What Hurts The Most @izzy_nava
Ch Hello Old Friend

I ended up going back to the guest house to sleep a few hours later. The words in the song Edward had sung at ol' Sal's Music Extravaganza night still turned in my mind.

Even as I cried for my father's absence while I laid in the guest bedroom, the events of the last night played in my mind.

Why didn't he just tell me? Why did he have to go and do that? We promised we would always be honest with each other, even if the truth does hurt. So, why did he kiss someone else?

'Why?' is the question, and even though I needed and wanted the answers to those questions, I would rather not see him again.

'I won't.'

Those were the last thoughts that ran through my mind as I fell asleep that night.

The next morning, I woke up to someone banging on the front door of the small living space.

I quickly hopped off the bed and rushed towards the door, to rip, whoever's throat was banging on the door, out. My anger, however, was unfound when I snatched open the door to come face to face with my brother Jasper.

"Good mornin', Bee." He greeted, lifting his hand to show me the brown paper bag with the familiar design on it.

"Good morning," I muttered, moving the hair from my face as I turned away to let him in.

We walked towards the small kitchen, where we proceeded to sit down quietly. Jasper watching me while I quietly ate the breakfast sandwich he brought me, and me purposely avoiding his stare.

"Bella, we need to talk." He finally said.

I swallowed the mouthful of food, before clearing my throat, and finally meeting his gaze. His worried gaze meeting my apprehensive one.

"Ah— about what exactly?" I asked, staring down at my fingers, twiddling them nervously.

"About the night our dad died." He finally replied as he turned down the volume on his cell phone.

I felt myself stiffen, my blood running cold as I tried not to think about the entire day.

"What about it?" I asked, evasively.

I could feel my brother's stare on the side of my face as I silently prayed this topic could be avoided.

"Bella, I know about what happened that night…" he finally said, his knuckles turning white as he clutched the small breakfast bar.

"I don't know what you mean," I replied, twitching in my seat as dread formed in the pit of my stomach.

Jasper knowing what had actually happened that night didn't surprise me. No, not at all. He had always had a keen way of finding out something that you didn't want anyone else to know. What did surprise me was that he hadn't said anything about it before, or thrown it in my face.

"Bella, let's cut with the evasive shit. I spoke to Edward a week after it all happened. I know what you saw…" He tells me, holding my gaze.

I was speechless. How could I respond to that? There was no way I could respond without breaking down. I knew that once those tears started they wouldn't be able to stop, and that wasn't something I wanted to ever revisit.

"Look, I know how badly that hurt you, but… you need to get all the facts before you can come to any type of conclusion. You only have one side to the story, you need both." He clarified when I remained silent.

So, he expects me to talk to the one person aside from Alice and him. Like that person wasn't the one who had the galls to hurt me? For what? To give him another chance to slice into me? I could barely hold on as it was, did he want me to end up like I was after our dad died?

"Jasper, I know you and Alice are trying to help, and I appreciate it, I do. But you have to understand that I am trying to move on, and talking to— talking to him, isn't going to help me now." I finally said.

"I do understand that I honestly do, but tah move on from this, you first have tah find out what happened. How can a wound heal if not properly treated? How can you have peace if the 'what if' will always be in the back of your mind?" He asked, rhetorically, as he stared at me.

I closed my eyes, willing the tears, to go away. I knew Jasper, and though I knew I could be pig-headed sometimes, he was known to be just as pigheaded, especially if he knew he was right.

"Jasper, I can't. I can't face him again. Not again...at least not yet." I whispered as the tears began to spill.

"Bella, trust me when I say that I am the last person who wants ta see you hurtin', but if you truly want to move on, then talk ta him. That's all I ask. I promise once you two talk I'll leave ya alone." He promised.

I wasn't going to deny that he had some valid points, but just because he didn't mean I was going to ignore my feelings of this situation and the anger towards Alice and his intrusiveness.

"What if I don't want to? Why should I talk to him? Didn't you see what his actions caused us? Why the hell should I give him another opportunity to destroy what I have managed to rebuild?" I countered standing up.

Why did we have to go to ol' Sal's? Why not Logan's bar and grill or Marcy's Luau? Fucking hell! I hated him. Damn you, Alice!

"I can see I am going to have ta tell you everythin' myself." He said, standing up too.

"There is nothing to tell. I saw for myself what was happening. I don't need to know anything else." I snapped, as I gathered

"What you saw was wrong, and what you are thinking is also wrong." He stated, solemnly.

"Really?! Cause from where I was standing it certainly looked like Victoria had her tongue shoved down Edward's throat and he seemed to be enjoying it…!" I snapped.

"Look, that was all staged by Victoria and Jennifer. Edward pushed her away, he didn't even realize you had seen her throwin' herself at him until my truck peeled out of the driveway. Talk to him." He started calmly.

No, I didn't want to. It took me all this time to finally be able to move on. Mike had been my horrible attempt at moving on, and I wasn't about to revert to what I was back then just to please him and everyone else.

He raised his hand to stop me from answering, as I opened my mouth. "I am not goin' to push this matter anymore, but I do want you to know that if you want to truly move on, you have to know everythin'. I don't want you to regret this in the long run. Think about it, Lil sis." He said, as he stood up and left.

I roughly picked up the trash that was left on the counter, and threw it away with a little too much force, and ended up making the bin fall on its side.

I should've fucking moved to a new town. I know, at least I would have a little bit more peace than I do here. What fuck is going on with everyone? Why do they suddenly think it's alright to be so damn intrusive?

Growling under my breath, I quickly walked back into the guest room, and snatched my boots on, shoving 'em roughly onto my feet before, snatching the keys of the dresser.

I didn't bother grabbing the rest of my stuff as I walked out of the house and made my way into the bigger house.

Alice and my brother sat at the breakfast nook, drinking a cup of coffee as I walked in.

I didn't bother to look at her or my brother, as I walked through, quickly making my way up the stairs and into my room before heading to change my clothes for the day.

After a quick shower, I pulled on a pair of jeans and a hoodie, pulled on my ugg boots, pulling my hair up in a loose bun at the base of my neck before grabbing my keys and leaving the house.

I drove aimlessly through town, wondering where to go if I wished to avoid anyone I once knew.

Somehow, I ended up at the bookstore, though I didn't buy anything, I felt myself relax as I walked through the many aisles. When I felt myself calm down enough, I silently walked out and drove towards the nearest grocery store to buy some food to store at the guest house.

I had just gotten through the vegetable section when I heard a pair of familiar squeals that made me drop my honeydew melon on the ground.

"Bella Marie Swan! I can not believe it's really you!" One of them gasped, rushing forward.

Before I can utter a simple response, I am pulled into a fierce hug, face being crushed into an ample bosom, causing me to flail my arms into the air in surprise.

"Oh, sweet Mary and Joseph! Tanya let her go!"

She gasps, dropping her tightly wound arms from my neck, as I gasped in relief, staring up at them in surprise.

"Nice to see you again. Rose, Tanya." I greeted, dryly, as I took a deep breath.

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