Hi! long time no see...i know! So sorry( feels like that's all i've been doing lately.) this chapter majorly sucks! For one it's short and two...well you'll see. Anyway I decided that short chapters are better than waiting forever right? so from now on some chapters might me this length other might not, just a heads up...okay i'll shut up. for now.
Enjoy
Carlisle and Esme returned from San Antonio just as I was about to leave. There was no mistaking how exhausted the both of them were. Dark shadows marked both their eyes, red from lack of sleep and crying. Carlisle looked a bit better than Esme, considering that he was used to not sleeping due to his job as a Doctor.
"Hey, Jacob." Esme smiled, kissing my forehead.
"Jake," Carlisle mumbled going past him. Poor guy must be more tired than I thought.
"How are you, sweetheart?" Esme's hand held my shoulder waiting for an answer.
"I'm good; I was just about to head home," I grimaced at the end. Home was a lonely deserted house.
"Why don't you stay for dinner? We ordered pizza." She pushed me back toward the kitchen.
"Umm..." I paused, thinking of an answer. "I'm sure y'all are tired and want to spend some time alone with your family. It's no big deal; I'll eat at home."
Esme and Carlisle are good nice people, too nice. I don't wanna abuse my welcome here because god knows they'll never say anything if I did. Besides, I eat too many dinners with them.
"Don't be ridiculous, Jake, you're part of our family. Now why don't you take those shoes off and go sit while I make some pie for dessert? Lemon pie." She walked off to start gathering everything she would need. I followed and sat on a stool.
As she pulled out things from the pantry she continued the conversation, "Where's Ali and Edward?"
"Alice ran off upstairs when she heard the garage open."
Esme made a funny face, something between a grimace and a frown. "Her room must not be clean." She smiled as she cracked an egg, "I told her if she didn't make her bed every day, I'd take a piece of clothing out of her closet."
I chuckled.
"It's not funny." Alice sniped walking in. She went up to Esme and kissing her on the cheek.
"Missed your mom?" Esme asked, cracking another egg in her bowl.
Alice gave a smirk, "Two days of eating whatever I want, doing whatever I want, and complete freedom. Why would I miss you?"
We all knew she was kidding. Esme was so close to her kids.
"That's a lie, Esme, she cried herself to sleep every night because she missed you so much." I grinned.
"Gross Jacob, just because you do doesn't mean it applies to everyone." Alice punched my shoulder lightly.
I lifted up an eyebrow, "I don't cry."
"Whatever you say, macho man," She says, punching my shoulder again.
"Alice, stop hitting Jacob would you? It's not nice and it's rude." The way Esme would say you always reminded me of my mom. It sounded like 'wuldjah'.
"Mom," Alice turned to her mom again. "I doubt he'd feel anything even if I were to hit him with a baseball bat."
Esme frowned at her.
"You know, with him being all macho man, good thing he's 'friends' with Edward cuz lord knows he would get the shit—"
"Language, child," Carlisle said, walking in the kitchen ruffling Alice hair.
Of course it didn't stop Alice from talking—nothing ever does. "—beaten out of him every day for being gay and being fu—freaking captain of a cheer squad."
"Alice, your brother is very feminine, but he's strong."
I completely agreed with Esme.
Alice snorted, "Right."
"Where's Edward, anyway?" Carlisle turning to ask me.
Shit. I was avoided looking at him; I don't think popping a boner right now would be a good boyfriend move, but fuck, his hair was still wet from the shower he'd been taking and his eyes were so blue from fatigue it almost looked fake. Let's not forget his mouth so red and perfect for—
"Jake, stop staring," Alice snickered, and I realized I had been fantasizing about Carlisle blowing me...my boyfriend's father. Jesus.
"Huh? Oh, umm…n-no, no...I mean...your eyes, they're so blue..." I stuttered, embarrassed.
Fuck Alice for making me blush. I don't fucking blush. She was full on laughing now. Esme tried to hide her smile by scowling Alice.
Carlisle put his hand on my shoulder. I was trying to not be aware of how warm it was.
"Don't worry, Jake, it's not your fault." He smirked. "I am aware that I'm so...how do they say it these days? Freaking hot. Besides, I'm used to having people undress me with their eyes." He winked at me. Mother of God, what the hell is wrong with me!
Alice rolled her eyes playfully, "Gee, now I know where Edward gets his cockiness from, and thanks for totally grossing me out dad"
I don't think I've ever seen someone trying not to laugh as much as Esme was doing right now. She cover her mouth with her hand, to hide the smile. "Alice, that's not polite."
"And his charms, sweetheart, all from here," Carlisle said, pointing at himself.
"Where's Edward?" Esme asked, realizing that he still wasn't here.
"On a date with Leah, Eddie and Leah sittin' on a tree-eh" Alice sang.
"What, why?" both parents asked at the same time.
"Yeah, why, Jake?" Alice giggled. I swear I was going to fucking kill Alice.
Why the hell was she putting me on the spot like that tonight? If you're going to act like a bitch and cry cuz you lost at GTF then don't play with pros, kid. I would really love to say that right now.
"Not sure, something about being friends with him because he's my best friend..." God, I hope that's why. I wouldn't want Leah to find out about us without me telling her first. Two word; Fucking Disaster.
"Oh, that's nice of her." Esme smiled, mixing everything together in a bowl. The doorbell rang "Pizza's here!" Alice screamed running to the door, Carlisle chuckling behind her.
Edward had been out for two hours now. Who the hell goes out to dinner for two fucking hours with someone they don't like? Honestly, I'm not sure what I'm more scared of: them getting along or them fighting.
Shit, if they fight...fuck, that can't happen! Leah can really punch the fucking daylights out of someone. There's a reason she's feared by the majority of the students at our school, and Edward...shit, shit, shit, shit, shit...maybe I should call, check on him. Yeah, I'll call and say Esme wants him home right away.
"You okay, Jake?" Esme asked.
"Huh? Yeah—yeah…just thinking." I starting typing in his number when the garage door opened and Alice and Carlisle came back with the pizzas.
Edward opened the door and slammed it shut. He appeared in the kitchen: no scratches, bruises, or swelling. Good, no fight.
"Hey mom, dad," he said, kissing each on the cheek, and nodded at Alice who was too busy stuffing her face with the pizza, eating it in two bites. Jesus, if it wasn't for her obsession with clothes, the tits, and feminine face, I'd think she was a guy. No, really you should see this shit. I don't know if I'm more awed or disgusted.
"How was dinner sweetheart?"
"Good. Leah wants to join," he said looking at me.
Join? Join what? What's there to join?
"Cheerleading," he added, still looking at me, and exited the kitchen.
No one knew what to say. Alice and Carlisle focused on the pizza on their plates while Esme focused on her pie. I followed Edward upstairs.
His bedroom door was closed. "Edward?" I knocked.
"Come in."
Edward was under the covers, sitting in the middle of his bed shirtless with his laptop on his lap. He glanced at me and went back to typing.
"So really, how was dinner?" I asked, sitting at the edge of the bed.
Sighing, he finally stopped typing and turned to look at me. "Dinner was good, Jacob. She apologized for the way she's been treating me we talked about that for a bit. We talked about our lives, school, and I had a really great time."
I blew out a frustrated breath. "Then why are you so grumpy, Edward?"
"I'm not grumpy."
"Edward, you came back slamming doors, barely acknowledging my presence, said two words and ran upstairs, and now you tell me you had a good dinner with Leah?" My frustration grew; I was starting to seriously get pissed off.
"Just leave it alone, Jacob."
"What is it that got you upset?" I all but growled. "I'm not fucking dumb, Edward; I know you."
Edward sighed, "I didn't say you were, Jacob. I never called you dumb, and I'm not grumpy. Like I said, I had a great time with Leah. She really opened up to me, you know? Under all that tough skin of hers there's someone who's funny, smart, sensitive, and cute."
I knew all of this, so I didn't comment; I just let him continue.
"She really loves you, Jake. I mean she's head over heels in love with you, and here you are going behind her back cheating on her, treating her like garbage a-and I'm allowing you to cheat on her with me! And all this time I thought she was such a horrible person, when I'm the horrible one! Jake I d—"
Edward didn't finish his sentence; he just put his face in his hands and started crying into them. I knew something like this was going to happen. I knew, and I'd done nothing to prevent it. Fuck!
"No, Edward, no, you're not horrible." I moved closer to him, trying to close the distance between us, but he moved away. "I'll break up with her. I'll end it; I'll call—"
"No Jake...I c-cant do this anymore," He cut me off.
What? .. "No, baby, no. We can fix this. I'll fix it, I promi—"
He shakes his head, "Jake, no, I don't w-want to do this anymore. I can't do this any—more... I can't deal with the g-guilt; she doesn't deserve this, Jake." He hugged his legs to his chest and looked away from me. "Just leave, Jake," he whispers.
I put my hand on his shoulder. "Edward, don't do this please," I begged, my voice breaking.
He jerked his shoulder away. "Just go."
I stood up and left. I'm not going to cry I kept repeating to myself as I ran down the stairs.
Esme came out of the kitchen smiling. "The pie—Jake, what's wrong?"
I didn't stop to answer. I went out the door, got in my car, and drove off. I couldn't believe that just happened. I couldn't fucking believe this!
Oh fuck! My heart, I couldn't fucking breathe! Oh, shit. My vision was getting blurry. I wasn't going to cry. I wouldn't.
I stopped and parked on the left side of the road as the first tears fell out of my eyes. "Fuck, fuck, fuck!" I said, hitting my steering wheel over and over again. I didn't know if it was because I started crying and failed my father again, or if it was because Edward had just broken up with me. The tears were coming from my eyes like a fucking storm.
But I did cry; I cried for my mom, my dad, my siblings, Edward, Leah, and for myself. I cried until I had no more tears. So why was this ache still in my heart? Why was the pain still there? Why hadn't my tears washed it all away?
I ran a weak hand through my hair and leaned back against my seat. My phone vibrated in the passenger seat.
"Hello?" my voice was hoarse from all this crying.
"Jacob, Esme called. Where are you?"
"I'm on my way home. Why did she call you?"
"She called home, but no one answered. She said you left about two hours ago. Last I checked it took less than ten minutes to get home from there." When did you check?
"Like I said, I'm on my way."
"I'll be home late," he said, and hung up. I shook my head; nothing new there, dad.
I started the car and continued home.
So that was their break up scene…sad and short I know, but I didn't want you guys to wait any longer for this. So sorry this took so long...i have plenty of excuses but, eh we all do right? School is the main one though. I'm actually working on the next chapter right now( I have great ideas I think it's going to be an awesome!)...so hopefully it won't be long wait for next chapter.
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Alright later-Jay