Waking Up
This feels surprisingly familiar. I have no idea where I am, who I am with, or how I got here. I can smell various things, and I think there is a lot of noise around me. WTF?
"Only out for a few seconds this time instead of hours, Bella?"
"Edward shut up." Then it all came back again.
This was going to kill me I swear. I have known the guy for less than one day and he has gotten me to faint twice. Never before him have I even gotten close to fainting.
"Sorry Edward. You surprised me…again."
"Well Bella, you are the one who keeps asking the questions."
The look he was giving me was anything but angry. He seemed more suspicious than anything, and he looked a little worried. Maybe he finally figured out that he was causing me to faint.
"Well you give the weirdest answers. It is almost as if…."
I couldn't go on. Just saying it would tear my heart open. I hadn't told him about my Edward. I hadn't told him everything, and just saying my theory, which I couldn't even really call it a theory because I couldn't even say it out loud, would send him running. Ugh! I needed a drink.
"Hey, anyways what time is it I could use a drink."
"Bella, it is only three o'clock." He sounded like a petulant child.
"Three is the latest I have started drinking in a long time. Don't worry Edward. I am not going to get drunk I just want to take the edge off. Plus it isn't like I am driving or anything. Please!"
"Bella, in the States you aren't even old enough to drink."
"Watch this." I motioned Harold my standard get me a drink and one for my friend here.
"Sure thing Bella." Harold was a good friend he didn't really know about my drinking problem, at least he didn't talk about it.
"See when you have good enough friends there is no drinking age."
The drinks arrived moments later.
"Drink up Eddie boy." He grimaced either from alcohol or the name I am not really sure which. My Edward hated the name Eddie.
"Please don't call me that. I have always hated that name."
Damn it! He is so much like my Edward I am having trouble keeping them separate in my mind. The accent is the only saving grace of this whole situation.
"Edward, say something, please!"
"Bella, how can you drink this vile shit?"
"Edward this tastes good compared to what I normally drink."
"Then why do you drink stuff that doesn't taste good?"
"It makes me feel good. Slight trade off in my opinion."
"Bella, it isn't healthy to drink this much."
"Edward, stop. First off, why do you care about my health? Secondly, why are we talking about my drinking problem again?"
"First and foremost, I think you should take better care of yourself, and secondly you clearly wanted a subject change."
"Not back to my drinking problem. So it's now my turn to try. Why did you come to the States?"
"I want to live here. Something called me back here. I think I may be closer to finding my family even though I am not going to look for them this time. I think fate is going to bring us together. I just have to hope."
I had just finished my drink and to be honest I was exhausted, "Edward can you take me home?"
"Sure Bella. You all right? I think you need some rest."
"Yeah a nice long sleep in my bed will do me wonders."
"Good I'll take you home then and you an take a nap."
"Awesome."
I didn't make it home though. I fell asleep in the car. It was heavenly except I woke up five minutes later with Edward carrying me into my house. Oh, but I was in Edward's arms that was heaven. When he set me down on my bed I almost cried. He didn't realize I had awoken though so he kissed my forehead. It was the most amazing feeling ever. I fell into the best sleep I had had in…well…10 years.
I woke up and didn't know where I was. This kept happening to me. Ugh! It was dark this time. I had an amazing nap. Suddenly the light turned on. It was blinding.
"Fuck where am I?"
"Your apartment."
"Edward?"
"Yes."
"Why are you still here?" I still hadn't opened my eyes due to the offending light.
"Bella, open your eyes."
"Ok…holy shit. What the fuck did you do Edward?"
"Well I didn't want to leave without your phone number, and I wasn't tired so I sort of took the liberty of cleaning up your apartment. Mostly just throwing away empty beer bottles and stuff. Don't be mad?"
He was so cute when he was being shy. I saw my Edward again. I had to brace myself, but surprisingly my heart wasn't aching like it normally did when I thought of him. My heart wasn't tearing apart for now. It was like I had finally been healed. I didn't buy it for a second though any minute my heart would stop teasing me and the dull throb would come back.
"Bella? Is it alright?"
"Oh Edward, Thank you I just haven't gotten around to cleaning for a while. It even smells nice in here that's probably why I could not remember where I was when I woke up. Edward you do need to get some sleep though I mean it's," I looked at my clock. "Edward, it's two in the morning why didn't you leave?"
"Bella, that would risk me never getting to see you again."
What the hell, what kind of emotion is that? I am just the crazy girl who keeps fainting on him. "Ok, Edward you need sleep. I am going to give you my number and then you are going to go home and tomorrow or the next day you will call me all right? I don't want you getting sick because you wanted my phone number." I also didn't want him sick because that would make him feel bad and I was starting to like him.
One Week later
I knew it was too good to be true. Everything in my life is always too good to be true. First Edward, and now Edward does it again. I swear if I ever meet another Edward again it will be the death of me. I mean first he comes and fixes everything in my life in just over 24 hours. Then, I give him a perfectly good telephone number, which he waited hours for and not even a call.
I just wish I knew something about him other then his name. I know vaguely where his hotel is, but I can't even remember the name. I was searching for something any clue as to why he would have left, but I couldn't find one. I mean he should have been scared off by what I said, but if he was wouldn't he have left running like a crazy man instead of carrying me to my bed kissing me to sleep on the forehead and waiting for me to wake up just to get my phone number. Ugh! This man will be the death of me.
I just really wish he would call. He at least knows where I live he could come surprise me. No, excuse there isn't really any excuse.
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