Chapter 3- What to do
I started to internally freak out because Bella wasn't here. What was I supposed to do? She's the whole reason I was excited to move here to this wet, dark, wasteland of Forks, Washington.
"Calm down, damn Rosalie she'll be back next week, don't worry. You know she doesn't visit her mom often so she knows you're here and she'll be back. She can't wait to see you ok, so relax." Alice exclaimed exasperated.
"Sorry I just so was excited and now she's not even here for me to hold her and kiss for which I have been dying to do for a while." I sighed; the pixie was right though my loving girl would be back. She didn't like being away from home for too long. Alice walked over and sat next to me and put an arm around me and squeezed my shoulders. "Yeah I guess you are right Alice." I resigned. Alice then perked up, "Told you, I'm usually right most of the time, I just kind of know things." She shrugged and smiled softly. I guess she isn't too bad, I mean for being a pixie.
After chatting with Alice for a little longer I decided to take a shower and get ready for my day. It was the weekend and I needed to go to Portland and find some shops to get some new clothing.
I was showered and dressed and groomed within about 45 minutes. I sauntered out adorned in a soft beige pleated sweater dress, which creased every one of curves and a matching pair of peep toe pumps with a stiletto heel. My hair pulled up in a curled ponytail and my bangs swooped to the side. My blues were painted in soft natural browns and lined in black with black mascara and clear glossed lips. I strolled over to my closet and pulled out my white and black Channel purse and took a look at the full length mirror that hung to the inside of my closet door and couldn't help but smirk. I looked like I just stepped out of a fashion magazine. I looked like a model straight out of Vogue. Yes I still read Vogue, who doesn't?
I walked through the house and out the front door while fetching my keys out of my purse. I clicked the unlock button and my BMW made the soft beep letting me know he was unlocked and ready to go. Yes he is a he and has a name, Brice; don't know why but I like it. It's sleek like him. I hopped in and started the engine, Brice started up purring with anxious anticipation to hit the road. I backed out of the driveway slowly till I was on the main drag and as soon as I threw him in drive I took off hitting the gas hard. Brice revved and then started to climb in speed till I was doing 70 on my way to Portland.
"Miss the store will be closing in 20 minutes." This dark haired pudgy faced woman with dirty glasses and dark gray eyes said to me as I entered the door.
"Oh really?" My voice snide as I threw her a wicked dirty look and checked my phone for the time. It was almost 9:30. 'You've been out all day Rose, don't you think you should go get something to eat and head back to the house?' My soft mental side tried being gentle but I told her to shut the fuck up and let me finish shopping, and I did. I bought a couple more new dresses, shoes, and skirts. After paying the pig lady that rudely greeted me I left and went to look for a place to get dinner.
After placing the bags in my car with the others I drove around and found a place that caught my eyes, "La Bella." Italian, sounds good. I parked and got out, locked my doors, and headed to the door. Walking inside I noticed it was just a small place, I walked over to the hostess, "Table for one please." My voice laced with sugar. The petite young girl looked up from her phone I'm guessing, "Oh s…sorry. Yes for one, r…r…right this w…way." She looked so frightened as she grabbed a menu and started to guild me to table in the back. She had vibrant red hair that was cut into a shaggy bob with soft hazel eyes and an oval face with slim nose and lips. Her petite frame held small hips and slender waist with about a B cup. She wasn't too bad looking. Her features held no makeup. She was pretty, at least something to look at. "Here you are Miss, can I get you something to drink?" She stared at the ground as I slide into the booth and put my purse down and started looking at the menu.
"Yes, a water with lemon and a coffee please." I said to her and she was quick to scurry away to go get it. I looked around and noticed the only waitress. Our eyes locked for a second and after seeing her I didn't want to have that bringing my food. The red head hurried back with my water and coffee and said Lisa will be right with me, "No no I don't want her waiting on me, I want you to do it. I'll take the creaser salad and Italian wedding soup combo and the garlic bed." I smiled to her not letting her get the chance to disagree. She nodded wrote everything down then scurried off again to get my order into the computer. No sooner she did that Lisa came fuming over to my table after having a heated discussion with the red head, "Excuse me Miss, but she's only the hostess why did you not wait for me to come over and take your order?" You could tell the thing named Lisa was trying to keep her temper in check.
"I did that because after looking at you I wasn't impressed and didn't want you anywhere near my meal in fear of you ruining it and tainting it with your negativity and sorry negativity doesn't very appetizing." I threw the coldest look and tone of voice at her as I could muster. She gasped and her dirt brown eyes blazed with anger, her chunky cheeks burning red. "How dear you say that bitch." She shouted at me. I just scoffed a laugh, "Really is that all you can possibly say?" I glared at her. She was slightly shorter than me, maybe 5'4" and ½ and was covered in sleeve tattoos that looked like they belonged on a guy. Her hair a faded black that looked like it was out of a bottle and put up like Amy Winehouse's. Her makeup looked like she belonged in a haunted house. Her eyes were coated in black, lined in black and even her lips were painted black. Fuck I knew Goths prettier than her; she just looked like the latest haunted attraction just lost part of their show.
"You can get out of my restaurant." She screamed. I just laughed as I seen someone approaching the scene. He was a tall male with a lean build but you could see the muscles rippling under his dark green button down. He wore black slacks, a pair of dark brown dress shoes, and a black tie as well. He had soft honey colored locks that were slicked back and matching mustache and gote. He came to a stop next to Lisa; once she noticed his presence she became quiet and looked almost fearful about what he might say if he was even going to speak at all.
"What in the hell is going on here?" His voice firm and demanding as he took in the situation a little more.
"This woman was giving me a hard time sir, so I asked her to remove herself from the restaurant." Lisa's voice got suddenly quiet as she stared at the carpet like it had become the most interesting thing in the world.
"Is that so…" His voice cut short when his eyes turned toward me. I watched him visibly gulp as his hazel orbs traveled from my blues south to my toes then back up.
"Yes actually it is." I finally decided it was time to chime in to let him know I caught what he was doing. 'Yes I know I am probably this hottest thing on two legs that you have ever laid eyes on but seriously can't you be more professional and Christ I'm taken fuck.' My inner self was rolling her eyes and throwing her hands up into the air in exasperation.
"What…what seems to be the problem?" He smiled sweetly at me, "And by the way I'm Jonathon the manager." He extended his hand out and I took it and shook it firmly. "Rosalie and the problem is I don't want this thing to touch my plate, for one she not a sight to behold and for two she's a rude bitch and I don't appreciate it. So I told that cute little red head you have working that she was to wait on me." I flipped my blonde locks over my shoulder and shot out before Lisa could even get a word in. "Also…" I continued, "I don't like how she treats your other employees. She's very disrespectful and condescending. If this is the type of business that is run here than I'm leaving before I get my food but the little red head will get her tip still." My voice firm and cold.
"I'm so sorry about that Ma'am, I will take for responsibility. You," He glared at Lisa before continuing, "Kitchen my office and stay there till I'm finished here and can deal with you."
"But...bu…" Lisa sounded appalled at what was going on here. "No buts, my office NOW!" Jonathan demanded. She skulked her way to his office as he turned back to me, "Again I am so deeply sorry Ms. Rosalie. I have been having a problem with her and this is the final time anyone will ever complain about her ever again. Your meal is on me." He smiled with a friendly kindness to him.
"I wasn't going for that I'm just not the one to put up with other's bullshit." I had a very icy, acidy, clipped tone when I spoke.
"No no of course not, she is gone after today and I do hope you will come back in the future, and might I add what I beautiful name to match such a beautiful young woman." His voice became as smooth as creamy peanut butter.
"Thank you but sorry to inform you I don't swing that way, but again thank you for taking care of that problem." The smug smirk planted itself on my lips as his mouth hung open after finding out I was into woman.
After finishing my meal and tipping the cute little red head generously, I grabbed my bag and proceeded out to my car. Just as I was sliding into the driver's seat Lisa came running out of the restaurant sobbing like a maniac, 'Serves you right sweetheart. Being a waitress who is a massive cunt gets you no tips and the loss of your job.' I snickered at my inner self because she was just plain mean. I finally decided it was time to head back to the house and get some sleep.
I pulled into the driveway and threw my door open after parking and shutting off the car. I grabbed all my bags closed my door and locked my car. No sooner I was threw the front door I heard a screech. Alice was being tickled by Jasper in the living room, I thought it best just to go up to my room and leave them alone.
Once in my room I placed the bags on the floor and started stripping off my out while walking to the closet. I pulled out my cream colored silk street length night gown and slipped into it. Crawling into bed I heard an insane beeping coming from my purse that was sitting on the floor.
I hurried over and rummaged through it to find it was my cell phone going off. I crawled back into bed and unlocked my phone; it was text messages from my Bella.
Rose, baby I'm so sorry I wasn't there to see you get off the plane. –B
Rose, baby are you there? –B
Rosalie why are you ignoring me? Did I do something wrong? –B
Baby please answer me. I'm sorry. :'( -B
Rosalie I'm so desperately sorry. I shouldn't have come to see my mother I should have been there. I'm horrible. I'm sorry I made you hate me. I'll leave you alone. –B
My personal blonde ray of sunshine please don't leave me because of this. –B
I love you Ro. –B
I gasped I didn't even hear my phone going off; I hurried to text her back as quick as possible.
My beautiful bell, I'm not mad, I don't hate you, and I'm not leaving you. I was out shopping all day and then got into a nice heated situation with this bitch waitress and got the fucking whore fired. I just didn't hear my phone going off. I love you too. I can't wait for you to get back to see you. I have missed you so much. –Ro
A few minutes later my phone beeped again.
Oh thank god. I got so scared Rose I thought you were so upset with me that you wanted nothing to do with me anymore. –B
I sighed reading her replied, 'My Bella the most jump to conclusions and stress out about them person I have ever known'.
Bella I can't ever get upset with you unless you really do something to piss me the fuck off you know that. I think we've only fought what 4x's since we've been together. So stressin' so much you're goin' to give yourself worry lines and early wrinkles damnit. –Ro
I know I know, I'm sorry I just feel like one day I'm going to wake up and all this will have been just a dream.-B
She is impossible sometimes. I mean I feel like she will never understand how much I truly love her. I have told her numerous times that I'm not going anywhere. How many times do I honestly have to repeat myself till she gets it? I texted her back again this time a long text that hopefully will make her understand.
Jesus fucking Christ woman you're impossible. Bella I love you and I'm not going anywhere. Do you think I would've moved here if I didn't love you? I can tell you right now that I wouldn't have and would've instead gone with my parents to London. See now? Bella I'm here because of you, because I love you. Now stop it. –Ro
My phone was silent for a good ten minutes. I had started to get anxious awaiting her response when finally I hear the 'ping' letting me know she replied back.
I'll stop. I understand. I love you Rosalie Hale. I can't wait till I get back and can feel your hug and kiss again. I miss you so much. But I'm getting tried so I am going to get my butt to bed. Goodnight my blonde haired, blue eyed beauty. I will text you in the morning as soon as I wake up I promise. And P.S. that last text made me smile and giggle like a school girl so bad that Emmett came into my room as asked what I was so giddy about. I told him. P.S.S. Emmett knows. P.P.S.S He knows, is ok with it and wanted me to tell you that "Tell her I said damn your girlfriend is hot and really sexy and how do you luck out with her when I can even manage to get a girls number" LOL. But night night Ro Ro. Love you. XOXOX –B
I smiled from ear to ear reading it and started to laughwhen she said about her half brother telling me I was hot and sexy.
Goodnight my beautiful Bella. Sleep well my baby and sweetest of sweet dreams. I can't wait till I get to hold you and kiss you again. Oh, and tell that half witted half brother of yours that I said thanks and I'm happily taken. Night, love you. XoXoX –Ro
After that I set my phone on the charger and curled up under the covers in bed and drifted into a deep peaceful sleep knowing my girl missed me and that she can't wait to be here with me where she belongs.