"Yo yo yo, Bella, BELLAAAAA Wake up, bella? You're awake right? Beeeeeellllllllaaaaaaa"
"FUCKING DIE" I yelled at Quil, waking up rough from last night. I looked around and didn't recognize a thing, but pretty much everyone is here passed out in someone's living room.
"You love me don't act like you don't." He teasingly scoffed, sitting on the arm of the sofa by my feet.
"I was dreaming dude" Embry complained, mumbling into a pillow on the floor. I ruffled his hair sympathetically and yawned out a 'go back to sleep' before climbing over him to look for a bathroom. My head is killing and I'm still a little woozy.
"Where ya going bells" Quil whined.
"Somewhere" I look around and decide the bathrooms probably upstairs, so staggered into the hall. I could hear some conversation in the kitchen from the hallway, and I have no manners so of course I paused to listen.
"Charlie called a couple of hours ago asking for Bella," Jake? Yeah, sounded like Jake.
"And what did you tell him?" I figured out it was Sam and Jake talking, but it didn't really make that much sense.
"Nothing really, just that after the party, she said she was crashing with a friend."
"He okay with that?"
"He wanted to come get her, said they had a fishing trip planned." Oh shit, I forgot. There was a pause. "I told him to take Seth and that she'd just stay on the res till they get back."
"And whens that?"
"A couple days, but I told Seth to try and stall."
"Okay, that should do it. Jake I need to hear you say that you're not gonna cause any trouble with Paul about this." I heard a chair scrape the floor.
"It's bullshit." Jake started. My nose started to tickle, oh God no, I tried to stop it but there was no stopping that sneeze. I heard steps towards the kitchen door and ran upstairs. The fuck did I just hear?
I found the bathroom thanks to the cutesy sign on the door and locked myself in. I stumbled over to the sink and splashed my face with water, man I look like shit. I turned the water off and sat on the throne. What happened last night? The last I remembered… I mean no it's stupid. I thought I was going home with Jacob, man I must have been out of it. I tried to laugh but I couldn't find the will. I peed and freshened up a bit before there was a knock at the door.
"Uh Bells, you okay?" Jake was on the other side. I turned the lock and opened the door a crack.
"If massively hungover is okay then yeah,"
"We should talk about last night…" Both of us avoided all eye contact.
"Oh. That." I opened the door and tried to wipe the cringe off my face, not that successfully.
"Uh" "I was…" We both started at the same time, paused, laughed awkwardly and he waved for me to start.
"We can just like… forget about it, I mean not like forget, but like it shouldn't be weird" I stare at my feet, feeling sick as a dog.
"What if I don't want to forget about it?" He mumbled under his breath.
"Oh." So confused.
"I mean it makes sense, right? You and me." He sounded so defeated for someone trying to DTR like he already knew it was going badly before it started.
"You mean like a couple…?" Please say no.
"I'm being too much, fuck, uh, I'm not saying right now… Just, ugh. I liked where we were headed last night." He pushed his back against the wall and slid down to the floor.
"Umm, me too. I just hadn't thought about it." I sat on the floor opposite him.
"Like not at all?" He sounded so hurt. I fucked up.
"No, no, I thought about it but, just like you were saying not now. I mean uh, you haven't seen me the last few years, I'm kinda a mess Jake"
"Just… Ugh. Ignore me."
Long awkward pause.
"JAKE, OUTSIDE NOW" Someone yelled from the bottom of the stairs.
"Who's that?"
"Don't worry about it," He got up.
"Paul, that's Paul right?" I realized.
"I'll see you later," He walked down the stairs. I followed him, Sam was waiting at the bottom stairs with Paul. What is going on?! Sam grabbed Jacob by the arm and pulled him out the front door. I went to go after them but Paul stopped me, standing in the way.
"Hey" He leaned against the door so there was no getting past him.
"What's your problem?" I scoffed, shoving him but he didn't move, just laughed.
"How much you remember last night?" He sounded so smug I wanted to punch him. I didn't because I'm a good person a shit but I wanted to.
"Why"
"Just wondering," He grabbed my arms and pushed me against the door. "You gonna quit shoving me? Hmm?" He held my wrists in his hands looking down at me with a heated gaze.
"Mhmm" I nod, surprised at how I instinctively surrendered so fast. He leant in, coming closer until there was no space between us, I thought he was gonna kiss me until he ran his nose up the side of my neck, I couldn't help but shudder as his lips touched my skin, so briefly, so lightly I wondered if it even happened.
"Mm you like that huh?" He whispered in my ear, his hot breath on my neck making me feel crazy.
"No," I tried to front, my head was spinning, what is happening?
"You lying to me?" He sounded amused, tightening his grasp on my wrists as if to remind me that he still had them. I would have said no again, but all I could do was let out a breathy moan as he bit into the crook of my neck, pressing his body up against mine. It felt so good I didn't want him to stop, until he bit harder, I yelped like a puppy and he bit harder still, I struggled against him but it just felt more intense, he was breathing hard into my neck his body so tense holding me there, somehow he bit harder again I knew he was cutting skin, I felt him start to relax as soon as I stopped fighting him. Slowly he started to unsink his teeth from my neck, both of us breathing heavy in silence.
"What" I started saying, and he pressed his lips against mine, rough, teeth and tongue. He lets go of my wrists and holds my face in his hands, for a moment I think about telling him to fuck off, but I can't help myself, I grab fistfuls of his shirt, pulling him impossibly closer. He pulls back for breath, strokes my hair behind my ear.
"It's Bella, right?" He pants, smirking at me.
"You asshole, you didn't know my name?!" I pushed him back and he played along, chuckling at me with such a naughty glint in his eyes.
"Hey I got it right didn't I?" He looked me up and down, biting his lip a little.
"Ugh. Okay, I've decided I don't like you." My head was clearing a little. "And hey, what was all that about Jake, I don't understand..."
"Don't know what you're talking about" He lied, blatantly. I shook my head at him, giving him shady eyes, and opened the front door, wrongly thinking Sam and Jake would be out there. But they weren't.
"I'm feelin nice, give me your hand." He puts his hand out towards me.
"No, get fucked." I looked around for any sign of them, but saw nothing. He cleared his throat, I looked back at him and there he was with his hand still waiting for mine, and a look that said, 'really?'. I groaned and gave him my hand. He pulled out a pen and wrote something, admired his handiwork and then let go again, and just like that he strolled off and nonchalantly yelled over his shoulder 'try not to miss me too much'.
Fuck him.
AN: Thank you for reading, reviewing, following, or favouriting, lemme know what you're thinking and ask questions if I'm not being clear haha. To Twin68 and anyone else wondering where Paul disappeared to, the wolves are running patrols, which is why Jared left when Paul showed up again. That's why no one made a fuss, and he imprinted at the very end of Chapter two, which is why Quil goes 'oh shit' because they know what's happening. Thanks :P
