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Before I Die

Summary:
Edward has cancer. He knows that he'll die soon, and before that happens, he wants to have fun with his life. He doesn't want to find love, but as he has 'fun', he meets a girl, named Bella. AH AU BxE


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8. Chapter 8

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In front of me was a piece of paper, the same piece of paper that I used to write down the list of things to do. I added four more things to the list.

Sing in a band

Bungee jump off a bridge

Rock climb

Drugs

Sex

Motorcycle

Something that gets the heart going

I was alone in my room, the lamp was on, casting a small glow in one area, so I was startled when someone cleared their throat behind me. I jumped lightly and turned around. It was Jasper, he had crossed his arms over his chest.

“Hey, are you making another list?” he asked, sitting down on the edge of my bed.

“No, just adding to it.” I said simply, tucking the list away.

“What did you put?” he questioned.

I shrugged. “Drugs, sex, motorcycle, adrenaline rush.” I muttered.

Jasper's eyes widened, he cleared his throat again. “I hope you won't get yourself into something illegal.” he said.

I rolled my eyes. “For the drugs, I just wanted to trying smoking a cigarette. Not like doing meth or crank.”

Jasper seemed to lighten up at that. He could be so protective sometimes.

“Do you want me to help you ride a motorcycle?” he asked. “I owe you since I didn't get to see you rock climb.” he offered.

“That would be great.” I said, my tone brightened immediately.

Jasper smiled, then it quickly disappeared. “Are you planning to tell Esme what you've added?” he asked.

I looked down at the brown carpet. “It will break her heart if she finds out that I wanna try drugs and have sex.” I said.

Jasper nodded.

“Well, she doesn't have to know.” he said.

“No, she doesn't.” I agreed.

“Do you want to ride the motorcycle today?” Jasper asked, breaking the silence that filled the room.

“Sure.” I said, my voice was kind of high.

“Okay, meet me in the garage in fifteen minutes, I have to get it out of the shed first.” he mumbled, getting up. He walked away so fast, that I couldn't really be sure, but I could've sworn that he wiped a tear away.

***

In front of me was a rusty, beat up, bike. In faint letters, it said Harley, on the side.

Jasper looked at me apologetically.

“Sorry bro, I haven't ridden on this thing for years. And it looks like the rain got to it.” he said.

“No, its great!” I said enthusiastically.

Jasper looked impressed at my sudden excitement.

'Okay.' he mouthed. He got on the bike and started it.

“Yes! It still works.” he grumbled. “Okay, so get on.” he said, getting off the bike.

I shook my head. “First, I want to ride with you.” I said.

Jasper smirked, and got back on the bike.

“Get on.” he commanded and started it back up again. We zipped through the road like a cheetah. The feeling of riding a motorcycle is like no other. It gives you mixed feelings, fear, excitement, happiness. At one point, I let go of Jasper's back and raised my arms in the air and yelled out, “Whoohoo!”

Jasper chuckled at that.

The wind blew hard, as we were going so fast.

“Having fun?” Jasper asked, as we stopped at a stop light.

“Hell yeah.” I muttered.

We pulled up to a deserted parking lot. Jasper stopped suddenly, kicking the stand down, and jumping off. I scooted forward, and took a deep breath.

“The right hand is responsible for two crucial functions in motorcycling, acceleration and braking. By twisting the grip towards you, you apply throttle. A little twist goes a long way, so be careful. You can also use it for a break.” Jasper instructed. My right hand started to shake as I reached for the handle.

“The right foot operates the rear brake, but be aware that when the front brakes are in use, the rear becomes less effective. The clutch, is like an On and Off switch. If you squeeze it, you put the bike in neutral. If you let go, the bike moves.

“Thats pretty much it Edward. You know how to drive a car right? Well its kind of like that.”

I nodded, that was a lot to take in. I took in another deep breath, and started the bike. I twisted my right hand towards me and off I went, zooming through the parking lot. I couldn't help but laugh at the acceleration. I would have continued to ride, but a tree was blocking my path. I tried to stop the way Jasper had said, but it wouldn't work. I got closer to the tree and panicked. I acted on instinct and stomped on the break. The bike halted to a stop and it would have sent me flying through the air, if I hadn't held on tight.

Jasper came running.

“That was really good! Well, until you almost hit that tree.” he said.

I smiled.

“That was fun, but I think I'm going to let you ride it back home.” I said.

Jasper laughed.

“Okay, if thats what you want.” he said.

“Yes, and besides, I'm really tired now.”

Jasper's face went from happy to concerned.

“Lets go then.” he said quickly.

I nodded and got on behind Jasper.

Motorcycle, check.

But now, it seemed like the sky was spinning.

“Faster,” I whispered.

Jasper twisted his right hand and the bike went even faster. I closed my eyes, and let the darkness settle on me.