A/N: Since Selena Gomez's song Single Soon came out, I've had this idea rolling around in my head. Chapters will most likely be on the shorter side, with frequent uploads. I hope you enjoy. It should be a fun, spicy, smutty good time.
Happy reading!
1
"What exactly happened?" Alice asked from the doorway, watching as I gathered Jacob's things from around my room. "Did you guys fight or something?"
I sighed, putting one of Jake's shirts I'd stolen months ago into the box. I loved it at the time because it smelled like him, but it now just made my chest hurt to look at. "Nothing happened. We just… ended it."
Jake and I started dating during our freshmen year of college. We'd met when I went to a football game with Alice and Rose, one of the rare ones that the two of them had been able to talk me into. He was on the team, but that year spent more time warming the bench than playing. My friends and I'd been sitting in the first row of the bleachers, and I guess I caught his eye, because he'd kept looking my way during the game, and afterward, he'd introduced himself. He was a great guy and we'd had a lot of fun together over the three and a half years we were together. There had been no dramatic break up, no explosive fight. We'd both just come to realize that there was no spark anymore, that our relationship had run its course.
A concept that Alice was having a hard time grasping.
"But you guys seemed so happy the other night."
Jake and I had gone out with Alice, her boyfriend Jasper, Rose, and her boyfriend Emmett. I'd been close friends with Alice and Rose since middle school and we shared an apartment together. When Alice and Rose started dating their respective partners, Jake had become close friends with them, and we went out as a group a lot. Including the other night when we went out for drinks at one of our favorite bars.
Alice was right, we did seem happy, but it wasn't because we were so in love. It was because we were comfortable.
I sighed, feeling more and more drained as this conversation went on. I understand why she was having difficulty understanding the break up, because to anyone looking in from the outside, we'd still looked like the perfect couple. No one else saw the distance that had been growing between us for months, the fact that we hadn't had sex in months. We'd just been going through the motions, which made parting way the healthiest option for both of us. We both deserved to be happy. That happiness just wasn't with each other anymore.
The front door opened then and I heard Rose's heels on the hardwood as she made her way down the hall.
"Hey," she poked her head in, the smile that was on her face morphing into confusion as she took in the box on my bed and the fact that it contained all of Jake's things. "What happened?"
"Jake and Bella broke up." Alice tells her.
"Oh, Bells," Rose says, a look of sadness on her face at the news. "Are you okay?"
I sigh, taking a seat the end of my bed, "I'm fine."
The two of them share a look that says they think I'm lying and are expecting me to break down any second.
"Don't with the look," I motion between them. "I'm fine. The only thing that's making me not fine is this conversation." I stand from the bed, grab the box, and push past them.
They're hot on my heels as I make my way to the living room to drop the box by the front door, much like expected them to be. I love my friends. I just wish they would believe that I'm really okay and stop being so overprotective.
"Is there anything we can do?" Alice asks, still looking at me like she's bracing herself for me to fall apart at any moment. "Get you ice cream? Watch a bad rom-com?"
"Take out get you drunk and laid?" Rose adds, making Alice look at her like she's lost her mind. "What?" she asks. "I'm just saying it worked for me."
Rose had a nasty breakup with her boyfriend Royce a year and a half ago. She'd been devasted, but instead of wanting to sit at home and veg out on the couch while eating her weight in ice cream, she'd dragged Alice and I out to a club, determined to find a hot guy to make her forget all about the 'asshole douche that dumped' her. Her words, not mine. Through that night, she met Emmett, and the rest was history.
"She doesn't want to do that." Alice complains on my behalf.
"Why not?" Rose shoots back.
"Because she's not you."
Their argument fades into the background as I think about Rose's suggestion. We were about to graduate college, and I'd done nothing spontaneous or reckless. I was due. Which leads me to say the words that my two best friends least expect me to.
"I want to do it."
A/N: Let me know what you think! I'll have the next chapter up tomorrow.
