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HAPPY BELATED EASTER, MUCAHCHOS! Haha I'm typing this from Am's house. It's 2:38 am and I figured I had nothing better to do. So, I don't have my written rough draft, so this might be PURRRTTTY bad. lol

DISCLAIMER!!!: NO OWNERSHIP TO TWILIGHT!!!!

Chapter 11

Wrong

RPOV

I looked out into the cold, inky black night. Jason's porcelain skin glinted ageist the glow of the dash bored, and I had to look away from his guilty scowl. He was thinking about Ayden, no doubt. How he cheated. Right now, I could care less. I just noticed the subtle waves of hostility coming from his body. "So…" he said awkwardly."So? What are we going to do now? What's going to happen with us?" I demanded of his perfect face. I looked him straight in the eye, wanting him to take our dilemma seriously.

He pursed his lips delicately, furrowing his brow in thought."Hey, why don't we go inside and discuss it over a movie?" he said, almost pleading with me. I suppose a movie couldn't hurt. It would calm my frayed nerves, that's for sure. "I guess…" I said, casting my eyes down. Before I knew it, he was out of the car and around to my side to open my door. We walked into the house silently.

************************************************************************************************************************************************************I I sat down on the couch precariously, looking only at the TV and the DVD case of the movie, 'Step Brothers'. We decided on that because we found out Twig was home, and she greeted us at the door with, "HOLY CRAPARONI!! GUESS WHAT I GOT FROM THE VIDEO STORE!!!"

CRAP!

EMMETTT!!!!

I got to get him out of here! I hoped with all my heart that he could take a hint that he was needed as I rushed up to the bathroom, feigning a…accident. I slammed the door and turned quickly to find a stupid Emmett, in the shower, with a shower cap on that said, "Kiss Me, I'm Irish". I wonder where he got that?

"Emmett, you need to LEAVE!! NOW!!"

"Oh, not before I shave my leggy-poos. You know how they get hairy!"

"Emmett. You don't even grow hair. PLUS the water isn't running and you have all of your clothes on."

"Sheez, can't a girl take a joke?" he said lightly. "Anyway, what's the rush? You not done with your date yet, and…uh-a lot has happened in the last hour. Like, you almost ATE someone!"

"Just get out of here!"

"Fine," he grumbled. I looked out the window as he leaped gracefully out and on to the dewed ground.I flushed the toilet (to make it look like I went) and washed my hands quickly as to not miss the previews of the movie.

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JPOV

I tried to keep my mind off the beautiful girl sitting next to me as I blankly stared through the hilarious comedy. I chuckled a few times, despite of my bad mood, and the girls were singing, "THIS IS HOW WE DO IT!!!" for a few five minutes after the credits. Nessie's toned legs were curled under her protectively, and even though she wasn't aware of it, the side of her foot was barely touching my thigh.

And it drove me mad.

As she chatted happily with Twig, she continued on, oblivious to the fact that I felt the urge to jump her. Well. Might as well get the bad conversation done, the one that will leave a scar on my heart for quite some time.

"Umm…Ness? Can I talk to you? In my room?"

Her face turned to me sharply, and I could tell this was the first time she's looked at me full in the face the whole evening. Her eyes were like acid as she just glared at my face unhappily, and I could tell that I was not going to have fun.

Twig dashed looks between us both, questioning me with her eyes. I waved off her concern; I really don't need any more frustration at the moment.

Nessie strode up the tall stairs and closed the door when I entered my haphazard room. The walls are a simple dark blue, with my skateboard collection hanging loosely on the chipping paint. My whole wall is covered with my favorite bands like "Tokio Hotel", "Armor for Sleep", "The Red Jumpsuit Apparatus", "Panic! At the Disco", and "Fall Out Boy". Clothes covered the bed, but she smoothed out a spot for herself anyway and perched herself stealthily onto my mattress. Her eyes were wary and tight.

"Well?" she said impatiently. "I'm ready for you to say how much you hate me now." she crossed her legs quickly, her left leg dangling in the imaginary breeze.

"I don't hate you." I stated, sitting myself next to her on the bed. She looked at me like I had leprosy and scooted down a little, trailing her delicious scent across my bed-spread. What kind of perfume is that, anyways?

"Well, then," she said, her voice oozing sarcasm. "Why are you putting me through this constant tug-of-war? If you really cared, you would have stopped it by now. Therefore, it is only completely correct to assume that you despise me."

She was right, in her way. Why am I having them fight, hurting them both? Why can't I just let one go and leave that be? These questions dove and fogged my brain as I searched for the answer.

"Ness-"

"No!" she yelled stubbornly. "I can't take your shit anymore. I can't!" Her arms flew up over her head in disgust, and I could tell she was ready to leave. My heart sang a sad, disjointed rhythm in my aching chest.

"Nessie!" I said sadly, only a whisper now.

I could tell that she heard my quiet plea.

"Why does my life have to be so hard? I've been hurt to much for one night! I need something stable, Jason. I can't have a MAN WHORE with TWO GIRLFRIENDS! I need someone to love me, and I thought that person was you. But I guess I'm wrong." her voice cracked at the last word and she ran out of my bedroom, tears streaming down her beautiful face.

NO!

NO! I need her! The best thing that just happened to me just walked out my front door.

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RPOV (Renesmee)

I picked up my calling phone and said the only words that could ever save me from the pain I was feeling now.

"Jake? Please come get me. Now."

Hmmmm. Sorry for the long wait, guys! There will be more chappys, I promise!

You guys won't guess what happens next…

MUAHAHAHAHA!

Things listened to: "Now That Were Done" by Metro Station, "1985" by Bowling for Soup, "What I've Done" by Linkin Park, "Punkb*tch" by 3oh!3, and "Circles" by All Time Low.