Splattered Hearts Part 2

I look at him unphased here I am looking at my best friend naked. He makes me so nervous, I looks like he lifted so much weights looking so muscular. I would be lying to myself if I didn't feel something for Jake. I don't know how to feel.

"Bella you look so gorgeous."

"T-thank you, Jake." I stuttered my words.

I could feel my heart racing, was it lust I felt for him, or real feelings.

I spent a lot of time in this room crying, and staring into space. Mourning a relationship that was so toxic.

"You made me all these gifts, we built motorcycles together, spent so much time together. We didn't I see it before?"

He grin had become so cocky, "What didn't you see before?"

"I didn't want to see that anyone could care about me, and I'm sorry for bringing up Edward all the time. It has to be hard on you."

When I watch him nod with a wide grin he changes to looking serious.

"Bella didn't you say that Edward couldn't read your mind?"

I look back on those memories, and nod to confirm his question.

"Bella did you ever think why he couldn't read your mind is because you are like us, not wolf, but a witch."

His words flash through my head, and I gasp.

All of the stories and fairy tales could all be real.

When I look at him I yarned to be touched, I yarned for it all.

I stand on my tippy toes only coming up to his chin but still. I tried to reach his lips as if trying to will it to.

"Bella?" As his voice becomes intimate he picks me up.

As he carries me to my bed when he lays me gently as if he were walking away I grab his hand, "Where are you going?"

"I'm gonna check the dryer for you wet clothes. You missy get some joggers on. We have to talk about this, I want to talk about this, I won't make love to you Bella not yet."

My soft warm eyes look up at him felt an ease of emotions my heart just felt comfortable. Everything about me felt comfortable, I am still in the habit of apologising every time I bleed.

I do look forward to having this talk with him, it made me excited and the thought of thinking of Edward, and Alice still hurt. How can you leave like that? What do you hope to gain from causing this pain for me?

"Okay go on, I will get dressed, and then we can talk about this."

Shortly after he left I stood up picking out some joggers and a huge hoodie as I put them on I walk downstairs hearing Jacob slam the phone against the wall.

"Jake what's wrong?"

"Always metaling." He said with a grimace.

"What's wrong? Please tell me."

"That was Edward he was checking in on you. I told him Charlie was preparing for the funeral."

I gasp, deep in thought. My mind going back and forth.

"What is it?" He asked as if something is bitter in his mouth.

"Nothing, can we just go upstairs talk about that conversation. Are my clothes dried?"

He nodded and I turned around ever so slightly.

As I attempt to walk away felt as if the Earth below me had shifted could I have moved on from Edward? Who knows.

Edward did this to himself, I can't trust him anymore. Where has that gotten me, he was a controlling dickhead to me. I had no freewill, I couldn't come and go as I pleased. At least with Jake I didn't feel damaged or isolated.

Stay tuned for part 3: Find out if Bella with this new news goes after Edward? Or do the Cullens consider her a tractor and seek their revenge. I think writing this version of Twilight is much more realistic.