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Sorry, sorry, sorry. I know it's been awhile, but i have been busy. Here it is though. Don't worry, you won't be dissapointed. Promise. -- BlueEyes
Carlisle's POV
CAUGHT
"Stop it!" Bella squealed happily as she tried to pull away from me. I wasn't having that.
I pulled her closer and continued to tickle her side as she laughed and squirmed in my arms.
"Ok, ok, really. Please stopped," she gasped between laughs. I did stop, for now anyways. Instead, I just stared down at the angel in my bed with me. We had been laying here together for awhile now, and I knew that soon we would need to get up before the others came home.
But instead of moving to do so, I just stroked her face as she purred in my lap. I surveyed her bare legs which were sprawled behind her. Then I moved up her body to her thighs which were barely covered by my white dress shirt which she had thrown on after we had finished. Her small butt was half covered by thin, lacy underwear that had no doubt been bought for her by Alice.
Her eyes were closed as I continued to move my fingers over her face and her arms were wrapped securely around my waist. I could feel her happiness and contentment.
Our last few weeks together had been crazy and rushed but also sweet and satisfying. It was easier to find time to ourselves than I would have thought. The house has seemed to be rather empty on many occasions lately and I've been home a lot more than usual.
I've enjoyed every minute we've had together more than I probably should. But even with the guilt and risk of getting caught, we still spend all the time we have together and don't have any regrets. Well, at least until after we've parted.
Suddenly, I saw Bella's eyes pop open. She sat up quickly and stared at the window on the left wall.
"What—" I began to ask if something was wrong but she cut me off with the raise of her hand. She ever so slightly turned her head and I saw that she was trying to listen to something outside. I listened too and heard what I must have been too distracted to hear before.
There was definitely someone in the drive way coming towards the house. I flew out of the bed in a flash and started throwing Bella her clothes while simultaneously straitening up the bed.
It was Edward. I knew it, I could smell him. Bella knew it too since she started throwing her clothes on hastily and moving towards the bedroom door.
No, wait. I couldn't just let her leave.
I ran and grabbed her arm. She turned back to me, her eyes frantic.
"What?!" she hissed under her breath. She knew that she had to hurry since it would only a few more seconds before Edward had bounded up to their bedroom to find her.
Instead of saying what I wanted to tell her, I just pulled her to me kissing her gently but firmly. She latched on to me and deepened the kiss before flying from the room with one last look at me.
I was sad to see her go. I could spend hours with her.
I went back to cleaning up the room when I heard the quiet ring of my cell phone from somewhere across the room. I went to get it and wasn't surprised when I saw Esme's name on the Caller ID.
"Hello," I answered coolly. We hadn't been getting along all that well lately. I hardly ever saw her anymore and when I did she was always picking fights with me.
"Carlisle," she answered back in the same tone. "I was just calling to see if you were home from the hospital."
"Yes I am. For right now anyway." I wasn't sure why she was asking since even when I was home she was never around, but even so I wanted her to know that if she did want to see me, she should do so now before I had to leave again.
"Oh, well. That's good," her words were quick and hesitant. "I'll seen you later then."
"Alright," I answered quietly. As she said this I felt a pang of sadness. I missed her. I missed my wife who I've barely seen in days. I wished she were coming home now, but from what she said it seemed like it would be awhile.
"Goodbye…" She paused for a minute before saying her last words. "I love you."
"I love you, too," I said quickly, automatically, but then the line went dead and I didn't even know if she had heard me.
I sighed as I put the phone down on the desk before walking back to the bed. I pulled on my shirt which Bella had thrown haphazardly on the floor in her haste to get out. Once it was buttoned, I noticed it smelled like her.
For a moment I was wrapped up in thoughts of that sweet girl who I cared so much about. How much I adored her and how I still have no idea how she lured me from my wife and work in the past weeks. But she had, and I haven't been happier in years.
I shook my head, as though this would shake the longing thoughts I had for her. I wanted her, now, but couldn't have her until God knows when. This knowledge hurt and I decided I needed a distraction, quick.
I picked up the old, worn book on the bedside table and looked it over. I wasn't in any particular mood to read but I needed to do something to take my mind off things. I couldn't stay in the bedroom though since it reminded me of Bella and all that we had done only minutes before.
I took the book and walked out into the hallway, headed towards my study. As I walked down the hallway, I couldn't help but hear the heated activity coming from behind Edward and Bella's closed door. I didn't want to listen, especially since the very thought of what they were doing brought on a wave of jealousy, but I couldn't stop myself from stopping for a minute to eavesdrop. It was like I had some sick, perverse attraction to their intimacy.
I moved on though, realizing what I was doing was wrong. Also because I couldn't take the sick, twisted feeling in the pit of stomach.
I walked down the hall to my study and pushed open the large wooden door. As the door swung open I saw the familiar sight of my rows and rows of books and my large oak desk along with the plush red chair behind it.
However, there was another sight that was equally familiar but still out of place. Standing with her back to me, looking at something on my desk, was a tall, skinny girl with long dark hair. I knew the face that was on the other side too; knew it by heart.
I recognized her scent immediately and even though I was surprised by the disturbance in my home, the sight that greeted me when she turned was expected. The angular features, the fox-like smirk, and of course the searing blue eyes that stared directly into mine.
She was known for her amazingly brilliant eyes. They supposedly hypnotized all men who looked at her; but that's just a myth.
"Ariana." The word fell from my mouth like an atomic bomb.
"Happy to see me?" Ariana asked brightly. She was obviously happy about something, which more than likely meant trouble for me.
"I wouldn't say that exactly," I replied darkly. It has been years since she came into my life and destroyed everything like a hurricane, with her looks and wiles. Still, I remember it like it was yesterday. Every last detail.
(I should end it here, but I won't; )
"Oh, come on now Carlisle. Don't be that way." She crossed the room to me and put her face right up to mine so she could speak right in my ear. "You know you love me. How could you not?"
"I could think of a few reasons," I said pushing her away and storming over to my desk. I sat my book down before bracing my hands on top, my back to Ariana.
"The past is the past," she said lightly. "And all of that," she emphasized the word as if it summed up everything we went through, "is definitely in the past."
I was fuming now. Her blasé attitude and easy going manner was really making me mad. Why is she here anyway? How did she get in without anyone knowing? I guess I was more distracted than I thought.
As if reading my mind, like always, her next comment hit me where it hurt.
"Besides you seem to be moving on to the future…with quite a few members of your precious family." I could practically hear the smirk in her voice.
I turned to her now. "That is none of your business," I almost yelled, thrusting my finger at her. Still she smiled.
"No, really, I think she's cute," Ariana's beautiful voice went on, speaking of Bella. "A little young for you, kind of naive, but cute nonetheless. She's perfect for Edward, but I guess you really don't care about that."
"Ariana, you have no business here. You need to leave," I said firmly.
"I bet Esme loves her," she went on, ignoring me.
"That's it, get out. Leave." I grabbed her arm and pulled her to the doorway.
"Ok, ok," she said reasonably, pulling away from me. "No need to get rough," her eyes flitted over my body with a mischievous look, "But then again, you always liked it rough."
With that I practically threw her out the door.
"Fine, I'll go," she said, turning to from out in the hallway. I stood in the doorway of the study, glaring at her as she spoke her last words. "But don't forget, I know you better than almost anyone else. Better than your wife, and definitely better than your little whore, Bella."
I was about to rip her throat out at this point. I really would do it, too. I hate her, more than I've ever hated anyone or anything.
"I know everything. And I'm not going anywhere." With those final words, she turned to go down the stairs and leave. As I watched her go, I realized that things were about to get a lot more complicated. Ariana is the girl that spreads misery wherever she goes. And you know what they say about misery loving company.
Nothing will ever be the same.
