Hey readers, just gonna change a few things, well only one thing- im just gonna change it to third person and that's it.

Well, here is the next part of A Bunch Of Bitter Lies. :)

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He stared at her, lust filling his eyes, The sun was just setting, the strips of orange made his frown. He hated orange. The dry, autumn leaves flew as a the soft cool breeze pasted by. He looked through the binoculars again, she was finished getting changed, but he could see her looking at herself in the mirror. He wanted to touch her stomach, trace his fingers against her soft skin. He wanted to touch her, kiss her, he wanted to make love to her, he wanted to hear her scream. He wanted her. He saw William coming. He had to go.

William stood up, turning off his lamp near his table. He slowly walked to the room, looking down at the text that David sent. Juliet traced her fingers against her flat stomach. She missed the bump. She missed the kicking of her twins. She was going to become a mother. William watched her from the door way, he knew what she was thinking and he felt as though he should leave her to it. He saw the tears that slipped down her cheeks.

"Juliet?" he asked concerned. She pushed her t-shirt down and wiped the tears off her face.

"Urm, yes?" She looked up at him. She could see the emotion in his eyes, but she couldn't place it.

"Come here." William opened up his arms and Juliet gladly ran to them. "It's okay, Juliet. It's okay." He held her as she sobbed in his chest. He mumbled soft, soothing words in her ears as she continued to sob. Other than that, Juliet's sobs filled the empty house.

He still watched her. He watched her as she ran into his arms. He hated him. He climbed down the bare tree and made his way back to his car. Just as he got into the car, his phone rang.

"What do you want Becca?"

"Forget it," she snapped as she hung up the phone. He hated how she got so confident. She was always answering back now, always hanging up. He needed to control her again. He needed to control something.

Becca stared at the window, waiting for her husband's car to pull up. She was craving pickles. But when she called him up he was angry. He was always angry. She sighed as she pulled back the covers, The guest room was cold. The heater was off. But she didn't care. She went to a scan, she was told she was going to have twins. She smiled as she rubbed over her bump.

He raced down the road, going well over the speed limit. He heard the sirens behind him and pulled over to the side. He didn't even glance at them as they questioned him. Just gave him a ticket and warned him. Once he got home, he went straight to bed, not even noticing that Becca wasn't beside him. But he couldn't go to sleep. He heard heavy footsteps going downstairs and he got up. He looked over to his left and finally noticed that his wife wasn't beside him.

He sighed as he got up and walked downstairs. Becca rummaged through the cupboards, looking for something to munch on. If only he bought the pickles, she thought.

"What on earth are you doing down here?" He cursed to himself as he heard himself. He didn't mean for it to come out rude. But she didn't flinch, she didn't jump at his presence. She was tired of him. Tired of his attitude, his random out bursts. If it wasn't for the negative test results she would have thought he was bi-polar. 

"Why else do people come into the kitchen?" she replied back, still rummaging through the cupboards. 

"Look at me when I'm talking to you dammit! All I asked was what you were doing here." 

"And all I called you for was some food that I was craving. And that's all." She turned around, facing him with anger burning in her eyes. 

"Look, I'm sorry about that okay. But you don't have to be such a bitch about it."

"So I'm a bitch to you is that it?" she asked as tears burned her eyes. 

"God, I didn't even say that! I hate that your pregnant. I'm not ready to have another baby, I didn't even want the first one! You guys are the reason why I'm so stressed, I have to worry about putting bloody food on the plate for you both and that damn new baby as well." Once he finished he looked up at Becca. The familiar feeling of regret settled in his heart. 

"If you told me that before I would have been long gone. I wouldn't even have blamed you for not wanting me. I would have taken Carl and took care of him myself if I had to." She took a deep breath in and as he took a step foward she took one back. She looked at him with pure hatred. "And you're not having a baby. They are my children now. I am having twins, and I don't need you. Me and Carl will have our own life, I'll find a guy that actually loves me." 

"I do love you Bec-" She slapped him. Her thin finger marks remained on his face, leaving a red mark. 

"Don't. Don't you ever lie to me ever again."

"I'm not lying to you. I lov-" Another slap.

"I said don't," she growled at him. "Go fucking burn in hell Aaron. It's where you came from anyways." She stormed up the stairs and he could hear her packing. 

He smirked as he traced his hand against his hot, burning skin. She didn't even know him. She didn't know him name, how he actually looked like nor did she know what he was capable of. He laughed out loud as he thought of his new plan. Now that Becca was out of his way, he could now get to Juliet faster. He only wanted children with Juliet. He was going to get his way, one way or another. He was Jacob Stew.

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oooh, so Jacob is stalking her...from a tree...

Thanks for reading guys...Let me know what you guys think, suggest what you want to happen in the story. Sorry if it's short, didn't have time to write a long one, and i wanted to post today because I know I won't have much time this week. 

Thanks again

Till next time :)