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Edward's POV.
"Another one, Edward?" Emmett smirked as I downed a shot.
"What? I haven't had a shot. Fuck off". I threw down a ten and the bartender nodded his thanks. James grinned and threw down a twenty.
"Keep 'em coming, buddy. This guy's gets married in six days". He joked, slapping me on the back.
"Tough break". The bartender smirked and brought across another shot. "Take it from me, kid. Don't get married. Married women are witches. Just look at my wife".
I laughed and swallowed down the shot. "…Be good if all men went by that philosophy. Sex first, marriage later."
"No, marriage never!" Laurent, my other buddy, cheered and we all clinked drinks. Emmett I knew wasn't really serious about it, as I knew he would ask Rose in a second if he could. He just didn't want it to seem rushed.
"Look at me. Hot, single bachelor at twenty-four. I'm a year older then you, do I look miserable?" James asked me, pointing at himself.
Emmett and I laughed. "Cheers to that".
"Cheers". He sculled down his beer happily.
"Though, McCarty wants to propose". I pointed out, grinning at Emmett who nudged me jokingly.
James raised his hand unsteadily, getting pretty drunk. "Yeah, but Emmett's girl is fucking hot. I'm not trying to sound like a threat, man. I'm just stating a fact". He looked to Emmett. "She's damn gorgeous. I don't blame you for wanting to be tied to her."
Emmett grinned and lifted his glass proudly. "To the hottest chick on campus, and she's mine."
"Cheers". James grinned and clinked glasses with him.
"Are you kidding, though?" Laurent cut in with a dry smirk. "Might be great now, but wait a few years. Out go the lace bras, the trapdoors and handcuffs. In comes flesh tones and PMS pants".
We all laughed at that. "In comes the married woman. That's one problem I'll never have". James smirked, and for that split moment I was almost jealous of him. He seemed so happy, so content with his life. Unlike me, and I hated it.
Just thinking about it again made me frustrated and I pulled out the packet of cigarettes and lighter from my pocket. Thankfully, this was a bar you could smoke in. This wasn't even my bachelor night, and we do a lot of this after class. I couldn't wait till Friday when the night was officially one for the guys and me.
I lit up the cigarette and took a long drag, lifting the glass of a vodka-mixed drink to my lips.
"Well, well, well. Speaking of hot single people". James smiled at someone behind us.
Two cold hands clasped over my eyes and lifting my hand to theirs and I knew.
"Hey Edward". She cooed.
"Hey you". I smiled in surprise and turned around. Tanya, the most seductive temptress in this college, stood behind me.
Holy. Shit.
She was gorgeous.
My eyes went to her tight outfit and I swear to God, my mouth was watering. I swallowed hard. She noticed and smiled wider, before saying hi to the other guys. We were all in the same class so we all knew each other.
I took the last drag of the cigarette and disposed of it, my eyes never leaving her as she moved to sit at the table with us.
"So what brings you here?" She smiled at me.
"Ah, just hanging out with these losers. What about you?" I smiled. "Who are you here with?"
No one, I hope.
God, your getting married Edward, you idiot.
"Girlfriends". She ran through her hair seductively. I swear to God, I thought Laurent moaned next to me. I smirked and my eyes went straight to her chest. Damn, I couldn't help it.
And I thought Bella's little attempt at seduction the other night was bad enough. I wasn't even touching this girl.
"Cool". I nodded.
"Oh, Edward. About the assignment we need to do early next term. Do you think I could borrow your notes?" She asked flirtatiously, pleading with her eyes. Her artificial nails dug into my skin gently.
I smiled and winked. "Sure, no problem. We'll figure it out".
"Oh, you're the best!" She exclaimed happily and threw herself at me. I swear to God I didn't know what to do for a moment when her hands flew around my neck, and her body pressed to mine.
Shit!
"You fuckin lucky bastard." James mimed from behind me.
I grinned smugly and moved my hands to wrap around her waist, returning the embrace. Emmett just rolled his eyes.
She pulled away a moment later, her face still close to mine. All I could do was stare at her. All I wanted to do was stare at her.
She smiled seductively.
"Wanna dance?"
I glanced at the dance floor, seeing couples dancing to hip-hop that had started up. I glanced at my friends, who, James especially, seemed to be chatting eagerly to Jessica, one of Tanya's friends.
"Uh…"
"Oh come on, Edward. I'm not asking you to have sex with me. Surely your fiancé won't mind one little dance with me". She said teasingly.
I chuckled nervously. "Yeah um, s-sure. One dance."
"Yay!" She squealed, grabbing my hand and practically pulling me off the barstool. "Come on Jess, James, Laurent, Angela. Lets dance!"
Emmett just looked at me, the only one without a date and seemingly happy about it. He looked away and took another swing of his bottle.
"Emmett, no partner?" James joked, wrapping his arm around a blushing Jessica.
He smiled. "Nah man, I've gotta ring up Rose anyway."
He laughed. "Your call".
The girls dragged us off to the dance floor, not giving any of us the chance to change our mind. We got right in the middle of the mosh, where it was loud enough. I smiled at Tanya and we began to dance to the music together. She held my hands and I twirled her around, bringing her back to me and placing my hands lightly on her waist. After a few verses she drew herself closer to me, her body moving achingly slow against mine. She was so amazing dancing; she knew all the right moves to make guys around us watch her, entranced. Pride cursed through me and I pulled her closer. That seemed to be all the encouragement she needed, moving her back against my chest and moving to the beat. Her hands reached for mine; bringing them to waist, lower…to her hips. I wasn't complaining.
It's H-U-E-Y, home fly G five Toot that thang up mamii make it roll Pop lock and drop it Damn lil mama I`m sayin Toot that thang up mamii make it roll Pop lock and drop it Shawty snap (yeah!)
And by the look in my eyes she has nice thighs
What her mama done gave her then grew from no good to major
My pockets full of paper, born as a Missouri stater
Mami gon take it low if you can then touch your toes
You and your partna them, you can get dollas then
Trickin aint in my blood, but I`ma make it rain on`em
Too rich for dolla bills, I consider that as change
25`s on my range, I know that that`s a odd number
The way you tootin that thang can make the guys wonder
What`s underneathe or even if it's real
I`m hoping she a freak cause I ain`t tryna chill
I`m tryna get it poppin, wit a shortie like mine
That's willing to drop it low enough to blow my mind
It`s HUEZ and Bow Weezy
Let`s see if she can get lower than before on the remix
once you pop, pop lock it for me girl get low
if yo mama gave it to you, baby girl let it show
once you pop lock drop it for me maybe we can roll (oh)
Uh, all that in them jeans woo
Aye, aye, let me holla at chu for a minute
Hey what it is they call me Bow Wizzle
Now pop lock and drop for me, make that thang jiggle
She moves her hips just like Shakira
If she was in a contest she would be the winner (yep)
From Ohio all the way to St. Louis, hey all the girls do it just put your back into it
Now shake what she gave ya, I`m talking bout ya mama
If you wont do it for me then do it for these dollas
Cause I`ma make it rain, these otha dudes is lame
They talk a good game, but they can`t do the same
Now drop it up and down, now take it to the ground
If you wanna please me baby all you gotta do is
Pop, Lock, and Drop It
But baby don`t stop it, and do it like Chris Brown girl get it poppin
Man I`m a pro, look I`m far from a rookie
Girl get your pretty self over here gimme them cookies
once you pop, pop lock it for me girl get low
if yo mama gave it to you, baby girl let it show
once you pop lock drop it for me maybe we can roll (oh)
Damn, shawty snap (shaw-d-et)
Yea
Now let me ask you a lil question that you never heard
How do you make them dollas disappear like i`m for real for a lack of better words
Let me introduce my friend, that's Huey and Bow Wow
I`m the pain better known as Teddy Penderass down
I`m G (yea)
But, you probably already knew that
But you didn`t know that I could make you pop, lock and do that
I`m a stand i`m the baddest man alive
So let`s just bend your knees and do the G 5 (now we fly)
Yea you can do it (yea)
Yea know you see me (yea)
Yea you wanna be me (yea)
Yea you got my city (yea)
Yea know just a minute (yea)
Yea that`s Baby Huey (yea)
Yea that`s Bow Weezy (yea)
Yea that`s Teddy Pain yea i`ma make your body roll
Yea I`ma play you depending on how this money on the road
And I got it from my mama I aint tryna go pro
If you pop lock drop it I might let all of this go
Oooh
She moved closer and began to grind on me, softly at first. As if she didn't want me to think it was grinding. But that's what it was, especially when she grinded her ass right into me in the one place that she knew she could get me hard in a matter of seconds.
I bit my lip slightly, steadying her movement against the ache with my hands on her hips. Fuck, I was hard. And she felt it.
She turned around, and her eyes met mine. Her eyes twinkled, obviously meaning she got to do what she set out to do.
"Edward, wow". She said seductively. "I guess it's true then when James told me your fiancé won't fuck you."
Oh, God. If I wasn't hard before, I would be now. The way she said 'fuck' sent spasms through my body right down to the ache in my pants.
I didn't trust myself to answer with a dignified one, to I simply nodded. She smirked and lifted our twined hands in the air. She grabbed my shirt and brought me closer to her, reaching up on her toes even though she was wearing heels to whisper in my ear. My arm instinctively went to her waist as I bent down to hear.
"You are a great dancer. Turns me on". She whispered huskily and I shivered. "A girl that refuses to fuck you is insane. I'm going to guess you've been going without it for quite some time." She added, and I felt her lips move down to my neck, and her hand trailing down to my pants.
I moved away and grabbed her wrist gently to halt her action. "Tanya I can't."
It was meant to sound demanding, but came across more in a groan-like pleading tone.
She pouted attractively.
"I said one dance, that's it". I reminded her weakly.
She grinned at me and raised her eyebrows.
"You sure? I'd be more then happy to."
Fuck.
"I'm sure". I nodded. I needed to get the hell out of here before I lost it in my pants, bad. She threw her arms around me and pressed her lips to my lower cheek in a lingering kiss.
"See you later, then".
"Yeah". I managed to say before removing myself from her grip and immediately heading out of there. I pulled out my phone. Shit, eight thirty.
I ran back to the table to find Emmett and Laurent sculling beer.
"Where's James?" I asked, trying not to look as flustered as I damn well felt.
Emmett raised his eyebrow. "Fucking Jessica, what else?"
I smirked. Some things would never change. "Hey, I uh, gotta go. Bella's gonna kill me for being late for dinner." I quickly stuffed my wallet in my back pocket.
Emmett nodded and raised his beer. "Give her my love".
I chuckled and slapped his shoulder. "Catch you later, man". I made my way through the crowd and to the door. Slamming the key in the ignition, I quickly took my mind off Tanya as I headed home. I loved going out, I won't deny that. Every time I thought back to Tanya's hand on my jeans my mind took off and I couldn't fucking concentrate on anything else.
No, no man. Bella. Bella.
But that didn't help at all considering the situation I was in with Bella at the moment. I sighed when I thought about that. I still had no idea what to do, and I hadn't seen her all day. I felt like shit, but I didn't wanna talk to her so I ignored it every time her number came up on the screen. I didn't want to be yelling at her over the phone, or worse. If we had to talk this out, as per usual, I wanted to wait until the last possible moment to tackle it.
I parked outside, and headed upstairs, pulling out my keys. I unlocked the door and headed in, and was hit with the familiar wave of scent of my apartment. Home. My body instantly relaxed for the first time all day as I threw my books gently on the couch. Between the scent of my furniture, the carpet, the faint musty smell of a new place and Bella's natural scent that flooded it, it was nothing short of the familiar soothe that made me unwind.
I glanced up, expecting to see Bella and furrowing my eyebrows in confusion when I didn't.
"Bella?" I called.
Maybe she was still pissed at me, I thought. Maybe she was hiding in our room or something, refusing to talk to me all night. Just what I fuckin needed.
I headed into the bedroom.
"Bella!" I called again.
I went into the bedroom and opened it. It was tidy and the bed was made, so she'd obviously cleaned this morning. Nope, not there.
I sighed and headed into the kitchen, seeing she definitely wasn't in the shower. I headed in, and found everything clean except the table set. Bella wasn't here.
My eye caught the note, or something, next to the set dishes. There was money next to it. I picked it up, and saw she'd attached a photo with tape. I glanced at the note.
I ordered pizza for you. Will be delivered at nine.
I love you. I'm sorry.
B.
My eyes drifted downward to the photo of what I knew was one of her favorites of the two of us lying down together, both laughing and cuddling. I smiled and traced my finger over the image of her.
She was so beautiful in this picture.
Knock Knock.
I dropped the photo, the noise startling me. It couldn't be Bella, she didn't need to knock. I glanced at the door and headed over, opening it up.
A pizza guy stood there with two pizzas. "Edward Cullen?" He questioned.
"Oh, yeah. Thanks. I'll get you the money". I headed back to the table and picked up Bella's money, handing it to him.
He smiled and thanked me, handing me the pizzas.
"Have a good night".
"Thanks". I smiled and closed the door. I stared at the pizzas, and sighed. I took them back to the kitchen and sat them on the table. I would have normally waited for Bella to eat with me, but I figured she had gone out with her friends, probably Alice or Rose shopping. And I was starving.
I opened up the boxes and smiled at the fact that she got me the ones she knew were my favorite. I pulled one piece and placed it on my plate, sitting down at the table to eat. I chewed slowly, staring at the chair opposite me. I couldn't remember the last time I'd had dinner alone, and it was weird. Guess it was nicer then fighting with Bella.
I took another bite, relishing in the taste. All I could hear was myself eating, and it became uncomfortable after a minute. I turned around and glanced around the apartment, before settling on the TV. I turned it on and put it up louder then normal to drown out the silence.
Sport, that'll do.
I took my plate with me and got another pizza, before sitting down on the couch and relaxing.
Bella's POV.
"It's been too long since you've hung out with us, Bells". Adriana smiled at me and clinked my glass. I smiled back at her after laughing at something one of the other girls' said about investigative journalism.
"We're all heading that way," She had joked and we had laughed heartedly.
We had all arrived there early, and everyone kept coming and coming. It was so, so much fun. I had missed going out with them so much. My class was awesome.
"Hey, what did I miss?" A deep, throaty voice came from behind us. I turned around and saw a very tall guy with a lovely smile approach the table. He was dark, with black shiny hair. He was very built, and very handsome. Nothing like Edward, though.
In fact he was so unlike Edward, I couldn't really compare them. Edward's skin was beautifully pale, and his killer crooked smile was completely the opposite of this guy's perfectly straight smile.
Sienna glanced at me and raised her eyebrows approvingly at him. I shook my head with a smile and lifted my hand again to make the ring visible. She rolled her eyes.
"Jacob!" Adriana grinned at him and got up to hug him. "So glad you made it! Let me introduce all my friends, though you met them all last week".
He laughed and nodded. "I remember most of you".
His eyes set on me and he smiled charmingly. Adriana looked to me and smiled too." Bella, this is Jacob Black. Jake this is Isabella Swan. She doesn't come out much at all". She added to him.
"I can understand that". He joked and came around to stand in front of me. "Pleased to meet you Isabella". He reached out his hand and so did I, but he took my hand in his gently and placed a kiss upon it.
I blushed. "Just Bella, Jacob. And it's nice to meet you too".
"Alright Bella. Call me Jake, then". He smiled at me, letting go of my hand and pulling up a chair next to me.
I blushed again. He motioned to my hand. "Walking down the aisle soon?"
I smiled shyly. "Yeah."
Jake lifted his drink to his lips. "He's a lucky guy, I'm sure." He smiled at me, exposing his beautiful white, straight teeth.
I blushed again and cursed myself for it. This guy was on a record. For a moment I hoped he wasn't going to keep this up or else I'd faint from lack of blood anywhere else but my face.
"While we are on that conversation, how is that drop dead gorgeous fiancé of yours, Bells?" Vivian asked me, and I had to laugh when I saw Sienna roll her eyes.
"Just drop dead."
All the girls laughed, and Jake chuckled lightly.
I raised an eyebrow at her. "Hey! What did you promise?"
Sienna laughed. "I didn't, Cass did. She's the one missing out on the fun".
Cass pouted and I couldn't help but smile before looking back to Vivian. "He's…good. Really good. He's happy with his degree, and yeah he's doing really well".
Vivian raised her eyebrows and Jenny hid her laugh. "Uh, Bells, I think she means how are the two of you doing? Together?"
"Oh! Um, fine. Fine!" I smiled and nodded. "We're doing great".
"Uh Oh". Vivian joked and the other girls laughed. "What's the problem?"
Jake turned to look at me, and I blushed yet again. I hated being the center of anyone's attention.
"N-Nothing". I stuttered, and shook my head.
Vivian sighed and placed a drink in front of me. "Start talking, sister."
I sighed, and for once I just wanted relief from the images of seeing him smoke, holding his head miserably, staring at me with those loveless eyes like he had last night. Suspecting that he didn't want to marry me when I loved him more then life itself.
"I'm sorry Bells, I can't help this". Cass lifted her hands and turned to Vivian. "She's dating a jerk, that's what's wrong".
My eyes welled up with tears and I looked away. "He's not a jerk". I gritted through my teeth.
"I'm sure he isn't." Jake agreed next to me. "Only Bella would know what he's really like".
I smiled at him appreciatively.
Thank you.
"Exactly. Jake's right". I added. "None of you know what he's really like. How genuinely kind and sweet he is. He looks after me. He loves me".
Sienna scoffed. "Honey, that's the thing. We do know what he's really like. Don't you remember what we did this afternoon?" She reminded me. "No guy would do that".
"What did he do?" Jake asked gently. "I think I can answer that. I am a guy after all". He motioned to himself jokingly and I laughed a little.
"Do you mind if I tell him, Bella?" Cass asked and shrugged. I didn't, not really. I knew people found out anyway.
"No, I guess not".
"Well, they had an argument because he started up smoking and all she asked him to do was quit."
Jake furrowed his eyebrows. "Okay?"
"No, you don't understand". Adriana motioned to me. "Bella's mum passed away from…" She trailed off.
Jake's eyes widened and he turned to me. "Oh, wow. I'm so sorry, Bella." He nodded slowly. "Ok, I think I understand. And he gave you a hard time about, let me guess, controlling him?" He added.
I nodded timidly.
He laughed and shook his head, taking another drink. "Wow, the male species. We really are all alike." The girls laughed and I forced a smile.
He turned to me.
"What else?"
"He gets angry with her and turns the fight to make her feel guilty. So she ends up sleeping on the couch". Cass cut in.
Jake's eyebrows raised and he turned to me. "Oh, wow. Okay--"
"No, let us finish." Cass told him. "So then, Bella ends up feeling really guilty and tries to ring him today. He wouldn't answer. So we did a little experiment, and he answered the phone when I called but not for her. So there was no excuse. THEN, when I rang him, I asked him, just as a test you know, if he knew where Bella was. He told me he had no idea. And he was out, and Bella knew nothing about it". She took a deep breath in and looked at Jake skeptically. "So, what do you think? Plus, this is all in the space of two days. Not even."
Jake nodded slowly. "So when are you getting married?"
"Sunday". Adriana smirked and sipped her drink.
I bit my lower lip in agony. All my friends were laughing at my relationship and scoffing at it. I realized, tearfully, that no one here actually thought we would end up married on Sunday. No one, except me.
Jake bit his lower lip. "Wow, okay, Bella. Being honest here, I'm quite familiar with guy behavior as I've see it in my friends, and shamefully sometimes in myself a whole lot. First of all, if I was getting married to a girl, and not just any girl, but a girl as beautiful and obviously as precious as you are," I blushed at that.
"I wouldn't be treating her a week before the wedding like that. A lot of guys believe that marriage is the end of your blissful single life, and sure, whatever makes you happy," He joked, and I even had to laugh at that.
"But, it isn't. Not if you marry the right person. And this guy seems to already under the marriage blues, and he isn't even married to you yet! That can come thirty years into marriage, definitely not at the beginning, and definitely not a week before. That's when you should both be excited and happy. Everything should be complete bliss. Of course there's going to be the occasional stress with the planning, but that shouldn't come close to the joy you should both be feeling. I'd be walking on air a week before my wedding if I truly loved the girl". He explained gently.
"You deserve that at least". He added softly.
"He's right, Bells". Sienna nodded, and I heard muffled agreement from the other girls too.
"What about the phone thing he did this afternoon?" Cass asked.
"Well, not answering her is just immature". He said straight out. "I'm not going to lie. That was plain rude, and disrespectful. And if anyone should take an interest in where his fiancé is twenty four seven, it should be him".
I tensed, and he looked at me. "Oh, no offence, Bella". He tried to smile at me. "I'm just speaking from a third perspective here. And I can't stand guys that have no respect. I've walloped quite a few of them to defend my girl friends".
I managed a weak smile and nodded. "Thanks, Jake".
Adriana smiled and turned to him. "Jake, why are guys such jerks?" She exclaimed dramatically.
He laughed nervously. "Oh, wow. Ok, why are guys--Well, where do I start?" He mused, and we all laughed hysterically at his expression.
One of the dance techno songs came on, and Adriana squealed. "Oh my God, girls! Best song! Lets go dance."
I laughed and waved my hand. "You guys go".
"Come on, Jake!"
He turned to me. "You okay, Bella?"
I smiled at him reassuringly. "I'm fine, Jake. Thank you. You go, really." I encouraged him.
He smiled back at Adriana and looked at me. "I promised her a dance, but I'm not really much of a dancer. I'll be back." He gently nudged my arm and headed off. I watched as he danced with Adriana, and smiled. I wasn't a dancer, and I was clumsy. Bad combination for me.
He glanced at me while he was dancing, and after dancing for a while longer with her he said something and came back to me.
He smiled in a friendly way and held his hand out.
"Come on. Dance with me, Bella".
My eyes widened. "J-Jake, I can't. I'm terrible at it".
He glanced up at the DJ and smiled. "It's just slow dancing, Bella. Not too bad. I'll lead you, come on. No one should be sitting here on their own. Especially you".
I smiled up at him shyly and blushed, before placing my hand in his. He smiled and nodded, leading me up and to the dance floor.
Every time I had danced with Edward, he'd lifted me on his own feet because he knew I was bad. I wasn't about to suggest that to Jake, though. So I was worried for him.
"So, you have issues with dancing, hmm?" He asked.
"Yeah". I nodded shamefully.
He laughed at my expression. "Relax, Bella. Ok." He held his hands out. "Place your hand on my shoulder. Just…there. Yes. And this hand…" He reached for mine and intertwined with his. "Stays with mine."
His other hand gently placed itself on my waist, a respective touch. I drew closer to him so it didn't look ridiculous, and with what he began to lead me. I grinned in how it became easier when my feet followed his and I was actually dancing, on my own! He grinned at me.
"You've got it!"
"Jake, I'm dancing!" I squealed, probably a bit too loudly. He laughed and nodded. "Yes, you are! And doing really well."
I had to admit; it felt nice to dance with someone who had faith in my own dancing abilities. I guess the saying was right. Nothing's impossible.
I smiled at that thought as Jake twirled me around the dance floor gracefully.
These days, you barely even say my name, These nights, I fall asleep wondering where you are, Cause if being with you means being alone, But I can't move on, My friends say, that I should leave you behind, But I know that what we both share is real, Cause if being with you means being alone, But I can't move on, Ma-ma-ma-mama caught up, Always a lady, Shorty, yeah he cheated, Fuss... Fight, Lil mama can't move on, But I can't move on,
Like you don't really feel the same,
I'm wondering what's to blame.
It feels like we're falling apart,
And it's only breaking my heart.
And never knowing when you're coming home,
Then I guess I'm better off on my own.
Cause that means forgetting, forgetting everything we had,
Instead I keep running, keep running, I keep running back.
Cause I keep forgetting, forgetting you treat me so bad,
So I keep on coming, keep coming, I keep coming back.
I keep coming back
I keep running back
I keep coming back
I keep running back
I keep coming, I keep coming back.
And stop wasting all of my time,
They tell me that I'm outta my mind.
And I've been willing to deal,
With the way that you're making me feel.
And never knowing when you're coming home,
Then I guess I'm better off on my own.
Cause that means me forgetting, forgetting everything we had,
Instead I keep running, keep running, I keep running back.
Cause I keep forgetting, forgetting you treat me so bad,
So I keep on coming, keep coming, I keep coming back.
I keep coming back,
I keep running back
I keep coming back,
I keep running back
I keep coming, I keep coming back.
We done all heard the same story,
Just different authors,
this book crazy.
Looking for love where there's a maybe,
They might could be together,
They fight to be together,
A'ight to be together.
You say you don't need it,
Turn around and leave it,
Oh, he back next week.
And then the whole thing repeat like nothing ever happened,
Dat was just rapping,
No publishing,
Shorty you knew that he don't got the same government.
But it's her fault she struggling,
She can't... move... on.
Cause that means forgetting, forgetting everything we had,
Instead I keep running, keep running, I keep coming back.
I keep coming back,
Keep running back,
And I keep coming back,
I keep running back,
I keep coming back,
I keep running back,
I keep running, keep running back.
I can keep coming back,
I can keep coming back,
I can keep running back,
I can keep coming back,
I can keep running back...
To you.
I smiled as the song finished and he let me go. "And it's done". He smiled at me and lifted my hand. "Congratulations!"
I laughed and hugged him. "Thanks Jake".
"Sure, sure." He chuckled and hugged me back. "Anytime you want to go dancing again, and that fiancé of yours isn't up for it, let me know". He teased.
I laughed and pulled back. "You'll have to come over and meet Edward. You two would get along well."
He smiled a casual smile. "Sure, Bella. We should stay in contact, you know, as friends". He suggested lightly, and I paused for a moment, then nodded. I'm sure Edward wouldn't mind, because I'll tell him. I don't hide things from him.
"Invite me over. I'm flexible". He handed me his number he had written down earlier.
"Thanks. Will do". I smiled and placed it in my pocket. "I'll have to talk to Edward about it, though. You understand, right?"
"Of course". He smiled at me. "Let me know, Bella."
I nodded and looked back to the table where the shots were. Jacob followed my eyesight. "Up for another drink?"
I wrinkled my nose delicately. "I'm not sure I should". I admitted.
Adriana came dancing from behind me. "Don't be silly, Bella. Of course you should. At least another two". She dragged me back to the table and I looked back to Jacob.
"Guess that's a yes". I remarked and he laughed, reaching for my other arm.
"Don't worry, I'll look after you."
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Edward's POV.
I had finished the majority of the first pizza, sighing at the open box in front of me, before glaring back at the TV. There was crap on after the sport, as usual.
I pulled my sleeves up and ran my fingers through my hair. Where was Bella? She should have been back by now, all the stores closed over an hour ago. I checked my watch.
That's when I lurched from the couch. Shit, I hadn't even realized how late it was. Eleven thirty, and she hadn't even bothered to ring. I reluctantly pulled out my phone and flipped it open to see the same picture of Bella and I are home on the couch together. I searched through my phone book until I found Bella's and hit call.
I held it next to my ear and waited. It rang, and rang. And rang.
And rang out.
I furrowed my eyebrows and stared at it. Now that was something that never happened. Bella had never missed my call unless she was in class and I knew she wasn't now.
I waited for a minute, figuring she'd see the missed call and call me back.
Nothing.
I pulled it out again, when my house phone rang. I smirked and figured it was Bella calling, getting up to answer.
"Bella?"
"No. Sorry to disappoint you, son". Carlisle laughed on the other end.
I half smiled and closed my eyes. "Hey, Dad. What's up?"
"Not much, just wanting to confirm we're flying on Saturday morning at 11am."
"Uh…" I ran a hand through my hair. "…ok. Yeah. Bella's parents are flying in too, so I'll be there to pick the four of you up."
"Okay, good". He paused. "Speaking of Bella, isn't she there? It's very late".
I winced. What could I say? She's out and I have no idea where? That would sound real good to my parents. I tried to think of something legitimate.
"She's, nah she's at Rose's place for a bit."
"Oh. Nice. A girl's night out?" He chuckled, and I forced a laugh.
"I guess so".
"Oh, what a shame then. Your mum wanted to chat with her, it's been a while. Well give her our love, ok?"
I smiled slightly. "Sure. I'll see you Saturday, then."
"How's the wedding plans going by the way?" He checked quickly. "Everything alright?"
I glanced down at my fingers and hoped to God I could fool my own father. "Yeah, everything's great. I'm really excited, Bella and I both are".
"Good, Good". He said happily; I could almost hear him smile. "See you Saturday then."
"Sure, Dad. Bye". I hung up the phone gently.
How the hell was I going to be able to do this with my parents…No, scratch that. Both our parents' there waiting for us to get married. I couldn't do anything about it now. I couldn't walk out on my fiancé only six days before our wedding.
And speaking of waiting, I glanced at my watch again and cursed. It was quarter to twelve. Bella knew I didn't like it when she arrived late anytime. The curfew in this house was twelve. At twelve we both agreed we'd be in bed, unless under exceptional circumstances like study.
See, this is what pissed me off. James, the single happy-go-lucky bachelor got his fair share of women, and he didn't have to wait for one and sit around worrying. The lucky fucker got to go to bed whenever he chose. But me? I was up waiting for her cause fucked if I know whether she had her keys or not.
I rang her again, and she still didn't answer.
She was so damn stubborn. Maybe she wasn't answering on purpose cause I was rejecting her calls earlier. But there's no way she could have been one hundred percent sure of that.
"Christ, Bella". I growled as the clock slid to ten to twelve and she still wasn't answering. I pulled out my phone again. This was getting ridiculous. Where on earth was she?
I dialed Alice's number held it to my ear.
"Hello?"
"Ally? It's me."
"Hey, Edward. What's up?"
"Are you with Bella?" I asked, fidgeting with the hem of my shirt. She giggled at something and I heard Jasper's voice in the background. I rolled my eyes.
"Stop it, Jazz. Huh, Edward? No I'm not with Bella. Wait…why?"
"You're not?" I asked, surprised. "Is Rose?"
"Nope. She's out with Emmett."
"Are you kidding?"
"No, why?"
I sighed, frustrated. "I don't know where the hell she is. She left me dinner and a note saying she was out and I haven't heard from her."
"How long as she been gone?" Alice asked, concerned.
"Fucked if I know".
"Edward".
"Sorry. Look Ally, I'm going to go. I'll give her another ring. Talk to you later."
"Oh, well let me know if you don't hear from her by half past, ok?"
"Yep". I hung up and dialed Bella's number again. Sure enough, nothing.
I was on the verge of seething as I remembered the call her friend made to me this afternoon. Maybe she knew where she was. I browsed the number and rang it. What was her name? Jesus, I couldn't even remember. Christine? Cathy?
I'd have to play it by ear.
It rang for a while, and just when I was about to hang up I heard a slurred voice answer and girls' giggling. "Hel…lo?"
"Um, hey". I mumbled uncomfortably. "Who's this again?"
"Cassssssss. Who the...who is this?" She slurred, her words barely making sense.
Cass, that was it.
"Cass, it's Edward."
"Who?"
"Edward Cullen. Bella's…fiancé."
"OH! Oh My God, Edward fucking Cullen! Edward Cullen as in Bella Swan's fiancé; Edward Cullen! Hey shithead, what do you want?" She asked harshly.
I rolled my eyes. I knew this girl hated me and I wasn't fond of her either. Bella's friend or not, I didn't give a shit.
"Is Bella there?"
"Why the fuck does it matter to you?"
I kept my God damn mouth shut and only replied nicely. "Can I talk to her if she is, please?"
"You don't care about her. Why should I?"
I gritted my teeth angrily. Okay, she was seriously getting on my last nerve. What gives her the right to presume shit like that? Damn bitch.
"Is she there?" I asked again, making my voice sound a hell of a lot sterner. "Put her on the phone. Now."
"Oh, now you're ordering me". She giggled, and hiccupped. "Yeah, Bella's here. And guess what Prince Charming. You aren't talking to her. Besides…" She giggled again. "…She doesn't need you. She's pretty much distracted by the hot new guy."
That was it. I blew, slamming my first into the armrest. "Put her on the fucking phone!"
"Is that Edward? Oh My God, stop being a bitch, Cass!" I heard someone say in the background, and the phone crackled before another voice answered.
"Edward?"
"Where is Bella?" I asked angrily. "Put her on the damn phone!"
"Edward, calm down. It's not what you think. Cass was just stirring. I'm glad you called, though. Bella's had a little too much to drink. Our fault". She added quickly. "I gave her a drink I didn't realize she had a bad reaction to. She's in pretty bad shape, one of my friends, Jacob, is just looking after her. Nothing else, I swear. I need you to come and get her, though. We're at the university pub. We've all been drinking, we can't drive".
I rubbed my head, more fucking pissed then I had been all week. Why the fuck was Bella drinking? She never had alcohol!
"What the hell have you guys done to her?" I questioned angrily. "Bunch of fucking great friends you are. I'll be there in ten minutes, and I'm only there to pick my fiancé up, so the rest of you can walk the fuck home!" I added, closing the phone. More like slamming it.
I quickly grabbed my wallet and locked up, heading out to the car. I got in and slammed the door, the tires squealing a little as I turned the wheel and headed off. I was so pissed off, I swear I might just have smoke coming out of my ears. I made it there in five, and got out, making a run for the pub. The sooner I got her out of there, the better.
I opened the door and my eyes searched for her.
"Edward?"
I turned around to see the whole group of them. I recognized a few and stalked over. "Where is she?"
The brunette nudged behind her, and I saw her 'so called' friend, with Bella, his hand on her forehead as she lay still, unmoving. Fuck.
I shoved past the girls surrounding her, and the guy, Jacob or whatever his name was, stood in front of Bella in some sort of protective stance. Obviously, he didn't know who I was.
"Who the hell are you?"
I shoved him back, not in the mood for anyone's shit. "Bella's fiancé, that's who. So keep your god damn hands off of her."
His eyes widened in surprise but I didn't waste another moment watching his reaction. I sighed and wrapped my arm around Bella's waist gently, lifting her up easily in my arms. She moaned softly, and wrapped her arms around my neck instinctively.
I would have smiled if I hadn't been so annoyed. Not really with her, just with these fucked up friends of hers.
"Edward". She moaned painfully.
"Are you alright?" I asked, pulling her up gently against my chest.
"Think…had…too much…drink…"She mumbled incoherently. I saw her eyes flutter open and closed, wet with tears. "I'm sorry…Edward…I'm…so…sorry…"
"Sshh, love." I reached for her bag and held it under my arm, not even bothering to thank the girl who handed it to me. I turned around and looked from her to them.
"You guys were meant to be watching out for her. If I ever see Bella in this state again, it will be the last straw". I raised my eyes from her friends to him, making sure the message applies.
I then turned around and headed back to the car, opening it and setting her in the passenger's seat gently. Her head slumped back and she whimpered. I closed the door and headed around to mine, getting in and heading off.
I kept looking back to her; unable to figure out exactly what state she was in. She seemed tipsy, asleep, and yet awake all at the same time.
"Ed..ward…" She murmured.
"Yeah Bella?"
"I love you." She mumbled softly, and began to shake her head. "Please don't break up with me."
I froze and looked back to her. She seemed to be asleep now, just sleep talking. How could I deny her that, yet again? It was as though every time she pleaded with me, my own mind went into overdrive. Forget about what I wanted, it was all about her. Give her everything. It was automatic, now.
But would giving her what she wanted risk me making, what could be…a mistake? A mistake we'd both regret?
"Edward". She mumbled again.
I parked outside, and opened the door to lift her up in my arms. She was still mumbling incoherently as I opened the door and closed it. She weighed absolutely nothing, which concerned me. I rested her on the couch for a moment, and her head slumped back. She lifted her left arm over her head, and the light caught her engagement ring. It sparkled delicately, and I couldn't help but think it looked so beautiful there, on her finger.
She must have been exhausted, she hadn't woken.
"Oh, Bella". I whispered and bent down beside her. I gently stroked the hair out of her face and kissed her forehead lightly. I inhaled her scent, and my body instantly relaxed, like it was some kind of drug addiction to me now.
She didn't move, just kept breathing at the same slow pace.
I lifted her up in my arms and took her to our bed, setting her down before stripping her off her clothes. I had seen Bella in her underwear many times, and we had taken a further step where she had been topless with me, with just her panties on. But that's as far as it ever went.
I unzipped her dress and slid it down her body and off her legs, and gently unclasped her bra, trying not to look and make it easier for myself as I threw on one of my old shirts that she slept in. She whimpered softly, but said nothing. I took off her shoes, before grabbing one of her boxer shorts and sliding them up her legs, to her waist. I placed her dress to the side, before looking back to her. I sighed and got up on the bed, my arms on either side of her as I bent down and softly kissed her forehead. She sighed peacefully. I gently lifted her up and opened her side of the bed, laying her amongst the sheets and covering her up. I gently stroked her cheek, watching the way she scrunched her nose in the cutest way.
I love her, I do.
I placed the keys down on the table, undressing and pulling my old black pants I wear to bed, before turning the light off. I looked back to her, looking so helpless at that moment. I got into bed, lying on my elbow. Just watching her like this, she looked so tiny, like a little girl again. She attracted me, no doubt, but seeing her like this, my mind switched to Tanya and the differences became clear. Tanya was a woman, a real woman, with a real body and real attractive features. That's what I was attracted to, and my Bella would never have that.
Maybe Bella deserved someone like her, someone who was of her age maturity, the same stage in life. I was on the verge of finishing my education, and Bella had only just begun. She was still so young; I couldn't imagine why she wanted to be married at this time of her life. She should be having a ball being single and out dancing with her friends every night, not living the life of an older married woman. I was doing this to her.
That's why, in so many ways, I could see her life improving without me, and mine without her. I wasn't sure I was ready to live the life of a married man, and what if Bella fell pregnant?
My mind retaliated at the thought. I was nowhere near ready to be a father, yet I knew the moment I was married the expectation from our families, and in a way Bella, would arise. She might be ready to have a baby in the next year or so, but I wasn't. Damn, I was still a kid in many ways. I wasn't a man looking for responsibility, and I knew I should have figured that out before I agreed to marry her.
There it was. I was becoming frustrated again, and I couldn't sleep. I got up and sighed deeply, reaching for my pants and fumbling with what I needed, before heading out the back, onto the verandah. I lit my cigarette, desperate for a long drag that I knew would calm me down and make me think rationally once again.
So? What'd you think?
Are they gonna get married or what?
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