A/N: SM owns all things Twilight. Everything else is mine.
Chapter 29
Coffee. I need coffee. I've been laying on this couch for the last three hours, mindlessly flipping through channels in hopes of finding something that will distract me enough to sleep. Nothing that great is ever on so early, but that doesn't stop me from trying. I'm not entirely sure what I need to do today, but a big cup of straight black coffee will wake me up. Not usually is my coffee taken black, always with a little cream, but the bitterness will be a kick-starter.
I turn it on and let it brew while I go to take a leak. It's done about a minute later. I take my coffee and return to the couch. Sports Nation is on and currently doing their "B.S. Meter," so I listen in and open up my laptop. I haven't checked my emails in a couple days, but I'm actually hoping there's work to be done. If not, then I guess I'll just have to find something else to do. Now open, I see that I do have some things to do, but nothing that will take long.
Sighing, I get to work and it only takes a few hours to get the five problems fixed. When I'm done, I get dressed and decide on grilled cheese and beans for lunch. It hits the spot just right and I'm soon feeling a little more energized. So much so, that I feel antsy. Maybe that coffee was too much? I don't know, I just need to move. I find my iPod, connect it to the dock and press play. "Uprising" by Muse starts up and I change into my workout clothes.
No running this time, but I do work my thighs first. Next is my abs, then on to my arms. I'm about done with abs when my phone rings. My music is loud, but since the phone is next to my head I can hear it just fine. It's my sister's ringtone, so I don't have to stop to find out who's interrupting me. I just let it ring and go to voicemail. I'm not really in a talking mood at this moment and besides, I'm in a zone here. If it's important she can leave a voicemail and text me after, if need be. I decide to just switch it to silent until my workout is finished.
Twenty minutes later, I end on triceps with the Swedish House Mafia's "Antidote". I stretch out for the cool down, and get some water. Now that I'm not so antsy, I'm feeling better and check my phone. I have one missed call and a text from Alice that came in five minutes ago.
Em took Rose to the hospital. Thought she was having contractions, but it was a false alarm. Just wanted to let you know that baby might be on its way soon, but hopefully not too soon.
Well, shit.
A/N: Think he's feeling a little bad about ignoring her call now?
