𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐥 {𝐀 𝐓𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐅𝐚𝐧𝐟𝐢𝐜} - 𝐑𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐄𝐱𝐩𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐝 [1] ✔️

21. DRESS SHOPPING

ALANA'S FORECAST REGARDING THE WEATHER PROVED to be absolutely accurate. The following day, the sky unleashed its torrential downpour upon us. However, to my surprise, I discovered a peculiar comfort in the raindrops that gracefully descended upon my skin. It felt as though the rain was cleansing away all of my anxieties and apprehensions, revitalizing my spirit and leaving me with a sense of rejuvenation.

As we made our way to the bustling London City Centre in a sleek Mercedes, Helena and Alana sat in the front while Rhona and I occupied the back seats. A feeling of discomfort started to wash over me. I wasn't used to being part of such a big group of friends. Despite Bella being my best friend, Angela and Jessica were more like casual acquaintances. And then there was Jessica's jealousy towards Bella and Edward's tight bond, which added an extra layer of tension to the already uneasy atmosphere.

Amidst the turmoil and unpredictability surrounding me, my thoughts couldn't help but drift back to my final evening as a mortal alongside Bella. A wave of memories washed over me, recalling vivid scenes like a flashback in a movie. In that fleeting moment, I found myself whisked away to a time when life was simpler, far removed from the heaviness of eternity and its inevitable repercussions.

As we relaxed in Bella's cozy bedroom, the absence of her father, Charlie, was undeniable. He was busy patrolling the streets as the chief of police, leaving us to our own devices.

"I don't think I'm suited for the whole university scene," I admitted, observing Bella as she gazed longingly out the window. She turned towards me, her expression thoughtful.

"I understand what you mean," she whispered, settling into the chair next to her bed. I sprawled out on the mattress, sensing the weight of her uncertainty.

We sat in silence for a while, with only the gentle hum of the air conditioning breaking the quietness. Finally, I decided to break the silence. "Is something bothering you?"

Bella hesitated for a moment before speaking, her chocolate brown eyes clouded with worry. As I watched her sit down on her chair, I couldn't help but notice the conflicted expression on her face. It was as if she was battling with her own thoughts, trying to make sense of the chaos that was brewing inside her. I lay on her bed, watching her in silence, until I finally spoke up.

"Something's wrong?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper.

Bella shook her head, her eyes still fixed on the window. "No," she replied, barely audible. "Why do you ask?"

I couldn't help but chuckle at her response. "Well, for starters, Edward is always with you," I said, amusement lacing my voice. "And secondly, you keep looking at that window like you're hoping he'll show up in a Mercedes or something."

Bella let out a sigh, her eyes still fixed on the window. "I don't think he has a Mercedes," she whispered softly.

We sat in silence for a brief moment, the tension between us palpable. I could sense that Bella was struggling to open up to me, to share her innermost thoughts and feelings. But I knew that I had to be patient, to wait for her to come to me in her own time.

"That's fine," I finally said, breaking the silence. "You don't have to talk about it."

Bella glanced at me, her eyes filled with a mix of sadness and confusion. "It's nothing," she whispered, her voice barely above a whisper. "Well, it is, but... Okay, do you remember Jacob Black?"

I leaned my head back and looked at her, my mind racing with a million thoughts and emotions. "Oh, okay," I said, my voice barely above a whisper. "Edward's jealous."