Disclaimer: I own none of the Twilight characters. I only writing this in my free time for own fun.
Note: This story will contain language and mature content.
"Bella? Are you in there?" vaguely whispered a voice. I groaned failing to put the blankets up on my body.
"Bella? Are you ok? I am gonna have to open the door, ok?"
After what seemed ages, I succeeded to open one eye at a time trying to put everything into places, the annoying knock on the door did not stop, I slowly recognised the voice of Eric, my landlord. My arm tapped on the coffee table looking for liquids, my dry mouth did not manage to tell him to shut the fuck up. What was so urgent?
"Bella? I hear noises, please open the door!" My arm missed the table and miserably fell on the floor making contact with water, my eyes slowly starting looking down, and my breath accelerated when my vision became clear, my slippers along with my rug floating under me, my whole living room had a second water carpet.
My body reacted on its own, I sat up my feet made a direct contact with the water causing me to curse.
"Bella?" Eric shouted one more time.
In a couple of seconds everything starting making sense, why was my landlord being so loud at this hour. Another curse skipped my mouth when I unlocked my iPhone, to check the time, 11:39pm. I slowly remembered, that Eric was not being annoying in the morning, he was here because I fell asleep before my nighttime bath, that I left running.
I quickly hid the joint that was on the table, no need for more lecture, I took my phone in one hand, lifted my pants with the other and made my way to the door.
"Thank god ! Are you alright? What in the fuck is going on" His eyes shifting between my face and the floor, slowly panic start showing on his face, my eyes followed his dark big eyes to understand his concern. My whole apartment was swimming, the small objects and clothes that were on the floor, were at that moment travelling the whole space floating. Eric's small body ran to the bathroom, cut off the water and came back to the living with a livid face.
"I cannot believe you ! What happened?"
"Eric … I feel terrible, I must have fell asleep before the tub was full - I swear I did not feel anything" I mumbled trying to make the most honest excuse I could come up with.
Eric lend me his apartment 2 years ago, when Kate, my ex roommate suddenly believed sharing apartment was a childish thing to do. We coincidentally met in the subway, After he saw me with my multiple boxes, and probably a desperate look on my face, he told me about his apartment and offered to show it to me the next hour. He was a modest mid thirty New Yorker, who also owned the bakery downstairs, we always got along, I teased him about his crush on our Australian neighbour, Jessica and he tried to be the big papa in my life, offering me breakfast and advice but in my 2 years living in this apartment, I never saw him red of rage, he was looking at me in disbelief, his hands twitching while his head was still looking at the floor and trying to comprehend the situation.
"Look, Eric, I can fix this. I cannot even begin to apologise …" I started in a low voice.
"… Bella" He cut me off with a hand in front of my face "Look around you ! You think this is gonna disappear with a mop? I came because it's dripping on my fucking kitchen" Trying to calm himself, Eric turned, making me face his back, breathing heavily for a couple of minutes before picking up his phone from his back pocket and dialling a number and disappearing in the hallway.
My eyes followed his footsteps before once again looking around me. I slowly made my way back to the couch, picked up my pack of cigarettes and lighter, I sat down and brought my feet up, protecting them from the water. I lit my cigarette and breath out a curse, it is not the first time I left the bath running before finishing up some chores, but in my mind a relaxing bath seemed like what I needed the most, so I made the genius idea of lighting up a joint before the bath to have the ultimate relaxing experience, little did I know that my new stuff was a bit harder than I thought which led me to rest my eyes before the bath.
"Well it looks like this would need professionals, I hope you have another place to ruin for a couple of days, because neither of us can stay here until the work is done" Said Eric cutting off my thought "This is by far the stupidest thing you have ever done, B" He added shaking his head then turn and left.
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I put the last bag in the back seat of my jeep, I closed the door leaned on my car took my phone out of my pocket and dialled Jasper's number, I did not bother texting to see if he was awake, he was probably head stuck on some of his Xbox games.
"What's up?" He answered in the second ring
"Hey Jas, quick question, can I crash your couch for a couple of days?" I asked, while trying to put my long brown hair into a messy ponytail.
"You know if it was up to me you don't even have to ask, Bella, but this the time I would say you should not have fucked my brother while my sister in law was in the house, Charlotte is here and she probably won't like that very much" he apologised
"Fuck" I knew Jasper did not hold any judgement against me, but in that moment I highly judged myself for a minute. Jasper shared a condo with his older brother Peter, in Brooklyn. Whom I had a crush since the first day Jasper introduced us, he always flirted back when I was around before I made a move on him while Charlotte was busy preparing a homemade thanksgiving dinner, his relationship did not stop me and neither did he.
"What happened to your apartment? Your landlord finally got tired of your ass?" Jasper amusedly asked
"Well if he did not before, he sure does now" I sighed "I left the tub running, the whole place is ruined, I cannot stay there until it's fixed"
"You want to go somewhere? We can share a motel for a couple of days, I'm down" He suggested
I smiled, silently thanking the forces for having such a beautiful person in my life. I knew he would do it in a heartbeat, and that is the beauty of our friendship - No matter how big of a mess the other person is in, the other will jump in it. "You're an angel, Whitlock, who knew 7 years after freshman year, you would still stand me" I teased him.
We settled for a midnight drink, at the bar we usual hang out at, Em, one of our closest friends opened the place a couple of years ago, when he dropped out of NYU.
When I walked in the bar, Jasper was sitting in the bar stool, with an NYU sweater, his blonde hair was in a messy tiny bun, he had a recent beard of a couple of days that brought more of his texan charm.
Jasper's voice took me out of my thoughts, in the middle of a car debate with Emmet, he turned and gave the hugest smiles, opened his arms to welcome my hug without stopping his discussion. He kissed my forehead, rubbed my back, before putting a shot of whisky in front me. I adjusted in my seat, gave Emmet a fist bump.
I downed the shot while they were still debating on what car would win race in the stupid new British show. When the glass made the contact noise with the counter, they faced me both smiling. Emmet was the fluffiest and strongest guys I knew. His first and only year in college he shared a dorm room with Jasper, they quickly got along, when Jasper was busy focusing on making his grades worthy of law school, was where me and Emmet bonded more and more.
"Wow, Bee, looking fresh" Emmett joked, painting a stupid dimple on both sides of his mouth "J gave me update, you're welcome to stay up with me if needed" he added a bit concerned
"That's sweet of you Em, but with your size I do not think you fit another human being in your studio apartment" I replied after another shot "I know where I am going, I just needed another one of these" I added shaking my shot glass in front of my face.
Emmett nodded, poured some more alcohol in my glass before asking Jasper to take my car keys.
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The elevator doors opened and the classical music hit my ears, I thought to myself how this whole fancy building suits Tanya perfectly. I only have been here for a couple of occasions, but I still blindly pushed the 7th floor button.
I remembered how excited she was during her housewarming party, the fancy people, the fancy wine, the fancy beautiful red dress she wore, I could not have been happier for her. Tanya and I grew up in a same small town right outside of New York, called Greenport, we have been friends since I remember going to school, even kids we were complete opposite but somehow that 5 years old girl became the mother / feminine figure I needed in my life.
She had her whole life planned, since the first grade, somehow she had a plan for me as well, that obviously was not followed after the chapter moving to the city.
The elevator doors opened once again, and I was facing the big white door, I ringed a couple of times before stating annoyingly knocking and silently praying she was home.
"What the fuck?"
"Bella? What the hell is going on?" She groaned, her hand on her hips, her beautiful blonde hair resting on her shoulders, she had smaller eyes due to sleeping and eye-liner free, she raised her perfectly shaved eyebrow in my direction
"There is an emergency in my apartment and I need a place to stay, just for a bit, you have my word" I said while making my way inside of her apartment, everything was as white as a remembered, there was a small light coming from the room. I pointed at the couch in the middle of her living "The couch will be fine"
"Bella ! It's 2 in the morning and are you drunk? it's Monday for God sake" she whispered following me
"Technically it's Tuesday" I whispered back "And why are whispering?"
She nervously closed her robe, put her hair behind her ear and rolled back her green eyes at me before whispering even lower "I am not alone, and before you ask, no you cannot meet him right now" She said crushing the stupid smile of my face.
"Get some sleep and we will talk about this tomorrow" she added pointed up and down at me, she turned making her way to her bedroom, before closing her bedroom doors she locked her eyes with mine and pointed her manicured finger at me "No smoking in here, B, I mean it"
I rolled my eyes knowing she would not see me, I took my pack of cigarettes and my perfume from my purse, If I could fool my dad growing up, I could easily fool my pretended mom / best friend. I made myself comfortable near the kitchen sink, opened the small window and lighted my cigarette before closing my eyes and concentrating my deep breaths.
"Hey" a hesitating voice made me jump, I threw immediately my cigarette out of the window and pressed on the perfume around the room before turning to face the door.
"It is not what you think" The words came out of my mouth before I could think. And since my mouth reacted before my brain, I took a second look. At the entrance of the Tanya's kitchen was standing a half naked man, letting his v line showing causing my breath to go faster, my eyes made their way back to his face, I let out another dumb 'wow' making him smile, his green eyes shyly looked down, his hand scratch the bank of his neck before trying to brush his messy bronze hair.
"I was just up for some water" He pointed to the fridge
"Did I wake you?"
"No ! but if you mean the knocking then yes" He smiled grabbing the filtered water from the fridge
I watched his muscles move as he poured water into a yellow mug, put back the water in the fridge took 3 different sips. He slowly put the mug in the dish washer.
"I am Bella, by the way"
"I know who you are"
I arched an eyebrow trying to process his words before, his eyes did look familiar, may be from every wet dream I had, I mean these are literally the eyes I make in my fantasy since I can remember… I gasped "Eddie? Eddie Cullen?"
"Edward actually, nice to see you again Bella"
"Holly molly, you look …" I looked for words to describe what I was looking at.
"Different? Yeah I hear it quite a lot…"
"…Hot !"
He stopped, his hands grabbed a chair next to him, his eyes that reminded me of my lab partner in high school avoided mine, he cleared his throat mumbling a thank you. I could not keep my eyes away from his face and body. Then I suddenly remember my lunch with Tanya when she told me she joined a secret group on Facebook where everyone from our high school reunited and she got in touch with some people, I also remember telling her that none of those loser were worth my time.
I was trying to remember the most of our encounters in high school, trying to picture if I was bitch to him. I frowned thinking the chances are high that I did not spare him the "I"m Isabelle Swan" treatment. I looked back at him, his eyes were checking me up and down, his tongue slowly licked his bottom lip, giving me all my confidence back, I arched my back bumping my cleavage and smiling at him. His eyes avoided mine quickly and cute blush spread on his face.
I was always advantaged physically, I never had to work hard to get someone, which made relationships to me worthless. I knew what I wanted and getting it was not that hard. However the hungry look on Eddie's face made me feel more attractive than I ever did in my entire life.
He then told me he was going back to bed. Before he opened the door I called him but he cut me off before I could say anything "I won't mention the smoking to Tanya" He smiled before disappearing in the dark.
I sighed loudly "Lucky bitch" referring to Tanya. I still had questions of how serious the two of them were and why didn't she tell me about this? I licked my lips thinking of our irrelevant moment in the kitchen. What's wrong with me? I was acting like a teenager who saw her crush and was making all kind of scenarios in my head. Tanya might have been right after all, may be I was drunk …
