A/N: Yet another fic and this one is totally different than any I've done before because of the fact that it isn't a Humor fic or something like that. It's Angst. A genre I've never tackled before or been interested in. I never even read Angst so this is really out of my element…but it's a story that I really believe in
This story will be in EPOV unless I really need Bella to say something and it will also be told through flashbacks into their relationship and its evolution so essentially it's kinda told backwards…
Wow, the tone of this authors note is angsty, what is this story doing to me?
So...I'll see you at the bottom…
Without further ado...please enjoy PussyWard and Psychella...
What do I look like? The Wizard of Oz?
You need a brain?
You need a heart?
Take mine. Take everything I have.
—Stephenie Meyer(Jacob)
Chapter One: "Anything She Needs"
"Okay, dad, see you later!" I called to my father as I shut the car door and jogged to the front of my new friend Jasper's house. I had only just moved here to Forks last week and he was my first friend, the only one who hadn't inundated me with questions my first day of school. To say the least, the guys here hadn't given me a very warm welcome—but the girls had.
With a fond smirk as I remembered the girls' attention, I knocked on Jasper's door and tucked my bag under my arm. After a few seconds, the door opened and there Jasper stood with his overgrown blonde hair pulled back in a ponytail.
"What's up, man? Come on in," he stepped back to let me in, his southern voice excited. "I gotta go help my sister with her water wings and shit." I glanced around nervously, in case his parents were around to hear him swear. He laughed, "We got the house to ourselves, man. Just us and my damn sister. Anyway, I'll be back, the pool is that way," he pointed towards the double glass doors on my right. "Make yourself at home," he suggested before turning and jogging up the stairs.
I made my way to the glass doors, passing through the dining room, smiling at how warm and welcoming the house was. A bowl of fruit was on the table and four chairs surrounded it, one covered in pink and orange stickers. Must be his sister's chair. I wonder how old she is and if she's as big a pain in the ass as Jasper made her out to be.
Sliding the glass door open, I stepped out. His backyard was huge. The whole thing was fenced in as a mass of trees resided behind his house. A large pool sat in the middle of it and a few feet over to the left was a regular green-grass yard with a trampoline and various garden flowers all around. It was at least five times bigger than my yard at home was and my new house was pretty big.
I kicked my sandals off and pulled my shirt over my head before I sat on the edge of the pool, dipping my feet in the cool water of the pool. I closed my eyes and imagined I was back home—in my real home—in California. With sand between my toes and with my old friends Embry and Caius by my side.
"Bella, watch where you're going!" Jasper yelled.
"What?" I turned just in time to see a blur of a pink person crash into me and knock the both of us into the pool. Rising back up to the surface, I shook my head and pushed my hair out of my face. "What the hell happened?" I asked Jasper. Sighing, he pointed behind me.
I quickly turned and saw a girl floating above the water, wearing giant pink water wings. She was biting her lip shyly and her long, brown, wet hair was hanging in her face, the ends resting on her hot pink bathing suit. She was beautiful. "Bella, this is Edward; Edward, this is my pain in the ass little sister, Bella," Jasper explained.
"Sorry, Edward," Bella mumbled in a voice that matched her pretty face. Her big brown eyes looked apologetic. "It's just…Jasper was chasing me and ugh—it's all his fault!" she glared at her brother and folded her arms.
"No worries," I said, smiling at her.
She grinned back and my teenaged heart started to thump in my chest. "I like your new friend, Jasper," she said before ducking underneath the water.
I swam back to the side of the pool with Jasper. "So, how old is your sister?" I asked him as nonchalantly as I could. What if she was like…eleven or something? It'd be creepy.
"Thirteen." So she was only two years younger than the two of us... I could like her and it wouldn't be considered too creepy. "Now get in the pool, Cullen!" he yelled before diving in, splashing me. With a laugh, I joined my friend and his gorgeous sister in the pool.
=AYN=
I thanked whatever God made it possible when Jasper went into the house to take a phone call from his parents, leaving me alone with Bella for the first time that evening. The sun was starting to set and Bella and I were sitting on the edge of the pool with our feet in the water, completely pruny and soggy after spending an hour and a half in the water. I was still thinking of a way to start up a conversation with her when she started speaking.
"So, Edward," she started, her voice taking on an authoritative and professional edge. "You're fifteen right? A sophomore like my brother?" She slid her water wings off and tossed them behind us before turning to me, her eyes probing my face.
I was nervous. Nervous over a thirteen year old? Man up, Cullen. "Yea. Yea, I am."
"What do you think about younger girls?" she asked, bluntly reaching up to run a hand through my hair. She leaned into me, looking me right in my eyes. Her brown ones seemed to see right through me. I swallowed hard.
"They're okay." I shrugged, trying hard not to let how much she was affecting me show.
"Okay?" She huffed. "You know, Edward, I realize that I'm only thirteen
but I know what signs to look for when a guy is into you. And you like me, there's no use in pretending you don't!" she crossed her arms and raised a brow, daring me to disagree.
My jaw dropped. She was so forward. She obviously knew what she wanted. And I found that extremely hot. "Okay, so I like you…what are you gonna do about it?" I teased.
"We have 30 seconds," she announced before suddenly pressing her lips to mine. My eyes got wide, surprised and caught off guard by the kiss but I immediately closed them when Bella put her hand on my knee and leaned further into me. It was the simplest of kisses; nothing but her lips against mine but it stirred something inside me. Her audacity, plus her hand on my knee and the feel of her lips on mine meant so much more. It made my heart thump. It was the most exhilarating experience of my life. The most important day of my life.
The day I fell in love with Bella Swan.
=AYN=
I shot straight up in bed and looked around the dark room. A look at the clock told me that it was 12:10 in the morning. I ran a hand through my hair before reaching over to turn the lamp on the beside table on.
My heart was pounding from the contents of my last dream. Remembering my first day with Bella. My first kiss with Bella. Bella.
I looked to my left at the naked body beside me. She was on her stomach with her face turned from me, her hand tucked under her pillow. The sheets were bunched around the bottom half of her torso, leaving her gorgeous, pale back bare. I ran my fingertips over her skin lightly so I wouldn't wake her or disturb her dreams. I smiled. Maybe she's dreaming of me.
I leaned down to gently kiss one of the many freckles on her shoulder, closing my eyes as I pressed my lips to her skin. She stirred a bit and made a little humming noise but soon her breathing returned to normal.
It was the times like this that I loved, when she was asleep and peaceful. When I could touch her freely and as much as I wanted without her asking for more. For harder. For faster. This was the time when I could worship her body, giving it all the love Bella would never let me give her. But I loved her. I was in love with her. And I had been for twelve years. And I always would be.
I brushed her hair back from her face, ignoring the fresh, purple bruises on my arm from earlier on in the evening. She didn't mean to, I'm sure. She had a tough night. It wasn't her fault. She came home so upset. I traced my fingers over the dry trail that her tears had left behind on her cheek. She needed me. She always needed me. And I'll always be there for her. To do anything I can to make her feel better. To be everything to her and for her. To give her anything she needs.
=AYN=
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~LazyMasochist(Marie)