Disclaimer: Funnily enough, it's not mine. Hence why this is fanfiction. :P
Updated quickly again! Woo! THANK YOU to those who are reading this story. I'm forever in your debt, m'lovlies.
Oh, and by the way - in my mind, Tanya looks like Ashely Tisdale.
Hope you enjoy this! (And also, Bella is meant to be dramatic in this chapter. She feels awful.) ... :)
BPOV
The next morning, I woke up knowing something big had happened yesterday. I struggled to remember what in my sleepy state, but when it hit me, it hit like a ton of bricks: Jacob. What a fucking ass. Quite honestly, I couldn't give a shit about him anymore. Tanya, however…If she thought she was getting off this lightly then she could think again. Jacob had lost me and his punishment was that knowledge, plus Emmett's wrath. I knew Em and Jacob were friends, but I think Emmett favoured me about him…I hoped so, anyway.
Oh god, and I'd yelled at Jasper. He probably hated me right now. I said some fucked up things - I told him he shouldn't be jealous of mine and Jacob's relationship, and our relationship was crumbling slowly. To be fair, it was. He didn't come to my house after school like he used to, he glared at me and Jacob when we were together, he shot daggers at me whenever I texted Jacob, he didn't hug me whenever I leant on him…it really fucking upset me. He was probably one of the only people who could hurt me, and he could hurt me just by not smiling at me in the morning. I was loosing my best friend, and I'd made it worse by saying all those things…I accused him of lying, and he wasn't. What the fuck was I going to do?
The morning was bright and sunny, which was a rarity it Forks. I shoved some denim shorts on with a blue tank top along with my Wayfarers. I considered taking a jacket with me incase it did start raining, but I thought that might jinx it, so I braved it without one. I heard Alice honk melodiously, and I grabbed the toast straight from the toaster, flipping it from my left to right hand due to the heat and ran out the door, my bag and my toast all in my hands - I must've looked terribly flustered, since Alice started laughing.
"Shut up, I'm running a bit late," I muttered.
"That's fine. How are you, Bells?" she asked carefully and sincerely.
I sighed. "Not 100% fantastic, but…I'm okay."
She smiled kindly at me, hopefully not pitying me, though. I decided we needed a change in direction.
"How was last night? With Emmett?"
To my surprise, she flushed a little upon his name. Fuck, what'd they done?
"Alice…What happened?" I asked cautiously. She flushed a deeper shade of red, worthy of me.
"Well," she said slowly, dragging it out to postpone her answer. She sighed and rolled her eyes, clearly giving up. "We fucked for the first time, okay? Only it really wasn't just fucking…It was just…more."
I tried to hold back a smile at little Alice, all flustered over her first love. She was just too freaking adorable.
"Awwww," I cooed, to which she shot me a look that said 'shut up now, or else'. It hurt me just a little that Jacob and I had never reached that stage - we just fucked, not made love. But then again, I didn't believe in love, so how could I make love if it was all a load of shit to me? But I did believe in love when in literature. Hell, how could anyone doubt Romeo and Juliet?
Alice sighed impatiently at me. "Look, I don't really want to talk about it. It's something I'd rather keep between me and Emmett, if that's okay?"
I smiled reassuringly at her. "No worries, Al. I'm just happy for you. And Emmett. You're so cute together."
She smiled properly at me, teeth and all, her eyes glittering with happiness. She just radiated it from her, like the sun radiated heat.
We arrived at school in no time, and we saw Emmett waiting for Alice, and he was with Jasper. It was sink or swim time.
We approached them, Alice running up to Emmett and hugging him tightly, leaving Jasper alone with me. I figured he wasn't going to talk first, and the best thing I should say is:
"I'm sorry."
He turned to look at me, eyes wide. He opened his mouth to say something, but I'd not done yet. I needed him to understand.
"I'm sorry, Jazz. Really, I am. I didn't mean to shout at you yesterday. I mean, you were just trying to help and all I did was turn into Bella the Bitch. You we're so right about Jacob - we're really over for good. I saw him kissing Tanya last night. Look, Jazz, you're my best friend and I should've known you wouldn't have lied to me, and I should always believe you. I didn't and I'm so sorry. And I'm sorry for just ditching you to be with Jacob, and I really missed you. We seem to have…drifted apart a bit, and I really don't want that to be because of me, because you're my best friend, Jasper. I just…I love you, and I shouldn't have said what I said. And if our relationship is struggling, it's completely my fault." I sighed and placed a hand on my forehead in anger directed to myself. "I really shouldn't have doubted you. I'm such a fuck up…"
I was rambling a little now, more like thinking aloud than apologising to Jasper. I hoped he would forgive me in time, because I know he thought I didn't trust him. Hell, I hadn't. I'd trusted Jacob over him, and that was pretty inexcusable.
I chanced to look at Jasper and, thankfully, he didn't look mad at me. He looked…upset. And kind of guilty. Pah, trust Jasper to turn it around so it felt like his fault.
"Jasper, don't try and take any blame for this, whatsoever. It was all me, kay?"
His mouth opened like he wanted to say something, something important, but he just snapped it shut and nodded mutely. I frowned slightly, and smiled without really meaning it, since I felt like I'd lost him as my best friend. My shoulders slumped and I started to walk off to my first lesson past Jasper, feeling deflated. As I passed him, I felt something grab my hand and twist me around. Jasper stood there, looking anywhere but my eyes.
"It's fine, Bella. Just…don't not trust me again, okay? I always trust you, and you should trust me. Yeah?" His voice sounded strained…like he was lying. Fuck, Bella - how could you even think that?
I nodded at his words, promising myself that I would always trust Jasper from now on, no matter what he said. He opened his arms for a hug and I gladly ran into them, blissful that he'd forgiven me.
"So you broke up?" he asked. I nodded into his chest, feeling the anger for both Jacob and Tanya flare through me. Jasper didn't say anything, just squeezed me a little before letting me go. I waved goodbye to him, noticing that Emmett and Alice had fucked off somewhere, and trudged off to my next lesson.
As I passed a set of lockers, I saw Edward being cornered by none other than Miss Home Wrecker herself. I was quite amazed at Edward last night - he was so nice, so understanding. He made me feel…wanted. So to see him utterly helpless at the hands of Tanya was pretty bad karma. I saw her trail her home-wrecking fingers up his abs and wrap around his waist tightly - she looked like she'd caught her prey. I felt a surge of something really fucking weird flow through my body which I then identified to be…jealousy. Why the fuck was I jealous? Edward and I were just friends - literally. We'd just decided to be friends last night instead of anything more or anything less, so why in God's name did I feel jealous that Tanya was feeling Edward up? I was fucked if I knew.
So instead of dwelling upon it, I decided I'd save Edward from the skank's clutches. I approached them, grabbed her bleached hair and yanked on it hard. She screeched a little, bringing her hands up to try and disentangle my fingers, but I just held on tighter.
"Bella?! What the hell are you doing?" she shouted at me.
"Fuck all compared to what you did to me," I told her, roughly letting go of her hair. She gingerly brought her hands to massage her scalp, like I'd ripped out all her hair. I rolled my eyes at her melodramatic nature.
"It wasn't just me. It was Jacob too! Why aren't you more pissed at him?"
"Oh, trust me, I am. But I'm going to let Emmett deal with him. Now, I am the female equivalent to Emmett for you. You piss me off in any way, shape, or form, I will personally make your life a living hell. That's a promise. Now, just…shoo. Nobody wants you here right now. Right, Edward?" I turned to look at his shocked face as he nodded fervently. I looked back at Tanya, grinning at her, feeling smug as she glared at me and walked off, still rubbing her head.
"Jesus, Bella," Edward said, smirking. "I didn't really expect that."
"That's me: full of surprises," I said weakly, leaning against the lockers with him.
"That's what's intriguing about you," he muttered, smiling at me. I smiled back at him because, fuck, his smile was contagious. I'd not noticed before since I had been too busy hating his guts.
"Shut up," I said, still smiling so it came out completely harmless, without any venom in my voice at all. I started walking off to my next lesson when I heard Edward call my name.
"Bella! When's that Biology paper due?"
"Tomorrow," I shouted back, stopping to turn around to face him. He jogged over to me so he didn't have to shout across the hall anymore.
"Shit. Have you done yours?" I nodded in response.
"Ahh, fuck. Guess I'm not going to see Emmett and Jasper play tonight."
Ah yes, another soccer game was on tonight. They'd both remembered this time, and, naturally, we were all invited. I sighed as I remembered Edward and Emmett were good friends these days and he probably really wanted to support Em.
"Come over to my house later. I'll help you, then we can go to the soccer match together. Sound okay?"
He beamed at me.
"Isabella Marie Swan, you are a lifesaver."
"Don't call me Isabella again, or I'll never help you with Biology homework. Now, I'm going to carry on with my education, if you don't mind…"
And with that I turned on my heel and walked off to my favourite lesson Psychology.
JPOV
I was such a bastard, to be honest. A guilt-ridden bastard who's also the biggest fuck-faced moron in the history of fuck-faced morons. I cannot believe I lied to Bella the first time, not to mention the second time. After she'd apologised to me and drove the guilt-knife deeper into my stomach, I said the worst thing I could have said at that moment: I made her feel worse. I have no idea what came over me, but she was just so…calm, considerate and flustered when she felt guilty and…well, I just wanted to keep onto that for as long as possible. With hindsight, I was a dick. I am a dick.
I watched Bella walked off to her lesson as I frantically searched for a way to get out of this guilt pit and web of lies I'd made.
But overruling all my guilt and my conscience was a little voice that was screaming in my head, 'Jasper, she's not tied down. You can tell her!'
The little voice made me smile as I walked to my lesson. I turned the corner, narrowly avoiding the string of lockers in my way, when I saw Edward and Bella talking to each other, leaning against the lockers, looking incredibly chummy. He said something to her and she smiled a blinding smile, a proper one, like she was happy. When the fuck did those two become best buds? At that moment, I decided that I despised Edward fucking Cullen.
Bella walked off but Edward shouted after her about homework of some kind. Bella had probably already done it cause she was so clever…too fucking clever to be with the likes of someone like him who only wanted her for one thing. Edward jogged cockily over to her and she must've said something he liked cause when she walked off and he turned around to walk into the classroom just down the hall, he had a fucking huge grin on his face.
The minute he walked into the classroom I sprang to life. I frantically searched the corridors to find the one person I could talk to about all this. I found her attached to Mike in the middle of the hallway. I cleared my throat as I approached and they separated.
"Rosalie," I said through gritted teeth, "we need to talk."
She rolled her eye at me before winking her goodbyes at Mike and following me.
"What?" she asked, surprisingly happy. It seemed everyone was fucking happy these days.
"You said I would have no fucking competition from Edward."
"You won't."
"No, I do. They're freaking best friends now. He's walking away from her grinning like mad, and she's smiling in fucking ecstasy in his presence. Trust me, I have competition. She's broke up with Jacob, but now…I'm just…so unbelievably fucked, Rosalie."
Her face looked pissed.
"They're friends?" she asked. I nodded my head. Her eyes betrayed her calm exterior as they flashed with anger and annoyance.
"That complicates stuff. No worries, though - Bella won't do anything with him. She knows he's only after sex, and she's not easy, or stupid. You fucking love her, Jasper. Edward can't compete with that. Don't worry about it. I'm working on Eddie, he'll go off Bella. I promise."
And before I could say anything in protest, she walked of, a natural sway in her hips as she walked. I groaned at the whole situation with Bella and walked off to English.
BPOV
The ret of the day passed without significance, except for numerous text messages from Jacob apologising and asking to see me and call me and whatever the fuck else. I just deleted all the texts from him without replying but once I told Alice about him contacting me, I guessed she called him or something because he stopped texting after Lunch. I owed Alice big time.
When I walked out I found Edward waiting for me, leaning against his car. He gestured for me to grab a ride with him, so I shouted Alice over and told her I'd see her that night at the soccer game. She gladly agreed, telling me she was going to Emmett's anyway. She eyed me curiously before departing. I wandered back over to Edward and climbed into his already started car.
"Where do you live again?" he asked, smirking a little. I think his smirk just came naturally to him…
I gave him instructions all the way to my house, and we argued a little over my poor navigating skills. After I'd shouted 'no, you're other left' at least three times, he'd become a little exasperated with me. We finally made it to my house, though, and we found it surprisingly occupied, since Rosalie's car was in the driveway.
"What the fuck is she doing here?" I muttered to no one in particular.
"She does live here, y'know."
"Yes, but she's usually at Mike's," I informed him, climbing out the car and walking towards my door. I opened it and rolled my eyes at the dramatic sight before me: Rosalie and Mike sucking face on the sofa - nice. I shook my had and walked upstairs to my room, dragging Edward along with me. We entered my bedroom and, oddly, he walked straight over to my music collection.
"Wow, this is just the same as last time I was in here. But you have some new albums now…For Emma, Forever Ago? What's that like, then?"
"Bon Iver is just…genius. I love him. The album is fantastic. Put it on, if you want," I told him, gesturing to the stereo in the corner of the room. He took the CD from it's case and inserted it into the player. Flume blared out, setting a calming pace for homework.
"Come on then, Ass-ward," I smiled at his nickname to let him know that I didn't meant it in a malicious way, "let's get studying."
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An hour later, Edward's homework was done and it was pretty fucking fantastic if I do say so myself. The soccer game was in twenty minutes and we had yet to drive to school. Plus, I had to get changed into something else, knowing Alice would murder me if I went wearing the same clothes. Edward had been let off the hook since he'd been at my house. Unfair, or what?
"What about this top? No, that's too tight for a soccer game…"
"Bella, it's just a game. Just wear what you're wearing now." Edward was laid across my bed, hands behind head, looking amused at me going to pieces over clothes.
"I can't! Alice'll kill me. Help me, Edward! For God's sake and mine, help me!" I begged.
He chuckled at me before pulling himself up and walking over to me and my wardrobe. He grabbed a pair of black denim shorts that I'd bought years ago so were now a little small, with a t-shirt that said 'make love not war' on, which I actually kinda loved.
"There. Wear that. And if Alice has a problem, you can just blame me and I'll take the shit for you."
That was brave, because I knew from experience how serious Alice was about clothes. And shoes. And accessories.
I sighed. "Thank you."
"Oh, and Bella?"
"Yeah?"
He grinned at me. "I loved the album. I'm going to have to borrow it."
I smiled at him and stumbled my way into the bathroom to get changed, struggling a little to get the jeans over my ass that had grown over the last two years - shocker. I felt very bare and exposed in this but decided that I had no time to change now. So I grabbed my make up bag from the cabinet (it only had in about three products) and applied a little mascara and eyeliner, followed by some strawberry lip balm. I tipped my head upside down, trying to gain volume, and blasted on some hairspray that Rosalie had left in here onto my roots to keep it that way. I practically ran out the bathroom, grabbed my burgundy Converse and my money before looking at Edward who'd been watching me running round like a headless chicken. His eyes were fixed on my legs. I suddenly felt really self-conscious.
"What? Do I look fat? These shorts are a little sm--"
"Shut up, Bella," Edward said seriously, but not harshly. He got up and walked to the door before turning around and saying, "You look beautiful."
I think I blushed the same colour as a tomato, as I dipped my head down and twiddled my fingers as I followed him out the room and to his car.
We arrived at school three minutes ahead of schedule, but we found out that all our friends were already there and seated. We were approaching the bleachers, laughing about the other team's mascot, when I saw someone I really, really didn't want to: Jacob. What, was he following me?
"Edward," I said, not moving my lips. "Hold my hand, now."
"What?" he asked, confused. But then he saw Jacob walking towards us, having not noticed us yet, and he understood. He took my hand and pulled me closer to him, so our sides were nearly touching. Just as Jacob looked at us and his expression turned to one of shock and determination, Edward leant down to whisper, "you really do look absolutely stunning right now," in my ear, which, of course, made me flush and giggle a little, and he brought our entwined hands up to kiss my knuckles gently. Naturally, I flushed even more, but inside I was smirking right at Jacob, sticking my tongue out at him. I looked up to find that Jacob was staring at us, and the look of determination was long gone. I didn't even acknowledge him as we walked past him, and I made a mental note to tell Emmett about him if Alice hasn't already.
As soon as we were out of sight, I sighed and turned to thank Edward, and began to remove his hand, but he just held it tighter, not looking at me and he carried on walking up the stairs to meet our friends. I shrugged it off, not really caring we were holding hands, since it was the least I could do after he helped me out back there - this was my thank you.
JPOV
I'd been wallowing in my guilt all day, and my anger went through the roof when I saw Bella getting into Edward's car after school. But, as my punishment for lying told me too, I gritted my teeth and vowed I would tell Bella my feelings after the soccer game tonight. Maybe before. I don't know - I hadn't worked out the details yet. I had absolutely no idea what I would say, but it would be something from the heart and I'd tell her the truth about my feelings. A small part of me wanted to tell her all about my lying, but then the selfish and evil part of me told that part to shut the fuck up because Bella would do pretty much anything to 'redeem herself', even though I was the one that needed to redeem myself. But I'd do that by being everything Bella deserved…after I'd expressed my love, of course.
Before the soccer game started tonight, Emmett and the rest of the team had been trying to snap me out of my mood but to no avail. I just felt like I needed to tell her how I felt, and I needed to tell her now.
But instead, I just sucked it up, and played to the best of my ability on the field. When I walked on to play, I didn't do my usual scan of he crowd looking for my friends, I just kept my head down and watched my feet walk towards the place they had to be.
The game seemed to drag on. I didn't do much unless I absolutely had to, and when I did, my movements were only half hearted. When it had finally finished and we had won, despite my lack of effort, the team and I made our way to get showered and changed. Everyone was celebrating but I was just dreading what I was about to do, and I was trying to psych myself up for it. By the time we left the changing room, I was all ready to tell Bella, confident as to what I was going to say and do.
I followed Emmett to where we found Alice waiting halfway up the bleachers, alone. I frowned at this as she threw her arms around her boyfriend congratulating him. She hugged me too but I didn't give my all into the hug since I was more absorbed in wondering where Bella was.
"Thanks, Alice. Do you know where Bella is? Is she okay?"
"Relax, Jazz. She's gone to get away from the crowds. You know how she is with vast numbers of people."
I nodded once before going to the place where I knew she'd be: behind the science buildings, where no one would venture. She really disliked a large number of people around her. God, I love her.
I ran to the building, even though I was pretty shattered from the game. When I turned the corner, lit by the dim street lamps so you could see, but it was a little dark still, I stopped so suddenly I nearly tripped up backwards.
I felt my whole world come crashing down. I felt tears of anger sting my eyes. I felt my heart fucking break.
Because there was Bella and Edward locked in a kiss full of passion and heat. It turned out Edward was competition, and I'd lost.
Aw. PLEASE DON'T HATE ME.
For those of you who are JxB, all I'm going to say is remember there are other people in the story who are meddlesome.
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Next chapter: Out From Under (Britney Spears) - Rosalie's plan goes into action. Enough said. (Not too much drama though since the last few chapters have been drama full...I think their lives need a break. Maybe...Or it might have drama in it. I just don't know yet! =O )