Miles From Where You Are (But You're Still Standing Behind Me)
Summary: There is love in holding on and there is love in letting go. Sometimes two people need to fall apart to realize how much they need to fall back together
Chapter Four: You Say It Best When You Say Nothing At All
"On this Valentine's Day I like to whisper in your ear the silent songs of my heart."
― Debasish Mridha
(2/14/06)
"AHHH!"
A sickening squish, followed by screaming and grass crunching beneath her feet.
Bella grinned viciously as Jason chased the blonde girl through the woods after killing her boyfriend.
"Happy Valentine's day," she said, aloud, popping another conversation heart candy into her mouth.
Kiss Me. Crunch
Hug Me. Crunch, Crunch
Be Mine. Crunch, Crunch, Crunch
Rolling her eyes, at the screen, Bella tossed the candy at the screen. She hated Valentine's day. It was a stupid holiday made just to remind women that they were alone.
Even Charlie, the eternal bachelor, had a date with the waitress from the diner. And what was Bella doing? Sitting on her couch at 8:00pm all by herself in her pajamas.
The blonde in the movie ran through a heavily wooded area; then tripped and fell, like an idiot.
Bella smirked, as Jason caught up with her.
Bella grabbed a Twinkie and shoved it into her mouth, chewing with her mouth open because there was no one there to see it.
The doorbell rang.
Bella groaned, swallowing her Twinkie and getting to her feet.
The doorbell rang again.
"Hold your horses!" she growled.
The doorbell rang again.
"Impatient assholes," Bella muttered, before swinging the door open, "What?"
Jacob stood there, wearing a suit, and holding a bouquet of roses.
He smiled and—
Bella slammed the door in his face, going back to watch her movie.
The doorbell rang again.
Bella ignored it.
It rang again.
And again.
And again.
"Oh, for god's sake! It's open!" Bella shouted, and the door opened.
Jacob walked in, brushing off his suit, setting a duffle bag by the door, and making his way to sit beside her on the couch. Bella wordlessly held out the other Twinkie. Jacob took it, shoving it in his mouth, then he offered her the bouquet.
Bella glared at him.
"Quit it," she said, and Jacob rolled his eyes, reaching in his pocket, pulling out a little bag of gummy bears, "Thanks,"
Bella ate the gummy bear, staring at Jacob, who still hadn't said a word.
"Are you okay?" Bella finally asked, after 15minutes had passed of Jacob not saying anything.
Jacob shrugged, and held out the roses.
Bella sighed, taking them from him, and se noticed the card.
"Rose are red and Violet's are blue. I know you hate this holiday so I will too. Take these roses and do what you will. But I'll be your friend long after the last rose wilts." Bella read, then she smiled, "Thank you, Jacob,"
Jacob grinned.
"You know, you can talk, right?" Bella said, and Jacob shrugged again.
He got up and grabbed the bag, he'd left by the door. He unzipped it and Bella peered inside. Twinkies, frosted animal crackers, gummy bears, a pack of Anti-Valentine's day conversation hearts, Romy and Michele's High School Reunion on DVD, Anti-Valentine's Day Sugar Cookies, a cupid piñata that looked horrified, and a bunch of cheesy horror films.
"You're the best!" Bella exclaimed, hugging him tightly.
Jacob smiled, and hugged her back, wrapping his arms around her waist.
"Why aren't you talking?" Bella asked, pulling away and Jacob blew out a frustrated breath.
He went in the kitchen and came back with a pen and a piece of paper.
Quil and I made a bet. I had to ask out the most popular girl in school If she said yes, the Quil would pay for a part for the rabbit. If she said no, then I had to walk around town in a suit, following women around, carrying a bouquet of roses, without saying anything until midnight.
Bella laughed at him.
"So, you came here?" Bella asked, and Jacob smirked.
You were the only women I wanted to follow around with roses on Valentine's day.
Bella blushed, passing the paper back to Jacob.
"Well, you look really…um…," Bella looked down, and Jacob ducked his head so their eyes met, raising an eyebrow expectantly, "...You're sort of beautiful,"
Jacob's cheeked turned red and he wrote something on the paper.
Did you hit your head?
Bella punched him in the arm.
"See if I ever say anything nice to you again?" she complained, going to the couch.
Jacob got a thoughtful look on his face then hurried to scribble something down.
He held the paper out to Bella and she eyed it suspiciously.
She took and read it, then her face broke out in a beaming smile.
"I love you!" she exclaimed, kissing his cheek before running upstairs, "Just give me a minute to get dressed!"
Jacob watched her go and leaned against the wall with a smirk, reading what he wrote on the slip of paper.
Want to go egg couples at that new restaurant in town?
Bella was a complicated girl.
Author's note: Let me know what you think about this chapter.
Next will be grown up Bella dealing with the end of her relationship with Jacob.