Good news! I'm safely in South Asia and I have internet access! (Applause) So I've decided to make you guys stop waiting and finally be able to read Chapter 3~ x] And by the way guys, I've decided to write some of The Study of Edward Cullen in FPOV, since it's easier and helps me write faster.
Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight, but I do own two lovely ducks here in Asia. (The boy duck's name is Edward, Heh)
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I stood frozen before the man in front of me. The man that I was supposed to hate for the rest of my life. The man that I feared now more than ever. The man that was supposed to be my best friend's brother.
Edward ...
He hadn't changed much. He was still taller than me by about five inches, his hair was still a bronze mess, and his green eyes were still ... green.
"Bella?" He said softly. I covered my ears with my hands in such alarm that it looked as if I heard a gunshot.
I squeezed my eyes shut and felt a tear roll down my cheek.
NO! Don't cry, don't you dare shed a tear!
But I couldn't help but break down into sobs when I felt Alice's hands on my shoulders.
"Bella! What's wrong, why are you crying? What happened?" She said frantically. I opened my eyes only enough to see past the blur of tears. I briefly glanced at Edward before glueing my eyes back to Alice.
She turned to her brother and said, "Why is she crying like this? What did you do to her, Edward?" He opened his mouth to say something but only managed to let out a strangled 'Uh' before staring down at the floor.
Alice held my arm and started to lead me toward her bedroom before asking Jasper to talk with Edward for a bit. I wiped my eyes with the sleeves of my sweater before sitting down on the bed.
I tried to calm myself before taking the tissue Alice had offered me.
"Shh, easy Bella. Just take a few deep breaths," She soothed. I drew a ragged breath and nodded slowly.
"Bella, what happened before? You looked like you thought Edward was going to kill you," She said with concern.
I took another breath and shifted uncomfortably.
"We've met ... before," I muttered.
"When?"
"A few years ago." I looked up at Alice and saw her nod briefly, signaling for me to continue.
"He was my English teacher ... during my junior year in high school."
Alice raised an eyebrow. "Was he a bad teacher?"
"No, nothing like that," I said while shaking my head.
"Then what?"
"He was ... I - We, um ... He k-ki ..." I trailed off.
Alice looked at me expectantly. I raised a finger to my lips and tried to make her understand what I meant. It took her a moment to get it.
She raised her eyebrows and brought her hand to her mouth to cover her gasp. I looked down, feeling feeble.
"You kissed him?" She whispered so the boys in the other room wouldn't hear.
I shot her a look and shook my head furiously.
"No, I didn't. He kissed me," I growled fiercely through my teeth.
How could she ever think that I would want to kiss HIM? He was my teacher!
The memory of the kiss flowed through my mind. Edward's soft lips placed firmly against mine, moving slowly while his hand ghosted over the small of my back. His hard chest pressed against mine while his tongue roamed over my bottom lip ...
GAH! What the hell are you thinking, Bella! You hated it, you hated it, you hated it! ...Right?
Did I hate it? Was it really that bad? Did I actually ... like kissing Edward? No, of course not. It felt disgusting and nothing beyond that.
Yeah, keep telling yourself that Bells.
I shook my head and looked at Alice, who was still contemplating the fact that her brother forced himself on me.
She let out a shaky breath and hugged me firmly. "Bella, I'm so sorry," She whispered.
I nodded in acknowledgement of her apology and wiped the remaining tears away from my cheeks.
"Do you want to talk to him? To sort things out, I mean," She asked softly. I thought about this for a moment. Did I want to talk to him? I wanted to know what exactly came over him that day and what his intentions were behind his actions. But at the same time, I didn't think I could handle that much information in one night, and what was the point of knowing, really? These things happened before, a teacher would force himself on a student and she would hold a grudge for the rest of her life, simple. All I needed to do was stay away from him and avoid the obvious questions I wanted to be answered.
I shook my head and stood up, looking around the room for my bag.
"You're leaving?" Alice asked, sounding upset.
I nodded. "It wouldn't be a good idea to stay right now."
"Bella, I'm sure Edward wouldn't hurt you like that again. He isn't like Mike or anything like that, he treats women with care. I'm sure his intentions weren't for anything ... obscene," She gulped on the last word.
I simply nodded and opened the door to leave the room. I made it past the living room before briefly glancing at Edward, who looked hurt for some reason. I ignored the sight and drove home with faint tears welling up in my eyes.
That was the first night I dreamt of Edward Cullen.
Third Person POV
"Bella? Bella, honey, wake up," A familiar voice echoed throughout the room. Bella opened one eye and then the other. She moved her arms about blindly, in search of what was calling out to her. A hand met with hers and helped her sit up on the bed. A tall, dark-haired woman with kind blue eyes and a light smile stood before Bella, holding her hand.
Renee ... Mom.
Bella rubbed her eye gently before she glanced at the door, and noticed a small figure hiding behind it. Bella raised an eyebrow and looked at her mother, puzzled.
"There's someone that would like to see you," She answered, offering Bella a smile.
Bella looked back at the door and watched as the figure shifted a bit, before revealing itself to her. A young boy stood shyly at the door. His eyes didn't meet hers until she crawled out of her bed and walked over to him.
"Hi, I'm Bella," She said, offering her hand for him to shake.
The boy pensively rubbed his arm before holding her hand to shake it.
He returned the smile and said, "My name is - ."
Bella's eyes flew open as she woke with a loud gasp. Her dream was so vivid. She couldn't recognize the voice of the boy in her dream, but her mother was there.
Renee died when Bella was seven years old in a car accident. Bella was very close to her mother, and it took months for her to accept the fact that she wasn't with her anymore. Bella's father, Charlie, wasn't as close to Bella as her mother, but he tried his best to help her after Renee. Bella still spoke to her father, occassionally.
Bella sat up and ran her hand through her bed hair. She had barely been able to sleep last night, she kept waking up from dreams of a young boy and her playing as children. The boy seemed familiar, but her dreams never revealed the boy's name. Just as he was about to say it, she would wake up, completely startled.
But Bella became restless when she began to dream about Edward. She tossed and turned about on her bed, unable to sleep when all she could think about was him. She couldn't help but feel guilty for just leaving yesterday.
Why do I even care? If anyone, HE should be guilty for what he did.
But Edward was guilty, and Bella knew it. But she felt that she needed him to initiate that they should talk about what happened. Bella suddenly felt irritated that she was so afraid around Edward. Bella was never afraid of men, some men were actually intimidated by her, but there was something about Edward that caught Bella off guard. She huffed and threw a fist at the pillow next to her.
"Need to relax," Bella murmured sleepily to herself. She looked at her phone and flipped it open. She received three missed calls and a text.
All from Alice.
Bella sighed and read through the message.
Bella Bell!
I know you probably want to spend some time alone today,
But let's go out tonight instead!
We can go clubbing at this great place I know, it'll be sooo fun~ We can finally have some much needed girl time ;)
Give me a call when you wake up, sleepy head!
~Ali
Bella snorted at the text. Clubbing? She remembered the last time she went clubbing with Alice, and it ended with a drunk Bella, a looney Alice, and a very angry bartender. Bella wondered why Alice would suggest doing any of that again, she specifically remembered telling Alice that clubs were out of the question from then on.
Bella stretched and freshened herself in the bathroom before calling Alice back. She picked up on the third ring.
"Hello?"
"Clubbing, Alice? Really?" Bella snorted.
"Bella! C'mon, you'll have a blast! With work and all, you need to unwind a bit," Alice giggled.
Bella groaned. "Alice, I got fired yesterday," Bella mumbled, remembering her episode with Mike.
"Great! That's double the reason for you to go!" Alice sounded like she was going to explode.
"Alice, what's going on? You sound like you just overloaded on anti-depressants," Bella giggled.
"I'm just really excited for tonight, you're coming, aren't you Bella?" Alice beamed.
"I don't know, Alice. Isn't he still at your house?" Bella asked nervously, not to say Edward's name.
"Who? Edward? No, he left last night," Alice said immediately.
"Oh."
"So you're coming?"
"Alice, I still don't -"
"Great! I'll pick you up at nine tonight, wear something sexy," Alice snickered.
"Ha ha," Bella mocked. "Alright, I'll see you tonight then," Before hanging up, Bella could have sworn she heard Alice say, "She's coming! Find something nice to wear!"
She probably just said it to Jasper.
~X~
"Alright, I'll see you tonight then."
Alice beamed at the figure in front of her. "She's coming! Find something nice to wear!" She squealed before realizing she hadn't hung up the phone yet, which she did immediately afterwards.
"Alice, this won't work. This definitely won't work."
"It will work! After tonight, she'll be like putty in your hands, I just know it!" Alice chirped.
Maybe it would work ...
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