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Tunnel of Love
Chapter Six
"Take a chill pill," she shot at me. "I'm just here to warn you off of my man."
I felt a jolt of anger rise through me and couldn't help but laugh. She looked at me in disgust.
"Don't you dare laugh at me; Edward and I have something special."
That made me laugh even harder.
"Yeah, it's special alright."
"Don't mock me, who do you think you are!"
I went to close the door, but she stepped in front of it.
"You listen to me, you stay away from him."
"Who the hell are you to tell me what to do? Get out of my way, Jessica."
She ignored me and continued on speaking.
"I heard you aren't good with taking warnings," she smirked, "so consider this a sort of… demand. Stay away."
She flicked her hair over her shoulder and started to walk away.
I let my frustration out on the door by slamming it shut. My metal box rattled.
God help me.
"You know, you really shouldn't do that- you already broke the window. And you're lucky that didn't come out of your pay check, love," the voice that I adored so much flowed in from outside.
I spun round to see him smiling at me through the newly installed window.
"You know, you're really a dick, right?"
"Hey now, beautiful. What did I do to deserve that?"
He left the window and walked around to the door, closing it behind him.
The last time we were in here, in this close proximity, he'd taken me to the office…
I pushed that to the back of my mind. I had to be strong now- he'd wounded me.
"Really, Edward? Have you just come over here to gloat?" I said, getting more annoyed.
"I just thought I'd come and say hello, that's all," he smiled that heart stopping crooked grin.
Urgh, I concluded sarcasm was the best option to get rid of him.
"Come on Edward, what do you really want? A blow job in the staff toilets? Or maybe a quick hand job in the ticket booth?" I was starting to raise my voice.
Edward paled and stayed quiet, just staring at me.
"Many choices there, Edward. So, please, let me know. What is it that you want?" I said steadily.
"Well, I, er..." he started to falter.
Had I really done that? Rendered him incoherent?
I had to bite back a laugh of joy. I actually enjoyed watching him struggle. But then I remembered what he had done.
"Do me a favour, Edward?"
He kept his mouth shut and moved those beautiful green eyes to stare into mine.
"Leave."
I tried to hide the hurt and bitterness in my voice, but I could tell I didn't by the look Edward gave me before leaving.
I let a stray tear fall from my eye, why did I feel so bad? God, that look on his face.
Wait. He was the one who hurt me. I should be feeling like a proud, strong woman right now. I just stood up to Edward Cullen.
But I feel horrible.
I looked out of the window and saw a blonde-haired girl heading towards my little box. She had on an Isle Esme top, she worked here. I remembered her as the girl from the staff room on the first day, the quiet one who kept her head down.
I hadn't yet spoken to her, so this was odd.
My eyes followed her as she came closer, her head kept down the whole way.
She was… different.
I heard a light knock on my door a moment later and took a quick breathe as I opened it, wondering what on earth she could want.
"Hello, I'm Lauren." She'd lifted her head up and I saw her light blue eyes for the first time, she was actually quite pretty.
"Hi?" I answered, trying my best to not sound confused.
"I just came over here to do Edward a favour; he wants me to tell you he's sorry."
I had to groan. So, he wasn't man enough to apologise himself?
"Really?" I huffed.
"Really."
"And you just let him boss you around, do you?" I asked her.
I could see her thinking about her answer and it took her a minute to reply.
"Well, I have to shut him up, one way or another."
"Plenty of ways to do that," I whispered.
Oh, no. Did I really just say that out loud?
"What?" Lauren looked up at me.
"Nothing. But, seriously, you shouldn't let him tell you what to do."
"But, he is my boss…" she replied.
"Carlisle's your boss, Lauren…"
"That's not what Edward said."
How many girls did Edward have wrapped around his little finger, believing every lie he fed them? It was terrible, really.
Alright, that's it.
I've had enough; Edward Cullen needed to be dealt with face to face.
"Ok, Lauren. Can you mind my ride whilst I go talk to him?" I asked as I stood up and headed to leave.
"Yes, sure, of course," she mumbled as she scurried past me into the control box.
"Thanks, I shouldn't be long."
I started to walk away, but turned back to face the box.
"Lauren, don't take shit from Edward. He loves the sound of his own voice; Carlisle is the one who's in charge. Ok?"
She nodded back at me; I knew she would still be one of Edwards's lapdogs no matter what I said.
I started my walk to the office, trying to believe the words that I had just been preaching to Lauren. Carlisle is the boss, not Edward. He's nothing, not a thing….
Pft. Who the hell was I kidding!
I zoned out and took note of what musical genius was being blasted out of the decrepit sound system. I stifled a chuckle 'You're The One That I Want' filtered its way into my brain.
"It's not even Travolta," I said to myself, shaking my head.
As I got half way through the park I spotted Edward looking down from the office window, he raised his hand which turned into a small wave. I turned to see who he was looking at.
There was no one behind me.
Was he waving at me? He couldn't have been.
I looked back up to the window and he was gone.
Strange boy!
I willed my legs to carry on towards the office, I had no idea what was going to say to him but he needed to know I wasn't his toy, I wasn't there just to be fucked around with.
I looked up from my feet to see Edward locking the office door and turning towards me.
I had no choice but to carry on walking over to him, I couldn't back down now. Even in public, we were going to have this conversation. It had to be done.
"Edward," I stopped three feet away from him.
"Isabella," he replied, closing the distance between us so he was almost flush with my body.
"Don't even think about trying it on, please. We need to talk," I took a step back.
"Look, Bella-"
"No, Edward. You need to listen to me. You need to hear me out."
I waited for a breathe to see if he was going to interrupt me.
Nothing. I continued on.
"Edward," his name was full of emotion on my tongue- I just couldn't quite figure out or understand what kind of emotion it was, "you need to stop."
Confusion swept across his face, he clearly had never been confronted or turned down before.
"Er, ok... Carry on," he managed to stutter, his cheeks looking ever so slightly flushed.
I did a mental fist pump knowing I had done that to him.
I took another breathe, probably subconsciously trying to overdose myself on oxygen, so that I didn't have to have this conversation. But I had to be strong.
"You're such a fucking man-whore."
I felt my eyes widen as I realised that had just come out of my own mouth.
I peeked up at Edward who had a small smirk plastered on his face. Did nothing faze him? This only made me more eager to get everything out of my system and tell him how I felt.
"Do you realise how bad you made me feel? Do you realise that I sat there thinking that I was the one that done something wrong! Then you casually, after nearly a week, waltz up to me as if nothing ever happened and try to talk to me?"
"Yeah, well, girls tend to over think things."
"Over-? Over think? What is wrong with you, Edward? Fuck."
I occupied my hands by placing them on my hips, so that I didn't punch him round the face.
Before I could continue, he began to speak.
"Baby, I'm sorry," his soft voice washed through me, nearly cleansing me of my anger.
What was wrong with me? Why did he make me feel so weak?
I dragged myself out of his spell, "don't, Edward! Look, this is so fucking wrong. I really like you, but- Oh god, did I just say that out loud? See! Look! It's your fault I'm like this, Edward!"
He continued to just smirk down at me.
"Say something!" I nearly screamed at him.
He stared down at me, clearly scheming. I could almost hear his brain ticking.
"Could I tempt you with a proposition, Bella?"
God, that voice could make me agree to pretty much anything.
Before I knew what I was doing I started to nod my head. Damn you, traitor!
"You might want to know what I'm proposing first," he chuckled.
"What do you want from me, Edward?" I huffed; I was getting frustrated with myself for being so weak.
"Let's make ourselves a deal that will provide both of us with exactly what we need," yet again his voice started to melt my brain and yet again I found myself nodding.
"And what exactly is it, that I need, Edward?" I said through gritted teeth.
"Me," he said proudly.
"You?" I snorted, what a vain son of bitch!
"Yes, Isabella, me." He leant in closer so his lips were grazing my ear.
"You want me to fuck you, Bella. It's not hard to work that out," he whispered in my ear.
I felt my face flame and took a step back to look up at him.
"I-"
"There's no need to explain yourself, Bella. Now, what I need is for you to admit it to yourself, so that we can move on with my little proposition."
"I have nothing-" I stopped in my tracks, there was no point in my trying to deny it. He knew. I knew. Everybody probably knew. "Fine, Edward."
"Say it, then."
I swallowed, "what?" I said.
"Say it."
That prick was going to make me say it out loud!
"Come on, Bella; tell me how much you need me."
"Edward you can't just go around demanding that people to agree with you, especially when said people are me. I don't even know if I'm going to even benefit from your… deal."
I was starting to lose my patience now.
"I can honestly tell you now, that you will benefit from this. My bet is that you'll even enjoy it," he winked at me and I felt a small wave of heat rush through my body.
The things this man does to me.
"So, when you're ready, beautiful."
Might as well get it over it.
"I need you," my voice was so small, I barely heard myself.
"What was that?"
"I, er-"his grin was still plastered on his face. Oh, how I loved that crooked grin. "I need… you."
Thank god that was out.
"That, Isabella, is very good to know," he said lowering his voice. I was starting to doubt my legs ability of keeping me upright.
He grabbed my hand and started to pull me through the park.
"Edward, what the fuck?" I shouted at him.
"Come on, Bella. Don't be such a prude, I'm going to stick with my side of the deal, and it starts now," he chuckled still pulling me; I noticed it was in the direction of the office.
Though the door and up the stairs, we stood facing each other.
My mind went blank and my mouth was speaking before I knew it… again.
"Kiss me, Edward?" I asked softly.
Edward's green eyes observed my own, "I don't really do kissing, Bella." His eyes dropped.
"I… thought we were equal now?" I argued.
"Do you want to kiss me?" he asked bringing his eyes back up to meet mine.
"Edward, I'm not going to start begging you to ki-"
Sweet Jesus.
He kissed me.
