Surpsise, chapter four is here, hope you like it.
One more day left of the weekend. Just twenty-four measly little hours, most people spend this getting over the hangovers, going out with friends, spending money they've got paid on Friday, and well me, I'm sitting on my sofa, screaming at my T.V, at this bastard who keeps killing me. I will end him. I lean forward, ducking behind this raised barrier. I know he's somewhere here, I just need to wait. My gun is poised, ready to shoot, I see his covered head. I fire. He moves in the nick of time.
"You fucking bastard!" I yell. I can practically hear the person behind the avatar cackling at my many failed attempts.
I manage to kill him and by twelve o'clock I'm watching a film.
It's a soppy romantic type, something Mike would be into. I snort. He's more of a girl than I am. I remember when we were playing minigolf with Angela, he was the first one there to grab a stick, he picked a bright pink one. He thought it would make him appeal to woman because he'd appear feminine and sensitive.
"Yeah right. It made him look like a very grown up tinker bell with people problems." I pause the game and drop the controller onto the sofa. The sun is still high and I haven't moved since I woke up. My hairs a mess, tied up in a messy bun hastily when I woke up. I'm in trousers that are far too baggy, sent to me from my dad. Also, along with other clothes he was throwing away at the time. Most of its Jakes stuff, these trousers probably are. I'm also wearing a blood red t-shirt, with a silhouette of a wolf howling at a moon in the centre.
I sigh, trying to ignore my ringing phone.
It gets to five seconds and I pick it up out of frustration.
"Hello sweetheart."
"Dad?"
"Who else?" I can hear his grin through the phone.
"Sorry. I've missed you." I pick my feet up and rest them on the table. Angela won't like that but oh well.
"You too Bells." He pauses, a frown pulls onto my face. "So, listen. Some stuff has happened at home." My frown depends, I start to play with the hem of my top. "Long story short, Jake has no place to stay, I can't have him here, you know I would take him in if I could."
"Dad, is this you asking if he can stay here?" I inquire to his quite subtle request.
"Well yeah. He has no place to go Bells."
It would be nice to see him again, help him get back on his feet too. I sigh, running a hand through my hair while I think, twirling the ends around my finger a few times. I can't just say no, Jakes a long time old friend, and it's for dad too. I'll need to speak to Angela, see what she has to say about it If not, I'm sure we could find him a place to live.
"I'll have to ask Angela but it shouldn't be no problem. I'll call back tonight."
"That's great Bells." I chuckle. He sounds like a weight has been lifted off his shoulders.
"So how's home?" I cross my legs, leaning my head back. My ceiling is titanium white with a pattern covering it. I've never liked the ceiling; I get frustrated just looking at. The bumps and rises annoy me to no end because I can't figure out which was the first and last section painted. It must be awkward to paint on a ceiling.
"Not good." He sounds sad. I wonder what's going on, is it what got Jacob kicked out? I hope not. I just want them to be okay. All they've done for me is make sure I'm happy and anything less than that for them hurts my heart. I care about them so much. They're family, even Jake.
"Want to talk about it?" I ask.
"I don't want to ruin your day." I hear crashing and a faint sound of yelling. "I've got to go. It was nice talking to you. Love you sweetheart."
"Love you too, dad."
He hangs up another crash before the call cuts out.
"Well that was weird."
"And so is you talking to yourself but you don't hear me taking the piss." I jump out of my seat, covering my mouth.
"Goddammit Angela!" I grab the nearest thing and throw it at her. She dodges it, just barely and laughs.
"Your aim is so bad. Never join the army, kay?" She winks. I chuck another cushion, smacking the side of her hair. Messing up her perfectly in place hair. Wow. I do a once over of her outfit. Looking her up and down which she squirms at. She's dressed fancy.
"Going somewhere nice?" She blushes, trying to scowl but it doesn't scare me. I wink at her. Making her blush harder.
Oooh, this is fun.
"I've got a date." She straightens out her hair and flattens her jacket. Getting rid of the non-existent crinkles and creases. It's a nice Jacket, I think that's the one I gave her for her birthday. She turns towards the kitchen to get some coffee. Yes, it's definitely the one I got her. "Eric's taking me to a restaurant. He's paying."
"Have fun, don't stay out too late and don't run with scissors." She laughs. "And don't get in a van with a stranger, even if they're hot and offer you candy." She grabs her bag and heads for the door, just as someone knocks on it. "Come in Eric." The door opens, he's standing there, smart suit and I suddenly feel embarrassed by my own outfit.
"Hello Bella." He smiles at me.
"Hey. Finally settling down, nerd?" He smirks.
"You know it." He comes over and sits on the sofa, watching Angela as she walks off to her room. "She's perfect Bella. Smart, beautiful, creative, up for anything. And I mean anything Bella." I try and ignore that but the thought of miss innocent little Angela doing anything dirty makes me chuckle. I can't see her doing anything adventurous.
"Anyway." I divert. "Where are you taking her?"
"Out to the beach, little place I love. I'm hoping she does too."
"Ordering steak?"
"Uh... sure."
"Good then you should be fine." I can see the confusion on his face so I decide to explain a little. "It's the way to her heart."
"Ah okay, thanks."
Angela walks back in, her hairs been redone, she's wearing heels and swapped her jacket for a burgundy coat to go with her black dress. She does look pretty.
"Let's go Eric." They walk over to the door, Eric going first. She quickly turns to me without him seeing and motions to what she's wearing. I give her a thumbs up and an encouraging smile.
Bless her.
She beams and leaves.
"I'll be back tonight. Don't wait up."
"Wait Ange." She pauses, mumbling to Eric she'll catch up.
"You okay?" She asks.
I nod. "Yeah, I just need to talk to you about something soon, it's about my friend Jake. Kinda serious but no hurry." She nods, smiling and slowly backs away.
"We can talk about it tomorrow. I'll catch you later, don't worry too much about me." She blows me a cheeky kiss.
The door shuts.
This apartment seems too big suddenly.
I glance around, looking for anyone. I sigh. Looks like I'm by myself on a Sunday. That's fine. I pick up my controller, get comfortable and play. Aiming to the pass the time until she gets back.
It's about twenty minutes later when a quiet knock at my door captures my attention. With a huff, because I'm on a kill streak I drop my controller, throw off the blanket covering me and begrudgingly open it, pleasantly surprised to see Alice standing there. Jeans hugging her hips and toned legs, black crop top and open shirt, and are those my shades? There's a small tattoo on her hip, a black and purple butterfly. I blush and look at her face.
"Can I come in?" She asks. An undertone to her voice I don't recognise.
I mutter out a yes as she struts passed, eyeing my game on the screen, character stock still pretty much how I am right now. She wanders around, looking at the kitchen and the living room the pictures on the walls and when her eyes land back on me, I feel ashamed of my outfit once again. I blush under her scrutiny and she raises an eyebrow.
"Don't be so shy. I'm not one to judge." She takes a few more steps, heels rubbing against the carpet. "May I sit?" She asks. I nod mutely. She takes her seat and I join, sitting back in place, controller long forgotten as I wait for her to speak. A few minutes pass of silence and I go to speak but I'm short-circuited when she comes closer, climbing onto my lap abruptly and attaches her lips to mine.
I'm frozen in time and space as I feel the smoothness of hers caressing mine, the feeling of her soft hands holding my waist and her warm breathes leaving her mouth between each movement of her lips. Her hands play with my skin softly before lifting up my top and stroking over my toned stomach, her teeth gently come out to play before she sucks my bottom lip into her mouth briefly.
I'm in awe as she starts to move slightly, my hands find the dip in her waist, the small petite curves are so smooth.
My head spins.
I groan involuntarily as she cups me over my bra. I feel her cheeky smirk against my lips as she deepens her kiss, pulling me closer.
She's very composed, no blush, no shortness of breath.
Compared to me she's the poster child for health.
She kisses me for what feels like an eternity. Before pulling away, leaving me gasping for air, chest heaving, her delicate little fingers gently grazing back over my stomach to the hem of my shirt before tugging at them.
I blush furiously, and before I can get a word out she-
"-ELLA. BELLA WAKE UP. WAKEY WAKEY. RISE AND SHINE!"
"W-What?" I stutter, groaning and rolling over onto my stomach.
"You forgot didn't you?" I blush. Was that a dream? Feeling a sensation between my legs I squeeze my thighs together and look at the blonde intruder standing in my apartment.
"Rose?!" I gasp, falling off the side of the sofa. She laughs at me and stands there in stunning white summery dress and brown ankleboots. A bag hanging at her waist, with what I'm sure is a pack of cigs, lipstick and perfume tucked away inside. I am not sure when or why I gave her a key? Maybe Angela? Does this girl have no boundaries when it comes to my relatives and friends?
I scramble to my feet and over for a hug, it's when she embraces me back I realise how wet I am between my thighs. I blush and tuck into her trying to distract myself from whatever is going on down there.
"I've missed you too dork." She picks me up a little like she used to when we were younger, and I try and land steadily on my feet as they hit the carpet. "So you ready to go?" She glances at my clothes and laughs, I snort "Clearly not. I'll be out by the car, see you in a few. Remember to dress cute but not too cute." She smiles softly, "I don't need Em gawking at you this time, also uh don't check your voicemail I may have left a nasty message when you didn't answer any of my messages or calls." She smiles sweetly, her rosy lips glistening.
"I'll be down in a minute." She gives my cheek a peck and leaves.
When the door is firmly shut I drop my head in my hand and groan. I'm the worst sister ever!
Rose is my older sister. Adoptive older sister. Emmett's her boyfriend. I forgot they were in town for the week, they wanted to meet me as they were passing through. And yes I suppose I did give her a key a while ago, but that doesn't excuse her barging in while I was uh, napping?
I glance down to throbbing between my legs and shift uncomfortably.
I'm going to have to sort that before I leave.
Anyway, I hurry to my room, pull on the quickest outfit I can find and pull on a coat on my way out the door. I'm dressed pretty casual in my low hanging jeans and burgundy top. I barely had time to find a decent pair of shoes but my sneakers are good enough.
I hear a horn a few floors below and chuckle softly. Rose and Emmett live a few hours away, and I haven't seen them since I moved in with Angela, it's not that Rose doesn't like her, it's just she finds her a bit snobbish. Coming from her I'd hardly take it as an insult. She can be quite the ice queen herself, so it's basically like glaring at a mirror.
I quickly fix the tingling sensation before changing and hurrying down the flights of stairs. I make it through the large metal doors at the bottom and grin when I see her car. A silver beauty. Emmett's waiting patiently, cigarette between his fingers. Rose is in the driver's seat, fixing her makeup, lipstick smudged from by a kiss. I smirk as I approach Emmett, he's dressed handsomely today, navy blue shirt tucked into his smart trousers and a leather jacket rolled up past his elbows showing off his tattoo sleeves, mostly black and white but still pretty cool a graceful leather watch around his right wrist. . He drops his cig to the ground as I approach and hugs me briefly.
"Good to see you Bells. Rose here hasn't stopped talking about you since Christmas." I chuckle and lean against the car next to him.
"Well, she's always had a bit of a crush on me." He smirks and looks me up and down, licking his lip a little.
God he looks kissable.
Ugh, not this again.
"Can see why."
"Would you two stop." Rose barks from the driver's seat. "Let's go, we've got a booking, remember?" Faux annoyance really, she loves it when we give her something to look at. A little odd and nothing to be ashamed of, except as I brush past him, feeling his bicep tense and his firm hand squeeze my side tenderly a sad looking Alice pops into my face and I can't seem to figure out why I suddenly feel guilty.
Hey guys another chapter here for you, I'd like to make a special shoutout to AnonAvidReader, Fesityvixen, Le Diable Blanc2 and FabPezBerry78 for following, reviewing, favouriting this story, it really motivates me to continue. Thank you again and I've hoped you've enjoyed this chapter.
Also a little insider to Em and Bella, they used to date, or 'hook up', so to speak, but that was years ago and was actually how Em and Rose met. But Em still likes Bella, a blatant crush I'd say, and Rose is pretty okay, with them not being blood-related she sees no point in harmless flirting, finds it quite attractive. And Rose being polyamorous it's quite enticing to see Emmett enjoy himself with other people, men and women.
So what would you guys like to see happen? Is the rating okay, or would you want it to go up? What do you think Jakes role in the story is going to be? And does Rose have something planned?
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