The Choices We Made Pt.4
Title: The Choices We Made Pt.4
User: mscc6422
Pairing: R/K
Rating: PG-13
POV: Third Person
Prompt: Table 7 - #2 "They'd had their fair share of fights before but Rob felt that nothing would top this one.
" - from one shot prompt challenge of fityouinmyheart
Notes: With BD only weeks away, I'm kinda lost my concentration of R/K and being hyperventilating about BD, that's why this was simply taken longer than I expected. Oh also, somehow I wrote a lot in here, some random stuff cause I was a bit random, so I'm so scared now. I usually screw things up when I write a lot...
Check Part 1 - Part 2 - Part 3
Disclaimer: I own nothing but the plot. Am not related with them, I just play with the possibility of what might happen
They'd had their fair share of fights before but Rob felt that nothing would top this one. This was a messy business. He never saw Kristen saw angry and Jella ever so protective. Jella was snarling and hissed at him as Rob stepped out from their bedroom, and the cat had been watching him ever since. He just couldn't imagine what her brothers would do to him if they ever heard the story from her mouth.
He actually had no idea what caused her to go berserk. One time they were laughing and suddenly she was just exploded. Well, Kristen's style of explode, with a lot of silence and a look that could kill. It was more painful for him, her silence. He rather she yelled at him than her silence. Her 'Leave me alone' sounded so harsh, he was leaving her without thinking. Now he was angry of himself to ever leave her. Never leave the room unless the problem is solved, his parents once said. He regretted he didn't do that. Now she had locked herself in the room, and he was trapped outside, with Jella that seemed to want to kill him.
Rob heard the sound of door being unlocked. He started to stand up. He planned to ambush her with hugs and kisses. He wouldn't care if she would kick him and bruise him, he would show her he was sorry.
The door opened a little, and her face poked on the door. "Baby?" She called in a soft voice. Her voice still sounded a bit husk, she was crying. Rob started to step towed the door as Jella sprinted pass him and ran toward Kristen. That damn cat!
"Kristen, I...."
"Hey baby. I miss you." Kristen said as she cradled Jella and kissed his head. Her fingers played with his fur and her gaze was focused on that damn cat. Jella purred while his eyes were still fixing on Rob's. Jella hissed at Rob before he turned his head toward Kristen's hand and purred once again.
Without saying anything and without even turn her gaze on him, Kristen walked passed him toward the kitchen. She still hid her gaze from him and she kept talking nonsense to Jella. Rob sighed as he started to follow her to the kitchen. Sighed, cause he knew the mess was messier than he thought before.
"Dear, please. I need to talk with you." He pleaded as he followed her. Jella now was on her shoulder, his eyes once again were staring at him. "Oh Jella, come on man. Help me out a bit in here. Man to man, I really need to talk to my girl now." Rob now changed his tactic, well that and he was hoping it would make Jella stopped staring at him. This Jella was not only hissed, he actually tried to claw him. Rob was now truly believed the cat also held some grudge toward him.
Kristen opened the fridge and stood there, stared at the half-empty fridge. She just stood there. At first, Rob thought that she was trying to decide the beverage or something, until he heard her sniffed. He knew she was crying. He made her cry. Again.
"Oh dear." His voice was weak. His hand was trembling as he reached out for her shoulder. The other shoulder, the one with no Jella on top of it. Softly his hand touched her almost bare skin. She only wore tank top this morning. "I'm sorry, love. I'm truly sorry." He took a step closer to her now. Jella was busy rubbing his head on her cheek and took no notice of Rob.
"Leave me alone." She shrugged off his hand. Her voice was hoarse, but he didn't miss the feisty tone in her voice.
"No." His voice if firm now. It shocked both of them. He never acted like this before. His hand reached out for her shoulder again, but this time he stepped closer so his body was an inch from her. He ignored the warning hissed from Jella. That cat needed to deal with him as well. "I love you, Kristen. I'm not going anywhere until you listen to my story. I'm not going anywhere even after then. I'm staying with you my dear. Whether you like it or not." His voice was softer now. He leaned forward and kissed the top of her head. Then he sighed before rested his cheek there. His other arm slipped around her waist and he held her closer.
"Okay, let's talk." Her voice was barely a whispered but it was enough for him. He straightened his body, slipped his hand off her shoulder and waist.
"Can we talk just the two of us?" He asked. "Jella is really mad at me. I'm afraid his attitude would affect your judgment." He let out a small nervous laughed. She said nothing. "I'll, I'll wait in the living room." He said and took one-step backward, before he turned on his heel and walked toward the sofa.
He was about to sit on the couch when Jella ran passed him and sat himself on the same spot Rob was intended to sit. "Damn." Rob cursed. Jella was busy licked himself to take notice of him.
"You have a problem with Jella?" Kristen asked from behind him. He jumped a little as he heard her voice. He turned around and saw Kristen tried to suppress a smile.
"I think Jella hates me now." He let out another nervous laugh and his had started to mess his hair. He sat down on the other end of the couch, away from Jella. "I don't blame him though. It seems that I keep hurting you every now and then." He sighed this time.
Only two days ago when they managed to say the love word to each other, and now he had upset her and made her angry until she locked herself in the bedroom for an hour. Today was all they had. Tomorrow they would fly back to wherever and start to shoot Eclipse. He would need to go back to his place tonight, before everyone got suspicious. It was midday already and they were still fighting. On the last day when he had planned to spend by fooling around and watch some movies while enjoyed the pie she made yesterday. That was the plan. Now, he wasn't so sure.
"I think Jella is jealous." Kristen said. She took one-step forward before she started to crawl onto his lap. She sat with her body facing him. She circled her hands around his neck and her fingers started to play with his hair. "And I think I do too."
"You do what?" Rob frowned this time. His hands now holding her waist. All he wanted was to pull her closer and kiss her, but he knew Kristen still wanted to talk. So that must waited for now. "You mean you were jealous? With who?" His mind went back to their conversation this morning. The whole thing that started the fight they did today. He started to roll back the conversation and couldn't find anything that he could think of that would make Kristen felt jealous.
The first week of their relationship, they had spent by discussing about their previous relationship. All gory details had been told and all the doubts and questions had been clarified and answered. Afterward, they never discussed anything about the past. They'd been focusing more on the present and the future, and of each other. He had no idea now why she would talk about jealousy.
"God, baby this just sound so ridiculous now as I said this.” She sighed as she lowered her gaze. "Argh, I feel so stupid." She cursed couple of times and he felt both amused and confused as he watched her.
"Hey, enough with the sweet words. You kiss your mom with those lips you know." He lifted her chin up so their gazes were met. He hated it when he didn't look at his face when they were talking. Her expression was one of the things that he liked from her. Kristen was definitely the better liar than he, but he'd been learning about her expression and noticed small things here and there, hoping soon he would able to recognize it if she tried to hide something "Now tell me more about that jealousy thing."
Rob smirked at her and she rolled her eyes out at him. It was her initial reaction whenever he acted either childish, weird or, well it was her initial reaction whenever he acted ridiculous. There was a pause before she continued. "Do you think you will ever get bored with me?" Her voice was soft, even though she no longer whispered and no longer avoiding his gaze.
"Bored? Of you? Don't be ridiculous my dear." Now it was his time to roll his eyes.
"You don't be ridiculous." She frowned a little. "I'm nothing like any other girls you know. I can't be all sugary and sweet and I am mean and tough and...."
"Doubting my love for you so often and you has four brothers that can kill me if I ever hurt you and you have personal cat-bodyguard that could scratch my face and pride just in case you wanted to hurt me." He cut her words. His tone was playful and he was amused. He had no idea what made her doubting herself so often, and it upset him whenever she did that. "My dear, it was because you're nothing like the others why I'm here. I can't even find someone like you in mother England. I have to fly across Atlantic and across America to meet you."
"Are you happy with what you find?"
"Beyond happy." He smiled and gave her a quick kiss. "Who knew all those wrestling match and football practices your brothers forced you to do back then could give so much advantage for me." He winked at her and she blushed a little. Sometimes last night, he somehow had praised for her, um, physical strength to endure so much physical activity and he also had, er, praised for her flexibility. And who knew that wrestling match could be an 'R' rated game?
"I love you." She smiled.
"And I love you too." He kissed her again just to stress out his words. "So who you were jealous with?"
"I thought we had sealed the whole thing with a kiss."
"Yeah, we had sealed your doubts with a kiss. But I, am still curious about this whole jealousy thing. I want to know more." He laughed as she punched his upper arm. "Ouch... Oh I know one more thing to ad in your I'm-not-good-enough-list, you are also abusive."
"And you are a whiner."
"And you are avoiding my question." He laughed. "Come on, spill. My ego didn't mind some praise or two."
"Yeah sure. Like you need any of that."
"Kristen," His tone was more serious now. "If you don't say it then you'll start to ponder about it, then you and your overactive imagination would preoccupy your tiny beautiful head and I would not like that. I like better when we talk."
She sighed. Rob waited in anticipation. One of the things he found out about her was the fact that she tended to hide things off from the world, just caught into her own bubble of thought. He didn't want that. He wanted to be part or that bubble. He wanted it to be their bubble and not just hers. He was afraid that soon she would find comfort in the bubble and not in him. He wanted her to trust him as he did to her. He wanted to be part of her life as he wanted to be part of hers, and all this would be able to be done if she would share her thoughts with him in the first place.
"I'm jealous with your ex-girlfriend." She sighed as she looked down and tried to hide her face. "I know I wasn't suppose to. I know that she's an old story, but I just couldn't help it. God baby, this is so ridiculous. I feel so ridiculous."
"You're jealous of her? But why?" He lifted up her chin and saw her red face. He stifled his laughed because he could tell she was really embarrassed with her action. Both of her reaction was ridiculous for him. He had broken up with his girlfriend all the way back in England. It was a normal broke up; they still acted like friends even though they weren’t really in touch with each other as friends would. It was a long time ago, Kristen had known about her even back in 2007 when they were filming 'Twilight'. He wasn't really understood why she would be jealous now.
"Kristen, dear, why were you jealous of her?" He asked again, when he realized that Kristen didn't say anything.
"No. You will laugh at me again."
"No." He chuckled, "You took me by surprised okay, but not now, not anymore."
"Promise?"
"Kristen, please." He pleaded. Her delayed explanations just drove him mad.
"I'mjealousbecausesheknowsrealyoubackinEngland." She muttered some gibberish that he couldn't understand.
"Say again? Baby, you're talking to fast."
"I'm jealous, because she knows the real you back in England." She let out a big sighed. "This is stupid, I know. I just that I know things about you like you did. I wish I could spend time in your bedroom, in your kitchen, going out with you to your favorite pub. Watch your sisters make fun of you. I want that, you know. I want that part of you." She circled her hand back around his neck, "I'm jealous of her cause she knows that part of you, and I didn't."
"Oh love." He laughed and kissed her nose, then her lips. "I love you, Kristen." He said as he rubbed his nose with hers. Loved, that was the best thing to describe what he felt right now. He felt so loved. Kristen was acting ridiculous, yet her reason was too cute to make him wanted to do anything but to kiss her, and laughed at her. Never he had a girlfriend who got jealous with other girl because she never met his family and the other girl had. Family meant everything for him. He loved his family so much and missed them everyday. Heck, he even called his parent almost everyday just to check on them. Knowing that Kristen went crazy just because he hadn't brought her home to meet his family was such an amazing thing for him. This meant that she wanted to be part of his family, not just wanted him. This meant a lot, remembering that most girls usually avoiding meet the family part, especially when they found out that he had two older sisters.
"You promised not to laugh." She poked his chest.
"I wasn't laughing at you, love. I'm just relieved." He hugged her close. He felt that she scooted closer to him and closed the inch gap between them. They were face to face and he could see her green eyes that mesmerized him ever since he saw her at the cinema. "I plan to take you back home on Christmas." He smiled, "We're going to stay there until January."
"Really?"
"Yup. I even had asked your parents' permission about this."
"You did? When?" Her eyes widened.
"Last night. I was thinking to make this as a surprised, but you know you're pretty much blown the whole thing up." He kissed her again. "I wanted you to be part of it all too, dear. I want my family to know you. I want you to know them. They'd been asking about you everyday and my mother just drove me nuts for wanting to speak to you."
"Really? Is that true?" She looked at him in disbelieved. He'd been hiding things from her, well only things about his family. He was afraid he would scare her. His family knew that she was the main reason for him to go to LA, the movie was also the reason, but she was the main one. They weren't so supportive of course, but they cared enough about him to keep tab on everything. His mother and his sister were the one who yelled at him and pushed him to go to her house two weeks ago. Her mother had been wanted to talk to her ever since. Christmas in England was her parents' ideas; he was just planning about New Years celebration with her.
"Yup." He smiled as he saw her face lighten up. "Is this okay for you?"
"Yup." She smiled and gave him few quick kisses. "Oh, I'm so excited. This would be Jella's first trip abroad. Well, first trip to Europe anyway."
"Um, dear, Jella wasn't, I mean he wouldn't be...." He stammered a bit.
"What?" She pushed him back a bit. "My baby isn’t going to come and meet your family?"
"Um, your "baby" would need to stay here. My dogs would go crazy if he's around. Heck, he drove me crazy sometimes."
"You are mean Mr. Pattinson!" She pushed him back and climbed off him.
"Oh Kristen..." He grabbed her waist so she couldn't go far. "Baby come on. The immigration would be difficult. And we wouldn't stay very long there."
"We have to check on the immigration procedure first." She said as she resumed seated on his lap. She seated sideways this time.
"Maybe next trip?" He grinned. It was the second part of the surprised that he wanted to keep from her, the trip after England. If Jella came with them, it would be the end of the romantic trip he had planned for them. Jella and romance was simply not a match.
"Mean." She snuggled close to him. "But okay. I guess Jella would spend Christmas at home this year."
"Meow." Jella let out something like a complained before he jumped down from the sofa and went toward the kitchen with his head lifted up.
"I swear to God, sometimes I think he could understand us." Rob pretended to shiver.
"Oh, he did. You better be careful, Love." She smiled as she caressed his face and his unshaved cheek. "I like it when you're unshaved." She kissed his cheek, "You look sexy." She smirked before she laughed.
"Oh yeah, and being sexy is funny for you." He tickled her a bit and she squirmed a little and tried to runaway from him. Yet his hands were firm around her waist. "Don't go, love. You've been away long enough and I don't like it." He pouted.
"Very cute, Rob. But you know soon I will find a way to against your pout and smile, right?" She laughed and kissed his lips.
"Well, we'll see." He laughed. Then suddenly something just passed his mind, and like always, he couldn't resist not saying it. "Are you on PMS, Kristen?"
Kristen was jumped off his lap as she heard his words. Her face red and she stepped back a little. "Robert Thomas Pattinson, you surely know that wasn't a right question to ask to your girlfriend."
"What? Why? I grow ups with two sisters, Kris, and I think I'm old enough to know about your menstruation and all that jazz...."
"On time like this, I wish Jella could speak so he could give you some tips." She said before she stormed toward her bedroom. Jella magically had walked beside her.
"That damn cat!" Rob muttered. Sometimes he felt that Jella could read minds or something. He got off from the sofa and chased after Kristen. "Oh come on, Kristen, it's a normal thing that I know, right? Or maybe just show me your calendar so I will know. Dear, Kristen, please...." He followed her to the bedroom.
Jella licked his right paw as he watched Rob and Kristen overcome their arguments. His lips formed a smile. What Jella had in mind, well, we only could guess.