Alrighty . . . So I was PM'd death threats and words of wisdom to continue. My oh my. I probably should be scared out of my wits but quite frankly, I found my messages very entertaining. Don't fret those of you who sent me those emails (you know who you are) You made yourselves very clear and look! Wa-la! Another Chapter!! ;)
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Edward and Bella were driving to his house in Bella's beat up, red truck. Bella, being the stubborn woman she is, refused to let Edward drive and practically shoved him in the passenger's seat when he protested.
"You-drive-like-a-maniac." Bella grunted as she tried to push Edward in his seat. She might as well had been pushing a brick wall for all the process she was making.
Edward didn't budge despite her strong efforts. "I promise to go easy on your truck." He pleaded. He didn't like not being in control . . . it was infuriating. But with Bella, he was never in complete control.With her thoughts being blocked, and her unexpected actions, and now driving.
Bella had given up on her attempts to move Edward and started walking around the truck. "Nope." She popped the 'p', sat down in the driver's seat, put on her seatbelt, and put her hands on the wheel
Edward sighed and got in his seat. "You need to have faith, love."
Bella smiled at him as she started the truck. "I do have faith, Edward. But you do tend to push my truck to the limit at times."
As you do with me, Bella. Edward thought to himself, remembering her in the kitchen. As you do with me.
And now they were driving to his house going no more than 40 mph. At first the speed was torture but Edward found a way to occupy himself; Edward watched Bella.
The way she held the wheel, exactly ten and two, a precaution she picked up from Charlie. How her body would tense slightly every time a car would get close behind, fearing her truck wasn't going fast enough for them, and then how she would relax when they finally went around her. How her hair would make its way in front of her face from the open window and how Bella would get slightly frustrated and swap it away.
She is beautiful. Edward smiled to himself and rested his hand on her knee.
Bella's breathing sped up and she dared to move her eyes away from the road to look at Edward. He was smiling at her and her heart skipped a beat. Edward chuckled
He is gorgeous. Bella thought to herself. And then she turned to focus back on the road, Edward's hand still in place. Too gorgeous.
A blue corvette raced around Bella's truck and she couldn't help but make an analogy of herself and Edward. I am the beat up, rusty truck and he is the blue corvette. As I struggle to catch up, Edward moves along with grace. Beauty. She shook her head and sighed.
Edward stared at her, trying somehow to lift the thoughts from her head"What's wrong?" He finally asked.
"Nothing." Bella was a horrible liar. Her cheeks turned pink and she was suddenly focusing on the road more than necessary.
Edward narrowed his eyes and pursed his lips, trying yet once again to see her mind. Nothing.
He, too, sighed and very carefully tightened his grip on Bella's knee. "It's infuriating not knowing what you're thinking. Especially when I know what everyone else is."
Edward watched Bella's lips twitch into a smile but her hands gripped the wheel tight. Bella stared forward for a moment before quickly turning onto a street that led to his driveway.When they reached his house, she stopped her truck and turned to face Edward, grabbing his hand in her own.
"I love you." Bella blushed but stared intently in Edward's eyes.
Her words took Edward by surprise. "I love you too, Bella." He tightened his hold on Bella's hand and gently caressed her cheek with his other. She closed her eyes and smiled.
How odd. Edward thought, confused. Why is she so panicked?
Bella opened her eyes again and removed herself from Edward's grasp. "We better go inside or their going to start wondering what's happened to us."
Edward chuckled. "They already know what's happening. Emmet's looking through the window, see?" Edward nodded his head in the direction of the window and sure enough Emmet was there, pulling the curtain back and peeking through.
Bella laughed out loud. It was a wonderful sound, carefree. Edward quickly got out of his seat and went around to help Bella out of hers.
"Mademoiselle." Edward offered his hand and bowed his head.
"Monsieur." Bella cringed at her horrible attempt of a French accent and accepted Edward's hand.
He led her to the porch, kissing her lightly on the lips when the door was wrenched open.
"Honestly you two!" Emmet booming laugh made Bella jump. This only caused Emmet to laugh harder.
Bella turned to him trying, unsuccessfully, to appear fierce. "Do you mind?"
Emmet widened his eyes innocently. "What did I do?"
Bella smacked his arm and laughed. Edward laughed too and pushed Emmet aside so they could get in the house.
"Bella!" Alice's screams echoed from upstairs. "Bella!" And within seconds, she was in front of Bella, pushing Edward in the process.
"Hey!" Edward protested but Alice ignored him.
"Bella, we have a problem." Alice's face looked worried.
"What's wrong?" Bella asked, matching Alice's expression. If Alice was worried about something then something must be wrong.
Edward rolled his eyes, already seeing the 'problem' in Alice's mind. "It's nothing, Bella." He assured, rubbing small circles on her waist.
Alice glared at him and continued. "Bella, I saw something." She paused, adding onto the suspense, making Bella slightly squirm. "Something that involves a very happy you and a very happy Edward. But in order to make this a very happy occasion–"
"Alice!" Edward warned. He knew what her vision was but she didn't need to give all the details or hint them for that matter. That and her "happy" charade was maddening.
Bella looked from Edward to Alice. "Occasion?"
"It's nothing special, love." Edward wrapped his arms around Bella and glared at Alice.
Nothing special. Alice snorted in her head. Ha!
"Anyways . . . " Alice continued. "In order to make my happy vision come true, we need to go-"
Oh, no. Bella whimpered to herself. Alice's tone has changed. She has many different tones but this tone is one I'm too familiar with.
"Shopping!" Alice squealed, clapping her hands, her eyes exuberant.
Bella sighed in defeat, her fear coming true. "Why?"
Rosalie had made her way into the room now and folded her arms across her chest. Emmet quickly made his way to her side.
"What's this about shopping?" Rosalie asked, trying to sound bored but Edward could hear the excitement brewing in her mind and smirked. She shot him a look.
"Bella needs some new attire for . . . Well . . . " Alice spun Bella around and grimaced at her clothes causing Bella to turn red. "It doesn't matter. She just needs some new clothes."
"There is nothing wrong with how I dress!" Bella bit her lower lip and glanced down at herself.
Edward couldn't help but look too and smiled at what he saw.
Dear brother. He heard Emmet snort in his head. Could you be any more conspicuous?
Edward growled loud enough for him to hear which made Emmet laugh. Jasper had joined them at this point too.
"Control your emotions please. The lust is starting to get to me." He smirked at Edward and Bella turned an even darker shade of red.
Jasper made his way to Alice and wrapped his arms around her. "Shopping means that you aren't going to be anywhere around me for hours."
Alice smiled sweetly. "You could always join us. It's always nice to have a male's opinion."
Jasper let go of Alice quickly and gave her a peck on the cheek. "No thank you. We'll make up for it later." He winked and left the room. Jasper knew how effective Alice's pleading eyes were on him and he did not want to go shopping.
Alice was not discouraged and turned to Emmet with wide eyes. "Emmet?"
"No way. Ha. Nice try." Emmet snorted and looked at Rosalie. "Since you're taking Bella shopping, I'm gonna go, uh–" Emmet glanced torwards where Jasper exited.
Rosalie rolled her eyes and walked to stand by Bella. Emmet smiled at her before leaving to go join Jasper in the family room.
Alice sighed and looked at Rosalie and Bella. "Well, I guess it's just us."
"I'll go." Edward spoke up, putting his arm around Bella's waist. He didn't want to leave her just yet. She looked up at him, panic in her eyes, fearing shopping with Alice and Rosalie.
Rosalie rolled her eyes again and grabbed Bella's hand, pulling her away from Edward. "Of course you can't go."
Bella opened her mouth to speak but Alice interrupted, grabbing her other hand. "Silly." She laughed at Edward. "We'll be back in a little bit."
Rosalie and Alice pulled Bella out the door, Bella throwing frantic glances over her shoulder to Edward who stood with a shocked expression on his face.
Alice sat Bella in the back of her yellow Porsche and got in the driver's seat, Rosalie in the passenger's.
"Are you ready?" Alice's excitement was overwhelming.
"Where are we going?" Bella asked wearily, dreading her shopping spree.
"You'll see." Alice laughed. It sounded evil to Bella.
She had gone shopping with Alice before and the turnout was frightening. Everything Alice picked out for her cost more than Bella had bought in a year's worth of clothes.
She remembered asking out loud why a piece of material cost so much. A big mistake on her part. Alice had a fit and ended up giving a lecture on designer's clothes and the meaning behind such creativity. Bella made sure to never ask that again . . . out loud.
She had never been shopping with Rosalie and guessed it couldn't be as bad as with Alice. Hoped for a better word.
"Don't worry, Bella." Rosalie smiled tentatively at her.
Bella was slightly thrown off guard but smiled back. Maybe this will be a time for Rosalie and I to get to understand each other more. Maybe she'll even get to like me a little better . . . or dislike me a little less.
Alice turned on the radio to more modern music than what Edward listened to. "Piece of me" by Britney Spears blasted from the speakers.
Of all songs. Bella thought as Alice started singing. How ironic.
She sighed wearily and leaned back in her seat, enjoying the comfort while she could before the torture began
So, in this chapter you witness some of Bella's insecurities, most of the Cullen family, and the mention of an "occasion." Oh, and Bella's nightmare that involves this occasion. What occasion you ask? Ha! Keep reading and find out!
Is my futile attempt of a trap working? Oh well...
I'm working on my updates but with all my unpacking my new home, I've also managed to get sick so I hope it doesn't affect the writing. I tend to get crabby and I would hate for my sudden mood swing(s) to throw the characters, well, out of character. Haha. If I sound crazy, it's the medication talking.
I'm not going to be those who start threatening for reviews but a review would be nice... :)
