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Neighbours	By : That-Girl-Han Category: Twilight Series > AU/AR > Het > Het Views: 2455 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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A few days passed and the pain still hasn’t subsided or eased. Part of me knew that it was going to take quite a fair amount of time and the other...well, the other wanted everything to go away so I could finally breathe. Although every time I saw the blood, the air caught in my throat and my eyes burned.
My boss, Mike, was completely more than willingly to give time off work. He said that I could take whatever time I needed and that my job will still be there waiting for me. I couldn't thank him enough. At least that was one thing I didn't have to worry about.
Jacob, however, didn't know what to do with himself with the time given to him by his boss. He constantly watched the clock as he stalked up down the front room mumbling ‘Is it me or is this day dragging on?’. And when he wasn’t marching along the house, he was fixing things. Things that didn’t need fixing; the toaster won’t work properly. The DAB radio is stuck on Planet Rock FM which is fine expect none of us like heavy metal music. I can’t even describe what he’s done to the coffee table – it’s wonky. I don’t dare put any drinks on it for fear that they’ll slide right off and mess up the carpet.
My parents and Billy and Sue had been wonderful. At first they insisted that they cook us something since we weren’t up to it. They delivered food for us at six PM on the dot; each day they alternated. My mum the first night, then Sue then mum and so on.
Jen and Dex came round a lot too; and that was good. Jennifer didn’t complain when I cried on her shoulder and got snot on her sleeve or when I left a nasty wet patch on her cardigan; she just hugged me while I sobbed like a baby. It dawned on me that while Jake and I were going through this horrible thing, it wasn’t quite the same. Jennifer knew how it felt and in a sick twist – I was thankful for that. I could look at her and know that it would get better, eventually. But until then….
“Don’t you think it’s a little early?” Jacob asked me, his voice filled with dissatisfaction as he watched me pull my wine glass from the cupboard.
“What? No.” I shook my head and set it down on the counter reaching for the half empty wine bottle.
Jacob scoffed as he turned the page of the newspaper. “It’s not even half eleven but whatever…that seems to be your thing lately.”
I tutted at him as I poured my drink, set the wine bottle back on the counter and turned around to face him with my glass in my hand. “What does that mean?”
He blew out a breath and picked up his mug from the table and took a sip. “I didn’t mean anything.” He finally said.
“No, you never do.” I quipped suddenly, feeling very annoyed by his blatant dig at me. OK, so yes I have been drinking a little more but so what? Whatever it takes to get me through the day.
He looked up at me slowly before shaking his head and dropping it back down to read the newspaper.
This is what our relationship had become. We were both distant with each other. Our conversations were awkward and short. I didn’t let him see me cry anymore and he didn’t show any sadness either. We no longer showed affection for each other, we stayed on our separate sides of the bed at night, no cuddling. We didn’t touch or kiss each other unless it was a simple peck. I thought it would sadden me but for some reason…I didn’t feel anything. Maybe it was the excessive alcohol intake or tiredness but something wasn’t right. And I felt guilty because that didn’t worry me.
I sipped my wine as I looked out of the kitchen window. It was raining, the trees were blowing wildly. Huh, another shit day then.
Jacob’s mobile began to ring and vibrate on the kitchen table. His hand slid across and snapped it up to his ear. “Hello?” He said, his voice was hard and unfriendly.
My eyes gazed over to him. His eyes never left the newspaper.
“Uhuh, yeah.” He muttered.
I took another sip and decided that I’d rather watch TV then watch Jacob grumpily read the newspaper. As I began to walk out of the kitchen, Jacob suddenly exclaimed, I spun around and looked at him.
“What the fuck?” He growled. “Why has he said no? All I asked for was a couple of days! It doesn’t even have to be on-call!....For fuck sake…..This is ridiculous. I know I know, but you’d think he’d want someone to catch up with the paper work since no other fucker wants to do it.”
I narrowed my eyes at him. He was obviously talking to someone from work and by the sounds of it, he’d rather be at work then stay home with me…figures. I let out a little huff and spun around and walked to the front room. I set my glass on a side table (not even chancing it on the coffee table) and switched on the TV. I found something worth watching and kicked up my feet on the sofa and curled up.
Before long, Jacob stalked in the front room with hesitation. Although, he didn’t say anything at first, he kept looking at me and opening his mouth to say something but then swiftly closing it. After he shut his mouth for the fourth time, I looked up at him.
“What is it?” I asked, all pleasantries absent from my tone.
He licked his lips and sat down next to me, picking up my legs and letting them drop on his lap. “I was just on the phone with Ralph.”
“OK?” I nodded with my eyes slightly narrowed.
“And…” He paused. “Well, he asked me for a favor and I said yes.”
“What favor?” I asked. “He didn’t ask you for a kidney or anything, did he?”
Jacob smiled a little. “No, he didn’t ask for a kidney.”
“OK,” I gave a casual nod. “Is this about work? I heard what you said. That you want to go in.”
Jacob’s smile vanished as he pursed his lips. “Yeah. I, er, wanted to go in for a couple of hours. You know, get out the house.” He pushed back his hair as he blew out a breath. “But my supervisor doesn’t want me to come in.” He shrugged awkwardly. “He’s being a complete arsehole but…anyway, Ralph asked me if we could take something.”
I pushed myself up, but kept my legs on Jake’s lap. “Take something? What?”
“A puppy.”
I blinked a couple of times. “What?!”
Jacob cleared his throat and looked away. “Yeah…Ralph’s brother’s dogs had a bunch a puppies and he’s trying to get rid of them. So I said we’ve have one.”
“Oh…right.” I said slowly. “Is that wise? I mean…at the moments, things are a little…” I trailed off, not entirely sure I wanted to finish my sentence.
“I know…but I thought since I had this time off I could, you know, make sure it settles in.” He explained as though he had thought about it carefully.
“Right.” I said. “What about toilet training it? Because I do not want it shitting and pissing everywhere.”
Jacob nodded. “Yep, I’ll do that as well.” He titled his head as his expression softened. “I was gonna head over and pick a puppy. Apparently, he’s got girls and boys ready to go. Their ten weeks old they’ve all had their first vaccination.”
I thought about it. I mean, I’ve always wanted a dog. But I’m not entirely sure now is the right time. But then again, when is a right time? I suppose it’s one of those things, isn’t it? Plus I’m sure it’ll help to keep me from thinking about things too much…
When I didn’t reply, he spoke again. “Look, if you don’t want one then that’s fine. I’ll call Ralph back.”
“No!” I cried as he made a move to get off the sofa. “No, I changed my mind. I’d quite like a puppy. What breed is it?”
“Beagle.”
My hands clasped together as I let out something like a squeal. “They’re so cute!”
“I know.” Jacob chuckled. “We could go pick some stuff up for it now if you like? Then on the way back we can go pick it up.”
“Absolutely.” I lunched myself off the sofa. “Let’s go.”

Buddy. That’s our puppy’s name. I wanted the girl puppy; Shelly was her nickname, because she was the only one who actually came up to me. But Jacob fell in love with Buddy as soon as he saw him. Buddy came running up to him and scratched at his ankles, obviously wanting attention. When I tried to call him over, he just sort of tilted his head and gave me a pitiful look before he turned back to Jake. But that’s fine. He’ll learn to love me. Just like leggings learned to look good on me.
As we drove home, Buddy fell asleep in my lap. I couldn’t help but stroke his little ears. He was so tiny and cute! I just wanted to grab his cheeks and make stupid noises. Jacob kept looking over and smiling to himself. I had to remind him to keep his eyes on the road; I didn’t feel like dying today.
Before long we were home and I was letting Buddy go. He hesitated for a moment before taking a few steps forward in the hallway. Then Jacob burst in behind me with the bag of things we bought, the noise from the plastic bag rustling made Buddy jump before running away in the front room.
“I think he’s gonna like it here,” Jacob said pushing past me and heading in the front room after Buddy.
I grumbled something in response and followed in after. Jacob sat himself on the floor beside the puppy while he pulled various toys from the plastic bag.
“Ooh, what’s this?” He cooed at Buddy who had perked up his ears, “What have I got for you…”
I laughed at his expression and silly voice. I stopped at the door way, not wanting to interrupt him playing with Buddy – it had seemed like forever since the last time I saw him smile like that. I had to admit- it hurt me a little that it was with a dog.
I rubbed my cheek as I walked to the kitchen. I was both physically and mentally exhausted. A part of me was anxious about everything while the other was completely laid back and didn’t give a shit. Plus I was starting to cramp in my lower stomach. Great. I paused with my hand out near the draw where we keep aspirins. Do I want a couple of those or some wine?
I went for the latter for the simple reason that not only will it make the pain go away but if I drink enough, it might even put me to sleep and that was something my body desperately needed. I snatched the bottle of wine from earlier off the counter and I trudged upstairs. I opened the bottle and took a swing before setting it on the bedside table and flopping back on the bed with a massive sigh. I didn’t mind the light streaming in from the windows, in fact, I welcomed it.
My shut my eyes and took a couple of deep breaths. No doubt my mother would show up tonight, offering today’s dinner. At first, the gesture was welcoming, but now…now it sort of pissed me off. I tried to tell Mum and Sue that while it was very kind of them, it was no longer necessary. But they, my Mum mostly, just brushed it off and ignored what I had said. Jacob also commented that I sounded ungrateful.
Even on my own, I couldn’t relax and rest. So I reached up for the bottle and began to drink away my pain.

“Buddy, no! Drop it! DROP IT!!” I growled at Buddy as he continued to happily sit in our bedroom with one of my left shoes in his mouth. “Bad boy! Drop it right now!” I bent down and leaned over to take it from his mouth but he just jumped up and moved away as I snatched my hand out. “For fuck sake!”
Jake had bounded in to the bedroom a couple of hours after I dropped off. He pulled the empty bottle from my hand before waking me up and setting Buddy on the bed. He gave one of his grouchy looks as he woke me up. ‘What’s wrong with you?’ he said in disgust as he set the bottle on the table, obviously referring to the drinking. I wiped the sleep from my eyes and just shrugged at him. I didn’t want to get in to a conversation about ‘what was wrong with me’. Jacob then put Buddy on the floor before he sat next to me on the bed. Before I knew it, I heard a low fair growing following by rustling under the bed. Surprise surprise – it was Buddy. With one of my shoes.
“Ness, it’s only a shoe.” Jacob said casually as he sat on the bed tapping away on his mobile.
“No, Jacob.” I leaned up on my knees and gave Buddy the evil eye. “It’s not ‘only a shoe’. It’s a limited edition Jimmy Choo. It cost me fifteen hundred quid.” I said, my voice forced and through clenched teeth.
Jacob snorted. “Then he’s got good taste.”
“That isn’t funny.”
“Never said it was.”
I blew out a breath and slapped my hands on my thighs, suddenly feeling the heat rise up. “Don’t be an arse. Get my shoe from Buddy.”
“What,” Jacob looked up at me with a soul expression. “I’m not being an arse.”
“You are.” I jabbed in my finger in the air at him. “You’re sitting there practically laughing while he chews up my shit! If he had any of your things, you’d get pissed off as well.”
Jacob pushed himself off the bed with an audible sigh. “He’s a puppy. He’s going to chew stuff. He’s going to be a little naughty.” He slowly bent down and whipped the shoe from Buddy. He lifted it up and examined it before chuckling to himself. “Apparently he didn’t like the design, so he’s, er, remodeled it for you.” He held out the shoe.
I jumped up and snatch it from his hand. “Little fucker!” I spat looking at the indent marks from his teeth. The fabric was completely ruined with his drool. I swore under my breath and threw it back on the floor in anger. “He might as well keep it.”
“Ness,” Jake scowled. “Don’t be childish. It’s only a shoe.”
“Whatever,” I mumbled before walking out of the bedroom and heading for down stairs. As I got in the middle of the stairs, Jake leaned over the railing and looked down at me.
“Seriously, what is your problem?”
I froze and looked up at him. “My problem?! I don’t have one.”
“Are you kidding me?” Jacob furrowed his brow. “Fuck, Ness. If it’s not the drinking then it’s with the mood swings. I don’t understand what’s going on with you.”
“No, you wouldn’t.” I quipped and carried on down the stairs and towards the kitchen. I didn’t feel like arguing with Jacob. In fact, I didn’t feel like talking to him. The things he said amazed me. I wasn’t sure if he even thought about the things he said before they passed his lips.
When I was in the kitchen, I flipped the kettle on and leaned against the counter, folding my arms and letting out a puff of air.
Jacob stormed in with Buddy in his arms. “What did that mean?” He asked after he gently placed Buddy on the floor.
“Not now.” I closed my eyes and dismissed him with a flick of my hand.
“Don’t not now me,” he said with a sudden edge in his voice. “I’m sick of this.”
Before I knew what was happening, I exploded. “You’re sick of this?! YOU! Wow. Wouldn’t have guessed. Must be the cramping, that must get on your nerves. Or, it could be when you bleed. Yeah, that’s a little grim, isn’t it? Or it when you think back and remember how it felt? The feeling of physically losing a child and not being able to do a fucking thing to help!!” I slowly took a breath. “Yeah…I could see how that would make you sick.” I watched as Jake clenched his jaw.
“Why would you use that against me?”
“Well, it’s true, isn’t it?” I said, narrowing my eyes. “You wonder why I’m always grumpy and horrible to be around when the fact of the matter is that I’m not over it. Not like you.” I dropped my eyes away from his hard stare.
“How the fuck can you stand there and say that?” He demanded. “I’m not over it. How can you even think that?”
“Maybe because you never show any inkling of emotion! You act as though nothing’s happened!” I exclaimed, my cheeks now becoming red with anger.
Jacob took a couple of steps towards me. “I act as though nothing’s happened?” He asked slowly before jabbing a finger at me. “You’re the one who completely shut me out. You’re the one who goes around sulking and silent. You’re the one who said no to having a memorial for our child. That was you, not me. So don’t fucking stand there and accuse me of showing no emotion because that, darling, is all you.” His voice was sharp and the way he said ‘darling’ seemed all wrong.
I slapped his hand from the air. “Don’t you dare say that! I didn’t want a memorial because I didn’t want the crippling pain every time I’d look at it!”
He gave me an odd expression. “It was our child! OUR child! Do you understand that? Not yours, but ours.”
“Of course I understood that!”
“Really?” He raised his eyebrows. “Because I way I see it, you didn’t think about my feelings at all when you made that decision. You didn’t even ask me what I wanted.”
“No you’re right.” I gave a firm nod. “Sorry, while I was bleeding and in pain, I didn’t go, ‘Urh, hang on. Let’s pause and talk about what Jacob wants’. I guess it must have slipped my mind.”
Jacob held my gaze for a couple of moments for letting out a bitter short laugh. “That’s you all over, though, isn’t it?”
Before Jacob could lurch in to another attack, I pushed passed him. “I’m done talking to you right now. You’re nothing but a spiteful prick!” I shouted at him over my shoulder before I pushed the door open and headed for the stairs.
“Yeah!” His voice called after me. “It’s my entire fault! As fucking usual!”
I ran upstairs and slammed the bathroom door behind me. I leaned against the door and slid down to the floor. I shut my eyes and took a couple of breaths to try and relax myself. But I couldn’t. My hands were shaking with anger. I wanted to scream. If this was any indication to what our relationship would permanently become then…then…I couldn’t think about that option.
Before I knew it, I began to shake and tremble with harsh sobs.
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