Vampires, Werewolves, and... Love? Oh My!

Rick didn't say anything. He simply turned around and walked out of the building. My eyes narrowed in his direction and I ground my teeth together. I walked to the nearest trash can and ripped up the note into tiny little pieces and threw them away. I hitched up my bag and trudged outside. I was in a very bitchy mood.
"Wow, someone's in a bad mood," Jasper teased.
"Oh, fuck off. And how would you know anyway? I always act like I'm pissed off."
Rosalie elbowed him in the ribs and he looked down. "I can just tell," he murmured.
"Whatever. I'll see you at home, Bells."
I didn’t wait for a response. I turned and plugged my iPod into my ears with the volume turned all the way up. “Thnks Fr Th Mmrs” by Fall Out Boy blared so loudly that anyone that passed me would be able to hear it.
"One night and one more time
Thanks for the memories
even though they weren't so great
He tastes like you only sweeter
One night, yeah, and one more time
Thanks for the memories, thanks for the memories
He, he tastes like you only sweeter"
"You sound great, you know," Rick shouted over my music. I ignored him and kept walking. "C'mon, Liz. Will you please just get on the bike?"
I raised my hand above my head with the middle finger sticking straight up and kept walking. He could beg all he wanted but I wasn’t that forgiving.
"Please don't be like that, Z. I'll let you drive." That stopped me dead in my tracks. I might not give in to begging but I wasn’t above bribery.
"Fine. But you've got some serious explaining to do."
I loved the rush from riding a motorcycle. But being a passenger was nothing compared to driving. My short hair whipped behind me from the wind. I was home in less than a minute, I drove that fast.
"Now spill," I ordered as soon as my feet hit the ground.
He smirked. "Not here. Let's go inside."
I grabbed his hand and led him to my room I shared with Bella. I know, any teenage girl having a boy in her room is trouble. The same applies for me. I tackled Rick onto the bed and straddled his waist. "Now. Explain to me why you were sending me love notes. I mean, I knew it was a joke, but still."
"It wasn't a joke, Lizzy. I meant every word I said in those letters.”
“They were so fucking cheesy. Seriously, you’re like the last person I ever would have thought that would write crap like that. Why waste time with the notes?”
“I was afraid to tell you the truth until I actually got to know you. That's why I followed you out of school on Monday. I wanted a chance to spend time with you."
"And you couldn't have done that at school because…?" I should probably be worried that he was stalking me, but like I've said, I'm pretty much a weirdo.
"I was scared. Bella's the only person at school that isn't freaked out by the Cullens. Other than you, but I don't think anything can scare you."
"So you were afraid of the Cullens. But why did you walk away from me today?"
"I wanted to see your reaction. See if you liked me enough to give me a chance after I did that. And apparently you do."
I rolled my eyes. I guess he had a valid point so I couldn’t really stay pissed at him. "Well, I like you better than Newton." He grinned knowingly at that. "What?"
"Mike was so sure that you would go out with him. Mike used to like your sister. This weekend he was saying that he was actually glad that Bella was dating Cullen. He said that with him taken, that leaves you for the rest of us. And he was sure you'd pick him."
I snorted. "Really? Puh-lease. There is no way in hell I would ever go out with Mike Newton. That guy's such a total idiot."
"Glad you think so," Rick said as he started attacking his lips with mine. He rolled us over so that he was on top without even breaking the connection. It didn't take long for me to get his shirt off. Damn! Let me tell you Rick didn't have a 6 pack- he had a fucking 8 pack. I'm a sucker for abs, too. I wrapped my legs around his hips and ran my hands across his stomach.
He kissed along my jawline until he found my weak spot. I moaned in pleasure. I could feel him smile against my skin. He gently slid my shirt up and over my head. He grabbed my arms and pinned them above my head. We went like that for a few minutes before Rick gave me one last kiss and collapsed on the bed next to me.
I gave him a confused look as he began tracing the intricate web of scars. "Um, what are you doing?"
"Nothing," he answered innocently.
"That's my point. Why are we stopping?" I pouted.
"I just don't want to right now. It doesn't feel right."
I propped myself up. "Sure it does. Trust me. It's amazing."
He turned the conversation away from us not having sex. "Did you do these yourself?" He indicated to the scars on both my arms.
"Yeah. Why?"
"Just wondering. Why did you do them?"
I shrugged. "Just for the hell of it. I was bored and cutting gave me something to do. Or I was really pissed and blood just calms me down."
"You're strange."
"Yeah, yeah. Tell me something I don't know."
We stayed like that for a few more minutes. He suddenly got up, put his shirt back on and tossed me mine. When we were both decent, he pulled me out and hopped onto his motorcycle. "Where are we going?" I asked hugging his waist. He didn't answer.
I closed my eyes and rested my head against Rick's back. Fifteen minutes passed before he slowed down. I looked around and we were in an old junkyard. Destroyed cars littered the area. "What are we doing here?"
He was about to answer when my phone went off. I flipped it open to see a new text on the screen. *Lizzy. im so sorry for wat i did. i didnt have a choice but im doing this for u. ily and ill c u soon. –j-*
"Stupid Jace," I sighed. "What the hell is this supposed to mean?"
"Who's Jace?" Rick asked reading over my shoulder.
"He’s my boyfriend from Florida. What? Did you think you were the only one?"
"As long as I'm the most important."
I shrugged. "You're the closest. So I guess you are most important for now."
"That's fine by me. Now, we are here at the car graveyard to get you a bike. See one you like?"
I squealed and hugged him quickly. It didn't take long for me to find the perfect motorcycle for me. He hooked a little trailer to the back of his bike and hauled mine onto it. We left the junkyard with a smile on my face.
The ride was pretty silent for the most part. We were only a few blocks from my house when Rick spoke. "Lizzy? Do you want to know the real reason I didn't have sex with you?"
"Uh, yeah. It's not like I'm a virgin, so you couldn't have been worried about taking that away from me. Unless you wanted to keep your innocence."
"No. I'm not a virgin either. The truth is. I had a bet with Mike to see which one of us could nail you first."
I froze. "Stop this bike," I whispered. He did as he was told and I got off. I got my bike off the trailer and started pushing it.
"What are you doing?"
"What the hell does it look like?"
"Come on, Z. Just get back on."
"Don't tell me what to do. Fuck off, Rick."
"You like me, remember?"
I stopped dead. "Wait a second. Your stupid bet's the real reason you sent those notes, isn't it? ISN'T IT?!" I screamed when he didn't answer.
He slowly nodded and I just walked away. He called after me a few times but I ignored him. It wasn’t that I actually liked Rick or anything but I refused to let him or any other idiots take advantage of me.
Bella was waiting on the porch looking frantic. She ran up and hugged me when I got home. "Where have you been? I've been worried sick!"
"I was getting a bike." She turned her attention to the motorcycle I was pushing and gasped. She opened her mouth to speak when a car pulled up in the driveway behind me. My eyes widened in horror, but I relaxed when I saw the Rabbit instead of the cruiser.
"Whoa. Who's bike?" Jake asked.
"Elizabeth's," Bella hissed, narrowing her eyes at me. I knew I was in trouble. I heard Jacob let out a low whistle as I continued pushing it towards the forest behind the house.
"Now where are you going?" I heard Bella's footsteps following but not Jacob's I glanced back to see him following, watching us with an amused expression. Dang, kid's light on his feet.
"I'm hiding it in the woods so Dad doesn't see. I'm gonna fix it up for myself."
"Need any help?" Jacob offered.
"Not really. I-" I heard twigs snap and leaves rustle. My head snapped up in the direction and my heart started pounding frantically. I looked deeper into the sea of green and could make out a faint shape. It was fast as a cheetah but much bigger. Jacob's head snapped in that direction too.
"Lizzy, I insist."
I shook my head to clear it and turned back to him. "Fine. Be here at seven tomorrow."