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I cannot take one more message telling me I need to clear up their history. Really.



I spend so much time

Believing all the lies

To keep the dream alive

Now it makes me sad

It makes me mad at truth

For loving what was you


Bella


I left the bathroom, heading for the dance floor when familiar hands snaked around my waist from behind and Jacob's lips were at my ear. We moved our legs in time as we moved forward and I was comforted by his closeness. He never ever confused me, he never let me down.

"Have you seen Cullen?" He murmured into my ear edging us toward the dance floor.

I half nodded and half shook my head, deciding not to confide in Jacob, "I saw him here but I couldn't give a shit" I lied, glad he couldn't see my face which always betrayed me.

"Course you give a shit" He laughed, snuffing against my ear and sending ticklish shudders through my body. He began to sway, moving me with him until suddenly we were on the dance floor and Jacob was pushing me away from him, spinning me and then changing hands so I twisted back and forth. It was fun, and I just decided to get into it. I had to get on with it. Edward was here regardless, I couldn't fall apart. I moved my feet, hopping a little from foot to foot. I closed my eyes, loving as always the way Jacob led me back and forth. It was so freeing to dance like this, not having to think about what move came next.

I fucking loved Jacob. He was my best friend. He just took me out of my self, protected me from my own madness. Like now. His smile was infectious and he moved so expertly around me, those little appreciative twitches on his face when I added a little move of my own to the medley. He looked seriously hot too, wearing nothing but jeans and a navy ribbed vest which clung to his perfect muscles as he danced. His skin was so sexy, russet and smooth.

It was such a shame I didn't get a kick out of Jake. We would be such a good couple. That was water under the bridge for both of us now, there was no need to think about it and so I closed my eyes to the music, swinging my shoulders forward and back as Footloose blared through the speakers.

Sounds of whoops came through from the middle of the floor and suddenly the crowds parted. I edged across, holding Jacobs hand, to see what everyone had stopped dancing to look at.

That guy, the friend of Edward's, was in the middle of the floor. He was fucking loving the attention as he clicked his fingers and slammed his knees together rhythmically, getting lower and lower to the floor each time. Then he was on his back, air guitar and the crowd went while whooping. He jumped to his feet like a reverse backflip and then even I could not help howling as he started dancing with footwork so precise and downright brilliant it swept us all away. He tipped an imaginary hat and rolled it down his arm, throwing it to the crowd and then beckoned toward where I could see Alice, Edward's sister clapping in time. She shook her head but ran onto join him anyway. Then everyone just piled in, laughing, clapping and dancing as well as they could. I kicked my feet forward, grabbing Jacob's hand as he swung me around. He pulled me into him, spun me out and by the time the song came to an end I was gasping for breath. I collapsed into Jacob laughing and catching my breath. His teeth glowed blue white as he smiled, directly under the neon light in the middle of the dance-floor.

I looked around for Alice and saw her still dancing in the centre with her guy. Then I saw Edward. Fucking Edward. I pulled air deep into my lungs through my teeth at the sight of him. I'd forgotten, Edward dancing was as fucking sexy as Edward doing anything else. He barely moved but little flinches of muscle in his body would move in time to the music. He was tense and masculine. It was hypnotic. He smiled at Alice and then did a quick body pop. Shit. The guy could move. I heard Alice shout out "Jasper! Jasper!" and burst out laughing as her guy, Jasper, seemed to fold over and then stand again, turning from side to side but with the most perfect robotics I had ever seen. Much better even then Edward's. I looked at Edward who backsliding on the spot for a fraction of a second before looking embarrassed and resuming his little shuffle that just made me wet it was that sexy.

He changed direction smiling widely, enjoying himself but then he caught my eye, the smile dropped to a frown and I quickly looked away. Jacob had resumed our little two step, one toward him, one back and a twirl. I loved dancing like this most of all. It made me feel tiny, and girly and graceful which was unusual for me. It had been Jacob who had taught me to dance, I mean I always had some rhythm but dancing usually ended in disaster. During my low times, Jake had brought me dancing nearly every night and gradually we had become clockwork in our routine and it was great fun to just hit the dancefloor and not have to think.

Just then the music slowed down. Jacob pulled me in and started a slower version of our usual dance. He rested his chin on the top of my head and moved me across to the middle where I had last seen Edward. I frantically looked around. Alice and Jasper were dancing closely near us. I couldn't see Edward anywhere.

I leaned my head in to the crook of Jacob's neck and relaxed.

Then we bumped into Alice and Jasper and she smiled widely at me.

"Hi Bella" She said and Jasper spun her away.

Then they were back and Alice said joyfully, "Swap?" and suddenly I was in Jaspers arms, wondering how that had happened and straining to find Jacob's face in the crowd as Jasper spun me away through the people.

"Pleased to meet you Bella" Jasper said, "I'm Jasper"

I nodded, "I gathered" I said, not wanting to be smart but suddenly feeling like this was a set up. I looked over my shoulder, nothing seemed unusual. Nobody seemed to care that I was being blindsided. Was I? Was this a set up? It sure felt like something. I looked for Jacob and he was backed up against a pillar, Alice leaning up to him talking intently in his ear. Something was going on.

I was right, Jasper swung me gently around and suddenly he was gone and I was left alone in the middle of the dance floor as couples whizzed by.

Shit.

Then Edward was there, coming through the bodies and I was mashed against him, putting up little resistance as his arms wrapped around my neck and held me close to his chest.


Is there any just cause for feeling like this?

On the surface I'm a name on a list

I try to be discreet, but then blow it again

I've lost and found, it's my final mistake

She's loving by proxy, no give and all take

'cos I've been thrilled to fantasy one too many times

Oh , I just died in your arms tonight

It must've been something you said

I just died in your arms tonight

Oh I, I just died in your arms tonight

It must have been some kind of kiss

I should have walked away, I should have walked away


Edward


It was fucking killing me watching her with Jacob. They looked so happy and so comfortable. Together. Alice had thought they were going out but I didn't believe it. So she asked around. Just good friends was the general consensus. I was so relieved.

So I tried not to watch her but it was impossible. It was fucking torture, more than once I considered walking over there and grabbing her out of his arms. Dressed like that with her hair all high on her head, you'd want to be a fucking dope not to want to get a piece. I wanted to knock his head off, his hands all over her like that. I wondered what happened between them, who called it off. The last time I'd seen them together was when she chose him over me. I'd fucking known she didn't mean it, deep down I wondered had he.

The more I watched the more I saw it for what it was. Just dancing. No sexual anything. I couldn't dance with Bella like that, I'd get into it for two minutes and then I'd have to take her somewhere and fuck her. That sealed it for me. There was nothing between them, there couldn't be. Not unless the guy had no balls, Bella in my arms like that would result in a major fucking hard on and I wouldn't last the song. The guy must be a fag.

So I kept getting so fucked off, especially when the music had slowed down and Jasper had come up with such a stupid plan to get her to dance with me. At first I'd brushed it off, it was corny and stupid. Then I couldn't resist. The thoughts of touching her and moving her with me to slow music was such a draw. I was in.

Alice and Jasper went off and did their bit and then there she was, alone on the floor.

I walked up to her. I couldn't do anything but just catch her to my chest as she tried to walk around me and then she just dropped against my chest and I knew that moment was mine. The crowd moved in on us and then she wound her arms around my waist and leaned heavily into me. I had her again.

We barely moved, just the slightest sway. I dipped my head, feeling my legs start to shake and took her lips into mine. I pressed against them so softly, tucking her hair behind her ear with my fingers and tracing the line of her jaw. "I fucking need you." I said.

It was so fucking serious here, with all these people, than it ever had been when we were alone. It was like I was ripping apart. I couldn't take this battle much longer.

She stopped moving completely and went tense in my arms. I heard her whisper and moved my ear to her mouth to hear her words.

"I can't." She whispered, lifting her eyes to mine so sorrowfully it sent waves of fear through me. Don't say it. Don't say it. No Bella, don't say it.

"Please" She pleaded, "I can't resist you...but I don't want to be with you. Please Edward."

I felt my throat constrict, what could I say?

"I need you in my life Bella" I said annunciating each word close to her ear as the music picked up pace again. We stood stock still in the middle of the throbbing dancefloor, her hand on my sleeve. Her face looking up into mine so regretfully. What was that? Sorrow? Pity?

"We can be friends?" I saw her face suddenly hopeful. "I mean until you leave town again, I mean we can say hi, you know?"

I stared at her. Was she fucking serious? Friends didn't struggle to keep their hands to themselves around each other. Friends didn't spit in rage one minute and then fuck each other the next. She was either mocking me or was losing her fucking marbles. She looked so vulnerable though, I couldn't argue.

I dropped eye contact. What could I do but agree? It was fucking hopeless. I was fighting a losing battle and I needed to change tactic. Maybe this was a good idea, this friends thing. I'd give it a go and gradually maybe I could coax her back to me. I nodded, "Okay. If thats all I get, thats fine." I stood back from her dropping my hands from her shoulders and pushing her gently away. "Okay. Friends is what you want, friends is what you got."

She smiled softly, patting me arm and looked awkwardly around. Looking for Jacob I presumed. Suddenly her eyes widened and her mouth formed an O so I followed her gaze just in time to a fist belonging to Jacob Black launch at me, hitting me squarely in the jaw and sending me reeling into the crowd.

I fought against the black out that followed, I didn't want to be humiliated like this, I wanted to hit the fucker back.

I lost that fight and thick blackness collapsed around me as I fell against the dancing people and thudded into the decking.


A/N. - Lyrics - Eyes without a face, Billy Idol.

Again so there is no more confusion - THIS IS A SEQUEL.