I was bored so I somehow conjured up all of chapter 10 in like, 2 hours. Enjoy.
Ch 10
I woke up the next morning and noticed that my pillow wasn't as soft as it usually was. I opened my eyes and realized my head was on Edwards bare chest. Last nights events came rushing back to me. Ugh, I just wanted to go back to sleep and never ever wake up. Then I remembered that it we had school today, it was 7:30 if we hurried now we might still make it to school on time. I shook Edward.
"Edward, wake up."
"Mmmm, five more minutes." He said and tightned his arms around me.
"Edward, we have school."
He opened his eyes and looked at me.
"What?" I asked.
"Bella, the world isn't going to come crashing on us just because we missed one day of school."
I got out of bed and stared at him, since when was Edward a school skipper? Never that's when, he lived for perfect attendence, Alice told me so.
"Edward you hate missing school, now get a shirt on and lets go." I said trying to get him out of the bed.
"Bella love it's ok for me to miss one day of school, really, and I don't mind if im missing school to spend time with you."
I blushed, I couldn't possibly be that much fun to hang around. But if he really wanted to stay I wasn't about to tell him to leave.
"Ok, if you really want to."
"Believe me theres nothing I want more." He said and grabbed my arm and pulled me down to lie next to him.
"Now, do you think it would be possibe to let me go back to sleep now?" Edward asked rubbing my back.
"Yes." I said a little breathlessly.
"Good." He said and turned me around to that my head was resting on his chest again.
This was where I always wanted to be. In Edwards arm where I know I'm safe and loved.
And suprisingly enough Edward did fall back asleep, and I did to not to long after.
The next time I woke up Edward was awake and and sitting against my head board, my head was in his lap.
"Morning sleepy head." He said and chuckled.
"What's so funny?"
"I love your hair in the morning, it's all sticky outy."
I gasped, I must look like the boogy man.
"I'll be right back." I said and dashed for the bathroom. I got a brush and brushed my hair and then brushed my teeth. My hair was being a pain so I just put it into a pony tail. When I looked halfway decent I went back to my room.
"What time is it?" I asked
"Nearly noon." Edward said looking down at his watch.
I stopped dead, "Noon, really?"
"Yup, who knew you could sleep so long." He said smiling.
"When did you wake up?"
"About 9:30."
"How come you didn't wake me up?"
"Because your interesting when you sleep."
"Oh god, what did I say?"
"Nothing to bad."
"Don't give me that crap! What did I say?"
"Well, you were saying something along the lines of how mad you were at your mom and something about a divorce, and then about not wanting to be alone that you were scared. Then you siad my name and said that you loved me."
"I do love you."
"And I love you, but did your parents really get a divorce?"
"Yeah, dad told me the news yesterday. I guess that's what they were doing on their little 'trip' they took last weekend."
"Oh Bella I'm so sorry. Why didn't you call me?"
"I thought you were mad at me and I didn't want to bother you with my problems." I said and avoded looking at him.
He stood up and gave me a hug that would have put Emmets hugs to shame.
"Bella why would I be mad at you? And your problems can't bother me."
"I thought that you were mad because I wouldn't talk to you about what happened at the warehouse." I replied trying to hold back my tears with little success.
"Silly Bella, I wasn't mad, I was just worried. You hadn't said anything about it and I didn't know if you were going into shock or not."
"No I wasn't but I really didn't want to talk about it. Eventually I might be able to, but right now it's too soon." I explained.
"It's ok Bella, I understand. I'll be here when you think your ready to talk about it."
"Thanks and I will talk about it eventually, I promise." I said hugging him.
We just held eachother like that for what seemed like forever, but then Edward sighed and pulled back.
"So what do you want to do today?"
"How about we eat breakfast first then figure that out afterwards."
"Sounds good."
We went down stairs and Edward took over the kitchen. He was actually an amazing cook, even though he only made eggs and toast. But it was still very good.
When I was done I started washing the dishes and Edward grabbed a towel and started drying. Somehow in the middle of it all we got into a water fight. I threw soap suds at him and he splashed water on me. I gave up when he started whacking me with his towel that was a little damp from the wet dishes.
"Okay, now that we've finally cleaned up the kitchen, what do you want to do?" I asked.
Edward hung his towel over the sink then turned to look at me, he had a wicked grin on his face, that was never a good sighn.
"How do you feel about tattoos?"
"Well, I always wanted to get one but I'm to chicken."
"Bella."
"What?"
"I know what were going to do today." He siad then grabbed my hand and got into the drivers side of my truck.
I'll admit I was terrified, when Edward set his mind to something, there was nothing you could do to change it. This was one of those times. No matter how many questions I asked he wouldn' answer and I didn't know which was worse, him not saying anything or not knowing what was going on in that head of his.
After an hour of driving and silence Edward pulled infront of a tattoo place. Then it dawned on me as Edward got of the truck. I did to but I stayed by the door.
"Oh no. No, no, no, no and no. I don't think so." I said
"What's the matter Bella?" Edward said grinning wickedly again.
"There is no way I'm stepping foot into that place."
"Think again sweetheart." Edward said picking me up and throwing me over his shoulder.
Once we were inside the building Edward dropped me into a chair. The place reaked of anisthetic and rubbing alcohol. It reminded of a hospital only a lot gloomier.
"Edward, what are we doing here?" Only I knew to well what we were doing here.
"I think you know."
"Charlie is going to kill me."
"What Charlie doesn't know won't hurt him."
"How is something like this going to escape his notice!" I was sooo dead if Charlie ever found out.
"You just have to get it in the right place." Edward said.
"Oh, and where, pray tell, is the right place?"
"On your hip or somewhere on your back."
"Your kidding right?" By the look on his face he wasn't. Great.
A man that looked to be in his late thirtys stepped out of a room and had tattoos covering every inch of visible skin.
"How can I help you guys?"
"Where here to get a tattoo."
"Really? And here I thought you were here to go grocerie shopping." The man said sarcastically.
"Well excuse me." Edward siad
"Do you know what you want?" the guy asked.
"I do." Edward siad
"Then come on back. Wait first of all how old are you both?"
"Were both eighteen."
"Alright, good."
"You wanna come back with me Bella?"
"Yeah, I guess."
The room in the back wasn't much different then the first one, but it smelled better, there was a candle burning in this room.
"So what would you like to get and where do you want it?" The guy asked.
"I want the name Bella writen on my left shoulder blade." Edward siad looking right at me.
I gasped, "Edward you can't do that!"
"What, why not?"
"If you do that you won't be able to get it off."
"Bella why would I ever want to remove your name, it's already tattood on my heart, so why not somewhere else as well?"
I couldn't say anything thing to that. I didn't think I could have even if I tried.
"Do you know how big and the kind of font you want?" the man asked.
"yeah I wrote it down on a piece of paper." Edward dug in his back pocked and unfolded the piece of paper on it was my name Bella only in a beautiful font. Bella.
What color would you like it to be in?" the man asked,
"Just blacke please." Edward said.
The guy cleaned the area where the tattoo was going to go then got a clean needle and black ink. The prociedure didn't take more then twenty minutes. The man put a bandage over the new tattoo and told Edward not to get it wet for at least 48 hours. It was my turn now.
"And what would the lady like?"
I had always known what I had wanted to get for a tattoo if I ever got the courage to get one, "A flaming blue heart." I said, "On my left shoulder."
"Have a seat then."
I sat down and waited for the man to get the things he needed. Edward had put his shirt back on and sat next to me.
"It doesn't even really hurt." He said trying to comfort me.
The guy came back with all of his things and sat down again.
"I'm going to need you to take off your shirt."
Crap, I forgot about this part. Then I remembered I had worn a tank top under my t-shirt.
I took off my shirt and turned so that my back faced the guy and I was facing Edward.
I felt some pressure on my shoulder but it didn't hurt exactly, it was more like an itch you couldn't scratch.
My tattoo took a while longer then Edwards but when he was finally done I looked at it in the mirror and immediately loved it. The flames looked perfect. The man gave me the same instructions about not getting it wet for a while and Edward payed him then we left.
As soon as I got into the truck I started laughing, Edward joinged in with me.
"Oh man, I am so dead." I said as soon as I could breath again.
"Yeah, me to." Edward said, "You ready to go home?"
"Yeah, let's go." I said and Edward pulled out of the parking lot and started the drive home.
Talk about killing 2 birds with one stone!
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