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Chapter 5-
BPOV
I flopped down on the couch heavily with my carton of Rocky Road ice cream and sighed. I pulled my phone out of my pocket and stared at the blinking screen.
18 missed calls.
I clicked view missed calls; every one was from Edward. A tear slipped down my cheek.
"I'm going out to hang with Bree!"
Carly, announced from the top of the steps.
"Mom? Dad?" She questioned, panicked.
She ran down the steps and skipped over to me.
"Bella, what's wrong?" she asked.
She threw herself down next to me, tossing an arm over my shoulder. She grabbed my phone from me and stared at the screen.
"Why is Edward calling you?" Carly asked.
"I dunno… don't you have somewhere to be?"
Just then the doorbell rang loudly and then skipped a tall, chocolate skinned girl. She almost seemed to radiate happiness and personality.
I could see why she and Carly were friends. Opposites attract, I sarcastically thought.
"Bella!"
She sang, jumping on the side of me that Carly wasn't occupying.
"Hey Bree!" I greeted her, trying to put on a happy exterior.
I turned and hugged her lightly. Carly, and Bree had been best friends since they were three, and Bree became a close friend to the family.
"Looooook," she said drawing out the word, her bubly attitude was lifting my depressed one quickly.
"Carls and me wanna go to the movie… Can you take us?" She grinned at me, bouncing up and down so quickly it almost looked as if she were vibrating.
She had always reminded me of Alice, her bubbly attitude and wacky fashion.
I nodded at her, glad for a distraction. I was pulled up by two vibrating little girls and was pulled to the door. They let me grab my rain jacket and purse before they dragged me out into the pouring rain. I wish they had let me put my jacket on. They grinned at me as they ran through the rain, also jacketless. They ran up to my car and yanked open my rusty door, each of them piling into one side. I climbed in behind Bree. I started up the car and pulled out of the driveway slowly.
"Floor it, Bella!" Bree commanded, thrusting a finger at the open road.
"Have you seen how fast this piece of crap goes?" Carly asked laughing, Bree giggling along.
"I don't wanna break the speed limit." I said grimly.
That made Carly laugh even harder.
"What's the worse that can happen? For dad to pull you over, and give you a ticket for going five miles an hour, over the limit?" She giggled, the limit was thirty-five.
"Oh don't hate on the truck Carls! I think it's cool that Bella likes to be different even if she shows it through driving around a rusty bucket of metal!" Bree said, enthusiastically as always.
I reached over Bree to turn on the radio in hopes of drowning they're maniacle cackles out. Some random song blasted its way through the speakers and all three of us visibly cringed.
Bree covered her ears and screamed out,
"Turn it off!".
Carly grinned at her and started to sing along, badly,
"I can't be tamed! I can't be TAMED!"
I turned off the radio. The only thing worse than Miley Cyrus and her songs were Carly's singing.
I sighed loudly when we pulled up in front of the movie theater.
"Why so somber, Bella?" Bree asked.
"Bree! Let's go, we don't have time to chat the movie's about to start!"
"I'm not somber, Bree." I asked, obviously annoyed.
"Oh, well-"
"CAMBREE MICHEALS! Let's go!" Carly shouted.
Patience is one of Carly's best qualities.
"Bye, Bella!"
I gave a short wave in response, and watched them run into the theater grinning and vibrating.
I pulled away from the theater and slowly crawled back to my house.
When I arrived, there was a beaten up Toyota Prius in my driveway and a long, lanky, figure was standing on the porch huddled up in a jacket. I squinted through the rain, I didn't recognize the Prius or the person but I parked my car, and jumped out once again forgetting my rain jacket but remembering my purse. I slowly jogged to my porch watching my feet carefully so that I didn't fall into the mud.
The figure straightened up and looked me in the eye.
I suddenly wished that my parents were there. I stopped dead in my tracks.
"Tony?" I said squinting through the heavy sheets of rain. His bright blue eyes almost seemed to glow as he stared at me. I started moving towards him slowly.
"Why are you here, Tony?" I asked, obviously shocked, and annoyed at his presence.
I had reached the door and was searching through my purse for my house key.
"Umm… are you- uh is anybody else in the house?"
I unlocked the door and pushed it open and walked over the threshhold before spinning around towards Tony.
"Why does it matter if I am alone, you're not coming in!"
He looked at me with pleading eyes. It felt surreal to be with Tony when he didn't reek of alchohol and wasn't calling me 'baby'.
"Please?"
He pleaded, "Please Bella? I promise I won't do anything. I just need to talk to you. Please?" He grabbed my hands into both of his and pleaded with me.
I opened the door wider and stepped aside gesturing for him to come in.
I can't belive I am doing this, I thought.
I walked in staring at his feet.
"Umm... come this way." I awkwardly said.
I went into the living room where I had left the T.V. on and the ice cream sitting on the couch. I turned off the T.V. and sat on the couch throwing the half melted rocky road on the coffee table. Tony sat in Charlie's worn out recliner.
This was a stupid idea. Why would I let Tony in? I knew he wanted something I just didn't know what he wanted.
We sat in silence for about ten minutes. Tony was opening and closing his mouth looking like a gaping fish.
"Are you going to say anything!" I asked impatiently, his eyes snapped up to mine and he straightened up.
"I don't know what to say…"
"Then why the fuck are you here?" I folded my arms and sat back against the couch.
"Will you just shut the fuck up and wait!" He exploded.
I sucked in a breath and sat up straighter.
We sat for a little longer and Tony opened his mouth again before closing it.
"Okay, Tony say something, or Get. The Fuck. OUT!" I said, through clenched teeth.
"I am trying to find a nicer way to say this rather than-"
"Oh my god! Get out!"
"No! Just-"
"Tony!"
"Edward was fucking around!" He abruptly blurted out.
I instantly grew quiet.
"What!" I whispered. "Why would you even tell me that, we aren't to-together s-so…" I was obvious hurt, but taken by his need to let me know.
"Yeah, he fucked another chick when you two were dating..." I gasped, and stood up quickly.
"Get out!" I screamed. "Why would you come in here and even say something like that? What the hell! I thought you two were friends! Are you trying to ruin the little friendship that we do have? What?... Get out, you fucking ASSHOLE!"
Tears were slowly dropping from my face and onto my arm.
Tony stood up and walked to me, he grabbed my hand that was out and pointing to the door.
"Don't." I cried.
He pulled me against his chest and wrapped his arms around me in a tight hug. I sobbed into his chest as my hands clutched at his back.
"Shhhh…"
I continued to cry, but I couldn't bear be around the man who just crushed my already broken heart. I pulled my arms from around him and hit his chest. He pulled his arms away and grabbed my wrists tightly pulling me to his chest again, pulling my flush against him.
"You need somebody that will treat you better than him, Bella. Give him up." He said gently, his words appalled me.
"And who is that supposed to be Tony? Huh? I loved him! He was IT for me! Who is supposed to be that person for me? You? Why woul-" His lips pressed against mine firmly and my eyes slowly slid closed.
This was what I needed.
Not what I wanted.
Of course not, I wanted Edward.
I needed Edward.
Tony was only a distraction.
But an unwanted one.
I pushed him away quickly, gasping. I reared back a hand and slapped him across the cheek.
"What is wrong with you?"
His kiss only brought on more tears.
"You know that you want it, Bella. Don't fight it."
He pulled me to him again pressing my lips to his tightly as he backed me up against the wall.
"Tony," I gasped out, wrapping my hands in his short hair. I pulled away slightly and whispered,
"I can't…. it's not right."
He kissed me again and ignored me.
Or so I thought, "Just forget about what's right Bella, Edward wasn't worrying about what was right when he cheated on you, was he?"
I pulled him against me roughly and wrapped my legs around his waist. He gripped my ass and carried me up the steps that were directly next to the family room.
"Which room is yours?"
He asked, his lips against mine. I pointed to the far left door. He nugged the door open with his right foot, never taking his lips off of mine. He wrapped a hand in my hair and laid me on the bed gently, before crawling over me.
Yes, that is really where I ended it, sorry.
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