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Don't Ask Why (Vanessa Hudgens)
First Bad Habit (Vanessa Hudgens)
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BPOV-
I stepped out of the shower carefully, I had fallen while getting out of the shower plenty of times, and I didn't feel like it today. I yawned, still tired. I had a very strange dream last night. The whole dream was about Edward. I brushed the thought to the side of my mind as I dried off. I knew Jacob would be calling me today, and I wasn't looking forward to it. I brushed my and hair and blow dried it quickly. I slipped into a pair of volleyball shorts and a tank top. My shorts were black, and my tank top was green. I let my hair down today, not feeling like putting it up. I skipped down the stairs; Charlie was sitting at the kitchen table drinking some coffee while reading the newspaper. I sighed, feeling lazy.
"Hey Bells," I smiled. "Hey Dad," I wasn't supposed to call him Charlie, to his face at least. I searched through the fridge lazily. He sipped his coffee. "Did you sleep okay?" I nodded, grabbing a few eggs and a pan. I set the pan on the stove and turned it on, cracking the eggs and letting them fall on the pan, making a sizzle sound. "Yea it was pretty good," I shrugged. "How late are you going to be at work today?" he frowned, glancing at the clock. "Probably late, my usual," he shrugged. I giggled, pushing the eggs around in the pan. It was silent for a few moments; I finished my eggs and threw them on a plate, added some salt and pepper and sat down at the table. Charlie looked very involved in the newspaper so I kept to myself. I was usually at home alone each day, except on school days, since I was at school all day. I got used to it quickly, it wasn't that bad actually. I spent a lot of time at the music store or the book store. I remembered a few weeks ago I spent over four hours at the book store reading a book and listening to my IPod.
I popped another bite of my eggs into my mouth and sighed. Charlie raised his gaze to me, "Are you working today Bells?" I nodded. I worked at the local music and book store, my two favorite things. Lucky me, huh? Not really, I got paid very little, but I loved it there, so I never bothered to ask about it. "Yea but only until lunch, they're letting me out early today," I smiled. He returned the smile and started folding up the newspaper. "Well I better jet, I'll be late at this rate," he glanced at the clock as he set his glass by the sink. I stood up and gave him a hug and a kiss on the cheek, "See you later tonight, Dad," he smiled and headed out the door. I scrapped around my eggs, not feeling as hungry as I thought I was. I sighed and finished my eggs.
After cleaning up the kitchen a bit I ran up the stairs and turned on so me music. I danced around and sang along with Selena Gomez until I decided I would be late enough for work. I switched into a pair of tight, but not too tight, jeans. I examined myself in the mirror, the jeans really showed off my shape. I shrugged and slipped into a black tank top, and than a shoulder sleeve white shirt with black spots on it. The spots looked like someone spilled black ink across it, it was very cute. I glanced into the mirror again, I looked pretty good for once. I curled my hair so it was wavy an applied my makeup. After I finished in the bath room I skipped into my bedroom and turned off my music, grabbed my black purse and slipped on my Vans shoes, they were really comfortable. I ran down the stairs and grabbed my keys, heading out the door and locking it. I danced along to my car, glad it wasn't raining yet. I slipped into my truck and sighed. I started the car and pulled out, heading off to work. I groaned as I pulling into the parking lot. Mike was already there, great. I was counting on him not working with me all day today. Damn, there went my good day. I sighed, climbing out of my truck and dragging myself to the door.
"Hey there Bella," I looked up at him, he scanned my body up and down like I was some playboy model. "You're looking sexy today," I rolled my eyes, "Save it Mike," he smirked at me. "Someone is a little crabby today, no?" I glared at him as I walked past him to put my things in the lockers they had for the workers. I came back out slowly, I ran straight into Mike. He smirked, his face inches from mine, "Come on Bells, you know you're just dying to come home with me," he raised his eye brows at me. I rolled my eyes again. "Mike, you make me want to throw up, not make out with you," I pushed past him and I felt him run his hand across my hip, I ignored it, not wanting to break his nose at that moment. God, he was such an idiot!
I walked over to the music section of the store and started organizing the Rap and Hip Hop music. I sighed, this was going to be a long, long day. I thought about Edward and his amazing smile. I wasn't interested in a boyfriend right now, okay so I hadn't been for a ling while, but he seemed like a good friend, right? I stood there fixing the CD's humming to some of the music that was playing in the background. I felt something run down my back and wrap around my stomach. I groaned, "Mike leave me the hell alone!" He let me go. "You know you want me Bells," I turned and glared at him. "Stop calling me Bells, asshole," he raised and eye brow amused by me, "Oh, is that was your boyfriend calls you," I felt my stomach flare. How did he know about Jacob? "Stay out of my life Mike," he smiled coming closer to my face. "Let me know when he hits you again, then," That was it. I hit him right on the chin and he fell back from me.
"Damn Bella, I wonder what you'd be like if you did come home with me," he smirked, rubbing his chin. I picked up a CD case and threw it at him. He dodged it and skipped away, "You can't stand it, you love me," he laughed. I growled turning back to the CD's. Stupid Mike Newton.
I spent most of my day organizing while Mike and a few other workers dealt with the people. I would say hi to people and help them, but I mostly kept to myself. I almost threw up when I saw Mike making out with some girl I recognized from school. I snuck off and listened to music for a few hours, but I heard Mike coming so I basically ran to the other side of the store. My day went very slowly, and it seemed that lunch would never come.
I sat there leaning against a desk, staring up at the clock. It clicked another minute by. I bit my lip, this was pure evil. I rested my head on my hand and tapped my fingers impatiently with the other. I heard Mike on the other side of the book case talking to one of his guy friends. I rolled my eyes as he stared bragging about making out with the girl I saw earlier that morning. I glared at the clock, another minute ticked by. I sat up and stretched. By time I checked out it would be twelve o' clock, right? I skipped past the people browsing the books, smiling innocently. When I saw the check out desk I might have sped up to a run but who would notice? I checked out and grabbed my stuff from my locker, practically running to the front door. I heard someone yell my name and I turned to see it was just Mike, I rolled my eyes, "Later sexy," he waved at me. I choked down my breakfast.
I was digging in my purse when I ran straight into someone. I almost fell back on my butt but he caught my wrist and wrapped his arm around my waist, pulling me backup. I giggled looking up. I mentally slapped myself. God Edward must think I'm always tripping over myself!
"Hey Edward," he smiled at me. I realized he still had his arm wrapped around my waist, he noticed too and let me go, seeming unwilling. I smiled, cheeks getting hotter. "Hey Bella," I tried to look innocent. "So, do you like, work here," he pointed behind him, I looked behind him like an idiot just to see Mike Newton glaring at us. I felt my throat dry up and I grabbed his wrist, "Um, let's get lunch," I muttered dragging him to the Subway across the street. He agreed with a confused look on his face. Once we were a safe distance away from Mike I let out my breath.
"So what was that about?" he asked as we sat down at one of the tables. I sipped my Pepsi, "Oh the guy I work with is a big player and I seem to be one of the few girls he can't get to go home with him," I rolled my eyes and he laughed. "He was watching us and I would rather not be in the middle of him trying to make you jealous or something," I unwrapped my sandwich and started eating it. He had a thoughtful look on his face. "So, you do work there?" I nodded. "They pay me in coins though, I swear," I laughed with him at my own stupid job. "Mike's parents own the store and he won't let them give me a raise because he's mad," I sighed. "He just won't get over himself. He's the big jock at our school too," I groaned at the thought of going to school the next day. I only got Saturdays off since I started working.
"Sounds like an asshole," I laughed sarcastically. "You have no idea. They guy is always touching me and stuff, it bugs the hell out of me," I rolled my eyes again, but I could have sworn he flinched. "What do you mean he touches you?" he looked somewhat worried, but he hid it well enough that I wasn't sure. "He just touches my hips and stuff, I hit him in the face today and threw CD at him, it scared him off for a while," I shrugged, taking another bite of my sandwich. He smiled at me, "Sounds like you know what to do with him," he laughed but I didn't get the joke. We chatted about music, books, everything I could think of. He made me laugh a lot, which was nice since I hadn't had a lot of laughing in over three months. I also smiled more, I felt happier with him around. He really was a good friend, but I wasn't ready for someone to love me again, or at least tell me they loved me, not yet.
I was surprised when he even liked the same music as me. I liked most of any music genre, but he even liked the classical music I liked. I found myself blushing a lot also. I was laughing about him telling me something Emmet did the other day when my cell phone started ringing. I pulled it out and felt my heart sink, Jake. I gulped and felt the color in my face drain. "Who is it?" he asked. I shook my head, popping the phone open and clicking the 'End" button quickly. "Um, just, an old friend," I shook my head, trying to get Jacob out of my head. "Oh, well, If you want I can walk you back to your truck," he winked at me and I felt my heart being lifted again. I nodded, tucking my phone back into my purse. I threw away my half eaten sandwich and refilled my cup with Pepsi. I followed Edward across the street to my truck.
I said good bye and turned to climb into the truck when I stopped and turned around to say something, but he was much closer than I had expected. He smiled his crooked smile, his cold breath sending my heart into a frenzy, "Um, I, I-I uh," I stared up at his eyes in a daze. He was too amazing, it just wasn't fair! I looked down and he stepped back. "Um, you should come over sometime, or something, we should hang out," I managed to say with a normal voice, to my surprise. He smiled again, "I'm looking forward to it, Bella," I almost dropped to the ground when he said my name. I nodded, he winked and turned to walk over to his car. I felt my heart sink as he walked away, I smiled.
When I got home I threw my purse on the couch and ran upstairs. I turned on some music and started cleaning my room. I reorganized my (millions) of CD's, cleaning them and making sure the right CD was in the right case. I sang along with Miley Cyrus's new CD 'Breakout'. I had always loved to sing, but I had really bad stage fright and could never sing in front of people, even if I would love to be a singer.
It didn't take long for me to clean my room. So I turned down the music and ran down the stairs. I picked through my purse trying to find my cell phone. When I finally found it I noticed I had three missed calls. I sighed, al from Jacob Black. I listened to the messages he left. The first one he seemed pretty calm, "Hey Bells, it's me, um, just get back to me when you can," I erased that message and listened to the next one, he seemed more in a panic and a little tense, "Bells, I'm really hoping you are just away form the phone and you aren't hanging out with some guy getting all over him! Just pick up your damn phone already! God," he hung up. I clenched my teeth together, what an asshole. I really didn't want to listen to the next one, but I did. "Isabella Swan, you better not be sleeping around with some guys right now because you're still my Bells, mine! I haven't let you go, you still belong to me, you're mine! Damn it!" he hung up. I let my hand slowly fall from my ear.
He was never going to let me go, let it go. He was so stupid, he actually thought that I would be running around sleeping with guys right now! I'm not some slut. I felt the tears starting to build in my eyes. I fought them back, feeling stupid. He was all the way down in Phoenix, he wasn't going to hurt me; he couldn't touch me here. I felt my heart rate slowing, and I took a deep breath. I had to learn to calm down. I stood up and walked around in circles, I had to do something to get him off my mind. An idea hit me, but I felt a little scared to do it. I glanced outside, it wasn't raining yet, but it looked like it would start up at any minute. I took another deep breath and grabbed my purse, running out the front door. I ran straight past my truck and down the side walk, I turned the corner and ran along. The rain suddenly picked up and I felt my self getting soaked. I sighed, my running plan didn't work out that great.
I ran straight up to his house and rang the doorbell. I stood there like an idiot. The door swung open and Emmet stood there with one eye brow raised. I shook my head, I was soaked in rain and it was still falling on my face. "Can I talk to Edward," he nodded slowly and then turned and called for Edward. I saw hi running down the stairs. His eyes widened when he looked at me. "Bella, what, here, come on in," He stood to the side as Emmet walked off into the other room. I stood there dripping wet and cold. I laughed as Emmet returned with a towel. "Poor little cold Bella," he muttered. I rolled my eyes, wiping off my face. Thank god for water proof make up!
"What are you doing here, I mean, I don't mind, but I didn't think that you would show up a few hours after I ate lunch with you," I looked at the ground. "I, just wanted to get someone off my mind, and I didn't have anything to do at my house so, I-I thought of you," I looked up at him, afraid to see his reaction. He was smiled. I felt my cheeks burning. My stomach fluttered around like it had wings. I felt all the memories of Jacob vanish, and I felt safe. "Okay," I shook my head, feeling stupid. "No I should go back I mean I just ran in, I should have called of something I-," he put his finger on my mouth, as I
reached for the door knob, and caught my hand in his. I was in heaven, or so I thought, but I had never been to heaven, so who was I to assume it was this great?
"Bella, it's fine, really, I don't mind at all," I smiled and he pulled his finger from my mouth, dragging it across my chin and up my cheek. "You blush a lot you know," I felt my stomach leap. He noticed when I blushed? God, that was both great and embarrassing. I stared up at him, astonished by his beauty. His hand still held mine, and his other hand lingered on my face. I felt numb, but in a good way. I felt safe, it felt right. All thoughts of Jacob were one. All the memories, all the pain and fear of him, it was all gone. Until my cell phone started ringing again. I squeezed my eyes shut and bit my lip, pulling back to reality and stepping back from Edward. He dropped his hand, but didn't let my other hand go. I noticed it, but tried not to blush. I pulled my phone out of my pocket and groaned. The fear and pain that had vanished not hit me again. The caller ID read Jacob Black. I glanced at Edward, he smiled and nodded. Damn, I was counting on him to tell me it was rude to talk on your cell phone, or something to that effect, but no, he had to be all gentlemen like and such. Damn him and his perfectness! I flipped open the phone and sighed, "H-hello," I tried to act like I didn't know who it was. "Bella what the hell is wrong with you?" I frowned. I sucked in the fresh air and took a few steps away form Edward, hiding my face, "Jake, can I call you back, I'm kind of busy," It took him seconds to reply. "No, Bella, you can't. How do I know what you're doing huh? What if you're sitting there making out with some guy," I felt my heart crack a bit more. He always assumed I was some slut!
"Jake I'm, I-I'm at a friends house, I really can't talk right now," he roared with anger. "Damn it Bella. Why the hell do you keep telling me all these lies. I know you're cheating on me, first with Austin and now with some guy there, oh wait! Maybe you have more than two boyfriends now, is that it," I squeezed my eyes shut, shaking my head. The tears were starting up now. Damn it, I couldn't cry at Edward's house. I ran my hand through my hair, glancing at Edward. He was staring at me with concerned eyes. Luckily, he didn't see my face. I took in an unsteady breath, "Jake, I'm not doing anything, I let you go a long time ago, and it's your turn, now stop calling me, stop texting me, stop bothering me," I clicked the phone shut, and stood there staring at the ground. I was only crying silent tears now. I wiped my cheeks, it was no use. I sighed, it was uneven and obvious I was crying.
I pulled my hair behind one of my ears and felt stupid for standing there, crying, in Edwards house. He probably had so many better things he could have been doing instead of watching his new over emotional friend cry over some stupid ex-boyfriend. When I was about to turn around and leave I felt him wrap his arms around my waist. He rested his chin on my shoulder and buried his face into my hair, "Bella, what's going on. You make my worry," I simply shook my head, glancing down at his arms around my waist. It was different from Mike or Jake, it was a friendship kind of hug. I smiled. He really did make everything better. I twisted around and looked up at him. He had worried eyes that searched my face. I wrapped my arms around his waist and hid my face. "I'm sorry Edward, I should just leave, I shouldn't bother you," he shook his head, laughing a little. "Well I'd rather you be here crying rather than have you home and me wondering if you're okay," his voice made my heart sing and dance. I closed my eyes, taking in his scent. He was perfect, and I almost felt bad because of how right everything felt there in his arms. Everything between Jacob and I seemed to vanish with him holding me, keeping me safe, it was great…until I ended it.
I pulled back from him, wiping my eyes with the back of my hand. He handed me the towel and I wiped my face off with it. He had curious but concerned eyes, and a serious face but he seemed so gentle even then. "Emmet is going out with Rosalie tonight, so you can stay if you want," he offered. I thought about it. It would be amazing to stay the night at his house, keeping away the thoughts of Jacob, the pain. I shook my head, "I couldn't do that, I mean, we just met the other day and," he cut me off, "Bella really, I insist. You have me all worried, I won't be able to sleep if I don't know you're okay," I smiled. He really was a true friend, he even worried about me. I sighed, and then nodded. "Fine then, Mr. Pushy Pushy," his eye brows folded together, "Unless you would rather go home, then I could at least walk you home, right?" I shook my head, giggling. "I was joking Edward," He smiled.
I called Charlie's and left a message telling him that I was at a friends house for the night, not who though, he would freak out if he knew. Emmet left more quickly than I had expected. He left only a few minutes after I agreed to stay. He didn't know I was staying though. Edward said he would tease him about it, and that he didn't really feel like going through that. I laughed. I gave Emmet a hug, and he hugged me back, laughing loudly. "Let me know if Edward does anything wrong, I'll kick his ass for you," I laughed and we waved at him as he ran down the street to Rosalie's house.
Edward's house was very large, the roof went up really high to where you could say something and it would echo through the whole house. It was a very nice home. I followed him into the living room which was connected to the kitchen with a bar in the middle. I sat at the bar and watched him as he started getting out cooking materials. "Macaroni okay?" he raised an eye brow and smiled. I nodded, "Perfect," I glanced at the clock on the stove. "So aren't you're parents going to like, freak about me being here?" I asked curiously. He shrugged. "Nope, they are out of town for the week," he smiled as he started pouring the macaroni into a large bowl, filling it with water. "Do they leave a lot?" I felt rude asking so many questions about his family. He popped the bowl into the microwave and turned back to me, leaning on the counter. "Yea, but when they are here they spend a lot of time with us, so it's okay when they do leave," he shrugged, searching my face. I smiled, he was so…perfect.
"So, I hope you don't suddenly hate me, but I'm really curious to know who you wanted to forget about earlier," he had an innocent look, and I couldn't blame him for being curious. "Promise not to make fun of me about it," I asked turning more serious. He nodded, "I promise," he winked. I looked down at the counter, taking in a deep breath. "My ex-boyfriend, he's in Phoenix, well he didn't treat me that great. He took everything out on me, with words of course. I put up with it because I thought that we loved each other and that it was just a phase, but, one day," I shook my head and glanced at Edward. He had serious eyes, not humored at all like I thought he would have been. I continued, "His friend was flirting with me, and he found out but his friend said I was getting all suggestive with him, but I wasn't, and," I looked up at him, he looked like he was in deep thought, "He hit me," I said it in a low soft, almost broken voice. I stared into Edward's green eyes as they searched my face. At first I thought that he was ignoring me. the microwave beeped and he turned to get the macaroni out.
"Bella," I looked up at him, but he wasn't looking at me. "Did he hit you, hard?" I smiled faintly. Edward's voice was very low and sounded shocked. I felt bad for telling him, he didn't and shouldn't have to deal with my problems. "Jacob always ha danger problems, but he never showed them until we
had been together a long time," he nodded. That answered his question. Jake did hit me hard, and that's why I left, I wasn't going to be beating up by my boyfriend physically and mentally.
"I'm really sorry Bella," I shrugged. "It's not your fault, I shouldn't have told you," I shook my head. He stirred the macaroni and started pouring it into bowls. I watched him contently. "Was he the one you were just on the phone with?" I choked down the fear of the last conversation. "Y-yes," he handed me one of the bowls while he took the other, he ate staring at me. "I don't see how someone could beat up such a pretty and innocent girl like you Bella," he smiled faintly, not sure if he should. I grinned, "This macaroni is really good," I took another bite, enjoying it, and trying to change the subject. I was never good at flirting, so I avoided it when I could, I usually just make a fool of myself. "Thank you, I do most of the cooking around here," he shrugged. "Alice, Rosalie and Jasper are over here constantly and they are usually hungry," he laughed. I smiled at him, he really was perfect, I mean how many guys can cook?
I glanced around their house, it was so amazing. I could tell they had a lot of money just by the things they had. "So what do your parents do?" I said taking another bite of my meal. He glanced around also, smiling. "My mom is a lawyer and my dad is a doctor," he shrugged. That explains all the amazingly expensive stuff I picked out at ever corner of his house! I smiled at him, "Must be nice having a lot of money. I'm always on a tight money budget," he shook his head laughing. We talked for a long time, just sitting there laughing and smiling the whole time. We cracked jokes, but grew serious about a few topics. I was surprised on how happy I was around him, how glad I was that I did come over to see him. But then I mentally slapped myself, I shouldn't be this happy to be around him, I was just happy Jacob was off my mind. I couldn't date anyone yet, I just wouldn't be able to handle it. I cleared my mind, I had to stop thinking about how hot he was, how perfect he was, how many things we both liked, everything, I had to stop thinking about all that.
I failed. I ended up wrapped up in his beauty and his presence. Stupid amazing Edward Cullen and his perfectness! "So what is your favorite color?" he asked, raising an eye brow. I laughed, "Oh it changes day to day, usually with my outfit," I shrugged. He glanced down at my shirt, "So black and white today then Ms. Swan?" I laughed again but nodded. He shook his head and laughed with me. After our stupid laugh frenzy. He glanced at the clock; it read ten thirty-two. "So when do you usually go to bed?" I shrugged, biting my lip, "Um, like eleven," Damn; my wonderful time with Edward Cullen was almost up. He smiled, "You can sleep in the guest bedroom," I slipped off my seat and followed him down the hall. He glanced in one room and pushed the door open. "That's my room," he smiled. I felt my cheeks burning as I saw the posters of the bands we both liked. "If you need anything I'll be in there," I nodded. He turned and walked a little further to another room, "Okay here's your room," he pushed the door open and in. It had a queen size bed and two night stands, and even its own bathroom. I sighed, what I would do to have some other clothes so I could take a shower. I sighed and turned around to thank him. He was staring at me with a slight smile on his face. I don't know why the look he gave me looked different, but it was. It was like he was dying to say something, but wouldn't. I smiled, "Um, t-thanks," I stuck my hands in my back pockets and looked at the floor. "No problem, get some sleep Bells," and then he was gone.
I felt my cheeks heat up once he said 'bells'. It made me think about what Mike had said, about only my boyfriend calling me "Bells" and I smiled again. Then I bit my lip, Damn it Bella! He is not your boyfriend! Wake up! I washed my face in the bathroom and looked in the mirror; my makeup was starting to smear, but just a bit. I sighed; I was pretty tired to my surprise. I opened the bathroom door and started walking but then stopped. There on the end of the bed was a tank top and a pair of shorts; they were girls, so I figured they were either Alice's or Rosalie's. I smiled, grabbing them and heading back into the bathroom. To my surprise, again, they fit perfectly. I smiled in the mirror and skipped over to the bed, climbed in and sighed. It was very homey, nice and warm. I stared at the wall thinking about Edward. I was starting to have a crush on him, I knew that, but it made me worry. I wasn't ready for someone to tell me they loved me again, I was still getting Jacob off my mind. I thought about it though, I imagined what it would be like to hear his velvet voice, "I love you Bella," which sent my heart into a frenzy and I felt all jittery. How stupid, I knew he would never fall I love with me. And even if he was starting to, I would stop it. I wouldn't let Edward Cullen fall in love with me, even if I had to move back to Phoenix.
I drifted into a sleep, dreaming of him again. Only this time in my dream, he loved me, and I was incredibly happy that he loved me. Jake wasn't part of the dream. Jacob vanished, just like when I talked to Edward. I smiled in my sleep, not wanting to wake up. I wanted to stay in my dreams, where I was happy, and Edward Cullen held me in his arms telling me he loved me…
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I hope it wasn't a dissapointment. As you can probably guess, Edward really likes Bella, but she's blind. Haha. Also, they are pretty good friends already. I'm hoping to have Alice, Jasper, and Rosalie come into the story either in the next chapter or right after that, so don't worry!
I'm sorry if you're a Jacob Black lover, but he is what he is in this story. My other story that he is in he isn't a bad guy, so I thought he could be a little different in this story. I promise that he won't be a bad guy in all my stories though, so I hope you don't like hate me for this story!
I hope you guys keep reading!
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