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Bella
Edward clicked on his light and it hurt my eyes. His face was twisted with confusion.
"Why would you say something like that?" he said as he rose up and turned over to face me.
"It's true. I know abo…"
"You don't know about anything. Look, I'm sorry if I'm not here but I'm trying to make a life for us Isabella."
"Please stop cutting me off when I'm talking to you. I know about her."
"Look, I'm sorry I cut you off. You're tired. Go to sleep."
"Edward…"
"Goodnight Bella."
He clicked the light off and lay back down like nothing happened. I sat up in the darkness staring at his body's outline. How could he sleep so peacefully knowing what he knows now? Unless he just really doesn't care about me at all.
I finally went to sleep sometime around dawn and I woke up around noon. Edward had been long gone, I assumed, but there was a bouquet of roses on his pillow. I had no use for them so I left them there.
The house was still empty and it was eerie. I was used the hearing cartoons or my squealing child at this time of day but she was still with her aunt Alice.
The phone was blinking to let me know I had a message. To my surprise and partial gratitude, it was Alice letting me know she'd be keeping Nessie today and through the weekend. The alone time will be great. I mean, I love my child but sometimes I like to forget I have one.
My feast from last night has disappeared. I guess Edward had decided to clean up the kitchen for me to smooth things over. It didn't really help but I was glad I didn't have to deal with it.
Coffee was my breakfast and lunch for now. I wasn't really in the mood to eat though my stomach rumbled a little. I was too lazy to eat, I guess.
Since I had the entire weekend to myself I decided to go out and be among people like a normal person. I'd treat myself to a mani- pedi. So, I threw on a pair of jeans with a tank top and baseball cap…after I finished my afternoon coffee.
The nail salon I stopped at wasn't too crowded, luckily. I was just happy that it said "hand and foot massages available" in the window! I went in and a woman stood there. She was overweight so the zebra print leggings she had on made her look like she should be hunted. Her halter was sequined and her gum popped so loudly that I thought gun shots were going off. Still, she smelled like peppermint and that comforted me.
"Hi, I would like a manicure and pedicure with a massage please."
"Let me see your hands doll…" She held my hands and looked at them, giving me an exaggerated gasp and them three clicks of the tongue. "A pretty young girl like you shouldn't let her hands and nails get like this! I'll show you to Rosalie."
She led me to the third cubicle on the left side. There sat a woman with hair like corn silk, eyes like sapphires and a smile like diamonds. She reminded me of Tanya and I had a good mind to leave but I decided to stay because…well…she wasn't Tanya and I needed the pampering.
"Hi, I'm Rosalie." She said, sounding happy.
"I'm Bella…"
"Well it's good that we're not strangers anymore."
She took my hands and placed them in a solution. While my fingers soaked I listened to her talk about her life. It sounded great. She had a dog, no husband or boyfriend and no children. Ten minutes had actually passed before either of us knew it and she pulled my hands out of the solution, patting them with the towel.
"Just stop me if I'm talking too much. I tend to do that sometimes."
"It's fine. You seem to lead a happy life."
"I do. Now why don't you? Usually when people say things like that it means they are dreadfully unhappy."
"I don't really wanna talk about it."
"You married?"
"Yeah."
"How long?"
"Eight years."
"Still happy?"
"I wish."
"Another woman huh? Used to hate when those long legged things waltzed into the picture. Hated it even more when my husband just forked me to the side to run after them like a slobbering dog." Rosalie rolled her eyes and shook her head while she filed my nails.
"I thought you weren't married?" I was confused, her life sounded so happy and she said she wasn't married. Was she divorced?
"Well I'm not because he's dead now."
At that moment I didn't know whether to give her my condolences or ask her how she can be so happy go lucky if her husband is dead.
"How long?"
"Oh about…a year now."
"And you're this happy? Who is your shrink?"
"No shrink. So tell me about this husband and this whore."
"Well…she works with him and she's blonde and beautiful and interesting. I've known for a year and I let him know last night. It's been awkward between us but I just probably made it worse. How'd your husband die?"
"He was allergic to peanuts and somehow some peanut powder got mixed into the protein shake powder he'd gotten from the "Bulkin up Bargain Mart. Anyways…he smothered to death on the kitchen floor because we couldn't find his epi- pen."
"I'm sorry for you loss. That's a really freak accident."
"Tell me about it! Sometimes I miss Emmett but its better this way. Me loving him through memory. Sometimes it really is just better that way."
After saying that Rosalie looked at me without a smirk on her face. Her eyes pulled me in and I knew in my heart that she'd killed her husband. This woman was evidentially crazy and I suddenly became a little worried about the fact that she was dealing with my limbs while using chemicals. What kind of person murders their husband for cheating? A person who doesn't want to settle for only half.
To my surprise the fact that she'd actually killed her husband didn't upset me too much. I was more interested in the fact that she actually got away with it. What am I saying? I can't kill Edward! He's my husband and I love him and…no… I won't even entertain the thought!
"So do you tell everyone about your… um…husband's demise?"
"No. Not everybody."
Though the idea of killing my husband is ludicrous I must admit that I can totally understand Rosalie's logic. The rest of the manicure and pedicure went well. I actually talked to her like I haven't been able to talk to anyone else in months. Alice is a good friend of mine but I don't feel right discussing her cheating brother with her and Jessica, well, she's too busy with her soccer team sized family to be much of a listener to me. I've been isolated and I did it to myself. That ends today though because I've made a new friend… who's gotten away with murder.
Edward
I lay with Tanya in bed. I like being here but at the same time I hate being here. It's always too hot, way too hot and her sheets smell like she drowned them in perfume. Still, I can't stay away from her. Kissing her, touching her and losing myself inside her seem to be my favorite past times these days. She's addictive. But I do consider the fact that I have a wife at home. One who's onto me.
I feel guilty about this even though I have no intention on stopping. Yes, Bella knows but she'll stay because she has no other choice. She has no family and we have Nessie. She'll just have to realize that I love both her and Tanya. They'll both have to learn to share me. Fuck that's selfish but really... I can't help it, well, I can but I won't.
"What are you thinking about?" asked Tanya and she twirled her fingers around in my chest hair making a tickling sensation that stretched all the way down.
"My wife knows about us. I wonder how long she's known?"
"When are you going to leave her?"
"I'm not."
"Then what am I?"
"My true love."
"So then why can't I get some true commitment? People talk about me at work and nobody likes me because of this."
"Look… I have a daughter rand I don't want her growing up in two households like I did so I'll stay with my wife until Nessie's out of the nest."
"Yeah well with our luck she'll have another baby and you'll be stuck with her forever. What do you even see in her?"
"I love her Tanya! She's kind and trusting. She's naïve, yes, but that's why I liked her in the first place. You know I fucking hate it when you badmouth my wife. Isn't this bad enough?"
"Baby, Edward…wait. I'm sorry. Please don't go. I won't let her name leave my lips again."
"Good…because the only name I was leaving your mouth for the next hour is mine."
"Edward." She climbed on top of me and kissed me, giving me a view of her breasts. "Edward" She kissed my chin. "Edward" She kissed my neck. "Edward" She kissed my chest. "Edward." She kissed my torso. "Edward" She kissed me just above my erection before coming back up and meeting my lips again.
"You are such a tease."
I flipped her over and entered her briskly. Her warm wetness engulfed me like my own personal ocean in the tropics. There was no need for protection, she was son the pill and I was sure of it. She moaned out, clutching the sheets with one hand and digging her nails into my back with the other. I relished myself in the heaven that was the inside of her. It reminded me somewhat of sex with Bella except she's less wild.
Tanya's walls clenched around my erection, closing in on it.
"Edward! Please don't…Mmmm!
She came and hearing her yell my name is orgasmic bliss got me off so I followed suit. I exploded into her and she locked her legs around my hips. We lay here for several minutes regaining our breath and getting the sensation back into our bodies.
"Edward."
I love the sound of my name leaving her lips. I wonder if Bella is okay?
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