✾ 100 Hours ✾ [Complete]

Chapter 3: 10.5 Hours

Edward was not happy. He was sulking in the back of Jasper's car, while his brother rode shotgun on their way to Port Angeles. This wasn't the cause for the sulking. No, Jacob Black was responsible for Edward's dark mood. Edward clenched his fists as he thought of Jacob with his hands on Bella, like he knew her...intimately. He'd been stewing since he saw the two of them embracing, thick as thieves. Bella had wrapped her body around Jacob's, and he touched her in places Edward had only dreamed of. Nothing obscene of course, they were in public after all. However, his large, tanned hands settled on the small of her back like they were crafted for the sole purpose of holding her. This infuriated Edward. In his mind, his were the only hands that were made to hold Bella. This possessiveness was ridiculous. He had no claim on Bella. He hardly even knew her.

They were on their way to meet Jasper's newest flavor, Alice. Sure, Jasper said this was different, but honestly, Edward had heard that before. However, he had promised that she would bring a friend for both Edward and Emmett, so Edward wasn't complaining. He really wanted to get over this obsession with Bella, and was hoping tonight he'd be able to.

We'll see how well that works out. I'll be lucky if this girl is even mediocre looking.

Emmett, however, was pumped. He was like a kid in a candy store. In his mind, being a college freshman made him big shit to the high school crowd. Emmett had told Edward that he was practically "guaranteed play" because of his college status.

Jasper just hoped that they were both on their best behavior. Of course, he knew the likelihood of that was practically nonexistent, but he could wish. The Cullen boys were easy to take on when it was just one of them, but together it was organized chaos. He was sure Alice could handle them, but he wasn't so sure about her friends.

Unless, of course, she asked Bella to come out again tonight. Jasper was almost looking forward to seeing the two of them together. He was surprised at Edward's crush and secretly relished any torment he could inflict on his friend.

Edward began to fidget in his seat. Clicking the barbell in his tongue against his teeth was no longer comforting him

"Dude, what is your problem? You're all over the place tonight!" Emmett exclaimed.

"Sorry, bad day." Edward managed to sit still for a few minutes. This appeased his brother, but not enough to let it drop completely.

"What happened? Did a candy stripper turn you down?"

"You're such a dick, Emmett. It's candy striper."

"Not in my fantasy, little brother. Seriously though, how you holding up?"

He picks now to have a heart to heart? When all I really want to do is forget today and try and have some fun?

"I'm doing fine, Em. New subject."

It was a rule between the friends; when they were verging on touchy-feely crap, they called "new subject," thus averting any embarrassing emotions. Thankfully, Jasper spoke up.

"Bella Swan." Jasper was a dead man.

"What? Who is Bella Swan, Jas? I thought her name was Alice?" Emmett was now intrigued.

"New subject," Edward said.

However, there was also a rule that you couldn't call new subject more than once in fifteen minutes. Edward, having made the rule himself, was very aware of this.

"Bella Swan," Jasper said, obviously not giving up, "Is your brother's candy stripper of choice."

"She's. Not. A. Candy. Stripper. Or striper for that matter. Can we talk about something else? Please?" Edward practically begged.