Enojy!
Disclaimer: Stephanie Meyer owns everything that seems the least bit regconizable!
Opening the door to the car I spared Edward one backwards glance, "Goodnight Edward." I said curtly with a nod of my head, still miffed that he insists on keeping all of these secrets from me.
"Sleep well Bella." Edward said with sad eyes.
Without replying I stepped out of his car and walked towards the front door. Arriving at the front door I could see in the glass the reflection of him watching me from his car. Opening the front door I closed it behind me gently so not to wake Charlie and Nicheal although I had the strongest urge to slam it just so he could see. Wearily I slipped off my heels before slowly climbing the stairs in front of me.
Opening the door in front of me I saw Nicheal sprawled out on my bed asleep. Unbuttoning my jeans I shimmied out of them and pulled off my top before slipping a large shirt over my head and the grubbiest, slouchiest sweats that I own. Crawling into my bed on the side closest to the wall I punched my pillow into a comfortable shape and curled up into a ball.
The next morning I was woken up by Nicheal shaking my shoulder asking how the date went. Looking at her, but not replying, I sat up. Staring ahead I thought of a way to condense the events of last night. Still thinking I stood up, stepping over Nicheal's body I jumped down and left the room. As expected Nicheal followed me downstairs into the kitchen. It wasn't until five minutes later and I was chewing on a pop tart that I replied.
"Well, we went to this restaurant called La Bella Italia, which in my mind is the most horrible joke ever. And he did this crazy speed thing to get over to my door and opened it for me, which was sketchy. But yeah, we went in and had this skank as a waitress who was totally ignoring me and just eye-fucking him. So after I dealt with her Edward refused to eat anything, which was so weird, because why the hell would you take someone on a date to a restaurant if you aren't going to eat? And then when I confronted him and asked why he was acting to weird he totally refused to tell me! He said that 'I just wouldn't understand'. Like what the hell? I don't even know, I have only known this person a few weeks but all these strange things keep happening and he refuses, flat out refuses, to tell me what's up." I finally blurted out and for a moment Nicheal just stood there, dumbfounded at all the information I had just blurted out. I could see the wheels turning in her head as she tried to figure out where to approach this.
"So I take it the date didn't go well?" she asked. Looking at her over a half eaten pop tart I arched my eyebrow and cracked a small grin, to which she started smiling and soon enough we were both in fits of laughter clutching our sides. Gasping for breath I walked over to the sink and poured myself a glass of water to calm down. Wiping the tears from the corner of our eyes Nicheal tried again, "So what are you going to do now?"
Sobering completely I slowly slid down the side of the cupboard until I was sitting on the floor leaning my back against the cold, hard wood. Joining me, Nicheal slid down until she occupied the space to my left. Leaning my head onto her shoulder I sighed, "I have no clue what to do. I like the fool for some incomprehensible reason..."
"You can't help who you like Bella."
"I know...I know...I just wish he would be honest with me...I know he is hiding something."
"So confront him!" Nicheal exclaimed.
"You think I haven't tried that! He refuses..."
"So follow him around, see what's up."
"You mean stalk him Nicheal?"
"Well when you put it like that it sounds crude..."
Laughing I sat up straighter and hit her arm, "I would never be able to follow him around without him knowing...I don't know how but he always seems so...aware of his surroundings. It's weird."
"So that only leaves the other option...you gotta force it out of him."
"And how do you propose that I do that?"
Nicheal scratched he chin as she thought about it, "Torture?"
Letting out a bark of laughter I looked at her as if she were crazy and then told her so.
"Leave me alone Bella...I can't think of everything!"
"Come on you idiot, get up and eat then we will go to the Port Angeles mall. I need to go out, forget all about this stupid date." Jumping up at the thought of shopping Nicheal grabbed a package of poptarts and then dashed up the stairs to get ready, calling over her shoulder for me to hurry up. Rolling my eyes I grabbed the last of my poptart and followed the crazy lady up the stairs.
An hour later Nicheal and I were finally ready to go out to the door to Port Angeles. Her wearing a simple pair of jeans with a coral tank top and a grey cardigan while I had donned a loose, white, racer back tank top over a royal blue, tight tank top, also paired with simple cuffed jeans. Grabbing my gladiator sandals and purse I watched as Nicheal grabbed a simple pair of flats. Looking at us I realized how different we looked, Nicheal had short, blonde, ringlet curls while my tresses were long and dark with a slight wave. Nicheal loved to play around with different eyeshadow while I couldn't live without my black eyeliner. Sometimes I really didn't understand how we became best friends.
"Come on Bella!"
"I'm coming, chill." I laughed exiting my room.
By the time we had gotten to Port Angeles it around three and Nicheal was complaining on how we would not have enough time to shop.
"Nicheal, we have six hours until the stores close."
"But that's not enough! I mean that's only approximately six shops!"
"Nicheal!" I exclaimed, whipping my head to look at her I glared. "I am not staying in each shop for an hour!" How this woman liked shopping so much was beyond me...
"Okay well maybe not all the shops but..."
Silencing her with a glare, I grabbed her arm not letting her into the mall ahead of us. Letting out a squeak Nicheal feebly reached her hand out towards the doors.
"Nicheal, I know you love shopping, okay, and this afternoon is going to be fun. For the both of us. So that means if I do not want to stay in a shop for an hour, I won't, that is unnecessary."
"You're no fun..." pouted Nicheal. "But sure..."
"Okay." Releasing her, I continued to walk towards the doors not quite sure what I had gotten myself into.
Three hours later I collapsed onto a hard, uncomfortable chair but it felt like a plush Lazy-boy to my tired, aching feet. Clutching my strawberry-banana smoothie for dear life I rested my head against the linoleum table and regarded the numerous bags that surrounded mine and Nicheal's feet. Looking at her she barely looked fatigued...how was I supposed to take another three hours of this?
"Come on Bella, you said you just wanted to sit for a minute!"
"Why don't we take a break for just a little bit?" I asked weakly.
"Why would we do that!" Nicheal asked, astonished that I would think of such a thing.
"Food. Food, Nicheal. Food is good. It is an essential for life you know."
"Oh haha Bella, I know it is but you can't possibly be hungry when there are so many shops we haven't looked at yet!"
"Surprisingly, yes, yes I can." I said finally sitting up and looking directly into the eyes of Edward frickin' Cullen and his petite sister, Alice I think her name was. "Oh shit."
"What?" Nicheal asked turning fully around to stare. "Who's that?" she asked, still staring.
"It's fucking him, now turn back around!"
Slowly Nicheal turned around and looked at me, sipping her smoothie, "He's cute." she said with a nod of her head.
Rolling my eyes at her I stared down at my smoothie and hoped that they would continue to walk past our table but of course, thirty seconds later they were casting shadows onto out table.
"Hello Bella. Getting some shopping done?" Alice asked nudging a bag with the tip of her shoe.
Groaning I came up with a smile and greeted her, "Hello Alice, yes me and my friend were just having a girl's day. To forget about stupid things." I said with a pointed glance at Edward.
"Oh, so have you guys been to the third floor yet? They have this amazing jewellery store!" Alice gushed. My eyes opened wider and I glanced to Nicheal shaking my head but I was too late.
"Bella! Let's go!" Nicheal asked, her cheeks already flush with excitement.
"Nicheal...I thought we were taking a break! My feet hurt."
"Well that's okay! Me and Nicheal can go, you could stay here with Edward!" Alice said, extending her hand towards Nicheal, "Hi, I'm Alice, Edward's sister."
Narrowing my eyes I was about to interrupt but before I could get a word out Nicheal was squealing with joy and collecting her bags, with just one wave and a quick, 'Bye Bella!' I was left stranded at the table with Edward Cullen standing next to me.
"May I take a seat?" he asked.
So am I the only one who thought it was completely ridiculous that they went to a restaurant named "Le Bella Italia" when her name is Bella? Yes, no? It just seemed too similiar for me..