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I hate you! …I think
It took everything in his power to keep Edward from following Bella and James. He knew he was being a jealous asshole, but he wasn't about to go down without a fight. He needed to figure out how to get Bella to understand he wasn't lying and trying to mark his territory or something along those lines.
He didn't know what he would do if Bella chose James. He knew she didn't want him, but to lose her to James would be a huge blow to the ego. Especially since he knew James was manipulating her and lying to appear as something he wasn't.
Once Edward had cooled off, he went back to the Cullen house to speak with Carlisle. Carlisle seemed to be the most levelheaded one of the bunch, and Edward really needed some insight.
However, The Oracle had different plans.
Edward could hear her thoughts before he could even see the house.
You don't need Carlisle to tell you what you need to do. You know in your heart what you need to do.
"I wouldn't be too sure about that. I haven't the foggiest what to do."
As he walked into the house, everyone looked at him in worry.
"I'm sorry I busted the door. I lost my temper. It won't happen again."
Alice mentally snorted.
He grimaced and her eyes bulged as she realized she let that slip.
"So… what? It does happen again?" he asked snidely.
"I didn't say that," Alice quipped.
"Not verbally you didn't."
"You guys know how frikken annoying it is to hear half conversations?" Emmett groaned.
"You know how frikken annoying it is to hear all of your mental conversations? Now, shut the fuck up and deal," Edward spat.
"Testy, testy." Emmett rolled his eyes.
"Whatever," Edward replied. "Don't you get sick of the little omnipotent freak all up in your business all the time?"
That was the last straw for Alice. "First of all, if you're gonna call me a freak, do it properly; it's omniscient, not omnipotent," she snapped. "And honestly, I'm not 'all knowing' either. Just… somewhat knowing. Second of all, they hate my visions about as much as your freaky telepathy, so bug off."
"Actually," Jasper drawled, "You each have yer own benefits from yer powers, an' they come in handy at particular times, but I'd have to say – an' I'm not biased in any way – but it's a bit less annoyin' to have someone seein' yer future than to be present in all of yer private thoughts, so y'all need to cut each other some slack and jes try to get along."
To ensure that everyone calmed down, Jasper enveloped the room with a feeling of giddiness. As a result, the group started giggling and snorting.
Emmett threw a pillow from the couch and hit Jasper upside the head. Having been sitting on the edge of the arm of the chair, Jasper fell to the floor from the impact. This only caused everyone – including Jasper – to laugh harder.
They were still laughing when James came in. "Whoa, you guys having a party? Am I invited?" He chuckled.
Edward's mood instantly sobered. He tried to bite his tongue, he really did, but it was impossible when faced with the arrogant expression of James. "What's wrong, James, did Bella turn you down?" Edward asked superciliously.
James smirked. "Actually, it's quite the opposite. She was all over me. I had to take a break, she was wearing me out. That woman is an animal in the sack!"
In a split second, Edward crossed the room, socked James in the jaw and knocked him to the ground. "You sick fuck!" He crouched down over James and started bashing his face in. James took several blows before he came to his senses and started fighting back.
The two of them wallowed around each one momentarily getting the upper hand only to lose it once again. They traded punches and elbows and knee jabs until finally, Edward heard a thought that distracted him enough to get pinned in a choke hold.
Damn, this better pay off. If that bitch ends up putting out for me, this will be worth it, but if she doesn't…
Emmett finally stepped in and pulled the two of them apart. "Alright, that's enough. You guys need to take a chill pill. For real. I mean, c'mon. If you're both gonna live here, you're gonna have to learn to get along. James, you might not want to disrespect the lady like that. Especially when she's not here. I don't really think she'd appreciate that. And Edward, you're um… you're gonna have to get used to James being here. I mean… if Bella chose James, there's not much you can do about it. So, chillax. Both of you."
"What the fuck ever," James sneered. "I'm not sure I'm ready to stick around here. I think the lack of human blood makes some people psychotic. I need a break from this place. I need some time to think. Tell Bella I'll talk to her in a few days. Or don't. It's up to you guys. Anyway, I'll be back in a couple days."
James walked out the door and ran in the opposite direction from where he had come.
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Bella wandered the woods surrounding the Cullen house for several hours after her discussion with James and consequently her finding Edward's drawing. She was so conflicted.
She knew she had an unnatural attraction to Edward. Not so much unnatural as irrational. She was completely asinine to have any feelings for that dickhead. He was a hotheaded, stubborn jackass who had no regard for her feelings. He was disrespectful and entirely inconsiderate. And yet, she nearly drooled at the thought of him.
But then there was James. James was so considerate and respectful and such a gentleman. He was compassionate and kind and he made her laugh. However, she had absolutely no physical attraction to him whatsoever. When he tried to kiss her she would have hyperventilated if it were possible. The thought scared her to… undeath. Whatever.
And that picture. What was up with that picture? It was absolutely stunning. She never knew he was talented. And she surely didn't think he would draw her. What did it mean? The words at the bottom…
She fucking owns me
Did he really have feelings for her other than sexual attraction?
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Returning to the Cullen house, she was no closer to a decision than she had been hours before. However, within minutes, she was leaning more toward her instincts of complete hatred of the asshole in front of her.
"What do you mean 'he's gone'? Why did he leave?" Bella asked Alice upon her admission that James would be back in a few days.
"Well, he was –"
Edward stood, throwing his arms in the air angrily. "He was fucking bragging about 'you wearing him out', so I sucker punched him! He got pissed and ran off," Edward shouted.
Bella growled, anger surging within her from Edward's meddling in her personal business. "You are such an ass! You need to grow up! Why the fuck can't you just leave me alone? Are you so against me being happy that you would do anything to ruin my life? Is that what it is? It's not good enough that you have made me a freak of nature, but you have to prevent me from having any type of relationship as well?" With each sentence Bella took another step until she was inches away from his face.
"Answer me this, Bella; do you like the fact that he told everyone what a wild fuck you are?"
Yes, he ad-libbed a bit, but James was a bastard and Edward wasn't about to make him look even remotely decent. But he never expected what happened next.
SLAP!
Edward just stared, completely flabbergasted.
"You are a lying prick!"
Bella turned, running up the stairs to her room, and Edward took off out the front door in anger.
"Is it just me, or are people always running off into the woods now that Bella and Edward are here?" Emmett asked, completely unfazed by the events that had just taken place.
"Time for remediation," Alice said as she fluttered up the steps.
She didn't even bother to knock, knowing Bella would tell her to go away. "I need to talk to you," she said as she walked into Bella's room. "There are some things you need to know."
"Look, Alice, I appreciate your concern, but I'm not really in the mood right now. I don't want you to try to make me understand Edward or whatever your plan is. I just need to be alone, please?"
"I'm sorry, I can't do that. I have stayed out of things, letting you and Edward figure things out for yourselves, but this time I need to let you know something and then I will leave you alone. It's very important."
Bella huffed. "Fine, whatever."
"Well, Edward's right about James."
Bella jerked her head toward Alice. "What do you mean? How is he right? James is a nice guy. Edward is the dickhead!"
Alice looked down as she quietly spoke. "No, no, that's not true. James was only sticking around to try to make you his mate. He doesn't want to be like us. He can't stand drinking animal blood, and… he… he came back bragging about being with you."
Bella was completely shocked. "WHAT? But I… we… oh my God! I can't believe that! What… what did he say?" Her question was barely above a whisper.
"You don't wanna know. But that's why Edward hit him. He was very rude about how he spoke of you. I mean, yes, Edward was acting out of jealousy as well, but he made sure to let James know that he should never disrespect you like that. He was completely defending your honor."
Groaning, Bella hung her head. "And I slapped him for it. I'm such a bitch."
"You couldn't have known, hun. Just go… um… make it up to him." Alice had suddenly found a book on the other side of the room to be very interesting, so her back was turned to Bella.
"You're right. I need to go apologize. Thanks, Alice."
Still not looking at Bella, Alice answered, "Sure, hun. Just you know… he's probably really hurt, so you know… be um… persistent."
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Bella went straight for Edward's normal hangout, even though she had a feeling he wouldn't be there. And he wasn't.
But she was able to pick up his scent, so she followed it. She found him several miles away, tucked into a crevice of a nearby hill with his hands tugging away at his hair.
She knew he could hear her, smell her, and sense her. Yet he remained unmoving. She walked closer, but refused to sit.
"Edward… look, I'm –"
"Just… please, just go back to the house. I'm not in the mood to fight anymore."
She rolled her eyes. "I know, I'm not trying to fight, I just –"
He growled, "Bella, I said please just leave me alone. I want to be alone right now, okay? Can't you get it through your thick fucking skull?"
She flailed her arms and shouted, "No, I can't you stupid ass! I'm trying to apologize!"
Edward jumped to his feet and was standing close enough for his breath to fan across her face when he spoke. "I. Don't. Want. Your. Fucking. Apology."
Without missing a beat, Bella spoke right back. "Tough. Fucking. Luck. Asshole."
Stepping closer to her – so close their bodies were now touching – he said in a sinister voice, "Why do you have to be so fucking difficult?"
Bella didn't back down. In fact, she stepped even closer, impossible that might have seemed. "Why do you have to be so fucking stubborn?"
Edward's face inched toward hers. "Why do you have to be so fucking…"
He was cut off by Bella's, now violently attached to his. He wasted no time in responding. His hands were on her voluptuous hips, grasping, digging, begging.
Her hands were in his hair. His soft, silky hair. Threading, tugging, yanking.
Their lips moved roughly against each other frantically.
"Ungh," he moaned against her lips. He had wanted this for so long. And it wasn't anything like he had imagined. It was a million times better. He couldn't get enough.
At the same time, their tongues slipped through lips, battling against one another.
Bella found herself pinned against the rock wall; the hardness digging into her back was overpowered by the hardness digging into her hip. She bucked forward, both of them moaning at the contact.
One of Edward's hands lowered to the back of her thigh. He grasped it tightly, hitching her leg around his hip. When his erection came in contact with her center, she whined. She had wanted him right there for so long.
"Fuck… Bella…" Edward's lips had moved from Bella's mouth to her neck, where he was now panting against her skin.
Unable to fight the want – the need – any longer, Bella wrapped her other leg around his hip, causing her to be fully suspended; only being held up by Edward and the wall behind her.
Edward nipped at her neck. "Fuck, you're so fucking sexy, Bella." He thrusted his hips forward with rhythmically.
Bella slid her hands down his neck, digging in her nails as she went. He growled and bucked again. As he began sucking on her neck, she grabbed the collar of his shirt and with very little effort ripped it from his body.
"Shit!" She giggled.
"Mmm," Edward hummed against her as he licked up the column of her neck until he reached the lobe of her ear. "That was so damn hot."
Edward's hands had been slowly trailing up her back beneath her shirt. Realizing she had on too many articles of clothing, he grabbed a handful of her shirt and tugged the slightest bit, ripping it and causing it to fall to the ground.
He chuckled against her neck and she gasped. "Yeah, that's much better," he said as his skin slid against hers, the sensation causing his dick to ache with need.
Bella could feel how hard he was, and she couldn't stop her hand from trailing down between them and grabbing a hold of his bulge and caressing, rubbing, squeezing.
"SHIT!" he moaned as he let his head fall back.
Bella took this opportunity to lean forward and trail her tongue down his throat, stopping at his collarbones and nipping. This caused him to jerk forward again and squeeze her ass.
He lowered his head and looked her in the eye. "Bella, I want you. I need you." He captured her lips with his once again.
Bella couldn't take it anymore. She wanted him so bad. And the words he spoke made her need that much more intense.
She popped the button on his jeans – literally – and reached into his pants, wrapping her fingers around his shaft.
"Holy fucking shit…" he panted.
Edward removed one hand from her perfect ass, only to grab one of her even more perfect tits. He groaned as he tenderly squeezed and mumbled, "So perfect."
His fingers trailed against the swell of her breast for the briefest moment, before he lowered her bra, releasing her from its confines. Bella continued to stroke him as he then lowered his mouth to wrap his lips around her hardened nipple.
They both gasped at the feeling. She rubbed him a few more times and then she jerked him harshly.
"What the fuck?" He didn't know why he yelled; it didn't hurt. In fact, if he was perfectly honest, it was even more of a turn on than her soft strokes, but the movement took him by surprise.
Bella released her legs from around his hips and dropped her feet to the ground. A worried look came over his face, but she didn't remove her hand from his dick as her lips morphed into a cocky smile. With her other hand, she tugged his jeans down. "You're wearing too much clothing."
He lifted an eyebrow. "I could say the same about you." In the blink of an eye, he ripped her jeans and they fell to the pile of clothes already on the ground.
Bella angrily pushed him, so that he was now the one with his back to the rock wall. "Do you enjoy tearing my clothes from my body?" she asked furiously.
Edward smirked indignantly and clutched her hips. "As a matter of fact, I do."
He pulled her to him, only two thin layers keeping him from his desired destination. He growled into her ear as one hand lowered excruciatingly slowly between her legs. "This is your last chance, Bella." His fingers dipped beneath the elastic of her panties and he began to lower them. "Do you want this as bad as I do? If not, you better stop me now, because once I get started, I'll be damned if I'm gonna be able to stop."
She didn't answer verbally. She looked at him in defiance, slipped her hand into his boxers and yanked him contemptuously. He took that as permission, so he slid his fingers in between her moist lips and circled around her clit, making her cry out and thrust her hips forward into his hand.
"Ahh, so wet, Bella. You're ready for me, aren't you?"
She jerked him again, with more force this time. "Just shut your cocky mouth and fuck me, asshole."
He dug his fingers into her hip and menacingly said, "Fuck, are you trying to jerk my dick off or something?"
"Are you gonna actually use it or should I go about matters by myself?" With a quick movement, she tore the waistband of his boxers, completely exposing him to her.
Edward nibbled her ear and said, "Fucking hell… don't tease me like that."
Bella quirked an eyebrow. She pulled her hands away from Edward's body and stepped back two feet, so that his hands were no longer on her. She took a breast into each hand and pinched the nipple between her thumbs and forefingers. Closing her eyes, she threw her head back, groaning.
"Shit," Edward whispered.
With her head still thrown back, she lowered her hands slowly down her body until she came into contact with her panties. She hooked her fingers into the elastic and slowly shimmied out of the pink lace.
Suddenly, she was pinned against the wall once again. Edward's hand was back between her legs, spreading her lips as his other hand held his dick right at her entrance.
She was tired of waiting for him; she wrapped her legs round his waist yet again and lowered herself onto him.
"Fucking son of a bitch," he uttered under his breath. "Fuck, you feel so good."
Bella clawed at his back and he slowly began to pump in and out of her, both of them moaning with every movement.
One hand rested on her hip, while the other caressed her nipples, one after the other. All the while his lips roamed over her neck, her jaw, her cheek and her lips.
"What the hell Edward? Are you gonna be a gentleman now?" Bella panted. "I thought you wanted to 'fuck me like an animal'," she snarled.
Edward slammed into her once and stilled his motions. "Is that what you want, Bella? You want to be fucked? Or do you want me to treat you with respect?"
Bella tightened her leg hold around his waist. "Fuck respect, Edward. All this time I have wanted respect and you don't give it to me, and now that I want you to manhandle me you try to be a gentleman? Fuck that!" She lowered her mouth to his ear. "I want you to FUCK. ME. LIKE. AN. ANIMAL."
"Son of a cocksucking mother fucker!" he yelled as he started pumping into her with abandon.
Edward cupped her ass with both hands and continued to pound her, not feeling remorse in the slightest once he heard her groan, "Harder, fucker. Harder!"
Raising her hands above her head, Bella grabbed onto an uneven part of the rock to give herself leverage. She was then able to help show Edward just how much 'harder' she wanted it.
A few thrusts and he was panting, "Holy fuck" repeatedly against her shoulder, where he rested his forehead.
He was close, so close, but he didn't want to end it that way. There was no doubt in his mind this was mind-blowing sex. It was the most incredibly heated encounter of his long and varied sex life – despite the fact both their bodies were cold now. But that had been it. This was because it was Bella, and because he had feelings for her that went beyond physical. That was making it more, and suddenly he didn't want to fuck; he wanted something tender. He wanted her to know she was more than a fuck among a thousand fucks. He halted his movements.
Bella continued to try to move, but Edward held her still.
"The fuck? Don't you fucking stop right now, Edward. I swear to God I'll rip your balls off if you don't finish this."
"Bella… I… I don't want our first time to be like this. Not against a rock wall. At least, let's go to the grass?"
"Oh for the love of God. Stop the chivalry. This sexual tension needs an outlet!" She pulled his hands from beneath her and placed them on her breasts. "Now finish this before I find someone else who's willing."
Edward grumbled, "I don't fucking think so."
He lowered his hands back to her hips and began driving deep into her once again.
They were both panting heavily and on the verge of climax.
"Fuck a fucking fuckhead fucker!" Edward screamed out as he came.
Bella was mid-orgasm when he shouted these words, causing her to bust out laughing, while still reaching her peak. It was the most ridiculous, awkward, but fucking awesome experience of her life.
The two of them held onto one another as they came down from their high, breathing rapidly. Edward started placing gentle kisses along her shoulder and up her neck. Once he reached her ear, he whispered so sweetly, "Oh Bella, it's never… never been that way for me. That was fan-fucking-tastic. You are amazing. And fuck if that wasn't the hottest sex I've ever had as well." He pulled back just enough to slip out of her, but still be able to hold her in his arms, softly kissing her bare skin everywhere he could reach.
Finally catching her breath, Bella chuckled. "Yeah, I… uh… I've never acted like that before. I don't know what came over me. I think you just piss me off so bad and… I needed to release some anger." She ducked her head in embarrassment.
Edward ducked his head and sweetly kissed her lips. "I need to piss you off more often… cause you are sexy as hell like that."
Bella giggled. "Well, I have to admit… it was… um… rather enjoyable."
Edward leaned forward again, kissing her tenderly. Once he had experienced her lips against his, he didn't want it to end. He could stay lip-locked with her forever and be satisfied.
Bella enjoyed everything about being with Edward. The kisses, the touches, the squeezes, the nips, and – holy hell – the penetration.
"We should, um… probably head back. With us both being angry, they may send out a search party." Bella laughed.
They both started grabbing their clothes and it wasn't long before they realized there wasn't much in the way of intact clothing for them to put on.
"Dammit… I'm gonna have to ask Alice to bring us some clothes. That's not embarrassing at all," Bella mumbled.
Just then her cell rang.
"Must be Dionne Warwick," Edward grumbled.
Bella chuckled as she answered.
"Just around the corner to the south is a pile of clothes for both of you. See ya when you get back." Alice ended the call before Bella had a chance to respond.
"Yeah… this isn't awkward at all." Bella rolled her eyes and walked toward the pile of clothes waiting for them.
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