Disclaimer: I don't own twilight or any of it's characters, boohoo
Ok, so slight change of plan, Thanksgiving is happening in the next chapter, this chapter is the day after the party
It's just a bit of a filler really...
I got this up pretty quickly too ;) woo!
Anyway, READ...
Chapter 8- In my place
BPOV
Death.
That is actually what I felt like. Like I was being constantly prodded at with sharp pitch forks in my head. And I felt so sick as well. Oh god, how much had I drank? Somebody just kill me now.
I groaned and shut my eyes tighter as a splitting pain went through my head. I moved my hand to put it on my forehead in an attempt to make the pain stop, but seeing as it didn't, I decided on burying my head in the pillow and moping.
Mm, at least this pillow smells of Edward... I pulled away from it and stared, there were make-up smudges all over it. Where was I? I turned my head and looked about the room. I was pretty sure I'd never been in this place before, I would have remembered if I had, it looked like a really nice room. Oh god, what if I went home with someone last night and...
I couldn't even remember, this was so frustrating, what had I done and where the hell was I?! I looked under the covers and saw I was fully dressed and let out a sigh of relief. Ok, well that's one less thing to worry about. I started to get out of the side of the huge bed and I noticed a bucket that appeared to be filled with some sort of liquid that had been covered with toilet paper.
I cringed and stood up, just as another wave a pain went through me and I found myself collapsed on the bed again. I groaned and made a whimpering noise. Then I turned my head to the left to see the clock on the bedside table. It was ten in the morning. I noticed that beside the clock there was a glass of water and two painkillers, and beside that, a picture.
I looked at the picture as I picked up the small pills and put them in my mouth before swallowing them with the water. It was a little girl and a little boy, they were really cute. The boy was looking rather annoyed and had a lot of make up on his face and was wearing a princess dress over his normal clothing, the girl was smiling widely and had thrown her arms around the boy. In fact, the little girl had a strong resemblance to Alice...
I sat up properly and looked around the room. I had been in here before, I could see it now, it's just at the time it had been dark, and although the curtains were still shut now, there was a tiny gap where light was seeping in. This was Edwards room. I sighed with relief but the relief was quickly replaced with panic.
Oh god, what have I done? Why am I in Edwards bed? Did we... no, I still have all my clothes on. But why am I here? And why can't I remember anything?! Was I that bad?
Clearly the answer was yes, I couldn't remember a thing. I looked up at the ceiling, I was starting to feel sick again. The door opened and Edward entered wearing a t-shirt and sweatpants. If I didn't feel like I was about to throw up, I'm sure I would be swooning right now.
He smiled at me, but I didn't smile back, I couldn't. I felt sick, I had a really bad headache, I was in Edwards bed and I didn't know why, and god knows what I'd done last night. I felt more like crying then smiling.
"Bella, are you ok?" he said quietly, nothing but concern in his voice.
"No." I whimpered, putting my head in my hands. He came over and sat beside me on the bed.
"I see you took the pills I left on the side for you. How do you feel now?"
"Like I want to die." It came out muffled because my head was in my hands. He chuckled under his breath, I would have glared at him, but I felt like I might just throw up instead, so I didn't move.
"Do you feel sick?"
"Very." I decided that saying little might reduce the chances of me actually being sick. That would just be embarrassing.
He put his hand on my back and started rubbing up and down. It felt rather soothing but did nothing for the sickness, I wondered if he was trying to induce it...
"Well, if you're going to be sick again, the bucket is down there." He pointed down to where I knew the bucket was.
Again? That means that I'd been sick during the night, not that I could remember. And I was going to be sick again, I could feel it. My mouth was starting to water and something was burning the back of my throat. I put my hand to my mouth, using the other hand to grab the bucket.
I sat there, throwing up into the bucket with Edward holding back my hair with one hand, and still rubbing my back with the other. If I could have stopped the vomit, I would have told him how sweet he was. Then I remembered, this was so embarrassing.
When it was over, he passed me some toilet roll and I wiped my mouth with it, putting the used tissue into the bucket. Then we just sat there, he was still rubbing my back,
"On a scale of one to ten, how bad was I?" I sighed after a while, turning my head to look at him.
"Mm, I'm not sure, maybe nine? I mean, you were totally out of it, I thought I was going to have to call Carlisle in the night or something when you wouldn't stop vomiting, but you weren't a rowdy, angry drunk, so that was good. And you didn't cry."
And you didn't cry, "Oh great. So I kept you up all night, and not even for the right reasons!" I lowered my head, letting my hair fall into my face. He smiled,
"Well, I did get some sleep. And it's fine, as long as you were alive and well... you're only vomiting to get the alcohol out of your system" He leaned into my ear, "I'm sure you can keep me up for the 'right reasons' another time."
I blushed and smiled slightly, biting my lip. Oh, what's this? I decided to change the subject anyway, just to avoid the awkwardness.
"So, what, other than tiredness, you were fine this morning?"
"Yeah, pretty much. I wasn't nearly as bad as you or Alice... or Emmett for that matter. I was tipsy for the most part, but that's it. He's in the kitchen at the moment, dying. There are quite a few people downstairs actually, it seems very few actually went home..."
I frowned at the duvet, trying desperately to remember how many people had been here... most of the senior and junior classes, I'm sure I remembered that.
"Would you like to change into some of my clothes to go downstairs, you really should have some food?" I nodded and he got up, moving to his drawers to search for something for me to wear.
I ended up wearing a white t-shirt and a pair of his boxers as shorts, and after I'd washed my mouth out with mouthwash (I figured sick breath wasn't so nice) we headed down the stairs. As we were coming down the main stairs, the smell of cooking bacon hit me and made me feel slightly queasy again.
Luckily, I temporarily forgot the queasiness as I stared at the scene before me. It really was rather amusing. I could see in the hallway and the living room that a number of people were slumped on the floor, some on top of others, some huddled together, some still with cups in their hands, still fast asleep. Or passed out.
I turned to Edward who was walking beside me, "Edward, what time did it end?"
He smiled, "I'm not sure, perhaps an hour or so after you passed out? There wasn't really a certain time, just a lot of people started passing out and some people went home. Some where still dancing until like five this morning." He chuckled.
As we entered the kitchen, more faces than I was expecting turned to smile at us. In the middle of it all was Esme and Rose, they were cheerfully preparing food for the people who wanted it. I realised that was where the bacon smell was coming from. I also realised that that bacon smell was making me feel really sick again.
"Bella, would you like something to eat, honey?" Esme asked sweetly. But I wasn't paying attention, I was going to be sick, again!
"Edward, hold my hair!" was all I managed to say before putting my hand to my mouth and darting through the people in the way to reach the kitchen sink.
Edward stood behind me holding my hair and again rubbing my back.
"Is she ok, Edward?" Esme asked apprehensively.
"I think so... Bella are you ok?" I couldn't really speak, so I put my hand in the air to show that, other than throwing up, I was fine.
"She should really eat something..." Esme said, still sounding concerned.
"Yeah, I know, but I don't know if she'll be able to stomach it yet. She was throwing up all night and again this morning."
I literally had nothing left in my stomach to throw up, it was just bile now. Surely no more alcohol was in my system? I didn't really want to eat some food, though, and find out there was...
Rosalie was laughing, "She's worse than Emmett! And he's terrible, believe me, I have to deal with it!" She turned to look at Emmett who was sitting at the breakfast bar with his head rested on the counter. "Edward, you're a saint."
He really was a saint, I'd have to find a good way to thank him. But right now I wanted to go and wallow in self pity. It was bad enough that I was throwing up with just Edward there, and now nearly everyone plus some more were watching me. Lord kill me now.
Esme turned back to the people gathered in the kitchen, I could hear a few of them laughing, probably at me, and some whispering concern.
"Just make sure she's all right please, darling." Esme was so lovely and motherly, I frequently just wanted to hug her and have her tell me everything's going to be fine.
She came over and rubbed my back, to which I nodded and smiled briefly to show my appreciation, and then she left the kitchen. But I wasn't ready to leave the sink just yet, and after another round of Bella the Barf Beast, I was sure I had nothing left in my body to bring back up. I sighed, still leaning over the sink, then I turned on the tap to wash everything away and get myself a drink of water.
"Morning all!" Alice skipped into kitchen, kissing Esme on the cheek as she passed and then seeing me at the sink, pulled a face,
"Oh wow Bella, you look rough." She came over to me and her hand on my shoulder. What the hell?! I thought Edward had said Alice was just as drunk, where was her hangover? Typical Alice, of course she doesn't get a hangover! Silly me...
Edward still had his hand on my back although I was facing everyone now, leaning against the sink with a glass of water. He scowled at her.
"What? She does! Anyway, I'm going to go and wake-up people who are still around, who's coming with me?"
She looked around, quite a few people were in the kitchen and nodded, giggling and whispering as they plotted how they would wake certain people.
"I do!" Emmett suddenly said, raising his head from the counter. He had a huge hoody on with the hood up, he put his hand on his brow,
"Can we just wait a second, my head is killing me... but I want to wake Zac up! I saw he had my leopard print thong in his hands, now , I'm not sure how they got there, but I want them back!"
Rosalie laughed, she clearly remembered how they'd got there, but Alice had already left for the living room with most of the other people in the kitchen.
Leopard print thong? What the hell was Emmett doing yesterday, what else had I not remembered? I scrunched up my face seeing if I could remember anything at all,
"Can someone tell me what went on last night please? The last thing I remember properly is going to dance with Mike, and that's not such a great memory... then I woke up this morning."
Jasper walked in then, stretching. He smiled widely when he saw me and winked at Edward who just shook his head. It was a bit weird being like this with everyone, because people from school were still walking in and out of the room, some stopping to listen to the conversation or collect food. Others walked in, saw we were talking, and immediately left.
"Well, I think only Jasper, Edward and I have mostly full recollection of last nights... events" She giggled to herself. Alice was walking back in from the living room.
"What are we talking about? Uh, Emmett, someone claims they have your thong, and that you might want to collect it. He said his name was Zac?" Emmett sat up with a frown on his face,
"Bastard! He's awake already? Damnit!" He got up and headed into the living room. Alice shrugged and took his place at the breakfast bar.
"Ok so last night..."
"Oh yeah! How was the party? I can't really remember... but I imagine it was good, right?"
"Damn straight it was good! It was better than good, it was amazing, no, no, more than that! That Halloween party is going to be hard to top, that's for sure!" Rose shook her head and smiled.
"Yeah, it was really quite something, Alice. You looked like you were having a lot fun and so was everyone else." Edward smiled,
Alice's face lit up, "Oh goodie! I'm so glad, I'll have to check my facebook for pictures." I smiled and took another sip of my water.
Jasper smiled at me and Edward, "You two certainly looked like you were having a lot of fun... I thought we might have to surgically remove you from each others mouths!" he sniggered.
I chocked on the water I was drinking, sending me into a coughing fit. Edward narrowed his eyes at Jasper who was still laughing, perhaps more now and patted my back to get me to calm down. Alice and Rose started giggling too. When I'd stopped, I blushed deep red and put my head down. Bloody hell.
I got with Edward!? I'd got with Edward and I couldn't even remember. And now I was extremely embarrassed. At least I didn't feel ill anymore.
"Ok, ok, I give up! Take it! Now get the hell off of me, man!" A crushed voice could be heard from the living room,
"That's right, don't mess with me. I am The Terminator!" A louder one,
"Emmett, shut up and get off me!"
"Oh god, what the hell is he doing?" Rose put down the dish cloth she had in her hand and strode towards the living room.
"I want to see!" Alice squealed, jumping up and pulling Jasper with her, so just Edward and I were left in the kitchen.
EPOV
Great. Jasper just has to blurt it out like that didn't he? And now she was embarrassed and not talking. I sighed and scratched my forehead,
"...D'you want to go back upstairs?" I asked timidly. She didn't do anything for a second except move her mouth to the side, then she nodded.
We made our way back upstairs in silence. I kept looking to the side to catch a glimpse of her but she kept her head down and her eyes focused on the floor.
When we got back to my room, I noticed Esme had been in and removed the bucket, sprayed air freshener and tidied the bed. I shut the door behind us and looked at Bella who still said nothing and was inspecting her fingers. I sighed and then sat down at the end of the bed. She stayed standing where she was.
"I'm sorry if you're upset. I was going to tell you, it's just you were kinda preoccupied..." Throwing up and all...
She looked up and sighed, then she came and sat next to me on the bed.
"I know, you were drunk and I'm sorry, but nothing happened, other than me kissing you..." I looked down, now feeling rather ashamed.
She looked behind her at the rest of the bed, and then down at herself, and her eyes widened a bit.
"Oh..." she said softly. I guessed she realised that's how she got in here. She sighed, and frowned.
I looked at her again, "Sorry, you just... I just..."
She turned to me and rolled her eyes, "Edward, will you stop apologising, I'm not upset. Well I am, but yeah, not because of you."
I looked at her confused and she rolled her eyes again, and looked down at her hands.
"I'm only upset with myself. Not really upset, more... gutted." She smiled still looking at her hands, I still didn't get it.
"I can't believe I got with you and then was too drunk to remember! What a crap story that is, 'I got with Edward Cullen, at least I think I did, I don't actually know because I WAS SO DRUNK I CAN'T REMEMBER.'! How am I supposed to gloat about that when I wasn't even aware myself!?" She smiled at me.
Amazing. And there was me thinking that she was actually really disappointed with me. She always had the opposite reaction to the one I had prepared for.
When I told her about her sleep talking, thinking she'd laugh, she cried. When I expected to have to carry her from her house kicking and screaming, she came quietly, although I carried her anyway. When I thought we were progressing with our relationship, she stopped talking to me, and now, when I thought she'd really been upset with me for taking advantage of her, she was actually annoyed she couldn't remember it!
I was going to have to learn to prepare myself for the opposite to what I was expecting. I laughed.
"What?" she asked still smiling.
"You." I answered, laughing. She tilted her head slightly to one side.
BPOV
"What about me?" He looked so cute when he was laughing, ah. Suzie must really have liked that sparkly pen.
"Everything. You never do what I think you're going to do."
"What did you think I was going to do?"
He shrugged, "I don't know, hit me with a handbag? Runaway screaming? Be really disappointed?"
I laughed, I quite liked the hitting him with a bag idea, but run away screaming, disappointment? Pfft!
"I don't think so Edward." I ran my hand through my hair, shaking my head and smiling. He smiled and nudged me teasingly,
"Does this mean you do like me?" he said grinning.
"No, it means I hate you, I've just got a twisted way of showing it." I smiled and narrowed my eyes.
"Say it." He said.
"What?"
"I want to hear you say it, so say it." He was grinning widely at me now. I pouted my lips.
"Why Edward?" I said falling back. He turned to look down at me.
"Because." I rolled my eyes and sighed,
"Fine, I like you." I said quietly.
"What?" I narrowed my eyes at him
"I. Like. You." I said a bit louder.
"Sorry, you're going to have to speak up a bit.." He moved his head up as if he was struggling to hear.
"Oh for gods sake, Edward. You can hear me! I like you, Edward Cullen. I like you a whole lot. There, are you happy?"
"Very." He said smirking at me. I rolled my eyes and he leaned down to kiss my cheek. His lips were so soft.
How could you have been drunk, you missed out on the best thing that has happened in your life to date! Like I said to him, I was gutted. This would make up for it for now though, but it definitely wasn't enough.
His touch made me quiver and melt into a puddle on the bed. I'm melting, I'm meltiiiiiing! He seemed to have noticed the effect he had and me and chuckled under his breath.
I narrowed my eyes, "I don't want any funny business from you Edward Cullen, I feel disgusting. I need to have a wash and change and... ugh, I have to go home and see Charlie."
"I don't care." He said leaning down again, I put my hands over my face.
"Well, you might not, but I do. And anyway, I've been sick like a trillion times. What if I was sick on you?... You know that's not even joke worthy, it's just gross." I rolled away from him but I hadn't quite realised how close to the edge I was.
Until I fell off it. He laughed and then moved round to the side of the bed where I was lying on the floor,
"Are you alright?" he chuckled, putting out his hand. I scowled at him as I took it to get up.
"I'm fine, thank you." I mumbled, brushing myself down and running my hand through my hair. "I'm fine." I repeated.
He sniggered, "Ok... well there are towels in the bathroom so you can have a shower if you'd like."
"Ok." I headed towards his bathroom and shut the door. I undressed and got into the shower turning it on and then realising I had no clothes to change into afterwards. I sighed. Is he still out there?
"Edward?" I called, there was silence other than the sound of the shower and then I heard him at the door.
"Yes?"
"Um, could you please get my stuff from Alice's room? I don't have anything." And I seriously wanted to shave my legs, but he didn't need to know that.
"Uh, yeah, I'll just go and get it. Is this door locked?"
"No."
"Ok, I'll slip it round the door then."
"Thank you." I carried on washing my body while I waited, I'd have to wait until he came back with my stuff to wash my hair. I should really just start leaving stuff here so I don't have to bring things with me...
It was hard to find a soap that wasn't specially for men. Every one I opened smelled of Edward, and as heavenly as that was, it was a man smell and I didn't want to smell like a man. Well maybe a bit of Edward, but not totally.
EPOV
I headed down the stairs to Alice's room. For a second there, some small part of my brain was hoping Bella was going to... no. I slapped myself mentally. I had a feeling Jasper might be in the room with Alice so I knocked on the door.
I heard her giggling and then she stopped,
"Come in!" She called in her angelic voice. I opened the door and saw she was trying to fix her hair and Jasper was putting his top back on.
"Nice..." I said under my breath. Jasper sat on the end of her bed,
"Edward." He said as a greeting, I nodded at him and smiled.
"Edward, what is it that you want?" Alice asked seemingly irritated, I had clearly interrupted something...
"Oh, Bella wanted her clothes and stuff, she's in the shower."
Jasper laughed under his breath, "Got you running around after her already? Good job, Bella!"
Alice rolled her eyes, "What is going on with you two now actually? Has she told you she likes you yet?"
"What, you knew that she did?" I narrowed my eyes as her.
"That depends, has she told you she's liked you or not?"
"Yes, she has told me." Alice smiled widely,
"Oh well then in that case, yes she did tell me. On her birthday, you know when we went upstairs? But she told me not to tell you because she wanted to tell you herself... it was really hard, Edward, so don't even start on me!"
Great. So Alice had knew all this time, and I'd thought Bella never liked me in the first place. I sighed, "Yeah, well... where's her things?"
She pointed to the inside of her walk-in wardrobe. I found her clothes and her wash bag and headed to the door so I could go and give them to her. "Thanks." I said as I opened the door. Alice was sitting beside Jasper on the bed,
"So, what are you seeing each other now or...?" I turned back and sighed,
"I don't know. I guess so... it depends on Bella. I don't know if we're 'seeing each other' as such, just seeing how it goes." I thought about this for the moment. Alice shrugged,
"Ok then." To be honest I didn't know. What were we now? Were we dating or what? We'd have to talk about this...
I slipped her things around the bathroom door and sat on the bed waiting for her to finish. She was in there for ages so I went downstairs and made her a sandwich and came back up. When she finally did come out she had her hair up in a towel and her skinny jeans on. But no top, just her bra. I had to swallow.
And her breast. They were perfectly cupped by her black lace bra. They looked magnificent. They'd definitely increased in size from what I could remember when I saw her sleeping on her birthday...
She had dumped her stuff on my couch and noticed the sandwiches, which after she thanked me for, quickly devoured.
"Edward, do you have a hair dryer?" she said when she'd finished, standing with her hands on her hips.
She was so perfectly formed, she amazed me. I pointed to where it was on the floor and she smiled and picked it up, plugging it in and standing in front of the mirror.
She was fascinating to watch, just the little things she did, probably without even noticing. Like running her hand through her hair, she did that all the time. When she took the towel away from her hair, a sweet aroma of lavender and honey filled the room, and continued to do so as she began drying it.
I inhaled the aroma before speaking, "Uh, Bella, what are we now?" She turned to look at me, still drying her hair.
"Pardon?"
"Where are we, relationship wise?" She turned off the dryer and thought for a moment
"...I don't know. Um... where would you like to be?"
"I don't know, I'd like to be anywhere with you. Somewhere is better than nowhere." She smiled at me and then turned the dryer back on,
"Well then we're somewhere." She giggled, "So I guess, you could say... we're seeing each other... if you like?"
"Hmm." I got up and stood behind her, winding my arms around her waist, "I guess you could say that." She giggled as I kissed her neck. Inhaling the scent off her skin and hair.
Then the door opened and Alice waltzed into the room and threw herself on the bed,
I sighed, and unwillingly pulled away from Bella, handing her her top which she quickly put on.
"No need to knock or anything..."
"Oh, sh Edward, it's not like you do."
"Ur, actually I do-"
Jasper cut in, "You know, as much as I would like to sit here and listen to you two arguing, I really don't, so..." He strolled over to the couch and sat down.
Bella giggled, "I agree, you two are terrible."
"He started it..." Alice muttered crossing her arms.
I narrowed my eyes at her."Why are you even in here?"
She pouted her lips, "Because. I never come up here, you're always in my room, so we thought we'd come and pay you a visit, didn't we Jasper?"
"Yep. We just wanted to share the love, you know." I sighed. "And we got bored." There we go, that's the real reason.
"Yeah, Edward, everyone who was downstairs has gone home and mom's cleaned everything up already! So there's nothing to do. I'm so bored! Can we go play something?"
Bella put down the hairdryer she was still holding, just as Jaspers phone went off. He searched his pockets until he found it,
"Hello?"
We all turned to look at him, his face lit up when he realised who it was, we just listened.
"Oh hey! How're you?.... Yeah, I'm good, Mom and Dad are fine... Yep she's fine, Alice is good too... Maybe it's on silent... Yeah well, you know what her and Emmett are like... Awesome! How come, I thought you were only coming for Christmas?... Oh right, sorry about that... Why can't you?... Fine, I'll tell them... Yeah, I'll see you soon then, bye."
It was obvious who he was talking to but it hadn't really clicked with me yet.
"Who was that?" Alice asked, her head to the side
Jasper looked bemused,
"It was Tanya... She's coming home for Thanksgiving. She couldn't get hold of Rose and she didn't want to call my parents 'cause she's broken up with her boyfriend or something and she was supposed to be going to his for Thanksgiving, and she doesn't want them to lecture her. Pretty random...but hey, she's coming back, I haven't seen her in so long!"
CLICK.
BPOV
Oh dear... I could feel Edward tense beside me once Jasper said it was Tanya who had called. I could see he was tensing his jaw and I could tell he just didn't want to be here right now.
Alice was looking at Jasper and smiling although I could tell she knew Edward had reacted. I looked up at him and he was staring blankly ahead. I knew she didn't mean anything to him but anytime her name was mentioned, it seemed to catch him off guard.
"Well, you guys, I'm sorry that you're bored but I have to go home and see Charlie and Edwards coming with me."
Edward was still standing there so I went and picked up my things from the couch, throwing the bag over my shoulder. I grabbed his hand and pulled him with me towards the door,
"Ah, meet the parents, eh?" Jasper winked
"Yeah, something like that... See you two later." I waved at them both and left the room with Edward in tow.
He seemed to snap back into reality once we went outside, to the garage. We stood beside his car for a while, and then he got in. I sighed, I couldn't think of anything to say so we drove in silence. Somehow, I felt like this was one of the times where he didn't want me to say anything, so I stared out of the window. It was pretty grey outside, as usual.
He sighed as he pulled up outside my house. I looked over at him and he put his head back into the headrest,
"I can't believe she's home for Thanksgiving. I could have avoided her if it was Christmas, but not Thanksgiving. Esme invites the Hales every year, I faked being ill last year, but there's not really anything I can say this year..."
"I can come, if you want? Then at least.. yeah, I'll be there...?" He turned his head to face me and smiled.
"Thank you. You don't have to but Esme was going to invite you and Charlie anyway, so that works out fine."
I smiled at him, "Well Charlie and I would love to come. Seriously, if I'm home for Thanksgiving we'll probably end up eating fish instead or turkey. We have so much fish in the house. I think we've only got two to three years worth left though... I need to remind Charlie to go fishing soon, that's a fatally low amount!" I was starting to ramble, but Edward laughed.
"Well, do I get to officially meet him now?" He was grinning at me.
"Oh yes. Big Daddy C. I apologise in advance for his behaviour if he's a total ass." I hadn't actually intended having Edward meet Charlie today, it just sort of happened to map out this way.
We both stepped out of the car and headed towards the front door, Edward was carrying my bags so I quickly reached into my pocket to find the key and open the door. I paused for a moment, before opening the door, I took a large intake of breath and then stepped inside.
"Dad?" I called, pulling the key out of the door and putting it back in my pocket.
"Hey Bells, I'm in here." I turned to Edward and gestured for him to follow. He put my bag down as he came in.
Oh god, oh god, what the hell am I supposed to say now. This is going to be embarrassing, I can just tell...
Charlie was sitting watching a baseball game, I'd come up behind him biting my lip, Edward by my side,
"Um, Dad..." He turned round and saw Edward and I standing there.
"Oh." He said, turning the TV off and standing up.
"Yeah, uh, Dad, this is Edward, Edward, Dad." I gestured to each of them. You're crap at this introducing stuff...
"Chief Swan, I'm Edward Cullen." Edward held out his hand and Charlie took it.
"Nice to meet you Edward. Ah, Dr Cullen's son?"
"Yes, sir." Hmm, maybe Charlie will be impressed that he is the son of a beloved member of the community... pah!
"Your father's a good man. We're lucky to have a doctor of such a fine standard in town." I take that all back.
Edward smiled, "Yes, sir. You seem to be keeping a pretty tight ship yourself, there's never any crime in Forks."
Charlie looked quite proud of this, "Yep, well, it's when you start to let things slip that trouble starts." He pulled up his belt a bit, "I like to keep everything in order. You abide by the Law, the Law will abide by you."
Edward had a serious face and nodded. I had to hold in a laugh.
What a load of bullshit! I seriously think Charlie thinks we live in some kind of ghetto... WE LIVE IN FORKS FOR GOD SAKE! The biggest crime I've heard of round here was when that racoon went into Mrs. James' kitchen and stole her apple pie. Wow, rock'n'roll...
And was he referring to himself as the 'Law'?! Did that even make sense?! He was seriously watching too much TV. I let out a little chuckle and they both looked at me. I tried to disguise it as a cough, but Edward clearly wasn't fooled.
"So, are you and Alice are brother and sister?" No shit Sherlock. He knew who Alice was obviously, she was always round whenever I wasn't round there house and she made some really nice food too, so Charlie was happy to have her round.
"Yeah, they're twins." I thought I'd have some input in this conversation, I was feeling forgotten. Charlie's eyes widened a bit,
"Oh really, I can see the similarities now, but you're not identical, hey? Well, Alice is a lovely girl." Edward smiled.
"Yes, she is. Very reliable as well." He smiled at me then, and I could see he wanted me to say something about seeing him or whatever, but I didn't really want to. This was already weird enough.
"Esme invited us round for Thanksgiving." I said after a small silence.
"Oh that's nice. Well, you tell her Edward, Bella and I would love to come!" Yeah, I bet, free food! I had to hold in a laugh again.
"She'll be very glad to hear." Edward smiled sincerely, he's good at this..
"Would you like to stay for dinner, Edward?" Charlie asked.
"Yes, thank you Chief Swan, if it's not too much trouble."
"Oh no, no trouble at all! And call me Charlie!" Oh yeah, no trouble for you! You're not going to be the one making it! I narrowed my eyes at, Edward who was smiling smugly. He was just loving this wasn't he... ugh
Charlie gestured for him to sit on the sofa and they began chatting away, like they were best friends or something. They were mainly talking about baseball, The Mariners in particular, I hadn't realised Edward knew so much about them. But I think he'd mentioned being really into baseball for a while when he was younger...
I went away to make some dinner, this was too weird to watch. Edward and Charlie? What the hell?! An unlikely friendship was beginning to bloom, and I was totally out of it.
To be honest, when you passed the weirdness of it all, it was quite nice. It would have been terrible if they'd hated each other. I smiled as I started to cut some vegetables.
"Hey Bells, can you get Edward and I a drink, we're thirsty!" The smile disappeared, I turned to shoot poisonous darts from my eyes towards Charlie. Who did he think I was, a serving wench!
Edward was laughing under his breath, I sighed. "Would you like a massage too? Maybe I should run you a bath..." I muttered.
"What's that Bells?" He called over his shoulder. I rolled by eyes as I got two beers out of the fridge.
"Nothing dad, nothing."
So there you go, it was kinda sweet I thought, but yeah...
Tell me what you thought of it anyway, like I said, it was only really a filler chapter, it would have been a bit stupid if I went from Halloween to Thanksgiving, well I thought so anyway...
And I think it's sort of necessary, Edward meets Charlie and stuff, and they're sort of not really officially going out. So yeah, and Tanya's going to be around next chapter, SO...
OOOOOOOH, its all happening. I was actually laughing to myself typing some bits of this, I can't even remember which bits they were, but I hope you find them funny too!
Ah, poor Bella, being sick, ah, being sick after drinking too much is NOT COOL, I know... sad sad times haha!
But yes, reviews please, and keep reading! I'll try to update A.S.A.P. but I've really really really got to revise my French!
SO
Merci beaucoup, bon matin, bonjour, bonsoir!
Je t'aime tout! (i realise it's not je t'aime because it should be plural but i can't be bothered to think right now !)
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