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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!


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5. What is this?

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What is he doing to me? I whispered to myself as I walked to second period. Just three days ago I hated his guts-now I can’t stop thinking about him. His smoldering green eyes, his untidy bronze hair, his sweet scent… the slight smile he has when he looks at me. Everything about him mesmerized me in the worst way. I still had a deep underlying hate for him, something I couldn’t control but it was a different kind of hat now. It was a ‘why can’t I have you’ kind of hate. My head swarmed with confusing questions and frustrating indecision, like nothing I’ve ever felt before. I played back every second of our conversation, something that seemed so unreal and unbelievable that, I couldn’t even truly grasp it. I was smiling bizarrely to myself when I finally got to class; Rosalie and Alice stared at me with jaws dropped.

“What the hells up with you?” Rosalie asked rudely.

“Nothing!” I winced at my unnaturally giddy mood and sat next to Alice.

“Are you excited for tonight? I think you are- that’s why you’re so happy…”Alice’s voice trailed off as she began to ramble on. I knew there was no stopping her at that point so I let her make her assumptions and continue bantering. Before I knew it Alice’s ranting had led me through school and home. The day went by so fast I didn’t even have time to think about what I was wearing. Rosalie threw a dark blue blouse into my room that she claimed would look great on me, I tried it on and then quickly changed. The amount of cleavage it showed was degrading and ridiculous. I settled for a comfortable long sleeve shirt with a red print on it that matched my rosy cheeks. Jake had been blowing up my phone for hours now and just before I finally answered it, the phone went dead.

“Shoot!” I said to myself. Alice walked in looking just as casual as I did and I let out a sigh of relief.

“Bella what’s the matter?” She asked worried.

“Nothing it’s just my phone just died!” I whined.

“Oh who cares? You’re going out tonight and you need to have a little fun without Jake!” She said emphasizing the ‘without’ part.

“Yeah I know but I think it urgent! He’s called me a million times!”

“It’s always urgent with Jake!” She yelled throwing her hands in the air. “That’s why we hate him!”

“He’s never called me this much though!” I said.

“It’s probably nothing- he’s always making something out of nothing! Isabella Marie Swan I hereby grant you one night of freedom and no over reactions!” She declared.

“Alright then Alice!” I agreed. “You win!” We hurried out the door quickly because apparently we were late. When we got to the restaurant Emmett, Jasper and Edward were waiting outside with there arms folded over their chests grouchily.

“You were supposed to be here at five!” Emmett howled. “You know how I hate waiting!” He said.

“Yeah, yeah we know!” Alice yelled back. Edward stood looking at the ground uninterested until he must have heard the third set of foot steps. His head snapped up excited and disbelieving. Im sure my face seemed more then shocked to see him as well. Leave it up to my sisters to put me in an uncomfortable and embarrassing situation! I saw him grin eagerly and then frown when he noticed how displeased I was to be in his company, I must have really made him upset with that one. Good. If I had to suffer so did he! The whole night I didn’t say even one word to him, not the slightest “hello” or “how are you”, but that’s how it usually was for us. The only difference between those times and now was that my body was itching for him to say something. Before I couldn’t stand for him to barely breathe next to me let alone have a conversation with me but now my ears begged for his voice, my hand yearned for his touch and my heart sang for his love.

Every once in a while I would glance up at him and look into his captivating stare, wondering what he was thinking. Did he really like me as much as everyone said? Or did he just want to get in my pants like every other high school boy? Not even me and Jacob were physical like that… and when I thought about it I couldn’t imagine making love to him. Every time we would take two steps forward his temper would send him four steps back. I never even thought he wanted to really- he never pressured or badgered me about it and I was grateful for that.

Edward’s smooth, pale skin was dim in the restaurant light and I caught myself taking full advantage of when he was looking away from me. The conversation was now on music something he seemed to know a lot about. Could he really be interested in the same kind of music as me? Or was he just pretending to impress me? Everything seemed so perplexing that I tried to focus on other things in the room.

My mind set on a loud commotion at the front of the restaurant; someone was shouting something loud and unintelligible at the hostess. Everyone turned towards the door to see what all the racket was about and then looked at me nervously. My eyes shot to the entrance and searched for someone familiar-my hunt stopped at Jacob’s eyes and I froze. Oh god! Oh god! Oh god! He made a bee line straight towards me until he stopped at the front of our table, all the men shifted tensely in their seats as they waited for his reaction.

“Can I talk to you for a bit love?” He said through clenched teeth.

“Sure.” I whimpered timidly. He placed his hand at the small of my back and guided me outside until we were out the doors. The he slid his hand to the back of my neck and grabbed me roughly.

“What the hell do you think you’re doing here?!?!” He exploded in fury.

”They tricked me into coming! I didn’t know he was here!” I cried. His strong grip was now starting to hurt.

“Yeah right Bells! He was talking about it earlier!” He roared and then punched me with his massive fist. My head spun out of control until I hit the concrete ground on which we were standing. I could feel the blood running down my face from my nose and trickling off my chin. The pulsating pain at the back of my head was agonizing; I began to cry as I laid there broken on the floor.