A/N: I promised a Saturday update and I didn't fail. Yeah Me.
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EPOV
This was not how I thought things would go at all when I finally managed a few minutes alone with Bella. The air in the car was ripe with tension and I couldn't tell who she was more upset with, me or Jacob. Of course I was hopeful that it was Jacob, but after our conversation as we drove from Port Angeles, I didn't think I was in her good graces either.
"Umm… so where exactly are we going?" I asked as we pulled into Forks and waited at a stop sign before Bella turned right onto the main street, her truck having to deal with the deathly slow traffic as we went.
"La Push. Jake was supposed to have gone hunting with his dad and best friend today. If my math is right then they should be coming home any minute now. There's a Mariners game on tonight and I know Billy won't miss it," Bella stated firmly as we pulled up to the stoplight at the center of town. I glanced over to my right and saw the bank where I still had an account and then directly across from it was the flower shop where I had stupidly ordered my flowers from all those years ago. However, as I went to look away, I saw a familiar guy getting out of a classic car and moving to go into the store.
"What kind of car does Jacob drive?" I questioned curiously as Bella looked over at me with interest and the car behind us began honking because the light had turned green a few seconds earlier.
"A Black '67 Mustang. I think he loves that damn car more than me," she said with a sigh and I gave a small smile in return, hoping that was true. Bella didn't seem too heartbroken over it all though, just frustrated and flustered. We started moving forward and I pointed to the car in front of the flower shop before we passed it.
"A Mustang like that one?" I questioned. Suddenly, everything seemed to move in very slow motion as Bella turned her head to look over at the car and she growled while she nodded her head. It was the sexiest yet most ferocious noise I had ever heard in my entire life, and I knew that it was Jacob she was more frustrated with at that very moment.
"Yes," she replied through clenched teeth as she slowed the truck and immediately began looking for a parking space. "He was supposed to be hunting. This is clearly not him hunting," she mumbled angrily as I watched in trepidation as she parallel parked in front of the yogurt shop we used to go to back in high school and when she finally finished parking, I reached out towards Bella, in an effort to calm her, but she pulled her arm away defensively. "Don't touch me."
"Fine. Listen, I think you should just take me back to my parents' house. No good can come of whatever the hell is about to go down," I stated as Bella went to open her car door and I reached over and hit the old school lock on her door as I locked us in the truck. "Do you even know what you are going to say to him?" I took a deep breath, reveling in being in such close proximity to her before pulling away and finding Bella's gaze. She was staring at me angrily and reached over, pulling up the lock before looking to step out of the truck. I followed suit and stayed right behind her as she stalked down the sidewalk towards the flower shop.
"Don't you want to know the truth Edward?" she asked furiously. "I would think that you of all people would want to know if Jake stole this apparent note and took your flowers, claiming them as his gift to me," asked Bella as she used air quotes while emphasizing my note and flowers, which she was clearly still on the fence about believing were mine.
"Would it make a difference? Would you forgive me?" I asked quietly as Bella stopped dead in her tracks a few feet from the door.
"I'm not sure. I just can't forget the past several years Edward," she said as she hung her head and I had to withhold the urge to reach out and lift her chin up with my finger. She had too beautiful of a soul to be hurting like she was, but it was clear to me that forgiveness was not something I would easily come by. I had stayed away for so long because I knew the moment I saw her that I would want her back, and standing here beside her, watching her be furious at me, it was still true. I still loved her with all of my heart.
"I didn't ask you to forget them. Move forward is more of what I had in mind," I added as someone walked by the flower shop holding a small bouquet of gerbera daisies, reminding me of the flowers I gotten Bella early in our relationship. I shook my head from the thought and watched as Bella grabbed the door and headed into the store, completely ignoring my question, and clearly on a quest to get answers for the both of us.
I ran to catch up to her and when we walked inside, finding that there was no one around the shop, which was a little surprising. We moved quietly towards the back counter where we expected to find someone to wait on us, but there was no one there. Bella held up her finger to her mouth, motioning for me to stay quiet and I just shrugged my shoulders, wondering what the hell was going on. She eased her way around the back counter quietly and she peeked inside the opening to the back room, both of us hearing odd noises coming from the concealed office space.
Bell disappeared behind the back wall and when I finally turned the corner to follow her, she was standing perfectly still with her mouth hanging wide open in pure astonishment. "Oh god Jacob… more," were the words that filled the office as I my own jaw fell open. In front of us, Jacob was standing with his back to us, his pants around his ankles and he was clearly having sex with the girl on the desk in the office, her legs splayed out on either side of his waist. I began scrubbing my eyes because I wasn't even sure if this scene before me was right. This had to have been my perfect dream right?
"So fucking tight," Jacob replied as I watched as Bella grabbed the first thing she could find, a catalogue about something floral and whipped it right at him, hitting him smack in the middle of the back of his head. She had a shockingly accurate throw for someone who was so horrible at sports when she was younger.
"Ow…. what the fuck?" Jacob shouted out in pain and confusion before he turned around and looked shocked by the fact that Bella and I had caught him red handed. He quickly struggled to pull up his pants as the girl behind him looked like a deer caught in the headlights, clearly confused by the entire situation. "Umm, if you two want flowers you'll have to wait outside for a second."
I stifled a laugh as I looked over at Bella who was literally shaking with fury. These two had another thing coming, and I kind of wished for a moment that I had some popcorn to watch all this shit go down. I knew Bella and I weren't exactly in the best place right now, but I certainly had to have a leg up over this piece of shit right?
"No, I don't want any fucking flowers. I want you to stop fucking my boyfriend," Bella declared as Jacob finished buttoning his pants and he began walking away from the girl on the desk with no regard to her feelings and towards Bella, with his hands raised in surrender.
"Can we go outside and talk about this," Jacob pleaded as he looked over at me for a moment, his remorseful face turning into one of anger. "What the fuck is he doing here?" Jake dropped his hands to his side and began stalking towards me this time as Bella jumped in between us. I was ready to beat the shit out of him simply because he had clearly been cheating on Bella, but also for all those years of frustration he had caused me. If Jake was in fact that reason Bella never got my note, I was prepared to fuck him up, there was no doubt about it. My clenched fist even twitched in excitement at the thought of getting just one shot in at him.
"I was heading to La Push to get some answers from you, but lo and behold, we saw your car parked out front. Getting some flowers are you?" Bella snapped, her voice louder and angrier than I had ever heard it before. Even when we fought and broke up all those years ago, she hadn't sounded as mad as she did at that particular moment. Although in that case, she was more emotional. Today she seemed rather cool about the situation. I didn't think she had the same feelings for Jacob that she had for me, and this was just further proof that I was correct. She didn't love him. My heart did a little happy dance at the thought, as my brain reminded me that we still had a long way to go before Bella would forgive me.
"Perhaps you wanted to get Bella some red and pink roses?" I asked as Jacob turned white, which was a feat considering how dark skinned he was to begin with. "Oh that's right… you don't buy flowers, you sweet talk them from delivery people and claim them as your own."
"I have no idea what the hell you are talking about," Jacob declared as I rolled my eyes and watched as he reached out for Bella's forearm and began dragging her to the front of the store. My blood began to boil and my fists immediately closed and tightened again in anger, intending to strike this piece of crap, but I was pleasantly surprised when Bella pulled her arm away and slapped him fiercely.
The girl from the desk came out into the front of the shop, her dress now back in its proper position and she looked sullen, perplexed and a little scared. "Jacob, are you okay?" she asked, the concern clear in her voice before she turned towards Bella and her fearful demeanor turned into one of pure hatred. "How dare you lay a finger on him. Who the fuck do you think you are?" The flower shop girl started poking Bella in the chest as she stalked towards her, moving Bella even further towards the front of the store.
"I would be his girlfriend… scratch that, his ex girlfriend. Who the fuck are you?"
"I'm his girlfriend, Nessie," she declared emphatically, emphasizing the word 'I'm' as I looked between the three of them, in complete awe as the shit truly hit the fan. Jacob was now being stared at by both girls who were clearly putting two and two together and I just stood there watching dumbstruck at the sheer audacity and stupidity of this poor guy. I had no remorse for him though since he had clearly dug his own grave, but I honestly couldn't wait to watch him get buried.
"His girlfriend huh? How long have you guys been dating?" Bella shouted as the girls suddenly took their fight outside of the flower shop and onto the sidewalk. Some of the citizens of Forks were walking by, doing their usual routine of going to the bank or getting stamps, whatever the fuck it was they had to do, but because this was a small town and nothing ever happened, they actually stopped to gawk at the scene before them.
"Umm… " Nessie looked over at Jacob for a moment, and I let out a laugh as he raised his hand to his forehead, a loud smack sound coming from the impact. "Like a year I think."
"A year," yelled out Bella as an elderly couple came over and began watching like this was an episode of Jerry Springer or something. Bella turned her attention towards Jacob, the true asshole in this situation, and narrowed her eyes at him. "You've been dating this whore for a year. You have got to be fucking kidding me. Why the hell did you even want to be with me?"
"I love you," Jacob implored as Bella and I both laughed loudly. There may have even been a snort from me, or one of the other viewers, I'm not quite sure. "We're perfect for each other."
"You told me you loved me," shouted Nessie as Bella interrupted her, clearly frustrated that this girl had not only been fucking her boyfriend, but was now interrupting their conversation.
"You love me? You fucking love me… you certainly have an odd way of showing it. You pursue me for years only to have this on the side?" Bella shouted as she began walking around me, the anger pouring off of her as she struggled to maintain some semblance of composure in the small crowd that had gathered. "I never should have fucking listened to my brain. It kept telling me to date you because you would never break my heart like Edward had. You were safe and I thought I could be happy with you, and maybe one day fall in love. I thank god that my heart was never in our relationship. Fuck you Jacob Black. You can go to hell." Bella reached her hand up and slapped him once more as a feeling of satisfaction ran through my body.
My heart ached a little bit at the realization that Bella had dated Jacob, not because she wanted to, but because she thought she should. I went to move towards Bella in an effort to comfort her, but she pulled away and moved to the side of me, wrapping her arms defensively around herself as I looked over at Jacob, who was having his cheek stroked gently by Nessie. I honestly couldn't believe this girl was still showing any concern for this guy who was clearly cheating on her with Bella. Had she not heard anything that he had said?
"You were nothing but a frigid bitch anyways, Bella. You would fuck Cullen the moment he smiled at you, but you hardly let me touch you," Jacob shouted, surprisingly everyone around us, especially me. Without even thinking about it, I balled my hand into a fist and punched him in the jaw as hard as I could. My hand ached, but I felt somewhat satisfied with myself for defending her honor, and even more smug for finally decking the asshole after wanting to do it for so long.
"Fuck you Jacob. Is that why you were fucking around… because I wouldn't have sex with you?" she questioned, her face looking a bit sad about the entire situation. Of course, my heart swelled knowing that they had never actually slept together. Then again, she could have had sex with dozens of other guys and I just wasn't aware of it. I shook my head of the thought, unwilling to let myself even consider it. "Actually, I don't give a shit. I came looking for you to get something answered, and you are going to tell me the truth if it's the last fucking thing you do."
Jacob quirked his eye brow at her, challenging her and I was ready to haul out and punch him again, but Bella actually grabbed my shoulder and held me back. Her firm touch was soothing and caused small sparks throughout my entire body. How the hell had I ever stayed away from her for three fucking years?
"Do you really think that anything I say will make a difference Bella? I tried for years to have you see me as someone worthy of you and you never once saw me the way you saw him," shouted Jacob as he pointed towards me. Bella didn't seem fazed by his accusation which made me wonder how accurate his statement was. God, I hoped she loved me still.
"Shut up. Did you take a note that Edward left for me in the hospital when I was sick?"
"Did you also take the flowers I sent her?" I questioned as everyone in the crowd stared at Jacob with a bit of disgust. I knew that I for one was furious beyond belief and I just hoped I would get the answers I had wanted for a very long time. I had always wondered why Bella never called or mentioned anything I had said in my letter, but I was certain now that I was going to find out the truth.
"Dude, you had already dug yourself a nice fucking grave by that point. What fucking difference does it make?" Jacob replied furiously.
"Answer the motherfucking question asshole," one of the people standing by watching shouted out of the crowd. Not only was he making Bella and I mad, but he was clearly alienating himself among the people of Forks with his behavior. I let out a small laugh and even noticed a small smile creep up on Bella's face as Jacob fidgeted nervously, clearly unwilling to answer the question. To me his silence gave away the truth, but Bella wanted answers, so I grabbed the collar of Jake's shirt and threatened him again.
"Just tell her the truth," I pleaded furiously with him, the collar of his shirt clenched in my fist.
"You kept them apart when she was sick?" questioned Nessie, suddenly not as supportive of Jacob as she had been a few moments earlier.
"Fine… fuck. Yes. I stole his sappy fucking love letter and I bribed the flower delivery guy with a twenty to let me deliver them. Edward never fucking deserved you Bella. You are so much better than him," Jake declared. Without thinking, I punched him again, this time in the stomach and I felt ecstatic when he doubled over and a few people in the gathered crowd actually clapped. When Jacob moved to get up, I punched him once more in the jaw, and watched as he balled up his own fists ready to punch me in return. I was ready for him, living off of some wild energy from knowing Bella was beside me, and when his fist moved forward, I grabbed him by the wrist and held him in place. He pulled his wrist from me and before I had to chance to move against him again, Bella kicked him in the nuts.
"You deserve so much more than Jacob," Bella stated to Nessie, who was on her cell phone, no doubt calling the cops. "Oh enjoy calling them. I'm sure everyone down at the station, including my dad, will get a good laugh at it." I laughed right along with Bella because it was obvious that Nessie had no idea that Bella was the daughter of the police chief.
"Go to hell Bella," Nessie declared as she then turned and began talking, informing them of the fight going on in front of the flower shop.
"I'm already there bitch," Bella replied caustically as she then looked over at me, practically glaring. "Do you need me to drive you home still?"
"Yes please," I replied simply, eager to spend even five more minutes with her to talk about everything that had just gone down. Before we walked away, I got in one more punch and then followed Bella back towards her old truck. Once we were inside and driving away, things didn't exactly happen like I had hoped they would. "Can we talk about what just happened?"
"No."
"But if we could just…"
"No, Edward."
"Bella, you are being unreason…"
"I don't give a shit right now. I know you want me to say we can talk about the note and shit, but I can't do that. Not right now."
I nodded my head slowly and decided I was willing to give her time to think everything through. Unfortunately for me, I proceeded to get a call on my cell phone at that exact moment and when I looked down at it, I groaned before shoving my phone back in my pocket, not eager to answer it.
It was Siobhan.
BPOV
I was shocked. Floored. Fucking flabbergasted that Jacob had spent four years pursuing me, pressuring me is more like it, only to find out that he was fucking someone else for over a year. To make matters worse, I had Edward sitting mere inches away from me in the small confines of my truck trying to get me to talk to him about what had just gone down and what it meant for us. Unfortunately for Edward, it didn't mean anything for us. He still lived in New Hampshire, while I lived here in Forks. He had shattered my heart and even though I had tried to pick up the pieces, it was clearly irreparable. This was not something he could ever fix with mere words or loving declarations.
"If you need to take the call, feel free," I advised Edward after I noticed him fumbling with his phone after it had started ringing loudly. He shoved it in his pocket as he let out a small groan and I just ignored him. If it was someone important, I'm certain he would have answered it.
"Anyways… if you won't talk to me today, would you consider meeting me for coffee or something tomorrow? I was planning to go to the hospital around nine the morning, using the rental car my dad said he would get. We could go together," he stammered, clearly nervous to be asking me to go with him.
"No can do. I actually have some shit to get done. I go for my nursing exam in a few weeks and I have to prepare. I wasn't planning to visit your mom until the late afternoon visiting hours," I replied as Edward fidgeted his hands in his lap and I stifled a laugh. The mere fact that Edward was edgy around me was laughable.
"If I was to wait at the hospital for you, would you talk to me? Maybe have coffee or a beer afterwards?"
"I'm not much of a drinker these days."
"Yeah… me neither," he replied through clenched teeth and I could tell he was lying. I looked back at him momentarily with quirked eye brows and he gave me a sullen expression. "Okay, I don't drink as much as I did when we broke up. Is that better?"
"All I have ever wanted from you was honesty Edward," I stated firmly as we pulled onto his street and I noticed the Cullen's' small house buried back from the road slightly. "If you happen to be at the hospital when I am there, we can talk after my visit."
"I'll wait for you."
"Can I ask you something?" I said quietly as I pulled to a stop in front of the house and Edward's hand instantly gripped the door handle, expecting me to kick him out. "Why Dartmouth?"
"Well you want honesty right? It was the farthest away from you I could get," he declared as I simply nodded my head, my heart aching a bit at his statement. Then again, I couldn't really fault him for it because I had asked him to be honest and if I was in his shoes, I probably would have done the same thing. I watched as he jumped out of the truck and grabbed his bags from the back before he ambled up to the house, his entire body radiating exhaustion. I waited until I knew he was in the house before pulling away and heading back to Charlie's place.
When I walked in the door, Scrappy ran over all excited to see me but I was shocked to find my father standing in the kitchen in full uniform waiting for me. "Am I being arrested?"
"Depends. Is what I heard true?" he replied, a small smirk on his face.
"What did you hear?"
"That you and Edward Cullen beat the crap out of Jacob in front of the flower shop because he was cheating on you and the local townsfolk cheered it on like it was some steel cage match."
"Sounds about right. So, do I need bail money?"
"No Bella, you are not going to jail. I convinced Jacob not to press charges although his little woman was trying awfully hard to change his mind. Although considering the screaming match that was going on between them when we left, I doubt very much that she will be his little lady much longer." I scoffed at Charlie's loose term of the words 'woman' and 'lady' for Nessie and Charlie just rolled his eyes. "So, was it true? Edward was with you?"
"Yeah, he flew into town last night to see Esme after the accident and Carlisle asked me to give him a ride home today because he wanted to stay with Esme, but he was worried about Edward because he hadn't slept," I mumbled quickly as Charlie raised his eye brows at me and sat down in his favorite armchair as though he expected me to answer some question he hadn't asked. "Why aren't you on duty?"
"I'm interrogating a suspect," he said with a laugh as I just shook my head at him and walked into the kitchen, with Scrappy following closely behind me, his tail wagging happily. I was desperately needing something to drink, so I grabbed a can of Pepsi from the fridge and went back to settle in the living room, my mind racing thanks to everything that had gone down during the day. "Are you sure you are alright?"
"Yeah," I replied as I ran my hand down my face in frustration. "I'll survive. It's not every day a girl finds out her boyfriend is cheating on her while going to confront him with her ex-boyfriend. I'll talk to Leah about it later and she'll put things in perspective like she always does." Charlie looked at me curiously before getting up and walking over to give me a fatherly hug.
"You have a good head on your shoulders Bells. I'm sorry about this shit with Jacob, but you'll find someone perfect for you one day soon," Charlie advised me as I nodded my head into his shoulder, small fat tears falling onto his uniform, while Scrappy jumped up and rest his front paws against Charlie's back, trying to get into the action. "I love you baby girl."
"I love you too Daddy," I replied honestly as he kissed the top of my head before standing up from beside me on the couch. "Go back to work and find some real criminals." We both laughed heartily at this comment as Charlie started towards the front door.
"This is Forks Bella; the closest thing to a real criminal these days is mail fraud and jaywalkers. If you need me, I'm sure I can take an afternoon off." I shook my head in the negative as Scrappy jumped onto the couch beside me and nestled in for a rest, while Charlie let out a small groan. He wasn't a fan of Scrappy being on the furniture, but I desperately needed the companionship, so he just wished me a quick farewell before heading out the door, reminding me he had dinner plans with Sue, before he left for work again.
I stayed put on the couch, staring out the front window as I scratched at Scrappy's back while he fell into a comfortable sleep with his head on my lap. My mind began to wander to thoughts of the day all those years ago that Charlie had brought Scrappy into our lives.
"Come on Bells, I have a surprise for you," he exclaimed as I rubbed the palm of my hands against my eyes and began to adjust to the light in the room.
"Dad, you know I'm not five anymore right? I'm not that excited for Christmas. Can you give me ten minutes to get downstairs?" I asked as I heard a tiny barking noise coming from the main floor and my head shot up from my pillow. He didn't… did he?
"If you don't want to come down and see what I got you, that's fine," said Charlie non-chalantly, as I jumped up from the bed and grabbed my terry cloth robe from my chair. I quickly tossed it around myself and ran down the steps, two at a time, and came face to face with the cutest little German Shepherd puppy I had ever seen.
"Why… When… You…" I stammered, unable to form the proper words to express my gratitude. I had been begging Charlie for a dog ever since Renee had left and I had way too much free time on my hands. Unfortunately, a dog wasn't in the cards for me until this morning, apparently. When I looked up at Charlie, he had a look of pure elation on his face.
"One of the guys down at the station, Deputy Mark, has a big old dog called Leesie. Well, it had puppies several weeks ago and when he offered one too me, I couldn't pass up the chance to get one for us. I also figured I'd get lonely when you head off to school in a few months, so the pup here could keep me company," stated Charlie as he sat in his recliner and watched as I gave the puppy some belly rubs.
"I'm sure Scrappy would love that," I said as the dog tried to jump up and kiss my cheek, missing me and plowing into my chest instead. I let out a small laugh as my dad cocked his eye brow at me.
"Scrappy?" he said with a low chuckle while I simply nodded my head and watched the dog go underneath the Christmas tree and begin sniffing around at the few presents that lay there.
"Yeah… Scrappy. I always wanted to name a dog Scrappy and don't you think he looks like a resilient little buggar?" I asked as the dog began swatting at a bow I had placed on one of Charlie's gifts. "See… he's scrappy."
I was suddenly pulled out of my thoughts by a loud knock on the door and Scrappy immediately started barking at my side. "Calm down boy," I told him gently as I scratched his ear before climbing off the couch. I glanced at the clock and saw that it was almost eight at night, who the hell was coming over. I grabbed the baseball bat Charlie kept in the front closet, just in case it was Jacob, because there was no way that asshole was getting within ten feet of me ever again.
When I tentatively opened the door, I was shocked to see Edward standing on the other side, holding a large paper bag in his arms. "What the fuck are you doing here?"
"Nice to see you too sunshine," he said with a grin as he looked down at the bat and then up at me. Before I had a chance to say anything else, Scrappy forced his way between me and the door, immediately lunging at Edward who seemed just as excited to see him. "Wow, he definitely got big."
"Yeah, years and lots of food will do that to a dog," I deadpanned as Edward rolled his eyes. "Shouldn't you be sleeping?"
"I did. Three hours is basically all I get these days anyways. I think my body is preparing itself to be a doctor eventually," Edward replied casually as I shoved the baseball bat back into the closet and when I turned around he was closing the door behind him, as he moved into the house.
"Did I invite you in?" I questioned in frustration as Edward looked at me with disappointment in his eyes. He rested the bag down on the kitchen table and then began sorting through it, practically ignoring my existence. "Did you go deaf while you were away?"
"I didn't really come to see you, I came for Scrappy," he declared as grabbed a huge bone from the bag and showed it to the dog who was practically salivating with excitement. "You want this don't you boy?" Scrappy jumped up and rested his paws against Edward's chest, trying desperately to get the bone, which Edward finally relented and handed to him. "I ran into your dad outside the diner. He asked me to deliver this stuff for Scrappy because he saw he was out of food and you would need to feed him." I looked again and noticed a small bag of dog food and some random treats for Scrappy sitting there on the table.
"Oh… thanks," I said apologetically as Edward began moving around the kitchen and then the living room, surveying the surroundings. Virtually everything was untouched in the past few years, with the exception of a few new photos on the mantel which included Sue, Leah and Seth.
"Nothing much has changed huh? Décor wise I mean," he stated as I let out a small giggle.
"Who the fuck says 'décor'?"
"Shut it Swan. It was the first word that came to mind. I get grammatically confused when I'm nervous."
"You've known me since we were little kids Edward. There is no reason to be nervous around me anymore," I replied as Edward strolled around the back of the couch and I went into the kitchen to get another drink. "Would you like something to drink?"
"Um no… I didn't plan on staying long, I just wanted to get Scrappy that food since Charlie couldn't," he replied quietly as I grabbed a glass of water and headed back into the living room. Edward was petting Scrappy's head while he gnawed happily on the bone Edward had given him. "He's a really content dog huh?"
"Yeah," I replied quickly. "Well, unless you count when Jacob was around. Scrappy never really liked him much."
"Smart dog," Edward said with a wink that made my girly bits get excited for a brief moment. I shook the thoughts from my head, reminding myself that this man in front of me was still the boy who broke my heart years ago. "Perhaps he was trying to tell you something."
"Perhaps," I said anxiously as my eyes darted towards the door and Edward got my hint and stood up from his spot in front of the dog, who actually looked up from his bone with longing. It was really hilarious. "Well, I guess I will see you tomorrow afternoon right?"
"Yeah. I'm probably gonna go over to the hospital fairly early, but I will wait for you."
"Um… okay," I stammered as Edward walked towards the door and I couldn't help but lean forward, breathing him in like I needed him to live. It was so fucking pathetic, but I couldn't help it. Being this close to him brought back all of the feelings I had forced away since our argument over three years earlier. I was suddenly bombarded with visions of him pushing me up against the door, his hands roaming all over my body as he kissed the hell out of me. I found myself panting a second later and when I looked over at Edward, he seemed concerned.
"Is everything alright?"
"Yeah… it's fine. Tomorrow. I will see you tomorrow."
"Okay," he replied as he opened the door and stepped out into the warm May night. I closed it firmly behind him, locking it tight before heading back into the living room where my eyes went right to the coffee table where a book lay open to the very first page.
My fucking journal.
A/N: Certainly not a major cliffy right? I got a great rec for you this week. I have been pimping this story to everyone, and no one has been disappointed yet, so head on over to the profile for author 22blue and check out her one shot, One Weekend. It has been expanded into a story called Hints of Me, and both of them are fuckawesome.
Here's some bad news, I'm not ahead of the game on the next chapter, so I am not sure when I am going to post. Keep an eye on my blog, link on my profile page, for teasers and dates to when I will post next. Perhaps a major influx of reviews will make me write faster. LOL
