Listen to My Words
Chapter 10
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I'm watching her. She's just sitting there acting like she's at home. Well FYI home wrecker, you're not at home. This is my home. When I woke up this morning Edward had made himself and Tanya breakfast. I must emphasize him and Tanya. Yep. That's right; no Bella is in that sentence. Apparently I got up too late for breakfast and he didn't want to wake me. So here I am, chopping up carrots for all of us to have lunch. I'm glad that I didn't seem too crazy to Tanya last night. She trusts me with a knife.
Chop.
Chop.
Chop.
CHOP.
"Bella." Edward's voice was authoritative.
I didn't forget what happened last night with us. My emotions were the like two sides of a coin. Pissed off and hurt.
"What?" His eyes looked at the knife and back up at my eyes.
Chop.
"Can you be quieter?"
My eyes narrowed. Is it so he and Tanya can play their stupid game on her iPod in silence?
Chop.
I shrugged my shoulders innocently, "All I'm doing is making lunch." I threw him a fake smile.
Chop.
"I don't think we need carrots."
Chop. "Carrots are necessary for a legit salad. Sorry, Edward." I stared straight into his eyes.
Chop.
Ms. Busty Blonde decided to step in, "I don't really care for carrots in salads."
I ground my teeth trying to not open my mouth.
Chop. Instantly I was met with a sharp pain and I screamed out. Edward ran around the counter towards me.
"Bella, let me look at it."
I shook his hands off of me, "Stop, I'm fine." I stormed off to the half bathroom and put my finger under some running water. If she didn't say anything in the first place then this would've never happened. At least I got off with a small cut of my index finger. I guess this gets me out of making lunch, but then she could turn into Betty Crocker or some messed up Martha Stewart. Once the bleeding settled down I wrapped it in some paper towel and headed out. Edward was right outside the door. I hesitated.
He slowly walked up close to me, "Are you okay?"
We really haven't said anything to each other.
"I think that's a record. You remembered me after two minutes. What a major improvement!" I stepped around me, but he grabbed my arm.
"Bella, can you at least talk to me?"
Now he wants to talk? After all the questions I've been trying to ask he wants to talk now? "I think you've said enough."
"Why won't you let this go?"
I faced him, "You still haven't given me a reason as to why you came home at four in the morning. Was it so hard to call me or even text me? Hell, you could've given a message to your secretary."
"I told you already and I forgave you, Bella. You don't see me ragging on you."
"Oh, but you do, Edward, and it hurts. It hurts to know that I'm trying my best to work with your family. I'm trying to be the best wife I can under the circumstances but you still don't see it. Why did you even bring that up last night?"
He looked at the wall above me shaking his head. He doesn't want to talk now, huh?
"Exactly, that's what I thought. I mean, why do you even do that?"
Slowly his eyes made their way to mine, "Why do I do what?"
"You shut down whenever I ask you a question. Now you don't want to talk?"
This was too much for me. If he can't talk things out for me I don't know what else I can do. He looked down onto the ground. He better be thinking of how to answer my question because this is ridiculous.
"It hard for me." He left it at that.
"What's hard?"
"Talking with you." He hesitated again. Is he really serious? "Ever since what we back together again it's just hard for me to open up to you. I don't know I just need to adjust that's all."
This is a start. His words softened me up a bit. I could feel my defensive wall coming down. "If you at least speak with me then we won't be fighting all the time."
"I can do that. I know you may think that I'm this really strong guy but really our situation throws me off. It makes me question everything that I do with you. I don't know what makes you happy or…" His eyes looked over my shoulder. My eyes followed his gaze and there she was, Ms. Busty blonde, standing there like she was lost or something. Couldn't she see we were talking?
"Edward, it's your turn to play!" She walked up to him and linked her arm to his.
Edward looked back at me. His eyes were silently pleading with me but I'm not having this. This chick needs to know when she is not welcome. I'll call her a bitch when she actually does something to me, but at the rate she's going it won't take too long.
"Edward, come on." She tugged at him.
He broke our stare and awkwardly spoke, "We were talking, Tanya."
She looked at me up and down. "Doesn't look like it's that important." I raised an eyebrow. Now I can call her a bitch.
I took a calming breath and checked my finger. Looking in Edward's eyes, I made my decision, "No, you're right, Tanya, it wasn't that important."
I was mad. No. I was infuriated. As I walked away Edward didn't even call after me. All he did was go back to play another stupid round of Angry Birds with the bitch. I finished cooking some chicken casserole for lunch. The entire time I was wondering if Tanya was a witch. What kind of spell did she put on Edward to have such a hold on him? I was also wondering what I'm going to do with those two so secluded in 'best friends time'. I have no one to hang out with. I'm sure Rosalie is working. I could call Jacob but we were never really that close. He would know what's up. I just need some love. Unconditional love.
And that's when it hit me.
I immediately picked up the phone to dial Rosalie. I don't care if she is doing who knows what. Only one opinion is needed.
"You want to buy a what?" That was her reaction when I told her my grand idea.
"I'm going to get a dog."
The line was quiet. Sure it was random but it'd be nice to have a companion around the house when Edward has to go to work since I'm unemployed and what not.
"Bella, I don't know if you've been smoking with Edward, but you're crazy. You can't go buy a dog when you and Edward aren't getting along. It's stupid. Like really, what are you going to do with the dog when everything is fine?"
She has a point. I don't really want a dog. I just want someone to talk to. Someone to be with.
I was becoming increasingly desperate, "Could I start with a goldfish?"
"Don't buy a freaking dog. Not only will you regret it but Edward will flip. He's not too fond of dogs."
I sighed, "Yeah, I know."
"What really happened last night to make you want to go a psycho?"
Does she really want to know? "He came home around four in the morning." I peeked outside the living room to see if Edward was near but he was too wrapped up with Tanya, "with Tanya."
I heard her gasp, "What the fuck? Hold on let me step out of the studio." I heard some shuffling but she soon returned, "What do you mean with Tanya?"
"She's staying over here. That's who he was hanging out with."
"At four in the morning?" She stopped herself, "Oh, I am so sorry that happened. How are you feeling?"
How am I feeling?"Shitty. Pissed. Hurt. Lonely."
"I would come over but I'm at work."
"No, I totally understand." I lowered my voice, "Rosalie, I don't think we're going to make it."
"Make what?" She obviously knew what I was talking about.
"Make it together. He won't talk to me and we're always fighting…"
"Bella, you guys will be fine. How can you guys be fighting so much? You've only been together for, what, three days?"
"Yeah and these three days have been hell."
"It's not supposed to be easy. Hang in there and I'm sure you'll see it's worthwhile."
I hope she's right. These past three days have taken everything out of me. I'm emotionally bankrupt. I can't give anything else.
"Thank you and I hope you're right. Bye, Rosalie."
"Bye and don't ruin some dog's life by buying it."
I flopped onto the couch and placed an arm over my eyes. It's only Thursday. What more could this week do to me? Out of the blue I felt a pair of lips on my forehead. I moved my arm and saw Edward sitting on the floor next to the couch. I placed my arm back over my face.
"Are you going to eat lunch with us?" I fought the urge to snicker.
"No, I wouldn't want to intrude on your bonding time." I know I was being difficult but no matter how hard I tried I couldn't get over the fact that he forgot about me. How could you forget for a good four hours? Something must be up. It's not like him to forget.
"I don't want you to feel like you can't be with us."
Us. Anything dealing with that girl makes me sick to my stomach. I took my arm off my face.
"Well I do feel like that." He sighed. "I want to know something. Why is she here?"
"She didn't really want to stay at my parents' house so I invited her over here. It's only my mom, dad, Alice, and maybe Jasper there. She's not close with anyone and I wanted her to be comfortable."
His response confused me even further. "Which one is more important? Your who-knows-what being comfortable or your wife?"
"Bella, she's just a friend."
"No, answer my question because not once did you ask me how I felt about her coming here."
"I told you on the phone that she was coming over."
Is he even remotely using his brain? "Not once did you ask me."
He looked at the other side of the room. "Well it was a spur of the moment kind of thing."
"Was it really?" Edward still looked away. "Look in my eyes and tell me that." He didn't. He didn't even look my way. I sat up on the couch and swung my legs over. "I mean, how do you forget that your wife was at home when you went out to eat, went to the movies, walk all around Seattle, or even to the bar?" My voice went sarcastic, "Oh yea, it's easy when you press ignore on a phone call."
I stormed out of the room and into the kitchen to eat some of my food. Tanya was sitting at the table eating lunch and on her phone. I sat in front of her.
Taking a bite, I moaned at the taste, "This is just delicious." I stared at her. Sure I'm instigating something but some boundaries need to be set.
She sneered, "I've tasted better."
"Really where? The strip club or the whore factory?" I tried not to laugh and keep a straight face. I caught off her off guard but she quickly composed herself.
"Neither, Edward makes great food when he comes over."
What the…? My poker face was still on.
"Stop lying. We both know that he hasn't seen you in five years."
She softly chuckled, "Is that what he told you?"
My face faltered. She continued, "Oh, there I got you. Rather than picking on your man's obvious Number One girl, I think you should just mind your own business."
She has the nerve to talk to me like this in my own house? And what the hell does she mean by that? Edward hasn't seen since the end of high school. Right?
"It's a shame that you're such a liar."
"But I'm not lying. Ask him the last time he's seen me."
I ground my teeth together. What the fuck? If he's been seeing her all this time… Why would he lie to me? That would explain why he was so nonchalant at lunch yesterday. Why he was so aloof to his mom. I lost my appetite.
I stood up, "Don't say one more word to me. Stay out of my way and I want to see you out of this house by tomorrow." I placed my plate on the counter. Edward is so close to being dead to me.
I found him face down on the bed. My emotions were all over the place. I was livid, hurt, betrayed, and confused. Why did he feel the need to hide her from me? Why did he have to lie to me all these years? What lies did he tell me when he saw her?
"Do I look stupid to you?"
His body jerked and he rolled over, "What do you mean?"
It's almost as if that exact moment my mind gave up. I'm too tired to fight. I just need to talk to him about this and sort it out. No matter how incredulously pissed off I was.
"She told me." My answer was vague enough.
He hesitated, "What did she tell you?"
I'm tired of playing games. How could he be such a liar? Why would he lie to me all this time? "Why can't you just be upfront with me?"
His mouth opened and closed, "Bella, I have no clue what you're talking about."
"She told me you've been seeing her all along."
He stared at me with a blank expression that soon turned to being confused. "I haven't seen her in years."
"Don't lie to me!"
"I'm not!" He stared right into my eyes. His voice bounced off the walls. Made them vibrate. Shake. Then finally they made it to my brain. That's when I realized he wasn't. My heart dropped. My hands covered my face as I deeply breathed in. Shame washed over me.
"I'm sorry," I softly said as I looked back at him. Again, I placed my hand on my face and reached for the doorknob. My eyes started to water. I actually let this woman get to me. I'm so foolish.
"Bella." He walked up to me and wrapped him arms around me. I didn't want him to hold me at this moment. I wanted to be alone. Alone with my thoughts. I backed out of his arms but he tightened his hold on me, "Please, don't walk out."
I was on the verge of tears. Everything that is happening is too emotionally demanding for me. I'm pretty sure I'll spontaneously combust. Shaking my head I felt my tears roll down my face. "I don't know if I can do this, Edward." My voice was unstable.
I wrapped my arms around him listening to his heartbeat. He was quiet and for another messed up reason this frustrated me. He always goes quiet. It's almost as if my infidelity caused my husband to become a mute. His words finally made their way out, "It's hard for me, too."
Now the shoe was on the other foot. I was the mute. I didn't know if I should open to him and talk to about how I am feeling or if I should shrug this off and bottle it inside.
Problem number one. "I want her gone." My sudden declaration through him off. His arms loosened and he shuffled his feet. I looked up at him.
His jaw moved around clearly showing his mental conflict. "Why, though?"
I let there be some space between us by leaning against the bed frame. "To put it lightly, she's a bitch." He scoffed and slowly paced the room. I counted my points on my fingers, "She has not said one nice thing to me. I don't like her. She's a bitch. She has a thing for you no matter how much you want to deny it, and she's a bitch. Why else would I think you were seeing her for all this time? She's the one who told me."
He immediately defended her, "Well it's not like you were nice her the first time you freaking met her! Plus, she wouldn't say that, Bella. She knows what happened between us."
She knows? This caught my attention, "Why would she know?"
He deadpanned, "I told her."
The urge to roll my eyes was overwhelming, "Why did you have to tell her? That's our business. Not hers."
"She's close to me and she noticed that I wasn't myself. She asked. I answered."
What? That doesn't even make sense. Why would she care if he was himself or not. This is not making any sense at all. "So within the five hours you guys miraculously bumped into each other you tell her something pretty personal?"
He scoffed yet again, "It's not that personal. The whole family knows and she's family."
That's still not fair. It's not right. "What you're saying doesn't even add up together. Like how do you even bring that up? Are you sure she just asked you?" I looked deeply in his eyes.
He faced away from me looking at my perfumes on the dresser. I finally caught his eyes in the mirror. He continued to fiddle, "She noticed I wasn't wearing my ring." I motioned for him to continue. "She kept probing about what happened so eventually I had to tell her. She's a good friend, I can't lie to her."
His words cut me. "But you can lie to me?" This girl has such a hold on him that I can't even compete with. Again tears welled in my eyes. I'm not going to let them fall. I'm not. Not until I hear his answer.
His hands froze, "No, that's not what I meant."
I cut him off, "Then what do you mean?"
He crossed over to the bed and lowered himself down to my level. "I mean that I love you, Bella, and that I'm sorry. I didn't mean to short change you in any way. It was wrong for me to tell her. I should've talked to you at first. I should talk to you period." He leaned into me. His lips hovered over mine. The distance was enough for me to meet him, but I would've, if that was the only problem we had between us. I turned my head slightly away from him.
"So is she going to stay here?" I composed myself and got to my point.
He was noticeably crushed, "I'm hoping she can stay here."
Someone has got to give and by judging Edward's firmness, it's me. "I guess she'll stay here, but just let you know, if it isn't apparent to you by now, I'm not happy. I'm anything but with her strolling around but I'm doing this for you. For us."
He smiled and kissed me on my neck. Gently nuzzling it he whispered, "Thank you."
Inside my blood was boiling. It was close to evaporating. That's how livid I was. Maybe it hasn't clicked in his mind that I'm sacrificing my happiness for who knows how long for him. I kicked myself for trying to be a selfless wife. It's almost as if he walking over me. If this is what a good wife feels like then I quit because I cannot take this any longer. It's been a day and I'm going crazy. What pisses me off even more is that he's not bothered with the fact of Tanya's self-destructing lies. But of course I can't bring that up because Edward believes she's an angel. A slutty, trashy, disgusting angel who doesn't know possession if it hit her in the face.
But I could commend him on something, "Thank you for trying to open up to me."
He sat on the bed and turned towards me, "Anything to make us work."
Only if he knew he was lying. That anything didn't include Tanya. Taking her out the equation was never an option in his mind. He leaned into me once more, "I missed you."
He started to place kisses down my neck and I could tell where he wanted to go with this.
"Edward, stop." I leaned back but he made up the distance. "Edward." I spoke louder.
"What?" He regained his breathing.
"We can't do this."
He furrowed his brows, "What do you mean?"
I looked away from him, "Tanya's probably wondering where you are by now." I tried to contain the sarcasm in my voice.
He chuckled, "Does it look like I care right now?" He motioned towards his pants.
I fixed my hair in a messy bun, "I think you should get back to her." I scooted to the edge of the bed facing away from him.
"Are you serious?"
Us having sex wouldn't make anything better. Sure you would have two less sexually frustrated adults in the world but personally it wouldn't make anything better. It would just make me feel regretful. Resentful. Even more pissed off. I felt him move off the bed and go into the bathroom.
I walked out of the room and found myself lounging on the couch technically watching TV with Tanya. I say technically because I'm on the other side of the couch and she's paying more attention to her phone than the TV. We're more cohabitating if you will. A few minutes later Edward came from upstairs and lied down with me on the couch.
I kissed the arm that was draped around me with my attention on the TV. Of course the bitch had a problem with the lack of attention.
"Edward, look at this picture I found on my phone." I feared that Edward would get up, but I didn't even feel him move. Even though I didn't clearly express my worries about him picking her over me maybe things will clear up.
"Why don't you just come over here? I don't feel like getting up."
She wasn't taking it. Her ulterior motive was to get Edward away from me and I had a feeling that she doesn't care if I knew it or not. She knew that Edward wouldn't believe me. Not under these circumstances. That was her advantage.
"Please?" She threw in a puppy dog face.
Edward laughed, "That shit doesn't work on me." That shit doesn't work for her. She looked like a dirty tramp that got a little bit too much collagen pumped in her lips. Again I had to fight the urge to roll my eyes.
"Whatever," She turned away from us. After a few seconds she got up and stormed upstairs to her guest room. Edward called after her but she didn't answer. It irked me that he calls after her when she leaves but when it's me that's leaving, it's another story. I heard him sigh. I can sympathize with him because he is trying to keep two women who hate each other happy but yet he should be able to understand which one is a hard-to-please bitch. Pushing him to realize that might not end well. I kept my mouth shut and stared at the TV.
Long story short. Edward gave in and went up to talk to Tanya, leaving me down here alone. When they came back down she was all smiles. Back to normal. Her annoying laugh was back, her flirtatious touches were back and her low 'Oh, Edward' type moans were back. In full force. I'll be surprised if I don't club her by the end of the night. My miserable Thursday continued on while Edward and Tanya went off to some store in downtown Seattle. I tried everything from cleaning to cooking to looking up dog breeders in the area just to get my mind off of Edward and Tanya. I don't want to be that type of wife that controls who her husband talks to but obviously some boundaries need to be set.
Looking up at the clock, I noticed it was closing in on 7. I had no clue when the buddies would return so I decided to curl up with some popcorn and watch a movie.
A couple minutes into the previews, the doorbell rang. I became excited thinking it was Edward but I soon realized it couldn't be. He did have a key and all. I cautiously opened the door and was surprised to see Rosalie and Alice standing there with couple bags.
"Hey, what are you guys doing here?"
Rosalie stepped inside and proceeded to the kitchen. I turned towards Alice looking for some kind of answer.
"We are here to prepare you." She then followed Rosalie. I quickly jogged to the hallway mirror making sure I looked alright and then met up with the two.
Rosalie unpacked some of her bags, "I told Alice about your bitch problem so we're here to provide you with some supplies."
Alice helped organize the items, "Some of this stuff is made for only one set of eyes, if you know what I mean, and the others are to make the bitch sweat."
I looked between them. I finally took notice of their attire. They were in full black. Although Alice was less dramatic she was wearing black skinny jeans with a black tank top and black flip flops. Rosalie on the other hand had black cargo pants, black studded combat boots, and a black button down top. I slowly shook my head.
"What are you guys even talking about?"
Rosalie froze, "Bella, we're here to help you. I know from experience how flirtatious Tanya can be when people are around and Alice has seen how friendly she is when no one is around."
When no one is around? "You guys are crazy. Why are you dressed up in all black? This is stupid."
Alice laughed, "This is necessary. We brought two sets of lingerie, some dresses for tomorrow, pairs of heels, and some pranking stuff."
Pranking stuff? Lingerie? I'm not participating in this. "This is my marriage. It's not some game that you can start over. I don't want to deal with any of this."
Rosalie walked upstairs with a camera. I didn't want to be a co-conspirator. It's childish. "Bella, calm down. It's nothing too weird. These are just things to help your marriage."
I was still adamant. Why would I want to get back at this girl? Sure she's a bitch but I think doing this is just childish. What if Edward finds out? He won't be the happiest camper and we don't need anything getting in the way between us. Not anything more that is.
"No. We have enough going wrong between us. You guys may not understand but we're fighting too much. I can barely take it. He can barely take it let alone talk to me so no." I started to pack back all the clothes.
Alice sat at the table watching me, "What do you mean you guys have problems?"
"Didn't Rosalie tell you?"
She shook her head, "She only told me about Tanya."
I stared at the lingerie piece, "Things were coming together until she came into the picture. Ever since he's just completely forgotten about me."
"I'm sorry. I know it may seem unfair but Edward and Tanya are really close. I don't know why he's making the decisions he's made but maybe you should just try to talk to him about?"
"I did and he was pro Tanya." I fiddled with the lace.
"I don't like her anymore than you do but maybe you should really talk to him about it. If he cares about you as much as he says he does then he should understand how bothered you are by her."
Only if it was that simple.
"And if he's as smart as he makes himself look then he should know it's the best for the two of you."
Rosalie walked back into the kitchen. "Where were you?"
She went into the fridge for a bottle of water, "Upstairs."
I narrowed my eyes, "Doing what?"
She shrugged her shoulders, "I just had to record some stuff."
"You guys don't understand how serious this is. You can't mess with Tanya because messing with Tanya means messing with Edward. It doesn't help anything."
Alice started chuckling, "Do you think she's that powerful over Edward? Yes, he might not be aware of your woes but he does know when things cross the line."
I didn't say anything. If Alice is right about what she's saying then maybe going along with their plan wouldn't hurt. I played with the lingerie. "What's this for?"
Rosalie smiled and high-fived Alice. She quickly put on some black rimmed glasses and picked up the lacey sets.
"This here is your first weapon. No matter what Tanya does, you have something over her. That thing is that at the end of the night it's you that turns him on. Not her. She knows she can't do that."
Alice stood up, "So we were thinking that maybe if we got you a couple of lacey numbers then Edward would be overcome by your sexiness and he'll snap out of it."
I started to blush. Not that we were talking about Edward and I's sexual relationship but that I was talking about it with his sister. My mind flipped to earlier today. I couldn't have sex with him. It didn't feel right. Deep down in my gut I feel that he still hasn't told me everything about him and Tanya. Or even everything about that night. I can't have sex with him until I know the truth and there's a feeling that won't be for awhile.
I hesitated, "I don't know. I'll take them but I don't know when exactly they'll be used."
Rosalie's expression lowered, "Why not? Last time I heard you guys were going at it like rabbits."
Shrugging my shoulders, "It's just weird, but what else do you guys have?" I don't want to stay on this topic any longer.
Alice took back out four dresses. One was a red dress. It had a sweetheart neckline with one strap made roses. The bust was beaded but tapered off at the bottom. It was breathtaking. It was so breathtaking it confused me.
"What is this for?"
Alice blankly looked at me, "Edward didn't tell you?"
Dumbly I looked at my hands, "No."
Rosalie walked to another bag and took out a pair of red satin shoes, "Well Ms. Bitch wants to go clubbing tomorrow so we're all hitting Trinity. Plan is for us to meet here and take a couple cabs across town."
"I can't believe he didn't tell you. We were talking about earlier today," Alice mumbled. Earlier today? Wow. I feel so informed.
I brushed it off, "I think it's too dressy if we're going to a club. What does the other dress look like?"
Alice picked up a black dress that had fabric cut out of the back. I looked closer and I realized that it had no back. What are they getting me into?
"Lo and behold this sexy number. Its gravity field has a radius of three hundred feet! You'll collect a surplus amount of men." Rosalie exclaimed. I couldn't help but laugh at her lame nerd voice.
I rapidly shook my head, "No way in hell am I going to get into that dress. Next."
Alice immediately started begging, "Please, come on. It screams sex!"
Rosalie joined in, "The pixie's right. We're going hoochie tomorrow. No way you're back out of this one, hun."
I stayed firm, "I'm not getting in that dress. If I move one inch in, you'll see all my lady bits."
We all laughed. Alice pulled out another dress. It was a simple off the shoulder dress. It fit loosely and had an exposed shoulder in the cloth. It made me uneasy. "And what if that piece on my shoulder slips?"
Rosalie rolled her eyes, "Okay Ms. Prude, it has a silver piece in the top. I don't think it can 'slip' off." I examined the dress. The right side of the dress would be strapless with the fabric gathering on top of left shoulder. The loose fit is what worried me the most.
"Maybe. Next."
Rosalie picked up a more tailored dress. It had a similar top like the last one but it was more fitting. There were small black polka dots with riffled fabric. The pattern stopped under the bust and the rest of the dress was black and fitted like a pencil skirt. There was a black belted under the bust as well. I like it. It's more me and not as hoochie as they wanted.
"Don't get any ideas about this dress, Bella. We're trying to play sex goddess. This," She motioned to the dress, "is a last resort." My feeling were crushed.
Alice pulled out the final dress. It was grey and black. My eyes nearly feel out of my sockets when I saw the neckline. Or lack thereof. It drape down all the way to the navel exposing your cleavage. The rest of the dress was snug and black.
Alice turned to me, "It's not all slutty like Rosalie wanted…"
Rosalie corrected, "Hoochie. I wanted hoochie."
Alice resumed, "But it sexy and it's you, Bella. You have the jugs, you have the stomach, and you have the legs so why not go for it?"
I had to admit that dress was the shit and if I wore it then I'd be the shit. "I love it. It's hot. "
Alice and Rosalie placed down there stuff and did their synchronized victory dance. To be honest it look like a snippet from the Cotton-Eyed Joe dance but it was cute. It surprises me how close they actually are.
When they were finished, Rosalie got out the paring shoes while Alice packed up. "What's next in the plan?"
Rosalie turned to me, "Oh you'll see tomorrow." She gave me a sinister smile. If they pull anything in the club I will be so mad. Who knows how Tanya will react to something. Will Edward defend her? I pushed those thoughts out of my head. Tanya doesn't have some messed up power over Edward. Alice is right. Right?
They left talking animatedly about tomorrow. Once I closed the door I longed for company. It sucks being alone in a house when your husband is parading around town with his best friend who happens to be a super slut. I heard his car pull up and I quickly ran to the kitchen. I had to take up the dresses and lingerie. Flying up the stairs I made it into the bedroom just as I heard the door to the garage open up. Suddenly my attention wasn't on Edward and Tanya. It was on the gift basket on the bed. I slowly approached it and went into cardiac arrest once I saw the contents. The basket was filled head to toe with condoms, gels, lubes, sex toys, books and various creams. I was so shocked I dropped all the items I had in my hands.
"Bella?" Edward called out. I frantically looked around the room for a spot to hide them.
"Yeah? I'm up here," I tried to pick up my dress and shoes but they kept falling.
"Okay, I'm coming up," I mentally slapped myself. What am I going to do? I dashed for the gift basket but of course with my luck the plastic slipped open it its contents went rolling about the room. Shit. I swiftly gathered all the contents and threw them in my closet. His footsteps became louder. Looking towards the door I saw a packaged dildo near the entrance. My heart could've stop then and there when I started to see the top of Edward's head at the stairs. I dashed for the package and quickly stood up facing Edward.
He looked perplexed, "Why do you look so worried?"
My eyes widened, "What? No, I…" Think, Bella, think, "There was a spider and I just got it so… I'm going to throw it away now."
He cautiously looked over me lightly nodding his head. I ran to the bathroom and looked at the dildo.
This is all Rosalie's fault. How could I have missed this? I placed it in one of my makeup drawers and walked back out into the bedroom. Edward was still standing in the doorway.
I tried to act calm, "So how was the store?"
He looked at me a little longer, "It was cool. I've got to take you there one day." You could've taken me today. "We stopped by Jade Garden and I got some chinese food if you want some."
My mouth started to water at the thought. "Great what'd you get?"
"I'll show you," He held out his hand and I took it. I kept an eye out for Tanya but she was nowhere to be found. I'm not complaining.
"Sit, I'll get you your food," He instructed me. I sat at the bar and watched him take out the food.
"We've got some egg rolls, Bang Bang Ji, your favorite, lo mein, yangchow fried rice, and kung pow chicken," I danced inside. I got my favorite Chinese food. Bang Bang Ji really does make the world a better place.
"Thank you, Edward. You know just what I need."
All of a sudden Tanya came up hand hugged Edward from behind, "I know. He is so great." She hugged him tighter. My smile immediately fell.
Edward noticed and he peeled off her arms, "Yeah, well I try." He walked around and placed the plate in front of me. I watched him as he made his own plate and sat next to me. I looked over Tanya as she was blabbing about something unimportant. She was wearing a pair of shorts where you could see the pocket flaps and a loose crop top. I could see the top of her pink and white striped bra. Had to be a push up. And she was how old?
I decided to tune back in, "I can't wait to go there tomorrow."
There? What's there? "Go where?"
Tanya rolled her eyes, "Trinity, where else? Edward said he'll make sure I have a great time."
She's such a bitch I want to shove this lo mein where it hurts. I stabbed a piece of chicken and ate it. Nobody said anything and I didn't dare look at Edward. I doubt he was looking at me out of concern. I've come to a conclusion: Since she wants to play dirty and Edward isn't doing a damn thing about it, let the chips fall where they may.
"And?" I deadpanned.
"Well I don't know about you but Edward and I going to have a fun time. I just need to get a dress. Could you take me tomorrow?" I didn't even need to look up to see she was talking to Edward. Her question sparked some curiosity within me though. Is Edward going to take her?
"No, I'm working tomorrow," He then continued eating.
How many days has Edward skipped this week? I sighed he had to go to work sometime. It's a shame I wasn't able to spend a day with him. A full day with him that is.
An idea popped in my head, "Tanya, don't worry. I can take you dress shopping. I know some great places."
I looked over at Edward and he smiled. Tanya didn't say anything.
Edward pushed my offering, "Hey, she said she could take you. It'd be nice for you guys to get know each other."
Oh, Edward, you are so oblivious to the amount of hate we have going between us.
I finished my plate and headed upstairs for bed. Tanya never did respond but whether she likes it or not she's going dress shopping with me tomorrow. I decided to text Rosalie about my idea.
To: Rosalie
From: +513-449-3820
Tomorrow I'm taking the bitch dress shopping.
The response was immediate.
From: Rosalie
To: +513-449-3820
By force?
I chuckled.
To: Rosalie
From: +513-449-3820
By choice. She didn't exactly agree to it but I've got a plan.
Waiting for her text I walked in to my closet and looked at the mini sex shop I had on my floor. I shook my head and started to look through them.
From: Rosalie
To: +513-449-3820
Now we're talking…what is it?
I'm pretty sure she got a 54 variety pack from Trojan. Name a type and it was there. For her. Fire and Ice. Ecstasy. Magnum. Extra Small. Chick's got jokes.
To: Rosalie
From: +513-449-3820
I was thinking that I could drag her to a dangerous part of town and leaver her there. It sucks…you got any better?
From: Rosalie
To: +513-449-3820
You're right it sucks. I'll go dress shopping with you guys tomorrow. I don't work Friday's so I'll be at your house at 6 AM
My eyes nearly popped out of my head.
To: Rosalie
From: +513-449-3820
No! Why so early?
From: Rosalie
To: +513-449-3820
You'll see chica.
I didn't want to force it out of her. A newborn baby would know that I couldn't get it out of her.
To: Rosalie
From: +513-449-3820
Well let yourself in b/c I'm getting my sleep…so did you rob a sex shop or something?
I picked up a one dildo out of the four that were on the floor. Why would a girl need that many anyways? Carelessly I threw it back down. Literally there was everything here: vibrators, cock rings, anal beads, and something that resembled a fake banana. I don't even want to know.
From: Rosalie
To: +513-449-3820
Hope you guys like it tonight ;)
I rolled my eyes.
To: Rosalie
From: +513-449-3820
I told you guys nothing is happening…not with the bitch in the house
That was a lie. We could have easily had sex earlier today and it wasn't Tanya's fault that we had stopped. It was me. All relationship experts will tell you to trust your gut and that's what I'm doing, but I don't think I can push anymore answers out of him. Not with Ms. Bitch parading around.
From: Rosalie
To: +513-449-3820
If you say so…see you tomorrow k?
Get some sleep!
I didn't respond to her text but I decided to take her advice. I'll get some sleep and tomorrow will be better.
I slowly peeled off my clothes and headed into the shower. My thoughts were everywhere, but mainly they were about Edward. I couldn't help but feel mad at him for letting Tanya do anything she wanted. He didn't listen to me when I tried to tell him. I let the water pour over my head. The light turned on in the bedroom and I assumed Edward was getting into bed.
That thing is that at the end of the night it's you that turns him on.
Rosalie's words floated around my mind. She is right. At the end of the night I'm with him. I turned off the water and tiptoed out into the now dark room. If Edward was really sleeping I'm not sure, but a small ounce of me was hoping he wasn't.
The navy blue lacey set. It was in my hands. All I had to do is slip it on and walk out of this closet. Then things will get better. The plan will come to start. But I hesitated. I fumbled with it.
And placed it back in the drawer. I couldn't have sex with him. Deep down inside I knew that it wouldn't make anything better. At least not with what's going on two rooms down from us.
I slipped on a loose shirt and slid into bed. As my head rested on my pillow I stared up at the ceiling. I could hear how he wasn't asleep. His breathing wasn't as slow. He didn't make an effort to talk to me and I didn't make an effort to talk to him.
I guess the honeymoon phase had to wear off some time.