A/N:Ok those of you who reviewed know that this chapter was written out onto hotel paper while away. I tried desperately to get fanfiction to work on my laptop but it wasn't a go I'm afraid. So my apologies that this took so long to be updated. I don't like to leave it that long!
So this chapter was thought up whilst drunk on Red bull and Vodka, unable to get to sleep my mind was whirring with ideas for it. So chemistry of a car crash was born at 4:30am!
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Now on with the story!
BPOV
"My dad is fucking her mom Bella! He's fucking a skanky slut!" I had never heard Alice swear before; obviously the vodka and anger had loosened her tongue slightly. She was furious with Jessica and Jess was equally pissed at Alice. It was a bit of a mess.
"And you know what actually makes it worse?" I shook my head trying not to anger her more. "I had to fucking walk in on the ho-bag and my asshole of a father! Can you imagine what that was like? My mom doesn't even know yet! I don't know whether or not to tell her or whether she will resent me for telling her or..." she broke off before letting a sob rack her body. I pulled her in for another hug; she needed friends just now. It was a shame that the actions of two 'adults'; and I really use that word loosely, can rip apart two 'kind of friends'. Jess just kind of tagged along everywhere without being invited so she would not be missed when we kicked her out of our group for once and for all.
"Bella, what do I do?" she begged me.
"Babe, I don't know. If it were me I would let my mom find out herself. You never know, she may actually already know about it and is ok with it." It was highly unlikely, but I knew how much Alice hated upsetting her mom; this would be the ultimate news to wound her.
"Maybe your right." She pulled away from me and put a smile on her face. "Aw I'm sorry I'm acting like this. I feel better now though. Thanks." I smiled back at her and we turned back to face everyone else who were still taking swigs from the coke bottle. There wasn't much left.
"Are you ok?" I looked up to see who was talking, but saw that the question had been directed at
Alice by Jasper. Why wasn't he talking to me? I remembered he had a slight crush on me; the feelings used to be reciprocated until I got together with Emmett, but Jasper was never someone I could have seen myself go out with. He was far too quiet for me to actually date him. That's why I had chosen Emmett; there was never a dull moment around with him. He could change the atmosphere from uncomfortable and awkward to mirth in just a few words; which usually was something rude or just hilarious.
I left Alice to talk to Jasper and I went back over to Mike and Emmett sitting in a debate about something.
"Bella, baby, I need to go now; Mikey here says he will take charge of getting you home. I didn't think you'd want to leave yet, it's still early. Is that ok?" I nodded my head. "Right, here boy if you ever harm even a hair on her head or you as much as look at her funny I will tear you apart limb from limb. Capiche?
I shot upright. No No NO! The drugs were supposed to stop the dreams. It had worked successfully all week, but now waking up this morning my hand was killing me and my head was throbbing. I felt like I'd been on a booze bender for a week. Dragging myself out of bed I went to the bathroom cabinet to take some more Percocet, shaking the last two tablets from the small container I threw them into my mouth before drinking water straight from the tap.
I took a look at the watch on my arm that I'd been too tired to take off last night to see it was just after five. Would he be home yet? I needed to see him; I couldn't explain why; I just missed him, there was just something about him that held me captivated.
I stumbled about my room picking up my jogging gear and put it on. I ran out the house; desperate to get away from the dreams.
The cold air hitting my face was a welcome release from the stuffy air in the house. I instantly felt more alert.
But it didn't take long for the drowsiness from the medication to hit me.
I wandered into my meadow in a daze unable to focus on anything. I needed sleep, if I could just sleep...sleep right here in the bracken...
"Mike! What are you doing? You can't just take that! Do you even know how to drive?" I shouted as he lock-bumped an Audi S5.
"Sure I can, who's going to stop me? You going to tell daddy on me?" he mocked "Uh Bella" he moaned in frustration "just get in."
I huffed as I got in the side he had just unlocked from the inside.
"I can't believe you Mike! We could just have got a taxi...your drunk."
"Drunk spunk...i'm fine!"
"Yes clearly fine when you come out with things like 'Drunk spunk.' It actually sounds kind of gross doesn't it?" I laughed at my own immaturity as Mike tried to stifle a giggle. He turned the engine on before revving it.
"Oh wow, this must be a two litre! Can you hear that? Sounds so powerful!"
"God mike, I can see your hard on from here, shut-it already and take me home before someone reports this stolen!" I groaned. I could only imagine what Charlie would do to me if he found me an accomplice to grand theft auto.
"Whatever Bella, you know my hard on is only for you!"
"Shut the fuck up Michael." I warned him.
"Bella, Bella, Bella, I am joking. Although I would never say no to you sexy." He winked at me.
"Aw for God's sake Mike, just drive. But slowly, don't kill us or anything."
"Psshhh!"
I internally moaned at his over confidence, which had clearly been brought on by the drink.
"Slow down Mike; your going waaaaaay too fast. Your all over the fucking place, slow. The. Fuck down!" I was starting to panic slightly, his driving skills were abysmal he had never driven before and it was even more evident in his drunken stupor.
"Cha-lax Bells, it's fine."
"Please, just a bit slower." He complied and dropped his speed slightly. It wasn't much but it would have to do I supposed. "So you were totally trying to get in Jess's pants tonight weren't you? Well before she went all crazy bitch on us all."
"Ha, no Bella, Jess is too much of a liability to sleep with. She gets all clingy, did you not witness Tyler's mistake? If you thought she was a crazy bitch there you obviously did not see the complete extreme of her craziness when Tyler dared talk to another girl. She actually slapped Lauren Mallory for hitting on Ty. I mean Jesus, you don't beat on Mallory and live to tell the tale! She was obsessed with Ty for months after they shagged."
"I guess. Still you wanted her tonight" I sung.
"Bell, shut-up, if I wanted anyone it was you." He stuck his tongue out at me.
"Come on Mike, some new gossip please? I'd be worried if you didn't want me."
"Ah so full of yourself I love it!"
"Yes well, wouldn't you be full of yourself if you were me?"
"Aw Bella, if I was you I would be touching myself at every possible moment." He grinned mischievously. I turned away from him to look out the window.
"Jeeze you are such a perve. If I were you I would castra...SHIT! MIKE WATCH THAT CAR!" I shouted as soon as I realised we were driving at full speed straight towards another car. The headlights blinded me while the horn deafened me. I was aware of the car swerving sharply to the left with a squeal of rubber burning on the tarmac. I felt the seatbelt digging into my neck, choking me, stopping me from letting out the scream of terror I needed to release.
I strained my eyes to look through the dark tint of the opposing car window to those of the terrified woman staring straight back at me. That face would forever haunt my dream I could tell that from just that split second.
The screech of the metal cutting as we collided was enough for me to think that the feeling of supposed peace and tranquillity of death was just around the corner, I was sure of it.
Then all of a sudden we were jolted forward by the force of suddenly stopping and being pulled back; restrained by the seatbelt.
Then everything went black.
*****
I was pulled out of my sweet release of death into the torture of being alive with a violent shaking of my shoulder.
"Bella! Bella! We have to get out of here!" I opened my eyes slowly, adjusting my senses.
Sound: The loud horn
Smell: The rusty smell of blood
Taste: Blood pooling in my mouth
Touch: The sharp glass lying shattered in my lap
Sight: complete darkness
And then I remembered. That face, the screeching, the searing pain.
Charlie was a cop; he could get me off with no charges...
"Mike." I was surprised at my raspy throat...maybe I had been screaming after all. "Switch seats, Charlie will get me off, you can't go to jail Mike." He was more than happy to move. Fortunately neither of us were injured too badly and were both able to trade places. I positioned myself so I was sitting near enough the same way Mike was before I felt everything going black again.
"Bella?" I heard a velvety voice speak my name before feeling myself being lifted up by strong arms. I opened my eyes to more blackness I could vaguely see an outline of a figure huddled over me.
"I'm sorry." I cried, "it wasn't meant to happen, it was an accident! You've got to believe me! Please!"
"Bella, you have to wake up." The velvety voice laced with worry said again. I was already awake; I had just been pulled out of the wreck of the car. Was I dead? Was this God's voice I was hearing; it could be described as almost God like I supposed. Was this God's arms lifting me up?
But no if I was dead surely I would be going to Hell? I had just been involved in car theft, driving under the influence and an accident.
I blinked furiously a few more times squeezing the tears from my eyes. Then I realised it wasn't just tears that stained my face; I was completely soaking, this wasn't right; it hadn't been raining the night of the accident. My eyes shot open to look above me to the sight of...could it be?
"Edward?"
EPOV
I ran to the meadow like a man fleeing a burning building. I was on a mission. A mission to find Bella, explain everything to her and ask her out. My running style had been altered with my new found confidence that Tanya had evoked in me.
All my thoughts had been consumed with how I would ask Bella out, how exactly I would say it. I was yet running through more ideas while I sprinted until I heard the high pitch scream of someone in trouble.
Bella?
Why was Bella in trouble?
I darted through the trees ignoring the leaves smacking me in the face soaking me from the water that had pooled in them. I was already wet from the rain anyway; it wouldn't matter.
I ran into the clearing to find Bella screaming, lying down in the grass writhing about. What the hell was wrong with her? I cautiously moved over to her whilst calling her name. She didn't answer me.
Was she asleep, dreaming?
Standing over her I could see her eyes were held tightly shut. She was soaking, her clothes saturated from the falling rain; how long had she been lying here? Her hair was so wet it appeared to be plastered to her head and tendrils were lying across her face. Kneeling down I cupped her cheek with my hand; her skin was soft but alarmingly cold and wet. I looked down at her form and noticed a white bandage wrapped around her hand, what had she done to herself?
"Bella?" I tried waking her again whilst deciding my best course of action would be to remove her from the rain. I repeated her name trying to wake her from her nightmare whilst sliding my arms under her back and lifting her up. Her eyes opened fractionally and she cried out.
"I'm sorry! it wasn't meant to happen, it was an accident! You've got to believe me! Please!"
"Bella, you have to wake up." She was still dreaming. I didn't know how to wake her properly before her eyes shot open to look at me with, something I couldn't quite make out hidden behind them. Was it fear?
"Edward?" she spoke my name. She had finally woken up.
"Bella! Are you ok?" she nodded her head slowly as if unsure of what was happening. "I'm going to take you home with me. You are soaking wet, I don't want you to catch hypothermia. You can have a shower at mine and I'll get you a change of clothes." She nodded again this time with a little bit more conviction.
I started to walk quickly towards the direction of my house whilst holding Bella's cold wet body against mine to heat her up before I realised that she wouldn't with all the wet clothing on. I gently placed her on her feet making sure she had her footing before letting go of her. I pulled my hoody off over my head before taking my t-shirt off. I shyly placed my hands down at Bella's waist and began lifting the hem up indicating for her to raise her arms above her head. She did what she was told and I took removed her dripping wet top. I was a gentleman and didn't stare. This was not a sexual moment; there was no way in hell it would ever be described as that.
I handed her my top as she stared blankly at me; completely confused with everything around her.
"Take it Bella, you need to warm up; your wet clothes won't let you do that." She continued to stare through me as if there was nothing standing in my place. I was going to have to do it myself. I lifted her arms up and pulled the t-shirt over her head and pulled it down over her tiny fragile frame. I put her back in my arms and walked back to my house with her bridal style.
Carlisle and Esme had both gone out; desperately not wanting to be back from Hawaii, so the house was empty. I opened the door and climbed the stairs with Bella. I walked her into the bathroom and placed her back on the ground before going and turning on the shower to a warm enough temperature that would heat her up but not burn her.
She had finally started to come too and was shivering.
"Do you want me to help or I can leave if you like?" I gave her the option; I didn't want her to think I was trying anything out on her when she was in this condition.
"Ca...an yo....ou st...st...st...ay? P...pl...ee....ase." she begged me. I walked over to her desperate to take her in my arms and warm her up myself, but instead helped her remove her offending clothing before dumping them on the floor by her side. I took her soft, cold, tiny hand in mine and helped her into the shower trying not to look at her naked wet form in front of me. Trying desperately hard not to look at her.
I let her soak herself in the warmth of the water before I went to the floor where Bella's clothes were lying.
"Wh...here are you g...g...going?" she asked frantically.
"I need to put your clothes in the dryer." More like I needed to get away before I got an erection just thinking about you; without even looking at you. I ignored her forlorn expression and made a dash for it out of the room.
What the hell was going on here? Bella was naked in my bathroom? Naked!
This was really not how I intended today to go. My plan was to wait for her, ask her out and go home. Not find her wet, scared and take her home!
I threw her clothes in the dryer before I was sad enough to try and see if they still smelt of Bella. I then darted back up stairs and grabbed a big white fluffy towel from a cupboard, took a few deep breathes and opened the door to the bathroom.
I looked over towards the steamy shower to find Bella rubbing my shower gel over her body. I shut the door behind me and she spun round to face me. She was beginning to get color back to her skin. Her face was growing more and more red as she realised I was staring at her. I quickly made my way over to the shower and handed her the towel before looking at my feet trying to ease the awkwardness of the situation.
"Thank you." She grabbed the towel and wrapped it around herself several time before stepping out of my walk-in shower. I turned the water off as she began drying her body.
"Ehm, do you, eh, want some of my clothes to wear? I could give you my mom's clothes but they might be too big for you?" I was suddenly very nervous for some strange reason.
"You're clothes will do fine." She smiled kindly at me. It was a smile that was so genuine and happy looking even though she probably wasn't feeling all that well.
I turned to go out the room to find her a pair of joggies and a t-shirt.
"Edward?" I whipped round to look at her. "Thank you for this. You didn't need to. It means a lot to me." Her smile then became tainted with anguish. This poor girl had obviously never been cared for, I would make a difference to that. I would treat her better than a servant to his master. She deserved much more than that. She had finally made me happy just with her presence and I would repay her in any way possible for that. I was eternally in debt to her.
"It's fine; I'm glad I could help." I went through to my room to my closet and pulled out clothes that would ultimately drown Bella's petite size. I turned around and she was standing there taking in everything in my room. I had never been so thankful that Esme had tidied it up before we left to go on vacation. I was also thankful that I didn't have anything embarrassing lying around. I handed her the clothes and crossed my arms across my chest, she took them and changed into them in silence.
I was too scared to talk. Scared that if I said something it would ruin this and she would disappear as if I had imagine the whole thing. I discreetly pinched my arm to check I was awake. Ouch! I was.
I looked back to Bella to see her yawn widely showing off how far she could stretch her mouth...
Stop it Cullen I thought to myself. There is no way she would even consider going out with me if she knew what I was thinking now when she was feeling like she was.
"Do you want to go to sleep?" I asked her, more than happy for her to crash out on my bed so I could watch her. Not in a creepy way though.
"Do you mind?"
"Not at all." I shook my head.
She eyed up the bed which I had actually made this morning and hesitated before going to it.
"On you go, it's fine. Beds are made to be slept on. I won't do anything while you sleep don't worry." It came out without even thinking about it. Fuck I was an idiot.
She obviously thought the same as her lips twitched up to form a grin as she pulled back the gold covers to the bed.
I walked over to the leather couch against the wall and sat down.
"Will you stay here with me please? I don't want to be alone just now."
"Sure Bella, I'm not going anywhere."
"No, I meant come to bed with me? I just need the reassurance that someone's here. Please?" she pouted. And how could I refuse that? I crawled into bed next to her and hesitantly took her in my arms. She seemed to melt into me.
Having her in my arms felt so peaceful and reassuring; like she had said. I let her wet hair tickle me as it brushed across my face while she tried to make herself comfortable. I took a deep breath while I was buried in her hair and she smelt just like me. She had obviously used my shampoo as well. It was like having my trademark stamped on her. She was mine.
I heard her breathing slow down into a steady rhythm as she fell asleep safe in my arms. I didn't even care that her wet hair was soaking the pillowcases and duvet.
A/N: Well there you have it, the long awaited chapter eight! I hope you enjoyed it. Even though this was a difficult chapter to write I had lots of fun writing it as Edward and Bella are back together!
I hope I got the car crash ok, I wasn't sure how to put emotion and how Bella was feelin gat that exact moment into words so I'd love to hear what you guys thought of it!
Please review; you get a preview of next chapter, which fyi is almost ready! Yaaaaay!
