The dom next door

The dom next door

Chapter 6: Bella – Close to me

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I wish I'd stayed

asleep today

The Cure – Close to me

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I woke when the pale light caught my face. Forks was far too rainy, grey and green for me to claim that the morning sun had hit my eyes but the weak light was enough to wake up a resident of Forks.

I started getting up but found out that I couldn't. There were a manly arm and a leg over my body, keeping me in place. I got scared for a second until I realized it was only Jake. I guess we both had fallen asleep on the couch during our second movie, 'Raiders of the Lost Ark'. It was the first night Jake had ever slept over and if I had anything to say about it, it would also be his last.

Still, now that he was here I should make him some breakfast. A part of me liked not waking up alone, it was the person beside me that was wrong.

I wondered if I had talked in my sleep. I had been told that I did that sometimes. And I had dreamt of Edward last night - that was private. In my dream we had danced in the candle lit living room of the Cullen house until the dancing got faster and faster and I stumbled into my own two feet, landing on my very own ass. I had begged him not to leave me before giving me a chance to do better. The dream had changed before he had given me his answer. Now the dream made me blush in humiliation.

I carefully picked up his arm and managed to move it off of me. His leg was a lot heavier and therefore much harder to move, but after awhile of pushing it away from me and wiggling myself I was able to get away from him and getting off the couch.

I yawned and went straight in to the kitchen. I opened the fridge and took out some eggs, butter, bacon and milk. I felt like going all out – I hadn't made breakfast to anyone since Charlie.

I had already made the pancake batter and brewed the coffee when Jake started making sounds like he was waking up. Soon I heard him going to the bathroom. I was frying the bacon and eggs and the pancakes on two separate pans when he finally lumbered into the kitchen. He looked like he had had a restless night of sleep.

"Good morning. We fell asleep. I'm making breakfast for you before you go. It's almost ready."

"Morning." he muttered and sat down. Not a morning person, I thought to myself

"You sleep okay?" I asked, trying to make conversation. He barely grunted in answer. I decided to leave him be, and grimaced with my back to him. What was his deal? He had fallen asleep just like me, and now I was nice enough to make him breakfast instead of kicking him out.

I piled the food on two plates and placed the other one in front of him. He wolfed down his portion in record time and thanked me for breakfast and then practically ran away. I stared after him in awe. He was my best friend, even if there was a slight barrier of gender between us. Why was he acting like this?

I finished my breakfast slowly as it was much heavier than I was used to. Then I washed the dishes that had accumulated last night and this morning.

As I climbed upstairs I felt like having a little nap in my bed. I glanced at the clock. It was only 8.30am. I put the alarm on at 11am just in case and took off the bedspread before burying myself under the covers. I fell asleep almost instantly.

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When I woke up again it was to the insistent beeping of my alarm clock. I felt groggy and disoriented, but I knew that I better wake up if I didn't want to spoil my sleep. That would make my next day at work a lot harder.

I got up and showered quickly. Then I put on some comfortable Sunday clothes and went downstairs to grab some light lunch and to watch some TV.

I had just gotten myself a good position on the couch when I saw the DVD boxes on the table. Stupid Jake! He had left so fast that he hadn't even taken them with him. It was not that I minded returning them myself. What annoyed me was that he had forgotten them in his weird haste. He had never forgotten the DVDs when he left before. The DVD rental was on his way home, so even when I did the choosing and renting (which I very rarely got to do) he always returned them. It didn't matter if the place was closed when he drove by; they had a special hatch just for that. In conclusion, whatever it was that had gotten up his ass, it was serious.

I didn't feel like eating anymore, but I forced the salad and bread down anyway.

I wish I'd stayed asleep today.

Or better yet, I wish Jake and I hadn't fallen asleep last night, together.

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