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We stopped immediately, but I didn't because I was embarrassed or shocked; I had to see their faces.
Edward pulled out – I groaned loudly – and we both sat down on the cold island tiles, staring at each other. There was not a single sound in the room, and that seemed to make it even more funny and make me mentally laugh. We both had our lips pressed together to fight the laugh and smile. I wanted nothing more than to throw myself at him and fuck him senseless again, but that wouldn't be appropriate. (Like sitting naked on a kitchen island, around a sea – he he, its like a pun! get it? island? sea? oh, I kill myself – of broken glass, mid-sex is much better).
I snickered slightly, which made Edward let out a little laugh that sounded like he was chocking on something. I burst out laughing, not able to contain it any longer. Throwing my head back, the laughter rocked through me hard, tightening oddly in my stomach so hard I couldn't breathe. His chuckles were mixed in with mine, and we howled loudly and drunkenly together. It was the only sound in the room, echoing off the surfaces and all that kinda stuff.
Suddenly I stopped and looked at Edward where he sat completely naked and relaxed on the island.
"What's so funny?" I asked, laughing even harder. He shrugged and laughed harder. I loved his laugh...and the feeling of his skin...his lips...his parts...I shivered.
Minutes passed of stomach-aching laughter before someone spoke up.
"Oh my God, Bella, are you drunk?" Alice asked in disbelief, astonishment, and incredulousness. Wow, big words! I smiled slyly.
"What even happened in here?" Rosalie demanded, more concerned than angry. "Is that glass?"
"Are. You. Drunk?" Alice repeated firmly.
"Ah, my dear darling Alice." I hoped off the counter, and was so drunk I didn't even notice the glass shards slicing into my feet. I ignored all the screaming everyone did to try and stop me as I walked. I wrapped my arms around Alice and she didn't even flinch with the fact I was naked. "I am not drunk. I am wasted!"
"That would be a yes," someone said behind us.
I clung onto Alice so she supported most my weight and her arms lightly wrapped around me. Suddenly I felt tired and my legs started to give, my face buried into the side of Alice's neck, my body gently swaying like there was music playing. "Oh, Alice, I love you. I love you so much, did you know that?"
"Look! Her feet are bleeding from the glass!"
I giggled furiously into her neck and she rubbed my bare back soothingly until I pulled away and gawked at everyone's faces. They were all gape-mouthed and wide-eyed! Looking from me to Edward to the floor. I glanced down at the floor and sure enough there were slightly bloody footprints over the shiny glass. I took a step back and hoped up and down on the pieces, feeling them slice into my heels and the balls of my feet. Again I laughed hard and behind me Edward did too. It actually kinda tickled a bit. "I feel free!" I shouted, twirling around on the balls of my feet with my arms over my head.
"Bella, stop!"
"Your going to hurt yourself!"
"Stay still!"
They all yelled multiple things at me but I just ignored it as I spun like a drunk ballet-er...Oh wait, I mean a ballerina.
As I went to do another turn, my foot slipped on the neck of a bottle that survived and I fell forward on my hands and knees.
"Oh my God! Emmett help her!"
I looked up at the four people standing from the glass circle watching in utter astonishment. They all released the colourful bag's in their hands and started to step forward.
"You know," I said matter-of-factly, slurring slightly, "I'm totally fine." I rolled over onto my ass, and boy was that ever the wrong thing to do. "OWW!"
Alice gasped. "Bella!" Carefully manoeuvring the bog glass pieces and on the tips of their shoes, the four of them slowly crossed over the pieces, shaking their heads. "Are you okay?"
"Oh, honey, I'm okay." I smiled goofily up at their worried faces. "That's gonna leave a mark and I'll feel that in the morning, that's for sure. Hey, guess what?" I asked enthusiastically, as Emmett hooked one of his arms around mine and Jasper the other.
"What?" Emmett groaned.
"I out drank Edward!" I shouted, casting a gloating look at his blank face. My voice deepened like when your in a tunnel and it like goes all husky and hushed. "It was awesome! Wow, almost fell there, boys! Hold on tighter!"
They lifted me up off the glass strewn floor and I shouted out. "Wow, boys that'll leave one hell of a mark!"
"Where do you want her?" Jasper asked Alice and Rose as they tried to con Edward into carefully getting down.
"Ugh!" Alice groaned frustrated.
Rosalie suggested, "Run her a bath in her bathroom, I'll be right up to help. Uh, what do we do with him?"
"Well, for starters," Emmett hissed, "get him dressed because I am not touching him when he's naked."
I giggled. "Oh, Emmett. What's the point in touching if he isn't naked?" I called back to Alice and Rosalie, "Put him in the bathtub with me. You bitches came home wayyy too quickly."
Jasper interjected quickly. "No. Just get him to put something on and we'll take care of it."
Emmett and Jasper are strong boys, strong boys. They practically dragged me up the stairs, but because of the way I was finally feeling from the glass, I got them back.
"I wonder if you guys are as good as Edward," I thought aloud, the words tumbling. "I mean, he's a fucking beast! You guys should try getting tips from him, this is the second time we have had great sex. We could totallllyyyy help you guys get with the program. You should just see the way he-"
"Bella, stop. We don't need to hear it."
"Wait, Jazz, she's intoxicated, she doesn't know what she's saying," I heard Emmett whisper devilishly. "So, Bella, tell me about the first time," he suggested as we reached my bathroom. Jasper started running the bathtub while Emmett held onto my arm and listened.
"Jacob was my life," I said tipsily and mock dramatic sadness. "And I was like soooo mad when he broke up with me, you know? It's just so hard." I pouted. "I was at the coffee shop, right? Grading something, I don't remember. And then there was this totally hot and sexy guy coming toward me. It was Edward, apparently. It didn't take long and we were fucking in the back of my car. I have to tell you, Emmett, it was the best! You should so do that with Rosalie some time. Oh, but wait. You guys know each other. That won't work then. Maybe you can like pretend you don't know her, and like run into her "accidently" and then you guys will have such good sex lives. And I guess it would all be thanks to me. I am a pure smart cookie, you know."
"Yes, Bella, we all know," Alice huffed as she entered the bathroom. "Okay, Edward's dressed but he wants to see Bella, which is totally retarded so get him out of here. We'll take care of her."
"Okay, love you, babe." Jasper kissed Alice's cheek.
"Love you too."
"See you later," Rosalie said to Emmett as he released my arm to kiss her.
"Love you."
"Oh my God!" I shrieked. "I feel so unloved!"
"Didn't Edward show you enough love?" Jasper teased lightly.
I stuck my tongue out at him while he just laughed it off. "Ha ha, its so funny," I said flatly, still too dramatically. "Laughing my ass off so hard." Still laughing, the two guys headed out of my bathroom and I was left with Rosalie and Alice. "How was your day?" I asked in a squeaky, childlike voice. I rocked on my heels.
Both them sighed before carefully lowering me into the warm tub, stinging the scraps on my feet, hands, elbows, knees and ass. Ouch.
EPOV
"And we can't finish because...?" I prompted that little pixie chick.
She huffed. "I think you've made enough mess of this place. Bella is going to get cleaned up. No – don't get down!"
"Edward, stop it!" Rosalie hissed, pushing my shoulders back along with Alice. "You don't have any shoes on. This will not be good. Sit still!"
"Don't be such a fucking hag from hell!" I shouted. "Your not the boss of me!"
"You should like a child!" Rosalie yelled back, digging her nails into my shoulder. I screamed. "Stay here. Got it? You move and you will die. All right?"
I glared at her as she slowly eased up on my shoulder. Alice hesitated slightly. "Just be happy he got dressed, Ali," Ms. Bitch whispered, before they both released me and tippy toed over the glassy ground. I kicked my legs like a child, hitting my heels on the side of the island, and thinking about her. Her body, her voice (the moans and screams were, while I replayed this, making my pants suddenly tight), her face, the way her hair smelled...how sweet she tasted...Yeah, my pants are uncomfortably tight.
"Fuck!" I shouted when my feet made contact with a huge piece of glass. "Shit...SHIT!" I shouted louder as my right foot hit the bottom of a smashed clear bottle. "Ow ow ow ow ow!" I cursed, hopping over the bog pieces of glass (even if that meant stepping on the little ones) to the living room. Without a second of hesitation I crashed down on the couch. The stinging in my feet started to dull as I eyes started to drift. "Mmm...tired." I yawned.
As I shifted onto my stomach – which, by the way, is very full of alcohol and upset – and nestled my face into the puffy cushion, but the turn did something weird...
I bent over the side of the couch and heaved the bile rising in my throat all over the floor.
Two hands pushed me back down on the couch when I was about to fall over. "Wow, careful," a soft voice said.
"Oh, thank you, Bella," I stammered, my eyes closing and head lolling to the side. "I love you so much. Nighty-night, baby."
Guess you just gotta love alcohol! No, totally kinding, but I do have to say: for me this chapter was a bit of a bust. Don't get me wrong, I read this whole thing aloud and imitated the voices to perfection. (Want the same effect? Read in a tipsy, pitching voice like your drunk!). It could be better but nonetheless...
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-Mickey
