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BPOV:
I'm actually 100% sure that the entire airport could hear my groans of protest. I felt like the sun was not on my side either as its rays pointed directly into my eyeballs. Almost like it was mocking me. Yeah, the sun was definitely mocking me. No matter which way I moved it was like it followed me. Finally I buried my head in my jacket and curled up on my side in the airport waiting area.
"Is the sun even supposed to be this bright at six o'clock? I thought it was supposed to be just rising at six. What is this blasphemy?" Edward laughed out loud at me as he bounced a sleeping Marcy in his arms. I poked my face out and shot him the meanest glare I could conjure up at such an early hour. It must not have been very affective because he only laughed harder.
After an uneventful flight, we landed in Jacksonville. It was uncharacteristically chilly, with a darkening sky to match. It made my stomach fill with dread. Renee stood beside her car, which was parked in the drop off lane. She was waving her hands frantically, trying to get our attention.
"If you groan one more time, I might chop your head off." Edward commented quietly, a smile on his face. My head whipped around.
"Wow, I did that out loud? I could have sworn that one was strictly internal." His grin widened. My stomach continued to do flips so after getting in the car, I leaned my head back on the head rest.
I felt a tap on my shoulder, forcing me to open the eyes I hadn't realized I closed.
"Are you okay?" Edward whispered to me. I nodded briskly before turning back to watch the road.
Renee's house looked the same. The living room was filled with plush brown couches, and the walls were filled with dream catchers and weird paintings.
"I set up the guest room for you, Edward. And Marcy's room should still be the same. You know where to find everything, Bella. Marcy and I are off to run some last minute errands. I need to go to the dress shop and make sure her dress fits. Don't get into too much trouble, kids." Renee actually winked at us.
I rolled my eyes and nodded before bringing Edward upstairs. I opened the door to my room and Edward laughed behind me.
"Don't make fun of me; I tried to clean it all out, but Renee refused. Something about sentimental value or some shit." My room was the same as when I was a teenager. Nothing was touched. Carmen's was the same way. My posters were all hanging in the same place and everything. It looked like it hadn't been touched in years, and I know that it hadn't. I rarely ever came home when I was a teenager. I spent most of my time at Jake's.
"Jesus christ, what the fuck is this?" I looked over and smiled as he sat back in one of my gamer chairs.
"You've never seen one of those before?" he furrowed his eyebrows.
"Um, no. What is it." I laughed as he scowled.
"It's a gamer chair, like you know; you sit in it when you play video games. You KNOW what video games are, don't you?" his scowl deepened, but I saw the corner of his mouth twitch as he held back a grin.
"Yes." He rolled the chair back and forth like a teeter totter. "What kind of games did you play?" I rolled my eyes.
"Zelda, Mario. All the classics and shit." He barked out a laugh and I sighed.
"Go ahead, make fun of me. But I wouldn't sit in that chair for too long, you don't want to know what has happened in it." He tried to jump up, but that is no simple task with these kinds of chairs. He fell face first into it and then screeched before pulling himself back up. I burst into a fit of laughter, clutching my knees with my hands and barely breathing.
"OH MY GOD! YOU SHOULD HAVE SEEN YOUR FACE!" I shouted, slapping my knee before clutching it over my heart. Can you die from laughter? I could literally see the light. This was the end for me. Death by laughter.
"It's not funny." He pouted, which only made me laugh harder. I looked up and saw the grin spread across his face, and the glint of mischief in his eyes.
"Oh, no." I said, slowly backing up as I tried to catch my breath.
"Oh, yes." He said, lunging for me and grabbing me by my sides. He lightly dug his fingers into my skin and I screamed out loud. If I thought I couldn't breathe before, I was wrong. My lungs actually felt like they were about to split open as I screeched for him to stop. I grabbed onto his neck and we both went down, him landing on top of me, and my legs clutched around his middle. He ran a hand through his hair before placing both on the sides of my face. He started to open his mouth to say something, but then stopped. He brought one hand up to trace across my cheek and I shivered. I tightened my arms around his neck, which brought his face closer to mine. I could feel his hot breath on my neck as he brushed my hair aside, exposing my collar bone. He traced over it lightly before dragging his finger up to my chin, lifting my face towards him. Just as he was about to give me what I hadn't realized I wanted, a throat cleared from my doorway.
"Well, if this isn't a compromising position, I don't know what is." gasping, I looked towards the door. I squealed and Edward lifted himself up to a standing position, helping me along with him.
"Leah!" I yelled, running towards her and clutching her tightly.
"Watch it! Baby on board!" she said through her chuckles, hugging me tighter. I let her go and gasped loudly.
"It's getting so big, oh my god! Can I tough it?" I asked, curling my fingers together and bringing them to my cheeks. She rolled her eyes at me and nodded. Placing my hand on her stomach, I felt around a little bit.
"Your stomach is so hard, oh my god. He's not moving, though." She sighed.
"I wish he was like this all of the time. Usually he's kicking up a storm every hour of every day. Oh, there he goes." She grabbed my hand and brought it lower, and I felt his tiny feet kicking against my hand. I had forgotten that Edward was there until Leah spoke again.
"So, are you going to introduce me to your friend, here?" she winked at me and I could feel my cheeks heat up under her scrutiny.
"Oh, um. Sorry. This is Edward. He was at Carmen and Eleazar's wedding, he's Eleazar's best friend." She smiled widely, and as Edward extended his hand, she pulled him into a hug. It was only for a few seconds, and then she pulled away, wiping a tear from her cheek.
"Sorry, I'm not usually like this. This freaking child has my hormones all out of whack. Ow, okay, damn, boy. I'm sorry, I didn't mean it!" she said, rubbing a spot where the baby had apparently kicked hard.
"Well, we can already see that he'll have your snarky attitude." I said, smiling at her and then Edward. He smiled back at me.
"Come on, let's go have some lunch." Leah said, grabbing my hand and pulling me out of the room. Edward followed us, and 10 minutes later we're sitting at a diner we always used to come too as teenagers.
"Get the Buffalo burger, it's the best." I told Edward. He nodded and smiled. After we ordered we sat there, sipping our drinks.
"So how are things going?" Leah asked, looking at both of us.
"Good I guess." I shrugged as Leah scowled.
"How's Marcy?" I smiled widely.
"Perfect. Except she's crawling, and we're just getting her to walk, so now we can't keep our eyes off of her like, ever, or she crawls off and we have to find her. But she's been good. She just had her birthday a week ago. We're STILL trying to get the Cheetos stain out of the carpets." I rolled my eyes as she laughed.
"Okay, I have to use the bathroom, get up." I pushed Edwards shoulder lightly and he scooted out of the booth. I could close my eyes and find everything in this diner; I had been to it so much. I pushed through the heavy door and walked into a stall. I tried not to think about what happened in my room and how much I had liked it. At that moment, I had wanted him to kiss me so badly. I knew I was attracted to him, but I didn't know to what extent until earlier today. But I knew that I shouldn't have these feelings for him. What if we end up together and it doesn't work out, then that puts pressure on the household, and on Marcy. No, I can't do that. I finished and exited the stall to wash my hands.
"Bella? Oh my god! Bella Swan!" I turned to the left and saw Jessica Stanley, an old sort-of friend from high school. And she had the biggest tits I had ever seen in my life. They were never that big, she must have gotten them re-done, because holy shit. I must have said that out loud because she giggled before propping herself up against the sinks.
"I know, right! Mike got them for me. Something about a remodel, but aren't they fabulous? Touch them, they even feel real!" I balked at the idea as I dried my hands.
"No, no thank you. I'm good." I laughed. She rolled her eyes.
"Whatever. Who are you with out there? I thought it was you but I didn't want to embarrass myself in front of the whole diner by calling your name if it wasn't you." She chattered on incessantly, actually causing a headache to form at my temples.
"My friend, Edward. And you remember Leah." She rolled her eyes and let her lip curl in distaste.
"Yes. I heard she had married Sam and gotten pregnant." I rolled my eyes at her reaction. They had never gotten along in high school. This didn't surprise me considering the fact that Jessica had loved Sam her entire life. It caused an extreme ripple in all of our friendships when Leah got together with him.
"Yup, happily married. They already have a little one running around, this is their second." I smiled at her and tried to walk around her but she stopped me.
"You banging Edward?" she asked with a smirk.
"God, Jessica. No." I sighed.
"Not yet, at least. I saw the way he kept looking at you. And the way you kept looking at him…" I nodded and walked around her. This time she let me, and I walked back to our table. Edward and Leah seemed to be deep in conversation, so I cleared my throat. Edward jumped before scooting out of the booth to let me in. Our food came a second after, and we all began to stuff our faces. The silence didn't seem tense, but it definitely wasn't comfortable. I looked at Edward and he stared back. There was a storm of conflicting emotions rolling around his eyes. I put my burger down and looked at Leah. She smiled at me, acting as if nothing was wrong. She was humming as she ate, and soon Edward seemed to have calmed down, because he was laughing and they were playing a game of Guess That Song. Leah finished the last bits of her burger and took a drink before humming her next song.
"Don't Stop Believing. Come on, Journey? Everyone could guess that song. Infantscould guess that song!" Edward exclaimed. She rolled her eyes at him and sighed.
"Is everyone done? I'm feeling extremely tired." She said, yawning to prove her point. I popped another fry in my mouth before nodding. Everyone was quiet again in the car, but this time it was comfortable.
"I ran into Jessica Stanley in the bathroom." Leah sighed.
"I know. I saw her get up from her table. I think everyone in this town could spot her from a mile away. Those knockers…" I laughed.
"Oh I know. She told me to touch them because they feel so real." Leah gasped before busting out laughing.
"Did you do it?" I looked at her in disbelief.
"Are you fucking kidding me? No! There is no way I would touch those with a ten foot pole! I don't know where they've been." I told her. We laughed and let the silence come over us once again. Leah shifted in her seat uncomfortably. At first I thought it was the baby, but then she huffed out a heavy sigh.
"Spit it out, Leah. You want to say something." I looked over at her and then back at Edward. She sighed again.
"Ask something, actually. I want to ask something." I nodded, signaling her to go on.
"Did she… Fuck. Okay. Did she ask about Sam? Or Me? What did she say… Did she say anything about us?" She looked nervous and fidgety. I had never seen her act that way. Something was wrong.
"She said she heard that you guys got married. But that was it. Why?" She huffed quietly and I waited for her to respond.
"I wasn't going to tell you this. But… Um. Sam was having his bachelor party with Jake, Embry, you know. Their usual group. They were at the bar and uh… He got really drunk. And she um." She paused to swallow and I saw a small tear escape from out of the corner of her eye.
"Did he cheat on you?" I ask, suddenly infuriated. If Jake was there, why didn't he fucking do something? Leah is his sister. He would never let anyone hurt her, so what was his fucking problem?
"No, I mean. Not really. Kind of, except no. He was really, really drunk. Like black out drunk…" She made excuses.
"Leah, fucking tell me what happened." She sighed sadly.
"Don't be mad at Jake. He was out in his car. He didn't know. I can see it in your eyes. You're blaming him."
"Leah." I warned. Her lip quivered.
"She went down on him, but I mean that's it. He didn't really know what was happening, and Embry told me she came storming out of the backroom, really angry. Later on when Sam was sobering up, he realized what had happened, and said that it was because he called her Leah on accident or something. I don't know, it's really complicated and we worked it out. That was probably two years ago. He begged me for forgiveness. And I love him, Bella. I really do. Please don't hate him. We've worked it out and everything is good." I nodded, still fuming on the inside. The car was silent the rest of the way home, because I knew that if I tried to talk it would be harsh and mean, which would only hurt Leah more. So I sat back and tried to be a good friend. When we got to the house I opened my door and walked around the car to her side. Even though I had calmed down a bit, some bitter feelings still rolled around in me. I helped her out of the car and squeezed her hand tightly before letting go. Edward stood next to me and kept his hand on the small of my back. I could feel the warmth racing through me, and I calmed down even more.
"Come on, let's have some coffee." Edward said, smiling at both of us. Leah smiled back gratefully.
"You know what? I like you Edward. I don't like very many people. You'll be great for Bella." She smirked slyly and I silently cursed her.
"Maybe you can get her to come home more often. Like two months from now, for Sam Junior's birth." She smiled widely.
"Yeah Leah, like I would miss that." I snorted, but feelings of dread still filled my stomach. She nodded, clearly remembering how I had ditched Emily's birth. It was a year after Jake and I broke up. There was no way I could come back here so soon after that. She had forgiven me, clearly understanding why I couldn't go. But she was still hurt. Edward went into the kitchen and dug around a little bit before grumbling to himself.
"You okay in there?" I called from the couch, smiling.
"How do you work this god damn space coffee pot?" he called back.
Leah and I laughed, and I got up from my spot to walk in to show him. Renee was really big on the latest trends, and this coffee pot was some high tech shit to 'improve the smooth taste' or something like that. I popped in the filter and scooped grounds into it.
"Where do you put the water?" Edward asked. I pointed to the side and showed him it was already filled.
"This one already has water in it." I smiled at him and leaned back against the counter. It brews fast, and I pull three cups down from the cabinet. After fixing mine, I fix Leah's. We walk back into the living room and after handing Leah her cup, I sit down. Edward sits next to me and for the next hour or so we catch up. I ask how Emily is, she asks how I am. Edward interjects politely, laughing at the stories we tell from our childhood.
"Well, I better get going. Sam keeps blowing up my phone. Bella, walk me to the car." She smiles as Edward helps her up from her chair. I help her put her jacket back on and we walk in silence. I open her car door and she turns to me.
"How are you feeling?" she asks me. I knew it was coming, but I still feel my heart twist.
"Fine. Better now. It's not as hard, but it still hurts. I still wake up in fear in the middle of the night. But other than that, Edward helps me out a lot." I smile. "One time I woke up screaming, and Edward ran into my room. He took me down stairs and made me tea and we baked muffins. He's great." She smiled happily, but then her eyebrows furrowed.
"He keeps asking about you." I instantly knew which 'he' she was talking about.
"Why." I say, casting my eyes downward.
"They're on the splits. Tanya cheated on him last year. They've been having problems ever since." I nodded. It's a big dose of karma that he deserves. I think it's ironic that he cheated on me with her, and now she's cheating on him with someone else. I wonder if he thinks about me and asks himself if this was how I felt. I want to ask him how it feels to be cheated on by someone you love.
"Tell him to fuck off." I gave her a smile as she laughs.
"That's funny, because that's what I have been telling him. Every time he comes to visit Emily he's like 'Where's Bella?', 'How is she doing?', 'Does she still have the bakery?' Stupid shit like that. I always tell him you're doing wonderful, that you love the bakery and that you're even buckling down and going on dates. On that last part, he always cringes. I get some kind of sick joy out of seeing him hurt over you. I know I shouldn't feel that way because he's my brother, but he's stupid. He fucked up." I nodded and smiled at her. She turns her head to the side, a wide grin overtaking her face.
"I'm so glad that Edward's in your life. Now I get to put a name on the fake boyfriend tales I tell him." I roll my eyes at her, and suddenly she's very serious.
"Bella. I don't know if they're going to be at the wedding tomorrow. Last time he called, they were in Washington, visiting Tanya's parents. Something about marriage counseling. They aren't due back until next week, so I highly doubt that they'll be there. But if he is… Just… I don't know. You have Edward. And you have me. So remember that…" She looked as if she was going to say something else, but my heart was beating too fast to hear it even if she did. I nodded as she sat down in the driver's seat. She closed the door and rolled her window down.
"Bella?" I turn back and look at her. "I just want you to be happy. Please tell me you're happy." I smile widely at her. How many good things do I have in my life? Marcy, Edward, Leah, Emmett, Alice. And even Rose. We had gotten extremely close after our first meeting.
"I'm happy, Leah." She smiled and nodded before driving away.
The next day was actually miserable. I pulled the dress up over myself and balked. I tried to pull the zipper up, but it was so tight.
"Mom, you got the wrong goddamn size!" I yell from my room. She walks in and claps happily.
"Oh no, dear, they're supposed to be tight. Here, let me zip you up!" she exclaims. If I thought it was tight without it zipped, I was wrong on so many levels. It wasn't as tight in the bust, and I filled it out nicely. A little too much cleavage was showing for my taste, but I frowned when I looked down by my waist.
"Mom, were mermaid dresses really necessary. I feel like I'm going to bust out of this at any second." She rolls her eyes at me.
"Bella, it's perfect. You look absolutely stunning. And Edward's going to love you in it." I huffed out an angry sigh.
"Mom." I warned. Her eyebrows furrow.
"Bella, you are going to act like this is the first time I'm getting married, and you are going to like it." She comments playfully. She finally smiles at her, and I roll my eyes before smiling as well. I look myself over again and smile a little to myself.
"It is beautiful, though. And I do look fucking great in it." Mom tapped me on the butt.
"Atta girl." I rolled my eyes as she walks away.
We meet Edward and Phil at the venue, and Edward's eyes widen. He almost drops Marcy when he looks at me, so yeah. I'm feeling pretty good. He walks up and smiles.
"Bella, you look amazing." He comments, his smirk fully in place. I pat his cheek.
"Thank you. So do you, by the way." It's his turn to roll his eyes at me. He's wearing a light grey suit, the jacket button is open. He has on a white button down, and a peach colored that matches my dress.
"Did you do that on purpose?" I ask, smirking back at him. He laughs.
"Actually, no. Your mom picked it out for me, so I'm not shocked that we match. It was probably planned." Due to Marcy's curious hands, one side of his collar is flipped up and his tie is crooked. I reach up to fix it, tightening the tie and flipping his collar down. I pat away dust and drag my hands down to straighten it. I smile and look back up into his eyes.
"Thank you." He whispers.
"You're welcome." I can barely whisper out. His eyes are so green tonight, and the color of his tie really brightens them. My eyes flick down to his lips, and when I look up, his tongue darts out to lick his bottom lip.
"Edward, I-…" We're interrupted by a voice I have tried to forget for years.
"Bella." I look over, and my heart drops into my stomach.
A/N: DUN DUH DUNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN. Okay, a little over dramatic. But that tie fixing was fucking cute. I threw up a little bit in my mouth just typing it, that's how cute it was. YOU CAN SEE WHAT HER DRESS LOOKS LIKE IF YOU GO TO MY POLYVORE, THE LINK IS ON MY PROFILE! Tell me what you guys think! Next chapter is Edward's POV! So let's see how he reacts to our little visitor. Who do you think it is? (;
-Olive
