What if?

Chapter three

3 hours. I have been standing here in this parking lot for three hours. So this is what if feels like to be stood up. I thought he was really coming. He even texted me at 5 saying he was almost ready.

I get up from my spot on the sidewalk and can feel my mascara all over my face. I slowly walk towards the entrance of my apartment complex when I hear a car pull up behind me.

Oh look who's here.

He pulls up next to me in a black corvette. So far I like his appearance and his car. He runs around the car to face me.

"Bell, I-"

"No Harry! You don't get to explain. How the heck are you three hours late!" I screamed in his face.

"I-I got caught up with work and I-"

"Let me guess you 'lost track of time'. Save it Harry I've heard it before." I turned on my heels and stormed back to my apartment.

I wake up at 12 o'clock. Thank god it's Saturday. I need to go to the store to get groceries. Yay, my favorite weekend activity.

I decide to skip the shower for today, I put on my favorite sweat pants, a tank top, and a sweatshirt, my weekend wear.

First I'm going to stop and get some coffee. Thank the Lord that there is a Starbucks about 15 feet away from my apartment complex. I go there every Saturday and Sunday for a Carmel frapuccino and a strawberry croissant.

Now to go to the store, Walmart. I stare at my list of probably a million things and begin to miss living at home with my mom. She would always have breakfast ready when I got up and never bothered to take us with her to the store. Adam and I would always stay up all night and tell ghost stories, because he was older than me, and a jerk brother, his stories would always have me crying. I miss him too. With that thought I decide to text him.

To: Adam:)
Hey Adam, I miss you, what are you up to?
-Bell

Within seconds I got a reply.

From: Adam:)
Bell, can't talk right now. The ER is packed! I miss you too. I'll call you when my shift ends.
-Adam

As always, he's busy at work. Half the time he doesn't even get payed. He's still and intern. He's trying to become a doctor, but he's been in college for 8 years now and has failed 3 of his courses. He's to busy playing with his girlfriend, Sarah, to study. I've only met her once but she seems ok for him.

Finally the last item in this stupid list, and it happens to be my favorite. Strawberries. I always grab three packs of them because I go through a pack in a day! I begin to search for the brightest and biggest pack available. As I reach for it, somebody else's hand grabs it. "Hey! Give that back I wanted those ones!" I yelled.

"Bell?" Harry's curious voice booms.

I'm to scared to look up, I know he's staring at me.

"Oh hi! Didn't see you there! Surprised your not 3 hours late getting to the store to!" I grabbed the strawberries from his hand, all to soon he grabs my wrist.

"I wasn't suppose to be late. I told you I got caught up in work and lost track of time. I can make it up to you if you would just give me th-"

"Please, stop. I can't have my heart broken again." I try to remove his hand from my wrist.

"What happened?" He ask, we lock eyes and for a second I forget about what has happened and wonder why his eyes are so green. "Bell?"

"Sorry, I-I can't talk about it, I mean i can I just don't want to." I look away.

"If you ever need someone to talk to, I'm a really good listener." He smiles at me.

"Well thank you," I blush, "um, can I have my wrist back?" I point to my wrist which is still in his hand.

"Oh yeah, sorry."

"You can have these if you want, sorry I snatched them from you." I grab the strawberries from my cart and hand them to him.

"No, keep them. It's alright."

I smile and begin to walk away. When I here my name being called "Bell!" I turn around, "Call me!"

"I don't even have your number!"

"Oh yeah.." He replied and walked off. I smile and blush. I walk towards the check out line and try not to think about what happened last night. I need to look forward, not backwards.

"Jezzabell come on! It's totally safe." David looked at me with red eyes. I know smoking was legal, but i found it disgusting.

"David, your drunk, I need to get you home."

"Jezzabell! Just smoke the effing joint!" David began to rise from his spot on the ground, striding towards me with his fist clenched.

"I told you no. I'm not gonna take on your filthy habit."

"Maybe if you tried it you stop being such an uptight, perfect little bi-"

"Oh really? You have the nerve to call me that? You have come home with girls numerous times, you drink, you smoke, and I've given you chances every time you messed up! You have no right to call me anything!" I screamed in his face. "We are through David."

"FINALLY! I only kept you around for your money baby, and besides Molly gives bet-" I slapped him in the face before he could finish his sentence.

His fist connected with my jaw, and I was on the the ground. "You don't effing slap me! You know this! I told you once Id beat you before and I'll do it again!" Kick after kick into my stomach, "let's try a new way of punishment tonight, come with me."

"No David please, I don't want to, I don't want to." I was crying so hard.

"That's a shame." He turned around and looked at me and punched me in the face, once again.

I jolted awake, crying. I hate these dreams. I hate how he did this to me. David was the worst mistake of my life and I need to forget about him. I look at my alarm clock and see its three in the morning. Adam's shift should be ending soon, I mies well call him. I search for my phone to call Adam.

No answer.

Having no other option, I call my mom. She answers on the third ring.

"Bell?" Thank go she was awake. "What's wrong sweetie? Did you have another nightmare?"

"Yes."

"I'm sorry sweetheart. It will be okay. I promise it's hard at first but eventually when you find someone new, the dreams will stop."

"Thanks Mum." I smiled.

"How is your job going?" She asked, changing the subject.

"Great! I love it." I beamed.

"And any guys that you are untested in?"

"Yes" I blushed even talking about him. "He stood me up on what was suppose to be our first date, but I saw him in the store and he said he wants a do over. He seems nice. So I thought I might give him another chance."

"Be careful how many chances you give. We all know how that sometimes ends." She said referring to my father.

"I know Mum, have you heard from Adam?"

"Nope my at all."

"That's so weird. I tried calling him but he didn't answer."

"I'm sorry honey. Well listen I have to get back to bed I have yoga in the morning. You know I like to exercise my bum!"

I chuckled. "Oh Mum. Alright well goodnight, love you."

"Night sweetie, love you too"

Sleep took over my body quickly, filling my dreams with wonders of what my second/first date will be like.