The Twilight Twenty-Five
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Prompt: 03
Pen Name: capitalab
Pairing/Main Character(s): Jacob/Bella
Rating: T
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I stare.
She smiles.
We've done this every Saturday morning since the last week of December.
I've rolled out of bed at the crack of dawn every Saturday morning since December to see her... to hope she'd be here.
She always is.
I stare.
She looks down at her book.
A timer buzzes. She walks past me, to a dryer as it slows.
I contemplate speaking.
Saying something.
Anything.
Hi, I'm Jacob.
I don't. I can't.
She opens the door and pulls out a shirt.
His stupid fucking shirt.
And once again, I'm reminded of why I shouldn't even bother.