Woooooo! Here's chapter three! Sorry it took so long, I've had a bit of a tough week. BUT! -stikes a pose- I shall push onward. ONWARD I SAY!
Er... Sorry. It's 1:04 am and I get a little loopy when I'm tired. Oh well. I'm an insomniac, anyway.
Can you guys do something for me? I wan't you to check out insanity's child's story Where The Tide Takes You. She hasn't got much out yet, but it looks promising, and plus I'm her beta! I know I haven't met all the requirements for it, but she asked, and I couldn't turn her down! So if you had some extra time, I'm sure she'd love some feedback. It really is a good looking story, and I got a sneak peek at a future scene (which I can't wait for) that I know you guys would love.
Speak of LOOOOOOVE, I put some major fluff into this. Ha. I thought you guys deserved it. ANyway, enough babbling. Onward!
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BPOV
I stood in front of my sink, slowly circling the brush around a plate. Charlie had went off down to La Push to spend time with Billy, and Edward had to do something at home, so I was currently alone in my small house. I didn't really mind.
As I rinsed the plate I had been washing, I started to hum a song I had fell in love with last week at my dance class. And speaking of dance class, my enthusiasm was slowly starting to run down a bit for it. Not that I didn't like it now, it was just…. It hurt. All the twisting, turning, and jumping wasn't something my muscles were used to. After three classes in one week it was finally starting to catch up with me.
But I couldn't complain all that much. I could already tell I had more energy every day, and my hips were much more flexible. I decided to prove that fact to myself, by giving them a little twist as I opened my mouth and started to sing the song I had been humming.
"Shawty had them Apple Bottom Jeans, boots with the fur. The whole club was looking at her. She hit the floor. Next thing you know, shawty got low, low, low, low, low, low, low, low." As I sang, I swiveled down like Rosalie had taught me. Then I popped back up, rinsed another plate and picked up a cup.
"Them baggy sweat pants, and the Reeboks with the straps. She turned around and gave that big booty a smack." I snapped my hip to the side with a small laugh. "She hit the floor. Next thing you know, shawty got low, low, low, low, low, low, low, low." When I came back up, two cold arms wrapped around my waist, and I gasped, nearly dropping the cup I had in my hand.
I heard a chuckle beside my ear as my angel spoke. "Is that what Rosalie and Alice have been teaching you?" He shook his head with a sigh, and I had to laugh.
"No, that's just what I saw people doing on TV. I was bored give me break! Soapy dishes aren't exactly exciting." I was surprised with myself; since when can I lie that well? Maybe it was because I couldn't see his face yet. But at any rate, he bought it.
"Bella, Bella, Bella." He nuzzled my neck, causing shivers to do down my spine. "I thought you should know better than to let today's society taint your mind." He kissed my hair, pulling me closer. "But still…" He lowered his head to whisper in my ear, "That was absolutely enticing."
My cheeks burned and I bit my lip, trying to hold back a yelp. He barked a laugh, feeling the sudden heat on my face. He gave me a quick squeeze before letting me go to lean against the counter beside me, watch my face. His was perfectly angelic, a light smile tugging at his lips. I felt a small stab of pain at his absolute perfect as I often did.
"So," he began, his voice melting my previous jitters, "I was wondering if you'd like to do something with me today."
I raised a brow, setting the now clean cup aside and scrubbing a few forks. "And what might that be?" I knew it was pointless; I would go anywhere he wanted me to, as long as he was with me.
He obviously had the same thoughts, because he laughed his angel's laugh and tapped the tip of my nose with one of his long, white fingers. "I was thinking our meadow, actually. It looks nice out." At his words, we both glanced out the window above the sink. I smiled; he was right. Those few clouds couldn't last long.
"Alright! Just give me a minute to finish up here," I gestured to the last few dishes," and change into something else and we can leave."
Edward laughed lightly and let his lips graze my jaw. "You go ahead and change. I'll finish these."
I frowned. "No, don't worry, I'll just be a minute." Despite my words, he rolled his eyes and hip checked me to the side, easily prying the brush out of my soapy fist. "Just go change, Bella."
I sighed at his persistence, but obeyed and ran up the stairs, taking them two at a time. Alice had obviously seen this particular outing coming; I had an outfit readily laid on my bed, waiting to be worn. I put it on hastily, not really knowing what it was. I ran to the bathroom, putting my hair into a low ponytail, slightly off center so it flowed down the front of my top. I took the time to observe my outfit.
It was simple, yet undeniably cute, as Alice was always able to pull off. It was a plain deep blue tank top and worn-out black skinny jeans, and a light, sleeveless white zip-up hoodie over that. But I had to admit, it looked good. I nodded to my reflection and headed back down stairs, trying to be quiet. Of course it must have sounded like a stampede to him, but his back was turned to me as I entered the kitchen.
He was taking his sweet time in finishing the last of the dishes, but I was able to get a good look at him from where I stood, leaning against the door jam. He was singing a song, one I had heard before, and his voice made the lyrics all the more beautiful.
"And I don't want the world to see me, 'cause I don't think that they'd understand. And when everything's made to be broken, I just want you to know who I am."
I let out a small sigh at how well the song fit him. How I managed to end up with such a beautiful, perfect, tortured creature I'll never know. But I loved him, and he loved me, and that was all that mattered. The delicate gold ring on my finger proved that. Over time I had come to actually be somewhat excited about getting married. About becoming Mrs. Edward Cullen.
He turned at my sigh and smiled my favorite crooked smile. Trying to get my thoughts back in order, I focused on what he was wearing. His pants weren't that different from mine. Tight fitting, black, and a few spots where they were almost torn through. His shirt was also a bit tight fitting, also black with a deep v-neck. The outfit was even simpler than mine, but it looked so beautiful on him, the darkness of the fabric against the white of his skin, that it knocked the breath right out of me.
He walked over to me and took me in his arms, kissing my forehead. "You look nice," he said, the smile obvious in his voice. I laughed.
"Not even nearly as nice as you, though." I wiggled a little out of his embrace so I could look up at him, my head nearly bent all the way back. He sighed and was about to make a comment, once again on how I didn't see myself clearly, but I cut him off with a quick kiss.
"How about we get going?" I suggested. He sighed, releasing all of me but one hand, before leading me out the door and to his car.
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I was quite content to lay there with him, my head resting on his chest, and he stroking my hair softy. I could have stayed like that for hours. The embrace brought back a small sense of déjà vu, and I giggled, remembering the first time he brought me here. He chuckled as well, the sound rumbling through his chest.
"What is suddenly so funny, love?" He asked, his tone lazy and at ease. He was enjoying out time together just about as much as I was. I flipped onto my stomach, leaning on my elbows. My voice was excited as I spoke.
"Do remember when we first met, and when I found out?" I asked eagerly. He gave me a knowing look before turning on his side.
"How in the world could I forget?" He laughed. I smiled brightly.
"It's kind of weird, now, to think that far back." I gazed into the forest, not really seeing anything. My mind was elsewhere. "We've come a long way." I said with a sigh. Edward gave me the tiniest of smiles and leaned over to kiss my forehead.
"We certainly have." He stared at my face for a long moment before he spoke again. "I remember the first time I spotted you across the cafeteria." He chuckled. "That reminds me. You were looking like you were deep in thought the first time I looked up. What were you thinking?" He played with my hair as he spoke.
I pouted, trying to remember that far back. Had it really so long since I first saw him? It felt like ten lifetimes. "If I remember correctly, I was trying to decided who was the most beautiful of your family. It was between you and Rosalie." I smirked up at him teasingly. "Rosalie won."
He raised a brow, and then smiled wickedly. I suddenly found myself pressed onto the slightly damp grass, and angel hovering over me, his bronze hair tickling my forehead as he smiled at me. "Oh really, now?" He didn't give me time to answer.
When he finally pulled away from my lips, it took a few good seconds to remember what I was going to say. Ah, that was it. "Nope. She's not even close." I placed my hand on the back of his neck and yanked his face back to mine. He didn't seem to mind, but after the time I expected him to pull away, I was surprised when he didn't. He only lifted his lips for a short second so I could gasp in some air and then kissed me senseless. I felt his hand reach down, slithering under my shirt. He brushed his cold fingertips across the skin of my hip, and I shivered.
Of course, it was then that he finally pulled away, pushing himself off me to lie on his back. His breathing was almost as raged as mine.
It was a few minutes before I turned my head to look at him. He was starring at me, a sly smile on his lips. I laughed, but the sound was still shaky.
"What is it?"
He chuckled, the sound low in his chest. "Oh, nothing." But it was far from nothing. It was the absolute last thing I expected.
Edward reached over; placing his hands on either side of my waist, and did the unthinkable.
He tickled me.
"E-Edward…. (giggle) S-s-s-top it! I'm serious!" I exploded into fits of laughter. Edward just smiled brilliantly and kept going, his fingers digging into my sides.
After a while, he decided to call a truce. I sat on the meadow floor, gasping as I spoke. "That was so unfair."
He snickered. "But it was fun."
"For you!"
His expression softened and he lifted my chin up to kiss me chastely. "That's exactly what I meant."
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APOV
We all fell to the floor, giggling and gasping. Bella stopped long enough to say, "Oh my goodness, you guys, that was awesome!"
I barked out a laugh. "Totally! I can't believe how good we've gotten! You especially, Bella. That was H-O-T-T!!"
Rosalie nodded, still trying to stop laughing. Bella was the first to try and get up. Her balance couldn't last long, I knew that much. She started to fall, and neither Rosalie or I did anything to stop it. Bella let out a cry.
And then, inches from the ground, she stopped. She looked up into the eyes of her savior, and a gasp escaped her lips as a dark crimson stained her cheeks.
"Oh, god…"
I cackled wickedly, rubbing my palms together. Ohhhhhhh, this was rich. To easy. Jasper came up beside me and placed a hand on my shoulder.
"What did you see?" He asked nervously, put off by my sudden mood of mischief.
"Oh, nothing." I sang as I skipped towards to door. I had to speak with Rosalie.
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Ha. Foreshadowing. Ohhhhh, I'm good. And what's coming next? Recitle reluctence and a peeved Edward! Oh my!
Till next chapter!
-Brandalyn.
