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**Life Savers**
The next morning when I wake up every single muscle in my body is sore and I would preferably spend the rest of the day in bed if the time on my alarm clock wouldn't be showing me that Bella would be here in less than thirty minutes. So, I force myself to take a shower and carefully dry my hair afterwards so that the black curls frame my face in soft waves. She's right, I think. At least my hair is pretty to a certain extent. I like its color, wondering if I have inherited from my mother or my father's side. There is so much I would like to know.
A pile of shirts and blouses lands on my bed while I desperately try to find something that will make me look a tiny bit skinnier than I am. Eventually I give up and throw on a purple sweater and a pair of black jeans. I'm just about to apply some lip balm on my mouth when the doorbell rings.
I rush downstairs but when I open the door there is no mahogany haired beauty starring back at me.
"Howdie?" Jasper mumbles, stuffing some mints between his lips. His eyes have the same slight reddish undertone like always and his fingers are trembling when he runs them through his greasy hair.
"Your bro is here, I guess?"
What the fuck does Emmett have to do with him? Jasper is a freak and into deep shit according to the rumors that are spreading about Maria, his current girlfriend. Several people have told me that they've seen her selling some stuff in little plastic bags behind the Gym. It's so creepy and wrong.
Why in heaven's name would Emmett want to hang out with that kind of people?
"Hey there," My brother mutters when he walks down the stairs and high fives Jasper who grins coyly at him.
"What is Jasper doing here and since when are the two of you friends with each other?"
"None of your business, Belly-Ali, so why don't you go, and eat some chocolate pie instead of sticking your nose into stuff, that has nothing to do with you?"
"Stop talking to your sister like that!"
I turn around and Bella's eyes narrow angrily while she glares at my brother and his new-found buddy. Emmett frowns and crosses his arms in front of his chest. He's going to make a stupid comment now, I'm sure about that but his lips stay pressed together.
"I'm not done with you, asshole. What you did to Rosie during your stupid party was cruel. She really liked you a lot and she trusted you but you spite on her feelings. How's it like to know you've broken someone heart? Just get out of my eyes before I forget myself!"
Em ducks his head and disappears in his room, together with Jasper who keeps chuckling the entire time.
"I'm sorry about that outburst but Rosie cried the entire night because she's so miserable and I tend to get grumpy when I don't get enough sleep."
I nod my head and follow her into the kitchen where she pulls a folder out of her handbag.
"Do you want coffee?" I ask her, filling some water into the machine.
"Coffee would be nice. Thank you. Did you have breakfast already?"
"I usually try to skip that." I mumble, sitting down on the chair opposite to her. My stomach growls and I can only pray that she won't be able to hear it.
"Why?"
"Because I'm already too fat,"
"You need to eat regularly. If you starve yourself you will only end up snacking on candy on stuff. Do you have cereals here?"
"I think so."
"Fine, I want you to have some with a bit of low fat milk and fruits. You need to eat more of them anyway. If you get hungry between meals it's smarter to eat an apple or a banana instead of chocolate."
I pour her a cup of the steaming hot coffee before I grab a bowl and begin slicing a banana on top of the cereals. When I'm finished I return to the table.
She pours a sip of the milk into her coffee and shoves it over to me.
"I'm going to eat later."
"Aren't you hungry yet?"
Of course, I'm hungry but you can't expect me to eat in front of you so that you can comment on every bite I take. She smiles at me and when her eyes find mine I feel a strange tingling somewhere deep down in my stomach that irritates me so much that I accidentally drop the milk all over the table.
"I'm sorry about that." I murmur, wiping it up again while I hope my hair is able to hide my embarrassed blush to a certain extent. She's making me nervous. Her presence is making me nervous. There's the tingling inside me again. Am I going to be sick?
"It's okay. Don't you want to eat while I'm here?"
Lie, Alice…
"Yes. I don't like eating in front of others and in front of you, it's especially hard. You think you know everything better and I bet you never made a single mistake while you tried to get the weight off for your wedding."
"Oh Alice, for such a smart girl you are really stupid sometimes. This is not some test where you can fail or succeed. If you do want to lose the weight you have to accept that you will mess up now and then. That's normal. And just for your information, I messed up more than once and back then I always blamed my poor fucker of a fiancé for it."
"Were you in love with him?" I whisper and somehow my heart starts beating a bit faster in my chest.
"I don't know. I thought I was but…well, things change. People change. Aren't we here because you want to change?"
WE are here because MY father is paying you for torturing me with sports and all this stuff. I realize that my only way to keep her in my life is to follow her rules. Dad is not stupid. If I don't lose weight he'll cut off the lessons with her. I don't want that to happen. I like talking to her. I like looking at her.
God, Alice, compose yourself for crying out loud. You sound like you have a crush on her; what you don't do because you are not gay.
And what if I am gay?
"You look as if you are thinking very hard about something. Look, if there is anything you'd like to know you can ask me. Don't be shy."
You want me to ask you if I'm gay? For real?
"It's nothing." I whisper eventually, pouring the milk over my cereals. Slowly I put the spoon to my mouth and start swallowing bite after bite while she types messages into her cell. Every now and then it vibrates and her forehead wrinkles in frustration.
"Everything okay?" I ask, finishing the rest of my breakfast. She nods her head and when I stand up again from my chair I groan because my muscles feel so terribly stiff and sore.
"I can't do this running thing again. I'm too sore."
"That will pass, trust me. Take a hot shower. That helps."
"I already had one."
"I'll show you some stretching exercises. Let's go somewhere with a bit more space."
In the Living room she helps me to shove our couch out of the way. Her hands are warm, even through the fabric of my sweater when she places them on my hip.
"Bend forward. Grab your ankle and pull it backwards. Stop if it starts hurting."
I do as she tells me and although I have to admit that it feels indeed good to stretch my sore muscles, the main reason I'm enjoying this is because of her. Her left leg rubs against my hipbone to support me from falling flat on my nose and I feel suddenly very warm between my thighs.
"I like your shirt. Purple's my favorite color."
"Hmm."
Her cell starts playing some classic piano melody and when she picks up the call she snarls into the receiver.
"Haven't I told you to leave me the fuck alone? Don't call me anymore. Don't text me anymore. Don't send me letters. I'm going to hang up now. Good bye, Jake."
"Was that your ex?"
She nods her head and when shoves down the cell into her handbag she wipes a tear form her eye. I wonder if he's giving her a hard time about the breakup. I wonder why they split up. Damn it, Alice, this so none of your business.
"Our next appointment is on Monday. Try to enjoy the rest of your weekend. Mine is already ruined enough."
"Because of him?"
"Kind of...He ruined my Date by calling Edward and telling him God knows what kind of crap about me. Jake is such an asshole."
"Well, your date is an idiot if he believes him."
"Thanks. What are you going to do tonight?"
I shrug my shoulders and sit down on the edge of the couch. She seems to hesitate for a moment but then her lips curl up into a smile. I like when she smiles. My insides tingle.
"You could be my Date for tonight. I already have the tickets for the movie we were planning to see. Please do me the favor and come with me. Rose will probably not feel like going out at the moment."
"Probably not, I'm sorry my brother is an asshole."
"He's just a guy. They don't do to well with the whole emotion stuff. Now are you going to come with me?"
"Sure, I will. Can you pick me up? My brother killed my car and I don't think Dad is going to replace it any time soon."
"I'll be here at seven." she tells me and then to my huge surprise she hugs me and plants kiss on my cheek.
"See you later, Alice."
I nod my head and remain frozen in place, unable to move. My cheek is glowing where she kissed it and my heart is racing worse than during our jogging session. I feel dizzy.
Am I in love with her? Does that feel like that? What if I am in love with her? What if I'm…
I can hear the slamming of doors upstairs and a moment later I hear purging noises from the bathroom. Jasper walks down the stairs, chuckling and grinning like the fucked-up maniac, he is.
"Gotta go now, Belly-Ali. Maybe you should take a look at your brother. Doesn't seem to have a very strong stomach, the poor guy."
"You piece of shit. What did you give him?"
He laughs and staggers out of the door without answering me. Stupid freak…
I walk upstairs and knock before I open the bathroom door. Glad that he has opened the window to remove a bit of the vomit stench. Emmett's eyes are red and when I kneel down next to him on the cold floor he starts sobbing like a little child. I wrap my arm around him and rub his back but he doesn't calm down for a very long time.
"I miss her. I miss her so much."
He pulls out a foil package with two little jagged pills in it. I grab it and flush it down the toilet.
"Stupid bitch, that costs 30 bucks."
"I won't watch you starting with shit like that. If you want to sort things out between you and Rosalie, go and call her. Send her flowers. Girls love flowers."
"Rosie hates flowers. She likes cars. She's the best. I love her so much…oh fuck…oh fuck..,"
"Emmett, if you like her why did you break up with her?"
He wipes his nose on his shirt and sniffs twice before he answers me.
"Maybe you should better ask that question Dad when he comes back next week."