In Love with Impossible

Chapter 12 - Doubting

Edward
   I didn't know why I found myself back here all of a sudden. All I knew was that I had to come. Jen, in her bathrobe, kept popping up in my mind and I couldn't seem to get her out of it. The whole day I kept thinking of her. She hid it, but the hurt that flashed through her dark eyes killed me. I took it out on her because I couldn't believe that Penny said that about her! Even though Pen was my girlfriend now, I found myself unwilling to believe her over Jen....I mean I should believe my girlfriend over Jen! And the worst part was that I was so confused..I couldn't not believe either of them.

     All I knew was that I needed to talk to Jen, and it couldn't wait. I sighed as I waited outside her door, what was taking her so long? She's probably asleep huh? My mind flicked back to Cameron. Why had he being talking to Jen? Ugh!! Who cares?! I heard somebody coming towards the door and tensed up automatically... what if she slammed the door in my face? Never mind, I'll worry about that later.

    The door started to open slowly, "He-" I started to say. Then my mind took her in, the bottle in her hand, the blurry look in her eyes, her small pajamas that was sliding off of her shoulder and her disgruntled dark hair. Oh my god she was drunk. Jen was the most sane person I knew but.....right now she was completely far gone. What on earth had happened to cause this? Her entire being seemed broken. The tear stains on her cheeks proved that. Her reddened lips curved into a giddy smile. "Oh my god Jen! What the hell?!" I exclaimed. She seemed to finally realise who I was "why hello Edward!" She said half angrily.

"Why are you heeeeeere???!!!  No one was supposed to see me like this!!!! What you stupid universe?! You couldn't do that much for me?!" She half wailed, half yelled.

She lost her balance and the bottle hit the floor and she came tumbling down. Instinctively I stretched my arm out to catch her. She hit my body and I quickly put my hand around her to steady her, unintentionally pulling her close...god she was so delicate! It was contrary to the tough image she always projected....she seemed so fragile...like on the edge of breaking. So .....feminine and beautiful. Damnit! What on earth happened?! I held onto her protectively. I didn't know why but I didn't want to let her go.

"Jen....let's go inside okay?" I said, coaxing her gently.

She looked up at me suspiciously, her eyes staring right through me she seemed like she was going to refuse but nodded at last.

Steadying her, I gently took her inside, picking up the discarded bottle on the way.

      

       I scanned the kitchen, how many bottles had she emptied by now? I lowered her unto the kitchen table. Her arm immediately stretched towards a bottle. I place my hand in front of the bottle quickly.

"I think you have had enough of that now, " I said. She glared at me.

"I'll scream, " she warned. Seriously? She might...in her state...then I'd probably be arrested for taking advantage of a drunken girl. Reluctantly I removed my hand and she triumphantly grabbed the bottle. She raised it to her lips and my heart froze, tears had started pouring down her cheeks just as fast as the liquid in the bottle was flowing through her lips.