Chapter Six: Dumb
Prologue
I'm not like them, but I can pretend, the sun is gone, but I have a light, the day is done, I'm having fun, I think I'm dumb, or maybe just happy. I think I'm happy.—Nirvana
Edward's Point of View
That night, the night I had been planning to spend brooding pathetically, I went out with all of my "friends." You know, Lauren, Jessica, Tanya, and some other kids, including my brother, and this really weird, short kid, Steve. Apparently, Steve was "the shit," of course, I may be stupid, but I don't think that it was so much that he was the shit, as much as he was on the shit, if you know what I mean. His eyes were all bloodshot, and he absolutely reeked of marijuana. That and the fact that he was laughing whenever someone said something, or swearing, and making a total ass of himself pretty much tipped me off.
Right now, though, I was preoccupied with making out with a very eager Lauren, well, until I realized she was absolutely smashed, and I pulled her off of me. I tried to offer to take her home, but she just protested in such an annoying voice that I gave in. We were all standing, or staggering drunkenly in some cases, around a huge bonfire deep in the woods of La Push with the Quileute kids. There was a boy named Jacob, who basically looked and acted the same as everyone else, that got my attention.
I would have normally just ignored the lot of them, but then he said something that chilled me to the bone.
"Hey, have you seen Bella Swan lately? She is hottt," I ground my teeth, my jaw clenching, as I heard them all talking about Bella as if she were a shiny toy.
(A/N: Midnight Sun Reference!!)
I need to go tell her, warn her, or Emmett, anyone. I thought to myself worriedly. It was then I remembered a vital bit of information; Bella, as well as Emmett, hated me, so why would they even let me get close enough to talk, shout, let alone speak with one of them.
But after much thought, I realized I needed to try. But when? My mind was full of incomplete thoughts. I shrugged it off, and enjoyed the rest of the night.
At least I tried to.
Bella's Point of View
Tonight was my first night out with friends in a long time; okay, first time out with friends ever. But hey, you can't blame me for what is not my fault.
At least, I don't think it's my fault. Is it? I slapped myself mentally for thinking about the whole situation with Edward. Instead, I thought of Damien. He would be there tonight, along with Mike, Angela, Ben, and some other people. Angela was bringing the two new girls with her; they would be starting school as of tomorrow. Their names were… Alex, I think? And, what was the other one? Rory, something or other. No, those weren't right.
I felt bad. I couldn't even remember names. Oh well, I'd be meeting them soon enough. I got dressed in a black Linkin Park tee, with grey skinny jeans and my double-lace grey and black high tops. (A/N: Picture link profile!)
Then I put on some makeup, ran, well, more like tripped and almost fell flat on my face, down the steep staircase.
But although I had managed not to cost myself a trip to the emergency, apparently Emmett thought it would be hilarious to wait at the very foot of the stairs for me, and so I ended up bounding straight into him. I groaned as I disentangled myself from him, saying angrily, "Why do you have to be such an a—" Oh no. The person that had become one of the many victims of my utter clumsiness was definitely not Emmett.
Instead, the person who was at the moment laughing hysterically at me was none other than Damien.
My cheeks burned bright, betraying my embarrassment.
"So, why am I such an 'a', as you so eloquently put it before being interrupted by a little thing called, 'When Bella hits rock?'" I rolled my eyes, saying, "Oh, ha, ha, but you're not that sturdy, hun." He looked shocked by my comment, and it fueled the fire.
"And I was about to call you an ass, by the way, because everyone who knows me knows that Bella and stairs means danger, therefore, stay away." He arched one beautiful eyebrow, and said, "Who knows you, Bella."
Crap.
Well, he had me there; I'll give him that. At first, I thought it was a dig on me, but then I realized that he was being serious. It was then I realized how stupid I must seem right about now, he'd just asked me a question, and I still had yet to give him any form of answer.
And you still haven't, retard! I gasped, and rolled my eyes. "I'm an idiot, sorry, but good point." I answered truthfully. Smooth, way to kill what could've been a moment, Bella! I told my brain to shut up, trying to ignore the electric atmosphere I had just effectively shot down. All my previous confidence gone, I smiled shyly at him, and asked, "What are you doing here?" He smiled, and laughed, motioning for me to follow him. When I did, he gently led me outside, placing his hand on the small of my back. His touch sent shivers down my spine, and I looked up at him through my eyelashes. "I'm going to be driving you there, Em and everyone else left already in his jeep, but he told me to wait for you, so you'd have a ride." I nodded in gratitude, then, as he opened the door for me, it hit me, and I stopped short.
I was about to just hop right into a strange car, with someone I'd only met four hours ago, to be driven to some destination I had never been to before, therefore did not know the way there or back. I gulped, and Damien laughed at my reaction.
"It's alright, Bella, I'm not going to kidnap you, I promise. Look, I'll even give you the directions," He said, holding out the paper that determined our route to me over the roof of the car. I shook my head, smiled, and hopped in, fastening my seat belt as he started to drive.
When we finally got there fifteen minutes later, I breathed a sigh of relief.
The car ride had been…interesting. Interesting meaning totally awkward and silent, not to mention boring, save the few questions he asked about me and how I was doing in school, even though I'd only been there for a few days. When I'd laughed and said so, he'd merely shrugged and stopped talking to me. I shifted uncomfortably in my seat for a moment as he stared at me with a weird look in his eyes.
That lasted about ten seconds too long, before there was a loud and obnoxious tapping on my window. I whirled around and came face to face with a laughing Emmett. I growled, forgetting Damien for the moment, and got out of the car as fast as I could to chase Emmett around. In the end, he ended up chasing me, and I ended up getting captured by him.
Just then, Tyler's van pulled in. Emmett was now sufficiently distracted by the new arrival, and I wriggled free of his grip.
"Damien! Help!" He cried out, turning his attention back to me, and began chasing me.
"Hey! No fair!" I yelled behind me, laughing as he gained on me, beginning to close the gap between us swiftly. I pulled out my last resort , and turned, running backwards, "hey Emmett, Omigod! Look behind you! Jessica Alba!" He stopped dead in his tracks, and turned, exclaiming, "Where?!" I only laughed harder, and turned to run forwards again, thinking I was safe.
But I had forgotten about Damien.
And for the second time that night, I ran full-on into Damien, taking us both down.
I ended up on top of him, and I stopped struggling and laughing. His face was a few miniscule inches away. Then, he chuckled softly, wrapping his arms around me, and said, "Got you," Into my ear. I drew in a sharp breath.
That's when I heard an unmistakable growl.
I looked up, and saw Edward, with Lauren and her group. They were a little ways away from us, entering the little diner, but Edward and Lauren were closest. And he was certainly close enough that I could clearly here him.
I looked back at Damien, and he looked a little off, so I laughed, lowering my face so our cheeks were brushing, and whispered in his ear, "Ignore them," I heard another growl, and I smiled, satisfied, before I pulled away from Damien. I stood up and offered him a hand.
Damien looked pretty funny at that moment, I must say.
He was sitting up now, well, sort of, and looking back quickly between me, Edward, his friends, and our group, before repeating the movement.
"Oh, just come on," Emmett finally added his two cents in, we can't have a conversation without Emmett, can we?
Finally, we entered the quaint little diner, sitting at a large table. Unfortunately, Edward's group was seated right next to us. This wasn't going to be pretty.
Edward's Point of View
After the bonfire, we all decided to go to the diner nearby. Since it wasn't that far from our cars, we decided to just walk.
But when we got there, my night took a major U-turn.
As did my stomach.
Damien and Bella were lying on the ground, Bella was on top of him, and they were laughing about some joke, though what it was, I have no clue. They looked like a happy couple, a little weird, but happy nonetheless.
And for some reason, I found myself angry. How could she do this to me? How?
What have I ever done to her? Besides break her heart, leave her a vulnerable mess at your feet, you did absolutely nothing—what are you stupid? I grimaced, reminded of what I'd done. And, after calming down a little, found that I had no right whatsoever to be mad at her. She was moving on, like I had told her to do, like I was trying to do. It was my idea, anyways.
So why could she move on, while I couldn't find it in me to even try? (A/N: I was going to just leave it at that, but after looking back at previous chapters, I have decided to try and make mine a bit larger than I have in the past. So, here's the rest of the chapter. I'll shut up now. )
So, gritting my teeth (I was going to do some serious damage if I kept it up,) and I tried not to focus on the entire group I had been trying to hate.
But that was entirely impossible, due to the fact that I could hear everything she said to him.
"Ignore them," She said into Damien's ear. I growled again; thank god Lauren was too far gone to care about anything right now, otherwise she would have noticed my odd behavior.
We walked in and sat down at one of two huge tables.
It was then I realized what that meant.
We would be sitting next to the two lovebirds over there. I looked around, but found it was too late to find myself another seat, farther away.
Damn.
A/N: Was that long enough? I know you probably hate Edward and Bella for being so retarded right now, but don't hold your breath, they aren't gonna reconcile things with each other until junior year of high school, and that's a long ways off. Don't worry, though, if I keep updating like this, you won't have to wait that long. Sorry if I lost some of you due to the fact that they still have two more years to go.
If it makes a difference, they will at least grow to be more civil towards each other, and stuff, so it's not like they are gonna hate each other for most of the story or anything. I love you all, please review!
Love,
Norah the Poet