Chapter 2: Break Ups and Flat Tires
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Ms. Swan
I spent my week slowly getting rid of the unnecessary things I had lying around my apartment. Seth and I were more than ready to leave town, but we were going to stay until the last week of the month. I had a few things I still needed to take care of with my old job, and it would allow some time for Seth to say goodbye to his friends. I didn't care for his friends as they usually got him into trouble, but they were the kids he hung out with for the past few years since being in Arizona.
I had just settled down for bed when my phone rang. It was time for my nightly call with Rose and Alice.
"Hey," I answered.
"Hi Bell!" Rose and Alice yelled in unison. "So when were you going to tell us that you broke up with Eric?"
Shit. I confided in Emmett of all people and I should have known better. He just happened to call me minutes after I walked in on Eric and his apparent lover. I was in the middle of a fucking break down and told Emmett everything. He promised not to tell, but I knew if Rose pushed him enough he would.
"Why did Emmett tell you?"
"Well, I was complaining to him that I knew you were hiding something from us because you always complained about your pussy of a boyfriend… and Emmett's face turned so fucking pale. I pried it out of him."
"Did he tell you why I broke up with him?"
"No… so spill," Alice demanded.
Fuck. "Well it would be so nice if he was going to blab my secrets that he could at least tell you why so I don't have to repeat it."
"He didn't cheat on you, did he? I will fuck him up if he did," Rose said, completely determined.
"Yeah… he did. Do not laugh or I swear to God I will not move back home…"
"Who did he cheat on you with? That slutty bitch from his work?" Alice asked. Eric was a good looking guy, but he was so into himself and relied on women to basically throw themselves at him. Rose and Alice never liked Eric because he wasn't manly enough. And he really wasn't. He hated to do any manual work like changing a tire, washing a car, etc., whereas we grew up doing those kinds of things. He dressed like a model when we went out, always taking more time to get ready than I did. I should have known.
I cleared my throat as my face turned bright red, even though I was just talking to my best friends who basically knew every little detail about me, except for this one. "I don't know what his name is… but I caught them together after Eric told me that he thought he might be…" I stopped, suddenly feeling so humiliated but I couldn't help laughing about the situation either. "Bisexual… he wanted us to experiment with our… s-sex life with other men."
"HE WHAT? THAT FUCKING ASSHOLE!" Rose screamed into the phone. I put the phone on speaker so I didn't have to listen to the screaming right in my ear.
"Oh, Bella… I'm so sorry, sweetie," Alice said with a sad tone.
I was shocked when Eric asked me that, which caused me to go over to his house and see if he had lost his mind. There was a car there when I pulled up, a red convertible, and I automatically assumed that it was another woman. He was making the whole thing up because he wanted to break things off with me. I fully intended on walking into his house and ripping him a new one. I used the key that I had and opened the door to find an empty living room. I made my way over to his bedroom and heard moaning. That fucking bastard. I turned the knob and his door swung open, exposing my boyfriend of three years being fucked by another man.
I finished telling Rose and Alice all the dirty details. By the end of our phone conversation we were laughing hysterically, not even able to talk. I should have told them sooner because they always found a way to make me feel better. Ever since the break up, I kept thinking I was doing something wrong and made him turn to men.
"Oh, hey Bell… did you call Edward?" Alice asked before hanging up.
"Yeah, I did… why?"
"Just wondering," Alice said, her voice full of mischief.
"Is he still dating Lauren?" Rose asked.
Lauren fucking Mallory. I hated that girl. We did not get along in high school and she was known as the town slut. Surely the high school football coach was not dating that low life?
"Yeah, but hopefully they'll break up soon," Alice replied.
I kept my mouth closed, fearing I might say something bad about Alice's cousin. We finished up our conversation, promising to call each other again tomorrow night. I don't know what I would have done without those two in my life for the past few years. My parent's death was a shock to everyone and for the longest time I felt like I couldn't go on. I was very close to my mother; she was my best friend.
To try to get my mind off my mother, I decided to be curious and check out Edward Masen. I typed his name in the google search and it came back with thousands of hits. As much as I wanted to deny it, he was so fucking hot. 'Fucking hot' did not do him justice. I always knew that Alice's cousin was a pro-football player, but I never asked for any details about him because I knew exactly how Alice worked. She would have given him my phone number or set me up on some wild blind date to meet him. But damn. All the wasted time I could have spent with that man… Oh, who am I kidding? I turn men gay; he'd never want me. Plus, he was dating Lauren which meant she was fucking him every chance she got. The slut always gets the hottest guy. Damn the luck.
Am I being overdramatic? Hell, yes.
Who wouldn't be if they caught their boyfriend screwing another man?
I stared at Coach McHottie for a while before going to bed. I drifted off to sleep, praying I would dream of the bronze-haired, muscular, chiseled abs, perfect smile… perfect man. Those dreams never came, unfortunately.
I prayed that the next few weeks would fly by.
Coach Masen
I had just gotten back from my Vegas vacation with Emmett and Jasper. The entire time they kept trying to find girls for me to hook up with, as if I needed that influence to break up with Lauren. I fully intended on ending things with her as soon as we got back, which led to where I was now – sitting outside Lauren's house.
Lauren wasn't going to take the 'it's not you, it's me' explanation. She would want some long, drawn out thing that she could actually discuss and try to sway my decision.
"Hi honey!" Lauren squealed when she opened her front door, running out to my truck. God, she was so fake.
I took a deep breath and got out of my truck, mentally preparing myself for some really pathetic whining…
"Lauren… we need to talk," I began as I sat down on her couch, staying as far away from her as I could. I made sure to protect my junk because Lauren was definitely the Lorena Bobbit type. Believe me.
Two hours later I left with a horrible headache and a burning hand print across my face. Lauren did not take the news very well. She thought I hooked up with someone in Vegas. I probably should have broken up with her before my trip, but either way she would have come up with another reason other than the fact that I just didn't want to be with her anymore.
I went back home only to find Emmett and Jasper sitting outside my house.
"What are you guys doing here?"
"Nice to see you, too, asshole," Emmett said, walking towards my truck. "Don't bother getting out… we need your help."
Great. "With what?"
"We're cleaning up your old rental house. The owner is moving back and we want to have it ready for her."
"Bella?" I blurted out. Okay, so I may have been thinking about this mystery girl that everyone seemed to talk about, even though I've never met her.
Jasper grinned like the asshole that he is. "Why, yes… and how do you know Bella?"
"Quit being a fucking girl, Jasper. She called me the other night to talk about her brother playing football." They were like women, I swear to God. Both Jasper and Emmett had shit eating grins on their faces.
Emmett nodded. "So what's with the red streak across your face?"
"Lauren… I broke up with her and she fucking slapped me because she thought I fucked someone in Vegas."
They were both rolling with laughter. I knew they would be more than happy that I broke up with Lauren because none of my friends got along with her. Lauren hated them and they really hated her. Especially Alice. Alice grew up with Lauren and apparently Lauren caused all kinds of shit for her and Bella. Yes, Bella. Since she was moving back to town, I started to hear lots more about this girl.
After they were done harassing me over my break up, we went to the hardware store in town to buy a few supplies. Alice and Rose were already at the house waiting for us. They wanted to paint it, make it like new for Bella and her brother. Her parents died and she really dreaded coming back to that house, so with her approval the girls jumped all over the idea of redecorating.
Alice squealed when she found out that Lauren would no longer be around to piss her off and Rose just said that it was, and I quote, "about fucking time." We spent the day painting the house, cleaning out a ton of fucking spiders that had accumulated throughout the house, and fixed up the lawn. We used my truck to haul off tree limbs and a shitload of trash.
We were sitting in the back yard getting ready to paint the trim when one of my students, Jake, jumped the fence. Jake is not your average size kid by any means. He is fucking huge… almost as big as Emmett.
"What's up, Coach? Why are you in my future fucking hot girlfriend's backyard?" Jake asked, earning eye rolls from the girls.
"Does your daddy know you're over here, Jakey?" Alice laughed.
"Shut up, Ali… Why are you all over here?" Jake asked again.
"We're fixing it up for Seth and Bella. And she's not your future girlfriend, kiddo," Rose said as she stood on her tiptoes to ruffle Jake's hair.
Alice was talking to someone on the phone when she suddenly squealed and promised to call whoever it was right back. "Jake! Will you take a picture of all of us with my phone? I want to send it to Bell."
Jake mumbled as he grabbed Alice's phone and waited for everyone to get in position. I stood off to the side because I didn't know Bella and I'm pretty sure she wouldn't want a picture of some sweaty stranger hanging out at her childhood home.
"Get your ass over here, Masen," Rose demanded with an evil smirk on her face.
Alice pulled me over forcefully with her small arms. "Yeah, Bell needs to see what her brother's coach looks like." And then she winked. Yes, she was definitely following in her mother's footsteps.
Once the picture was taken, Alice called Bella back as we continued to work on the yard. I would be lying if I said I wasn't listening in on her conversation.
"Yeah, Bell… he's the hottie with his shirt off… whatever… Yeah, he's my cousin, but he isn't Rose's cousin and she agrees." Rose and Alice giggled loudly, sitting on the deck that we had framed out earlier that day.
"Geez, baby… just give her his measurements and be done with it already," Emmett yelled, laughing at the girls.
Jasper slapped me on the back and chuckled. "You're in for it now, man… but I guess you'll have some competition," he said, motioning to Jake.
"Yeah, Coach… she is mine… always has been," Jake said with a cocky smile.
"Oh yeah, little man… when you were in diapers and she was in high school, she really fell for you, huh?" Emmett laughed.
Jake helped us haul some things to my truck before it started to get too dark out. The house looked great once we were done for the day, though there was still a lot left that we needed to do. Emmett said that Bella and her brother would be arriving before the fourth of July, so we still had almost a whole month to fix up everything. I didn't mind helping because I had nothing better to do in the boring ass town of Forks.
I did, however, plan a trip to visit my parents the last week of June. I hadn't seen my sister in a while and kind of missed my parents. When I say kind of, that means I feel obligated to go see them. I'm close to my mother, but she is so fucking nosey it kills me; and my dad… well, he is an ass most of the time. Nothing I do is ever good enough. When I blew out my shoulder and couldn't play football anymore, he acted as though it was his career that ended.
Later that night, I got in my hot tub, trying to relax my sore joints. Lauren called numerous times throughout the day and was still calling, not giving up just yet. I was so fucking pissed when she slapped me because I was just trying to be nice to her and then she goes and does something like that? Not very cool. She tried to say that she might be pregnant, to which I replied that it must be some other guy's baby because there was no way it was mine. I guess she forgot about the 'no sex' rule for the past couple of months. I made up an insane story, saying that I was a born again Catholic and was participating in lent. I'm not Catholic, but I do know that lent occurs around Easter. It was summertime. Oh, and my lent lasted for one hundred days, rather than the usual forty days. That was the 'Edward-Masen-Does-Not-Want-To-Have-A-Kid-With-Lauren-Plan', and it worked very well for me. I love sex; however, when Lauren mentioned that she was going to stop taking her birth control because she wanted a baby, I think my dick shriveled up automatically. She only said that because I was hinting that we should end things. What we were doing now really wasn't anything. Lauren knew our relationship was going nowhere, but every time I brought up the subject she flipped the fuck out.
The next few weeks passed by in a flash as I worked with the guys doing odd jobs for Bella's house and others around town. The guys liked to help out the elderly people in Forks by mowing and all that kind of stuff. It was kind of fun and I think we ended up packing on a few pounds from all the food that the people cooked for us. Before I knew it, it was time for me to go see my parents. My sister and her husband were picking me up at the airport, along with my niece. I couldn't wait to see them.
My mother had already gotten all the gossip from my aunt regarding my break up with Lauren; needless to say, my mom wanted to kick her ass for hitting me. She was also thrilled that I was going to meet the amazing Bella Swan. Apparently, my mother and Esme were good friends with Bella's mom; they grew up together.
"I haven't seen Bella since she was a baby… and I couldn't make it out to the funeral," my mother said sadly.
"What happened to them?" I thought someone had said a car accident, but I didn't know for certain.
"Car accident… someone fell asleep and slammed into them. They never saw it coming. It was just a few years ago…"
"That's… awful."
"Yeah, and poor Bella had just graduated… started her first job… you know, having the time of her life and then she had to start taking care of her little brother. Esme said they both had a really hard time getting through it at first."
I hadn't even met her yet, but already I thought she was a selfless person. To give up your single, fun life and become pretty much a parent overnight would be so difficult. And her brother… he was so young.
"Seth blamed himself because they were coming back from a football game of his and… you know, Edward… you need to take it easy on that kid. Esme told me that Bella contacted you about Seth playing football."
Well, shit. Did everyone know every single fucking phone conversation I had?
"I'll be nice to him, mom."
"And Bella, too, dear."
"Yes, mother."
And then she winked. What the fuck?
I spent the rest of my time in Chicago hanging out with my family and a few old friends from high school. It was kind of depressing, seeing all my friends with families and here I was, still single. God, I was really starting to sound like a fucking woman. To be honest, I was just ready to settle down. I wanted to find a woman that wasn't impressed with me because of my football career or money. I wanted someone that was genuine and someone that I would enjoy spending the rest of my life with. I was starting to give up on that and settle into the life of being alone. My sister tried setting me up with a couple of her friends while I was in town, but I declined. There was no use getting involved with someone to start a long distance relationship. Those never worked. And I certainly was not moving back to Chicago. Forks may be the most boring town on Earth, but now that I had lived there, there was no way I could leave it.
When I arrived back in Forks, it was pouring down rain, as usual. I made my way down the long road, leading to the dirt road that led to my house. I had to get a truck when I moved to my new house because of the constant muddy road. I put in a request to have my road paved; I would pay for it, but the dumbass town hadn't approved it yet.
As I approached the turn off for my house, I noticed a small black car on the side of the road. I pulled over to help whoever it was, noticing a flat tire.
Flat tire + Fucking rain… great.
*reposting due to requests. I'll post the complete story as soon as possible, and once I'm finished with this one, I'll post the other stories as well (FFY and SSN). I'm still not finished with UtSM and don't know when I'll be able to work on it. My life has been crazy the past few years and I apologize that I have not finished UtSM, but I just haven't felt like writing or had the time. I never intended to be one of those people who couldn't finish out stories... but I'm trying to get back into writing, so I hope to work on it soon.
Thanks for reading!