Instinct

Tests

Chapter 25

I hadn't talked to Seth in days. After our fallout, I didn't want to talk to him. And we still didn't finish our project which was due tomorrow. I sighed as I got dressed the next morning. We still had to finish the last chapter, and with him not talking to me, we were gonna fail. I didn't care. I missed him.

I saw him as I walked into school the next morning. He turned around as soon as he saw me. I was dying to kids his soft lips, or tousle his short brown hair or to feel his tan skin. She wanted to scream, but most of all she wanted to run to him and say that she was so so sorry, but she couldn't. She saw Missy making googly eyes at him and I wanted to snack her all over again. It was like a test, to show how much I loved Seth, and I was failing. How could I stand back and watch another girl stare at my boyfriend. If that's even what he was anymore.

Missy walked over to him with a smirk on her face. She grabbed his locker door and stared into his eyes. I opened my ears again.

"Hey Seth." She said.

"Hey Missy." He said boredly.

"So me and a few kids are going out to the bowling alley tonight. Do you wanna come with?"

"I have to finish my project. I don't think I can go."

"Awww." She began rubbing his muscular arm. "Please. It'll be fun. Just get your partner to finish the project."

"I'm not exactly talking with my partner." Missy looked over at me and I looked down. She got so much satisfaction from my pain. I hated it.

"Well, if you change you mind, just call me." She slipped her phone number into Seth's back pocket, bringing her face on inches from him, and then she backed away. Seth turned back to his locker, totally unfazed. Bree walked up to him.

"What was that?" She demanded.

"What was what?" He sounded annoyed.

"What was that slut doing over here?"

"Don't pretend like you didn't hear."

"I did and we need to finish our project."

"Why don't you finish it yourself?"

"Because we're partners and partners do things together. Stop being so stubborn." He had an expressionless look on his face.

"I can't finish it anyway. I'm going to the bowling alley with a few people. Finish it yourself." He walked toward the cafeteria for lunch. And I walked out the door. I called Renesmee.

"Hello?" She answered. From behind the phone I heard her say playfully, "Jacob, stop it." She must have gone to his house again for lunch.

"Hey. You wanna go out to the bowling alley tonight?"

"For what?"

"Because Seth is hanging out with that slut Missy and I don't want her making a move on him."

"Oh. Yeah, yeah sure thing."

"Thanks." She began giggly uncontrollably all of a sudden! Them she stopped.

"Sorry B, Jake was tickling me."

"It's fine. I'll se you later."

"Alright bye."

Later that night, Bree and Renesmee entered the bowling alley. They saw Seth, Missy and her gang instantly. They clapped every time he made a strike and sat around him like he was their king or something. Missy sat next to him and he kept smiling at her and she did the same. Me and Renesmee watched from the upper balcony. Renesmee kept looking at me for my reaction, but I stayed still.

"Let's get something to eat."

"Ok." She agreed without argument. She could tell I was upset even though I didn't show it. We ordered fries and hamburgers and sodas. We continued to watch them from the balcony. Missy was sitting on Seth's lap now and he was letting her. She pulled her miniskirt higher up her legs in hopes of Seth glancing down, but he never did. He was always a gentlemen. He just kept smiling and laughing with everyone else. Seth got up to go bowl again. He grabbed a bowling bawl and brought it to his face. He swung his arm back, stepped forward and released the ball. A perfect strike. Missy got up and clapped the loudest. She ran toward Seth, flung her arms around him and kissed him right on the lips.

My heart dropped. I couldn't hear anything, but a pin drop. I grabbed my chest and the balcony railing. I would have dropped to the floor, had Nessie not have saved me. It hurt, it actually hurt. Seth was breaking my heart. And I couldn't take it. I couldn't fight it. Tears came down my face and I began sobbing uncontrollably.

Seth backed away from Missy and looked at her surprised. It wasn't until her looked up that I realized I was crying. He saw my face and I wiped away my tears with my sleeve.

"Bree." He whispered, so only I could hear. I felt like my body was slipping in half, slowly cracking at my bones. Was this what a broken heart feels like? Missy looked up at me and smirked. Seth was looking at me, saddened.

"Bree!" He yelled, running towards the balcony, "Bree!" I ran towards the door, I didn't want to see him. I ran towards the wood as fast as I could. Renesmee ran towards me, sympathetic. Seth caught up and grabbed my shoulder.

"Bree, I'm sorry. I didn't kiss her, she kissed me."

"So? Am I supposed to care?" I sniffled from my tear streaked face.

"Yes. Please", he grabbed my hand, "I love you. I love you so much. Don't leave me."

"It's too late for that. I guess it wasn't meant to be after all." Now he was crying too. He pleaded with me.

"No please. Please. I love you. I love you more than my own life. Please, don't leave me."

"You did this to me. You made me feel this way. This would never had happened if you had not appeared in my life. Leave me! Go away! I don't want you anymore."

"No Bree please."

"I came here to apologize! And I saw you kissing that girl! That slut! And you expect me to forgive you?" My heart was breaking, the binding loosing at the seams. I didn't want to lave him, but he left me no choice.

He failed the test.