A/N: All info located in chapter "Over" posting.
Disclaimer: Everything belongs to Stephenie Meyer, the creator of Twilight.
Bella packed the last few items into her bag and then zipped it up.
She left it on the bed as Edward had instructed and went downstairs.
He had grinned as he told her he didn't think it was a good idea for her to carry such a heavy bag downstairs by herself with no one standing by to call 911.
Bella had scowled at him but then realized he was right.
She walked into the kitchen and began to put some snacks together for the car ride.
Bella hadn't slept well. Truthfully, she really hadn't slept at all.
She had tossed and turned all night, thinking over everything she had done the past five weeks.
Edward's soft snore next to her didn't help matters. It only made her feel worse.
After Edward left this morning, Bella had checked her phone.
3 text messages and 1 missed call.
She had a pretty good idea who they were from.
And she was right.
First text was around 10:52 last night.
Call me.
Next text message was around 11:08.
Plz call me. I rele need 2 talk 2 u.
And the third message was from 11:25.
I need 2 talk 2 u Bells. Plz come 2 the shop tw. Plz. Its important.
Yeah, she bet it was important.
The missed call was around 11:12.
She had snapped her phone shut and put it in her pants pocket.
And since then, she had been doing the usual last minute things before they would leave later in the afternoon.
She had tried to keep her mind busy so she wouldn't think about him.
And she failed miserably.
She found herself glancing at the clock every five minutes, warring with herself as to what to do.
A part of her wanted not to go. She didn't want to see him. She didn't want to be near him. She was afraid she wouldn't be able to take it if she knew last night was the last time she would ever feel his skin on hers. She might lose it so much that she could very possibly burst into tears and get down on her knees, gripping his shirt tightly in her fingers, begging him not to end it. The thought alone made her shudder. And she cringed when she knew that, yes, it was very likely she would do that.
Another part of her wanted to go. To see him one last time, to speak to him, to slap him for last night, to scream at him, to end it before he did, to let him end it so she could cut off this strange addiction her body had to his.
In the kitchen, she glanced up at the clock one more time.
10:41
She took a deep breath and placed her head in her hands.
What the hell was she going to do?
She took another deep breath and went back to what she was doing before.
She felt her phone vibrate in her pocket.
She took it out and glanced at the screen.
He was calling.
She glanced around as she held the vibrating phone in her palm.
She could just ignore it and not see him later and just do this weekend and go back to her life as Mrs. Edward Cullen, the life she had enjoyed so thoroughly before she met him.
She knew Jacob would be angry and would therefore send her death glares and try to rouse an angry jealous reaction in her all weekend but she could handle it. Edward would be with her. It's not like she would be alone...
She sighed, cleared her throat and flipped her phone open.
"Hello?"
She made sure to sound completely normal, almost as if her friend Angela was calling her or her next door neighbor and not the man who made her thighs quiver and her core ache with just the sound of his voice.
"Hey."
Bella rolled her eyes angrily. Of course, he would be completely nonchalant about the whole thing. He got what he wanted these past five weeks after all.
"Hello Jacob. What can I do for you?"
She heard him sigh. "Is someone there with you?"
She didn't answer and she heard him sigh again.
"Bells, look, I'm sorry, okay? I didn't mean to be such a dick last night."
Bella scoffed.
"Oh really?"
He groaned on the other end.
"Yes. Bells, do you think you could hold off being such a super bitch until you at least hear what I have to say?"
She scoffed again. "Are you fucking kidding me right now? You've got some nerve, Jacob! Goodbye!"
She moved the phone away from her ear, intent on flipping it closed, ending the call, when she heard him shout.
"Don't hang up! Bells! Fuck! Bella!"
She formed her lips into a thin tight line and put the phone back to her ear.
"What!"
She winced at the venom that seeped from her tone.
Well, he deserved it.
She heard him take a deep breath.
"Bella, I don't want to do this over the phone. Can you please come to the shop like we agreed so we can talk?"
Bella snorted.
"Jacob, what could possibly make you think I would want to see you right now? Or ever again for that matter?"
Silence.
She had him.
She was ending it.
In some sick childish way, she had gotten it out before him without even meaning to.
There.
She had done it. She had done the right thing. She had been strong and for the first time in five weeks, she felt lighter, freer. Better.
"You're going to see me for the next two days, Bella."
His tone was menacing, calm and angry.
Bella snorted in derision.
"Is that what this is about? It's two days, Jacob! Two days! Everything will be fine. We'll do what we always planned and then after that, we'll never have to worry about it again. So, relax, Jacob. Ness will never know. We can do two days."
"No, we can't."
Bella's mouth dropped. He had just whispered that to her. And the whisper sounded...sad.
She sighed heavily and closed her eyes, sitting down on the stool at the counter, leaning and holding her head in her left hand. She spoke evenly but without the malice from before.
"Yes we can."
He sighed again.
"I don't want to, Bella."
She chuckled mirthlessly.
"Yeah, well, I hate to burst your bubble there, kiddo, but you really don't have a choice."
"Bells-"
Bella sat up, dropping her hand, eyes open.
"Look. Jacob. This is over, okay? There's no need for me to come down there and hear what you have to say. There's no need for you to call me anymore or text me. Let's just let this go, okay? We had fun. It was good-no-amazing mind-blowing sex. But now, things have come to an end. You don't have to worry about this weekend. I'm not gonna act any differently and neither are you. They'll never know. I wouldn't do that to him or her. Especially her. Especially now. So let's just call a spade a spade. It's over. Okay?"
She could hear him breathing and it sounded like it was picking up pace.
"Jake? Okay?"
He snorted but didn't say anything.
She rolled her eyes.
"I'll take that as a yes. Goodbye, Jacob."
She pulled the phone from her ear and snapped it shut.
She threw it onto the counter, not really caring if it broke or not.
She then placed her arms onto the cool marble surface and crossed them.
The tears began to fall and she placed her head into her arms.
She let the sobs escape, shaking her shoulders, for the one thing she had hoped fervently that she never had to give up but knew she had to. It was time.
She cried for herself, for Edward, for her betrayal of him, for the sharp turn their life had taken.
She cried for how dirty, how tainted and unclean she felt. How she could never right that wrong.
She cried for the yearning she felt even now, the cravings her body was suffering and would for some time, she knew.
And then the tears started to fall faster, the sobs became louder and she began to cry uncontrollably.
And she knew.
Her body was mourning with her.
These were the tears for Jacob Black.
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By the time Bella was able to get herself under some sort of control, she noticed it was 11:03.
Great.
The time just wanted to make her cry more but instead she went and grabbed a tissue to blow her nose.
She glanced at herself in the bathroom mirror.
She looked horrible.
Her eyes were red and puffy, her hair was a complete mess, her lips were chapped.
She sighed and went to work.
She quickly washed her face and ran a brush through her hair, slapping it up into a quick untidy ponytail.
She looked at herself once more in the mirror.
She didn't know how she was going to get through it, but she had to keep her game face on for this weekend.
She just had to.
She looked down at her clothes and snorted in disgust.
She still had her t-shirt and pajamas on with her flannel robe hanging loosely around her.
What a mess.
She started to put the brush and face wash away when she heard the front door slam.
The slam reverberated throughout the house making her drop the things in the sink.
Her heart started pounding in fear.
Who the fuck was in her house?!
She hadn't locked the door. Dammit! How could she be so fucking stupid? Edward had always gotten angry with her and demanded that she lock it. And now she hadn't and Edward was right, someone was in the house to kill her.
Her breathing was faster and although she tried to keep it quiet, it was loud.
She quickly went through everything in her head. Her cell phone was in the kitchen as was the house phone. The other house phone was upstairs and she couldn't get to either room without being seen by whoever was inside.
She could scream but most of her neighbors were at work. Even if they weren't and somehow heard her, would help be able to reach her in time?
She moved to the door of the bathroom, slowly pushing it closed, praying it wouldn't make a noise and give her away.
And then she heard it.
"BELLA!"
She froze.
"BELLA, WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU?!"
He sounded angry.
Really angry.
Oh shit, she had never heard him this angry before.
Had she done it, had she finally pushed him over the edge?
"BELLA, STOP FUCKING HIDING AND COME OUT! NOW!"
Bella's temper flared. Oh how fucking dare he! Hiding was she? From him? Yeah, right. As if.
Against her better judgment, she stepped out of the bathroom and made her way into the kitchen where she last heard his voice.
As soon as she stepped into the room, he turned and glared at her.
She glared back.
"What the fuck are you doing here, goddammit? Get out! Now!"
His eyes flashed angrily. He approached her fast, scaring her, until he was standing in front of her, leaning over her a bit.
Bella gulped.
His intimidation tactics were working.
But she tried to keep her head. She would have nerves of steel when dealing with the very man her body was crying out for at the moment.
"Fuck you, Bella! How fucking dare you think that you can just say that to me and then hang up? Who the fuck do you think you are?"
His face was closer to hers now. She was scared but again, her temper got the best of her.
"Excuse me? Who the fuck do you think you are?! Who said you can just fucking storm in here, into MY house and start fucking screaming at me? Get the fuck out, Jacob! Right now!"
He started shaking, just like she had seen that night at dinner. Except there was no Ness this time to calm him down.
Bella felt herself starting to tremble, but she put on a brave face.
"Jacob! I mean it! You better leave right now or I'm-I'm calling the police!"
He laughed darkly.
"Right. Yeah. Go ahead and call them. I can't wait to see the look on old Eddie Boy's face when they tell him why I was here."
The malice in his threat grated on Bella's last nerve.
"You wouldn't fucking dare!"
He laughed again.
"Try me."
Bella didn't move and neither did he.
They stayed that way for another minute in silence until Bella broke it.
"Jacob. I swear to God, if you even breathe a word-"
Jacob let an evil grin take form on his face.
He whipped out his phone, opened it and started to press buttons.
"What's his number again? 227-875-"
"Don't you dare!"
His smirk grew wider.
He held the phone up to his ear.
"Jacob..."
He held a finger up to his lips and then crossed his arms.
"Shh. It's ringing."
She gritted her teeth. "Don't."
He shook his head.
"Tanya? Hi, it's Jacob Black. Yes, sweetie, I'm fine. How are you? Aww, that's nice to hear. I'm c-oh, thank you, honey. You, too. Listen, I was wondering, is Edward Cullen around up there by any chance?"
Bella felt rage consuming her. She knew she couldn't throw a punch worth a shit but she was close to throwing it anyway. She shook her head vigorously. "Don't Jacob."
Jake beamed at her. "He is? Well, honey, can I speak to him? Thanks, hun. I hope to see you soon, too."
Bella closed her eyes once, took a deep breath and then opened them to find him watching her in amusement. She felt violent. "Jacob, hang up the phone. Now."
He put his hand to the mouthpiece. "Shh. Don't worry. This'll just take a second."
She raised her voice. "Jacob Black, hang up that phone right the fuck now! I'm warning you!"
He laughed again. "You? Warning me? Please."
She moved forward an inch, lifting her hand to slap him when he caught her wrist, smiling wickedly at her.
"Edward? Hey, it's Jake. Yeah. Listen, I have something I need to tell you and it's kind of imp-"
Bella snaked her wrist out of his grip and grabbed the phone from his ear, closed it and threw it across the room, the device hitting the wall with a loud bang. She then turned around and punched him across the jaw, sending him back a step. He didn't even react. She was right. She couldn't throw a punch worth a shit.
Her hand hurt like hell, though. She was pretty sure she damaged it. But she couldn't care. It was worth the pain. She wouldn't let this asshole ruin her marriage.
He turned his head back to her, his eyes wide.
She lifted the hand that didn't feel like it had a hundred shattered bones and pointed to the foyer.
"Get out!"
His eyes narrowed at her but he didn't move.
She stepped an inch closer, bringing her into his face.
"I said get the fuck out! NOW!"
And then something inside him snapped.
He grabbed her upper arms roughly and slammed her into the wall, putting his weight against her. She cried out in pain and then his lips were on hers, forcing them apart and sticking his tongue into her mouth.
She tried to scream but he consumed the sounds. She tried to push him back but she couldn't. She tried to get at him, hit him in any way but he always seemed to match her movements, dodging this way and that to avoid her fists and legs but never breaking their connection.
He somehow managed to pick her up and wrap her legs around him as he carried her to the table where he slammed her down on her back, again making her scream in pain against his mouth and rattling the contents around her.
He tore his lips away and ducked his head and bit her neck, making her cry out and with one arm behind her, swept everything off the table, the coffee mug and plate shattering on the floor beneath them.
"No, Jake! N-"
He caught her lips with his again, muffling her cries. He pulled her robe roughly down her arms and at the same time began thrusting his hips into hers. She gasped.
It was like magic.
The minute his hardness pressed into her core she soaked her underwear.
She pulled her mouth away from his. "Jake! Stop! We can't! This is over! Stop! S-"
He growled angrily and flipped her body so she was lying face down on the table.
She felt him pull down her pajama pants quickly and then her underwear. She heard the zip.
"No Jake! Stop! We can't do this, stop!"
She felt the head of his dick move up her ass cheeks and around her aching crevice. He mashed his thumb into her clit and she gasped. Her hips started moving without her permission. And then she felt him slap her right cheek.
She couldn't help it.
It felt so good.
She moaned.
He pulled his thumb away and she tried to get up but he wouldn't let her. She tried to turn around to look at him and instead he grabbed her head and forced it back to its original position.
She felt his hands on her ass, spreading the cheeks wide.
"Jake, please."
He thrust hard into her, right up to the hilt.
She screamed.
She felt him lean forward, putting his weight on her, staying buried deep within her.
She felt his breath in her ear.
"Do you want me to pull out?"
"Yes! No more, Jacob!"
He growled. "Fine, but if I do, know that that's the last time, Bella. Ever. You'll never have my dick in you again."
Bella started to breathe heavily. She closed her eyes. Even though that's what she had been going for earlier, now that it was here, in her face (well, in her, more precisely) could she really let him go?
"Still want me to pull out?"
A lone tear escaped and trailed down her cheek.
She bit down on her lip.
"Yes."
She heard him scoff and then felt him put his forehead against her shoulder.
He stayed that way for a bit, never pulling out as he said he would.
Bella could still feel him hot and hard inside her. What was taking him so long? Didn't he know that every second he stayed nestled in her wet heat her resolve was wavering?
Maybe that's what he was planning. She felt his chest heaving against her. Right when she was about to ask him what he was doing, he lifted his head and pressed a kiss to her shoulder.
"Okay."
His whisper made another tear escape.
He lifted himself off her and pulled out of her. He gently grasped her body and pulled her to her feet.
He slowly pulled her underwear up followed by her pajama pants.
She heard him zip up his jeans behind her.
She stayed still, refusing to look at him, knowing if she did, she would come undone.
She kept her eyes squeezed shut so no more tears could escape.
"Bella."
She didn't answer. She clenched her eyes shut tighter.
"Bells."
He was closer now, he was whispering into her ear.
She could feel everything, her control, starting to crack.
"Bells, please look at me."
She shook her head and bit down on her lip harder.
He sighed and she felt his arms wind around her and pull her back into him.
He rested his mouth at her ear, making her shiver and then mentally curse her body for reacting to him.
"I didn't hurt you, did I? When I..."
She shook her head again. "N-No."
He sighed again. "Please tell me the truth, baby. Did I hurt you?"
She shook her head more vigorously. "No."
"Then why won't you look at me?"
She could feel it, it was about to explode.
She released her lip for a second, closing her eyes even tighter.
"Because."
He placed a soft kiss on her temple.
"Because why?"
He sounded worried and that just made it worse. It was coming...
She drew in a ragged breath. "Because I can't."
"Bells-"
"Please just leave. Please."
She bit down on her lip again, still trying to keep it at bay. It was brimming right underneath the surface. She only had precious seconds.
She heard his breath catch. "Bells..."
His broken whisper almost unleashed it all. She put her face into her hands.
"Please just go. Please. Just go. Now."
He drew in a sharp breath and exhaled it in a broken up rhythm. She felt him remove his arms from around her and kiss her gently on the head. "Okay."
She heard his footsteps retreating to the doorway of the kitchen. He stopped and she wondered if he was going to say something.
She waited but nothing came. Then she heard him draw in another breath and then the footsteps retreated, getting softer and softer until they were gone. She then heard the front door open and close quietly.
And then it hit.
She fell to her knees, leaned back on her feet and dissolved into tears. Sobs shook her body and she held herself in her arms and leaned forward until her forehead touched the floor. She cried hard and loud, not caring in the least who heard her.
He was gone. That was it. It was over. She'd never feel him again, never feel his skin on hers, never feel him inside her. She'd never taste him again, be held by him. She'd never be kissed by him EVER again.
She cried even harder.
She felt two arms wrap around her and pull her up into a lap. A hand began to stroke her hair.
"Shh, shh. I'm here, honey. I'm here."
She brought her hands to her face, never once opening her eyes. She cried harder at the voice.
She felt him kiss her right temple and tighten his embrace around her.
He began to rock her, placing his chin on top of her head and rubbed small soothing circles on her back.
"I'm here, honey. I'm here. Shh."
She forced herself to take a couple of deep breaths, trying to calm herself down. When she felt she could speak, she pulled her head out from under him and dropped her hands. She then turned and looked at him. She knew she looked the worst she ever had and she couldn't find it in herself to care. His eyes were glistening and he had a fresh track of tears down his cheeks.
"I'm so so sorry." His voice broke and he swallowed.
Tears began falling onto her cheeks again and she whispered her plea to him.
"Please don't leave me."
His mouth hung open in shock.
Her face contorted as she began to cry again.
He clasped the back of her neck and pulled her to him and crushed his lips to hers, her tears mingling with the kiss, giving it a salty taste.
He pulled away and peppered kisses on her cheeks, her nose, her eyelids, her forehead, her chin, anywhere he could reach.
"I won't. I won't, baby. I won't leave you."
She stared at him and began to cry harder.
He kissed her forehead and pulled her head into his bare chest.
"Shh, baby. Please don't cry. I'm not leaving, okay? I'm not. Don't cry."
She tried to take a few deep breaths to calm down.
"That's it. Deep breaths."
She felt his chest heave in and out trying to get her to mimic his motions. She did and she found she was able to calm down a lot faster.
"There we go. That feel better?"
She nodded against him and she felt him lay his cheek on top of her head.
"Good."
He tightened his arms around her, almost to the point where she couldn't breathe, but before she could beg for release, he let her go and moved her off his lap. He stood up and began to walk away.
She felt the lump back in her throat and the tears clouded her vision once again.
"But I thought-"
He turned around quickly, knelt down and kissed her. He tore his lips from hers and placed his forehead on hers.
"I'm not leaving, honey. I promise. I just gotta grab my phone. One second, okay?"
Bella nodded and he smiled a small smile. He kissed her nose and then stood up. He moved to the spot where his phone lay haphazardly. He picked it up and flipped it open. He chuckled.
"Still works, wow. I thought it was a goner when you threw it. You've got one hell of an arm, Bells."
She grimaced. He made his way back over to her. He knelt down by her and grabbed her hand. "Let's go sit down."
Bella nodded and got up, letting him lead her into the living room and onto the couch next to him.
He gave her a quick smile and then reached up, wiping her face. He kissed her forehead softly and then kissed the hand he was holding.
He kept staring down at her hand in his, not saying anything.
Bella's heart was racing.
He then began to massage the skin on the back of her hand with his other one.
Bella took another ragged breath.
This was it.
He took a deep breath and then began.
"Bells..."
Bella closed her eyes and held her breath.
Here it comes...if she thought she was shattered into a million pieces before, she was wrong.
"She's not pregnant."
Bella's eyes flipped open in shock and she let out the breath she'd been holding in a whoosh.
He was staring at her, his eyes soft and pleading.
"H-How do you...know?"
"She took five different tests and they were all negative."
Bella broke his gaze and began to stammer. "B-But that d-doesn't mean-"
His hand reached out and cupped her chin, forcing her to look at him.
"She's not pregnant."
Bella frowned.
"But then why...?"
He knew what she was asking. He frowned in response and released her chin, looking down at their hands.
"I'm sorry, Bells. I know that was horrible of me. I wasn't trying to ignore you, I just..." He sighed heavily. "I was freaked out. I mean, I kind of knew she wasn't, that it was bullshit, but it still scared me that maybe this one time one of those tests would turn out to be positive. Especially now, after me and you..."
Bella watched him but his eyes never left their hands. He sighed again and closed his eyes.
He then opened them and turned to face her, never letting her hand go.
"I'm not ready to be a dad, Bells."
Bella's eyes widened. Oookay...but why was he telling her this?
He shook his head and looked down again.
"I mean, I know I'm 28 and I've gotta be ready at some point. Sooner rather than later because it's what she wants but..." He took in another deep breath and grimaced.
"I'm just not ready. Not yet." He looked up at her with those pleading eyes again.
She narrowed her eyes trying to figure him out. And that's when it hit her. He was trying to explain to her why he still couldn't give her what she wanted, what she needed from him. She swallowed and nodded slowly, lowering her eyes to their hands.
"Oh. Well, I guess...I understand."
She raised her eyes to his and he looked so sad. Why?
She cleared her throat and tried to break the silence. "Well, I mean, you're young and so is Ness." He winced when she used his wife's name. Yeah, she knew how that felt. "You guys have plenty of time for kids." Wait, why was she giving him some kind of reassuring pep talk about his marriage? What the hell was wrong with her?
She cleared her throat again and gently pulled her hand out of his.
His eyes looked even sadder as he watched her do it.
She sat back in the couch, pulling her legs up underneath her, placing her right elbow on the cushion and her hand on her forehead looking at him. She waited for him to speak.
He watched her silently and then leaned forward, resting his elbows on his knees, facing out towards the television.
"What did you mean that you knew she wasn't? That it was bullshit?"
Jake smirked and shook his head.
"If she's even a day late, she thinks she's pregnant. Hell, if she eats a cracker more than normal or craves a piece of chocolate, she thinks she's pregnant. And it always turns out to not be the case, as you can see."
He turned his head and smiled at her. She smiled slightly and nodded. He laughed and turned to face the television again.
"Yeah, so it was pretty much same ol' same ol'."
She took a deep breath.
"Did you know? Before..."
He lowered his eyes to the coffee table.
"No. I should have, though. Her asking to spend some time with me, making dinner, the whole deal. It's been done before but I didn't pick up on it."
Bella nodded and stared down at the cushion she was sitting on, biting her lip.
"And I would've told you."
She lifted her eyes to meet his. She could see he meant it.
Just then, his phone chirped.
He looked down to his phone on the table and picked it up, flipping it open.
He frowned at it and then closed it.
"It's Seth. He's holding down the fort while I'm gone. I'm gonna have to call him soon. I kind of ran out of there like a bat out of hell without saying a word. I think I scared the shit out of him and most of the customers with how pissed I was. So if we lose any business, it's all on you."
He turned and gave her an impish grin with that twinkle in his eyes. They both laughed.
He sat up quick. "Oh shit, that reminds me."
He opened his phone and started dialing.
He put the phone to his ear and turned to her.
"Not a word."
She gave him a confused look. Who could he be calling?
And then it hit her. Oh, she knew. Ness.
She sighed and focused on the cushion underneath her fingertips.
"Tanya? Hi, it's Jacob Black again."
Bella's head snapped up. What? WHY was he doing this?
"I know. Yeah, I do need to talk to him again. Could you put me through, please? Thanks. Oh-well, thanks. I'll make sure to tell her."
He laughed uncomfortably and rolled his eyes.
"Okay, thanks, Tanya."
He covered the mouthpiece with his phone. "Man, I wish that woman would give it a rest. She knows I'm married and she knows my wife, sheesh!"
He turned to find Bella staring at him pointedly. He laughed and shrugged.
"Edward? Hey, it's Jake again."
Bella's eyes widened. She began to shake her head and moved to paw at him, trying to grab the phone from his ear.
"Yeah, I know, I'm sorry. My phone died and I had to grab a spare battery." Jake got up and walked away from her, staring pointedly in her direction when he said the words "phone died". Bella started to hyperventilate. What the fuck was he doing?
"Listen, like I was saying before I have something important to tell you."
Bella dashed out of her seat and over to him, trying to reach for the phone, him twisting and turning out of her reach.
"Yeah. Hey, can you hang on a second? Just a second, sorry. Thanks."
He lowered the phone from his ear away from her and covered the mouthpiece.
He leaned down and kissed her quickly and then whispered.
"Shh. Relax. Breathe. It's not what you think. Trust me."
And then he pecked her lips and lifted the phone to his ear.
She glared at him and crossed her arms.
He laughed.
"Just this once." He winked at her.
He then removed his hand from the mouthpiece.
"Edward? Yeah, sorry, one of my guys needed an estimate. So anyway, Ness asked me to give you a call and let you know that we're actually going to leave around 2:30 instead. We're gonna hit traffic but it's just a better time for everyone to meet. So-oh, she did? Just now? Oh, okay good. I had no idea she was going in today. I guess she needed to close up some last minute things. Okay, great. Well, I'll see you later then. Okay, bye."
He snapped the phone shut and looked at Bella.
She stared at him expectantly.
He smiled again and then shook his head.
"I told you to trust me."
She glared again. "Uh huh."
He took a few steps, ending up right in front of her.
He lifted his right hand and stroked her cheek gently.
The smile melted off his face and he whispered to her.
"Bells?"
She turned her cheek into his hand, nuzzling him.
"Hmm?"
"Did I really hurt you before?"
Bella looked up into his eyes. His eyes were soft but full of concern.
She shook her head. "No."
She turned and kissed his palm.
"Then why were you crying?"
She looked up at him again. She felt the tears beginning to build. She lifted her left hand and covered his on her cheek.
"Why were you?"
He stared down at her, not saying a word.
She stared back with equal intensity, not making a sound.
He then lowered his head and let his lips brush against hers.
Bella's breath hitched.
He pushed his lips into hers a little more, removing his hand from underneath hers and putting it on the small of her back and pulling her into him.
Her hands reached up to place themselves on either side of his face as she parted her lips and he plunged his tongue into her mouth. She let her fingers travel up into his hair and grabbed what she could.
He kissed her slowly and deeply and she moaned into his mouth. He bent down, his lips never leaving hers and both hands grasped her ass and pulled her up. She wrapped her legs around him and rested her ass on his right arm. She felt his left arm clasp her back to hold her against him. She released his hair and moved her arms down to clasp around his neck, letting her fingers pull at the hair on the back of his head. He groaned which she swallowed up greedily and he began to move with her in his arms.
He slowly made his way up the stairs and carried her to the guest bedroom.
When they had had sex in her house in the past, she had been insistent on it never being in the bed she shared with Edward. Somehow it just made the betrayal worse in her mind.
Jake had rolled his eyes but respected it. So if the occasion struck and they felt like moving it to a bed for once, the guest bedroom was used.
He opened the door and walked through it, closing it quietly and clicking the lock into place. He moved her over to the bed. They were breathing loudly through their noses but Bella didn't care. She just needed him. Now.
She began to move up and down on his evident arousal, making him groan again. His hands had snaked underneath her t-shirt and began to rub small circles onto her back.
Bella could stay like this forever with him. This was a little slower than she expected but still nice none the less.
And a thought struck her. She pulled away, Jake groaning in protest but quickly moving to kiss her neck.
Bella was breathless.
"Wait. Wait. Wh-hat-about-Seth-h?"
He snorted and then, without warning, ripped her shirt down the front, fully exposing her to him.
She had shrieked at the unexpected action. He tore the remains of the shirt off her and let it fall to the floor next to them. Bella stared up at him, completely out of breath, her bare chest heaving in and out uncontrollably. He looked down at her breasts and then smiled back up at her.
He turned them quickly and gently laid her down on the bed, with him above her, resting his weight onto his elbows.
He began to lower his lips to hers.
"Fuck Seth. I'm on vacation."
Bella giggled. He gave her that sexy smile of his that she loved and then took her mouth in his.
~~~~~~~~~SWM~~~~~~~~~~~~~SWM~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~SWM~~~~~~~~~
Bella had everything packed and ready.
She circled around and went over everything in her head.
Yep, she was ready.
She looked at the clock on the microwave.
1:51
Good, Edward would be here in a few minutes and then they would go.
She grabbed her purse and sat down at the kitchen table.
She had cleaned up the mess from before a few minutes ago.
If she hadn't been so torn, so upset over everything that was happening, that actually might have been hot.
But she couldn't go through with it. Not at the time.
She pulled out her phone and began to scan it. She went through it and deleted all the messages from him.
As she hit the delete button repeatedly, she bit on her thumbnail, thinking about the way he had touched her today. That had definitely been different.
He had told her to lie back and relax, let him take control, and she did.
He stuck out his tongue and worked his way from her collar bone to her breasts, making her tingle with pleasure.
He then proceeded to take her left nipple into his mouth, sucking on it lightly. Her fingers had worked their way into his hair, pulling slightly.
He then released it and let his tongue circle the skin around it before taking the nipple back into his mouth. He gently grazed it with his teeth and then massaged it with his tongue to take the sting out.
She had moaned and arched her back, pushing her chest into him, trying to get him to take in more of her.
He then suckled lightly before turning his attention to the other nipple. He made sure to palm the abandoned breast, though, making her moan as he gently squeezed and massaged.
He let his tongue trail from the center of her chest down her abdomen making her tremble which he chuckled at. He then blew air onto the wet path he made. She had begun to tremble harder. He brought his tongue down to her navel and circled the area before making his way down to the top of her pants. He did the same thing as before, blowing air onto the new pathway again.
He then gripped the band of her pants, looking up at her and asking silent permission which she gave with a nod, and then pulled them down with her lifting her hips to help. As he slid the thin material down, he alternated open-mouthed kisses on her thighs, then her legs, even pressing feather light kisses to the tops of her feet as he sat up to pull her pants completely off of her.
He had looked at her then, his eyes smoldering with desire as he smiled at her.
"I love your body, Bella. It's perfect."
Bella blushed then. She didn't agree.
He then moved to be on top of her and cupped her face with his right hand, making her look up at him. "You're perfect. Absolutely perfect." He had whispered it to her lips and then kissed her sweetly before making his way back down her body again.
His hands reached the elastic band of her panties and he began to pull them down slowly, kissing every inch of skin that came into view. Her breathing got heavier with each kiss and she lifted her hips one more time to help him strip her. He pulled the panties up over her legs, kissing her right thigh and knee along the way. He then dropped them to the floor behind them and then lowered himself until he was face to face with her core.
He watched her and turned to kiss the inside of her thigh, making her moan and lay her head back. His hands traveled up to her breasts and squeezed gently. She placed her hands back in his hair again, holding on for dear life as he placed his lips to her folds kissing softly.
She moaned and pulled at him, making him chuckle. She felt his tongue swipe her slit once and she bucked in response. She opened her eyes and glared down at him. He laughed quietly. "Easy, Bells. I'm getting there."
He wrapped his left arm around her body, holding her down as his right hand spread her lips apart. He then placed his mouth on her and she gasped, laying her head back again.
He circled around her clit slowly, gently, and then worked his way down to her entrance. She lifted her head and was met with his dark eyes. He then thrust his tongue into her making her cry out and buck up against him but he held her down. She pulled on his hair and moaned as he thrust in and out of her sex.
Her right hand flew up to her own hair and pulled.
"Oh God, Jake. God! Don't-stop!"
He was thrusting mercilessly, bringing her, at lightning speed, to the edge. Her hands tightened in both their hair and she turned and bit down on her arm. She was right there.
And then he stopped and pulled his tongue out. She groaned and looked down at him. He chuckled and shook his head. "So impatient. Relax, Bells, I got it." He winked at her and she laughed breathlessly shaking her head. He smiled and then lowered his head again.
He licked around her lips and she moaned in frustration. She heard him laugh quietly again.
He then pushed a finger into her making her gasp and undulate towards his hand, only being stopped by his arm. He added another finger and then began to pump them in and out fast. Bella removed her hand from his hair and brought it up to join the other in her hair. Oh God, he was doing it to her again. She was right there, about to fall over the edge.
He added a third finger and she was yelling his name. One foot was over the edge.
He licked around her clit and then nipped it gently. She screamed his name as she came, arching her back completely off the bed. She rode his fingers as she came down from her high. He kissed her lips and the inside of her thighs softly as she struggled for air.
He pulled his fingers out of her and placed them in his mouth. He sucked the juices off of them greedily. "Mmmm, Bells. Delicious." She trembled and raised her head slowly to look down at him.
She laughed weakly and then placed her head back down. "Glad you think so."
He brought his left hand to cup her face gently as he moved above her.
"You are."
He kissed her deeply and she could taste herself, making her even wetter if it were possible.
She began to trail her hand down towards the button on his jeans when his hand grabbed her wrist.
"No." He had spoken the word into her mouth so she pulled away, looking up at him questioningly.
He pulled her hand up to his mouth and kissed it.
"It's not about me today."
Bella's brows furrowed.
He smirked.
"At least, not completely."
He then kissed her again, stroking her hair as he did.
He broke away and lifted himself off up the bed.
She lifted herself to her elbows and watched him.
His smirk grew wider as he watched her back, unbuttoning his jeans and pulling the zipper down. He then proceeded to take them off along with his boxers, pushing them both down to his feet and then stepping out of them. His erection stood out proudly, now free of its constraints.
He began to make his way to the bed when she spoke up.
"Um...do you..." She blushed. She didn't know how she was supposed to ask him this especially since she was always the proponent of a skin on skin connection between them. "Do you...um...have a condom?"
His smile dropped and he looked at her in disbelief.
She blushed an even deeper shade of red. She should have known he wouldn't like that. "It's-It's not why you think. It's just-well-with everything last night and-I just think-I mean, I have some but I don't know if they'd-fit you."
He arched his eyebrows at her.
Bella lowered her eyes. "I mean-they might be-a size too-small or something."
"Do you want to end this, Bells?"
She heard the hurt in his voice. She quickly flashed her eyes up to his. "No! That's not what I'm saying at all! Why would you even think that? Why? Because I'm asking you to wear a condom?"
His eyes tightened in pain. "No, it's not that. I've been trying to get you to go with me on that for a while. I hate coming on you all the time, I feel like I'm not treating you right or something, you know? It's kind of gross." He looked at her sheepishly. "It would be nice to finish inside of you for once."
Bella bit her lip. Yeah, she had to agree, she was getting tired of their pattern, too. And it would be nice for him to fall over that edge with her.
"But...I can't help but wonder at the timing."
Bella sighed and sat up, holding her legs together and pulling her knees up to her chest, her arms around them.
"Jake, it's not like that. I just think maybe it's a good idea, that's all. You said yourself you're not ready to be a father. You've told me time and time again that neither of us could afford the risk and that's why you couldn't finish before. So I'm thinking maybe you're right, maybe it's not worth the risk. We've been reckless this past month and have gotten lucky. But why continue to be stupid, right?"
Jake snorted and looked at her more intently. "Wow. I know I sound like a little bitch right now but I don't care. This is just sex for you, Bells, isn't it?"
Bella's mouth gaped at him.
"Are you fucking kidding me? All because I'm trying to be safe here for both of us?"
Jake sighed and rubbed his face tiredly.
"Okay you know what, I've been holding back because I was afraid if I said anything, you'd completely freak and never see me again. But fuck it. If this is just sex for you, then what's the fucking point? You'll just use me until you get bored and then leave anyway."
Bella scoffed at him and jumped off the bed. She went to the dresser and pulled out a spare pair of sweat pants she kept in the room for occasions such as these. She began to throw them on.
"Unfuckingbelievable. I'm using you, huh? That's pretty funny. Especially, coming from you."
"What the fuck does that mean?"
He was angry now.
She dug around in the drawer looking for a shirt. "Oh, please. Like this isn't just sex for you."
He came up behind her and gripped her arm, turning her around to face him.
"It's not!"
She stared at him in shock.
He loosened his grip on her a little but didn't let go. He took a deep breath and looked at her with tight eyes.
"It's not. This isn't just some mindless screwing. You're not just a fuck to me, Bells."
Her eyes narrowed and she tilted her head to look at him. What the hell?
He swallowed, looked down and then brought his eyes back to hers.
"When I came in and found you crying on the floor before, was that because you wouldn't be able to fuck me anymore or because you wouldn't be able to see me? Or was it something else?"
Bella didn't know how to answer that. She had been thinking of how she would go on without his touch, without feeling that physical connection with him for the rest of her life. She took a deep breath and closed her eyes, shaking her head.
"Okay, tell me this. When I tried to fuck you before, you stopped me, you asked me to leave, why? And why did I stop? Why did I give you the choice if all you were was a fuck to me, Bells?"
Bella opened her eyes and scoffed. "Oh, I don't know, maybe because then it would have been actually fucking rape?"
He didn't flinch like she had expected him to. "It's hard to rape the willing, Bella. You and I both know that if I shoved my cock into you one more time, you'd have been begging for it."
"You bastard!"
She went to slap him but he caught her wrist. "I think you've hit me more than enough times today, Bella."
She snaked her wrist out of his grip and scrambled to get the shirt in her hand on.
"You know what? Get out. What the fuck was I thinking letting you have another crack at me? God, I am so fucking stupid!"
She heard him sigh as she pushed her head into the hole of the shirt and then pulled it down.
"Bells, please. Will you just listen to me? Please? Haven't we fought enough today?"
He went to wind his arms around her but she pushed him away.
"You're right, we have. More than enough. We're done. Now get out."
He roared in frustration.
"Goddammit Bells! You're like a fucking broken record, you know that? 'It's over! Get out! We're done!' Jesus Christ! If you really wanted to end it, then why haven't you already?"
She went into the guest bathroom, laughing darkly. "I tried to today, remember? You're the one that came over here and threw me around, threatening to tell Edward if I did. Or was that the other guy? You know, there's so many of you, I just can't keep track."
She turned the sink on and washed her hands.
He appeared behind her and pushed himself into her, his erection digging into her back.
"Don't say that to me."
He whispered it into her ear but Bella could hear the seriousness in his tone.
She glared at him in the mirror.
"Then don't tell me that I'm just using you for mindless fucking."
She said it with just as much deadly menace.
He glared back at her for a minute and then sighed, burying his face into her neck.
"Bells, I didn't mean it. I'm sorry. I'm just-I don't know. I'm all fucked up right now."
She didn't give way, never softened her glare at him.
He kissed her shoulder.
"I care about you, Bells."
She frowned at him, her eyebrows mashed together.
He kissed her neck and then her cheek and turned to look at her, his arms winding around her.
"You mean...a great deal...to me."
She arched her eyebrows at him and he laughed.
He kissed her cheek again.
"I'm just saying that this isn't just sex for me. I don't ever want you to think that, Bells. Ever."
Bella nodded.
"I know that I might regret this and be kicking myself in the ass for it later, but I need to know."
Bella looked at him expectantly.
He narrowed his eyes at her.
"Is this just sex for you? Is that...all you want out of this?"
What did he mean, 'want out of this'? That's all she was going to get. She wasn't a fool.
She loved his body. She did. Call her a whore, call her a user, whatever. She would freely admit it. She was addicted to his perfect body. She loved his touch, the way he seemed to know her body better than she did. She loved how complete she felt when he filled her. She loved the pleasure he brought her to each and every time, repeatedly. She loved the warmth of his skin, the kisses he showered her with, especially recently. She loved his hands and how big and strong they were. Not for sexual purposes, but how she felt safe and protected and warm in his arms. Like how he had carried her up here without breaking a sweat. Like she could trust him.
But then she started to think of all the other things. All the times she thought it was over these past few days, she had always been completely upset. She had been jealous any other time he was near a woman, even his own wife. If what they had was just sex then why did it bother her so much? Where did the rage and jealousy come from?
It wasn't like he was someone she just fucked and then once he opened his mouth to speak she would cement her legs shut, closing for business. Someone she could say 'Thanks. Later,' to and go on with her life and happily never think of again. He always made her laugh and feel at ease. That had been one of the things she had found most attractive about him when they first met. His smile was one of his best qualities along with his eyes. Those eyes that could see right into your soul. She also loved the fact that he was rough and aggressive with her one minute and then sweet and tender the next. He didn't treat her like she was glass yet didn't exactly break her either. He took care of her, was sweet and considerate and gave her what she wanted yet always called her on her bullshit and never took her crap lying down. She loved the tears he had let her see downstairs. She loved the way he had held her, calming her down.
Jacob Black could be a dick sometimes, just like any man, but through and through, deep down, he was a good person. He had a heart of gold and a kind soul. He was smarter than a lot of people gave him credit for. They figured someone who owned a garage, fixing cars, was too blue collar in their book, especially the idiots their spouses worked with. But she had seen him in that garage, after their little steamy tryst in his office and his bathroom, and he had looked so at home. She could tell he loved what he did, as he laughingly tried to teach her the name of each tool and how to change oil in a car which she just couldn't get, and she respected him more for it. That was something she definitely loved about him.
Is this what he meant by more than sex?
She furrowed her brows and spoke plainly.
"I don't think so."
His face fell and he dropped his eyes to her shoulder, biting down on his lip.
She quickly turned around to face him.
"No, no. I mean, I think it's more than sex for me, too."
He looked at her, his teeth sunk so deep into his lip Bella was surprised it wasn't bleeding.
"You think?"
Bella nodded and looked down.
"I wish I could give you a better answer than that, Jake. But, I-I can't. I mean, this isn't the two of us meeting somewhere, dating, and then deciding if we're in a relationship and should move in together. This is a completely different situation."
She looked back up at him.
"A complicated situation."
His teeth released his lip and his hand reached up to cup her chin.
He stared into her eyes, almost making Bella a tad uncomfortable. It was like he was searching for something...
Then his eyes widened and he leaned in and covered her mouth with his.
She moved her lips with his, parting them when his tongue glided along her lower lip and he stuck it in to tangle with hers. He picked her up again and carried her back to the bed.
He pulled away, speaking breathlessly to her. "Do you think you could take those off? I spent a lot of time taking the others off and I don't think we need any more interruptions or any further delays, do you?"
She laughed and pulled the shirt over her head. He smiled and leaned down, kissing her. She threw the shirt on the floor and began to pull her sweats down. He broke the kiss, helping her step out of the pants pooled at her feet. "Get on the bed."
She crawled back onto it as he knelt down and picked up his jeans. She saw him stand back up with a foil packet in his hands. She arched her eyebrows suggestively. "Do I want to know?"
She could feel the old surge of jealousy in her. What the hell was he doing carrying a condom around? He was married and he never used one with her. So, what the fuck?
He chuckled. "It's not what you think, Bells." Damn! That's another thing; he could always read her so easily. "I told you, I've been trying to get you to see the light for a while. I knew I was going to see you today-" She glared at him. "-was hoping I was gonna see you today so I wanted to be prepared. I always carry one whenever I see you."
She arched her eyebrows further.
He laughed again.
"Oh come on, Bells. Let's not do this again. My dick can only take so much teasing before it's gonna go limp and refuse to come back up, know what I mean? I promise, I'm telling you the truth. Didn't we just go through this whole thing?"
Bella smiled wickedly at him. That was true, he had just got done telling her that she meant more to him than she realized. He wouldn't be fucking around on her and his wife. If it was just sex to him, that is. And he had clearly stated to her that it was not.
He smiled and ripped the packet open with his teeth. He pulled out the condom and rolled it onto his shaft. When he was done, he then crawled onto the bed and underneath the covers that Bella had wiggled herself under. He grabbed the back of her neck and pulled her to meet him. He kissed her sweetly as he positioned himself in between her spread legs.
He lowered his right hand, breaking the kiss and guided his tip to her entrance. Once he was in the right spot, he pushed himself in a little, making Bella moan. He kissed her again and slid himself slowly into her wet heat. She gasped into his mouth when he was in all the way.
He pulled his head up and looked down at her, closing his eyes and groaning. "So tight, honey. So tight." She smirked. "So big, Jake. So big." He opened his eyes and laughed and so did she. She placed her left hand on his back, near his shoulder blade and her right hand clasped itself behind his neck. He placed one hand underneath her back, pulling her up to meet him a little and one on the side of her on the sheets.
He stared down into her eyes and then pulled out and pushed back in, filling her once again. She gasped just like last time. He moved his hand away from the side of her and tenderly stroked her face. "Wrap your legs around me, honey."
She crossed her legs behind his back and it allowed him to get a little deeper, making them both groan.
He pulled out and then pushed back in. It felt so good. He always felt so good inside her. She closed her eyes and moved her head to the side, away from him as she moaned again.
"Bells."
She opened her eyes and turned back to him.
"I need you to stay here with me. Don't focus on anything else but me. Okay?"
Bella nodded.
He pulled out and then whispered to her lips. "I want you with me."
He kissed her and then pushed back in.
She gasped again into his mouth. He began a slow but steady movement. They were deep lingering thrusts but there was no force behind them, no aggression. She kept waiting for him to pick up the pace and start thrusting into her fast and hard like he always did. That's how he liked to fuck. She knew that and truthfully, so did she, most of the time.
But this...this was different. He maintained his slow pace, kissing her languidly and deeply, pulling away to give them much needed air every so often. He would then bury his head into her neck, breathing heavily into her ear as he pushed in and out of her, never breaking rhythm, one of his hands in her hair, her nails beginning to dig into his back. She could feel the muscles rippling and contracting underneath her fingertips each time he pushed and pulled. He kissed her all over, paying special attention to her breasts and neck and then taking her lips once again to share a sensual kiss.
He was building the pressure slowly, not rushing her to ecstasy as he always did before. She didn't know how long they went like that for, but eventually he did increase his speed a little. The thrusts were the same but a little faster. Her body was starting to move even more with his and he was getting deeper with a little more force.
Their bodies were slick with sweat and their faces were both flushed as their heavy pants filled the air. The sheet was the only thing covering them, the blankets thrown to the side when both their body temperatures began to rise. Bella didn't even want to think about the time. She couldn't bear it. It felt like they had been at this for hours.
And honestly, she couldn't care less right now. The sensations this man was creating in her was incredible. She literally felt like she was on the edge of oblivion.
"Bells."
He had croaked out the sound. His voice was gruff. They had been doing a lot of heavy breathing...
She looked at him moving above her. She brought her right hand from his back to the side of his face. He stared into her eyes.
"Stay with me."
Bella released his face and snaked her hand around the back of his neck and pulled him down to her, taking his lips in hers. He kissed her but then moved his hand behind him to untangle her legs from his back.
She whimpered into his mouth.
He pulled away, smiling, and positioned himself so he could thrust even deeper, hitting a spot inside her that made her worship him.
She began to moan repeatedly now and gasp more often. She was getting closer to that edge and by the way he picked up the pace a few minutes later, he was, too.
He kissed her, sticking his tongue into her mouth again, exploring her, tasting her as he thrust in and out of her body.
She then felt his left hand snake up and remove her right one from around his neck. Bella had no idea what he was up to.
And then he brought their hands up above her head and then placed his hand into hers, intertwining their fingers. She wasn't sure what to make of that one but she didn't focus too long on it. She was about to fall over that edge.
His thrusts became more frantic, still controlled, but with an obvious need behind them. He tore his mouth away from hers. "Are you coming with me, Bells?"
She arched her back into him, trying to meet his thrusts with her own but finding herself unable to do so. Her entire lower half was tingly and weak, almost like Jell-O.
He placed his lips very close to hers but didn't kiss her. "Are you, honey?"
Bella nodded quickly. Her head began to thrash about. If he hit that spot just a little more...
He kissed her quickly and then buried his head into her neck, his mouth at her ear.
He pushed harder and she came undone. She convulsed against him, crying out his name, her one hand digging into his back and the other trying to break free but he held it fast, her toes curling as she was set on fire, the most pleasurable fire she had ever felt.
She trembled as she rode it out and began to come back down. She hadn't even realized Jake had stopped thrusting and had lifted himself up to watch her. He made a strangled groan when she had tightened down on him but somehow he had kept from finishing. Bella didn't know where he got his stamina and strong will from but that was another thing she loved about him. He was always determined to make her come, to make her feel good first, even if that meant holding off his own pleasure.
He kissed her lips chastely and then buried his head into her neck once more, pushing into her even faster. "Bells-ungh-honey-shit-uh-I'm-ungh-coming!" And within seconds and one final impossibly deep thrust, she felt him pulse inside her and he lifted his head, squeezing his eyes shut, his mouth hanging open. "Bellllllls!" She immediately grasped his ass with her left hand and pushed him into her even more. Another strangled groan escaped him, this time sounding worse than the last one. He gripped her hand tighter and pinned it to the bed as his body jerked violently above her a few times and then came to a shuddering stop. He then collapsed onto her, knocking the wind out of her.
She struggled to breathe and he began to move his weight off her. He mumbled an apology to her.
"No, no, it's okay. I'm fine. Stay."
He acquiesced and moved himself back down to her, gently this time.
He laid his head down on her shoulder and puffs of warm air hit her neck.
She stroked his back tenderly with her left hand and kissed his sweaty head next to her and then his forehead. Her right hand broke free of his and came to rest on his head, threading through the hair with her fingers.
"Wow. That was amazing."
Jake laughed breathlessly. "Yeah, that was."
Bella stared up at the ceiling. She was in shock. "I mean...incredible. I don't think anyone's ever made love to me like that before."
Her words echoed in her head and she bit her lips. Oh shit. She felt him stiffen against her. Great. Just what we needed. Good job, Bella.
He lifted his head up slowly to look at her and she blushed crimson and turned away from him. She couldn't look at him. How could she have just said that?
He brought the fingers of his right hand under her chin and turned her to face him.
"And I don't think I've ever made love to anyone like that before." He smiled warmly at her. He leaned down and kissed her.
Then he broke away. "Listen, Bells. I know you want me to stay but I-uh-can feel myself going all-" He blushed! They had been fucking like animals in heat for the past five weeks, doing things and saying things that would make Bella blush uncontrollably for the rest of her life each time she thought of them. And he was more sexual, more direct than her and he was blushing? She laughed and kissed him. He was adorable sometimes, always surprising her when she least expected it.
"Going all what? Soft? Yes, I know. Go ahead. Get rid of it."
He smiled and kissed her again quickly. He then pulled out of her, making her whimper at the loss of contact, and made his way into the bathroom. She stretched and smiled, looking at the clock and sitting upright when she saw the time.
12:59
Had they really been going at it this long? Oh shit. What about Edward? He was supposed to be home at 12! Had he heard them? Oh fuck!
She immediately jumped off the bed and began to throw her clothes on. She heard the toilet flush and then she heard him come into the room.
"Whoa. Bells. Where's the fire?"
He said it laughingly but she could sense a touch of hurt behind it.
She turned and saw a huge smile on his face but his eyes were tight again.
"I-Edward-home-12." She couldn't make any sense, she was so panicked the words just rushed right out. She gave up and began searching the drawers in the nightstand for a hair tie. She couldn't find the one from before by sight and she didn't have the time to look for it. Jake had thrown it somewhere in their moment of passion but she had no idea where. She'd look for it later.
Jake walked up to her and put his hands on her shoulders, forcing her to look at him.
"Easy, Bells. Breathe. Slow down. Talk to me."
She took a deep breath as directed and thanked God for the person who invented door locks. Not that that would have stopped Edward if he wanted in. Shit.
"Edward-was supposed to be-home at 12. It's now-one o'clock. Which means-that he heard us-this whole time."
She was close to hyperventilating. Oh God, oh God.
He looked at her and then laughed.
She stared at him like he had lost his mind. Did he think this was funny? Did he want Edward to kill him and then her? Not that she really ever worried about that. Hurting him was more her concern than anything. Edward was a good man and didn't deserve the pain of listening to his wife being pleasured...quite well...by another man.
"Relax, Bells. I'm sorry, I thought I told you. I guess I was distracted." He looked at her pointedly. "Edward said she had gone in and they had some more work to do so the later time was good. He said he would call you and let you know he wouldn't be home until around 2 or so."
Bella heaved a sigh of relief. "He told you that?"
Jake nodded, laughing again and pulled her into him for a hug. "Everything's fine." He whispered it into her ear, making her shiver against him.
He kissed her forehead and pulled away. "But you do have a point. We are running late. I've gotta get going, make it back to the shop quickly and put Seth out of his misery before I up and leave him again."
He began to put his jeans on. Bella nodded and then a thought struck her. "Hey, so if you weren't going to tell me you didn't want to see me anymore, then why did you want me to stop by the shop today?"
He sighed and sat down on the bed.
"Well, I don't want to get you upset. I mean, you are so cute when you're mad but I think I've gotten you pissed off enough for one day, wouldn't you say?"
Her heart jumped into her throat. How can someone say something like that and then not elaborate?
She looked down at the ground when she noticed he was watching her intently.
"Tell me."
It was barely a whisper but Jake heard her.
"I just-you know how these things run, right? I mean, it's all about socializing and schmoozing and good impressions and all that bullshit. Her dad and mom are coming down and a lot of neighbors of ours are clients, etcetera."
Bella nodded.
He sighed again. "Okay, well, here's the thing. I'm a naturally flirty guy, right?"
Bella gasped and put her hand to her heart. "What? You? Never." She gave him a wicked grin.
He mockingly glared at her. "Uh huh, nice, Bells. You're so funny. Do you take that act on the road or do you just do stand-up around here?"
Bella rolled her eyes. "Continue."
He grimaced. She wondered what could be making him so reluctant to tell her. And she started to panic. He said he didn't want to end it but this was something he thought would make her upset? Oh the possibilities...Her pulse began to race.
"Well, a lot of women find me attractive. Not a word." He held a finger up and she bit her lip to keep in the laugh bubbling in her throat. "Wow, that sounds really cocky. Shit, this isn't coming out right. I knew it wouldn't."
He groaned and leaned forward onto his elbows on his knees, putting his head into his hands.
She was in straight panic mode now. Somehow, her brain overrode it and forced her legs to walk over to him and then kneel down in front of him. She stroked his scalp and kissed his hands.
"Go ahead. I know you're not like that. You know better."
He lifted his head and looked at her. She narrowed her eyes at him. His eyes brightened.
"You're right. I do know better." He leaned forward and kissed her nose. He then leaned back and gazed at her.
"The thing is, Bells, the wives and girlfriends, sometimes daughters or 'friends'," He used air quotes when saying the word friends so Bella knew right away what he meant. "Well, they like to flirt with me, come on to me, the whole deal. I don't know what it is but they just kind of...flock to me." He sighed. "I hate it. But Ness, she likes it when I-" He shook his head and put his face back into his hands. "When I flirt back. Shit, that sounds so bad."
Bella continued to stroke his head tenderly. She could see this really bothered him, talking about it to her. But she knew it to be true. That's just how these types of circles worked. She closed her eyes in pain and then opened them again. "Have you ever-you know-slept-with them?"
She gulped. She wasn't sure she really wanted to know the answer.
He jerked his head upright like she'd slapped him. Again. His eyes were wide. "God, no! Never! Absolutely not!"
Bella held her hands up in surrender. "Okay, okay. Relax. It was just a question. Just a question."
She placed her hand on top of both of his. "Okay, I'm sorry."
He gripped her hand and took a deep breath. "No, I'm sorry. I just-it just sucks, that's all. Not my favorite thing in the world. I mean, I know I sound like a whiny little bitch. What guy doesn't love to be showered with that kind of attention and be given permission, of all things, to return it? I know, I'm being unreasonable."
Bella narrowed her eyes at him again. "Jacob Black, you are not being unreasonable. If it bothers you, then horny guy or no, you shouldn't have to do it. And you shouldn't feel bad about it if you don't enjoy it. We're talking spoiled cheap women who don't give a shit about what kind of man you are or who you are as a person and only see you as a walking dick and just want to get their trashy little fuck on so they can get the orgasms that their disgusting perverted husbands can't give them because they're too busy jacking off to kiddie porn on the net!"
His eyes widened again but she didn't care. She knew those types of women. More than one had thrown themselves at Edward even when they knew he was married and Bella was standing right next to him.
She knew she sounded a little bit hypocritical being so judgmental of those women, but that was just it. She wasn't one of those women.
"Damn, Bells."
Her eyes snapped back to his and he was smiling smugly. "I didn't know you would feel so strongly about it." That smile told her otherwise.
Bastard. She hated that she could feel so jealous of women who would never know him the way she knew him. It was ugly and she hated it. And she hated him for bringing it out in her.
She shook her head and leaned back, retracting her hand.
"I don't."
His smile fell and he reached forward and grabbed her hand again. This time he kissed it and looked at her. "Yeah, you do." She went to protest but he cut her off. "And that's okay. This is why I'm talking to you about it. Look, Bells," He sighed once again and pulled her up to sit on his lap. "I know that we have certain...boundaries that we can't cross here and we're trying to figure things out as we go. Today...I think we had a bit of a breakthrough."
She looked at him confused. Breakthrough? What the hell was he talking about?
"For example, I think we both established that this is more than sex for us. Where that leaves us, I don't know, but I think it's better, don't you? We both know that we mean more to each other now. And that afterwards, I mean, damn. That was intense. Fucking incredible."
Bella nodded, biting her lip. But then she looked at him and silently asked him, 'But where could this possibly go? We're both committed to other people we love.'
He sighed and then kissed her forehead. She rested her head on his shoulder and looked up at him. "I don't know where this is gonna go, Bells. I wish I had the answer, but I don't. And I know I should watch myself and not say anything to make you uncomfortable, make you feel like you need to get up and run as far away from me as you can. And I know I shouldn't make things more complicated than they already are. But I can't help it, Bells. I want to be honest with you. I want to tell you how I feel."
Bella stared at him. A part of her was scared shitless like he said. This was starting to get deeper than either of them had anticipated or planned on than when they had first started. But another part of her...well, that part was secretly thrilled and doing cartwheels, feeling so damn happy it would burst. She couldn't explain it but she felt better knowing that Jake could finally clarify things for her.
He looked down at her. "Can I be honest with you, Bells? Can I tell you how I feel? Do you promise not to run if I do?"
She nodded. "You can tell me."
He took a deep breath and then kissed her nose again. She loved it when he did that.
"There's something about you, Bells. I don't know what it is and I'm not even gonna try to name it, but there's something special about you. I knew it the first time I met you. It was like no one else was even in the room and all I could see was you. You were so adorably cute with your blushing and your beautiful eyes and your soft flowing hair." He spoke these last words to her hairline and then kissed it, giving her goose bumps. "I loved the way you looked, the way you smelled, the way you spoke, hell, even the way you tripped."
She smacked his arm. "Hey! I did not trip."
He laughed. "Even then you were throwing yourself at me." He gave her a wink and she rolled her eyes.
"I told you I couldn't dance."
He rolled his eyes in response and smiled. "Sure, sure. Anyways, I loved everything about you and I knew I had to see you again. It didn't even enter into my head that I was married or you were." Bella gulped. She didn't want to think about them right now. Couldn't this moment be one little slice of perfect heaven without reality having to ruin it?
"I just knew I had to see you. And well, you know how that worked out." He winked at her and she laughed. Uh huh.
"And as we got...closer...I started to want to see you more and more. I hated being away from you. And I don't just mean the sex, Bells. It was like I was dying inside not seeing you. Like only you could make my day complete. Hearing your voice or laugh or seeing your smile or kissing you. Like I just couldn't be away from you."
He glanced down at her, trying to gauge her reaction to his words. She looked back at him.
"How long have you been feeling this way?"
He ducked his head. "A while."
She leaned forward a little more and whispered. "How long?"
He looked up at her, worry in his onyx eyes.
"Since that time at the garage." Bella's brows furrowed. "That's when I knew."
Bella sighed and laid her head back down on his shoulder, looking down, biting her lip again.
"I'm sorry, Bells. I'm not trying to freak you out or make you feel like you gotta break things off. I just-look, I know you're married to him and I know you love him just like I love her. I know that. But I just needed you to know."
She glanced up at him and he looked really scared. Like her next words would make or break him. "Jake, I-"
His face fell but he held a finger up to her lips, interrupting her.
"No, don't. I'm not telling you so you feel like you have to say anything back or to assert your feelings for Edward to me. I already know. Unless..."
She looked at him intently. Unless what?
He closed his eyes and removed his finger. "Unless you're trying to tell me you don't want to see me anymore." He was biting down on his lip.
She sighed and raised her hand to grip his chin and pull his face towards her, trying to get him to look at her. "Jake," He opened his eyes and Bella could see they were glistening with unshed tears. "I don't want to stop seeing you."
He stared at her, waiting for her to continue.
"I just...I don't want you to be upset if I...can't...return those feelings." He didn't move and she started stammering worrying about being too honest with him. "I mean...we're both married and not to each other...I mean, I know the right thing to do would be to end it now before anyone gets hurt but...I don't want to end it. I don't know what it is, Jake, but I can't let you go. Not yet."
Jake's eyes bored into her and she felt like he was doing that searching thing again.
She continued. "I know that's really selfish of me, but I don't know, Jake. I just-it tears me up inside if I think I'm never gonna see you again. And I hate it when other women flirt with you, when she touches you, kisses you. And I feel like I need you. I just-" She groaned and got off his lap. She hadn't meant to divulge any of that. It just all came out in a rush.
She began to pace, running her hands through her hair, messing up the ponytail's hold, rubbing her eyes with the heels of her hand.
"I don't know. I don't know what to say or do, Jake. I am just-a huge fucking mess!"
She turned to look at him and he was smirking.
Her mouth dropped open. She was telling him the truth, how she was feeling and he was amused by it?
She felt anger rise up in her for the umpteenth time that day.
He held up a hand and then got up off the bed and walked over to her. He took her in his arms, amidst her struggling to push him away, and hugged her tight, burying his head into her neck.
He exhaled and then kissed her neck and pulled away.
"Bells, for right now, can we just go with the flow?"
Bella scowled at him.
"Don't be mad at me. I wasn't laughing at what you were saying. I don't like it when Edward touches you or kisses you either. I become this angry...raging jealous...asshole when he does. You know that. I don't rein it in as well as I should. That night at dinner, it took everything I had not to rush over to you and yank you away from him. And I think it's ironic that I hated that you saw that, thinking that's why you tried to break it off that night, when really you've been feeling almost the same way I have."
He smiled again and kissed her forehead.
She pulled away and her scowl deepened.
"But you knew that! You kissed her in front of me on purpose, telling her you love her to try to get back at me!"
He chuckled. "I suspected you were but I wasn't sure. And I'm sorry, that was a dick move for me. But Bells, you have to admit, we weren't exactly talking about things at that point."
Bella huffed angrily and crossed her arms. So he had done his best to get her jealous that night. The only consolation she felt was that he had been just as jealous as she had.
He pulled her closer to him, even though she never untangled her arms and refused to look at him. She was still angry. He kissed her nose and began to rub small circles onto her back. She felt herself start to relax a little under his touch.
"Sorry, Bells. I admit it, I was a royal prick. I fucked up. I won't do it again, okay? But see, this is what I mean. We're talking now, being honest with each other, a breakthrough."
She sighed and wound her arms around him, holding him tightly to her as she laid her head down on his chest. She could hear his heart beating underneath. She liked the sound, it was calming. She shut her eyes and relaxed against him.
He kissed her head and then laid his cheek on top of it. "Listen, Bells. I have to get going. So do you. But, I want to tell you before I go," She opened her eyes and pulled away to look at him. "I don't want you to be upset if you see me with those women and if I'm flirting back and being all affectionate and crap. It doesn't mean that I'm not thinking about you the entire time. You're always on my mind even when you think you're not." He smiled at her and she nodded, giving him a small smile in return.
He stroked her cheek gently. "Just think, two days of this shit and then one more day until we see each other. Right?"
Bella turned and kissed his hand. This was going to be a long weekend, especially with the new information he had enlightened her with. She just really hoped she could go forty-eight hours without committing murder.
"Come here."
He pulled her into him for one last hug and he kissed her forehead.
She clung to him tightly.
"I'll miss you."
Bella closed her eyes and breathed him in. "I'll miss you, too."
Jake pulled back and pressed his mouth to hers.
She opened up for him once again and he touched her tongue with his.
He moved slowly in long languid strokes. He then pulled back and whispered to her lips.
"Okay." He kissed her nose and then he headed out the door, picking up his shirt where he dropped it before leaving the house.
Bella felt a lone tear trail down her cheek and she quickly wiped it.
This was definitely going to be a long weekend.
~~~~~~~~~SWM~~~~~~~~~~~~~SWM~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~SWM~~~~~~~~~
Edward's voice jerked her out of her reverie.
"Bella?"
Her head snapped up. She cleared her throat.
"Yeah?"
"Ready to go? I have everything packed up in the car."
She shook her head.
"Yeah, sorry. Let me just grab the snacks."
She went to the fridge and grabbed the bag. She then proceeded out of the house and into the car. She waited for Edward to join her which he did, after locking the house up and setting the alarm, making sure everything was off.
They were at Ness' house in twenty minutes. The huge SUV was parked in the driveway, the back hatch open with some bags piled in.
Bella saw Emmett and Rose approach the car along with a smiling Ness. And then she saw him walking out of the house, carrying two bags and then throwing them into the back.
Suddenly, Bella didn't know if this was such a good idea. How did she ever think before that she could do this? Even with Edward by her side?
She gulped as she and Edward stepped out of the car.
Emmett called out to them first. "Edward, man! You made it!" He made his way over and shook Edward's hand. Bella didn't even venture a glance towards the rest of the group. She just knew she'd come apart if she did and break down right there in the driveway. What the hell was wrong with her?
She heard her name next. "Bella!" Emmett yelled to her and he had a huge grin on his face. He stalked his way over to her, grabbing her in a huge bear hug and swinging her around. She giggled.
"How the hell have you been, girl? I haven't seen you in forever!"
"Good, Em. But sad to say, I still need that little thing called oxygen to survive."
He laughed and put her down, releasing her. She tried to pull in a breath. He smiled down at her. Em was like the big brother she never had. She loved the guy. Maybe this weekend wouldn't be so bad...
Rose appeared behind him and smiled, holding onto Emmett. "Hello, Bella. How are you?"
Bella smiled in return. Typical Rose. "Good, Rose. How have you been?"
Rose rolled her eyes. "Oh God, Bella. I am dying, just dying. Let me tell you, being a model is not as easy as it looks. They are kicking my ass left and right."
Bella nodded her head politely. She couldn't really care less. Rose always went on and on about herself, thinking she had the worst life imaginable. Bella just couldn't understand what Emmett saw in her.
Then Ness came over. "Bella! You're here! How are you?"
She air kissed Bella again and smiled.
Bella returned the greeting.
"I'm good, Ness. How are you?"
"Good, really good. Excited. This is going to be fun." She giggled.
Bella laughed along with her at the girl's exuberance. It never faltered.
And then he was there.
"Hello, Bella. How are you?"
He extended his hand to her and she hesitated for a second before grasping it firmly, giving it a quick shake. She shivered at the contact. "Good, good. How about you, Jacob?"
They broke hands and he laughed. "Good, can't complain. You know, the usual."
Bella nodded and smiled, bringing her eyes back to Ness who snaked her arm around his waist, smiling up at him.
Edward appeared at her side, his arm over her shoulders. "Ready to go, love?"
She smiled at him and nodded. Oh God, her cheeks were going to be stiff and sore by the time this weekend was over.
He smiled in return and led her to the car to follow the other couples who had turned and left to give them their moment.
The way it worked out was Bella and Edward were in the back seat, Rose and Emmett were in the middle and Ness was up front with Jacob who was driving.
"Okay, everyone ready?"
Everyone looked at Ness and affirmed their willingness to depart.
"Here we go."
And then Jacob pulled the car out of the driveway and began driving towards their intended destination.
~~~~~~~~~SWM~~~~~~~~~~~~~SWM~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~SWM~~~~~~~~~
Emmett and Edward got stuck in yet another conversation about work.
Rose complained to Ness about how unfair the modeling world was treating her.
Bella stayed to herself. Here she wasn't expected to make conversation. That would be later. Here she could stare out the window and let her thoughts wander freely.
She thought back over the last five weeks, everything she had done.
She thought back to everything from that morning and afternoon.
How had things changed so drastically in her life?
She felt his eyes on her. She glanced towards the front and she found him watching her in the rear view mirror. She checked to make sure Edward was distracted and when she saw that he was, she gave him a tiny smile. He jerked his eyes back to the road.
Maybe he had just been checking the view behind the car.
She looked back out the window and let her thoughts overtake her again.
She then felt a vibration in her pocket.
She checked Edward once again and then pulled out her phone and flipped it open.
I dont think Ive ever wanted 2 kiss u as bad as I do rite now.
Bella smiled and once again making sure Edward was otherwise engaged, began to type in her response. She looked up one more time to see Ness turned around in her seat, nodding and saying "Right," to Rose's story.
She sent it.
She saw him move and knew without seeing what he was doing. She saw him move again and then adjust his rear view mirror so he could see her better. He gave her his goofy grin. She grinned right back at him.
He then fixed the mirror and shook his head lightly, his shoulders shaking a bit, no doubt in silent laughter.
And for some reason, knowing that she made him laugh made her feel better. It wasn't as doom and gloom as before. She turned her attention back to the window. She internally chuckled at the message she sent him.
Watch the road, buddy.
It brought back certain memories from last night that made her smile wide.
She heard Emmett yell out his name. "Hey, Jake. Who would you say is the best wide receiver of all time?"
She snapped her eyes to the front.
She heard him clear his throat.
"Jerry Rice. No contest."
Emmett turned back to Edward. "See, man. I told you."
Jake laughed.
She smiled. She loved his laugh.
Edward shook his head.
"No, Em, I'm telling you. It's Randy Moss. Hear that, Jacob? Randy Moss!"
She had no idea what the hell these guys were talking about. She knew it had something to do with sports but that was it.
Emmett yelled. "Edward, are you freakin' kidding me? Come on!"
Jake spoke up.
"We're talking 197 touchdown receptions, 207 touchdown catches. And over 1500 receptions? Come on, man, easy one to call."
She was shocked. She never knew he was into sports all that much. Yeah, she figured like any other guy, he would know things she could never comprehend on the topic but he seemed like he really knew a lot about the sport. Whichever one they happened to be talking about, that is.
Edward scoffed. "Yeah, well, he had a long career, Jake. So of course, he has that many. Look, I'm not saying the guy isn't one of the best but greatest of all-time? Psh, no way. Randy Moss is still playing, can still beat Rice's numbers in the upcoming years. Last season, he got 23 touchdown catches alone. That's freakin' phenomenonal, you have to admit."
Emmett snorted. "Please. You hear this crap, Jake?"
Jake laughed again and then started to spout off some more information that Bella couldn't understand. Not that she really cared. She just loved hearing him talk. Like that day in the garage with the tools. There was something about listening to him talk about the things he loved. Something so completely endearing and admirable.
She then heard Rose speak up. "Oh God, men and sports. Do they ever stop?"
Ness laughed good-naturedly. "I know what you mean, Rose. This guy over here..." She turned to smile at Jake making Bella's stomach clench but he was too involved in the debate between him, Emmett and Edward to notice. She relaxed a little at that.
"He watches Sportscenter every night. And every Sunday, Monday and Thursday the t.v.'s stuck on the games all throughout football season. Forget it. If I even go near the remote, he growls."
She and Rose laughed and Bella smiled. She could imagine Jake doing that.
She shook her head and looked down at her lap.
God, what the fuck was wrong with her?
What was she thinking?
And on cue, Edward put his arm around her and whispered into her ear.
"You alright, love?"
She put her smile back onto her face and lifted her head, turning to him. She nodded.
He smiled but pressed further. "You sure? You haven't said two words since we left."
She shrugged. "Well, I would, but it seems unless I have a penis or a past love affair with purging, I'm not going to get a word in edgewise."
She heard laughter all throughout the car and Emmett's roar. "True dat, Bella! True dat!"
Oh shit, had she said that louder than she intended? She ventured a look and sure enough, Rose was glaring at her. Yeah, she did. Shit.
She gave her a small apologetic smile and Rose scoffed in disgust and turned back to Ness who shrugged nonchalantly.
Shit. Rose didn't like her as it was. Now she truly didn't have anyone in her corner. Fuck.
She just couldn't wait for this damn weekend to be over and it hadn't even begun.
Edward kissed her on the cheek and laughed again. "I love you, Bella."
She smiled at him. "Love you, too."
Emmett gave her a high five. "Bella, where do you come up with that stuff? I swear, you're the coolest chick I know!"
Rose smacked him in the back of his head. "Hey!"
Emmett rubbed the back of his head while grinning. "I mean, besides you, baby."
Rose nodded her head and then glared at Bella once more before turning back to Ness.
Edward and Emmett started talking again and Bella sighed, returning to the window.
She felt her phone vibrate again. She did her usual check and saw she wasn't being watched. She flipped it open.
Priceless. Did u c the look on Blondies face?
She smiled. Other than the death glare that was continuously sent her way? No, she hadn't. She was about to text him back when she heard Edward speaking to her.
"Bella?"
Bella's head snapped up at her name.
Both Edward and Emmett were looking at her.
"Who you talking to, love?"
Bella rolled her eyes, keeping the smile on her face, and put her phone away.
"Just Angela. She sent me a picture of this pair of shoes she was thinking of getting for her date later tonight. But I did the charitable thing, I told her absolutely not. She was better off wearing work boots than those things." She chuckled lightly and they both smiled at her.
"You, Bella? Giving fashion advice? That's like having a mental patient trying to talk down a guy who's about to jump off a building."
Emmett winced as did Bella. "That's a long way to come, Rose, for such a poor analogy." He grabbed her by the head and began to give her a nuggie. "Why do you have to be so mean, huh? Why don't you show everyone the Rose I know and love?" She struggled against him, yelling at him until he released her, laughing. She quickly began to fix her disheveled hair, huffing in anger.
Emmett gave Bella a wink and she smiled and looked down. She was used to Rose's antics. That didn't bother her. But being almost caught by Edward did. What was she thinking?
Edward's arm was around her again. He brought his face close to hers. "Hey, you sure you're okay?"
She nodded and looked at him. "Yeah, I'm just really tired, that's all. A little exhausted."
He pecked her lips and pulled her to sit back with him, resting her head on his chest.
"Hmm, I can imagine." She could hear the smile in his voice.
She felt a stab of guilt. He thought he was the reason she was so tired. Or that she was...out of sorts.
She sighed and closed her eyes.
Maybe it wouldn't be such a bad thing to get some sleep on the way down. It wasn't an amazingly fun car ride, anyway.
She heard Ness talk next.
"Babe, everything okay? You look a little tense. That steering wheel looks like it's about to come right off."
Bella's eyes shot open and she glanced towards the front. She couldn't see his hands but she saw his face in the rear view mirror. His eyes were hard, tight.
"Yeah, sweetie. It's just these asshole drivers. I mean, look at that guy; he just completely cut that other guy off. I mean, what the hell?"
Emmett joined in. "I know what you mean, Jake. There are some people who should not be behind the wheel of a car. Period. Complete assholes who don't know their asses from their elbows."
Jake scoffed. "Yeah. Unfreakinbelievable."
She relaxed again.
Maybe he really was pissed at the drivers as he claimed.
Nothing to worry about.
But after a minute passed and Ness and Rose went back to chattering, Edward began to converse with Emmett while holding her, she saw Jake glance in the rear view mirror at her again.
He glared at her and then pushed the mirror slightly down so he wouldn't see her anymore.
Shit.
Bella sighed and closed her eyes again. She hadn't been gone more than an hour and already this weekend was turning to shit. And fast.
She tried not to think about anything. She tried to think of good things only, like being back home in her bed, comfortable, alone.
And as she drifted off to sleep, she realized she had been right about one thing at least.
This was definitely becoming quickly complicated.