Her fingers tangled into my hair pulling me closer to her. I felt her hips grind against mine, and I fought back my thoughts. I didn't want to get that way, not for her.. not yet.
I was used to making mistakes.. I never learned from them though. I made a ton in my life.. I knew I wasn't perfect, and I didn't fuckin' wanna be. I was happy with my scumbag-self.
I was happy for my brother's and their amazing companions, I was happy that my parents and I were getting along. I was happy that I was going to pass Biology after all..
But I was ecstatic about Bella, about this moment.
She moaned into my kisses, I felt her thumbs hook into my belt loops pulling her hips against mine. She was amazing. Her moan.. amazing, even though I wanted to hear it again, I didn't want to encourage it... encourage me..
I hated to pull away, but I had to, I couldn't breathe, and I didn't want to regret making a move on her most vulnerable state, I couldn't do it, I wouldn't allow myself, I wasn't that much of an asshole. It was a smart move, by looking at Bella her cheeks were completely red, and her breathing scattered. I chuckled, I bet her heart was threatening to thump out of her chest.
She must've thought I was laughin' at her because her face dug into my chest with embarrassment. I smiled down at her, placing a gently kiss atop her head. I couldn't stop touchin' her, my hand stroke her back, while my other gently stroke her bruised cheek.
"What are you thinking?" I whispered to her, she was hard to read. Kinda weird though, I tend to be good at knowin' what people could've been thinkin' but with her- it was all full of surprises.
That was hot- no, beautiful.
"Well.." She sighed, turning to face me. My hands went to her waist, I wasn't about to let go.
I didn't wanna let go, ever.
I decided to keep my big mouth shut, I didn't want to screw this up. I was good at screwin' things up..- I meant that both ways.
"I'm thinking your going to get into alot of trouble." She gave me a small, hesitant smile, my new favorite.
I stroke her cheek with my thumb, attemptin' to brush the redness away, but that didn't help, it got worse.
"By?" I rolled my eyes. I didn't give a flyin' fuck about her father, he meant nothin' to me. Especially when he was so delusional, maybe careless about Bella's condition.
Bella didn't say anything, she squirmed out of my arms, and sat next to me. "Jacob.." He seriously didn't worry me, the only worry I had for that boy was what was waitin' for him, I wouldn't want to be Jacob Black. I never would, he was a cockass.
"Oh.." I pulled my weight onto my elbows, and sat up. "He doesn't worry me.." I glared at her.
"Then who does?" She narrowed her eyes at me.
"You." I decided to make it simple, and straight forward.
She worried me, always. Ever since the first day I saw her, tripping, stumbling, and being so damn quiet.
Bella Swan was a vulnerable girl, I always knew that. When I saw her at parties with Alice- Pixie, shit, I forgot to mention they were friends.. anyways.. She'd be gettin' hit on guys, and I just wanted to throw myself in front of her, and kick the guys ass.
I'll never forget the day I saw her hand in Black's. I knew I had no chance in hell with her, but I was relieved to see her with him, together. I knew he could take care of her. He had his money, his fancy car, and fuckin' Bella Swan. I mean come on! The kid even changed schools to go to hers.. just to be with her. I was happy that Bella finally had somethin' good goin for her..
But the day I saw her pull up with that bruise.. that's when I got really defensive, and pissed off. Someone hurt her, my Bella. She was finally happy, and someone screwed it up for her.. for me.
I always wanted her. I put my needs aside, for what was best for her. I didn't make a move on the one girl I wanted, only because I wasn't what was best for her. But here I was.. holding her broken-self, in my arms. Who knew.
"You don't need to worry about me, Edward." She hissed. "I'm a big girl now." I growled at her and laid back down, so damn stubborn.
Bella kissed my cheek, and I gave a weak smile. That wasn't good enough for me, for my conscience.
She pulled herself back on top of me, running her fingers through my hair. She knew how to touch me, she knew how to make me go wild. Damn..
I looked at her, holding her gaze for a long moment. She was beautiful, so sweet, so innocent. I wanted to touch her again, and keep touchin' her. I wanted to feel her burnin' cheeks under my fingers, and I did feel it. I loved her blush, I always did.
She smiled down sweetly.
"Let me take care of you.." I whispered.
Her face was on fire, but I couldn't keep my hand away, I loved stroking her cheek, it was so soft. She didn't say anything for a minute, she just kept starin' at me.
"Okay.." She whispered.
I smiled to my ears, I chuckled, I got excited.. I was everythin' like those losers in movies.. the ones that fell in love with the perfect girl.
I also felt like doin' completely random things with her, for no fuckin' reason.
"Dance with me." Yeah, it was more of a demand then a question.. usually thats how it goes.. You ask a girl.
"What?- I can't dance." She hissed at me, damn she was so frustrating.
"Dance with me." I said again.
"Fine, but I wont like it." She pulled away from me, and rose to her feet.
I took her hand, as she helped me to my feet.
"I seriously cant dance Edward." She chuckled.
"Shut up woman, I can.. come here."
"There's no music." She snarled.
"No shit."
"I cant dance to no music." She kept tryin' to get out of it.
"I thought you said you cant dance? So it doesn't matter now does it?" I winked.
She sighed heavily, biting her lip. I always managed to piss someone off.
"I'll sing.." I said in a small voice.
Sing?
If only Jasper saw this, he'd accuse me of bein' whipped too.
I wouldn't deny it.
Bella slowly loosened, forming a small smile. I then pulled her roughly against me, close. Always close.
I wrapped my arm tightly around her waist, as she rested her hand on my shoulder.
I then took her free hand, and held it firmly in mine.
I began to slowly sway to my own imaginary beat.
"Your not singing.." She looked up at me smirking.
What the fuck was I supposed to sing?
Rewind! Could I even sing?
Fuck...
Only for Bella. I thought, only for her.
I sighed, and I managed to twirl her. I began to sang one of Es- Mom's favorite songs.
Dancin' where the stars go blue
Dancin' where the evening fell
Dancin' in your wooden shoes In a wedding gown
I heard her gasp in between my words, her smile bursting. I continued to sing, she was an angel.
Dancin' out on 7th street
Dancin' through the underground
Dancin' little marionette Are you happy now?
She loosened up now, following my lead, she could too dance. I chuckled inbetween the lyrics, sometimes I couldn't help but believe that Bella was full of shit, she didn't give herself the credit. She would have to break that habit being with me.
Where do you go when you're lonely
Where do you go when you're blue
Where do you go when you're lonely
I'll follow you When the stars go blue
She rested her head against my chest, I saw her close her eyes in pure bliss, whatever made her happy, made me happy.
I was the happiest man alive.
Laughing with your pretty mouth
Laughing with your broken eyes
Laughing with your lover's tongue In a lullaby
I hummed spinning her, she was laughing at me now. Surprisingly, I was too. I was a fool, an idiot.
She returned from her twirl, graceful may I add, and put her arms around my neck looking up at me with the most precious look. I placed my hands around her waist, and pulled her against me. I sang again.
Where do you go when you're lonely
Where do you go when you're blue
Where do you go when you're lonely
I'll follow you
When the stars go blue
The stars go blue, stars go blue...
I honestly didn't even pay attention to my voice.. or if I got the lyrics right.. or if I was on tempo while dancing. All I was payin' attention to was her, Bella... and I think she knew.
She got on her toes and kissed me, the most longest, passionate kiss of my life. Fuck the fireworks, this one had something more.. somethin' better.. words couldn't even describe it.
I pouted when her plump lips pulled away from mine, at least she was still in my arms.
"I love you." She whispered to me.
Those three words. I longed forever to hear them, in general.. and to be hearing them for Bella, was amazing.. I couldn't believe it. She loved me, for all the wrong reasons.
I didn't really know what to say at the moment.. I didn't want to be cheesy like those gay Hollywood actors, that was bullshit in today's world.
I rested my forehead against hers, taking in her sweet breath.
"143." I replied, and instantly regretted it. Why couldn't I say it as easily as her?
And then I realized.
It was because I meant it so much, I didn't want to scare her. I wanted her to trust men again, even though it appeared she did, but I didn't want to take that away from her as quickly as it was gained. I didn't want to hurt her.
I'd say it when the time was right.
She looked at me puzzled, but not insulted. She'd figure it out soon enough.
"I could get you home.. it's getting dark." I smiled down at her, giving her a light kiss.
"Mmm." She smiled, and pulled away.
I hunched in front of her. "Jump on." I smiled over my shoulder.
"No, I'm too heavy." She scolded.
I sighed, and gave her my famous phrase. "Don't give me that bullshit."
I squatted lower for her, as she climbed onto my back.
She was as light as a feather, I didn't know what she was talkin' about. She was full of it, full of it.
When we reached my bike, I strapped on her helmet for her, then I brought my bike back to life.
She still jumped to the sound of its engine, it was cute. "Hold on" I said slowly turning onto the dirt path.
Bella's grip tightened around my waist, as she sunk into me. Her face was on my shoulder now, that was a good thing, she wasn't scared anymore.
On the short drive home, I couldn' help but think about Charlie, her dad. What was he thinking right now? ..Besides where the hell she was. Did he have suspicions? Did he care? Or was he in denial? Either way it was killin' me, I had no answer for it. The best thing I could think of was talking to him myself, with or without Bella present. I'd want to know what happened to my daughter, wither I was delusional or in denial myself.. Charlie had as much right to know as me. As long as I got to kill Black, I was fine with that.
Bella managed to interupt my thoughts again, she tended to do that.
"Babe, I cant freakin' drive with you doin' that." I scolded her, she was kissing my neck for the tenth time.
"I cant help it." She whispered after kissing my earlobe.
Thank fuckin' God we were pullin' up to her house.. her dads car was conviently parked out front.
"Shit.." She mumbled.
"He's been wonderin' where you been?" I stated the obvious.
"Yeah.." She sighed, hopping off. I didn't have to catch her this time.
I cut my engine, and pulled my helmet off. "What are you doing?" She asked behind me.
I was walking straight towards her house.
I turned around to face her, in the middle of her front lawn. "What's it look like?"
"I don't know, you tell me." She scolded in a whisper.
"I wanna talk to your dad." I shrugged.
"About?" She pressed.
"Jake."
"What?! Why!"
"He needs to know, your his daughter.. Shit I'd wanna know too." I sighed.
"Please don't.." She began to cry now.
I sighed, and walked over to her, wiping the tears from her face. "Alright- stop it. At least let me explain why he came home to an empty house.. he's probably freaked out." I didn't want to push her, there was still so much fear behind her eyes. I knew I had given her a good day, and I didn't want to take that away from her. So I shut my mouth, if she'd want him to know, she would tell him.. In a way that was her business, not mine.
As soon as Bella pulled herself together, she shrugged off my jacket, and handed it back to me, apparently Charlie would've had an heart attack. So I shrugged it back on, and took her hand as she lead me into her house.
"Dad?" She called in the front door. "Charlie?" I winced, father's weren't my thing. They weren't my biggest fans.
Yay! Another chapter in! I'm so proud I'm getting into this. ANYWAYS- I forgot to mention in my last Chapter's Note.. HOW WOULD YOU GUYS FEEL IF I STARTED A SERIES?! YOU KNOW ABOUT THE 'BADASS EDWARD' AND HIS LITTLE CLAN?! Like a series of one shots, or other lengthy stories in Edward's, Bella's.. and everyone elses perspectives? I'D CALL IT SOMETHING.. IDK WHAT.. HMM MAYBE 'THE COLD ONE'S SERIES' IDK SOMETING LIKE THAT.. ANYWAYS.. I'd love to be a little bit more original on here.. I just don't want to do anything stupid.. so tell me what you'd think about it. Cause hell I LOVE Badass Edward. But beside's that, I'm seriously taking all of your comments, and advice on here.. I seriously read your reviews, and I respect them, so keep them coming. :) LOVE YA'LL!
