Hello! This is an edit/rewrite of my story formerly known as Lovers In Japan. (if you knew it by that name). I decided to edit it, and start updating it again.
Summary: Edward is a delinquent, allegedly. After "the incident," he sent to a boy's home in Forks. What happens when the new town delinquent meets the town goody-girl Bella Swan? Is it wise to fall in love with a delinquent?
This story will also have a playlist, a new song will come with each chapter.
So hopefully, you'll like it and please review!
Oh and you might want to use the ½ setting in the corner, for easier reading.
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Prologue
I never thought I'd let someone new into my life, much less my heart.
Yet, here I was again being an idiot for ever thinking that just this one time it could be different, that I could have that picture perfect life.
I stood there, searching her eyes and face for any sign that indicated we could ever make it, with my screwed up mentality and all.
I stuck my hand into my pocket and pulled out the ring, and set it into the palm of her hand. I took one last look into her eyes; she gazed at my face searching for answers.
"Edward…" she quietly whispered.
I turned my back, and left. I couldn't give her the answers, because I didn't have them.
I fled because it was the only thing I knew how to do.
Chapter 1: Rules and Regulations
Chapter Song: Burn it all Down- Bring on the Comets
Edward
I stood in my room, lighting a cigarette not really caring if my parents would notice.
I did whatever I felt like. They weren't even my real parents, it's not like they had really any authority over me. We didn't share genes, so whatever.
Maybe they did, I just didn't really care or give a shit for that matter.
I opened the window and climbed out onto the roof to watch the setting sun on the California horizon. I sat there for what felt like forever until I heard the signal. I carefully climbed down the side of the house to meet my friend Leo.
"Hey, what's up man?" I casually asked while taking a drag from my cigarette. Nasty habit, I know but I couldn't seem to get over the comfort it provided in tense situations.
"We got a job to pull down at Riverside." He said in the darkness of my backyard. I scoffed, the word "job" was code for "we need to go to care of a problem" right now.
"What kind of job?" I asked, curious of what exactly this "job" entailed. I couldn't really afford to get in anymore trouble. Carlisle and Esme, and especially Carlisle…would have a major bitch fest over my "behavior"
"Lacey's ex beat her pretty badly, yesterday." He ground out, angrily. Why that little creep, I guess he didn't understand the little chat we had with him the other day.
"That son of a bitch. I assume were going to rough him a bit." I growled, already fuming with angry at that creep who dared to harm a friend of ours.
Lacey was a part of our tight knit group, she was like a sister to us. Whenever she got a boyfriend, he was forewarned that if he ever hurt her he would answer to us. Her last seemed a little off to me, he was a cocky loser. I didn't like him, but Lacey did so Leo and I put up with him for her sake.
" Let's get going before he gets too far, yeah?" Leo questioned, already beginning to hop my fence.
"Let's jet." I said while smirking. I threw my cigarette in the grass and stamped it out.
We ran through the warm streets of the California night. I coughed a lot while running, it was those damn cigarettes.
We had just reached Lacey's house on the other side of town when we saw a dark figure lingering around her front lawn. I looked toward the house and the lights were off. Her parents weren't home, her dad left and her mom was never home. She was always running around with some guy. Never a care about Lacey, she was just like me when it came to our pasts.
Flashback
I was 6 years old when me and my mom where walking home from the park because I had insisted that we go and play on the swings. She being the loving mother that she was took me to the park where we stayed for hours laughing sliding down the slide and swinging on the swings.
When we had to leave, it was nightfall around 7:45. She grabbed my hand and towed me away from the park as we began to walk back to our house. She began to pull my hand to walk faster; I didn't understand why we were going so fast. I turned around to see a dark shadow follow us.
I said, "Mommy some one's coming with us." She turned around and was faced by the figure of a man with a gun in his hand. She had her purse with her in case I wanted to get ice cream. He asked repeatedly for the money in her purse, she began to rifle through it to find the money while he shouted "hurry up."
I guess she didn't get the money fast enough because I headr a loud bang, and saw as she fell to the ground. Tears ran down my face as I looked at my mother lying on the ground. I looked up to see the man had disappeared without taking her purse.
I crouched down to look at her as she gasped her last words to me. "Edward, I love you son. Don't forget me."
And then she was gone out of my life forever. I sat there and sobbed, I must have fallen asleep next to her that night on the sidewalk because I was awakened by screaming and shouting.
I wondered if she would still be with me if my stupid 6 year old self had never wanted to go to the park that day… I would always blame myself…
End Flashback
"Edward, Edward you okay man?" someone said waving their hand in my face, it was Leo. I hadn't realized that I'd zoned out and had a stray tear on my cheek. I quickly wiped it away, not wanting anyone to witness my moment of weakness.
"Yeah, yeah I'm fine." Leo and Lace were the only ones who knew my story, and I kept it that way. We were in it together, never turn your back on each other.
The staggering figure came into view with a vodka bottle in hand. We both knew who this drunken idiot was, Marky boy, Lacey's ex.
"Well, well look who's hyped up on cheap vodka?" I taunted, ready to get this done and head back home without any trouble or unwanted attention.
"Who are you…?" he slurred, waving the vodka bottle around in his hand.
"Your worst nightmare." I said while I swung my fist and punched him right in the eye.
He instantly falls backwards and onto the grass. Leo grabbed him by his shirt collar and kicked him right in the stomach and he fell back again.
"Fuck you!" he shouted while throwing the vodka bottle straight at me. The drunk bastard managed to get me right by the eye. I felt as the glass shattered and cut my temple…that was going to leave a mark.
I turned to see Leo in a fist fight with Mark, he had him pinned to the ground but he was struggling to keep him down. I seriously hope that this wouldn't end badly for both our sakes'
"Edward, get over here!" he shouted, exasperated.
I ran over and tackled Mark, I had him the ground and he was screaming his stupid head off. If he didn't shut up the cops were going to be here. I turned my head slightly to see that the houses in the neighborhood had their lights on.
We had to finish this quick or we would get busted.
I punched him in the nose, and felt satisfied when I heard it crack. Then in the distance I heard sirens that were nearing, which meant cops and cops meant trouble for me and Leo.
"Edward, come on we gotta get out of here!" Leo shouted at me from somewhere in the darkness.
The cop cars were closing in, I heard as the squad cars pulled up to a screeching halt. This was not going to end well. Leo yanked me off the ground and the both of us took off running from the cops down the opposite street.
I heard the police shouting for us to surrender. There was no way I was going to do that, Leo wouldn't either. We kept running until we heard shouts fired in our direction, and the cops had us cornered near a street lamp. Fuck, I was pretty sure they had us captured, and pretty much done for.
"Put your hands up, NOW!" they shouted at us. We put our hands in the air as the cops approached us with their guns drawn.
Why did they have guns? It's not like we killed anybody.
Of course the LAPD, knew me and my track record. They still remembered me from the "incident"
I felt as the police officer cuffed me and told me I was being arrested for battery and assault. Oh goody, keep adding to the list guys. Mark should be arrested for domestic assault, I would be sure to rat him out once we got to the police station.
I knew I'd be fine, that idiot wouldn't dare press charges on me or Leo.
I was thrown into the cop car, and hauled off to the police station for questioning where they would call my parents. I knew they would bail me out, they always did. But I'd have to face the disapproval of Carlisle and Esme.
I felt bad because I knew that would surely upset Esme again.
I was now at home sitting on the couch, feeling pleased with myself because I accomplished what I needed to do and free of trouble.
"Edward, I can't believe you!" my father shouted at me. I knew he was livid, but I couldn't really do anything to help that. He knew I'd do almost anything for Lacey.
"What?" I asked arrogantly, we'd had this conversation god knows how many times. They all ended with me sitting there arguing and then storming out.
"Why do you do this to your mother and me?" I scoffed at the word "mother." I loved Esme, as a mother but she wasn't my mother. She was a sweet, kind person and I was sorry that she had to deal with my stupid shit.
I shrugged my shoulders waiting for what he had to say next.
"Your mother and I have decided that were sending you away." oh goody, time off from living in la casa de Cullen of rules and regulations.
"Where to?" I asked uninterested because this was the same threat he used everytime, but he never actually sent me packing.
"A boy's home in Forks, Washington." Say what? Why the hell would I ever go to a place named Forks?
They should've named it Spoons or Knives if they were trying to achieve the stupidest town name in America award.
"Now why would I do that?" I asked irritated. California was my home, and I had no intentions of leaving. I grew up here, and I wasn't leaving it or my friends behind for some podunk town in Washington.
"We've had enough of this behavior. It's a small town, no place for you to find trouble." Yeah well we'll see about that father Carlisle.
Ha, I was right…podunk town, where's the fun?
"Boy's home?" I question. Am I a boy? Do I look ten? No and no, I was the teen delinquent (allegedly).
I wasn't about to live with a bunch of boys in Knives town, oh sorry I mean Forks.
"Yes, it's run by a friend of mine, the chief of police in Forks, Charlie Swan." Great another cop to police me around. But a cop, seriously?
"I expect to hear of no trouble from you." he said sternly. I'll try my best sir…
"So where is this Sporks town?" I asked being stupid.
"It's Forks." He replied warily, aware of my attitude.
"Yeah whatever Forks, Sporks same thing." I said annoyed. Life just gets better and better.
I guess my parents were serious about this whole boy's home thing. I had no idea how long I would be in this so called Forks town. There was no way I could get out of this, I had to go. I was angry that I would be leaving Leo and Lacey here in California.
Who was going to help him defend Lace? My parents had told me that it was a small town, so I predicted that I'd be gossip the day I arrived there.
I pictured hearing, "look there's delinquent boy!" that would be just grand, since I hated people gossiping around like old women.
I wasn't actually a delinquent, I was allegedly one. All the things that I've done weren't for the sake of getting into trouble; I did them because I was defending my friends and my dignity.
I wasn't a bad person, I never was. I guess I looked like a delinquent to people because my clothes were either torn or black. Most people usually shied away from me because they were afraid, and they probably thought I was on drugs too.
I looked around my room, sadly, wondering when I would see it again. I spent most of my time in here either listening to music or just thinking.
I didn't pack much stuff for the road.
I packed clothes… enough to last me for awhile.
My mother's wedding ring.
A framed photograph of the both of us.
A pack of cigarettes. I doubted that any boy's home would have any cigarettes around.
My iPod and phone. The iPod being more important of course.
My M4 Leica. My most prized possession, the camera. It was my one piece of vintage heaven, it worked like a charm.
And a total of ten dollars. I had no credit card or wallet anymore; they took that from me too.
I closed my black, worn duffel bag with all my stuff in it, ready to go to this hellhole.
Last night I also learned that I would be enrolled in Forks High School, and I was to pass junior year. Oh goody! I am so fortunate to attend school with a bunch of stuck up pricks in a small town. After that was said and done I could come back home to my California.
I said goodbye to my room, and trudged down the stairs of my parent's house. I met them in the foyer for a last once over on the rules.
"Ready, Edward?" asked my father, he was frowning at me.
"No." I replied, speaking truthfully of the matter at hand.
"You have to understand that this is for your own benefit son." He said sadly, shaking his head.
"Sure it is." I mumbled. I don't believe that, nothing is for my benefit. They were basically giving up on me because they couldn't handle me and my baggage of emotional crap.
"I phoned the home manger, Chief Swan, he'll be there to pick you up." Carlisle announced.
"Why is he cop? Am I going to be thrown on lock down?" I asked sarcastically.
"No, Edward. I expect to hear no trouble from you." He stated again.
Alright I get it, behave like a saint.
"Yeah sure." I snapped, wanting to get this chit chat over with.
"Listen carefully the rules are…
1. No drugs
2. No smoking
3. No swearing/ attitude
4. No fighting
5. No alcohol
6. No running off
7. No Arson
I smirked; I may have done some of the things on the list but drugs was definitely not one of them.
Lay down the law, chief.
"Did you hear me?" he asked, aware of my inattention.
"Yes, was I supposed to being taking notes?" I asked sarcastically while motioning to the imaginary pen and pad in my hand.
"No, and remember none of that smart-ass attitude you just gave me." He scolded me.
"What smart-ass attitude? I am a gentlemen, remember?" I asked while pretending to look innocent while holding back my laughter.
"I'm serious, this is not funny." He said sternly, all the while Esme was staring at me with tears in her eyes. Once again I feel like such, a basterd for making her cry.
"But it is." I replied, muffling my laughter.
"Listen, this is not vacation, this is punishment." Sure it is, Carlisle.
"That incident was not a joke, you could have been seriously hurt and you would be in jail." He said using his "authority" voice.
"But I wasn't. I lived." I replied. He never could say what actually happened, it was always "the incident" We never talked about it, ever.
I always heard this when; I did something "bad."
'"Chief Swan and his daughter are very nice people." He said out of nowhere as we got into the car.
"What?" I asked, curious.
"I said Chief Swan and his daughter are nice people." Who?
"Did you say daughter?" I questioned warily.
"Yes, she helps out at the boy's home. Chief Swan said she'll keep an eye on you."
"Why?" I asked irked. He didn't answer my question.
"She's your age." Great another girl. Lacey was the only friend I had that was a girl, and I liked it that way.
I turned my head away and looked out the window, to see the palm trees zipping by. I was going to miss California. I was going to miss the nights when I sat outside my window to watch the night sky.
I'm currently editing the next 2 chapters, so they'll come soon. Oh and if you want go check out my other story, Abercrombie & Fitch Never Looked so Good (or any others!)
