The Pull...
I own nothing. Idea's an non recognizable stuff are mine.
This is my first Fanfication. This story has been kicking my ass for a while begging to be written. updating will be every 1 to 2 weeks. Please let me know what you liked, what you hated, Suggestions, constructive criticism and what you might want to see.
**sorry if this comes through as a new alert. trying to work on correcting somethings. (08/06/12)
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Waking up to a pounding headache and an almost comforting weight resting on me I started to panic. As slowly as I could, and still be moving, I shuffled from under the guy wrapped around me.
I have no idea the who, what or even the why, all I know is I'm in a strange room, with a strange man and naked, did I add that into the mix yet? Yup we are butt ass naked. He has a nice ass that's for sure. Don't judge me. He's sprawled on the bed with the sheet mid tight, so don't judge me, you'd look too.
Struggling to get dressed I noticed my phone. Picking it up I notice multiple missed calls and text, I decided to look at the damage later and shoved it in my pocket.
I made it into the hallway undetected by the man in the bed. My victory dance was interrupted and stopped dead in its tracks by this massive growling, teeth bearing Dog. I honestly think a rabid moose is smaller. Do moose get rabid?
I heard chuckling behind me. Bitchy scowl in place I spun to put this jack ass in his place and attempt to get my walk of shame over with. I was attempting to kill him with my scowl, but not before I noticed how sexy his body is and his face was breathtaking. I was a little sad that he took the time to put boxers on, but never the less I want to get out of here.
"Ah hell," he paused like he wanted to say something, then seemed to shake that out of his memory as he said, "I know you." He looked scared, but sincere.
"Good for you. Now call off your trap so I can leave." I should ask why he looked so scared, but I just wanted out of here.
"Nope, I don't think so, not yet." He popped the 'P' when he said it. That was always so irritating. He gave me a sly smile and winked. He fucking winked at me. "I know you really want to stay and you're in one of my favorite shirts.
"You don't know that. Hell I don't even know that. I will tell you what I do know. I went to button my shirt only to find they were all missing. I feel like I've been sweating to the oldies all night long. I have a pounding head ache that feel's like Gizmo had a bunch of babies that are hopped up on sugar using my brain as a trampoline." I looked at his shocked expression. Really looking at him noticing how sexy he looks all rumpled with sleep. "The biggest issue is I remember absolutely nothing about last night and I'm concerned." He looked almost hurt by this.
"Like fuzzy nothing or black out nothing?"
"I remember dinner with my friends and it goes blank from there." A few tears made it out of my eyes and down my cheeks. The confusion, head pain and the whole situation of him knowing and me not knowing what happened is getting to me. I also had the constant of his dog growling at me.
I didn't even realize he moved until I felt him wiping tears away while turning my face to look at him. "Please don't cry. Let me get you something for your head and I will answer what every questions you have while sipping some Gatorade?" He looked hopeful. I honestly couldn't function like this. I was just planning to go outside and call someone to come and get me.
"You don't need to do that. Just let me go and you can get back to your sleep or what ever." I attempted to turn and leave, but got dizzy and almost feel face first into the dog detaining me in this spot.
"Easy there." He whispered as he pulled me into his chest. "We don't have to talk. Just take something and drink some water or something before you leave. I'll even take Tank and go upstairs leaving you the down stairs."
"I'm not confining you to your room. If you're willing I would like to know what you remember about last night." I hope this wasn't a bad decision. I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket for the third time since I attempted to sneak out. Pulling it out of my pocket I groaned. It was a message from my brother warning me he was about to have his whole team out looking for me.
"I can leave you if you need to make a phone call."
"It's ok. Just give me a second." I quickly clicked on his name and waited for the ringing. He picked up almost immediately.
"What the fuck Bells, Where have you been? Where are you? And why is this the first time you answered anything from any of us? Dad's about ready to put an APB out on your car."
"One question at a time would be nice. I just woke up, I didn't hear the phone and I'm with a friend." I caught what looked like a nervous look cross, well damn I haven't even asked his name.
"What friend? I'm going to come get you so you don't have to drive back. Let me guess you were out drinking and forgot to check in?" He seemed pissed.
"Fuck you Emmett. I'm 21 and I don't have to answer to anyone. And you are not coming to get me. I will be home when I get there. I am more then capable of driving my car when the time comes." He was starting to piss me off. I know he was just worried, but I hate when they treat me like a child.
"I know you can. I'm just worried. I was told you left with one of my new guys. Are you trying to upset me by getting involved with one of them? Dad and I tell you to stay away from cops and you have to go and fuck the first one you find under my command?" He was now pushing this to far. I muted the phone and looked at the sexy guy in front of me.
"What's your name?"
"Edward, your Isabella right?"
"So it's true? You knew who I was when you brought me home? Typical." At some point he must have called off his dog as I wasn't trapped anymore. I walked towards the front door stopping to grab my purse. I wasn't going to be used to get a head or to piss off someone's boss. He would end up dead if my brother or father heard he made me sad.
I unmated the phone, "I'll be home in a bit." I hung up and then spun on the foot fall behind me.
"Please stay and talk with me." He had a pleading look on his face.
"Answer one question for me." Getting a nod from him I asked my question and then held my breath waiting for his answer. "Did we do anything last night?"
"We slept." He half smiled at me causing me to throw a pillow at him.
"Real funny you jack ass. So you know my brother and father know we left together. So what ever your mission was you achieved it." I picked up my purse and started towards the door. I needed to get out of here. I hated what my brother and father did because of this shit.
"Please don't go yet. Let me explain things and maybe answer some more questions you might have. If you want to leave I will let you go."
"Fine," I sat down on one of the chairs in the room.
He walked out of the room and then reappeared with multicolored bottles of Gatorade.
"Which one?" He smiled while holding them out to me.
"The light blue please." Reaching into my purse I pulled out some Motrin and chugged about half the bottle in one sip.
"How do you want to do this, do you want to ask me questions or do you want me to just start talking?"
"Just tell me what happened and how I ended up here butt ass naked with you." He seemed to blush at the naked part.
"Ok, but first things first, I'm Edward Cullen." He smiled at me and held out his hand. "Let see, I had been in the club for a while when I noticed a guy continually looking madder and madder and a beautiful woman that wanted nothing to do with him. He got handsy and I decided to step in. You looked really familiar then, but I wasn't totally sure and didn't want to assume anything." He looked at me for understanding or maybe to see if I had any questions. "When I got over by you I was about to say something when the guy smacked you. I lost it from there. He went down and you asked me to get you out of there. I had offered to take you home or call someone to come get you, but you asked for me to just get you out of there."
"Was the guy blonde, long pony tail?" I'm pretty sure he was talking about my ex James, but I wanted clarity.
"I think you called him James, but yes he was blonde, long pulled back hair and seemed to have a horrible hygiene problem."
"A point for you, you saved me from an ex that doesn't take no for an answer." I pulled out a mirror and checked for bruising from him. It was normal with him. I needed evidence if there was any. He's bitch ass keeps getting out of charges based on technicalities.
"If you're looking for proof you have a hand mark on your upper arm where he grabbed you and your lip is split. I tried to clean you up as much as I could." I had just noticed the lip before he started talking. I looked at my arm to see the classic bruising I was use to over the past few years.
"How do I know this wasn't from you?" I'm almost 100% sure he is telling me the truth, but it had to be asked.
"My hands are way bigger. I'm right handed and I would never lay a hand on a woman. My parents raised me right." He seemed almost offended. I could see why, but he needs to look at my side of things too. He pressed play on a video while handing me his phone. There in my hands was all the proof I needed. Who ever took this seemed to know they needed to get the attackers face and show the spots where proof would be.
"Ok, can you forward that to me please, and take a few pictures for me." I pulled out my phone handing it to him. I gave him my number and he forwarded the video with the info to the girl that took the video stating she was willing to testify or write a statement if need be. "I just forward it to my brother and father so I'm going to get at least one call in a few moments, why did you bring me here and not home?"
"Honestly after realizing there was some sort of recognition with him I didn't want to take you home where he might get to you again, but only make it worse., I tried to get you to tell me of a friend or some where to take you that wasn't home, but you just kept asking to go home with me. So I brought you here. Stupid, probably, possible lose my job or go through hell be damned I knew you were safe with me and at that point that's all that mattered. I left my car there and we took yours" He seemed to be telling the truth.
"you won't lose you job after they hear you were the one to save me. How did we end up naked if we didn't do anything and why can't I remember any of this?" The last question was something I figured he wouldn't be able to answer, but I was just verbally spitting out the jumbled mess in my mind.
"The naked part was all your doing. You stripped before I could stop you, you couldn't figure out the buttons so you just ripped your shirt off. I got you to put on a shirt at that time promising you I'd take it off you later. I remember at some point in my sleep haze that you were cuddled on me with out the shirt and that you were working down my boxers, but nothing happened. You got them off and fell asleep on my stomach. It was about 4am and I did good enough getting you back up to the pillow before passing out again." He wouldn't look at me. "I'm sorry; I should have gotten us both redressed. I would have never taken advantage of you. I knew you were trashed beyond belief. I personally had seen you down 4 beer glasses of vodka."
"That's to made up not to believe." I was about to continue when my phone started dancing a crossed the table on vibrate mode. Seeing it was my dad I picked it up and put it on speaker.
"Hi daddy," What can I say I'm a daddy's girl. Kind of happens with out a mother and an older brother.
"How bad is it?" He got right to the point. I'm sure he's having flash backs to the time of me calling him from the hospital.
"What you seen is all there is, he didn't get time to do worse." I looked up to face Edward. He nodded his head. I took this as permission to tell my father who helped me. "Edward got there before James got too far." I bit back tears trying to clear the lump in my throat. I was startled by the feeling of being moved to realize Edward moved me on to his lap holding me tight.
"Edward, that the boy your brothers pissed about you leaving with?" Leave it to Emmett to tell everything to my dad.
"Sir, I'm sorry if this was something that I shouldn't have done being a new recruit and all. I honestly didn't realize she was your daughter until this morning, we did nothing, and I will put that on my mother's grave." He got a sullen look on his face, but kept plowing through. "There was no way I could witness that and then let him get away with it. My sister is the one who took the video and is willing to testify or write a statement if needed. I am willing as well sir."
There was quiet for about 2 minutes. Yes I was counting. My father was always one to not beat around the bush, but took his time to respond, not for being dumb, but to pick his words wisely. Years on the force has taught him to react in ways that can't be used against him.
"Your Carlisle's boy?"
"Yes sir." Edward seemed to be holding me tight, like I was grounding him to the living right now.
"I'm disappointed you didn't contact me once you helped her, but I guess I understand that. I need to know if you have intentions of being friends or more with my daughter." Fuck that shit.
"That is none of you business right now Charlie." Yup that would make him realized I was pissed. "You are to tell Emmett that you guys are not to treat him any different then what you do to any other new recruit. If things get serious then you will know in time. I will not have you, my brother or this stupid job decide my fate." I was pissed. This seemed to be how they are with everything since James.
Edward seemed to slack on his hold on me. Taking this as the opportunity to get up I grabbed my phone and walked into what I assumed was the kitchen. "That was out of line and you know it. We just meet last night for fucks sake."
"Bells I just worry. I wish you would have gone out with your brother or one of the guys wives. I don't like you being alone."
"I wasn't alone, that whore of wife of Tyler, Jessica and her stupidity twin Lauren were with me. They left me for the first guys that bought them a drink. I will kept in contact via text and be home in a bit. Don't you dare come looking for me."
"Ok, I'm sorry I worry. After your mother I have gotten way worse and don't know how to stop. I will always see you as my little girl. I love you and will see you in a bit. I'm going into the station to see if we can get the warrant with no bail to take James in."
"Ok, love you to dad. You guys stay safe. Meat loaf for dinner sound good?" Way to always end a conversation quickly, food.
"Sure does. Invite Edward if you want to and I promise we will be nice." After a few more words and some pleasantries we hung up and I made my way back into Edward's living room.
"I'm sorry about them. They aren't going to treat you any different then normal recruits, essentially you're in for feeling like your at the point of death for 6 months. Have fun with that." I smiled at him trying to feel out what is going through his mind.
"Thanks, I think." He half way chuckled. "You know everything. Thank you for at least letting me explains. I would have turned over that video when I started next week. It was nice meeting you, wish it was on different terms."
"Why does that sound like your trying to get rid of me?" My smile faltered at the look on his face.
"I'm sorry; I just don't think I need any distractions while starting this job. I need to prove I'm here for me and not because of who my father is." He was looking at his hands.
"Fine, have it your way pretty boy. Want me to at least take you back to your car?"
"No thanks, My sisters coming by later and will take me." He got up and started heading up the stairs. "Can you please lock the door on your way out?" Not waiting for a response he turned the corner to the hallway.
I felt something drip from my eye, realizing it was a tear I didn't realize how rejected I felt from even having a friend. My head was turning into a migraine and I knew there was no way I was going to make it home before it got worse. I did the one thing I didn't want to.
"Hello"
"Can you or one of the guys come and get me please." I sniffled after this. I thought it was quiet, but Emmett picked it up.
"Where are you?"
"Edward Cullen's house, I'm sure dad has the address right on hand." I chuckled at home predictable my father and brother really are. "Though I'm sure if already texted it to you once he found out who I was with."
"Yeah I can get there in about 10 minutes; I'll bring Jake to drive your car back. Should I know about anything before I get there?"
"Just an alcohol induced migraine I can't shake. I'll be waiting outside for you guys."
"Sure, see you in a few sissy." He was in his sweet mode now.
"Thank you." Sniffed a little bit more and leaned down to get my shoes back on. I noticed the moose coming over to me.
"What I'm leaving." I huffed at the dog. What I didn't estimate was his speed. Next thing I knew he was licking my face trying to rub up against me like a cat.
I made it outside unharmed and alone. Its funny how most of the time you want to be alone with your thoughts and you can't find a free moment even in the bathroom and when you want someone there for you they aren't. I have no idea why Edwards's rejection was hurting so bad, but I wasn't going to push him. I refuse to be the begging chick that guys wished they had never even politely held the door open for them.
I could hear the dog barking at the window while I took refuge in the shade by the front door. It had only been a few minutes, but seemed like hours waiting. I was startled by the door opening.
"I thought you left already."
"I should be gone here really soon." I whispered out to him. My head hurt to bad to move or talk very loud. I was attempting to try and keep the liquid in my stomach to stay.
He crouched in front of me attempting to remove my glasses and make me look at him. I pushed him away making him rock backwards.
"What the fuck?" He seemed furious. Funny thing though is I don't have an ounce of fear from it. Even dad or Emmett makes me nervous.
"Sorry, but you are a dead man if you try to remove my glasses again. You made your point, I'm sorry that I have to wait for someone to come get me. You can go on about your day." I whisper yelled this at him.
"Why didn't you tell me you were waiting?"
"Figured it didn't matter," I was saved by a cruiser pulling up. Emmett got out right away leveled Edward with a I'll deal with you in a minute stare and then grabbed my purse. He tossed the keys at Jake. "George is meeting you at our house to take you back to the station. I'm taking the afternoon. My dads there or I'm available by phone." Jake looked at me for an ok. I nodded and he got in driving off.
"Bells, can you walk?" He whispered while sitting down on the stairs close to me. I moved my head slightly to indicate no, I should have answered him. Very slowly he took me into his arms and took me to his car. They AC was blasting and it felt good. "I'm going to talk to Edward for a minute and then we will leave."
