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Absolution.
Chapter 2: Part II
Bella's POV
Me and Angela sat quietly watching the terribly written sappy romance/comedy. I again wonder why they write these, their not even that funny. They just make you think all relationships are like this when really they just show you the honey-moon phase and after that phase its shit.
After the fifteenth time the couple said a cheesy line my eye did this weird twitch thingy and I clicked it off.
"Bella! What the heck? I was watching that a-hole…" She said huffing. I turned to her flustered state with a determined look on her face. I peeped a glance at the clock before I fully turned to her it read 8:32 p.m.; sitting criss-cross-applesauce I gave her an edgy smirk.
"Oh, no Bella, please do not ask what I think you're going to-"I cut her off before she could finish her sentence with a bitch brow.
"Why do you not like your cousin Paul?" I asked anyways. She sighed dramatically, "It's a long story…" She said once again trying to not talk about Paul. I mean come on what did he do to really hurt her.
"I have time." She knows I'm stubborn, I don't know why she thinks I won' t stop pestering her about it. She shifted to get comfortable and turned to me, "Well, it all started when I used to live on the Rez…"
"I was about eight when Paul started coming over he was ten and he was like a big brother to me. It all stopped when I was in the seventh grade and people, especially boys starting noticing my unappealing looks. I had big frizzy hair and had Harry Potter glasses with big bright yellow braces. Paul was suppose to be starting tenth grade but he stayed back twice. Paul and his friends were popular, I wasn't. So whenever I came around to talk to Paul in front of his friends he would get embarrassed. It was so bad that one day I saw Paul talking to Leah this really pretty girl in my grade at school, he was flirting with her and twirling her hair and crap. Like the naive retard I was, I walked over to them asking Paul if he needed help with math tonight because that's not one of his best subjects. Well long story short Leah laughed at him he yelled at me and when his friends came out the bathroom they started picking on me too, thus making Paul join in and having Leah laugh at me one of the popular girls in my grade. Soon a crowd started to form and it was a big pick on the nerd Angela fest! I cried and ran into the bathroom skipping the rest of my classes going home to tell my parents what happened. It was also the day they decided to move so dad could help with the ministry at the Fork's Baptist Church." She said sadly hanging her head. I quickly brought her in for a hug and coddled her.
"Angela they're the retards and assholes. Paul had no right to do what he did, you were only trying to help him and he returned the favor by being an asshole about it." I said squeezing her. She sniffled nodding her head, "Yeah but Bells, I hated him after that we never talked again. I came down on Spring Break to visit the Blacks because I heard Jake had mono or something. Before I could even step out of my car Paul came out of nowhere and yelled at me to never come back on the Rez, he called me a traitor!" She said flustered with tears damping my chest. I shushed her until she slowly fell asleep.
I looked over at the clock to see it was 9:02 p.m. I sighed, Maybe Paul won't grace us with his presence tonight? I don't know why I was all up this guy Paul's ass, about him coming over really I could care less, but it feels like something was going to happen big when I meet him. I just shrugged at my weird thoughts and grabbed the blanket that lay on the arm of the big couch, pulling it over the two of us having Angela lay on top of me.
. . .
"It will be like I never existed…" His voice said, his body leaning into the back of mine, feeling his cold presence lightly on my back. I shivered shaking my head in denial.
"No you promised!" I shouted suddenly everything went black and I found myself in a cage with him staring at me from the outside of it with his haunting red eyes.
"Oh I intend to keep my promise lovely Isabella, but I want to see you suffer first," He said coming near me with his sharp fangs and his mouth dripping with red crimson blood the same color as his eye. He brought the chains close to the bars of the cage and I back away from him sitting in the dark cage's corner feeling hopeless as the fear coursed through my veins chilling my body as he smirked evilly down at me.
BANG!
BANG!
BANG!
Was all I heard as he kept hitting the bars with the chains, causing them to dent under his strong steel grip.
I jumped awake startled as I did hear banging coming from Angela's front door. I groggily got up forgetting Angela was sleeping on me and completely threw her to the ground. She only mumbled sinking farther into the fluffy white carpet. I just sniffed scratching my butt thinking about the nightmare I juts had.
Not again, they're coming back. I thought walking to the excessive banging. I quickly opened the door, to dark denim clad, bronze muscled god. I think I just drooled a little. I scanned his body from his running shoes, dark denim jeans, black tight temperature shirt all the up to his defined chest. The God cleared his throat to get my attention, "Are you just gonna' stand there and eye-fuck me all day or let me in little girl?" He all but growled at me.
I looked up blushing embarrassed looking in his dark eyes for the first time, "I'm sor-" the apology got stuck in my throat as something in me snapped. It felt like my heart was trying to beat out my chest but it felt like it was trying to reach out to his heart. My eyes glazed over as my body took on a lax form, I felt like I was high, high on lust and something else way stronger than the big L word.
He suddenly grabbed me and pulled me to him trying to calm out beating hearts, the erratic thumping slowed a little but it was still thumping strongly. I could feel his heart through his shirt, I gently brought my hand up to his heart as he dropped his bag in his right hand bring it up to my cheek. We embraced each other like lovers seeing each other for the first time in ages.
"Mine." He growled, the sound vibrating through my chest. I gasped.
"What. The. Fuck?!"
Oh shit, Angela!
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