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Destiny

Chapter 16

It was so lovely. First his hands wrapped around my waist and then stroked up and down my back and then he was shuffling his fingers through my hair which had snapped out of its bobble. His lips were dry and warm and soft as they tried to mould to mine. Our teeth bashed together, our noses bumped, into eachother and he got his hands caught in my hair but for a first proper kiss, it was nice.

We just hugged afterwards the rooms' atmosphere warm and content.

"Would you like something to drink?" I asked quietly, so as not to startle him.

"Sure", he smiled, kissing the top of my head.

"I'll be right back," I said and pausing at the door added, "Don't go anywhere."

He grinned, "As if."

I slowly climbed down the stairs, unwilling to meet with people from my mundane life whilst heaven awaited me in my room.

I could hear my parents in the kitchen chatting excitedly. As I approached, I caught a few sentences.

"We have to get him something," said my dad.

"Absolutely, but what do you get for someone who saved your daughter's life?"

"I don't know, something special..." My dad paused and I entered the kitchen. They greeted me with wide grins and resumed their conversation.

"You're the woman, you get him something" My dad chided, pushing my mum a little.

"Ugh!" She exclaimed and smacked him across the chest with the oven gloves.

I smiled and shook my head. Only my parents could have such a silly argument in the aftershock to their daughters near death experience. I was so grateful for that though. I didn't want anything to change.

"That's so sexist!" My mum cried, "You're the same gender as him, you get him something!"

I laughed softly, revelling in the normality that I feared had changed in the hospital. I pushed past the married couple and pulled two glasses out of the cupboard. I didn't pay close attention to what they were saying anymore, I was too busy thinking about Jacob, but then one small word hauled me out of my thoughts: Edward.

I placed the glasses on the counter and tuned back into what my parents were saying.

"We both know him like son." My mum said, her voice thick with emotion now. I hadn't been paying attention to the change in mood of the conversation. "He deserves so much!"

"Yes," my dad replied softly. "I've never seen a boy of his age looking so distraught as Edwards did when we got called to the hospital."

"Edward?" I choked out the word.

"Yes, sweetie" My mum said, tears of gratitude rolling down her face now. "You owe him your life." She didn't seem to notice the crisis I was going through as she wiped her tears away.

"But...what...how?" I babbled. Jacob couldn't have lied to me! The nurse? She lied to me?

"He saved your life, honey." My dad said, watching me warily. He must have seen the flash of defiance in my eyes. "He followed you up the country path and bandaged you up, showed Tanya how to stop more blood from pumping out your arm and went with you in the air ambulance. He visited you everyday- probably more than us because he skipped school to see you." Dad didn't seem too upset about that.

"Oh" I breathed. This changes things, this changes things so completely. I felt rage tingle down my spine, a welcome feeling compared to the nothingness that had seeped through me before. I tried to contain my anger, it was not for my parents to see, and burst out the kitchen. I picked up the phone in the hall and was dialling the number as I ran up the stairs. It was ringing by the time I barged into my room.

Jacob, who had been staring out the window, turned with a smile towards me. "Who you calling?" He asked mildly.

"A taxi", I answered. It was still ringing.

"For who?"

"You. You're going home." I said firmly. My anger faded slightly as I looked at his confused and hurt expression. I had to stay focused. I couldn't let him distract me.

A nasal voice answered the phone, "Hell? This is Walkers taxi service. How can I help you?" The irony of that used to make me smile.

"Yes, I'd like a taxi for-", The phone was whipped out of my hand and chucked onto my bed.

"What are you doing?"

"I was trying to call you a taxi" I replied coldly.

"Why?"

"Because you live too far away to walk." Came my simple reply.

"But why do you want me to leave?" He asked, the hurt clear on his face.

"Because you lied to me. I growled, determined not to let his expression put me off.

"When?" He asked, cocking his head innocently, his big blue eyes drawing me in.

"Just now." I seethed, clenching my teeth.

He just gazed at me with a questioning, penetrating stare.

"Ugh!" I groaned. This was so hard. I would have to break up with him for this. He had just told the biggest lie ever. I couldn't not break up with him for it. It was too big to overlook, ignore or forgive!

But by breaking up with Jacob, did that mean I was choosing Edward? That was s question I would have to come back to later.

Jacob stole closer to me and took my hand. I stared at it, his fingers intertwining mine and then I came back to my senses and yanked me hand free from his, disgusted with myself that I was so easily manipulated.

"What is wrong?" He spat, angry now at my rejection.

"As if you didn't know" I spat back, "you told me you saved me life! You let me believe that you were the reason I'm still here! You took credit for someone else! You... you... I kissed you!"

"What does kissing you have to do with anything?" He exclaimed, rolling his eyes and throwing his hands up in exasperation. He was obviously focusing on the lesser of two evils.

"I kissed you because I thought you saved my life." I said, injecting as much venom into the sentence as I could. Maybe if I convinced myself I wanted to break up with him, it wouldn't be that hard...

"So you only kissed me because you thought I had saved your life?" he asked softly, though he might as well have been screaming the accusation.

"No!" I gasped, I couldn't let him make me feel guilty. "I wanted... I thought... I..." the words tumbled out incoherently and I struggled to maintain some form of articulation when I finally managed to say, "I wanted to kiss you but, but it was mainly brought on by gratitude." I paused and saw he wasn't going to say anything so I decided it was too painful to drag it on much longer. "It's over Jacob." I stared him down till he met my eyes. "You lied to me in such a huge way. I can't forgive it or forget it." I was surprised at how calmly I was able to say it though I could feel anger and grief mingling in my expression. "Get out." I whispered.

He didn't budge.

"Jacob! For fucks sake-" I stopped myself. Appalled at my slip up, I crumbled to the floor. Jacob knelt down beside me, trying to comfort me as he noticed my shame. I squirmed away from his touch. It burned me. "Go!" I whispered fiercely.

I heard him huff and puff as he left but I didn't see what he looked like. I was too busy focusing on my own breathing as I stared at my carpet.

Inhale 2 3 4. Exhale 2 3 4.

I heard the muffled slam of the front door and an exclamation of surprise from the kitchen but I didn't care.

I crawled up and into my bed, yanked the covers over my head and let myself break a part.

Ooh, it's getting really exciting. And don't worry people, we're ot near the end yet. Bella has to go through a bit more before we get there.

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Ruth out x