Disclaimer: I do not own the Twilight characters. I don't own The Script, but I own both of their CDs because they're awesome!
Author's Note: This is based on the song Nothing by The Script. There isn't much detail and who really needs detail when your heart is broken.
Nothing
"This is exactly what you need." Paul tapped the bar twice, "A few drinks will help you to forget her."
I took a few shots, more than I needed. "I am not…I am not…going to forget her." I slid off the bar stool and stumbled out the bar.
"Hey! Jake, no!" I heard Embry, or maybe Quil, call after me. I continued to walk though. I had to see her, hear her, or something. I needed her.
"He's insane." Paul said, watching me shout her name. Paul tried to grab me, but I stumbled out of the way.
"Isabella! Bella! Please…listen to me…I love you…" I shouted to the stars. I stumbled through the streets; I knew exactly where I was going. Every drunken step I take leads me to her door. I bet if she sees how much I'm hurting for her, she'll change her mind and take me back. I decided to call her, but she didn't pick up. I left her a few slurred voicemails, but it'll be okay.
"Jake…please just quit it. She's moving on, alright?" I heard one of my friends say. At this point, I didn't want to look behind me. I didn't want to see them. I only wanted to see her.
"NO! I know she wants me. I know it…" I leaned against a wall and called her again. There was no answer, so I left a voicemail, confessing how I was still in love with her.
"Jake, it'll be okay. We can get through this together."
I pushed passed them and shook my head, "No…I…I want her…and she wants me…I know it."
Paul watched me leave, "Sometimes love's intoxicating."
Embry and Quil nodded in agreement, watching me stumble to her apartment.
As I sat on the porch of her apartment, my hands were shaking. It wasn't even cold. I called her again. All I wanted were words, but I got nothing.