A/N: Thank you to the new reviewers, I appreciate you! :)
You guys might not be too happy with this chapter… or maybe you will if you're a little insane… like me :)
~Don't worry about the darkness in my soul, it ignites me like an embered coal~
Jake gets a bit of an upper hand and stabilizes his footing, charging back against Edward pushing him against the wall next to the front door. They scuffle, each holding their own, getting some hits in.
Edward may be thinner but he's still pretty muscular and only 2 inches shorter than Jake, plus he definitely has technique when it's comes to fighting – he sure does it a lot.
"Why the fuck are you with my girl, I'm going to fucking kill you." The venom in Edward's voice makes my body shudder.
"What the fuck are you talking about?" Jake screams back.
Well that little form of communication didn't solve anything because they continue to thrash, pushing and pulling against each other.
I don't know what to do and stand frozen there like a deer in headlights, hiding in the entrance of Jake's bedroom – not even realizing how much worse this is going to look.
I need to do something; they're going to kill each other. I run over to the living room, where they've ended up on the floor, rolling around – each one struggling to gain the upper hand.
Edward has met his match; I'm sure it isn't often that he meets someone that challenges him and matches his strength.
They were really roughing each other up, blood dripping onto the floor from both of their faces.
It's easier for me to grab Edward at the angle he's in, so I reach down to grip his bicep. I feel his strained muscles tensing as he roughly pulls away from me, not paying me the slightest attention.
This is nothing like the last time I managed to pull him away from a fight; this time he wasn't only furious with the guy he was beating his fists into but his anger was also directed towards me – he wouldn't stop and listen to me. No trace of rationality inside of him.
The rage in Edward's face was as bad if not worse than the night I found out about his past.
I thought we were moving on from that. He made me believe that he was going to work on his anger – that he wanted to become better.
"Stop…" I cried out, hoping they would just fucking stop already. They were both becoming out of breath but no one wanted to back down first, their punches becoming sloppy, not really hurting each other anymore.
They both ignored me. "Edward… Jake, fucking STOP!" I shouted at the top of my lungs.
Edward finally listens to me but not because of my distress – it's my turn to experience his wrath now. He eerily gets off of Jake and slowly turns around to face me.
His glare is burning me alive, his breathing rough and shallow. His eyes are a startling onyx I've never seen before, I can barely make out the jade – that's odd. Before he can spew the venom from his mouth, Jake stands up and cuts him off.
"Bella, what the fuck is all of this?" He accuses me. Why the hell is he blaming me, it's not like I told Edward that I was here.
The alarm finally goes off in my head – how the hell did he find me?
"I have no idea!" I'm trembling. "Edward, how did you know I was here?" I know that's probably not the best question to ask first, it just makes me look like I'm hiding something even more.
"I fucking followed you, that's how. I was outside your house when I called you; I wanted to surprise my fucking girlfriend. You sounded all sketchy and suspicious on the phone; you can't lie to save your life. I knew you were hiding something." He clenches his jaw and grinds his teeth. "I knew you wouldn't bail on me to run some errands with your Dad. Come on Bella, if you're going to lie, lie better than that. Have you forgot that we've been inseparable for the last few months and I know you inside and out," he spits out crudely, shifting his glare to Jake as he emphasizes the last words.
"Baby please, calm down. It's not what you think, nothing is going on," I plead, holding my hands out while I slowly walk closer to him; as if I'm approaching an unleashed animal that can attack at any moment.
"Don't fucking lie to me! Why were you in his room then?" He roars in rage.
"Because I was hiding from the psycho trying to break the door down!"
Jake is staring at us, not saying a word, taking us in like we're a fucking soap opera.
"What the fuck are you doing at this guy's house in the first place? I swear to God Bella, if you were about to fuck him or did fuck him, I'm going to burn this fucking house down." He's completely enraged and dangerous – like a lethal weapon. His voice gritty and cruel, a malevolent gleam in eyes that could kill someone, his body shaking with rage.
There's something different about him today, I can't place my finger on it but something is off. He just seems much more aggressive and erratic than he usually is at his worst. Dread fills my body.
That's when Jake steps in to protect me. Edwards usually the one to protect me and at this moment, someone else feels like I need protection against him.
"Look dude, we weren't fucking. Now you better fucking talk to Bella with some respect…"
I zone out the rest of Jake's words as I glance at Edward's hands.
His fists are so tightly clenched that I can see his veins throbbing. One hand slowly moves to his jacket pocket, my eyes widen in alarm, reliving a past memory.
Last time he reached in his pocket, he pulled out a knife to stab it into a tree. I wasn't going to take a risk. I genuinely didn't know what Edward was capable of in this state of mind. Right before I'm about to scream, he pulls out…
A fucking napkin. I breathe out in relief as if a massive boulder was just removed from my chest. He dabs at the blood dripping down his nose. Well at least the Edward I first met hasn't made an appearance.
The irony of the situation, the shock and panic I feel and probably just me losing my mind makes me burst out in uncontrollable laughter. I don't even know why I'm laughing; nothing is funny about this situation.
I'm officially insane. Edward has caused me to go crazy, just like him - a match made in hell.
My laughter cuts off their arguement. Jake and Edward stare at me, frozen in shock… and fear? They look more afraid of me than of each other. I could imagine what I look like right now.
They look like a fucking disaster... and kind of hot. Yup, I'm mental. Blood scattered against their bodies; a stark contrast between the two of them, with Edward's pale ivory skin and Jake's dark russet skin. Their clothing ripped and tattered. Light bruises forming on their faces and small cuts scattered - making them look rugged, damaged.
My laughing eventually turns to sobs and I'm just standing there, bawling as tears pour down my face.
What the fuck is wrong with us; will we ever be normal?
I need to get us out of here before we go even crazier. I try my hardest to force a bit of sanity back in my mind.
"Edward, I swear on my life, we weren't doing anything. Jake is my friend, one of the guys I told you about when we first met. I promise I would never cheat on you." Tears still trickling down my flushed cheeks. I slowly tread towards him carefully and gently place my palm against his warm hand. He doesn't pull away this time.
He stares at me with a confused, tortured, heartbreaking look – wanting to believe me but not trusting me. This is why we will never last; he'll never completely let me in or trust me.
A light flickers on in my mind; I can't believe I've been so clueless this whole time – forgetting one of the most important things he's confided in me.
His ex-girlfriend cheated on him. The one that's dead – the one that died right after he found out that she cheated on him. Fuck. Guilt rises up in my throat and chokes me. I feel like I'm going to throw up.
After what feels like an eternity of silence and thick tension in the air, he grabs my hand and pulls me towards the front door.
I don't say anything to Jake, knowing if I do, that will set Edward off again. I can't even look at Jake, I won't be able to take the hurt and betrayal on his face for abandoning him again – after promising him I wouldn't. I'm in love with Edward but Jake has always been a huge part of my life and I can't lose him. Well most likely I will now, he'll never forgive me for this.
A/N: I know that Bella may seem weak in this chapter and will let Edward get away with anything but she'll eventually have a breaking point. I'm sure we've all been at a point in life where we turn our heads or justify a horrible action from a loved one. It's very easy to be blinded by love and not see the wrong everyone else does. She's just trying to be her version of rational and avoid things from getting worse.