Hey, thanks a lot for reading! I would like to thank the four of you that reviewed! Although, I would really appreciate if more of you guys could please please please review! I just don't feel motivated to write anymore of the story if I don't have any feedback. Also, it makes me feel like my story is a load of crap. Haha.
Well I'm still playing around with the story but I'll update soon with some fresh stuff. :)
BPOV
Running out of the café, my mind was in a frenzy. What was I doing in there? That sudden burst of superficial confidence was unexpected. Even though it was foreign to me, I found my outgoing façade was incredibly refreshing.
My cell began ringing again, bringing me back to reality. I felt my heart drop to my feet when I realized it was Jacob on the other line. I missed his first call, which would mean some extra trouble to deal with tonight unless I made him an elaborate dinner. After the third ring, I picked it up.
"Hello?" I answered acting nonchalant.
"What the hell Bella?!" he huffed. "Why didn't you answer my call? Where the hell are you?"
With the calmest voice I could muster up, I answered "Sorry Jake. My cell was on silent for some reason. I was just taking it out to call you when I picked up."
"Oh is that right? Well then what did you want to ask me?" he questioned. His voice sounded skeptical.
"I just wanted to know what your plans are for tonight?"
"Well I'm having the guys over to watch the game. I was expecting you to come home with food about twenty minutes ago but you didn't show. What is up with that? You need to get your butt back here and make us some food." He ordered.
"Oh okay. I'll be home soon, I promise. I just lost track of time. Would fried chi-" I started
"Lost track of time? Yeah sure. Well whatever it is that you were doing, you better stop. I mean it. This new job is really testing me, and if this happens again it will come to an end. And by and end, I mean quit. You get it?" He interrupted.
With those words I found myself speechless; I almost dropped the phone on the ground. Quit? Really? Jacob was threatening to take away the one good thing that has come of this new life? This interning job at the local photography magazine was the best thing that has come since I met Jake, and now he was threatening savagely rip that out of my hands for his own pleasure. Just like everything else from the what I like to call "pre-Jacob" life. I was trying to come up with something to say back, but I quickly realized that I couldn't and shouldn't challenge him. It would only mean trouble.
"Hello?" He asked, obviously annoyed by my shocked silence.
"Uh-um yeah. Okay I'll be home soon" I stuttered.
"You better" He threatened with anger coating his voice. I heard him grunt and slam down the phone.
As soon as I hung up, the green eyed angel invaded my vision. His lopsided grin, dark bronze hair and pale skin. I couldn't help but smile as I remembered his eagerness to sit with me and share the cookie. In that moment, I knew that I had to go back. Not today, of course, but someday soon. Just to catch a glimpse. I felt drawn to him, and it scared me. But the fear was exciting, and it was enough to occupy my mind the next couple days.
