From Now On We are Enemies

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Better Summary: Edward and Bella are both human, they have never met. Until one crappy day. How the hell does that happen? Who knows. But what will happen? Now there's a story...Give it a go! Rated T for swearing. Mostly BPOV.

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Chapter Two-Hot Intruder, say what?

I straightened up immediately, nearly getting whiplash. As soon as I stood to my full height of 5'5, I still had to look up at the 6 foot something man, my eyes contacting with his. All I saw was the most appealing shade of green.

"It's you!" I managed to splutter, pointing a finger into his very well formed chest. "Beyond-Gorgeous-Black-Coffee-Six-Sugars guy!"

His instant defensible stance softened and he leant on the doorframe, his expression very amused. "Beyond-Gorgeous-Black-Coffee-Six-Sugars guy?" he questioned, in that voice of his that made me want to throw myself on him.

Then I remembered what he was doing and how he had split scalding coffee down my shirt. I shook my head quickly at him.

"Why the hell are you in my apartment? And why was the door locked? Are you stealing things? Where's Alice? Have you tied her up in the bathroom? Have you hurt her? You spilt coffee on me, you Jackass!" I babbled, unable to make sense of everything.

And all he did was laugh. Stand there, in the doorway of my apartment and laugh his head off. This was far from funny!

"Would you answer me?" I asked loudly, my hands on my hips like a spoilt child. This day was not going well and I was acting like a total child in front of this guy. Fantastic.

He immediately sobered up, shooting me a crooked grin that made my heart melt to useless goo. I stumbled a little but not enough for him to notice. Damn this guy. I was not going to fall at his feet like Jessica or Angela.

"Okay, Okay. Take a chill pill, Bella." He said and grinned at me again but I was too angry with this guy for telling me to calm down to be physically crippled.

"Hey, mister don't-Wait, Bella?" I asked, suddenly clocking onto him saying my name. How did he know that? There wasn't anything in the apartment to tell him my name, was there? We had only just moved in. Oh, this was so confusing.

"That is you're name right?" He asked as a single bronze eyebrow rose. "If not, then I'm afraid you're not allowed to come in."

And he burst into laughter again.

What is with this man, seriously? I mean, he laughs at his own jokes, he knows he is beyond perfect, he spills coffee on someone and doesn't apologise. What a stupid pretty boy.

I ignored him and pushed past him, shuddering as I felt myself tingle as my body touched his. How cheesy.

As soon as I stepped onto the wooden floor of Alice's and my apartment, I looked around suspiciously. Nothing had changed, apart from a perfect ass shape imprinted into the seat of the leather sofa, the TV was on with a spot removal ad playing, the curtains were pulled and the lamp was switched on.

I hurried over to small kitchen in the corner of the room and inspected the cupboards and the fridge. That was usually where the male species went first, right?

There was Alice's diet crap arranged perfectly on one row, my partially healthy foods and drink on another and then my utter yummy, rubbish food. Everything was in its right place and as untouched as it was this morning.

I scuttled back into the main part of the room and over to Alice's huge vintage cabinet pressed against one wall. I pulled back drawers to see if any of our junk had been rifled through, stolen or touched. Nothing had been.

"Whatcha looking for, darling?" A warm breath cascaded into my ear making me shiver and two strong arms encased me, large pale hands grabbing onto the cabinet on either side of me. I turned in small space to gaze defiantly up at him.

It scared me at how close he was, our noses were nearly touching and their was only a narrow column of air between our bodies. I could just imagine the Headlines now; Girl killed against a cabinet by an insanely handsome man.

Okay, I'm never going to be a journalist.

"Who are you?" I answered his question with my own whispered one. I was starting to be freaked out now.

He paused for a moment, freeing a hand so he could dramatically scratch his stubble free chin as I stood there, awkwardly blushing an unappealing beetroot red.

"As you've asked so politely I think I can answer that. I am Edward Anthony Cullen. I'm 24 years old. My favourite colour is Brown. I'm a Gemini, on the cusp of being a Cancer. I'm single. I used to work as a Publisher before I was fired and lost my apartment. In addition, I'm now living with you and dear Alice. That answer your question, alright darling?"

I shook my head soundlessly, my brain whirring at a hundred times it's normal speed as I tried to process this information. Most of it was pointless.

"E-Edward C-Cullen?" I stuttered after a pregnant silence. He smirked and gave a nod his head.

I took a couple of gasping breaths before speaking again. "As in Alice Cullen? As in you're related to my best friend?" I asked, before suddenly ducking under his arm.

I promptly tripped over air and crashed to the floor, my head bouncing off the wood. Arms encircled my waist and pulled me up. I pulled away immediately, blushing profusely once again as I rubbed at my head.

"Clumsy little thing, aren't we? And yes, I'm related to Alice. She's my sister." he spoke as we both took an automatic step from each other. Alice had another brother? That couldn't be right.

Alice was my sister from another mister. She was un-twin. We were complete opposites but the same person.

She was short, skinny, tanned, with bright blue eyes and inky, short, spiked black hair. I was much taller, a few pounds over curvy, milky pale, with chocolate brown eyes and long, silky hair to match. She was fashion obsessed and confident, whereas I was the bookworm, shy type but we were two halves making up one whole person.

We shared everything and knew everything about each other. I knew her lovely parents, she knew mine. I knew her past and she knew mine. She knew my pet hates and my loves and I knew hers. She knew I was an only child and I knew she had one awesome brother, Emmet, but I didn't bloody well know she had another!

"Eddie? Bells?" We both turned to away from each other to the doorway to where the Pixie herself stood.

"Yes?" Beyond-Gorgeous-Black-Coffee-Six-Sugars guy-I mean Edward and I said at the same time. We looked at each other, sharing a rather cringe-worthy moment.

"You've met finally met each other! I'm so happy." Alice said with a large smile on her face that made all the anger I had directed towards her melt away slowly. I glanced sideways at Edward and saw his goofy grin. I held back a giggle.

She had that effect on people.

She looked between us suspiciously but bounced forward anyway to embrace Edward and then me. As soon as she came to me, I whispered into her ear,

"Al, we need to talk." in the most serious voice I could muster.

She held me at arms-length and examined me critically. "Of course we do, honey! All about your first day at work-Hey! Is that coffee over your new shirt?" she suddenly squealed, a look of such horror on her face.

I glanced down self-consciously. "Well, the girls at work tried to clean it best they could but most of it had settled in." I looked back up at her and saw her nearly in tears. Yes, she was that obsessed with clothes. So much so, that she treated them like her family.

She shook her head and ran a hand through her perfect hair as she slowly sat down on the couch.

"You ass." I said out of the corner of my mouth to Edward who stood beside me awkwardly.

"I didn't know she'd react like this, did I?"

"Well you are her brother."

"I didn't even know she bought you the bloody shirt! I didn't even know you were the Bella she always talked about. And Bells? As in the plural of a ringing instrument?"

"Whatever, Eddie." I simply replied and went over to sit beside my best friend, putting an arm around her waist.

I needed to find out what was going on in her crazy mind. I wasn't a mind-reader.

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"I got a call from Jasper saying that someone had upset you and that you were sent home early, but you were sitting in the storeroom with your colleagues. Therefore, I instantly went to leave the apartment. But Eddie was outside the door asking if he could stay." Alice finished, taking a large sip from her coffee and innocently batting her eyelids at me. That couldn't be good.

"And you haven't told me about him, why exactly?" I asked, looking away from her so I wouldn't fall for her ploy. I crossed my legs over and shifted against the leather.

"Him? Wow, talk about flattering." Edward murmured from beside me. I turned to glare at him.

"I didn't tell you about him because I haven't been in contact with him for a while." She said quietly, watching him.

He reached over me with a smile directed only at her. It wasn't a casual, crooked grin; it was a smile full of love and apologies. It made me want to cry, to be honest but then I remembered I was an angry young woman.

There were definitely some unresolved things going down between them, though.

"Eh, I'll just go into my room." I said, quickly. I pulled myself up, sliding under their handgrip awkwardly.

"Again, I am sorry Bella." Alice called after me, as I scuttled across the floor to my bedroom.

"Yeah, me too, Bells." Edward spoke in such a patronising voice, it made me want to strangle him with my own two hands.

"I'd rather you not call me that, Cullen." I said just as I reached my door.

"Which one of us is old Swannie talking about?" was the last thing I heard from his mouth before I closed he door behind me.

I threw myself onto my bed and pulled my old, battered copy of Wuthering Heights out of the chest of drawers beside my bed.

By the looks of things, I was going to be in here for a while.

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Bleh! It's rather short! Sorry guys but you know, what can you do =D And my laptops broken so I might not upload another chapter for a while =( But don't give up on me!

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