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I OWN NOTHING EVERYTHING BELONGS TO STEPHANIE MEYER
I squeezed my eyes shut not wanting the dream to go away. I dreamt of home. I wanted home. My friends, my mom- as much as we argued sometimes that always made me feel guilty being here. It made me think about how I should treat her allot better than I do now. I sighed and opened them to the world. I squinted as the light shone through the window. Not sun, it was Forks when was it ever sunny here? I pulled myself up and out of bed and glanced at Edward still fully deep in sleep, and I resented him for that. I almost kicked him to wake him up, but then I would then I would have to start my day with him there. Awake. So I just grabbed the blanket of the end of his bed and wrapped myself in it. I waddled downstairs; the blanket was long past my feet so I had to watch my step.
I carried my freshly made coffee into the living room and lay back on the sofa just thinking. I looked at the clock. Nine fifteen. It would probably be around ten when Edward and Dr Carlisle would get up. So I either sat around bored until then...or go back to sleep. I was comfy. So I took the pillow from underneath me and put it under my head. Slowly I finally drifted off.
Something heavy hit I me and my eyes flew open. Edward was sitting on my legs, with my coffee in his hands. I raised an eyebrow questioning him for both.
"You're taking up the entire sofa, and your coffee was getting cold." He shrugged and carried on drinking. I kicked my legs and he shifted so I could take them back. I sat up and looked down at my ringlets. They were still the same from when I was young.
He set my coffee down once he was done with it and shifted over and grabbed some of the blanket too. I just rolled my eyes and gave him the whole thing getting up and going out into the garden for some alone time. Alone meaning away from Edward, Dr Carlisle was out there.
"Hello, sleep well?" He asked from the bench down the bottom.
"Yeah, actually that bed isn't too bad." I nodded. He patted the bench next to him and I sat down.
"So do you think he's grown up yet?" He chuckled.
"Huh?"
"I remember, quite clearly. A little girl once asking me 'do you think Edward willever grow up?'" He mimicked my child like sour voice and I automatically remembered. I laughed and rolled my eyes answering a silent 'no'.
"You'll see one day that he will. Not everyone was an adult since birth." Dr Carlisle stated. Everyone said that I never really was a child. I was a lady in child form. I smiled at the memory as my mother had said while I insisted on pushing the trolley and not hitting a single thing. Proud I had marched home and told Dad. I was only five.
"I think he's more like Peter pan; the boy who will never grow up."
"He will. Edward has already changed a lot since the boy you used to know. I now think of him as a young man."
"A young man?" I repeated. I remembered him three minutes ago sitting on my legs. "I don't see that." I snickered, wondering how he had earned such a title from Carlisle. It had always seemed a hard title to earn.
"One day you will. Suddenly he'll change and out of nowhere he'll seem like a whole different person." Suddenly Edward emerged from the French doors to what looked like put the rubbish out. He opened the bin.
"Man it smells like you in here!" He shouted down the garden obviously that comment was pointed at me. I looked up at Dr Carlisle and raised an eyebrow.
"Okay some boys take longer than others to mature!" Dr Carlisle said hands raised in the air. I laughed and pushed myself of the bench to go get changed buffing past Edward on the way intentionally letting my shoulder hit his with force for the comment he made earlier.
Later on that day:
I had been in Edward's room for about an hour online talking to friends they all said they missed me even though they saw me two days ago. But it was nice to know they hadn't forgotten about me. I opened his door and heard Edward and Dr Carlisle talking downstairs.
"But how do you talk to her like that?" Edward asked.
"She's easy to talk to Edward; if you tried you'd know." Were they talking about me? I could only guess they were.
"She hates me." I almost snickered, he hated me more! He was dead set on making my life a living hell.
"Bella doesn't hate you, you should try being nice." I was glad Dr Carlisle was sticking up for me.
"She would throw it back in my face, I know she hates me." I felt saddened by this. Is this how I came across to him? It almost made me feel guilty. "I don't know how to talk to her. She's a teenage girl! Something I'm terrified of." Haha! A weakness!
"You'll come round and grow up soon enough." I smiled at Dr Carlisle's words. He said the same things to Edward as he did to me.
"I'm already grown up. I'm fourteen." Edward said in a strong voice.
"You have a lot to learn son. You're not a man yet." Dr Carlisle's voice was stern as if, if Edward was a man he would be able to take that. I felt Edward move and head for the stairs. I threw myself on the camp bed and shoved my headphones in my ears just as he entered the room.
"I was just leaving; you can have your room back now." I put my iPod in my pocket. He didn't say a word just came and replaced me on the bed as I stood up. I could tell where my presence wasn't needed so I made my way towards the door as he pulled a book out from under his bed, wiped a hand down his head and started reading. "And Edward?" he looked up quite startled "I don't hate you."
"What?" He asked in confusion, realisation suddenly hit his eyes. He slowly laid the book down onto the sheets.
"I don't hate you." I repeated looking down at my hands.
"You were listening? To the whole time, you were listening?" Oh god, I didn't realise he'd react like this. My cheeks reddened, I shouldn't have said anything. "To a private conversation between a son and his father?"
"Well, I heard my name I had a right to know what you were talking about" I said lamely, I had no argument for this I was completely in the wrong. I shouldn't have listened, I just had to stand there and take everything he flew at me.
"Typical" he said through gritted teeth.
"I beg your pardon?"
"I said typical" He seethed getting up from his bed, I'm actually glad he thought he hated me now! The guys a jackass! "Typical Bella, always listening in, always medalling in on people's lives, you come in here with your attitude just like when we were kids. Strutting around the place, wrecking my fun with Emmet, and you don't even care!" His arms raised in the air then slapped back down to his sides.
"That is so unfair." I stated narrowing my eyes at him "you know I don't have a choice to be here. It's not my fault!"
"See, even your own mother can't stand you being around her." The venom which poured from his mouth stung me like acid. Making my throat swell, making the tears prick which threatened to seep out of their barriers. I gasped coming back for earth turned running down the stairs as fast as I could. Like when we were kids. I grabbed my jacket from the living room pulling it on tugging at the sleeves in frenzy, I probably had it on inside out but I didn't care.
"Bella?" Edward called; I reached for the door and slammed it shut before he could reach me.
Edward and Bella's first proper fight :D
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