The Roommate.

Chapter 6. (Bella's POV)

The next day, I happily switched classes. Oddly enough, Mr. Mabry avoided me when I walked to my new class. He looked terribly frightened. I didn't do anything - though I was about to flip him off - and it confused me. I called him an asshole, so what? That scared him?

I frowned and rolled my eyes and headed to my new professor, Dr. Meyer. The day dragged again, and finally, all of my classes were done. I started to walk back to my apartment, when somebody called me.

"Bella! Wait up!" I turned to find Alice running to catch up with me. "How'd did your new class go?" she asked once she caught up. We started walking.

"Better. My teacher's a woman, so…" I chuckled and shrugged.

"What about that douche bag of a teacher?"

"He…" I frowned. "He acted like something was wrong with him when I saw him. He avoided me, and looked…scared? I don't know. I didn't know I could scare somebody shitless by just calling them an asshole." Alice smirked.

"Riiight," she said, drawing out the word. "Well, can I ask you something?"

"Sure, what is it?"

"Next weekend, I'm going to my parent's house to visit. I really want you to come. Think you can?"

"Sure, I'd love to."

She beamed. "Excellent. It's an hour away from here; we can take my car, and I can pay for everything-"

"No way. I can at least pay for my own food or something."

"Fine," she laughed. "We'll leave next Friday and come back Sunday afternoon."

…

"What are you looking for?" Edward asked me as I literally destroyed my closet.

"My boots. My fucking two hundred dollar boots. I could've sworn I brought them…"

They went with the outfit I was wearing, and I haven't gotten a chance to wear them yet. Edward lounged on my bed, obviously amused my frustrated state. He bit his lip to keep from laughing. I threw my fuzzy pink slipper at his face.

"Love you too," he said sheepishly. I grimaced and continued the search for my boots. "Maybe Alice borrowed them." I stopped dead in my tracks.

Does this chick own anything of her own? I sighed heavily and trudged to her room while Edward was laughing.

Jerk.

"I heard you!" he called.

Did I say that out loud?

"Yeah…you kind of did." It was my turn to laugh now. I opened the door to her room. She wasn't here, and I had no clue where she went everyday, but around this time, she was never here. I opened my closet and tada!

They were sitting right there; the first thing you saw. I sighed and snatched my boots, putting them on. The fit about halfway…

I pulled. The boot would not slide on. I tugged. Nothing. Frowning in confusion, and I pulled them off and check the size. Seven? I wear eights!

Unless I bought the wrong size accidentally…. I shook my head.

No, I tried these on before buying them, and they fit perfectly. They were eights! Edward was with me. So was Em and Rosalie. I sat there for a moment and then gasped.

Alice must have bought the same pair.

"That little…" Why would…unless it was a coincidence. I looked back up at her closet and saw a denim mini skirt hanging up. It looked like the one I bought when Alice and I went shopping that day…

I checked the size.

It was in her size.

"The fuck…" I looked around and saw a baby doll top that looked like mine as well. Checked the size. Alice's size. I looked around and saw….Oh my God.

She had the same clothes as me.

Should I feel uncomfortable or flattered?

Because I'm fucking not comfortable with this.

She was taking this "twins" thing I little too far…

"Bella what are you…" Edward leaned against the doorway. "What are you doing?" he asked slowly.

"Come look at this," I said a little hoarsely.

"I don't think I feel comfortable looking through somebody else's closet when they don't about it," he said. I laugh once. It sounded harsh.

"These are my clothes," I told him. "She bought clothes just like me, and her closet looks identical to mine!"

Edward lifted an eyebrow. "Serious?"

"Yeah I'm serious! Look!" He shrugged of the doorway and walked over. When he saw Alice's closet, he burst out laughing.

"Why are you laughing?" I said through my teeth. He immediately stopped laughing and looked at me.

"Why are you so upset?" he asked, still chortling. "You should be flattered. She thinks your style is cute. I know I do." I grimaced.

"I think it's weird. It's like she doesn't have a mind of her own. Everything I do, she does. She agrees with me on everything and…I really think she threw out that picture of me and Rosalie."

"What?"

"Well, I use to have and picture of me and Rose on a side table, and one day, it wasn't there. She said that she never saw picture there but…"

"You're making it seem like she's psychotic or something," Edward said. "She seems perfectly normal to me." I rolled my eyes.

"I think she likes you," I mumbled. Edward grimaced.

"Sweetheart, really. We're just friends. Even if she did, I hold no interest in her." He wrapped his arms around my waist and kissed my forehead. "I only love you. Doesn't this explain it?" He held up my left hand. The engagement ring on my third finger seemed to glow, if a such thing were possible. I smiled and wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling his lips to mine.

After making sure Alice's room looked as if nobody messed through it, I grabbed the collar of his shirt and pulled him into my room. He chuckled and turned us around, backing me up to my bed after shutting and locking my door. My knees hit the back of my bed, and Edward gently lowered me down. My lips never left his as he pulled me to the center of the bed. My tongue slipped past my lips and into his mouth, and his hands traveled down my sides. I shivered and sighed.

Edward pulled away and kissed my chest, his hands gripping the bottom of my shirt. He pulled away only to pull the shirt over my head, and he threw that somewhere behind him. I quickly unbuttoned his shirt and pulled it down as far as I could reach. My hands roamed his chest as he pulled his shirt all the way off. My breathing became embarrassingly heavy, but I didn't have time to think about that as Edward unbuttoned my jeans.

"Make me forget my name," I whimpered, my thoughts in too much of a lusty haze to realize I said that out loud.

Edward groaned and pulled down my pants. He took his finger and guided it up my fabric covered sex. I arched my back and moaned loudly.

"I can feel how wet you are for me," Edward murmured.

"Only you," I told him. We quickly got the rest of our clothes off. Edward took his time, handling me like I was fragile, looking at me like I was his world. I truly believed him when he tells me nothing could come between us, and it was silly to doubt him now. Of course he loves me and only me; there's really no other way.

Edward's lips trailed over me body, leaving sweet kisses as he entered me. I opened my mouth, but no sound came out as he continued to thrust into me. I held to the sheets and his arm for dear life. The noises I were making were quite embarrassing, but it seemed to turn him on even more.

"Edward…" I cried out. I was close, and I could tell he was too and he started to pound into me faster.

"Fuck," he muttered, crashing his lips to mine as I uttered unclear words. My hands pulled at his hair so hard, I wouldn't be surprised I pulled them out of the roots. He wasn't complaining.

"Shit…Edward…ohh…I'm about to…" Yeah…I couldn't finish that sentence. My orgasm was so strong, I screamed his name over and over. Edward followed soon after, tumbling off the edge with me. Edward thrust a few more times and then stilled, hovering above me, his eyes closed, his mouth slightly open. He collapsed on me, keeping all of his weight off of me though. I brought his lips to mine and kissed him with all of the energy I had left in me. We laid there for a few minutes, not saying much, in a tangled, sweaty, blissful heap.

Hehe, Mom was smart to put me on birth control.

"What's so funny?" Edward asked me, pulling a blanket over us.

"I was just remembering the day Mom put me on birth control. I was mortified." Edward chuckled.

5 Years Ago…

"You what!" I asked my mother. Clearly she was joking.

"I'm taking you to your doctor to get some birth control pills." She said it like it was the most obvious thing in the world. Given, my dad was only two rooms away. She continued folding clothes like the words "birth control" didn't leave her mouth.

"But why?" I asked her.

"Oh come on," she said, putting down one of dad's shirts. "Are you telling me that you and Edward haven't had sex yet?" I cringed. She nodded, understanding. "Exactly. I know you two have. I saw him buying condoms the other day!" I gaped.

"What?" I almost shrieked.

Mom laughed. "Yep. Poor boy didn't see me, though. Better me than Charlie, right? Your father would go berserk. I didn't stop him or anything; it's good you're using protection. Though, I really wished you two have waited, I also know that you two are meant to be. I really think he's "it" for you, Bella, I really do." I couldn't believe these words were coming from my mom.

"I do too," I said wholeheartedly.

She continued folding the laundry. "Soo…tell me!" she grinned widely. I arched an eyebrow.

"Tell you what?"

"Tell me, how was it like? Your very first time!"

I groaned.

I groaned because my mom wanted to know about my sex life, and my first time with Edward wasn't so…lovely. It was a memory that I didn't care to really remember. Though I knew it would be…unpleasant, I didn't really imagine it would be that bad! Or hurt that bad…

"So wait," Edward said, pulling me from my thoughts. "Your mom actually saw me buying condoms?" I nodded and giggled when he went pale.

"Wonderful," he muttered.

"She was okay with it. A little too okay," I mumbled. Edward chuckled. I sat up and faced him. "I feel sticky and hot. Shower with me?"

"Baby, you don't have to ask twice," he smiled wickedly.

`~**TR**~`

I headed downstairs hand in hand with Edward, and I stopped dead in my tracks when I saw who was downstairs. I wanted to crawl in a hole and die.

Alice.

"Uh…uh…" I stammered.

"Hey guys," Alice smiled sweetly. "What's up?"

"Hey Ali," Edward said easily, sitting in the loveseat across from Alice. Alice flipped through some channels on the TV.

"Hey…how long have you been here?" I asked, following Edward and sitting beside him.

"Just got in about twenty minutes ago."

Okay…so, twenty minutes ago, we were in the shower. I sighed in relief.

Edward sighed deeply while looking at his phone.

"What's wrong?" I asked him.

"Emmett's called me about ten times already," he explained, annoyed. She called his voicemail and listened to the messages he left. Edward laughed at some of them. "You have to listen to some of these," he said, putting on the speakerphone.

"Uh…yeah so, I kinda know what you're doing right about now, but I'm really hungry. Order some pizza? 'Cause I'm broke. Yep…broke."

"Dude, how long do it take you to get off? You better not be going on round four while I'm starving to death!"

"Answer the fucking phone! Gosh, you're like an Engergizer bunny; you just keep going and going and fucking going! I'm going to die of hunger, and you'll have no one but yourself to blame!"

"You know what? At my funeral, you're going to have to explain to my family why the Hell I'm dead! Because you starved me! If you don't get your horny ass back home with a large pizza, you'll be finding my corpse!"

"If it's not too much to ask, I'd like pepperoni."

"Emmett is a riot!" Alice said, holding her side and laughing her ass off. I was laughing so much, I was crying.

"Yeah…no. Try living with him. He's a total pain in the ass." I was still laughing. Edward rolled his eyes. "I better call him."

"He's probably dead now," I said, rolling my eyes. "And will have no one but you to blame…"

"Ha ha." I chuckled as he walked into the kitchen.

"We should do something this weekend," I said to Alice.

"Can't. I have…plans. It's really important. I'm sorry."

"Oh that's fine." Wonder what her plans were. If she was going to by a necklace like mine, I'll snap.

"Well, I guess I need to leave before Em goes crazy," Edward sighed. I stood up to kiss his lips.

"Love you," I whispered.

"Love you." He looked and Alice. "Sorry I couldn't stay…"

"It's fine," she replied sweetly. "Maybe some other time?"

"Sounds great," he smiled. I led him out the door.

"So, what's going on this weekend?" I asked Alice. "If you don't mind me by asking."

"Well, I'm meeting up with a friend. Perhaps you know him?"

"Who?"

"Jacob Black. He's actually my cousin by marriage. He says he knows you?"

I froze and gulped.

"J-Jacob Black?" I whispered.

"Yeah. He never told me about you, but he said you two use to be close friends."

Yeah. A little more than close friends.

Funny thing is, he and Edward never got along in middle school before moved. Now he's back.

Oh joy.

A/N: Longer chapter, I know, but you guys deserved it. Reviews are my motivators. I haven't been getting any of those lately, and it makes me sad. Not really, but I do feel good when I get a review! But anyway, leave me your thoughts on what you think is the beef between Jacob and Bella…