AN: Yes, I'm Terrible. I don't update as often as I should. My life has been a little to a lot crazy these last couple of months. I'm sticking with finishing this story though. So here's chapter 5

Stephanie Meyer owns Twilight

The next morning I had to go to work as usual. I thought about calling out. I didn't think I could spend the whole day at the shop not being totally mortified about what happened last night. I needed the money, so I reluctantly got dressed and made my way into town. When I walked in the shop Brian and Jose waved as I made my way to my desk. They gave me a strange look which automatically made me self-conscious. Jake walked in about twenty minutes later. He smiled at me and mumbled good morning on his way to his office. I busied myself with paperwork as the first clients of the day walked into the shop. A white Nissan Maxima pulled up a short time later. The woman driving the car walked up to my desk. She was about five foot four, with long brown hair and really pale skin.

"Can I help you?" I asked.

"No, they know who I am," she replied, looking bored.

"Hey, Sasha," Jose said looking nervous.

"Jose, is Jakey here?" she asked.

Jakey? I rolled my eyes on the sly and walked back to my desk.

"He's in his office," Jose sighed.

"Can you tell him I'm here?" she asked. Was she talking to me?

"I'll let him know you're here," I said, walking to his office. I know he heard all this. The glass that separated his office from the main garage wasn't soundproof.

"Yes, please do that."

"What a bitch," I said under my breath.

"Jakey, you have a visitor," I announced

"Huh?"

"There's a Sasha here to see you. She's quite a character," I replied.

Jake got up and walked out on the main floor.

"Hey Sasha, what are you doing here?" he asked.

"You won't return my calls Jakey. It's not like I don't know where you work."

"Sasha, I really don't have time for this. Let's go outside and talk," he said ushering her back to her car.

We all watched as they stood in front of her car and had what looked and sounded like a very heated argument. After they argued for a while, she jumped into her car, flipped him the bird and drove off. It would have been funny if I didn't see the distressed look on his face. He started walking back into the shop and we hurried to look busy.

"Nala, can I see you in my office?"

"Shit," I thought. "Sure, I'll be right in," I said. I followed him in the office, closing the door behind me.

"Sorry about that. We put on quite a show for you guys,"

'Really, I hardly noticed that," I said

"Liar."

"Okay, so who is this Sasha chick, and why is she so rude?"

"She was a friend. She just hasn't gotten the memo that what happened between us is in the past," he said.

"And what happened in the past makes her think she can still call you Jakey."

"Oh you heard that? Am I detecting a hint of jealousy Ms. Clearwater?"

"No, I just never heard anyone call you that."

"She still wants us to be together," he replied.

"Is that what you want?" I asked.

"I think you know what I want," he said looking into my eyes.

"That's not what I asked you," I said looking away.

"No, Nala, I don't want her,"

"Okay, so I'm gonna get back to work now. Unless there was something work related you wanted to talk about." I walked to the door and grabbed the knob.

"Are we really gonna do this?" he asked, stopping me.

"What do you want me to do, Jake? Do you want me to forget I'm leaving in a month? How is that fair to both of us?"

"I want you to at least acknowledge that you felt something last night."

"I did," I whispered

"So did I," he replied moving closer to me. The glass was frosted so I knew the guys in the shop couldn't see us. He leaned over pulling me to him and kissed me. I kissed him back standing on my tip toes. I had to stop this before I lost control of everything. I broke the kiss and stepped back, feeling light headed.

"Jake, I can't,"

"You won't, that's what you're saying,"

"I gotta get back to work," I said as I opened the door and basically ran to my desk. I know I looked flustered, because I was. I was a wreck for the rest of the day.

Later on that night, I ended up and Charlie and Aunt Sue's place for dinner. I hadn't actually taken them up on their offer until tonight and I knew Aunt Sue couldn't wait to get me to come over. I sat in the kitchen while she made spaghetti. She could tell I was distracted.

"So sweetheart, how are you adjusting to small town life?"

"Pretty good. I still have to sleep with the TV on though. It's way too quiet here."

"Where are you staying when you go to LA?"

"I'm sharing an apartment with one of my sorority sisters, Sierra Johnson. Sierra lost her last roommate. She didn't make it in Hollywood, so she decided to move back home to Ohio," I replied.

Sierra's dad made tons of money as a celebrity attorney. He spoiled his daughter with whatever she wanted. Cece wanted to be a singer this time, so daddy got her an apartment in Marina Del Rey. She was a really sweet girl, but she was indecisive and a little naive at times.

"That's great honey; will you be close to school?"

"Yes. It's only a twenty minute drive from the house."

"So, how's work going?"

"Good. I've been having a good time working with Jacob and the other guys at the shop,"

She smiled and continued cooking. I looked around the kitchen and stopped on a small framed picture. The girl in the picture was plain but pretty. She was ghostly pale, with dark brown hair and brown eyes. I walked over and picked up the picture.

"Aunt Sue, is this a picture of Charlie's daughter?" I asked.

Her smile faded.

"Yes, that's Bella. He only has a few pictures of her from high school."

"What happened to her?"

"She left. Bella married her high school sweetheart and she left town. Charlie doesn't talk about her. Just don't bring it up when he comes home. He tries to act like it doesn't bother him, but it does."

"Does she call?"

"No, we haven't heard from her in years," Aunt Sue said.

Wow. I couldn't believe someone would just up and leave their family without a word. I bet she didn't realize how lucky she was to have her father. At least she could still talk to hers. I fought off of tears. I was sad for Charlie. I know he loved his daughter and it must have felt terrible to not know where she was.

"Nala, go wash up, dinner's almost ready and Charlie will be coming through that door any minute now," Aunt Sue said.

I walked up the stairs and made my way to the bathroom. All the doors were open except one. Curiosity got the best of me. I assumed behind the closed door was Bella's old room. I opened the door and turned on the light. It looked like a typical teenager's room. There was a thin layer of dust on the dresser and desk. The bed looked like it had been freshly made. Aside from the bed, the room looked like it was frozen in time. I turned off the lights and closed the door. After washing up I came downstairs, Charlie was home and was already sitting at the dining room table.

"Hey, Charlie, how are you?"

"Hi, Nala, I'm fine and you?"

"Alright, let's eat before this food gets cold," Aunt Sue said.

We made small talk at the table while we ate. Aunt Sue had made a cake for dessert. I enjoyed talking to them. It reminded me of having dinner with my parents. Aunt Sue brought up some stories from my childhood. They were embarrassing, but cute. When I left them later on that evening, I promised I would have dinner with them at least once a week.

I went home to go to sleep. It had been a long confusing day. I was still in denial about my feelings for Jake. I liked him a lot, I can at least admit to that. However I didn't see any possible way for us to be together. We were both going in different directions. I couldn't deny the fact that the kiss he gave me in the office today set my soul on fire. I wanted to feel that way more often.