After another lengthy discussion with the Cullen family as to when I would start recording, and when they hoped to try and get a single into the radio circuit, Charlie, Jacob, Leah and I were off back home, where Billy, Jacob's father and Dad's partner, was apparently waiting with a surprise for me.
As we walked through the door to the small three-bedroomed triple storey we owned {the ground floor held the kitchen and living area, the second had Dad and Billy's room as well as a bathroom and the study, and the topmost floor held my room, Jake's room, a huge bathroom which we shared and our games room/music room} Billy wheeled himself around the corner with a box in his lap. Billy Black was in a car accident almost fourteen years ago which killed his wife and paralysed him from the waist down. Since he and my dad started dating, he's been getting special rehabilitation treatments and was almost able to walk on his own around the house. When no one else was home though, or it was only me there, he would use his chair, seeing as there would be no one of decent strength to help him back up if he fell.
"Hi Billy," I said as I ran over to hug him. I treated him like a second father. Billy laughed as he hugged me back, rubbing a hand up and down my back. "How are you feeling?"
"Not bad thanks Bella. How did things go?" I had only briefly informed him before we left for the Cullen's of what was happening. I just opened my mouth to respond when Charlie cut in.
"She'll tell you tonight at dinner. I booked a table at Old Quil's place for seven," he responded, and I let out a squeal. Old Quil's diner was where my passion for music started years ago with an open mic night – an event of which I had been a part of ever since. Charlie and Billy smiled at me before heading off to the kitchen, taking the box with them. He'll probably give it to me at dinner, I thought, as I grabbed one of Jake's and one of Leah's hands, leading them up the stairs.
"So, I'm feeling that a little congratulation is in order," Leah said as we entered my room, Jake kicking the door shut behind us. I pretended not to know what she was talking about as I quirked an eyebrow, dropping her hand and placing both of mine on my hips.
"Oh don't look at me like that," she pouted, Jacob's hands pulling mine from my hips and lightly pulling the hem of my shirt higher up my torso.
"Well, how am I supposed to look?" I asked innocently, knowing this was a game Leah loved to play with me. I felt Jacob's large hands trailing over my ribs as Leah leaned in, kissing my lips lightly before dropping to her knees and placing a delicate kiss directly above the waistband of my loose fitting skirt. I was growing impatient at the lack of action after only five minutes passed; five minutes of Jake rubbing the skin of my hips, and Leah resting her head against the expanse of skin that was showing on my stomach. "Could you please do something?"
I know I was acting completely out of my role for this particular situation, but all I wanted was to feel someone's lips on my own, and for someone to relieve the tension which was building in the base of my stomach. Jacob let out a light chuckle as he swiftly pulled my shirt up and over my head, before spinning me around in his arms and crashed our lips together. My hands slid down his hard torso to the bottom of his t-shirt, my impatience getting the better of me as I ripped the cottony material off his strong muscles, throwing the scraps onto the floor haphazardly. I pulled my kiss-swollen lips away from his, beginning a trail of kisses over his jaw and down his neck, marking him with a love-bite on the juncture of his neck and his shoulder, one that would surely flourish into a purplish bruise by the evening.
As I continued to pepper kisses over Jacob's lush, russet skin, I felt my skirt sliding off my lips, and bare skin pressed against my back. Leah had obviously discarded her tank and her bra, and I let go of Jacob's skin, swivelling in his arms once more, before taking Leah's lips into a passion filled kiss. My hands slid down her chest as I took her perfect breasts into them, my thumbs rubbing over her already tight nipples as my fingers caressed the soft skin that surrounded the dark buds. As I deepened the kiss even more, thrusting my tongue into her moist cavern, I felt the tightness of my bra slacken and fall to the floor. Thank god for strapless push-up bra's. The next thing I heard, considering all that filled my ears were the soft moans from Leah's lips as I dropped to me knees and took one of her pert nipples into my mouth, was the soft 'thunk' that meant Jake had dropped his jeans. I slid my hands over Leah's taught torso, slipping them under the hem of her cotton mini-shorts as I dragged them and the scrap of material that she called panties off her legs.
My lips left her nipple and honed in on the wetness that lay between her thighs, the wetness I knew that was mirrored in my own panties. As I thrust my tongue into her hot centre, alternating it with swirling the tip around her swollen clitoris, I heard both her and Jake's breathing increase; Leah's from passion, Jacob's from arousal. As I bit down on her clit at the same time as I thrust my fingers into her, she came hard and long, coating both my fingers and lips in her sweet juices. I pulled away after licking all her juices from her swollen lips, cleaning off my fingers as I stood up. Jake whipped me around and pulled my lips to his in a soft kiss, tasting Leah's juices on my tongue and lips.
"She's delicious, don't you think?" I whispered to him, before he let out a groan and pushed me onto the bed, which I didn't even realise we had drifted towards. I laid on my back, sprawled out for all the world to see, not realising until that moment that Leah, or Jake for that matter, had removed my panties at some point, and I was now showing my goods to my bedroom. I closed my eyes as I scooted a little further up the bed, so that my head rested on the pillows. I felt the weight on the mattress change as Jacob knelt next to my head, his proud erection standing to attention resting lightly by my cheek. I rolled onto my side, taking him into my mouth inch by inch at a torturously slow pace. I had managed to take all of him into my mouth, which was no easy feat seeing as he was well endowed, when he pushed on my shoulder. I released his cock with a light 'pop', before bringing my bottom lip between my teeth and biting lightly, gazing up into his chocolate eyes.
"I want to be buried deep in your pussy when I come," he growled out, sliding down my body so his hips were level with mine. With no warning, he thrust himself to the hilt inside of me, hitting a spot so deep within me, it sent me into instant convulsions as my orgasm washed over me in powerful waves, so strong I felt a few tears leak from my eyes.
"Keep going," I whispered, noting Jacob's hesitation as he saw the tears running over my cheeks. He began to move within me, grunting almost animalistically as I subconsciously clenched around me. I began to wonder where Leah had run off to, until I felt soft lips caressing my clit as Jake continued thrusting into me, squeezing my breasts in his large hands. With the combined efforts of Jake's cock moving deep within me and the sensation of teeth grazing the sensitive tissue of my clitoris, I came so hard I almost blacked out, milking Jacob as he came within me in long, warm spurts. I pressed my head back into the pillows as Jake collapsed on top of me, rolling off to the side as he gently pulled out, my body missing the feeling of being filled. Leah crawled up my other side and rested her head on my chest as I closed my eyes, weariness taking over. I began lazily stroking her hair as Jacob did the same for me, which sent me off to sleep in a matter of minutes.
I woke with a start as I felt the weight of the bed shift. Leah rushed over to me and pressed her lips to mine, instantly calming me. "Why did you leave the bed?"
"Remember we're going out for dinner at seven? Well, it's just passed six, and I know that we'll all be needing a shower if we want to keep Charlie and Billy of our cases," Jake replied from the doorway, where he was standing in just his boxers. I nodded in response as he and Leah left for their joint shower – it didn't matter if they went out smelling like sex, but if I did… I'd rather not face those questions. My left wrist began itching, so I gave in, relieving the pain with the scratching of my nails. Only then did I realise that I was scratching over the scars from last year, and I began to panic, the memories coming back. I ran over to my underwear draw to pull out a fresh set, when I saw the plastic bag containing the white powder. I pulled it out, not having seen it in almost nine months, when I pushed it out of my life. I could feel the tears pouring down my cheeks as I fingered the bag, sobbing loudly. I never even realised when a pair of long, muscular arms wrapped around me as the packet was taken from my fingertips. I buried my face into Charlie's chest, letting my tears soak his shirt.
It was then that I suddenly realised I was naked, and more than likely smelled like sex, so I shied away from Charlie's embrace.
"It's okay sweetie, you don't need this anymore," he said in reference to my bag of powder.
"Daddy… I need to go shower," I said quickly, getting up and grabbing the underwear before locking myself in the bathroom, and taking my shower.
*********
We had just finished our meal at Old Quil's diner, when the owner himself came up to our table, greeting Charlie and Billy with a handshake, and Jake, Leah and myself with a small hug.
"So Bella, what do you say about getting up on stage one last time before you go off with your record deal?" We had told Quil when we came into the diner earlier about our celebrations, the same time as Billy gave me the present, a beautiful bracelet made of white gold and diamonds, which used to be Raquel's [Jacob's Mom], and a brand new cell phone.
"C'mon Bells, you know how much Quil loves to hear you sing," Billy added in. I was still riled up over my bedroom breakdown earlier and snapped.
"What do you mean I have to get up there? I have a contract, is that not enough?" I immediately felt bad for my words, biting my bottom lip as I stood up. "Sorry Quil. I'd be honoured to play one last time at my favourite place."
I headed over to the makeshift stage, to my old acoustic, which I had given Quil to use as a house instrument a few months ago. I picked it up and sat on the stool by the microphone, moving it so that it was level with my mouth.
"Hi guys. You may remember me, you may not, but my name is Bella Swan, and this is my last performance at Old Quil's. I have received a record contract -" The rest of the diner broke out into applause and cheers. "Thank you… I won't be performing here for a while. This is the first song I ever wrote, and the first song I sang at Old Quil's. This is "Not a Girl, Not Yet a Woman"."
I used to
think
I had the answers to everything
Mm but now I know
That
life doesn't always go my way, yeah
Feels like I'm caught in
the middle
That's when I realize
I couldn't help but look into Charlie's eyes as I sang this song. It was how I had truly felt at that point in my life, but I never wanted to be without him. Charlie was my rock, as much as Jacob was. I couldn't even imagine what it would be like to lose him.
I'm not
a girl There is no
need to protect me I'm not a girl But if you look at me
closely
Not yet a woman
All I need is time
A moment that is
mine
While I'm in between
Im not a girl
Its time that i
Learned to face up to this
on my own
I've seen so much more than you know now
So don't
tell me to shut my eyes
Not yet a
woman
All I need is time
A moment that is mine
While I'm
in between
I'm not a girl
You will see it in my eyes
This girl will always find
her way
I cast my glance to Billy, the man that makes Charlie so happy, and the man that had such a big part in my growing up. I even started to call him Dad occasionally. Anyway, Billy was smiling back at me, clapping along slowly with my song.
I'm not
a girl I'm not a
girl
I'm not a girl don't tell me what to believe
Not yet
a woman
I'm just tryin' to find the woman in me, yeah
Whoa,
all I need is time...
That's mine
While I'm in between
I'm
not a girl
Not yet a woman
Not now
All I need is time
A
moment that is mine
While I'm in between
Ooooh, not yet a woman
When I finished my song and stood up, I took a quick bow at all the applause directed my way. Even though I should be used to all this attention by now, I couldn't help the blush that grew on my cheeks. I ran back to the table where I was greeted with many hugs, even one from Old Quil. He held me tight as he whispered into my ear.
"You did good Bells. You did good."
