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Kelser
Chapter Seven
Realization came knocking on my door again, when I remembered I was naked. I was lying underneath my husband, and I was naked. I had no reason to be ashamed of being with Edward like this, but having an audience, with Jacob in it, doesn't really make me feel so secure.
So I did what any girl would do in this scenario. I pulled up the sheets and covered myself, while screaming, "GET OUT, JACOB!"
He didn't bulged, and this served to annoy me further. Jacob was just standing in MY room, being his usual annoying naked self, and Edward was the only one in the room with any pants on.
Just a regular day in my life.
Then, Jacob caught my interest, "Don't you want to know, what Eddie's been hiding from you? Aren't you dying to know?"
I poked my head out of the covers and saw Edward retreating from the bed.
"Now is not the time, Jacob," Edward said sternly. "Leave her be."
I could see Jacob rolling his eyes as Edward walked towards him. "Oh please, act like Mr. Innocent. You know I could hear you miles away, trying and failing, to make fuck her."
I blushed. Such rude terminology for a guy who tried to sleep with me only hours ago.
Edward looked at me and grinned, "Yes, I know you could hear, but I didn't need to use magic to make her want me. I can do that on my own. You can't."
Jacob paused a moment, then retorted, "Stop going through my head, its unfair and you know it. It's not called magic, dumb fuck."
Seriously, he was so rude sometimes.
"Stop swearing, please," I requested. "We're adults, so we can act like it and talk like it." A pause. "Jacob, what magic is Edward talking about?"
Edward butted in, "We can dress like adults, as well. Jacob, please find some suitable attire."
Jacob smiled, "As long as she's naked, I'm naked."
Men are so nasty. Do they really need to say such things?
"I'm getting dressed, Jacob. Which is why, I WANT YOU OUT! Then, I will have breakfast, and we will talk! Okay? Understand that? I am hungry, I want food, and I want you OUT!"
"Aw, can't we have some fun first, Bella? I'm naked, you're naked, so let's have-" Jacob didn't get to finish the sentence as Edward grabbed him by the neck and led Jacob out.
"Can you close the door, Darling?" Edward closed the door and I was left to my lonesome.
I was grateful that we didn't have neighbors behind our house, because I walked around in my birthday suit as I looked for clothes.
I noticed a nice little mahogany door to the right of the bed and peeked into the room it opened into. No surprise, it was a freaking bathroom. It was neat, though, because it was black tiled, with a black shower and a huge black bathtub.
'Nice,' I thought. 'Maybe Edward is finally trying to seduce me.'
I chuckled to myself as I stepped into the shower. I wasn't sure what to do with nightie so I let it fall where it may and grabbed one of the red towels conveniently located on top of the toilet.
The water feel luxurious on my skin as I washed my worries away. I had no reason to be worried over what Jacob said. I'm sure it was anything bad, Edward would have told me. That's part of the married life, telling your spouse when things are bothering you or when something is going wrong.
Alice had stocked the shower with my favorite soap, shampoo, and conditioner. I was please, and lathered my body and hair up with suds. I let everything soak in, then I rinsed and stepped out of the shower. I felt refreshed and felt I could handle any problems that came my way.
I went back to the room and found the closet I had missed before. It's doors were made of mirrors and the closet seemed hidden from view.
I opened the closet and found another surprise, there were two entryways, one for myself and one for Edward. In my entry, I could see LOTS of clothes and I groaned.
'Good old Alice and her damn shopping habit. No doubt these clothes will be designer, expensive, and look horrible on me.'
I also saw a little vanity with a cushioned seat, like the ones you see in all of the old royal movies. I sat down at my little vanity and found makeup supplies, brushes, combs, ribbons, ponytails, and all sorts of other goodies in little drawers.
I brushed my drying hair and combed through it. Then I applied some acne lotion, since I am a teenage girl who occasionally gets pimples.
Then I picked out a pair of gray Victoria Secret's sweatpants, I found some undies in one of the dresser sets, but I was horrified as I realized that all of the underwear that Alice had chosen was either a thong, see-through, or lacked some much material it couldn't technically be called underwear.
So I went commando, determined not to wear something as uncombable as a thong or anything skanky.
Although it was probably most shanky to go out without panties on.
Next I found bras, but Alice picked out the most cushioned, push up, smallest bra she could. The result after trying one on was my boobs poking insanely out, make me look like a stick with pillows as breasts.
I decided that when Alice came to visit, I would have to have a good talking with her.
I picked out the best bra I could, but it didn't make much of a difference. Then I selected an Abercombie white undershirt that was hanging on a hanger, then I noticed a paper bag with a card on top it in the corner.
I tossed the card and looked into the bag.
I shouldn't have, because it was filled with sex toys.
It wasn't like the regular ones either, sure there was a vibrator, some massage oils, and other things I'm embarrassed to mention, but there was CockRings (not sure what those were), flavored lube, and other things that didn't look normal.
I hurriedly found the card I tossed aside earlier and ripped it open.
HEY BELLA!
How's the married life going? Good, I hope.
In case it hasn't gotten good, yet, I give these gifts to you. NO NEED TO THANK ME! I do it because I love you! Hope you and Edward remember to call me after all the good sex you've had! So have fun and be reckless! You're married now, so let yourself go!
Well, stop reading and GET ON IT!
Alice
P.S. The vibrator is usually Jasper's favorite! Just saying, maybe Edward would like it too.
I couldn't believe it. I couldn't believe I had just read the piece-of-filth-of-a-card. I shoved the card into the bag and hid in the darkest corner of the closet. I didn't need Edward finding any of this stuff.
I hurried out of the room, downstairs to where Edward and Jacob were waiting for me. I was happy to see Jacob wearing a pair of Edward's sweatpants, and I have to say, he didn't look half-bad. Jacob had a really mus clear physique. That could have been due to be a werewolf, though.
Jacob was watching me, eating a bowl of cereal and I found myself wanting a bowl too. So I went to the kitchen.
Edward followed me and guided me through the process. "What do you want?"
"Cereal, I'm starving."
"Top left cupboard, milk's in the fridge." With that he left me to prepare my food. I was happy that Alice had remembered to pack the house with my favorite cereal, the original Capn' Crunch, and she stocked the house with 2 milk. Any other kind of milk was gross and couldn't be swallowed.
The kitchen was a really nice asset of the house. It, also, had black tile, but it had dark blue counters. All the appliances were black.
'If I went blind in this house, I would never know.'
I went back to the dining room and sat next to Jacob, who became very excited.
"So, ready to talk?" His black hair fell over his dark, tan face as he spoke. His teeth were spread in a wide, wolfy grin.
"I need energy. I need food. Leave me alone. No talking until I'm finished." I spoke in short, quick sentences so he would get the idea.
I didn't mean for the same restriction to apply to Edward, but he followed it with Jacob, and they both watched me as I ate. Both were like hawks watching a mouse waltzed into its nest. I couldn't understand why Jacob was so happy and eager and why Edward was putting this off.
Whatever it was, it couldn't be that terrible. Could it?
The finale finally came when I had my last bite of the good ol' Captn' and Jacob pounced on me.
"Are you ready to listen, huh? Ready yet? Ready yet?" The boy was like a damn puppy, jumping up and down, wanting you to play with it.
"Let me put my bowl in the sink, and then-" I started to get up, but Jacob grabbed my bowl and ran to the kitchen, I heard a clank in what I hoped was the sink, and Jacob rushed back here.
His hands were on the table, curled into fists, and Edward took a graceful seat next to me.
I looked at both men, both across from one another and on either side of me.
I sighed, "Okay, Jacob, what? What is this magic thing?"
He kept smiling. "I told you already, it's not magic!"
"Making somebody be with you by supernatural means is magic, Jacob." Edward argued.
Jacob chose to ignore and looked Bella in the eyes instead. "Now that you're here, I don't know how to explain it to you. Everything is happening so fast!"
"What is happening so fast?"
"You, me, everything!"
"Jacob," I started to get up. "If you're going to be confusing, I don't want to-"
"No!" He interrupted. "Listen to me." He grabbed my arm and forced me back into my seat.
"Don't force her, Jacob." Edward said with a deadly tone in his voice. "Don't make her listen to anything she doesn't want to listen to. You forget, she's my wife."
"She'll be mine too!" Then Jacob looked at me like he'd spilled the beans.
"What, Jacob? Your wife too? WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON?" I demanded, very confused. "I don't like where this is going! Jacob, I married Edward, not YOU!"
Jacob made himself comfy, adjusted his arms, ran his fingers through his hair, and went through every move lazily as he said, "Yeah, that was before you kissed me back. That's all that was needed to make the process complete. Sorry I instilled the idea in you, but it worked out in the end."
I was stunned and couldn't move.
"Kiss you back...instilled...worked? WHAT THE HELL?"
Edward growled angrily as Jacob took my hands into his. "You can feel the effects already, can't you? The process will soon be done."
I stood up and held Edward back as I saw him take a step towards Jacob. "What process?"
"The binding one. You know, I told that old Chippewa Indian chief it wouldn't work, but I think it is working!"
I grabbed Edward by the arms and shook him urgently. It didn't hurt him or anything, but I wanted him to the idea that I was panicked. "What is he talking about, Edward? I married you!"
Edward took me into his arms and whispered tenderly into my ears. "He's forced himself to imprint on you."
My eyes grew wide as I looked over to see Jacob grinning like a dog whose had its day.
Edward continued, "He knew his imprinted wasn't you, so he forced it to be. He thinks that kissing you sealed the deal."
"Uh," Jacob said. "I don't think, I know it sealed the deal. Don't be jealous, man. I won, get over it."
"JACOB, YOU'D BETTER EXPLAIN YOURSELF NOW!" I screeched at him.
"Sure, no problem."
I could tell from the happy tone in his voice that I wasn't going to like the next words that came out of his mouth.
So, everybody happy? Lol, I know, I left a bigger cliffhanger! But you have some of the explanation, more in the chapter to come. No lemon nor lemonade content in the next chapter, sorry, but in the one after. Remember to review, because it encourages me to update quicker! Happy Holy Sunday!
