AN:
Ok, so I've been sitting at my computer right, just minding my own business and trying to write some random crap for my vce solo in drama when I decide to open my Hotmail and check for messages. I was soon greeted by some really nice people who wanted to know how the story between Edward and Bella goes. Well, here's the next chapter for those of you who wanted to know. Maybe some other people will read and like it too… and maybe, if I'm lucky, they'll review and tell me what they think :D
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P.S. – Yes – I AM kicking it off with Edward's POV – for the first time ever. Enjoy.
Chapter one
[epov]
"Good morning Eddie!" I groaned as a pair of arms wrapped around my middle from behind and squeezed "Did you sleep well?" I rolled my eyes and shook her off, sitting up so that the blankets of my bed pooled in my lap. I groaned again and ran my sweaty hand over my face, trying to ignore the girl who sat up beside me, not even bothering to cover her bare chest or lap. "Eddie?"
"What?" I snapped groggily. No, I was not a morning person; especially when I was suffering a bad hangover from sculling alcohol like water the previous night – I s'pose that's why I have an annoying blonde sitting in my bed.
"Aren't you going to give me a 'good-morning' kiss, Eddie?" I turned in disgust and met the deep blue eyes or the blonde. She was kind of pretty I suppose. I've done worse in my drunken states – But I'd definitely done better too.
"Oh God" I began wearily. This was the worst part of the whole experience – getting her to leave! "Ok, look Janey-"
"-Katie!"
"-Katie then… I had fun and all last night but – well, you know" I watched her innocent expression quickly turn into a scowl. She huffed and threw back the blanket completely, standing up stark naked and pointing down at me with narrowed eyes and a shaking index finger.
"You lying bastard!" she screamed "You filthy, sleazy, lying bastard-"
"I never lied" I cut in calmly, leaning back against the headboard with my hands clasped behind my head "I told you I'm not a one woman guy"
"You said I was special!" She cried. Tears started to roll down her cheeks. I suppressed an eye roll. Please, don't even try pulling that… "You said it Eddie!"
"I said you were special not the one" I explained. I stretched my arms up as she heaved in anger beside my bed. She continued to glower down at me for a while longer before she grabbed her dress off the floor, roughly pulling it on over her head and stalking over to the door. Suddenly it flew open.
I heard a booming laugh. Emmett – my flat mate.
"Fuck Edward!" Emmett yelled as Janey – Katie – stormed past him in a huff, "Could you at least put a tie on the door or something when you bring your gang bangs home?"
"Gang bang would imply that we both slept with her" I informed him with amusement, reaching down to the floor for my boxers "She was what I call a fuck'n'duck" Emmett laughed
"Whatever. Sounds like you two had a good time. I could hear you guys over my own bimbo – and she was a howler"
"That's not very nice" I joked. Jasper – my other flat mate – appeared in the doorway beside Emmett. He took in the scene as I pulled on my boxers under the covers of my bed and clicked his tongue in disapproval.
"Seriously man" he hissed "This is sick. How old exactly are you two?"
"Young enough my friend" Emmett grinned "Young enough"
"You guys sicken me" Jasper remarked, but he sported his trademark smirk as he said it "Well, I'll leave you two boys to it then… I've gotta go to work. You know, like the grown up I am" He left with a careless wave over his shoulder. Emmett waited until he was out of sight before flipping him the finger.
"Grown up my ass" he mumbled with good humour before turning back to me
"Whatever Em" I yawned "Get ready. We've got shit to do today"
"Like what?" He asked, as I threw back the bed sheets and walked over to my dresser.
"Like taking Buddy to the vet" He moaned
"That's today?"
"Yes Emmett, today" I glared at him "He's supposed to get his stitches out today. Remember?"
"He's your dog" Emmett groaned "Why the hell have I got to come?"
"- because you're the one who a dog in the first place. I have just taken over owner-ship because you're a child and I'm-"
"A man whore?"
"Fuck me, Emmett!"
"That's what she said" He ran out of the room yelping as I threw a random sneaker at his head. I sighed.
This was going to be a long day.
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Buddy was sleeping soundly in his basket when I stepped into the lounge room, pulling my t-shirt over my head.
"Hey, Bud" I called from across the room. His head lifted groggily. He, much like me, was not a morning person [/dog in his case] either. I whistled however and he soon got up, stretching his legs out behind him before walking over to me and sitting in front of my feet, his tail wagging in contentment. I squatted down and scratched behind his ears. I smiled.
"Who'd a good boy?" I whispered. His tongue flopped out and he panted, pushing his head against my hand in affection.
See? I thought, who needs a relationship when you have a companion like this. Buddy never asks me about my feelings or shit like that.
"Edward, if I have to be dragged along to the vet with you than you better get the mutt in the car" I turned and growled in his direction. Mutt! Very nice Emmett – not.
"C'mon Bud" I ordered. He stood up and shook his body as if I'd just given him a bath. His long golden fur showed signs of dirt and I wondered if Jasper had taken him out for a late night walk last night. I knew from the many walks I took Buddy on that he loved to show off to people by rolling in filth – and I mean filth.
The horn from Emmett's car honked.
"I'm coming!" I yelled. I clipped Buddy onto his leash and led him out to the car where Emmet made me put a throw rug across his seat for fear of him leaving fur all over his precious baby.
"It's leather" I exclaimed "It's easy enough to clean!"
"Then I don't want him scratching up the seats" He dodged, starting the car. Buddy yawned loudly in the back seat and settled down for a nap.
Buddy has recently hurt himself when we went to the dog park. Buddy and I were partners in crime usually. He'd attract the girls and I in return would ensure that there was plenty of ass for him to sniff. Dog ass of course. Human ass would be just – weird. But I wasn't paying him enough attention last time as I was chatting up a pretty red head over by the playground. Buddy decided that that would be the perfect time for him to pull loose and run for the garbage bin and jump. Or course, neither of us knew that the edge of the bin was quite sharp and he ended up ripping a bit of his stomach open on it. Hence the stitches. He was pretty well behaved with the stitched though. He didn't try to scratch them or anything. He's a pretty laid back dog. He must get it from Jasper. That guy steals him enough of the time. You'd think we had shared custody or something.
"There" Emmett sulked, putting his car into park out the front of the vet "Now do what you need to and hurry up!" I rolled my eyes. Buddy seemed relieved to get out of Emmett's car. He probably sensed the resentment or something. With Emmett – puppies are cute but full grown dogs are just too much.
The bell above the door tinkled when I walked in. There were plenty of people in here today. Almost all the seats were taken and the air was filled with the calls of various grumpy and possibly hostile animals. I walked past a poodle who tried to take a nip at me. I yelped. The old woman who held the dog's leash glared at the animal.
"Fifi! Behave yourself!" The little dog growled up at me. I quickly moved on. I swore that Buddy had a smirk on his face as he walked past the poodle who cowered in fear when he looked at it.
Smug bastard.
I rang the bell at the desk. I was rewarded by an uproar of barks and meows, all from animals who apparently did not like the sound one bit. Buddy sat quietly and well mannered by my feet. He certainly knew how to make the other animals look bad. I waited a while. No one came to the desk.
"Hello?" I called. I peered around the waiting room. No one paid me any mind or told me where the vets were. I groaned. "Hello?" Frustrated, I turned away from the desk, pulling at Buddy's leash. I heard a small yelp behind me and suddenly I was on the floor with a warm body lying on top of me. I opened my eyes and stared into the dark brown hair of a girl. She muttered an apology and tried to move off of me. As she turned I found myself peering into deep brown eyes. Buddy barked beside me. I looked over at him. The leash, which I had been holding previously, had fallen out of my hand and now lay beside me. I followed the line with my eyes and figured out that he must have wound his way around the girl's feel behind my back and that I must have tripped her up by tugging on the leash.
Wow Cullen. How cartoon-ey can you get?
"Are you ok?" I asked cautiously, unsure as to whether or not I should prepare for an outburst. The girl shook her head as if to right herself.
"I'm fine" She mumbled "Happens all the time" She tried without success to untangle Buddy's leash from her feet.
"Here, I'll help" I offered.
"I can do it!" she retorted, trying to bat my hand away. I ignored her, unwinding the leather from her shoes and ankle before standing up. I extended a hand down to her. She rolled her eyes and ignored it, standing up herself and brushing off the back of her jeans. She turned to me fully now. I quickly noted her appearance. She was very attractive. Much more so than Ja–Katie was, even while naked. Her skin was very pale and unblemished and her lips were deep in colour although she clearly wore no lip gloss. I could tell.
"You sure you're ok?" I grinned. She huffed and forced a smile which screamed irritation.
"Positive" She stormed away from me, petting Buddy on the head briefly as she passed and disappeared out into the back of the office. I gapped down at Buddy who sat there with what I would call a shit-eating grin.
"You think you're so smooth don't you?"
Yes. I was jealous of my dog.
"Buddy?" A female voice called from the office "Is there a Buddy here?" I looked up.
"That's me-" I began before awkwardly casting a look down at my dog "or rather he is" I came face to face with the same girl again, who had now thrown a white lab coat over her brown sweater, leaving it unbuttoned. She rolled her eyes and gestured to the door to the left.
"Come through"
Gladly I thought. I tugged Buddy along behind me. Fifi seemed to sense that we were leaving and took the opportunity to take a fake lunge towards Buddy, knowing that he wouldn't actually bite him - just startle him. Buddy quickened his pace beside me. I smirked.
Who's wearing the shit-eating grin now?
Well there's the next chapter. If ya like, there are some more T rated stories on my page for Twilight which are still in the working. If you haven't read them, they should tide you over until I update again :D
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