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Good Girl Gone Bad
Chapter Two: Kick Ass
Bella
"Jeez, Bells, you...look...good," Jake stammered lamely, analyzing me. I stared at him in shock.
"You'd think he'd hug me or something after not seeing me for three years," I muttered, just loud enough for the werewolf to hear. Jacob laughed and scooped me into his arms, spinning me around. He set me down, frowning.
"Did they feed you? You're lighter than I remember," he noted, and I just grinned. "You kinda lighten up when kicking ass."
I'd gone to serve in the Army for three years after he left. I wanted to just take my mind off it all, having fallen into a deep depression for months.
Being told he didn't want me...back then, I'd justified it. Now, I knew I was worth it. I was fucking hot, and I knew it.
"Shot o' tequilla, love," a rough voice grumbled in my direction, shaking my thoughts of my ex from my mind.
As a result of Charlie and Renee's death by Victoria, I was, quite literally, homeless. I lived in the living room at Jake's place, crashing on the couch, unless I was busy at the bar until three AM, in which case I'd just sleep in my Jeep Wrangler Sport Unlimited, too exhausted to drive back.
I'd seen more death than I wished I did. Many of my close friends were dead or severely injured, having been in the same regiment as me. Me, I'd sustained a great deal of injuries in the Army, including a distinguishable limp as my right leg had been caught in an explosion out in Afghanistan, a scar running down my jaw, and the forever gone twenty pounds that left me with a protruding ribcage and hipbones. Yeah, I had gotten off pretty bad.
But not as bad as the ones who lost limbs, or lost loved ones. I did not pity them, because the most hated emotion in the army was pity, but my heart ached for them. I empathized with them, having lost something that used to be like a part of me. Used to be.
In my first two years, I envied those who lost their lives. I wanted so badly to just let myself be hit with a bullet, to slip away into a peaceful quiet and never return to the world of hatred and cynicism that I lived in. I had been close a few times, but each time I almost faded away, I was always coaxed back to the harsh reality, surrounded by my fellow soldiers, tethered to life with an unknown source of energy.
I slid the man his drink, already being called to another male, this one eyeing me with a dangerously lustful look. As I handed him the brandy, I winked at him, before turning and walking away, making sure to swing my hips as I moved.
My shift ended at 3:30 AM, and in the early hours of the morning, I stumbled back to my Jeep, dazed and ready to pass out. I had trouble with the door, pulling at thin air several times before yanking it open and effectively knocking myself in the forehead and collapsing to the ground.
Groaning groggily, I pulled myself up and clambered into the driver's seat, where I pulled my blanket over my exhausted body and immediately nodded off into sleep. Being the fool I was, I never noticed my cell phone ringing, Jake's number lighting up my screen.
Edward
When I first stepped into our home, a wave of memories pounced on me, my knees giving way as I staggered to the ground.
"i love you. And I promise I'll never leave you."
"...so...perfect...so...beautiful..."
"Hold on, spider monkey."
"EDWARD! STOP THE FIRE! PLEASE, OH, EDWARD, THE FIRE! EDWARD!"
"Edward," came my brother's gasp, and I felt Emmett heave my body into his arms, carrying me to the sofa and dropping me unceremoniously on the cushions.
"Stop. Stop doing this to us, to yourself. You made your choice, and now you must deal with the consequences," he said firmly, and I could hear the anger in his voice. He'd lost his baby sister, and he knew he'd never get her back.
But he'd never had to give up his soulmate. He and Rose had each other. He didn't know what it was like, to know that you were constantly putting the one you loved in danger, just by being around her. He could not possibly comprehend what that felt like. And no one ever would. So I was alone in this.
I sat up, and Carlisle appeared before me, a grim expression on his face.
"We've located Bella."
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Good Girl Gone Bad
Romansa"The good girl went bad because the boy tried to treat her like a toy. He broke the toy, and he thinks he can fix it. But it's too late. It's broken." Bella Swan, five years after being left in the woods by Edward, is the definition of badass. When...
