Chapter Seven – Mr Brightside

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The car responded to my command as I began to speed away from the house and her. I was angry - no scratch that- livid. How fucking dare she turn up at my house and apparently charm my mom into believing that she was some kind of saint by turning up with cookies and flowers? As if that would make everything right between us. A car horn blaring brought me back to reality as I swerved back onto the right side of the road. Whew, that was close. I am normally a careful driver so to find myself lapsing in concentration, if even for a moment, scared me as Bella filled my thoughts.

I had no idea where I was going. I just knew that I had to put distance between me and her. Before I realize it, I was making my way around the narrow roads that lead through the forest. My cell phone rang on the dashboard where I had thrown it. Grabbing it, I saw that it was Mom. I dropped the call knowing that she would undoubtedly leave me a voicemail, scolding me for my use of language and bad manners. She hated when people cursed, so I could add that to the list of lectures for later on. My cell rang again, this time it was Emmett. Great. I don't answer Mom so they get Emmett to try. Like I would fall for that stunt. I drove on, ignoring the ringing of the damn cell phone, but I could not bring myself to turn it off. Fumbling in the door pocket of the car, I grabbed the first CD that came into my hand and put it into the stereo, turning the volume up loud. I didn't care what I listened to,as long it drowned out my thoughts. My heart nearly stopped beating in my chest when the words came out of the speakers:

I'm coming out of my cage
And I've been doing just fine
Gotta gotta be down
Because I want it all

It started out with a kiss
How did it end up like this?
It was only a kiss
It was only a kiss

Once I regained control of my senses, the offending CD was quickly ejected and thrown over my shoulder onto the back seat. Normally I loved The Killers, hell, they rocked, but the words seemed like someone was taunting me. It was only a kiss, and how did it end up like this? Those words brought back a vision of her swaying those hips on the beach. Oh, fuck, those hips. Then,the kisses we shared. Damn! I couldn't still be having these feelings for her. Could I?

Slamming my foot on the brake brought the car to a screeching halt. I jumped out, slamming the door behind me as I a paced up and down,running my hands through my hair before I let out an almighty scream. I felt better for it.

I took several deep breaths, feeling glad that the area was so secluded and there was no one else around to witness my moment of insanity. Getting back into the car, I looked at how many missed calls I had. Ten missed calls and five new voice mail, geez could they not just leave me alone? I switched the damn thing off so I wouldn't hear it ring. I drove straight to Jake's house. He would surely be in and I could hide out there until I was ready to face the music back home.

Upon arriving at the reservation at La Push, I slowed my driving to a snail's pace, pulling up outside Jake's red painted cabin. I was greeted by his dad, Billy, who told me that Jake was out with Sam getting parts for motorbike. Sam was like the big brother than Jake never had, he was 5 years older than us, and had not was the' go to' person around here, he looked out for everyone and was almost like a leader in the community Billy asked if I wanted to come inside, or wait in the garage. I opted for the garage. Well, when I say garage, it was more like a small barn. Part of it was used for Jake to tinker with cars, and the rest of it was a den for him to hang out and have some freedom and independence. I let myself in, falling back onto the battered old couch that was there.

I must've fallen asleep as I was woken up by Jake saying, "Hey Cullen, wake the fuck up. This isn't a motel, you know." He had a grin a mile wide on his face.

As I sat upright rubbing my eyes, I replied, "Screw you, Black. I had a hard night, if you must know. Didn't get much sleep." This was true, I just didn't care to share the exact details with him.

"Now, if it was anyone else saying that to me, I would be thinking that they got laid. But you bro, I know you better than that. You wouldn't hold out on me."

I washolding out on him, and he was much closer to the mark than he had realized with his off the cuff comment. Tanya and I had agreed to keep our arrangement secret. Not only because she was older than I, but also because she was Rose's best friend and I would never hear the end of it if that got out.

I waggled my eyebrows at Jake and said, "Jake, you would be the third person to know." He looked at me confused, so I clarified for him. "Well obviously, me and the lucky lady would be the first and second to know."

He responded by giving me friendly punch on the shoulder before saying, "You had me worried there for a minute."

We spent the rest of the afternoon hanging out and talking about nothing in particular while Jake fixed his bike. Then, I heard the sound of a loud engine roar as it pulled up outside the garage. Jake looked at me quizzically before heading out to see who it was as he obviously wasn't expecting company.

"Hey bro, he's inside, c'mon in," was all I heard before the door swung wide open and in walked Emmett. Fucking great, a search party. I was on my feet and making my way towards him, not wanting him to come inside any further than necessary.

He cocked his head to one side, trying to make light of the fact that I was obviously hiding and didn't want to be found. "So, this is where you have been hiding all day? I take it there is no cell service out here either?"

My response was short and sweet. "Fuck off,Emmett, leave me alone."

He didn't, instead, deciding that he would be the first to lecture me. "You need to grow up, Edward. Your Mom and Rose have been going out of their minds with worry about you, and yet here you are hiding out like some petulant child. I really did think better of you. But you are not worth their worry and concern. Hell, I have been running all over town trying to find you. I did come here first but you weren't here. Don't know why the fuck I bothered!"

Anger began to build inside of me and I snarled at him, "I don't care whose fucking lap dog you are, but leave me the hell alone. I am fine. Now,why don't you run along to your mistress and report back like a good, little boy."

I turned away to walk back to the couch. This conversation was over, as far as I was concerned. I felt his hand grab my shoulder in his tight grip. Before I knew what I was doing,I had spun around and managed somehow to land a punch on his very hard, square jaw.

He just stood with a look of surprise on his face, slowly rubbing his jaw before laughing and managing to say, "Cool, little Eddie has a temper. Who'd have thought?" I couldn't take being mocked by him, too. It was hard enough when people that I didn't give a rat's ass about did it at school, but Emmett? He was someone that I looked up to and thought of as a big brother. Yeah, he was Rose's sometimes boyfriend, but he was also a decent person. He put up with her, for fuck's sake. That, in my eyes,was deserving of a medal. Next, I did the only thing that I knew how to do. I ran.

Bolting out of the garage, I heard Jake shout after me, but I didn't stop to listen. I ran fast and hard, loving the feel of the wind on my face. Eventually, I ended up on First Beach. Great, back here again less than twenty four hours after my last visit. Yeah, I was back, but at least this time I was alone. Little did I know that this time it would be mecrying on the soft sands.

I sat down with my head in my hands. I wished that I could rewind the clock and that the last twenty four hours had never happened. In that time I had kissed and made out with my mortal enemy, resulting in a raging hard on, fucked Tanya with no thought or feelings, upset my Mom and then punched Emmett.

Could things get any worse?

# Song is Mr Brightside by The Killers. I wanted to use this for 'their' song but decided I needed something slow for that and the words of this just fit for Edward's little regret session and would be enough to tip him over the edge.

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