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So obviously I can't apologize enough for not updating, especially after say that I would in my one-shot Aphrodite's Jealousy (which you should read if you haven't done so already).

But as my lovely friend so graciously let ya'll know, I do have co-op and am working long ass hours and I`m usually beat by the time I get home after my one and a half hour bus ride. And my weekends consist of making up all the sleep I've been losing during the week.

I promise you (for reals this time) that in another, oh, two weeks, you'll get more frequent updates seeing as how co-op ends on the 12th. So bear with my till then my loyal readers!

So without further ado, here's the long anticipated chapter 29! It's short, but it's something, right? lol

Disclaimer: I don't own this shizz. Well, the Twilight aspect of it that is. The Romano men and Alexander are mine, MINE I TELL YOU! oh and Arabella too... he he :)

Happy reading.


"But nothing. You're a freak, and I can do better. So see-ya."

He turned and walked off into the dark and I remember how my eyes filled with tears.

He had just broken up with me. I loved him so much, but he just threw me away. I remember sinking to the ground as my sobs started to shake my body.

After what seemed like an eternity, but was probably just a few minutes, the porch lights went on and a half asleep Damen came out the backdoor. When he saw me he had rushed forward and pulled me into his arms, rocking me.

In a short while all of them were kneeling around me, and Erica and Nathan had shown up as well. They cursed him, threatened him, and damned him to hell, but none of it would fix my broken heart.

And despite the fact that I know that I've gotten past that particular hurdle in my life, I still couldn't help the tears that fell from my eyes as I tried to fall asleep once again.

Chapter 29

The rain was falling heavily when I woke up Monday morning, and it only added to my crappy mood. That evening at the Ash House was still bothering me.

No.

That evening with Alexander was still bothering me.

Him and his mood swings and jerk-like tendencies. But I couldn't help but remember the images of him Nessie had shown me, or the way he looked at her when she jumped into his arms.

Not to mention the way he sounded when we were in his room.

"Katherine, oh God, don't die."

He sounded so young, so afraid. I swallowed and looked out the window as lightning flashed and thunder sounded.

Then there was that.

Who was this Katherine, and what happened between her and Alexander?

Not that I cared... I just wanted to know why he thought of her while he was kissing me...

On second thought, I don't want the answer to that question.

But I have to admit that I am pretty damn curious, the Romano curse, and want to know more about her. Obviously asking Alexander was out of the question. Way out of the question. Especially when he thinks that I know already, which I obviously don't. I was simply throwing a line, and obviously snagged something.

Total fluke.

Knowing that he was hurt in the past made me realize two things; that he loved her enough to still be thinking about it, and that it was significant enough that it made him an 'I don't give a fuck' player.

Which only made me want to know about her more.

I sighed and jumped down from the kitchen counter to throw out my half eaten granola bar. A quick look at the clock had me cursing and racing out the door. Only when I was sitting in my Mercedes, dripping on the leather seat did I realize that I forgot my umbrella.

"Fuck it," I grumbled and sped out of the drive. I was going to be late.

. _._._._._.

I just stepped into the school when the bell rang. I pushed my dripping wet bangs out of my eyes and made my way to my locker.

Getting my books, I slammed my locker shut and turned around to see a man holding a mop standing behind me. Obviously he was a janitor, but I didn't recognize him like I knew the other two, Paul, and Consuela. This one was much younger than the other two who were well over 40.

And this one was staring and my chest.

I not so subtly shitted my books to block his view. It was only then that he brought his brown eyes up to my wary pale green ones. He blushed beet red and shifted and looked pointedly at my feet. When I looked down, I realized that I was leaving a puddle.

Ah, I see.

"Crap, I'm sorry. Here let me get that," I said and held my hand out for the mop. I always hated the concept of having people clean up after me. My mess, I clean. Not all rich people are stuck up and high and mighty you know.

The man turned even redder.

"No, no. I, uh... I got it," he said in a surprisingly deep voice.

"You sure?"

"Mmhmm. You'd better get to class." I didn't argue because I had to get to class. I've been late to English too many times now.

I hurried down the hall and ignored the few lingering guys who stared at me as I walked by. What was weird was that they were all staring at my chest, which was interesting because I wasn't overly endowed like some of the other girls that went here. I shot one guy a look as he openly gawked at my slightly over average 36B chest. You would think that I was sporting DD's or something with the way these guys were watching me.

I was greeted by the same attention when I walked into class. Even Mr. U looked at my chest for a split second before looking away with a pink tinge appearing on his face.

"Sorry I'm late."

"It's alright. Have a seat," he said, staring pointedly at the chalk board. I looked at his back for a moment before I turned to walk down the aisles to the back of the room where Alice was sitting.

Alone.

Where was Alexander?

I was still wondering when I heard a girl whisper something to someone else as I walked by.

"Wow, what a hoe."

I met Alice's gaze at the back of the room and she too looked down at my shirt before meeting my eyes again with a knowing smile.

What the hell?

Annoyed now, I portaled out so that I could see myself, and see just what was wrong.

Oh.

I barely heard the murmurs over the fact that my eyes turned silver as I saw exactly why guys have been staring at me all morning.

My t-shirt was wet. Correction, my thin white t-shirt was soaking wet. And see-through. So my lacy hot pink and black bra was on exhibition to the world.

Great.

I came out of the portal and realized that I was about two steps away from walking into the back wall. With a scowl I slid into my seat. Almost immediately Alice leaned over.

"I like your bra," she whispered with a grin and I glared at her.

"Thank you Alice," I said tightly and face forward again. Alice giggled quietly and so I threw my eraser at her, which she caught and tossed back onto my deck.

"Don't worry Arabella, if you don't dry up by the time class is over, we can go find Rose. She probably has something for you to wear to hide your... pretty bra..." she said trying not to laugh too loudly.

I sent her a murderous look.

I'm having vampire soup for lunch today.

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I walked to my car silently with the Cullen's walking just behind me. They were all, excluding Alice and Emmett, pretty quiet all day.

Alexander wasn't at school today.

I sighed and unlocked my car then turned, unzipping the sweater Rosalie silently loaned to me after English that morning. I held it out to her silently and she took it without looking me in the eye. The silence was getting really uncomfortable, and I hated it.

"Rose," I said and she tilted her head in my direction, still not meeting my eyes.

"Can I talk to you?" I could see her hesitate then look over at Emmett who looked between the two of us.

"I can take your car home babe," he said, effectively giving her no way out without being straight out rude. She hesitated another moment before nodding.

"Kay," she said tersely and walked over to the passenger side of my car.

I tapped two fingers to my temple in silent goodbye to the other Cullen's then got in the drivers seat and pulled out of the parking lot.

The drive to my house was quiet.

I didn't say anything.

She didn't say anything.

I spent the time trying to figure out what I could have done to make her, or the other Cullen's, upset.

I came up blank.

The last time I saw them was during Edward and Isabella's welcome home party. And I didn't even stay there that long. And while I was there, the only thing that happened was—

"Arabella." Rosalie's pale arm shot out to grab the steering wheel and turn it sharply to the right, almost running us off the road and into a tree.

"What the—" it was then that a loud thud sounded right beside us. I looked out the window to see an enormous tree branch laying on the ground where my car was just a few seconds ago. I looked over at Rosalie to see her looking wide-eyed at the branch then at me.

"How the hell did that—"

"Don't ask," I said and started to drive off. "These things happen to me all the time," I said referring to my life as a Chosen.

"Then it's a miracle you're alive right now," she said with a slight smile. Little did she know that she was right.

"Yea," I said and we lapsed back into silence until we got to my house.

Once we were inside, she sat down on one of the couches and watched me as I dropped onto another. For a moment I didn't say anything.

"Well?" she asked. I bit my lip and looked over at her, not sure what to say since bringing her here was a spur of the moment idea.

"Who's Katherine?" I blurted out then mentally scolded myself. Way to sound like a jealous girlfriend.

Rosalie's head snapped to me when I asked the question and the surprise on her face quickly changed to anger.

"Why do you need to know?" she asked tersely.

"I just..." I took a deep breath. "Alexander kissed me then started thinking about this Katherine chick so I was wondering if she was like an ex-girlfriend or something. Not that I care..." I added quickly and looked away as my eyes turned sea green in embarrassment.

"I think I have the right to know who a guy was thinking of when he was kissing me."

Rosalie was so quiet for so long that I wondered if she heard me at all. I looked up to see her watching me with an unreadable expression on her face. Finally she sighed and closed her eyes. When she opened them, they were wary as they watched me.

"Katherine is Alexander's fiancée."


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