A/N I want to thank my beta Raine for helping me out. I'm still learning how to do this writing thing and I know I have problems with grammar. I had this chapter and I believe one more already written-but there should be an improvement afterwards. Thank you everyone for sticking with my story and myself as well.
Next chapter you will get a look into Carlisle's mind.
I own nothing, SM does.
Bad Boys
Chapter Seven
Tell Me Something That I Didn't Know
Whenever lunch time rolled around I had decided that I was going to find out a few things about my new, in the future, boyfriend. I hadn't come this far to fail now after all. My dad was due to be at school around two o'clock this afternoon. But after spending some time with the gang, I had learned a few tricks. I had learned that Edward was one smooth mother fucker. He could talk and con his way out of most anything. If there was a girl involved he didn't have to do much more then smile. I was thinking that a good con might be just the thing I was looking for. Edward had said later in the hallway not to worry- just to play things smart. I had never been in any trouble before and thought that I might want to play on my good little daddy's girl image. I just needed to brush up on my acting skills. So I played everything out in my mind all through fourth period.
Carlisle surprised me by sitting with me at the picnic table. Damn he looked hot sitting there all sprawled out and making me think naughty thoughts about regions below his belt. I must have been ogling him without much thought of him noticing me though. I think I might have made him feel self conscious or something because he shifted his legs closer together. I felt my cheeks turning bright red and I knew that I swallowed so hard that he could hear me. I was definitely busted.
"We need to talk," I said looking up at my future cherry popper boyfriend- at least, I hoped.
"What's on your mind, sweetheart? Something other than what's in my pants maybe?" he smirked.
"You think I want you for your body?" I teased
"I was sure hoping so."
"You know how I feel about those things, douche. I need a boyfriend for all things involving nudity." Hint, hint.
"Well I guess I've graduated from a 'dick with ears' to just a plain old douche." He smiled. "Bella, you hurt me so with your name calling." He put his hand up to his eyes wiping away pretend tears. I laughed, who knew he had a sense of humor?
"What did you want to talk about?"
"Where is that tattoo?"
"Oh that, it's on my shoulder blade." He took his jacket off and then removed his shirt turning to show it to me. It simply said "MOM" written beautifully and colored in with roses running through it. It was heartwarming and distracting all at the same time. I couldn't keep my eyes off of his long muscular body. I noticed that most of the other girls around couldn't as well.
"Put your shirt back on," I said all bossy-like.
He raised his brow and laid his shirt down on the picnic table. I guess no one was going to tell him what to do. By the look on his face that included me.
"Look- unless you want me to get my ass kicked for the second time today, because you know I suck at fighting, you'll do me this favor. Please, Carlisle, all those girls are looking."
"So your jealous, Bella?"
"Definitely," He huffed but put his shirt and jacket back on and things returned to normal around us.
"So I didn't see the piercing on your upper body. Are you going to tell me where it is?" Please, baby, please, I thought.
"You really want me to answer that?" he said and winked at me. Oh my sweet Lord, he winks too!
"Um hum," was all I could manage to get out.
He let out a chuckle. "Cock, Bella. Do you want me to pull my pants down and show you it? I will- right here, right now," he said all cocky. No pun intended.
"That won't be necessary thanks." I wasn't shocked; I had figured it out on my own after he had taken off his shirt. I wondered if that would make the cherry popping hurt worse. Hm...
"So, tell me something that I don't already know about you," I said while taking a bite of my sandwich.
"OK, well I'm nineteen and the twins are eighteen."
"No way, how does my dad not know this?"
"He assumes and that keeps me out of more trouble."
"Did you all flunk a year or something?"
He laughed. "No, Bella, our mother ran with us for almost a year before our stepfather found us again. We didn't attend school, my mother being afraid he would track us through records."
"So you all live with your stepfather? He's the one you think did something to your mom?"
"Oh, I know he killed her and he will pay in the end. I will personally nail his ass into a coffin myself and put it in the ground just as soon as I have ample enough proof." With that he slammed his fist on the picnic table so hard that my soda can spilled over.
"Carlisle, you can't do that, you'll go to jail," I said, imaging the feeling of loss.
"I told you that I would most likely end up there, Bella." He looked at me, his eyes turning icy again.
"I am around to protect the twins from daddy dearest. I barely have a memory of my own father. James has been there from the time I was around six playing dad to us. My mom couldn't shake him loose no matter how hard she tried. She was a good Christian woman," he said while looking off into the distance. "She just got involved with the wrong man thinking if she loved him enough that she could save him. You know, she felt the same way about him as you do about me. But he and I are both destined to either go to jail or die, Bella. You know that I like you but I can never love you for those reasons alone. It's not the kind of situation you need to be put in, sweetheart," he finished.
"But you haven't done anything other than the drug things for James, right? I mean, you can still do normal things. You already know how I feel about you. I want you to be my boyfriend, Carlisle. I want you to be my first lover. I want you to be my first everything for that matter. Just because your mother felt that she could save James by loving him and couldn't doesn't mean that the same holds true for you. I mean- you're not him, you don't share his DNA and that makes you different," I said with a burst of confidence. What did I have to lose at this point anyway?
"Bella, do you even know what you're asking of me?" he answered irritated.
"I'm asking for a chance."
"Sometimes you remind me so much of my mother that it scares me." He sighed. "I couldn't protect her Bella; yes, I realize I was young then. I try to protect Jasper and Rose but I don't know how well I'm even doing at that. I mean- if you were my girlfriend I would have to protect you as well. What if I fail you? What if James hurt you? I just couldn't live with that, Bella." He was deep in thought after speaking those words. Before he could say anything else I spoke.
"I don't want you to protect me from anyone or anything, Carlisle. I just want to be with you. That's all I've wanted for the past three years. I promise to try and stay out of your way and you know you can trust me; I'll keep your secrets. I'll Love you forever, No matter what. God, just give me a chance, please," I all but begged. "Doesn't everyone deserve a chance to be with someone that they love, Carlisle, even me?" My eyes were filling with tears that I was trying to hold back.
With that said Carlisle pulled me close and wrapped his long arms around me. I knew the wheels were turning in his head. He didn't know for sure what was the right or wrong answer to my questions, I could tell. So we just held each other for a few minutes. He didn't seem like such a bad boy in moments like these, because he was holding me in front of everybody there.
"Okay Bella, we'll try this on one condition."
"What condition?"
"If I say for any reason that it's over you, have to walk away without any shit. I don't know how to do this whole boyfriend/girlfriend thing. It's a whole new ball game for me. But I'll try... for you."
Then he kissed my lips so tenderly that I knew his feelings for me were more than he had let on. But that's ok- because I have my chance to save my man. I had my chance to show him real love and that's exactly what I intended to do.
