I am so sorry for not updating earlier, but I hope that you will accept my excuses:
1. I had two essays to write, for AP English and U.S. History.
2. I had to do some stuff for my mom's surprise birthday party.
3. And I was on vacation last week for spring break, which meant I couldn't use a computer at all.
I hope you guys enjoy this chapter, sorry for making it short and without an EPOV. I just figure how to incorporate his version into this chapter.
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BPOV
All I can do is sigh lately, mostly out of annoyance and regret on everything that is going on. Sigh. There it goes again, my brain can't come up with an alternative, less stupid way of trying to deal with this. I am officially pathetic. Its two weeks until my birthday; until everyone in Forks (and most likely Washington) will know about my "situation." Damn, if only I wasn't born Isabella Marie Swan.
And those damn invitations, did my parents have to send them out? Who knows who will show up; I know that I certainly don't. Maybe I should distract myself.
I turn on my radio and sit back to listen to the soothing sounds wash over me.
This is the best thing
The best thing that could be happening
And I think you would agree
The best thing is that it's happening to you and me
Once again, bravo Relient K for trying to cheer me up. Were you guys thinking about me when you wrote this song and thought it would be funny to torture me this way? I mean seriously!
Sigh, again. I need a new hobby, maybe I should go shopping? Alice would love that little tidbit. Alice, I think as sorrow washes over me. Oh god I hope she doesn't hate me. I didn't even tell her I was leaving, besides that text I sent in June. She probably doesn't want to speak to me ever again. But we've been best friends our whole lives. Her dad delivered me for god sakes! You just can't break that bond, but I guess I did when I left.
Maybe I should go see her? I entertained myself with that thought, but then I stiffened;
because Edward would be there. Shit. At least I haven't seen him since June. Wow, what a great accomplishment Bella! Not seeing your boyfriend (ex I should say) since June, you deserve a cookie for all your hard work; while he probably died a little inside for everyday that you were gone. Imbecile.
While I scolded myself for being such an idiot and too much of a wimp to face Edward and Alice, Emmett came up the stairs to greet me.
"Hey Bella!" Emmett said cheerfully, walking into my room.
"Hi Emmett," I replied gloomily.
"So, whatcha doin'? he questioned me.
"Listening to music that is angering me," he made a face at that, "I know, fun right?"
"Come on sis, let's go out in the fresh air and play some football," he tried to persuade me. "It's beautiful outside, all nice and sunny. Not a puddle in sight," he trailed off hoping to lure me in.
I looked out the window, thinking that Emmett was lying. However I noticed that it was a sunny day in Forks. What a pleasant surprise. This is nearly impossible, rainy Forks equals to a dreary mood. Sunny Forks equals that the apocalypse is coming, especially when I feel really crappy on that particular morning. Hmm, maybe the world is coming to an end. Oh well, I guess I'll pass that time staying in my room. My philosophy is to be comfortable in the most precarious of situations.
"I don't care, I'm not going out. So leave me alone so I can listen to my music," I replied frostily.
Emmett stared at me in silence. Well hello bitchy Bella, how pleasant it is to meet your acquaintance. I believe that we will get along beautiful, especially when the Belden's arrive.
"I just thought you might want me to cheer you up. Sorry for asking," he replied softly, while retreating from my room. Once he was at the door he said, "I understand that this is hard for you, not seeing Edward and all. If that ever happened to Rosie and me, I wouldn't be able to bear it. But at least I would try to be strong."
Watching Emmett walk out, I felt undeniably guilty. Looking at Emmett, you would never expect him to be sentimental or anything, but he is about the people that mean the most to him. And I just snapped at him, without thinking about his feelings or how hard it must be for him to see me like this. I really am stupid.
I continued lying in my bed thinking about everything. I really need to learn to deal with this and to not be so cold to my family. They were here for me during the whole summer, listening to me cry at night and trying to comfort me. I guess I just took that for granted.
I let out a huge breath of air and rolled on my stomach on my bed, hugging my pillow close to me.
After some time, I got up from my bed and walked downstairs; taking time to take a granola bar from the kitchen and to scrounge for my Puma's in the closet. I overheard Emmett's booming voice in the backyard and I smiled a small smile. If I couldn't be depressed all day, that shouldn't mean that I should ignore my family. I need some fun in my life, for who knows how long I have to live happily. I need to make the most of it.
Emmett was tackling Rose into the ground, while she squealed the whole time. Rose was more of a sister to me than just a friend; she practically lived in Emmett's room. I dropped my granola bar on one of the patio chairs, and ran full force to Emmett, jumping on top of his back.
"Hi big brother! Miss me lately?" I asked joyously. I was tired of being holed up in my room, I just wanted to enjoy this rare, gorgeous day in Forks and make the best of it.
"Bella, you came just in time. Now I have somebody to help me kick your brother's ass!" Rose didn't act different when I came outside, but I could catch a small smile from my peripheral vision. Clearly she looked happy that I snapped out of my funk.
Emmett scoffed when I got off his back, "Yeah right, as if you two can kick my ass. I am a linebacker at my college you know."
Rose and I just grinned at each other, we learned to perfect the art of kicking Emmett's ass in almost any sport in secret; but he doesn't know that yet.
"All right Emmett, if you win I will let you try that new position that you've been dying to try out with me," Rose told him.
"Ew, that is so wrong on so many levels! Like I always say, I do not need to know about your guys sex life!" I said in disgust.
"Alright Rosie baby, but what about Bella?" he questioned.
"I'll clean your room; god knows what you have in there." I joked.
Emmett ignored my jab, hearing them all too often, "Ok, and if you two win," this is when we hear him say under his breath, "as if that would happen," he continued with his normal voice, "what should I do?"
Rose had an evil glint in her eyes, "Well babe, you get to carry all of my shopping bags when I go shopping."
"But I already do that," Emmett whined.
"Oh no, you haven't heard the rest of the deal. You can't expect any 'favors' for carrying them, you will not complain that you're tired, you will not expect to go to the sporting goods store or expect any 'favors'," Emmett started to object to these statements, but all Rose had to do was glare at him and he shut his mouth. "Anyways, as I was saying before I was rudely interrupted, you will also not make fun of Bella's music for a whole month!" she finished proudly.
Emmett looked shocked, while I just beamed at Rose.
"Then I guess I better not lose," he replied gruffly. He picked the ball from the ground and got into place, looking expectantly at Rose and me.
We got into position also, waiting for Emmett to start the game.
Two hours and nine touchdowns later, Rose and I did our happy dance, proclaiming that we are the winners of the world, while Emmett kneeled on the grass, beating the ground with his fists.
"How could I not win? I play a fucking linebacker in college dammit!" Emmett wailed into the air.
Rose and I stopped dancing and walked over to him. Rose squatted down and met Emmett to his eye level, "Babe, when you go against us, you know you're going to win. We're just too fast for you." She patted him on his arm.
"But, it's Bella! She's so damn clumsy," he exclaimed.
"I know, that's why she's our secret weapon," Rose explained. Emmett looked bewildered and looked at my face for me to disagree with Rose, but I nodded my head along with her.
Emmett looked shocked, "My two favorite girls in the world? Conspiring against me? This sucks ass. Wait, does this mean what I think it means?" He questioned, looking somewhat terrified.
"Yes, it does. Go get cleaned up and then wait downstairs before we go to the mall, we have to go shopping for Bella's birthday party!" Rose shouted joyfully, throwing her arms out into the air.
I spun my head so fast towards Rose that I got whiplash from it. "What? You wouldn't dare! Emmett, please save me," I ran after him trying to plead with him.
"No can do, I gotta do what Rosie says, or else I'm gonna be sexually repressed for a week at least. And plus, it's your fault that you won," he gleefully smiled at me, finding some sort of amusement in all of this.
I just looked at him while he continued walking away, thinking that maybe he got hit too hard in the head when we tackled him.
I looked back towards Rose and shouted out, "You will never take me alive, I would rather die than go shopping!" I ran towards the door, trying to get inside as fast as possible and perhaps locking Rosalie outside.
Next thing I know, I fell flat on my face and seeing a shadow standing next to me. The voice called out, "Silly Bella, you should know never to try to run away from me. I will always find you no matter what."
Rose dragged me into a standing position, but ruined her hard work when she half dragged me inside. "First we're going to take showers and then get dressed for the mall, then when we get there we're going to go try on dresses, and shirts, and maybe buy you new jeans…" she rambled on detailing our excursion to the mall today.
I tried to find some loophole to get me out of the deal. "What about all the shopping you did in England? Doesn't that count for anything?" I pleaded helplessly.
"Nope, that was a shopping excursion to try to get away from all the sorrow that enveloped us for the summer. I only went shopping to escape. Plus, the clothes in England aren't going to work for your party. I mean, do you really want to wear clothes that we bought from their country?" Rose pointedly questioned me.
I sighed in defeat, claiming that she was right and left her at the base of the stairs to take my shower. While shampooing my hair, I remembered my thought earlier today. I did question if I should go shopping, and now I am. Oh the irony.
I went to my room and unwillingly went to my closet to change. I just hope that I wouldn't suffer through too many horrors today.
Walking downstairs, I spotted Rose talking animatedly to Emmett about our 'fun-filled' trip to the mall as she likes to say. Ha, I thought to myself, as Emmett looked at Rose sullenly. I almost forgot that Emmett hates the mall almost as much as I do. This should be fun, as long as I can piss him off!
"Ok, I'm ready!" I struck a pose on the last step, while almost falling into the banister.
"Haha, nice one Bells!" Emmett laughed loudly.
"Can we please get going sometime today? The stores aren't going to be open all night you know!" Rose replied angrily.
"We're coming!" Emmett and I answered her simultaneously while walking towards Emmett's jeep.
Maybe today won't be a bad day, as long as Rose won't make me try on a bazillion outfits, I think I'll survive. But that was before I found out that we were going to Seattle. Emmett and Rose completely disagreed on the destination, but Rose won the argument, even if Emmett and I wanted to stick with Port Angeles. Apparently we're going to stay at a hotel for the night, so we wouldn't have to drive at night.
So with our overnight bags in the trunk, Emmett, Rose and I headed out to Seattle after telling my parents what the plans were.
Maybe I can pick up some books while there, if I can try to get away from Rosalie's maniac shopping spree. I need a good love story to read, god knows I need something to keep me sane in my crazy life.
Sigh. Didn't I just want to have some sort of excitement in my life? Crap. I need to wish for things much more carefully now. Or else the next minute I'll be stuck trying to regain the feeling in my arms after a day of shopping and desperately hoping that the volume on my iPod will drown out the sounds coming from the hotel room next door.
Ah, another sexual image starting to form in my mind. Don't you just love brothers and their pushy girlfriends? Because I certainly don't right now.
Coldplay, here I come.
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I would also like to thank everyone who has actually read my story and for putting it on their story alert, and for my reviewers. Thank you so much!
Song used in the story:
The Best Thing by Relient K