Authors Note: Merry Christmas. I hope you guys like this one, sorry it is a bit of a downer. But, Jake and Alex bonding, YAY!


Chapter 51 – Ice-Cream

Jacob's POV

"You seriously worked on this car yourself?" Alex asked in surprise as we drove into the nearest city.

"Yep," I confirmed proudly. "Pretty much built the thing myself, well put it together at the very least." I turned to smile at my girlfriend's blond friend.

She stared at me in thought for a moment before stating, "Yunno if you were a chick, I would totally screw you." We both had a good laugh at her comment before I thought to ask.

"So you like engines?" Maybe this girl was more interesting than I thought.

"I think girls who know engines are hot?" She smiled at me as if to say, 'does that count?' "Do you have a sister?" She asked in jest.

I knew she was kidding yet I answered anyway. "Three," Alex raised an eyebrow. "Two are happily married, one of them even has kids, and the other..." I paused as I considered what to say about why Leah was single. "Is straight." Was all I could think of.

"I can fix that." Alex responded with a cheeky wink.

"I'm the only one who is interested in engines though." I added and her enthusiasm died. "Oh well, I guess I'll just have to fuck the chick selling ice-cream then." She shrugged jokingly.

I instantly started looking around. "There is a chick selling ice-cream?" I asked as I spotted the ice-cream place and instantly spun around to park out the front. "Do you want an ice-cram?" climbing out of the car. "I'm buying."

"See now that I hate." Alex began as she followed me towards the store. "I hate it when guys buy things for girls, it's like prostitution. Girl's flash their tits and guys buy shit for them, and then, any girl who has some self respect is instantly expected to put out when guys do stuff for them." She continued her rant as we walked through the glass doors and approached the counter where I ordered two ice creams.

"Hey!" She complained as the lady handed he two cones. "What part of I hate it when guys buy things for girls made you think I wanted you to buy me an ice-cream?" Alex complained as she followed me to the table in the corner.

I fought back a laugh at her determination to be independent and smiled at her as I sat down. "Oh this isn't for you." I told her feeling quite proud of myself. "This is the one I will eat." I said holding up the one in my right hand. I then held up the one in my left hand and said, "And this is the one I will watch melt, unless someone else decides to eat it instead." I smiled at my clever choice of words as Alex gave me the finger and took the ice-cream.

As I ate the cold treat, I enjoyed the change of temperature and the relief it brought my still sore cheek.

"Okay, care to explain why you are making orgasm faces at your ice-cream?" The blond girl in front of me asked with a raised eyebrow.

I hadn't realised I was making faces. "I just like eating cold things because I got punched in the face and it still hurts a little." Why lie to her? I thought. Nessie trusts her.

She looked at me curiously. "Who punched you and why?" She asked as she narrowed her eyes in suspicion.

"Renesmee punched me because I laughed at something she said." I admitted and Alex's demeanour cooled somewhat.

"So just to clarify, you don't just go around and get into fights?" She asked and I understood her earlier reaction.

"No, she warned me she would punch me if I laughed at her and I couldn't help it." I shrugged and decided now was as good a time as any to change the subject. "Alex can I ask you something?" I queried.

"Yes I will have two girl one guy threesome's with you and your incredibly sexy girlfriend." She stated attacking her ice-cream.

"That… That is not what I was going to ask!" I stuttered and she met my eyes with her clear amusement. Understanding that her comment was a joke I took a breath and continued. "One second you were so in love with Renesmee it hurts, and the next you are talking about sleeping with every girl you see?" I asked not meeting her eye.

She stopped and looked at me. "You have no idea how therapeutic sex can be." Alex told me and I could just feel another rant coming on. She licked her ice-cream before continuing to prevent it from making a mess as she spoke. "During sex there is a large build up of feelings and it feels as though your body is being would up like a coil." She paused again to catch the drips of her frosty refreshment. "And then there is this release that just makes you feel amazing, as though all your worries have just washed away for a second." At every pause she would devour a little more of her ice-cream before continuing. "And then that second passes and you feel like crap because the chick in your arms is not the one you are in love with. And you feel as though you are being unfaithful to her when you know that if you told her about the chick you just screwed she would probably high five you and ask for details because she doesn't feel that way about you. And then you just feel disgusted with yourself." She met my eyes I couldn't help but feel bad for her. "Or is that just me?" She asked, jokingly attempting to lighten the mood. "Point being, if I have to chose between crying like a girl, and having sex that makes me feeling amazing for a second before I get so disgusted with myself that I can't even look at my own reflection in the mirror, there is really no contest." She continued eating her ice-cream before adding. "Besides, I like sex."

And with that we both fell silent and ate.


~SophieAngel69