Bella:
Walking into the cafeteria, I nervously look around, hoping I don't spot any of them. Well, Cowboy might be alright. If I had to see anyone, I'd choose Cowboy. Damn, why can't Jacob go to Forks High instead of the school at the reservation?
So far, so good. There appears to be no sight of any of them. Maybe they're all ill? Highly unlikely, but amazing if it happened.
Now I'm wishing for them to be ill. I'm just as bad as Alice. Not quite as bad, but getting there. And I'm talking myself.
I'm mean and crazy.
I go over and buy my lunch, before walking over and sitting alone. Angela offered for me to sit with her this lunch time, but I politely declined. I'd rather have the peace and quiet.
The irritating and painful screeching of a chair being pulled across the floor draws my attention away from the food and to whoever this person is. I'm happily surprised when I see it's Cowboy.
"Howdy, partner," I greet him.
"Howdy, Miss Bella," Cowboy replies, tipping his head in the typical Texas greeting.
"Without sounding rude, why are you sitting here?" I have a feeling Alice has asked him to do this, but I want to be certain before I start making accusations. Unlike some people…
"I jus' wanted to be hearin' your tale, Miss Bella," I presume he means he wants to hear my side of the story.
"None of what Alice said was true. Does that help?" I huff, still annoyed at Alice's reaction.
"What was this 'bout a Mike?" Cowboy asks, clearly not satisfied with my answer.
"He was my old boyfriend. We dated for a few months, never going further than kissing, and never getting feelings as deep as love. I ended things with him when I caught him kissing one of the cheerleaders, and he later admitted to kissing several others. Where Alice got this idea of me breaking his heart from, I have no idea," I explain to him.
"Maybe Miss Alice was jus' bein' protective over her little brother," Cowboy reasons.
"Yes, but now everything between Edward and I has ended!" I protest, feeling my eyes well with tears at the thought of Edward. Don't cry, don't cry, don't cry.
"Why have they been finished, Miss Bella?" Cowboy asks, looking puzzled. I explain to him all about yesterday, how Jacob found me on my way home, and that Edward jumped to conclusions before leaving. "I'm gonna have to be meetin' this Jacob! He sounds hilarious!" That's Cowboy's response.
"Men," I roll my eyes at him.
"Sorry, darlin', but I think you should talk to Miss Alice," Cowboy says seriously.
"What if I don't want to?" I whine.
"I think it'd help, Miss Bella. You'll have-tuh be speakin' to Edward next, though," Cowboy reminds me, just as the bell goes. Great. Just…dandy.
Cowboy and I walk off in different directions, so I thank him for his advice, promise to introduce him to Jacob, and then try and brace myself for Biology. I feel bad, but I sincerely hope Edward is ill. Or that someone else is ill, and Edward has decided to move seats. Or I could move seats. Or…just anything.
Sadly, when I enter the room I see, firstly, Edward is present, secondly, no one else is ill, and thirdly, we're doing a practical today. Dandy.
Taking my seat, I purposely don't look at Edward, instead busying myself with rummaging through my bag.
"H-Have you lo-lost anything?" Edward whispers, though I still don't look at him. My eyes do well with tears once again, however. Would it be unreasonable to answer my marble? Or my best friend? My possible boyfriend?
"Just my pen. I've found it now," I lie, holding up the pen I've been holding the whole time.
I put my bag on the floor as the teacher talks to us for a bit, before telling us to get on with our practical. I actually know what we're doing, because listening to the lecture was better than looking at Edward. Well, it wasn't, because Edward's still hot. Damn him.
"D-Did Jasper s-speak t-to you?" Edward mumbles quietly. Ah, so it was him that approached Jasper.
"Was I supposed to?" I question, the upset turning to anger.
"N-No! M-Maybe?" Edward squeaks, looking down at his hands.
"Did Alice suggest this to you?" I demand. I feel partly bad for taking my anger out on him, but hasn't he learnt to not trust what Alice says?
"M-Maybe…" he once again squeaks. I sigh loudly, knowing full well that he can hear. Instead of replying, I focus on doing the experiment.
In my head, I'm planning ways in which to murder Alice. The way I'm acting, I'm hopefully portraying calmness. Hopefully.
"I'm s-sorry," Edward mumbles after a few minutes of silence between us.
"Just forget about it," I sigh, focusing on the experiment.
"N-No," Edward states.
"No?" I question.
"C-Come o-over tonight?" Edward asks, not as firm as before.
"Fine, but I'm driving myself," I tell him. Not a chance am I walking home from their house again.
At the end of the day, I get in my car and follow the car Alice, Edward and Cowboy are sharing. Once we get to their house, I consider turning around and speeding away in the Volkswagen, but I hold my nerve and get out of the car.
I expect a glare from Alice, but all I get is an apologetic look before I look away. We all head inside and sit in the living room. The awkward tension is too much for me to bear, and once again I consider running away.
"Anyone wanna drink?" Cowboy drawls into the silence.
"Water, please," I ask, and both Edward and Alice agree with that. When Cowboy leaves, the tension, if anything, doubles.
"B-Bella, I'm re-really sorry," Edward mutters.
"What for?" I ask.
"Ev-Everything," Edward says sadly. Still, Alice says nothing.
"You were just so quick to believe that…that I'd mess you around. And then everything with Jacob," I say to him.
"I kn-know. I t-talked with m-my therapist, w-who, um, th-thinks I have tr-tr-trust issues," Edward tells me.
"I…maybe it's best if we don't start any sort of relationship right now," I tell him. Alice, when she wasn't falsely accusing me of things, did make a slightly valid point in that my relations with Edward might not be helping.
"No!" I'd expect that to be Edward shouting, but instead it's Alice. I raise my eyebrow at her. "I was a bitch the other day, alright! What I said was uncalled for!" She quickly shouts just as Cowboy enters the room holding a tray with four cups of water.
"Most of the stuff you said was uncalled for, but the one, tiny part that I agree with is that maybe I'm making things worse for Edward," I tell her.
"Wh-What about w-what I t-think?" Edward asks.
"I think you should focus on therapy for a bit. I'm not saying there won't be anything between us ever, but right now I think therapy needs to be your priority, not me." A part of me wants Edward to disagree with my statement, because I don't know how long I'll last away from him. But then, I know it's better for him to focus on therapy.
"Ok…" Edward sighs sadly in defeat. I just feel worse, now.
"Bella, can I have a word with you?" Alice asks, getting up so I presume she means in private.
"Sure, why not?" I shrug my shoulders, following her up to her room. This time, however, she's the one who's nervous, tugging at the end of her jumper. Wait, jumper? Alice never wears jumpers. Even when it's below freezing, she'll just wear a cardigan.
We reach her room, and she gestures for me to sit next to her on her bed.
"What happened…I'm so sorry," Alice sobs, immediately wrapping her arms around me. I wrap my arms back around her, also breaking down in tears. "I'm just so hormonal right now, and with everything that's been happening…and, and, I just took it out on you!" She continues to sob as do I.
"You were right though. About Edward and I…cooling things off," I mumble weakly. I'm crying because of that, too.
"I never meant to break you guys up!" Alice sobs, sniffling and shuffling away from me a bit.
"We were never really properly together," I tell her.
"There's something else I have to tell you," Alice says, looking more nervous than ever.
"What is it? You can tell me anything," I reassure her, wiping away some of my tears with my jumper.
"I think I'm pregnant."
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