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So I saw New Moon at midnight… AMAZING. Chris Weitz is a WAY better director than Catherine Hardwicke. Everyone did a fantastic job and the movie was very well made and close to the book! I cried my eyes out while Bella was sitting in the chair and the camera was moving around her depicting the passing months. Just a sad scene. Anywayyyyyy, here's the new chapter! Please read and keep those amazing reviews coming!
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..Bella's POV..
I stared around my dorm room in shock as Jessica and Lauren laughed louder.
"Told you that you opened a can of worms, Swan!" Lauren cackled and my face blanched with humiliation. Jessica and Lauren had taken all my underwear and bras and hung them all over the room.
"What the fuck?" Edward asked.
"See all these granny panties, Edward? This is what you'd be seeing under Bella's ugly ass clothes. Now, do you REALLY want to see that?" Jessica asked with an evil laugh. At some point I started to hyperventilate. I couldn't believe Jess and Lauren went through my things and did this to me. I also couldn't believe Edward was seeing this. He was probably so disgusted with me. Tears filled my eyes as I turned around and ran out the door, almost knocking Edward down in my haste. I heard him yelling my name, but I didn't stop running. Down six flights of stairs and out the front door, I ran across the street without even bothering to look and into the park. I eventually tripped over a rock and collapsed on the ground and let the sobs take me. I'd never been more humiliated in my entire life. Why did this have to happen to me? My sobs were so loud and over powering that I didn't hear anyone approach me.
"Bella," Edward's voice said softly and he put a warm hand on my shoulder. I flinched at the touch, but he didn't pull away.
"W-what did I d-do to deserve t-this?" I cried. Edward crouched down in front of me and removed my glasses, folding them up and putting them in his pocket before wiping the tears off my cheeks. It was no use. More came.
"Shhhh calm down. You're gonna make yourself sick," he said soothingly.
"I want to die," I choked out. Edward sighed and sat down, pulling me easily into his arms.
"Don't say that," he whispered.
"Why? It's not like anyone would miss me," I said, more tears making their way down my face.
"That's not true. Your parents would miss you, Angela would miss you, and I would definitely miss you. What Jessica and Lauren did was horrible, Bella. I want to hurt them for hurting you, but that would make me no better than they are."
"I'm so sorry you had to see all that, Edward. I'm so embarrassed," I whispered and he stroked my hair.
"Bella I would never judge you. You don't have to be embarrassed, I promise." He looked down and winced. "You're hurt," he said and I looked down also. My palm and both my knees were bleeding from when I fell. Funny, I didn't even feel it. "We'll have to clean them up," he whispered. I sighed and he continued to run his fingers through my hair. "Your hair is so soft," he said quietly and I shivered despite it being very warm out. I looked up at Edward and realized our faces were only inches apart. He started to lean in, but my phone rang, interrupting us. I sighed and pulled it out of my pocket. It was Angela. "Want me to answer it?" Edward asked and I nodded.
"Thank you," I said and he took the phone from me.
"Angela? It's Edward… yeah Bella and I are in the park right now. We had a little run in with Jessica and Lauren… They played an awful prank on her and she's really upset and I'm trying with all my might not to go back and kill them… Would you be able to go to Bella's dorm, pack her a bag, and just fix what those bitches did?... Yeah she'll stay at my place tonight with Alice and me… Thank you so much. We'll meet you out front," he said and hung up.
"I'm staying at your place tonight?" I squeaked.
"Yes. You think I'd let you stay in your dorm? Not after what they did. I don't trust them and I don't want them to physically do something to you," he said with conviction.
"But where will I sleep?" I asked.
"In the guest bedroom. It's not a big deal, Bella. And this way, you'll already be at my place so you and Alice and go on your shopping adventure tomorrow morning." I groaned when he mentioned the shopping and he laughed. "Come on, we have to go meet Angela." He made sure I was steady on my feet before standing up and handing me back my glasses. I wiped my face and eyes with the backs my hands before putting them back on, the once blurry world now crystal clear. We made our way through the park, standing close, but not touching. Once we were outside my building, Angela was already waiting for us and she looked pissed.
"What did those two cunt faces do!" Angela demanded and I gasped at her language. I never expected her to say things like that.
"When you get up to her dorm you'll see," Edward said. I handed Angela my key and she promised to fix the room before packing me an overnight bag. I sighed and leaned against the building when she went inside. This night seemed so surreal to me. Not only had I unknowingly ruined my relationship with my roommate, but also I think Edward tried to kiss me. At least, that's what I think he was going to do.
"Relax, Bella. I promise everything will be all right. Even if you have to stay with Alice and me for a few days," he assured me. Twenty minutes later, Angela came back down with my big duffle bag looking proud of herself.
"I put all your belongings back, Bella and I packed you your toiletries and some clothes to last you for a few days just in case. I also had the pleasure of telling Jess and Lauren off and I think I scared them to the point of shitting themselves. I'm a little frightening when I get mad," she said with a giggle and Edward looked at her, impressed.
"Thank you so much, Angela. I really appreciate it," I said and she gave me a hug while Edward took my bag.
"It's no problem. That's what friends are for. Now go get some sleep and call me tomorrow," she said and I agreed. Angela went back inside and Edward gestured for me to follow him.
"I can carry my bag," I said and he shook his head.
"No, your hands are all cut up. I've got it. Listen, Bella, about tonight. I don't want you to be embarrassed or anything around me. It was horrible what they did to you. I would have cleaned everything up and packed you a bag myself, but I didn't want to make you uncomfortable," he said.
"I know, Edward."
"I just don't want you to think I wouldn't do that for you. You're my friend, Bella. I've got your back," he assured me and I smiled.
"I'd clean up your underwear for you too, Edward." He laughed and ruffled my hair. Edward and I took the subway up to his apartment. It was the first time I've ever been on the subway and I was surprised how much the car was shaking. Edward would laugh whenever I would grab his arm in fright thinking we were going to go off the track. I was glad when we finally got to his stop because not only was I getting nauseous, but also my knees and hands were really starting to hurt. It was getting hard to walk.
"You okay, Bella?" he asked once we got onto the street.
"Yeah. I'm fine," I lied. Thankfully the walk to his apartment was short. He lived in a building with a doorman and a front desk with marble floors. Now I know I don't know anything about this city, but I'm pretty sure places like this are extremely expensive to live in. After a short elevator ride up eleven floors, Edward led me through the plush carpeted hallway until we got to his door.
"This is Alice and mine's place," Edward said once we were inside with the door shut behind us. He turned the light on and I gasped. It was huge. We were standing in their living room, which was decorated like it belonged in a magazine.
"Edward… it's beautiful," I whispered and he shrugged.
"My mom decorated the entire apartment," he said.
"How can you afford this? It must cost a fortune to live in a place like this!" I said in awe.
"Well, our parents pay for it since we're in school," he said, sounding uncomfortable. Oh so Edward's parents were rich. No, not rich. Wealthy. I decided to keep my mouth shut as he showed me around the rest of the apartment. "This is where you'll sleep," he said as he showed me into the guest bedroom. It was way bigger than my dorm room and it had a queen-sized bed.
"Wow," I whispered. "Thank you, Edward. This is perfect."
"It's no problem, Bella. Now get changed into some sweats or something so I can clean up your knees and hands," he said before walking out of the room and closing the door behind him. I sifted through the clothes in the duffle bag and was thankful that Angela packed my most comfortable, baggy, black sweats. Once I changed, I found Edward waiting for me in the hallway.
"Where's Alice?" I asked as he led us to the bathroom.
"Most likely at Jasper's. She should be back early tomorrow morning."
"Does she stay over there a lot?"
"Only on weekends. Now, hop up," he said as he patted the large marble counter in the even larger bathroom. I stared at the high counter trying to figure out how to get myself up there without falling and breaking my neck. Before I could try the run and jump, Edward's arms were around me, lifting me off my feet. I gasped, not expecting it, before he set me down on the counter and removed his arms.
"Thanks." I squeaked.
"No problem. Didn't want you hurting yourself further," he said with a small laugh and I stuck my tongue out at him. Edward went into the medicine cabinet and took out the supplies he needed: peroxide, Neosporin, band-aids, and gauze. "All right. Knees first then palms." He rolled up the legs of my sweatpants and I silently thanked God that I shaved. Edward grabbed a washcloth and the peroxide off the counter before dropping to his knees before me. After straightening out my left leg a bit, he poured some peroxide into the wound. I winced at the sting as it bubbled and cleaned out the bacteria. Once it was done, he wiped the peroxide, dried blood, and dirt away with the washcloth before lightly blowing cool air on the cuts, sending shivers and tingles throughout my entire body.
"Good thing there wasn't a lot of blood," I whispered and he looked up at me with a questioning look. "Blood makes me nauseous and pass out. It smells like rust and salt," I told him.
"You must have a very sensitive sense of smell if you can smell blood. Either that, or you're a vampire," he joked and I rolled my eyes. "There. Just a few tiny cuts. Not bad at all. Bella, will you hand me the Neosporin and a band-aid please?" I did as he asked and he painlessly applied both. Edward did the same with my other knee and both my hands. He wrapped my palms in gauze and said he would take them off before I went to sleep to let the cuts breathe.
"Thank you, Dr. Cullen," I said and he laughed.
"Oh, are we role playing?" he asked and raised his eyebrows suggestively. I blushed crimson and hit his chest, forgetting my palms were injured.
"OUCH!" I cried. Edward laughed harder and grabbed my hand.
"Easy there, karate kid. Don't injure yourself further. I was just playing, Bella. You're very welcome," he said in response to my thank you. He helped me off the counter and we went into the living room. He turned on the lights and I got a better look around. I felt his eyes on me as I made my way over to the black baby grand piano I the corner by the windows. I lightly ran my fingers over the ivory keys before turning around to look at him.
"Will you play me something?" I asked shyly.
"Of course," he replied and walked over to me. Edward sat on the piano bench and motioned for me to sit next to him. I obliged and he placed his fingers on the keys, playing the beginning notes of a song I knew so well.
"Clair de Lune?" I questioned.
"You know Debussy?" he asked without stopping his beautiful playing.
"This is my favorite. My mom went through a huge classical music phase when I was fifteen. I never stopped listening to the songs I love," I told him. His fingers flowed effortlessly and I found myself noticing how beautiful his hands were. My face flushed as I thought about those hands on my body, doing things to me that I had never experienced.
"You're blushing?" he asked in surprise.
"Am I?" I asked back, playing dumb.
"You're so very hard for met to read, Bella, and I'm very good at reading people. I can never tell what you're thinking. Everyone else is so easy to figure out, but not you. You have me stumped," he stated, still playing,
"Oh? That's strange. My mother says I'm very easy to read, that I'm an open book," I said, but Edward shook his head.
"Every time I think I know what you're going to do, you take me completely by surprise and do something else. You're very unpredictable. It's fascinating." I blushed even harder. "What are you thinking?" he whispered.
"I'm thinking you're an excellent pianist and I don't want you to stop playing," I told him. He smiled and the melody changed from "Clair de Lune" to something I've never heard before. "What's this?"
"Just something I started working on this past week," he replied. I closed my eyes and let the music flow through me.
"It's beautiful," I said softly. Edward responded, but it was so quiet that I couldn't hear him. Once the song ended, I opened my eyes again and saw he was staring right at me. "Thanks for the concert."
"Anytime," he said with a smile. "Do you want to watch a movie? It's only 12:30."
"Sure. What shall we watch?" We went over to his entertainment center and my jaw dropped when I saw his DVD collection. "Are there any movies you don't own, Edward?"
"Yes. I don't own The Notebook," he said and I rolled my eyes. We decided on Big Fish since we're both Tim Burton fans and settled down on his couch to watch it on his giant flat screen TV that was attached to the wall. Eventually my eyelids began to get heavy so I decided to rest them. The last thing I remember was being lifted up into warm, strong arms, my head resting on a shoulder. "Sleep, Bella. I'll be here when you wake up," Edward whispered to me, his sweet, warm breath flowing over my face. I hummed in pleasure before letting sleep over take me yet again.
