Text Size Large SizeMedium SizeSmall Size    Color Scheme Black SchemeWhite SchemeGrey SchemePaper Scheme        

Right or Wrong?

Summary:
Right or Wrong? Thanks to eternitys_charm for the crazy good banner! Bella Swan is your average teenage girl with a boyfriend named Jacob and a semi perfect life. But what if that perfect life she's come to love is all an illusion and she's just afraid to admit the truth? Edward is gorgeous popular and rich and he's the object of Bella's hate and the only one who see's the real her. When tragedy strikes will Bellla finally see the light and just admit she really loves Edward? Love has consequences but for her it's better then living a lie. Spoiler!Go to my bio to see a sneak peek on the sequel to this story! (All human! Rated teen for some strong language and mature themes.) Thanks to all my faithful reviewers! Next Chapter will soon be up!


Notes:


3. All comes crashing down.

Rating 0/5   Word Count 1391   Review this Chapter

Jake called me before I was even home; I was diving in the care with Rose and Alice when my phone began to ring violently. He was talking before I even said hello.

“Can you believe they kicked me out?!? Babe I told you that school was for losers! Are you still going there?” He said.

“Of course im still going there Jake, they’re going to give me a scholarship!”

“Oh okay Bells whatever you want, but if I see that Edward guy again im going to break his little neck!” Good thing Jake can’t see me roll my eyes through the telephone, I thought to myself.

“What did he even do to you Jake? Why were you even fighting him? I told you not to get into anymore fights!”

“He was looking at me funny okay! He shouldn’t have been looking at me like that…” He grumbled to himself.

“I guess Jacob…” I groaned.

“Well who side are you on Isabella! Because im over here in pain while your doing god knows what with your bimbo sister and that other weird one! Look I got to go ill call you later!” Click.

“Yeah okay bye.” I breathed to the already hung up phone.

“What was that all about?” Alice asked concerned.

“Well supposedly im on Edward’s side right now or something.” I said exhausted.

“I’m not a bimbo!” Rosalie yelled from the back seat.

“Rose, Jakes an idiot, don’t listen to him.” Alice assured her.

“Duh!” Rose agreed.

“Guys I’d love it if you wouldn’t give me anymore crap. I’m already under enough pressure and I don’t need you guys hounding me about my current relationship status.” The car stayed silent for the rest of the ride home and I tuned the music up loud enough so if they were talking I couldn’t hear them. When I got home I curled up in a ball on my small bed and grabbed my knees. Really, truly I was fed up with Jacob; there was only so much I could take before I had to stop lying to myself, taking blow after blow. I knew he didn’t really want to move away with me and go to college and I knew he didn’t really give a damn about my scholarship either. I tried to remember the last time the amazing attributes he once had actually surfaced and I couldn’t. The Jake I knew and loved seemed like a distant memory, it’s almost amazing how only a few short hours and some advice changed my whole perspective on us. I was scared though, scared of letting go of him and trying to find someone who loved me as much as he did or pretended to.

I tried to see myself with Edward of all people! Looking into his eyes the same way I looked into Jacob’s, pushing his bronze colored hair out of his face. I couldn’t think about this for too long before I started to cry. In my mind, I was already set on who I wanted to be with but in my heart I ached and cried for something better! Edward was head over heels for me that was for sure, but would I ever be in love with Edward? I heard a faint knock on my door and Alice danced in my room and sat next to my crumpled body. She patted my head until I stopped crying and kissed my forehead.

“Oh Bella don’t be sad! I can’t stand to see you like this-balled up into a fetal position crying like a baby, its heart breaking and infuriating. Did you know that there are about 5 people who would be willing to kill for you right now? No questions asked! That’s how much all of us love you! Me, Rose, Jasper, Emmett and even Edward! Whether you like it or not they’re like family to us…and if you need something to be done, will do it!” She was beaming with excitement now.

“Or we can just rough him up a little bit!” She smiled timidly. I smiled back but in a ‘no thanks, don’t kill my boyfriend please’ kind of way.

“Look Bella we’re going to dinner on Friday night…you want to come?!” She asked thrilled.

“No, who wants to be third wheel?” I growled. She laughed at some private joke and I stared at her suspiciously.

“You’re not going to be Bella I promise!” She looked at me with a puppy dog face and I couldn’t help but say yes.

“Alright Alice ill go but please don’t make me do anything awkward!”

“Absolutely no awkwardness!” She said animated. I heard Rose squeal outside of my door and knew they were up to no good. Anything Rose was excited about made me sick to my stomach. Alice and Rose had tastes for things that repulsed me but not in a killing people kind of way but a fancy things kind of way. Money, fast cars and designer clothes were all of their favorite things. Emmett and Jasper were like gifts from god for all I could see. My dad had always been on the poorer side of things, working as a small town cop never really got him anything fancy. I think im his favorite daughter because 1) Im the only one who looks like my mother and 2) I never ask for anything when we go out. Alice and Rose always found ways of getting what they wanted without troubling my dad for money so he never gave them any crap about spending too much money. In a way I couldn’t see them with anybody other then Jasper and Emmett so everything worked out perfect for them. They were made for each other in every sense of the word. Would I ever find someone that could make me that happy? Sometime it made me sick sitting next to them, just looking at all the love flowing off of them. I don’t know how Edward can stand sitting with them at lunch, that’s why I have my other gang of friends, Angela, Jessica, Mike and Eric; they make school a lot less painful when Jakes not there.

Then I noticed something to make me sink deeper into my pit of despair- Jake and I were never like that. We would never touch each other like they did, or talk to each other like they did. Jasper knew everything about Alice, he bended to her every need and want without even making a comment or complaining. Emmett did whatever it took to make Rosalie happy-even when his brothers laughed at him and made fun of him, he would probably jump off a bridge for her. No one would ever do that for me! Jake had become a selfish, inconsiderate temper tantrum throwing kid, and I was stuck in this horrible abusive relationship reaping all the blame.

“Bells!” My dad Charlie called me from downstairs for dinner. Rose made some kind of fancy French dish for him to try which he cursed and threw in the garbage.

“Im sorry dad, I didn’t know you didn’t like onions!” Rose was saying when I got downstairs to the kitchen.

“It’s alright honey, we'll just order pizza!” He said apologetically.

“Bella, can you please clean this up while your sisters go get pizza?" He asked.

“Sure dad…”

“Billy Black told me what happened to Jake today! What was all that about?”

“Oh nothing dad, just boys being boys!” I laughed nervously.

“You know these boys are being boys over you right!” He said smiling.

“No dad it was just a misunderstanding!”

“Yeah right! Both of those boys are in love with you more then you can imagine! I know how much of a hot head Jacob is sometimes but that’s just his way of showing how much he cares! I don’t know to much about this Ed guy but he sounds like he’s one of those silent type. It’s just up to you to figure out which kind you love more. It’s kind of like day and night with them two!” He laughed again. My dad could be some kind of guru and he doesn’t even know it-or maybe he does.

“Okay dad….” I mumbled as I walked out of the kitchen.