Chapter 18 is up!
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Previously 'You Found Me'
"She's ruining you and I don't think it's fair. Yes, she's not doing it intentionally, but her presence is sure making our lives hell." He explains, but from the look in his eyes I can tell there's more.
"That's not all, is it?"
"I'd rather not explain this to you right now," he says in a pleading voice.
"I think now is the perfect time."
"How about when your period ends?"
Chapter 18: Hours Before
EPOV
I sit staring out of the window. It's the day before New Years, December 31st. I dropped Bella off at her parents house claiming I had to finish some paperwork and would be back in no more than two hours. At the time I was telling the truth - now it's been three and I can't even move.
My mind just can't fathom the call I received earlier. In a way I knew it, or at least predicted it, but finding I was right didn't ease me a bit. I thought I was on edge before, but it's nothing compared to now.
Being right sucks.
Eight hours before:
JPOV
Yup, I'm an **. It's official - if it wasn't already.
Still in my stubborn state, I can't bring myself to walk into the other room and apologize.
Yes, I know it's the right thing.
Yes, I know what I did was irrational
Yes, I know it's my fault.
You call it being a coward, I call it holding my pride, but whatever the case I wasn't going over there and saying sorry.
I'm not saying I was right, but I was being honest.
It was only a matter of time before one of us bought it up - maybe I did it too soon, but it would have been done sometime anyway.
So what if it was harsh? He needs to man up and grow a pair if he can't handle it.
I know I'm the one at fault here.
I'm the one that needs to own up first.
Too bad though.
I just won't do it.
Two minutes later:
KNOCK KNOCK!
I bang on our bedroom door, hoping to get an answer.
There goes the chant I kept saying a minute ago.
A groggy Brad answers the door, running his hand through his hair and wiping the sleep away from his eyes.
"You fall asleep quickly," I say, scratching my neck awkwardly.
"Jake, I left you in the living room two hours ago." He states, moving to the side so as to make the clock on the night stand more visible.
1:36
Oh.
"I'm sorry, okay. This just hasn't been my week."
He rolls his eyes, still leaning on the door frame. "It hasn't exactly been mine, either."
I look down and tap my foot, thinking of a way to approach this lightly. "I know I just apologized and all-"
"If you want to call it that," He huffs, turning his head to the side.
"As I was saying, I know I was being an ** and all. And I hate to say this, but I think we should continue with that conversation," I spit out, wanting to crawl under my bed.
He looks at me astonished. "Let me get this straight. Your strategy is to wait a few hours and come up to apologize just so you can start up the fight... AGAIN?!"
"What?! No NO! That's not what I meant! I just felt that we got a lot out and that now would be a good time to discuss it all," I explain, reaching for his arm.
Sensing what I'm doing, Brad quickly pulls away his hand in disgust. "You want to talk?! FINE! But you can do it right where you are. You're not welcome in here at the moment," he states, blocking the entrance with his body.
"Ok," I say as I scratch my neck awkwardly. "About what I said - you not liking Bella..."
"What about it?"
"Why don't you?" I ask, never breaking eye contact. It's the only way I'll know if he's being honest or not.
"You don't want an answer to that Jacob." He whispers harshly, staring at me with dead eyes. All his plans to try and push me away from this just draws me in.
"I need to know."
He laughs harshly, staring right back at me. "Whatever, you asked for it." He takes three steps forward, folding his arms in front of him. His head is only inches away from mine. "Bella has stolen any love I've ever felt."
I look at him confused. "She hasn't stolen me from you." I tell him, reaching to hug him. He pushes me back before I get the chance.
"You're not my first love, Jake. Edward was."
Six hours before:
EPOV
I laughed, helping Bella up from the ground.
Things have been perfect with us. Everything was good and still getting better.
Yesterday, Alice called and asked how things were going with Bella. Bella was in the room at the time, and took hold of the phone and had a two hour conversation with her.
I would be lying if I said I wasn't nervous.
I thought this was it.
This was the part where Bella would spend all her time with Alice, completely forgetting about me. This was the part where I became just a host, a third wheel even. Nothing more.
How wrong I was.
If anything, it just drew us closer as a group. While the girls were talking Jasper called me, claiming to need a man to save him from all the girls giggling. Soon we were all being thrown into the same conversations that we just put the phone on speaker so we could all talk.
It made me happy to see Bella smiling throughout the whole thing. I could tell she truly missed Alice by the way she was tearing up during our chat. It made me feel good that I could give her best friend back to her. And that she wasn't only interacting with Charlie, Jacob and I.
She deserves this. A girl in her life she can actually talk to.
I snap out of my thoughts when the banana peel Bella slips on is thrown at me.
"HEY!" I laugh, looking at where the peel landed on my head.
"That's what you get for laughing at me." She says, sticking her tongue out at me.
I laugh harder, pulling her body closer to my chest. "You have to admit it was pretty classic."
"Whatever, Cullen." She says, crossing her arms and trying to look mad but failing shamelessly.
I lean down, placing a kiss on her cheek. "Forgive me?"
"Maybe..."
I chuckle, kissing her nose. "Now?"
"Almost, still not feeling very forgiving." She says, smiling and waiting for my next move.
I lean down to kiss the corner of her mouth, teasing her. "Forgive me please..." I beg as I try to hold back my wide smile.
"Will you just kiss me already?" She whines, pulling on the back of my neck.
At this point I can't hold back my smile as I crash my lips down on her waiting ones.
How did life turn out to be so perfect?
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-B