So here it is, right on time, something at is hard for me to do because I tình yêu to procrastinate :) So here is 2, and it's in Bella's POV
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Well I tell bạn what I'm gonna do
I'm gonna drive to the big old muddy river
I'm gonna park my car in the middle of the
mile long bridge
And there I'm gonna cry
Well maybe just a little
Then I'm gonna slip off the ring
that bạn put on my finger
And give it a big old fling and watch it sink
Down, down, down
And there it's gonna lie until the Lord
comes back around
Because bạn lie like a priceless Persian rug on
a rich man's floor
bạn lie like a coon dog basking
in the sunshine on my porch
Well bạn lie like a penny in a parking
lot at the grocery store
It just comes so dang natural to you
The way bạn lie
bạn Lie~ The Band Perry
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After Dinner, we all went our seperate ways, I to my room. I flung my suitcase up on my giường and began unpacking. I picked up my cell phone and text Jake.
I'm home. Call me.-B
I put away my tolietries, put away the clothes I didn't lose and put the ones I did down the shoot in the hallway. Jake still hadn't called so I picked up the phone and called him myself, turning my engagement ring around on my finger as I held my phone up to my ear. It rang until his voice mail picked up. "This is Jacob. Leave a message." I hung up and called his house.
It rang twice and someone picked up.
"Hello?"
"Who is this?" I asked.
"Leah. . .who is this?"
My stomach dropped. "Bella. Jacob's fiance."
"Fiance?!" She yelled.
"Yeah."
"Oh, my freakin' god. Bella I am so sorry. He didn't any anything about a fiance hoặc girlfriend for that matter. I had no idea."
"It's okay." I could hear the sincerity in her voice. "Could bạn tell him to have a nice life for me? And that I'm keeping the ring?"
"Oh, he'll hear thêm than that. But I will make sure and tell him." He growled.
"Thanks." I told her. "Oh, and remind him that Claire is bringing his son down this weekend."
"His son? Hot damn he's dug himself a deep hole. I'll get him, Bella, don't bạn worry."
"Thank you, Leah. Bye."
"Bye."
I threw my phone on my bed, my ears blowing smoke, my body was shaking. I grabbed my phone and my keys and stomped down stairs.
"The wedding is OFF!" I yelled and threw opened the front door.
"Bella!" Emmett was sitting on the porche. "What's wrong?"
"You were right." I huffed. "He is an ornery, lieing, son of a bitch." I threw my arms up.
"Jacob?"
"Yeah." I rolled my eyes. "I called him and some girl picked up. She đã đưa ý kiến he didn't say anything about me hoặc anyone else for that matter and she's pissed now too."
"God, the bastered." Emmett growled.
I walked of the porch and to my truck.
"Where are bạn going?" He yelled.
"The bridge!" I flung open my door, and started it, making it roar to life and black smoke a bit. I started down the drive way when I saw Edward. I hit the brake and crawled over to open the passenger side door. "Get in."
"What?" he asked.
"Get in." I told him. "I need someone who won't stop me from goin' but'll keep me from doin' suhum' stupid. Get tha hell in."
He dropped his cỏ khô, hay bail, not bothering to grab his áo sơ mi and got it, closing the door behind him.
"Where are we goin'?" He asked
"The bridge." The ring was burning a hole in my pocket.
"Can I ask why?"
"If bạn want the whole story." I told him.
He shrugged.
"Basicly, my fiance desided he wasn't gettin enough and I called about 30 phút cách đây and a girl picked up. Never told her about me. hoặc about his son, Paul. So she's 'bout as pissed as I am."
"Douche." He grumbled.
That made me smile a little. "So now, we are going to the bridge so I can throw this peice of shit ring at the bottom of the lake."
I over onto the shoulder and got out, Edward behind me. I took the ring out of my pocket hoping I could get it out there far enough. But I knew I couldn't.
"Throw this." I handed him the ring.
"You don't wanna' do it?" He asked.
I shook my head. "I cain't get it out there far enough."
He took it from between my fingers, and turned to the water. "How far?"
"As far as bạn can get it."
He stepped back, then took quick steps to edge, throwing his hand over his shoulder than out. Out in the water all I saw was a small drop about a football field away.
"Where'd bạn learn to throw that far?" I was keeping my mind occupied.
"Baseball." He stuck his hands in his pockets. "I played in junior high and high school."
"Cool." It wasn't working. My throat was starting to restrict, my eyes were burning and I guess I wasn't doing a good job of hiding it because Edward took his hands out of his pockets and wrapped him around me, hugging me to his chest.
I wrapped my arms around his middle, enjoying that he was doing exactly what I needed him to, and cried.
~Edward POV~
My, oh, my, you're so good looking
Hold yourself together like a pair of bookends
But I've not tasted all you're cooking
Who are bạn when I'm not looking
Do bạn pour a little something on the rocks
Slide down the hallway in your socks
When bạn undress, do bạn leave a path
Then sink to your nose in a bubble bath
My, oh, my, you're so good looking
Hold yourself together like a pair of bookends
But I've not tasted all you're cooking
Who are bạn when I'm not looking
I want to know, I want to know, I want to know
Do bạn break things when bạn get mad
Eat a box of Sô cô la cause you're feeling bad
Do bạn paint your toes cause bạn bite your nails
And call up mama when all else fails
Who are bạn when I'm not around
When the door is locked and the shades are down
Do bạn listen to your âm nhạc quietly
And when it feels just right are bạn thinking of me?
I want to know, I want to know, I want to know
My, oh, my, you're so good looking
But who are bạn when I'm not looking Who Are bạn When I'm Not Looking~ Blake Shelton
She had me drive on the way back to her house. She hopped out when we got back and walked straight into the house.
"She's okay?" Emmett asked.
"Yeah. She's good. Still crying and pissed but she feels better. Had me throw the ring." I told him.
He smiled lightly at me. "I don't care what Jasper says. I tình yêu my baby sis and bạn better believe Jacob Black hasn't heard the last of us, but you're good for her." He told me. "You guys just...mesh. The fact that bạn dropped whatever bạn did just to do what she asked because bạn could tell she needed you, that earns Brother and Daddy points." He clapped my on my shoulder.
I walked up to my room and heard the bath running on the other side of the bathroom door. The vòi hoa sen seperate Bella's and my room. There was a sink/ toliet, door, shower/tub, door, and her sink and toliet.
Listening to the water run made my mind wonder. I wonder if she leaves trails of clothes when she undresses. I wonder if she had put bubbles it in water, and if she let herself sink up to her nose.
I laid on my giường and watched tv with no soud, listening to her drain the tub, and walked back into her room. I could hear thumping as she would throw things onto the floor some breaking some nothing. I got up and walked down the hall to her bedroom door where I knocked. "Bella."
"Go away!" I could tell bởi her voice she was crying.
"No. I'm not going to sit here and listen to bạn throw anything else."
"Then leave!"
"You just need to calm down!" I put my hands on her door frame. "What is breaking anything going to do? What if the tiếp theo thing means something to you?"
"I don't care!"
"You will! Just open the damn door!" I yelled.
"It's not locked!"
Just as I opened it something hit the door and shattered. "Woah!" I opened the door the rest of the way, with Bella fuming, crying, wearing a pair of sweat pants and a t-shirt.
"Sorry!" She yelled back.
I stepped over the glass grabbing her as she fought me. I was sure I was going to have bruises on my arms and back but when she went limp into me I knew it didn't matter.
She sobbed onto my shirt. "I'm sorry." She cried.
"Don't be." I told her, bringing her over to her đi văng so I could sit down and she laid her head in my lap on a pillow.
"I almost hit bạn with that glass. That could have really messed bạn up." She cried somemore.
"But bạn didn'." I wiped her hair out of her face.
"Why are bạn doin' this? Being' so nice to me? bạn don't know me." She sniffled.
"Because I know exactly what bạn are goin' through. I threw things, broke things, drank."
"What?"
"I was engaged, too. I was with her for 4 years. Engaged for two when I came trang chủ one ngày and found her in my giường with another guy."
"Oh, god." She whispered.
"I know how it feels. I know. But I also know I did alot of things I regret. I drank myself into a coma, broke things my little sister got me."
"So when bạn say I would regret it later?"
"I knew bạn would."
"How old is your sister?"
"Four. My adoptive parents, my aunt and uncle, adopted her when she was born."
"What's her name?"
"Elizabeth."
"What's she like?" She asked.
"Well, she has dark brown hair, almost black, and brown eyes, that are like sữa chocolate- like your's." I saw her blush. "She's too smart for her own good. Acts 24 insted of four. But just like everyother four năm old. She's roudy, talkative, asks all kinds of stupid các câu hỏi then some bạn cain't even answer. She likes asking why. And it's a continous câu hỏi process until bạn fianlly say, 'cuz God đã đưa ý kiến so'."
Bella giggled. "She sounds sweet."
"She is. She gives stranger's hugs."
Bella laughed outloud but didn't asked for anything else. We looked out her window watching the clouds and when her breathing evened out and she sighed loudly, I knew she was asleep. I picked her up and placed her on her bed, pulled back the covers and tucked them around her.
I left her room, quietly shutting the door. I jumped when I turned around and saw Emmett standing there.
"Brownie points." He sang while he walked away.
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Well I tell bạn what I'm gonna do
I'm gonna drive to the big old muddy river
I'm gonna park my car in the middle of the
mile long bridge
And there I'm gonna cry
Well maybe just a little
Then I'm gonna slip off the ring
that bạn put on my finger
And give it a big old fling and watch it sink
Down, down, down
And there it's gonna lie until the Lord
comes back around
Because bạn lie like a priceless Persian rug on
a rich man's floor
bạn lie like a coon dog basking
in the sunshine on my porch
Well bạn lie like a penny in a parking
lot at the grocery store
It just comes so dang natural to you
The way bạn lie
bạn Lie~ The Band Perry
__________________________________________________
After Dinner, we all went our seperate ways, I to my room. I flung my suitcase up on my giường and began unpacking. I picked up my cell phone and text Jake.
I'm home. Call me.-B
I put away my tolietries, put away the clothes I didn't lose and put the ones I did down the shoot in the hallway. Jake still hadn't called so I picked up the phone and called him myself, turning my engagement ring around on my finger as I held my phone up to my ear. It rang until his voice mail picked up. "This is Jacob. Leave a message." I hung up and called his house.
It rang twice and someone picked up.
"Hello?"
"Who is this?" I asked.
"Leah. . .who is this?"
My stomach dropped. "Bella. Jacob's fiance."
"Fiance?!" She yelled.
"Yeah."
"Oh, my freakin' god. Bella I am so sorry. He didn't any anything about a fiance hoặc girlfriend for that matter. I had no idea."
"It's okay." I could hear the sincerity in her voice. "Could bạn tell him to have a nice life for me? And that I'm keeping the ring?"
"Oh, he'll hear thêm than that. But I will make sure and tell him." He growled.
"Thanks." I told her. "Oh, and remind him that Claire is bringing his son down this weekend."
"His son? Hot damn he's dug himself a deep hole. I'll get him, Bella, don't bạn worry."
"Thank you, Leah. Bye."
"Bye."
I threw my phone on my bed, my ears blowing smoke, my body was shaking. I grabbed my phone and my keys and stomped down stairs.
"The wedding is OFF!" I yelled and threw opened the front door.
"Bella!" Emmett was sitting on the porche. "What's wrong?"
"You were right." I huffed. "He is an ornery, lieing, son of a bitch." I threw my arms up.
"Jacob?"
"Yeah." I rolled my eyes. "I called him and some girl picked up. She đã đưa ý kiến he didn't say anything about me hoặc anyone else for that matter and she's pissed now too."
"God, the bastered." Emmett growled.
I walked of the porch and to my truck.
"Where are bạn going?" He yelled.
"The bridge!" I flung open my door, and started it, making it roar to life and black smoke a bit. I started down the drive way when I saw Edward. I hit the brake and crawled over to open the passenger side door. "Get in."
"What?" he asked.
"Get in." I told him. "I need someone who won't stop me from goin' but'll keep me from doin' suhum' stupid. Get tha hell in."
He dropped his cỏ khô, hay bail, not bothering to grab his áo sơ mi and got it, closing the door behind him.
"Where are we goin'?" He asked
"The bridge." The ring was burning a hole in my pocket.
"Can I ask why?"
"If bạn want the whole story." I told him.
He shrugged.
"Basicly, my fiance desided he wasn't gettin enough and I called about 30 phút cách đây and a girl picked up. Never told her about me. hoặc about his son, Paul. So she's 'bout as pissed as I am."
"Douche." He grumbled.
That made me smile a little. "So now, we are going to the bridge so I can throw this peice of shit ring at the bottom of the lake."
I over onto the shoulder and got out, Edward behind me. I took the ring out of my pocket hoping I could get it out there far enough. But I knew I couldn't.
"Throw this." I handed him the ring.
"You don't wanna' do it?" He asked.
I shook my head. "I cain't get it out there far enough."
He took it from between my fingers, and turned to the water. "How far?"
"As far as bạn can get it."
He stepped back, then took quick steps to edge, throwing his hand over his shoulder than out. Out in the water all I saw was a small drop about a football field away.
"Where'd bạn learn to throw that far?" I was keeping my mind occupied.
"Baseball." He stuck his hands in his pockets. "I played in junior high and high school."
"Cool." It wasn't working. My throat was starting to restrict, my eyes were burning and I guess I wasn't doing a good job of hiding it because Edward took his hands out of his pockets and wrapped him around me, hugging me to his chest.
I wrapped my arms around his middle, enjoying that he was doing exactly what I needed him to, and cried.
~Edward POV~
My, oh, my, you're so good looking
Hold yourself together like a pair of bookends
But I've not tasted all you're cooking
Who are bạn when I'm not looking
Do bạn pour a little something on the rocks
Slide down the hallway in your socks
When bạn undress, do bạn leave a path
Then sink to your nose in a bubble bath
My, oh, my, you're so good looking
Hold yourself together like a pair of bookends
But I've not tasted all you're cooking
Who are bạn when I'm not looking
I want to know, I want to know, I want to know
Do bạn break things when bạn get mad
Eat a box of Sô cô la cause you're feeling bad
Do bạn paint your toes cause bạn bite your nails
And call up mama when all else fails
Who are bạn when I'm not around
When the door is locked and the shades are down
Do bạn listen to your âm nhạc quietly
And when it feels just right are bạn thinking of me?
I want to know, I want to know, I want to know
My, oh, my, you're so good looking
But who are bạn when I'm not looking Who Are bạn When I'm Not Looking~ Blake Shelton
She had me drive on the way back to her house. She hopped out when we got back and walked straight into the house.
"She's okay?" Emmett asked.
"Yeah. She's good. Still crying and pissed but she feels better. Had me throw the ring." I told him.
He smiled lightly at me. "I don't care what Jasper says. I tình yêu my baby sis and bạn better believe Jacob Black hasn't heard the last of us, but you're good for her." He told me. "You guys just...mesh. The fact that bạn dropped whatever bạn did just to do what she asked because bạn could tell she needed you, that earns Brother and Daddy points." He clapped my on my shoulder.
I walked up to my room and heard the bath running on the other side of the bathroom door. The vòi hoa sen seperate Bella's and my room. There was a sink/ toliet, door, shower/tub, door, and her sink and toliet.
Listening to the water run made my mind wonder. I wonder if she leaves trails of clothes when she undresses. I wonder if she had put bubbles it in water, and if she let herself sink up to her nose.
I laid on my giường and watched tv with no soud, listening to her drain the tub, and walked back into her room. I could hear thumping as she would throw things onto the floor some breaking some nothing. I got up and walked down the hall to her bedroom door where I knocked. "Bella."
"Go away!" I could tell bởi her voice she was crying.
"No. I'm not going to sit here and listen to bạn throw anything else."
"Then leave!"
"You just need to calm down!" I put my hands on her door frame. "What is breaking anything going to do? What if the tiếp theo thing means something to you?"
"I don't care!"
"You will! Just open the damn door!" I yelled.
"It's not locked!"
Just as I opened it something hit the door and shattered. "Woah!" I opened the door the rest of the way, with Bella fuming, crying, wearing a pair of sweat pants and a t-shirt.
"Sorry!" She yelled back.
I stepped over the glass grabbing her as she fought me. I was sure I was going to have bruises on my arms and back but when she went limp into me I knew it didn't matter.
She sobbed onto my shirt. "I'm sorry." She cried.
"Don't be." I told her, bringing her over to her đi văng so I could sit down and she laid her head in my lap on a pillow.
"I almost hit bạn with that glass. That could have really messed bạn up." She cried somemore.
"But bạn didn'." I wiped her hair out of her face.
"Why are bạn doin' this? Being' so nice to me? bạn don't know me." She sniffled.
"Because I know exactly what bạn are goin' through. I threw things, broke things, drank."
"What?"
"I was engaged, too. I was with her for 4 years. Engaged for two when I came trang chủ one ngày and found her in my giường with another guy."
"Oh, god." She whispered.
"I know how it feels. I know. But I also know I did alot of things I regret. I drank myself into a coma, broke things my little sister got me."
"So when bạn say I would regret it later?"
"I knew bạn would."
"How old is your sister?"
"Four. My adoptive parents, my aunt and uncle, adopted her when she was born."
"What's her name?"
"Elizabeth."
"What's she like?" She asked.
"Well, she has dark brown hair, almost black, and brown eyes, that are like sữa chocolate- like your's." I saw her blush. "She's too smart for her own good. Acts 24 insted of four. But just like everyother four năm old. She's roudy, talkative, asks all kinds of stupid các câu hỏi then some bạn cain't even answer. She likes asking why. And it's a continous câu hỏi process until bạn fianlly say, 'cuz God đã đưa ý kiến so'."
Bella giggled. "She sounds sweet."
"She is. She gives stranger's hugs."
Bella laughed outloud but didn't asked for anything else. We looked out her window watching the clouds and when her breathing evened out and she sighed loudly, I knew she was asleep. I picked her up and placed her on her bed, pulled back the covers and tucked them around her.
I left her room, quietly shutting the door. I jumped when I turned around and saw Emmett standing there.
"Brownie points." He sang while he walked away.
Bella's truck
