stopped chuckling, "Yeah…" Then she looked at me. "I thought you don't like blondes"
"I don't, I liked Kristy back in the 90's. Then Rose gave me shit for it." I informed her, as I picked up the DVD. "Besides, any woman willing to kick the un-dead's ass is hot to me."
She smirked at me. "I could be Buffy" She added, flexing her arm muscles. I chuckled at her as I put the movie in. "Okay, yeah maybe not" She laughed, putting her arms down.
"You're right, you couldn't be Buffy. That would require you to be at least five foot six" I teased going back towards her. She tried to scowl at me, but her face contorted into a pout.
"It's not my fault I'm vertically challenged." She surprised me when she grabbed my jeans by the belt loops, forcing me over to the bed. She shoved me in my chest, making me fall onto the bed when my knees hit the edge. She straddled my lap, a triumphant grin across her face as she leaned close.
"But I could still kick your ass." I smirked up at her.
"Is that a challenge?" I asked, not giving her time to answer as I started tickling her sides, forcing her to fall over next to me. I leaned over her laughing as she squealed and squirmed, desperate to get away from me. We both looked at each other, her green eyes boring into mine as I leaned down to kiss her.
"Damn it" I growl to myself. I was so caught up in my memories I hadn't even noticed that I was staring at the DVD. I sighed, placing it back where it was in the rack.
"Goodbye was for the best." I reminded myself as I got back into bed, praying to at least sleep one night with out her haunting me.
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I was standing outside of the little Italian bistro, waiting for my cousin. She had called me at work saying it was important that I met her lunch. Why, I had no idea. It's not like I've seen much of her since Alice and I…. split?
I could see her walking around the corner, coming closer to me. I know she picked this spot because it was walking distance from her office at Wolf Records. Odds are she was on the phone with a client or something. She looked up to see me, and waved.
I watched as she talked on her phone, amazed that yet again, she hadn't fallen over. Seriously, Bella isn't the kind of person to talk and walk, yet alone to do that in heels.
Once she reached me she hugged me around the middle, her phone still attached to her ear. She smiled wider.
"Aww, I miss you too. But look at it this way, you get to enjoy authentic Chicago style pizza, while I get the imitation stuff." She teased to the person on the phone. "Edward, babe I have to go, I'm at the restaurant. Yes, he's here. I won't forget" she gave me an apologetic smile.
So he's my cousin's warden now, too?
"Bye Edward" she said sadly, closing the phone shut as I held the door to the restaurant for her.
We were seated almost immediately and Bella laughed as I held out her chair for her.
"What? My momma taught me manners." I rolled my eyes as she laughed harder.
"Well it's good to see a grown man who's still afraid of his mommy." She teased as she glanced over her menu. I rolled my eyes again, you would think she could do better then quote Ricki Lake.
Once our server came over to give us our drink, bread basket, and took our orders, my curiosity got the best of me.
"What was so important that we needed to 'do lunch?'" I asked complete with air quotes. She sighed as she picked at her bread stick.
"Can't I have lunch with my favorite cousin?" She tried to give me sad puppy face. I laughed at her.
"I'm your only cousin." I remarked after taking a sip of my tea.
"That's not true. Rose is my cousin too!" She retorted.
"Yeah, but if you sudden ditch your boy toy, and got with Rose, it wouldn't be as frowned upon cause you're not blood related." Her jaw fell open slightly as she cocked an eyebrow in a questioning matter. "Besides, you know I love ya Bells, but you're like my little sister, and I just can't." I joked.
Her face turned red as she digested my joke, throwing a piece of bread at me.
"Ass," she hissed, trying not to laugh.
"Just thought I would be honest with you now, spare you from the tears." As soon as the words left my mouth I regretted it. Her smile dropped as she started to pick her bread apart again.
"Oh, so Alice doesn't get a warning?" she asked quietly. I slouched in the chair, folding my arms across my chest.
"Jesus Christ Bella, are we really going to do this here and now? I haven't seen you in over a week, and you want to start this?" I asked her. "Honestly Bells, I warned her, and she didn't care. I haven't thought about her since I said goodbye to what ever it was we had."
Liar! My mind snarled at me.
"I'm sorry Jazz. I'm just trying to figure this all out. This," she made a sweeping motion with her hand towards me, "you and Alice, it doesn't make sense."
"What is there to make sense of Bells? We were both in over our heads. She got wise to it first and ended what ever it was. End of story. Sorry it didn't wind up like one of your Austen novels."
"No, not end of story Jasper. I was there Friday, I saw that kiss. I saw the tears in your eyes. There's more to the story then you're telling anyone." She looked at me, no doubt trying to read my face. Damn girl was better at reading people then the damn books she loved.
"Seriously Bella, I was sad, I bet she'd be a kick ass friend. But I got to much shit on my plate to drag her into that mess."
"I still don't understand Jazz. I've only ever seen you cry twice, once with…" She looked down at her right hand, where her father's police academy ring was resized to fit her before continuing. "Charlie's funeral, and when Maria left with Jordy. And Alice is been in your life less then a month and you've had tears in your eyes." She shook her head. "I just don't see how a person that you don't care for deeply would have that reaction for you. I also don't understand why you haven't attempted to call her."
I sighed, not wanting to answer her. I wasn't that I hadn't tried. Jesus, I can't even tell you how many times I found myself scrolling to her number in my phone wanting to just her hear laugh, or how many times I've looked at that damned picture of her smile, just to get me through the fucking day.
"I'm sorry," was all I could manage in response, as the waiter brought us our food. Bella let out a heavy sigh, as she stabbed her ravioli.
"Frustrated that the boy toy is M.I.A?" I teased.
"No," she glared. "I'm frustrated because I need you to do something for me, but I know how much of a prick you are, making it damn near impossible to even think of asking it."
"Bells, don't be ridiculous, you know I'd do anything for you and Rose." I said honestly.
"Well, Edward comes back this weekend." She looked up at me; I just nodded to get her to continue. "Well, he thought, and I agree, that it would be nice if our families met formally."
I snorted. "Yeah, you two do realize that I know his sister rather well?" I watched as she balled her fist over her napkin. "Okay, bad choice of words." I said putting my hands up in a surrender motion. "I only meant that I don't imagine your boy toy would be happy to formally meet me."
"Stop calling Edward that! He means a lot to me J.T. I really care for him and Alice. Just like I care about you and Rose. He and I, we both think family is important. I want you there, and I want you to play nice." She warned pointing her knife in my direction.
Yea, play nice with the warden, I scoffed internally.
On the way home from work that night, I decided to stop at the florists. It was another one of those, 'what the fuck are you doing here Jazz', moments. Once I was in there, I started looking around. These were not your typical flowers. Sure I was dude, but even I knew roses were not black by nature.
I hung around the roses, trying to figure out what the hell I was doing here, when I found the ones I wanted. At least I think I did.
They were a beautiful blue and white rose. The blue was darkest at the tips, and gave the rose an effect of having veins, through out the petals. I picked one up to take a closer look at it.
"The blue rose represents 'mystery'." The store clerk informed as she walked over to me. "Most get it in meaning of someone with a complex nature or way of thinking." She looked me over slightly, and smiled. "But in your case, the other meaning is for the one you wish to obtain but can never have." She walked back to the counter to help a customer that came in.
I stood there dumbfounded. What the fuck was she talking about? The one I want but can't have.
"You know it's funny…" I stated looking in her eyes as she fought sleep.
"What is?" She shifted her body so she could see me better.
"Green's my favorite color." She blushed a little catching my meaning. She put her head back on my chest. A few minutes later I was certain she was asleep.
"I like you're eyes too, their like starbursts" she mumbled in her sleep.
"So son, have you decided?" The clerk asked shaking me out of my memory. I smiled at her, and nodded.
I don't know if I would say that I wanted Alice in the way that the clerk said the flowers represented, but I did know that they were uniquely beautiful; reminding me of her.
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I stood at the counter with the new kid, Seth. He wasn't a bad kid. I knew him outside of work thanks to Leah. So naturally when she said her little brother needed a job, I snatched him up. He was interesting to say the least. He was eighteen and at times reminded me of a younger kid, but damn smart.
I found out that he had played percussion since he was about four. Just standing here with him, while he finished up his shift count, was proof in the fact that the kid had talent. Most people would be annoyed by the endless tapping of a pencil, but with this kid, he actually taped out shit that was recognizable.
"So is music like a passion?" I asked him. His pencil stopped and he looked up at me, his eyes wide.
"Sorry, it's a habit," he shrugged. "Being a drummer for so long can do that to ya." He gave a small smile. I shook my head.
"No man it's cool. I was just asking cause it wasn't a 'nervous' tap. You were actually doing, what sounded like the beat to The Who's 'Tommy.'" A grin stretched across his face.
"Yeah man, that awesome that you knew that!" I laughed at his enthusiasm. "I actually have some beats that I did myself, but its sucks when you don't know anyone that is willing to listen to it and maybe write something to go with it." His shoulders slumped slightly as he continued to put his till count away.
"Don't worry about man," I said clapping him on the back. "Your day will come. I know it"
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"Ugh, I don't want to go do jury duty!" I whined flopping on my sister's bed. She laughed at me.
"Welcome to being a registered voter in this great country of ours." She teased. "Hey don't forget we have dinner at The Cullen's tomorrow." I sat up on my elbows, watching her brush her hair.
"Don't you mean dick head's?" Last I heard Alice wasn't going to be there.
She laughed, "I am so telling Bella you called him that!"
"What?! He is Rose, seriously, you didn't see how he makes Alice dress and shit." I shook my head.
"Why do you care?" She asked a little bitterly.
"Because, I was raised by a woman that taught me to let a woman have a mind of her own. I swear the way she talks… I mean the way she talked about him you would think she can't even piss with out his consent to do so."
Rose turned to look at me. "Listen to me Jasper Thomas. She is all he has. Their parents aren't around as much as they used to be now that the kids are grown. He just wants to protect her fr-" I cut her off.
"Don't say me. I'm not in the picture any more. And how is making your sister dress in a way that is just a few steps above too revealing, and market her 'sex appeal' being protective? I wouldn't do that shit to you!"
She rolled her eyes. "You're right, you wouldn't do that to me, because I already do it." She smirked causing a growl to form in my chest. "Jasper, just drop it. No matter what Bella and I say you're going to have this God awful opinion about him. Just suck it up and be supportive for you cousin. Can you not make things about you for once?"
"Fuck you Rosalie Lillian Hale." I growled out through clenched teeth, as I left her room to go to mine.
I wasn't making this about me. I was merely stating that I don't trust the prick with Bella.
Or Alice, if you're honest with yourself, a voice said from inside me.
Yeah, well I'm not honest with myself so fuck off.
Great now I'm fighting with myself.
After taking a very hot and long shower, I decide to lie down and watch some shows. I'm a big fan of cop dramas and being that it was Thursday, there was sure to be one on.
I was absent mindedly paying attention. If anything the current show was a distraction for my thoughts, well until the Axe commercial came on.
"There might be a day
Everything it goes my way
Can't you think I know I'm superfly
I might see a world
In a world inside of you
Then I might just say goodbye"
I smiled, hearing Alice's voice carry out from the bathroom. I shook my head, she found my Pink CD.
I followed the sounds to the bathroom, kicking my shoes and socks off on the way.
When I entered my bathroom, I was instantly turned on by the sight in front of me. Little Alice was holding the shampoo bottle singing along to the song as she shimmed her hips back and forth to the beat. Her hair, shinning from the water, whipping around her.
I pulled my shirt off, and started to take off my jeans, but stopped. What if she didn't want me to join her? She turned and smiled.
"Care to save water?" I teased. She nodded her head, curling her finger at me, signaling me to join her.
I quickly removed my jeans and boxers, joining her in the shower. She took my hands, moving me so that I was the one standing under the water.
"You stayed." I said in awe. It was Sunday, I had to work and offered her to stay, but didn't think she would take the invitation.
"Well, you asked. I didn't really have a good reason not to." She shrugged, while she smiled and poured some soap into her hand. "So… I stayed."
I smiled at her. Not really sure what to say as, she began rubbing her soapy hands along my body. She giggled some as her hands moved lower on my chest.
"What's so funny beautiful?"
"Well…" she started as her hands moved lower. "I know how you like the Axe body stuff, and I was just thinking of a new tag line for it."
I bit my lip as she wrapped her hand around my dick. "And what's that" I managed to get out.
"Alice Cullen… How dirty boys get clean" She smirked at me.
In what seemed like a blink of an eye, I was completely rinsed free of the soap, with her pinned between myself and the wall, and I licked the water droplets from her shoulder, up her neck and stopping at the soft flesh behind her ear.
"You think I'm dirty?" I asked her, my voice thick with lust. She turned her head to face me. Her eyes showing me that she desired me as well.
"I know you are," she replied before claiming my lips as her own. My hands ghosted down her body as I reached her ass, cupping and squeezing her cheeks before lifting her up.
"I want you." I panted to her between kisses, as I broke from her mouth to kiss the flesh about her perky tits.
"I'm yours…" she moaned out as I nipped at her flesh.
"JASPER! GET DOWN HERE!" I heard my sister yell up the stairs snapping me out of my memory. I groaned as I sat up, my memory obviously turning me on as much as it had when it originally happened.
Looks like I'm doing the five knuckle shuffle again tonight, I thought bitterly to myself as went to see what my cock blocking sister wanted.
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I was sitting in the back seat of Emmett's Jeep with Bella, as she was straightening my tie. I think she was just trying to find a way to choke me and make it look like an accident.
"Now I mean it, both the Hale children better behave." She warned as Emmett parked. "Edward means a lot to me, and I don't need prissy princess and dicksper coming out to play. Do you hear me?"
Rose merely flipped her hair over her shoulder and nodded, but Bella's glare was set on me.
"Dicksper, wow that original Bitchella." I teased, causing her to tighten the tie more. I grabbed her wrists, pulling her hands off my tie. "I swear I will be on my best behavior. I think I'm more nervous about this then you are."
We took the familiar path up to the pent house. Being that we were with Bella, we didn't need to be buzzed in because she had an entry card – a fact that didn't go unnoticed by me.
As we stood in the elevator, I felt like I was choking. Almost three weeks ago I stood in the very elevator, contemplating what I was going to do with Alice. Three weeks ago I was happy, now… I merely existed, which is a strange thought.
Bella had told me that she wasn't sure if Alice was going to be here. Just as well, that would be awkward. Sure I bought her those flowers, but would she know they were from me? Would she even care?
No, I shook my head, probably not. Bella turned to me, getting ready to straighten my tie, but one look from me made her stop.
She took a deep breath before knocking on the door. I wanted to laugh at how nervous she was. You would think she was about to give a speech at the UN or something. But I couldn't laugh, something inside of me told me that I was going in for my own execution.
I felt like a complete douche bag once we sat down at the table. Not only did I make a lame as joke when I saw Alice, I couldn't stop staring at her. Of course her behavior hadn't helped any.
It was refreshing to see that Eddie must have broken from their usual routine, because the way her face blanched when he told her to sit while he got the rest of the food. I have to give her credit, she tried to recover quickly from it, but I knew better. I had spent a good portion of our weekend together memorizing her body language.
Then dear Eddie had asked her to do the prayer. I wanted to laugh when she asked, "What did you say?" like he had just asked her to eat someone's uterus. I saw Bella tense, which gave me the suspicion she told him back home we did the prayer. I briefly wondered if she failed to tell him we only did that with momma.
Dinner itself, was well, great. Steak, potatoes, and veggies, my favorite. Everyone tried to make small talk with each other, but I could feel the tension, and the glares I was receiving. I chose to ignore the warden and focus on Alice. I hadn't mean to stare at her while she ate, I just felt like if this was the last time I would see her, I would remember this.
She was absolutely fucking sexy, wearing an outfit that was very similar to that night at Sue's. I was fucking distracted every time she would dab her mouth with her napkin, finding myself insanely jealous of the fucking fabric. She wasn't helping the situation either, with every little shy smile she would send my way. What the fuck? Were we in study hall at high school or some shit?
I didn't know, but I fucking smiled back, only because, for the first time since all this shit went down, I felt like I had a reason. That reason was to see her smile back in return and blush. I loved every fucking tortuous minute of it
Then after dinner, Eddie told Alice to clean up while he got the wine. What the hell was that all about? I sat there and watched the typically spunky woman that I knew, turn into a scared little thing. I seriously didn't like that shit.
"Why don't you just say, 'yes master'?" I hissed at her as I started to help her. Her eyes went wide as she realized that Bella and Rose had started as well. She looked in the direction of the pantry and back at us. Pleading with the girls to stop and enjoy being guests. When her eyes locked onto mine, I could see the fire in them. She was pissed that I was helping, but damn it, that's a lot of shit for her to do on her own. My momma raised me better then that.
I was quiet surprised that we were getting through the night with out much of an incident. As much as I kept my eye on Alice, I also watched her dick head brother when he was around Bella. There was a moment where the two of them were just looking at each other, one arm around the other person, and occasionally whispering to each other. While I was happy that Bella seemed to have her feeling reciprocated, I was pissed at the same time.
Why was it that things were easy for her?
When I would focus my attention on Rose and Emmett, I would just smirk. She had her hands full with the goof, but they balanced each other. So again I was happy and angry.
I also wanted to pound Eddie's pretty boy face in. I couldn't believe the way he was acting towards Alice. She's his fucking sister, not some goddamned servant. He even thanked me for helping his sister, when he should have fucking did it if you ask me.
I knew I was going to get an earful when we got home from Bella, which was obvious when she gave me pointed glare as she asked me about the drink I ordered for Alice. I honestly didn't care for vodka drinks. I thought they were a waste, but I was acting conversational.
I don't know what possessed me to say the comment about sex on the beach. I guess in a way I wanted to flirt a bit. Being Emmett's friend, I should have known he was going to one up me.
And sure as shit he did, bringing up a drink I had never heard of. Then I went and made an asinine comment about a drink called "one night stand", and directly to Alice. I saw several emotions pass through her face before she even realized she had done anything.
Then I yelled at her, like it was her fault that I was now wearing her red wine. I guess it was in a way; after all she is the one that threw at me. She was pissed, that was obvious, but fucking hell, I had red wine on my only white dress shirt.
Of course everyone but Eddie were shocked at the exchange, he just fucking laughed like he was watching some sort of comedy act.
Ha, ha mother fucker.
When he chided her to make sure the stains didn't set, I didn't know whether to hug him for thinking rationally, or choke him with my own bare hands.
I'm sure Alice would have loved the latter at this point. She turned in a huff, storming off. May God strike me dead, if I said her walk didn't turn me on! Following her, watching her perfect round ass, as her hips swayed was not conducive to my sanity.
Once she and I were in that laundry room, the atmosphere changed. I wasn't angry at her any more. My body hummed in anticipation of touching her, kissing her, just fucking holding her.
The next then I knew I had my fucking wish, we were fucking like it was there was never anything wrong with us. It felt like it had that last time, like it was meant to be or some shit. But at the same time it wasn't, this is not good for either of us. She left me – not like there was an 'us' for her to leave – I said my goodbye. We shouldn't have been doing this.
I just couldn't find it in myself to stop. I started to feel all of the emotion that hit me after I left Sue's that night. I prayed that it wouldn't be evident in my voice. But as soon as I uttered words to her, she tensed up, and not in a good way, either. She said she couldn't do this as she pulled herself away from me. I backed away, pulling my pants up as I watched her redress herself. She felt it too, whatever it was. She knew this was a fucked up situation.
I found myself reaching out for her as she opened the door, I wanted to stop her and say something, anything, but I choked on the words.
What do you say in this situation?
"Oh I'm sorry I took advantage of you again, but I masturbate to you constantly because I can't get you out of my damn head."
Yeah, sure, forget Shakespeare and sonnets. Every girl wants to hear how you jack off to the thought of them, 'cause nothing makes them drop their panties faster.
God I'm a jackass.
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I laughed at the kid next to me as he bounced in the passenger seat. Seth's excitement was rolling off of him in waves, causing me to be pretty stoked about where we were headed.
"Seriously, J, man, you have no idea how much this means to me!" He said for the hundredth time.
"No worries, man."
"How did you get the tickets again? I thought this was invite only. Like you could only get them from the radio or some shit"
I explained to him that Bella's company was sponsoring the event. She gave me her two tickets knowing that I liked Seether. She figured that I would put them to good use since she already had plans. At first I wasn't going to go. I didn't know who to take with me. Rose didn't like them, and I knew there was no way of getting Emmett to come along if Rose was free.
I got lucky when Seth and I had a conversation about bands. Turns out, he and some of the guys back in the day would play Seether cover songs at various school functions. Thus, giving me the perfect person to take with me.
The venue was huge, but for this event it wasn't crowded. This was an 'intimate' concert, meaning only two hundred tickets were to be given out. And you had to be eighteen or older to get in. Seth wasn't pleased when they gave him a florescent pink wrist band to let vendors know he couldn't have alcohol.
"Why do they have to give the underage pussy colors?" he whined as we stood in line to get some soda.
"Do you want some cheese with that whine little boy?" I teased. He smirked and punched me in the arm.
Seth and I decided to find a spot in a grassy area, no point in trying to be near that damn crowd that was for sure. The band came out and did their usual "hey thanks for coming" bullshit. I swear if I ever have my own band I'm going to refuse to say that shit. I would come up with something cleverer.
Of course the key word was if.
I had lost time as I sat there, just rocking out to the awesomeness that was Seether. I wasn't really paying attention to anything but the music, or occasionally Seth, whom seemed to have the same idea as me.
That was until the band started playing Fake It
When the last line of the chorus came bleeding through the air, I felt like the wind was knocked out of me. I had managed to not think about her for a fucking week, and yet here I am at a rock concert thinking of her because Shuan Morgan sang "Whoa you're such a fucking hypocrite".
Fucking hypocrite…. Goddamn it all
Just stop thinking Jazz, listen to the music, I thought to myself as the continued on to a new song.
Breakdown.
Shit! My mind screamed. What the fuck, why did I have to start this shit now? I shook my head.
"I'm gonna go have a smoke." I yelled at Seth, who looked over and me and nodded to let me know he heard me.
I walked to a spot that had some kids in WU sweatshirts.
Figures, I thought bitterly.
I watched them all crowd around, but one caught my attention as she moved along to the song. All I could really see of her was the cute little fedora on her head, but the way her hips swayed was familiar.
The guy that was with her was trying to place his hands on her hips, she seemed like she didn't want to have them on her. I chuckled slightly. Poor bastard.
They started playing Gasoline and I watched as she walked over to another girl. Wait a minute… Bella?
I got a little closer and watched the two girls talk, well more like gesture to each other about something. The girl in the fedora turned in my direction and that's when I saw the smile. My smile… fucking Alice.
I was trying to rationalize why she would be here.
A figment of my imagination, perhaps…
Has to be a hallucination from the pot heads, possibly….
Then Bella and Alice hugged. Nope it was my Alice. What the fuck! Why am I claiming her as mine?
I raked a hand through my hair, tugging on it slightly. What the hell was I going to do?
Ignore her.
Go to her.
She doesn't want you.
You want her.
I did.
You don't.
I do.
The band started to play their version of Careless Whisper, and I watched in horror as that bastard that was with her took her hand and started dancing with her.
Get your fucking hands of her! My mind growled at him.
Thousands of scenes played in my head, many ending with both the fucker's head bloody and her being really fucking pissed at me.
My eyes narrowed when I saw him lean in to her, doing only God knows what.
She's mine you fucking little prick.
I know I made a growling noise based on the way the girls walking past looked at me. I couldn't care less what they thought, they weren't watching as the one they…. Well fuck I don't know but I should be the one dancing with her, not him.
I couldn't take it any more. I couldn't stand here and watch as some dick less shit put the moves on my Alice. I stormed up to them grabbing her arm as the band started FMLYHM. She looked at me, shock crossing her face before anger set in.
"We need to talk." I snarled at her.