The Deck - Sunday Late Morning
Jake had been up early. Freakishly early and he'd taken the time to just run around the preserve, letting his wolf instinct take over to clear his mind. Whether it'd helped was another question as he was now lounging (shirtless) in one of the chairs on the deck with his bare feet propped up on the railing. He was toying with his mobile and finally started typing up a text.
Why did you let the leech come here?
It didn't take long and Jake guessed that Bella must have fallen out of bed.
Bella: Don't call them that. Who are you talking about?
Jake: The tiny one. Alice. Why's she here?
Bella: She isn't there. What are you talking about?
Huh. He stared at the lit up screen, trying to wrap his brain around it. His mobile beeped once more and he automatically pressed to read the next text.
Bella: Can we talk? I miss you.
He wished she wouldn't and he sent her a two letter reply before flipping his mobile off, aware that he was being a jerk. That he was breaking promises, but there was no point in talking. She'd made her choices.
... Now what the hell was that freakish scent that was hanging all around the grounds?
[Sorry, Toothless. Open deck is open. He'll welcome the distraction.]
Why did you let the leech come here?
It didn't take long and Jake guessed that Bella must have fallen out of bed.
Bella: Don't call them that. Who are you talking about?
Jake: The tiny one. Alice. Why's she here?
Bella: She isn't there. What are you talking about?
Huh. He stared at the lit up screen, trying to wrap his brain around it. His mobile beeped once more and he automatically pressed to read the next text.
Bella: Can we talk? I miss you.
He wished she wouldn't and he sent her a two letter reply before flipping his mobile off, aware that he was being a jerk. That he was breaking promises, but there was no point in talking. She'd made her choices.
... Now what the hell was that freakish scent that was hanging all around the grounds?
[Sorry, Toothless. Open deck is open. He'll welcome the distraction.]