La Cantante on AO3
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Fucking
Bella. I drove across the fucking country for her. With the help of Quil and
Embry, I had obtained a car, money, a new identity, and was on my way to get my girl. Sam turned into a pussy and
kicked me out. I think Emily had told the cops because they raided my hideout
soon after I had left on my cross-country trek to get to Bella. I turned to my real friends for help. They came through
for me. They found me a car, a piece of crap, but it ran. They talked to a
friend of theirs and got me a new ID. My name now was Jared Hoffman and I was
twenty-one. I had chopped my hair off so I couldn’t be easily recognized. They
also came through with a lot of money. When I left, I had about five grand in
my pocket in cash.
Bella will be mine!
I made good time when I reached Emerson. I had been on the road for about five days. I checked into a fleabag motel and got some decent sleep on that lumpy mattress. The first good sleep I had in nearly five days. I also showered and got the grime of traveling off my body. After taking care of the basics like showering, eating and sleeping, I headed to Emerson University. I pulled on a cap and blended in with the rest of the students. I knew that Bella was a music geek so she would be at the music building a lot. Seth, before his expulsion from his university, gave me some information about Brandon Hall and some decent hide outs around there. I hung out there and I saw her leave the building early in the afternoon, with the tool. Such a freaking douchebag.
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