Bella MacLeod's Twilight Fanfiction

A Good Thing

By Momma2Fan

Chapter 04:

BPOV

I was startled awake by the ringing of my phone. It had a been a particularly late night the night before. Following our gig, we had gone out to celebrate and stayed out until five this morning. I groaned as I rolled over and looked at the clock, it was only nine. I slowly picked up the phone. I didn’t recognize the number and thought for a second about letting it go to voicemail, but finally answered it.

“Hello,” I said groggily.

“Bella? Is that you?”

I shot up in bed, not believing I was hearing that voice. “Who is this?” I asked, even though I already knew.

“It’s me, Bells, Jake. I miss you. How are you?” Jake, Jacob Black, my ex. The bastard who had cheated on me with my friend. I couldn’t believe he had the gall to call me.

“What the fuck do you want? How dare you call me you son-of-a-bitch?” I shouted into the phone. I knew I would probably wake up the whole house, but I didn’t care.

“Jeez, Bella. Don’t tell me you’re still mad? I told you nothing happened with Jessica. I can’t believe you’re still hung up on that shit.” Jacob passed off the same old excuse.

“Hung up on it! I fucking saw you, with your dick in her! I can’t believe after all this time you are still denying it happened! In OUR bed!” I was out of bed and pacing the room when my doors burst open and in walked Edward and Emmett. I flipped the phone over to speaker because I knew that they would want to hear this conversation. They had been waiting for the chance to tell him what they thought of him for over a year.

“Bella, I told you nothing happened. I was drunk and we were sleeping it off, we just happened to fall asleep in the same bed.” Jacob rationalized. “Look, I am calling because I wanted to see if you wanted to get together and see a movie or something?”

“Are you fucking kidding me?”

Emmett takes the phone from my hand, “Listen up, Jacob Black, leave my sister alone and don’t call her anymore. If you do, I will make it my mission to personally cut off your dick and feed it to you for breakfast!”

Jacob’s laughter could be heard around the room. “Do you think I’m afraid of you, Swan? You’re just a big teddy-bear. I know better.”

Edward took the phone, “Hey, Black! Don’t call her again. You don’t know anything about me fucker and I’m no teddy-bear. Stay very far away from my girlfriend!” He looked at me when he said that and shrugged his shoulders.

Emmett had to cover his mouth he was laughing so hard. Laughing about what I wasn’t sure. We heard the audible click and realized that Jacob had hung up.

“I can’t believe he called me.” I said as I sat on the edge of my bed. Immediately Emmett’s laughter stopped and he sat beside me. I felt my brother put his arm around me and I leaned into his comforting embrace.

Three years ago…

I couldn’t wait to get home and see Jacob. Today was our one year anniversary. I was planning on making him his favorite meal, and then making love all night long. I couldn’t believe that one year ago I had met the most wonderful man in the world.

Jacob had been my T.A. in my creative writing class. One day after class he talked to me about the paper I turned in. We ended up getting coffee and talking for hours. It had amazed me how much we had in common. We had our first date the following Friday and a month later we were practically living together. I still had my dorm, but I was essentially only there to see Alice and get clean clothes.

After my last class of the day I went to Jake’s and, using the key he had given me, let myself in. I heard a noise coming from the bedroom and was surprised he was there because he had a class that didn’t let out until six. I put my bag down and started toward the bedroom. As I neared the door, I heard moaning and grunting and immediately thought Jake was sick. I trusted him so it never crossed my mind he was cheating on me.

I pushed the door open and gasped when I saw my boyfriend pounding into Jessica Stanley, a person whom I thought was my friend. They didn’t notice me standing there until I screamed at them. “What the FUCK!?”

Jacob stopped mid-thrust and turned to me, “Hey, Bells. Go in the living room, and I’ll be out in a minute.” He returned to his thrusting and the moaning began again.

I couldn’t believe what he just said. I turned and raced into the living room, grabbed my stuff and ran to my brother’s house. I stayed there for three days, while Emmett and Jasper went to Jake’s and got my stuff. I don’t know if they beat him up or not and I didn’t care, I was done with Jacob Black.

“You okay, Bells?” Emmett asked, breaking from my memory.

“I’m fine, Emmett. Thanks, Edward for saying that, I only hope he took it as a hint and leaves me alone.” I sighed.

“No problem, Bella. If you’re sure you’re alright I am going to go back to bed.” Edward turned toward his room when I nodded and shut the door.

“Me too, Belly-boo.” Emmett kissed my forehead and left. I laid back down on my bed and closed my eyes, praying for sleep. Rat bastard.

EPOV

I was sitting in front of the keyboard tapping out the notes to a new song I was working on recalling the events of this morning. I can’t believe that bastard called her. Every time I thought about it, I would get pissed all over again and have to restart my thought process. I hadn’t been there, but I remember Emmett telling me how messed up she had been. Apparently she had thought Jacob was the one.

I was still going over the piano music when I realized I wasn’t alone. I looked up and came face to face with Bella. “Hey, you okay?” 

“I’m fine. Don’t sweat it.” She came closer and handed me a cup of coffee.

“Thanks.” I said gratefully. “What’s up?”

Bella looked at me sheepishly, “I need your help with something, if you’re not busy.”

I grinned, “I’m not busy. What do you need?”

“Okay, don’t laugh.” She warned.

“I won’t. I promise.”

She walked over and sat beside me on the bench, “Back when Jacob and I broke up, I had been writing a lot of poetry. After his phone call this morning, I found one. I think it would be really awesome if we turned it into a song. What do you think?”

I looked at her for a minute, not really believing her. She wanted us to write a song…together. “Do you have it on you?” She nodded and pulled some papers from behind her back. “Lets see what we have.” As I read the words to the poem, I could almost hear the music. I turned and got out some new blank sheet music and started playing. “We could start it like this and then Emmett and Jazz could join in. I can almost hear violins, but that wouldn’t be possible for the venues we play in.”

For the next three hours Bella and I were secluded in the garage as we wrote out the music to the words she had written. She was right, it was a great piece. When we were finally satisfied with the finished product we took a break and went to get the guys. We found everyone inside sitting at the dining room table playing cards.

“Hey, guys, can you come outside? We have something new we want to try.” I said.

“We? You and Bella wrote a song together?” Rosalie sounded surprised.

“Yep, come on.” They dropped their cards and got up to follow us out to the garage. I handed out the copies we had made of the music and took our places. Rosalie would be on backup vocals instead of the piano so she sat by Bella on the stools. I started in with the piano and waited as Bella picked up her mic.

All this time I was wasting

Hoping you would come around

I’ve been giving out chances every time

And all you do is let me down

And it’s taking me this long

Baby but I figured you out

And you’re thinking we’ll be fine again

But not this time around

You don’t have to call anymore

I won’t pick up the phone

This is the last straw

Don’t wanna hurt anymore

And you can say that you’re sorry

But I don’t believe you baby

Like I did before

You’re not sorry, no, no, no, no

Looking so innocent

I might believe you if I didn’t know

Could’ve loved you all my life

If you hadn’t left me waiting in the cold

And you got your share of secrets

And I’m tired of being last to know

And now you’re asking me to listen

Cause it’s worked each time before

But you don’t have to call anymore

I won’t pick up the phone

This is the last straw

Don’t wanna hurt anymore

And you can tell me that you’re sorry

But I don’t believe you baby

Like I did before

You’re not sorry, no, no, oh

You’re not sorry, no, no, oh

You had me falling for you honey

And it never would’ve gone away, no

You used to shine so bright

But I watched all of it fade

So you don’t have to call anymore

I won’t pick up the phone

This is the last straw

There’s nothing left to beg for

And you can tell me that you’re sorry

But I don’t believe you baby

Like I did before

You’re not sorry, no, no, oh

You’re not sorry, no, no, oh

No, oh, no, oh, no oh

Whoa, no, no

After the last notes faded away Bella breathed a sigh of relief and looked over at me mouthing ‘Thank you.’ I smiled and nodded my head at her.

“That was awesome. We are totally playing that at our next gig.” Emmett praised. Bella looked at Rosalie and they smiled at each other. I could only guess Rose had read that poem before.

“Not bad. You guys could totally sell that song.” Alice said.

We all laughed and continued to talk as we walked back into the house. Bella and I hung back behind the rest. “That was really good, we should collaborate more often.”

“That would be fun. I have a lot of poems we could use and I always have ideas for more. Thanks, Edward. I feel so much better now.” Bella reached up and kissed my cheek softly, before heading inside. Once her lips touched my cheek, I felt a spark I had never felt before, but if she felt it too, she gave no indication.

“You are in trouble, Cullen.” I mumbled to myself as I followed her inside.