Not gonna lie, I was surprised that anyone liked the beginning. I hope you enjoy and keep reading. If you want me to continue, I'm going to switch off point of views every chapter, but I have to start this chapter a little farther back then the last chapter, because..well you'll see. Review. I also like suggestions
Sadly... I do not own the characters. Stephenie Meyer owns them, and my heart.
EPOV:
Emmett was going on and on about some party. Another party which would end in disaster. Another party I didn't want to be involved in.
I was going to go though, I hated that Emmett felt the need to drag me out of the house, I would go just so he didn't worry, he didn't deserve to feel pity for me.
I would have a couple of beers, sit on a couch, and watch the world blur around me. Simple. Same as every party.
"And man do I have a girl for you!" He said pointing at me. He sounded like Santa Claus giving a 5-year-old a new bike. Except this 5-year-old didn't want the bike, he wanted some peace and quiet. "Eddie, this girl is fucking hot. I know you've said that all the other girls don't interest you, but if you don't find this girl somewhat attractive I'm going to start setting you up with dudes.". Playing the gay card. Again.
"Edward, Emmett. It's Edward. And I'm not gay, we've been over this." I said staring at him, pleading he wouldn't get into this again with me. I didn't feel like fighting about my sexuality or talking about all the "fucking hot" girls that didn't interest me.
"And I told you, those girls were very pretty, none of them were interesting though," I said then. I'd tried to tell him, I just didn't want a girlfriend or even a one night stand. What was the point if I would break it off before it could start?
I went to the fridge to grab a soda, I didn't feel like being interrogated by Emmett.
It wasn't like I'd never had a girlfriend, I just didn't want some girl that would use me. And there was also the fact that none of those girls were special. They were all just plain. Beautiful sure, but plain. They didn't have a heart of gold. Some of them didn't have a brain. I wanted a girl with a good spirit, someone who would care about me, not the guy I looked like.
But of course. That never happened.
So here I stood, alone, barely any friends, and drowning in my misery.
What a great life it is.
I didn't realize I'd been standing by the fridge for at least 2 minutes. Emmett surely thought I was crazy, maybe he'd abandon me too?
"Eddie? Are you jerking off or something over there?" He asked, probably with a giant smirk on his face. Always the jokester.
"Why yes Emmett, I'm such a daredevil that I'm masturbating over here, in front of the fridge," I said, turning back to him, and handing the freezing Moutain Dew to him. Already sipping on the sprite I'd gotten for myself.
He cracked it open and took a sip. "Sorry Ed, I've gotta get going. Gotta get ready for all the smoking hotties tonight. You be ready in an hour. Jaz is meeting us there." He eyed me, staring me down. I knew he wanted me to agree to go. I really wanted to tell him to back off. I wouldn't though. He was a good brother. He cared.
"Sure man. I'll be ready." I told him, trying to be as sincere as possible.
He then brought the soda back to his mouth and chugged it in 0.5 seconds. Handing it back to me, he did his manly skip out the door.
I had to get ready for the party.
We were all driving in Emmett's jeep. It smelled, but he loved it almost as much as he loved sex.
I was already thinking of ways to get myself out of there before. I could probably fake being so drunk I didn't know my own name, but that seemed like a lame excuse, especially if I was going to ruin Emmett and Jasper's fun. I didn't know any other reason why I would need to leave all the sudden. I didn't want to lie about something serious, like a family emergency.
And before I could come up with a reasonable excuse, we were at the frat party. And I was being greeted by all the members.
I didn't pay attention, I nodded at a couple of people who said my name, but other than that I tried to ignore human interaction.
"Hey, dude." I heard from behind me, already recognizing the voice. It was Tyler Crowley, he wasn't a jerk, and if anything he was a good acquaintance. I'd rather talk to him, then any of the girls that were 'pining' for me.
"Hey Tyler", I said turning around to face him. His dark curly hair wasn't poofing out like always, he wore simple clothes, jeans and a t-shirt, I liked that he didn't try to impress all the girls too much. It was a relief from all the guys that did.
"You wanna drink? We got beer?" He said, he was already 21, and he knew that technically I was too young for alcohol, but frankly, he didn't care.
We walked over to the drinks table, I was already feeling claustrophobic, we were crowded by all the already drunk kids. It was a great party.
Tyler and I grabbed our beers and got away from there as quick as possible. Tyler didn't like parties too much either, but he liked the one-night stands, so he came, and left with a new girl.
We talked for a while, he lead the conversation, and I listened. It was nice to talk about something other than the fact that I didn't do anything but study, and I needed a girlfriend. Tyler understood that I didn't want to talk about me being lonely. And he also knew that I wasn't really looking for a relationship, he understood that. Though he was wrong.
So we sat, drank our beers, and did our best to not attract any unwanted attention. Of course, Tyler was hoping a girl would come over and ask him to dance. I was hoping to be invisible.
Soon enough, Tyler's wish was granted. A pretty young girl came over in a short pink dress, showing her cleavage, not leaving anything to the imagination. She asked him to dance. I knew he would accept, I wasn't going to hold him back. So he went and I watched her shake her ass against his crotch. I stopped looking after that.
I instead stared around, hoping that I would see a beautiful girl, a girl that would catch my attention. But this was a college party, a girl my type wouldn't be here.
That didn't stop the other girls from coming on to me. One of the things I enjoyed about Tyler being around was the fact that the girls stayed away from me with him there. But when he left they came over, trying to get me in bed with them.
I watched them stick their chests out, walking over to me in what they thought was a sexy way and asking me to dance, composing their face to make it look sexy. I didn't like any of them.
I said no politely. I wasn't going to be rude to a girl just because they didn't appeal to me.
There was one girl I couldn't ignore though, she stood out, and not in a good way. She practically jumped me before asking to dance. It frightened me actually. She felt familiar to me, I didn't know who she was, but I knew her.
She wouldn't let me turn her down, and I hadn't even said a word yet. I really just wanted to run away.
"Come on Edward, you should come back to my dorm." She said in a sexy voice. And suddenly I recognized her, it was Jessica Stanley. Her dark curly hair flipped back as she tried again to look sexy. She'd asked me out on several occasions, I said no everytime, but apparently, she didn't get the hint. I should just send her a hate letter, maybe she'd get it then.
I looked at her, putting as much venom in my voice as possible, I really wanted her to get the point.
"Jessica thanks, but no thanks." She looked at me, and for a minute I saw realization in her eyes, but then it was back to lust almost immediately.
"Edward...I know you want to." She said, pushing my shoulder down on the couch. I really wanted to hit her at that moment, but I wouldn't. My Mom would kill me.
Suddenly I stood up, "I've gotta get myself one of those brownies." I said pointing at the snacks table. I just wanted an escape.
I was practically running to the deserts table, trying to get as far away from Jessica as possible. I didn't really want a brownie, it was just an excuse, but I knew Jessica was still watching, and I needed to eat one.
I quickly picked the small brown square up, bringing it to my mouth, I sniffed it, and it smelt weird like there was an extra ingredient, but I bit into it anyway, it still smelt good, just different.
I finally left the table, after eating about 3 brownies, they were amazing, and I barely ever ate anything sweet. Had to keep up appearances.
I walked around the house, doing anything I could to avoid Jessica. I was hoping to possibly find Emmett and Jasper, so I could tell them I desperately needed to leave. But I didn't have very much luck. They were probably both up in one of the rooms anyway.
I still moved around though. Watching the guys eyeing the girls, probably only looking at their butts. I hated guys like that, look into their eyes.
The girls were being just as bad though, they were all clearly trying to get someones attention with the way they were dancing. Not a part of them was staying still. It was kind of disgusting to watch, but apparently, everyone else was enjoying the show.
I looked for anyone that would be worth talking to. Maybe I would be less bored. I just wanted to go. Luckily I didn't see Jessica anywhere.
After about an hour of walking in circles, I felt my mood shift. Everything seemed brighter. Everything seemed to scream at me.
I suddenly felt the need to dance. I wanted to jump off a couple of bridges, screaming for joy. It was a weird reaction, but I was too excited to care. I wanted to skip everywhere.
Then I saw Tyler, and I needed to tell him how cool he was. I didn't see any girls around him. So it was the perfect time to talk to him.
"Tyyyler!" I said unaware of how loud I shouted his name. He turned towards me, confusion laid across his face.
"Hi, Edward. What's going on?" He said his voice filled with concern, but I didn't care.
"I wanted to say your suuper cool. You've got like personality, ya know?" I kept rambling on, talking about how amazing he was. I probably sounded gay but I didn't care.
"Okay man. I'm going to go find Emmett, I'm pretty sure you're drunk." He said patting my shoulder and making me sit down on the couch. I didn't want to sit though, it was too hard to stay still.
So I got up and I went back to the snacks table, I was craving some of those brownies. Those delicious brownies.
As I slowly walked over there, my feet wouldn't move fast enough, and even though everything seemed so fast I knew I was moving slow. It was cool, like special move effects. I took 2 more brownies, eating them as I walked back to the couch.
I saw Emmett looking at me weird, was he checking me out? I knew I wasn't repulsive, but I also knew that Emmett was way into girls, unless he was super in the closet? That'd be weird, he was my brother after all. I'd have to tell him it'd never work out.
He came over, and put his arm around my waist, thinking I couldn't walk. Didn't he know that I could probably run faster than a cheetah right now? I didn't need his help.
Before I could notice what was going on, Emmett and Jasper were shoving me into the car, I didn't want to go though. This party was so much fun. But they wouldn't let me go back inside, they wanted to take me home. I didn't want to fight with them. Maybe they were going to order pizza? That'd be really good. I suddenly felt very lucky that I had such amazing friends, and I needed to tell them.
"You guys are the best friends a friend could ask for. Seriously. I don't know why you're even here. You guys are to cool for this." I said giving them both a punch in the shoulder.
"Okay, Eddie. How many beers did you have? I've never seen you like this, even when you are drunk." Jasper said, giving Emmett a look I couldn't understand. Why were they acting so weird? I just wanted them to know how cool they were. Why was that so bad?
I laid my head back against my seat staring at the ceiling. It seemed to have shapes flying across it. I wondered if Emmett had gotten some new projector to make the shapes. I wanted one.
As I watched the shapes, I didn't realize how fast the car was going, and we were already in my apartment.
"Let's go, Eddie. You need to get inside." One of them said, dragging me back out of the car.
And then I couldn't see anything. It was like I'd gone blind. I heard the cars passing us. I could feel strong arms holding me up. And I could help but feel scared, I didn't want to be blind. I needed to see. I heard ear breaking scream, passing out before I could realize it was mine.
I woke up staring at the white ceiling. I smelt lemons. I really wanted lemonade.
"I don't know what happened to him. We were at this party, and I think he drank too much. He is acting really weird, even if he is drunk. We were outside his apartment and he just started screaming. It was like someone was stabbing him. I don't know what happened." I heard a bulky voice say. I didn't know where I was. But I didn't know that the voice was talking about me. Why?
"What's going on?" I said sitting up. I was laying on something hard, it wasn't my bed. I didn't like it.
I looked around, taking in a girl with black hair looking at me. She was pitying me. I didn't like it. I didn't need to be pitied.
"Hi, hon. You're in the infirmary. Don't worry. I need to ask you a few questions. Is that okay?" The girl asked she had a soft voice, like a blanket. I want a blanket, its cold.
I nodded my head, answering her question. I like to answer questions.
"Okay Edward, how much alcohol did you drink tonight?" She asked me
"One beer," I said nodding my head. I was right, it was only one beer.
Emmett suddenly cleared his throat, whispering something to the girl that I couldn't understand. He walked out of the room, still looking worried. Maybe I need surgery? He would be worried if I did.
"Edward, did you eat anything tonight?" the girl asked. I thought about it, I didn't have dinner because I wasn't hungry. I still wasn't hungry. Then something hit me.
"I ate 5 brownies at a party," I said smiling at the memory of how delicious they were.
"Ahhh. I see." She said. Looking at me again. She turned around and wrote something. And got up and handed me some water. "You should get some sleep. We'll see how you feel in the morning." She said.
I woke up, hearing the girl talk to someone.
I didn't want to wake up. My head hurt and I wanted the girl to go away, and whoever she was talking to leave also.
I had to get up though.
I shot straight up, my body feeling tense, but I still felt happy. Just tired.
The girl looked at me. And so did someone else. I could feel their eyes on me. I didn't want to look at them though. That would talk too much work.
"Mr. Cullen, can you hear me?" the girl was talking to me, Mr. Cullen was my name. She asked me a question.
It was a silly question, of course, I could hear her, she knew I wasn't deaf, why would she ask that? So funny. Then I started laughing, it was really funny. Why would she be so silly? And after I started, I couldn't seem to stop laughing. I could still feel both their eyes on me. That just got me laughing harder.
"Son I think you need to lay back down." the girl said, pushing on me with an incredible force, I didn't know that someone could be that strong. It was weird.
The girl talked to someone else then. I didn't care, I felt so tired, it was like something was forcing my eyes shut. I couldn't just ignore it, so I listened to it, and closed my eyes, immediately falling asleep.
I was dreaming already, of what I wasn't sure, but then the girl was waking me up, trying to get me to swallow something disgusting, that probably tasted like paint. And I refused to try it. I pretend I didn't hear her, suddenly curious about the other person in the room. I needed to look at them.
And I was almost struck blind at what I saw. It was another girl in the room. She was shining, her waist-length hair blocked her eyes, but I could see she was looking at me, and I could also see the beautiful eyes that were staring. They were such a simple color, brown, but they held something within them, something that made them so bright I couldn't help but look at them. I looked at her face again, mesmerized by her beauty, her plump lips were pink, and they looked soft, I wanted to know if I was right. Her hair shaped her face making her look even more beautiful. Her skin didn't have any color, it was almost white, I'd never seen anyone as pale as her. I could believe she was in front of my eyes. Her cheeks had a light pink to them as if she'd been blushing recently, that made them so much more appealing. She was beautiful- gorgeous- stunning.
And I needed her to know what I thought about her. Everything was so weird, but I knew I needed to shout out to the world how beautiful she was.
"Hey pretty girl," I started impressed by how smooth I sounded, "did you know you're gorgeous." I was glad to get the words out. Hopefully, they would make her happy, I wanted to see her smile. I pointed at her, wanting to make sure she knew I was talking about her. And then her eyes went wide, and I started laughing, it was funny how surprised she seemed.
I saw her blush at my words, and she got even more stunning. I continued to laugh, excited that I got a blush out of her.
And then the other girl broke my happiness. "Edward, it's rude to call girls pretty when you won't remember then in a couple of hours."
The beautiful girl scrunched her eyebrows together confused by the ladies words, I wanted to smooth the lines away. She didn't need to be confused.
But the lady that spoke saved me from having to talk,
"Ah sorry Bella, see my friend Edward here, well he ate some brownies last night...and let's just say they weren't normal brownies. And now Edward is going crazy, but hopefully will be back to himself soon, though I don't know what he'll remember from this experience."
Bella. Beautiful. Her name described her perfectly. I was glad I knew what to call her.
But I was also confused by the other girl's words, I was going crazy? I wasn't going to remember beautiful Bella? How could I forget her?
Bella looked sad. I didn't want her to be sad. I just wanted to see her smile, that's why I told her she was gorgeous. Why was she sad?
"Sorry, pretty girl," I said to her, I didn't want her to be mad at me either. I wanted to see her smile, reassure me it was okay. She nodded her head, but I didn't understand what that meant? I needed to know if it was okay?
Sensing my confusion she finally spoke
"Uh. Its okay,' she said her voice like music. I noticed it wasn't steady the entire time she spoke, was she nervous? I didn't care her voice was the most beautiful sound I'd heard.
She turned around then, looking away from me, but banging her head into the cabinet next to her. She turned back around, her brown eyes looking for something, and then I couldn't see them, and she fell to the floor.
I was scared for her. What was wrong? Was she going to hit the floor? What if she hurt her head?
And before I could think about it, I was catching her, making sure her back didn't hit the floor. I laid her down carefully. Did she need CPR? I certainly wouldn't mind giving her mouth to mouth.
But the girl came over to me and lifted Bella's wrist. I looked up, seeing stars, everything was so weird. I just wanted it all to go away. I wanted to talk to Bella again.
I suddenly remember the other girl saying I wouldn't remember Bella, and that scared me. I needed to remember her. She was so beautiful. I needed to hear her voice again.
"Why don't you lay back down Edward, I think Bella here might have a concussion." the girl said.
Bella had a concussion? Did she hit her head on the cabinet that hard? She must be in so much pain.
I wanted Bella to wake up and tell us she was fine, I wanted her to smile. I wanted to see her shining brown eyes again. I missed them and I'd only seen them twice.
"Edward, go lay down. I'm just going to let Bella rest for now." the girl said again, smiling at me like she knew some inside joke I didnt.
I didn't want to sleep, but if Bella was going to dream I wanted to be there with her.
I still saw the stars, and I still felt extremely happy. But my body was tired, and everything was more clear.
So we both llaydown. And i looked at her as I drifted off.
I dreamt of only brown eyes and pale pefully I would wake up to a beautiful Bella there with me.
Sorry I didn't continue any farther. I really needed to get Edwards explanation out. I'm also sorry that I'm not good at writng Edward being high, I dont know what its like. I hope you enjoyed. A new chapter soon.
