I am not Stephanie Meyer, unfortunately. None of these characters truly belong to me, no matter how much I wish they did. So don't sue me.
Chapter Nine: Trouble In Paradise
Tomorrow the Cullens would be back home. As I have said already, I'm a little sad about Edward's and my "paradise" coming to an end. We fit so perfectly together, and the fact that we might not get any time alone together for a long time after spring break was just sad. I wasn't going to say that I'm a sex addict, but I definitely liked doing that with Edward, and I would miss it. I was determined to make our last night as special as possible. I mean, I wouldn't overdo it or anything, but I wanted to leave things on the right note.
I had just hopped out of the shower and gone into "my" drawer to look for a nice set of "clothing" for the night when I felt two cool, smooth arms glide around my sides and wrap around my waist.
"Hello love," Edward said huskily in my ear, giving me a gentle kiss on the cheek, "find something nice to wear, I'm taking you out to dinner."
"We're leaving the house?" I asked lamely. No Bella, he's going to take you to a restaurant in the house. Dumbass.
"Yes, we are." He chuckled. He took his arms from around me and slapped my ass playfully. "Go get ready, we're leaving in twenty minutes." He turned on his heel and left the room to go make himself unnecessarily more gorgeous. I turned my attention back to the drawer, and snatched out a hot pink lace bra and matching panties. I pulled them on and went to my suitcase to look for an acceptable outfit. Damn, nothing. Alice wouldn't mind if I borrowed something from her, I'm sure. I sneaked down the hall to Alice's room and opened her closet.
My jaw dropped. The closet was possibly bigger than her room, and had a vast amount of clothing on hangers. It was almost like an enchanted forest, and it would be mystifying if it wasn't a little scary that this all belonged to Alice, and wasn't a collection of all the clothing in Forks. I didn't even know where to begin, and I started regretting even thinking this idea was a good one. The closet looked like it was organized by color, so I headed for the blues, because Edward said he always liked me in blue. I spent a while sifting through the tight packed rack when I came across something that caught my eye. It was a dress that was a mix between navy and midnight blue, and it had a halter-top made of ribbon. There was another ribbon right under the bust, and from there the semi-sheer fabric flowed out elegantly until about two inches from the knee. Another layer of very see-through blue fabric billowed out over the bottom half of the dress, giving it a nice, sheen look. I grinned to myself and took it off the hanger. I found my way out of Alice's closet and back down the hall to the guest room, where I slipped the dress on, along with a pair of silvery, strappy, not-to-high heels. I blow dried my hair as quickly as possible, letting it fall in its natural curls on my shoulders, and put on a little mascara. I briefly considered putting on some of the makeup from the bags Alice gave me, but then I remembered I couldn't apply makeup for my life. I looked in the mirror, and I looked pretty decent, considering I dressed myself without any help from Alice.
"Bella! Time to go!" Edward called from downstairs.
"Coming!" I walked as quickly and carefully as I could down the stairs, where I was greeted by a quick kiss on the lips.
"Bella, you look positively amazing." He beamed at me with that amazing, heart melting crooked smile.
"So do you handsome." I replied, and I wasn't lying. He looked absolutely gorgeous in his grey-blue button down shirt, left open a button on the top, which hugged every delicious curve in his perfectly sculpted chest. He wore a pair of crisp black suit pants that looked like they were made specifically for him, and a pair of faded blue Converse. I was very tempted to jump him, but I had worked to hard finding this dress in Alice's closet just to take it off ten minutes later.
"Shall we go?" Edward asked, gesturing towards the door.
"Why certainly." I said, and he opened the door for me, and then opened the car door for me. He was really going all out! Not that Edward wasn't usually a gentleman; I just really took note of it this time. Maybe it was just that I was really appreciating the time I had left alone with him.
Or maybe it was that feeling of impending doom I couldn't shake off.
"I can't believe you took me here." I said, smiling at Edward as we sat in our booth in La Bella Italia.
"I just thought this was kind of appropriate. This place has a few first times stored in memory." He leaned over the table and gave me a sweet, soft kiss. I guess it lasted a little longer than I thought, because I heard someone clear their throat and looked up to see a waiter standing at our table. I blushed and slid back into my seat as Edward sat down on his side, grinning like he was some little kid who knew he did something bad but liked it.
"Hello, my name is Aldo, and I will be serving you tonight." His voice was heavy with an Italian accent; it was kind of funny how stereotypical he sounded. "Can I start you two off with any drinks?"
"Two Cokes please." Edward said, looking over at me and smiling. Aldo nodded and walked away from our table quickly. He probably didn't want us to start making out in front of him again.
"You know me so well." I said, referring to Edward's drink order.
"Well that's what you got last time we were here."
"You have good memory, stalker." I joked. I would never tell Edward that I had every moment from that night memorized like the back of my hand.
Our waiter came back with the two Cokes, and then took out his pad and paper. "What can I get you two tonight?"
Edward gestured to me. "I think I'll have spaghetti and meatballs, please." I told Aldo, and then looked back at Edward. I could stare at him for hours and never get tired or bored. I vaguely heard Edward order eggplant parmesan, but I couldn't really be sure, my focus was on his perfect-to-me body.
I hadn't even noticed our waiter had left until Edward said, "Can I help you Miss Swan?" I immediately broke out of my trance and blushed. "I still love it when you blush, it's just radiant." That only made me blush much harder, and thankfully Aldo came back with our food to break the thick embarrassment rolling off of my very being. My blush faded as I started to eat, and I ended up having an enjoyable evening with Edward, without him embarrassing me anymore. But still, I wondered what that weird feeling something was wrong was.
"Mmm, damn heels." I mumbled against Edward's lips, finally kicking off my shoes as he pushed me down onto the bed. I giggled at the shock of feeling his fingers sliding up my dress. I felt him grin on my mouth and chuckle before he bit on my lower lip gently. I opened my mouth a little, allowing his tongue access to mine. Our tongues danced in near silence for a few minutes, nothing but the sound of our ragged breathing filling the room. I reached between the two of us and started to unbuckle Edward's belt. After a minute of frustrated trying, Edward sat up on stop of me and undid it himself, throwing it off the side of the bed. I took the thankfully easy liberty of unbuttoning his pants while he reached behind me and pulled down the zipper of my dress. I used my feet and slid down his pants, and he kicked them off his ankles onto the floor. I unbuttoned his shirt, sliding it off of his perfectly smooth and chiseled arms, throwing that off to the side as well. Now my own personal god was only wearing a pair of boxers, whereas I was still wearing everything I had put on that night, aside from the shoes.
"You are far to overdressed my dear." Edward said with a chuckle, unbuttoning the halter-top and sliding the dress down my body. Once that had joined Edward's shirt on the floor, he stopped moving and looked at me. The hot pink of my bra and panties was still easily seen in the darkness of the bedroom.
"God Bella, you're so beautiful. I'm so lucky to have you." Before I could even tell him how luck I felt to have him, his lips had found mine, locking me in a deep and passionate kiss. This time there was no permission needed; our tongues resumed their sweet, loving dance that was so familiar to me by now. I closed my eyes and just reveled in the feeling, knowing it might be some time before I could feel Edward's body pressed against mine, his tongue exploring my mouth and massaging my tongue. I whimpered when I felt his lips leave mine, and I felt his body leave the mattress before I sat up and opened my eyes to find him searching his pants pocket. He must have found whatever it was because in less than five seconds he was back on the bed, sitting cross-legged and facing me.
"Bella, these past two weeks have been the best of my entire life." He was hiding something in his hand. "I love you so much, and I want every day I have on this earth to be the way this spring break has been. I want you forever and always." He uncovered his hands to open a tiny little black box, and inside was a glimmering diamond ring. Oh god, please tell me he's not really doing this! "Bella, will you marry me?" His eyes were full of hope.
"I…" Oh god. Oh god, oh god. "Edward, I can't!"
"What?" He seemed shocked.
"Edward, I haven't even graduated high school, how do you expect me to marry you?!"
"Does age really matter?" How could he be so confused! This is such an obvious dilemma!
"Yes Edward! My parents got married right out of high school, look how that turned out!" I jumped off the bed and stood across the room from him; it would be safer for him that way.
"Don't you have any faith in our relationship Bella!" He was getting kind of angry at this point. But I was too.
"Of course I do! I just don't see why we need to rush into this now!"
"What's the difference if we get married now or in three years?!"
"The difference is that if we got married now we'd be forever known as the couple that got married right out of high school! They'll probably think I was knocked up or something!"
"Who cares?"
"I do! I have always hated those couples that do that! I would be the biggest hypocrite in the world if I went and made a decision like that!"
"So your reputation is more important than me?"
"No, I just don't see why you don't respect my feelings about this."
"Maybe I just don't think your feelings make any sense." By now I was fuming, and he was pretty pissed himself. I clenched my jaw and yanked out a t-shirt and pair of jeans from my suitcase, and threw them on. I grabbed everything in the drawer by the bed that was mine and dumped it in the bag. I swiped my toiletries in as well and roughly zipped it closed.
"Wait, Bella, where are you going?" He seemed to have calmed down already, but I just walk out of the room and ran down the stairs, suitcase in tow. "Bella!" He ran after me, catching my arm at the front door.
"Edward Cullen, you are the most inconsiderate and selfish man I've ever met!" I ripped my arm out of his grasp and ran to the truck, revving up the engine and zooming out of the driveway, leaving a shocked Edward in the open doorway.
I didn't speak to him for the rest of the night.
