Chapter 14

Peacocking

Paul left around ten and Rose and I followed shortly after at eleven. It was my last day before I have to head home tomorrow and I want to spend it with my Rosie. We started off the day with lattes on the way to Port Angeles to get our peacock tattoos.

We were about thirty minutes into the drive when Rose asks, "So you and Paul huh?"

I know she has been dying to ask me something since she's been up. She's been eyeing me all morning. I appreciate that she waits until I was more awake and my coffee had kicked in.

I smile thinking of our conversation last night. And the sex after that.

"Look at you smiling!" Rose exclaims smiling right along with me.

"He asked me to continue our friend boy/friend girl arrangement."

Rose snorts. "I knew it! No way he was just gonna let you go with the way he looks at you."

"Whatever." I roll my eyes smiling.

"I assume you said yes… You said yes right?"

"Of course, I did. Have you met him?!"

"Sexy hunk of man meat aside, how do you feel about that? Really? Beings that you guys live literally across the state from one another. How do you think Spawn will feel? Do you want it to eventually be more than friend boy/girl?"

Rosie always with the hard-hitting questions.

"Dude. It makes me anxious and a big freaked out. Not gonna lie. I haven't "dated" in forever. But also, I'm happy and excited. I have never felt this way. No one has ever made me feel this way. Not Edward. Not Jasper. He makes me feel free. Sexy. Beautiful. And he likes me for me. Weirdness, morbidity and all. Do you know what he said to me yesterday? He said, 'do you want to watch horror movies and bang.' I mean, that's like one of the best and hottest things I've ever heard."

Rose shakes her head and laughs. "Only you would find that hot. I am assuming that is exactly what you did considering you were almost late me dinner."

"Fuck yes we did. Like, Rosie… He's smoking hot, we have AMAZING sex, he can cook, he's funny, sings to Bon Jovi with me, talented, and loves movies, horror ones especially… How can I say no to that? I can't."

"That makes me incredibly stoked to hear."

"As far as the long-distance thing goes, does it suck that we are hours away, sure. There is face time. We can take turns driving. Plus, I am just starting to like being alone and being totally okay with me. This gives me the space I need but still giving me someone. And would I like it to be more one do…yeah I think I would."

Rose was watching the road but she had a huge smile on her face.

"Emmett said him and the boys had a chat with him last night while we were outside."

"Oh Jesus. What did they say?"

"He wouldn't tell me, boy code or some shit. But he did say, that his intentions are pure and they all approve. They especially like how he handled Jasper. Which I concur with. It was a beautiful thing to watch, him rubbing slat in his wounds."

"Not that I have to get their approval but I am glad that they do. That video was fun to watch, I can't even imagine being able to see it happen in person."

"Are you worried he's gonna come to your house when you get home?" Rose asks concern lacing her voice.

"No. He got his ego stomped on. He'll probably come home and fuck a bunch of random women and drink. But if he does, I'll break more than his nose." I shrug.

"Shazam" I shout and turn up the music effectively shutting down the conversion and switching to carpool karaoke. I don't wanna think about it all anymore. I just want to spend time with my Rosie and enjoy our last day. I have an entire nine-hour drive to really dissect how I am really feeling about everything that happened, Paul, Jasper, the whole shebang.

Soon we park and make our trek up to Port Angeles tattoo to see Jeremy about or peacock feathers. The next two hours is spent discussing aliens and conspiracy theories. Laughing and joking. The pleasurable sting of a tattoo needle release. The rest of the day was spent wandering around PA, talking in English accents and characters, going in and out of shops I hadn't been to in what feels like ages. We ate amazing pizza at Barhop Brewing and Pizza. And we ended the night under the High-zebo laughing and talking about life. Even though we talk every day, it's not the same as being in the same place, soaking up each other energies and feeding our souls. It's going to be so hard for me to leave her in the morning.

For a moment, I chastise myself because I should have come back here more. Shouldn't have let the bad memories outweigh all the good. That's going to change now, I'll be back more often. I small pang of guilt creeps in because it seems like it's all because of Paul that I want to come back here not my family. Even though that is partial true, it was more like he shined a light in the heavy dark I was living in to show me what was right in front of me. What was still there after everything that happened.