Chapter two. re-written and sooo much better :D
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Bella's POV
I could feel that sinking feeling again.
Like I was drowning.
"Bella?
"BELLA!"
Jasper's worried voice was muffled. Jasper, I sighed inwardly, the person who had been there for me since day one was also the one person who thirsted for my blood more than anyone in this household. It seemed ironic that he had tried to kill me once and was now saving me.
He grabbed the collar of my shirt and pulled me out of the water.
"Stop trying to drown yourself" he scolded me like I was a kitten or a child who had done something wrong. That only made me cry harder. He picked me up in his arms and carried me into the kitchen. He sat me down at the table and poured me a large glass of apple juice.
"Drink" he ordered and I obeyed.
"You've got to stop this" he said when I'd emptied the glass in less than thirty seconds.
"Stop what?"
"Stop trying to kill yourself, I know how much pain you're in, believe me I feel it every day".
That was true, Jasper had to put up with the pain of my heartbreak on top of his own. I felt really sorry for him. Even if it looked like he was unaffected by Alice's departure. I could tell he was hurting more deeply than either of us. What I didn't know was why he hid it, why couldn't he just show his emotions like a normal person does.
"Jasper" I didn't really want to ask him this question but felt I should because if I didn't then I would explode. "Why don't you show your emotions? You always look so calm."
He half smiled and stared into his hands, he stayed quiet for what seemed like and eternity, I thought he wasn't going to answer.
"I'm like a duck," he said unexpectedly. This remark puzzled me.
"Wha…?"
"Calm on the surface but kicking like mad underneath" he explained.
That made more sense.
"Come on, I'm taking you to dinner" he glanced at me quickly and took in my appearance "but not looking like that, you look like a half drowned cat".
I had to admit I felt like that as well. He slung me over his back like I was a backpack and ran me home.
It didn't take me long to get ready. I only had to blow dry my hair and change my clothes. I figured a white skirt and red blouse would do, I had no idea where we were going.
When I was ready, I went back downstairs to find Jasper waiting outside with his car. A vintage 1967 Mustang Convertible, or at least that's what he told me. He helped me into the car.
"A proper gentleman" I said with a smirk
"Yes ma'am" he said, I never noticed his slight southern accent before. That made me smile.
"So where are you taking me then?"
"It's a surprise" he grinned. The rest of the ride past in silence. I noticed that his car was considerably slower than the others were. It was a breath of fresh air.
Next thing I knew we were at the restaurant.
"C'est Si Bon" he declared proudly as he opened the car door for me.
"Shall we" he put his arm around my shoulders and escorted my inside.
The restaurant wasn't crowded but it was still a busy night, we were greeted by a tall red haired waitress who eyed Jasper with interest and then me with open curiosity. No doubt she wondered how someone as plain looking as me could be at a French restaurant with someone like Jasper. Her shock amused me when he noticed he had his arm around my shoulders. She no longer looked at me curiously but her expression was mixed with loathing and jealousy.
As we past tables to a private one at the back, I seemed to recognise a certain bronze hair, topaz eyes, and pale skinned, certain somebody. I stopped in my tracks.
Edward.
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I really enjoy writing cliffies like this
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yes I am evil, how did you guess
Unless you've read the original copy of this then it's not much of a suprise it is?
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I should probably get off the computer now...
my mum's all but yelling at me
I smile too much.. seriously. While I was typing this I had a HUGE grin on my face
Faith
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