A/N: Hola my lovely readers! I'm going to make this short & sweet because I want you all to start reading, especially since the update took a little bit. So sorry about that. Real life has me very busy lately, grr :( Anyway quickly want to thank you all very much for your supportive reviews, PM's, adding this story to your favorites & alerts! I can't say enough that it always makes me beyond happy :) All right I'll chat with you more at the end...
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**Rated NC-17 for strong language & sexual content. Plots & Characterization are mine! LK, copyright. 2011
Chapter 10: A Whirlwind Morning & Unsettling News
I was cold, extremely cold. My body completely frigid and tense from my head to my toes. The surroundings around me were thick with such tension and callousness it sent icy shivers to the depths of my soul. Suddenly distinct sounds of footsteps caught my attention and my eyes automatically scanned around to find out where and who they were coming from. But familiar marble cool lips that brushed gently along my temple distracted me minutely and I sighed quietly in contentment. My eyes flickered up to meet with E's face that appeared completely strained, panicked, his mesmerizing pools glaring straight ahead. He captured me in a firm, half embrace his stone arm strong and secure around my lower back. I stole a moment to inhale his heavenly, intoxicating aroma, letting it encompass my entire being and fill up my lungs. Serenity enveloped each section of my insides, however it was short lived as sudden nervousness attacked practically punching directly in my gut.
"E?" I said in a choked whisper.
I had to literally strain my questioning chocolate orbs to view him but unsuccessful in doing so since the surroundings were too dark, unfamiliar and as a result the damn nerves and anxiousness wouldn't cease.
His eyes finally locked directly onto mine and I gasped simply awed over how vividly dark they were. Black to be exact, a onyx color and extremely tense with a hint of worry. And also didn't miss the way his jaw was clenched tight, so tight it appeared like it would shatter at any moment. Suddenly his eyes narrowed sharply and his posture went insanely rigid. My heart beat increased, pounding violently against my ribs and my breathing became short and erratic. What the hell is wrong with me? Why am I so deathly frightened? Where are we? My eyes trained ahead instantly spotting three people. At least I think they are but now not so sure as they appeared to be floating the way they motioned lithely and fluidly. All mirroring the others direction and all donned black long cloaks that covered their shadowy looking forms. Who are they?
"It's all right my love. I'm right here." E assured, his smooth tone strained and edgy.
My mouth exhaled carefully, quietly while training on the way his soft arm feels securely around the small of my back gripping firmly and some comfort settled my tight, panicked chest. Thankfully my heart rate slowed its rapid beating and my breathing to returned to normal. Yet still unable to shake the uneasiness that wavered every part of my gut and wishing it would simply go away. There has to be some sort of reason why am I deathly frightened and on edge. Maybe it's cause we were being led somewhere but where, have no idea. I studied the brightly lit unremarkable hallway that we were passing by searching for any visible signs that could reveal the unknown location.
So far only noticing that the walls were an off white and the floor carpeted in industrial gray. Common rectangular fluorescent lights were spaced evenly along the ceiling. Unexpectedly my insides warmed overtaking the chills that left a mark and I was grateful for that. But the immensely confusion over having no idea where in the world I'm at made my heart race rapidly again and my lungs to constrict. Just as my lips parted, the words nearly drawing out, a voice coming from the one of the three cloaked people, sang in a childlike, monotone voice.
"This way."
I trembled beside E struggling to ignore the frequent chills that raced across my spine and beyond to focus on him and him alone, attempting to control the frantic beating of my heart and to breathe steady but to no avail. E pulled my torso to his closer, comfortingly while pressing his icy, granite lips on the top of my head. Calmness washed over my chest just slightly and it was just enough to help my breathing regulate normally again.
"Just do as she says." A eerily recognizable gentle, melodic tone whispered.
Is that.. my head turned and my orbs landed directly straight at Alice Cullen who's visibly so tiny and fragile, pixie like compared to the rest of us. She gave a soft assuring glance and warm smile that didn't match her anxious amber pools. Her hand then landed on my shoulder and Jesus it felt really ice cold and solid like E's. Wait a minute, what the hell is Alice Cullen doing here? In my dream with E, with these strange people? Something is not right and obviously not adding up.
"Bella breathe, it will be all right, you'll see." She reassured, her tone etched with such conviction that for a split second I almost believed that indeed everything would be all right.
Until we were led inside an elevator and it was then my curious eyes caught a clearer glimpse at the hovering cloaked figures. One of them the childlike one is a young woman, petite like Alice but lanky and frail. She didn't look any older then fourteen perhaps but something hinted she was much, much older nonetheless. Her blond hair was pulled back into a tight bun and her flawless translucent face wore an apathetic expression on. But it was her eyes, a dull crimson tint that immediately grabbed my attention and a startled gasp almost escaped past my throat. She intercepted my stare and flashed a sinister icy smile in turn.
Instantly E growled at her sharply his shoulders growing rigid while glaring at her threateningly with icy, rabid eyes. The corners of his mouth then curled up, pulling into a snarl that displayed his razor sharp teeth. The girl chuckled amusingly, musically under her breath and I glanced away keeping my eyes sorely trained on E. The second the elevator doors closed behind us, immediately all three of the covered figures removed their hoods revealing themselves. I was unable to suppress the curiosity again my eyes eagerly studying each of them intently and with pure curiosity, panicked chills coursed over my veins over the sight.
There were two men to the other side of the girl, one of them astoundingly massive not only in size but in height, towering all of us easily. From the looks of it this enormous man's even taller then Jake if that's possible. His inhumanly beautiful skin, olive textured, complimented his black cropped hair. However his deep crimson eyes with black in the pupils is a haunting reminder of what he is. To say he was frightening or intimidating would be an understatement. He caught me stupidly gaping his way and he winked in my direction as a smug, menacing grin planted on his mouth.
And did he just whisper, "Dibs." in such a perverted, sinister like manner?
E didn't miss that inappropriate remark and glared directly at towering man icily with slanted eyes while a vicious rumbling snarl emerged out of his throat. It made me flinch instantly, I never heard E sound so well, unbelievably threatening. However it didn't faze the dark haired man, he just dipped his head back and laughed deeply his tone booming yet melodious.
"Relax brother," Alice suggested in her beautiful bell tone under her breath shooting E a warning glare. Brother? What? Am I missing something? Apparently so.
I didn't give it another ponder for now at least instead involuntarily directed my attention over to the other man who was shorter in height but just as equally threatening. His face imaging a murderous expression but yet it also appeared eerily calm and my heart hammered faster against my chest from the sight. His hair was cropped as well, a medium blond color and his eyes shared the same tint as the other man's. I quickly and inconspicuously eyed them purposely immediately noticing that underneath their cloaks all of them were dressed modernly. I would bet a years worth of my teaching salary that their clothes were not designer but custom made. Thankfully the elevator ride was brief and before long we exited then walked across a posh reception area.
All right maybe I have somewhat of an idea where we are, well at least I recognize an office when I see one. However this wasn't your ordinary office. The walls were paneled in wood, the floors carpeted in thick, deep green were the first of the many things I spotted after stepping out of the elevator. There were no windows but large brightly lit paintings of what looked like to be Tuscan countryside in its place. Wait, are we in...No we can't be. Damn I wish to God anyone would share where the hell we are, better yet what we are doing here. I desperately longed to ask E but was unable find my voice instead just clutched onto him for dear life and he planted another gentle kiss over my temple in assurance.
My thoughts cut short when taking in the sight of lavish furniture. Pale colored couches were arranged in cozy groupings and the glossy tables held crystal vases full of vibrantly colored bouquets. The smell of the flowers potent and made my nose twitch fighting the urge to sneeze. Other then that though for some odd reason I was starting to feel somewhat at ease, maybe because the surroundings were dare I say normal? Compared to the three figures who were practically floating ahead of us. My eyes then trained to the middle of the room noticing a high polished mahogany counter and the woman behind it. I couldn't resist the temptation to gawk incredulously at her. She was tall with dark polished skin and impressively vivid green eyes, her posture looking right at home and at ease. No, looking more like she stepped off the pages of a runway magazine. How this woman appears so comfortable around people who honestly gives me the damn creeps is beyond me. Unless...
"Ciao e benvenuto!"
She greeted in Italian, at least that's my best guess however other then that I'm not positive what those words meant. Maybe she welcomed us perhaps? Italian.. wait are we in Italy or.. once more my abdomen felt heavy, clouded with anxiousness and fear.
The childlike woman responded back in a polite monotone saying the woman's name perhaps but my ears and brain didn't register the words.
The big guy winked over at the gorgeous woman and she giggled in reaction flirtatiously batting her eyelashes in his direction. She then caught my gaze and flashed me a professional, pearly white smile. E blankly glared at her while shaking his head in disbelief perhaps? Alice remained calm and poised her head held up high matching our steps while we passed by the reception desk. Overwhelming curiosity then hit me and I found myself blurting out to E in a hushed tone,
"Is she, human?"
My heart rammed thunderously against my chest while my lungs began to constrict again every cell within nearly going limp, numb and cold, oh so cold.
"Yes." E replied flatly in a low monotone.
His eyes directly trained on the three people ahead, never faltering his gaze. It was as if he waited for them to make any sudden movements or for a reaction. And he would instinctively protect me without cause from whatever harm they may direct my way. I don't doubt it for a split second that those "people" in the black cloaks are capable of doing murderous, calculating acts.
"Does she know, that they are.." I trailed off deciding to leave the unspoken words hanging as E knew exactly what I'm thinking. (I mean it doesn't take a rocket scientist to figure out the three people are indeed without a doubt vampires)
"Yes."
"Does she want to be, like..." I babbled on in a choked whisper fighting to pay no mind to the aching pain in my chest.
"Yes." E answered in a clipped, dark voice giving my waist a gentle yet firm squeeze with his cool hand.
"And so she will be." The blond haired man stated manner of factly with a smirk over in my direction, instantly my chest tightened and my heart leaped to the middle of my throat.
"Or dessert." The childlike woman finished in a uncaring, flat tone and fluidly her lips curved into a Cheshire, cold smile
Who in the hell are they? Unfortunately the answer to that question was soon known. Before long we approached towering wooden doors and they opened immediately granting view of what's to come. Another figure, a man sporting a stunning three piece suit was standing at the entry way. His face and overall appearance matched the childlike woman's eerily greatly that they could pass as twins. He was tall and lean with dark brown combed back hair and those same intimidating, emotionless crimson eyes. Even though they all appeared dangerous they looked just every bit as lovely, their features so magnificent and captivating. The boyish looking man smiled at us warmly, cordially then greeted the woman embracing her and after they kissed the others cheeks.
"Sister, they send you out to get one and you bring back two.."
His intense red pools locked on my face, then length after making that cryptic statement and in reaction my eyes cast purposely down avoiding his penetrating gaze.
"And a half, such a clever girl." He finished in a hauntingly polite tone.
This is getting more and more peculiar by the damn second. After their greetings and the other two men talked inaudibly amongst themselves, we were led over to a wide, ornate hall. You've got to be kidding me, when does this end? I clutched on to E even tighter then before using all of what little strength I bare left. He glanced down at me, with consoling yet anxious eyes while whispering,
"It will be alright, I promise Isabella."
And I wanted to feel at ease over his promising words that his rich, velvety voice provided. But the comfort wouldn't come, instead only the fear utter immense fear occupied very crevice of my insides. And it grew deeper and more intense by the second and after what seemed like eternity we finally arrived at another door. It was plain, unlocked and I watched struggled breath as the child like man and woman opened it together granting us access to most likely another creepy appearing room.
"Let's not keep him waiting." The woman said in her cool monotone and my stomach lurched, panic gripping a tight hold of my insides.
Who's he? I really didn't care to find out and for whatever reason, thankfully, didn't have the opportunity to. Cause the moment E led me past the doors a high pitched, repetitive sound pierced my eardrums causing my body jolt and unexpected blackness covered my eyes.
Irritating, high pitched beep, beep sounds caused my lids slowly pry. Instantly my eyes scanned around the sunlit bedroom searching for the culprit of the godawful noise.
"Ohh, make it stop!" I groaned in a whiny tone while training my gaze at the alarm clock that's placed atop the night table.
It seemed too far out of my reach, no more like I'm too lazy and fatigued to lean over and shut the fuckin thing off. An idea came to mind and without giving it another thought my hand blindly grabbed one of the unfamiliar decorative pillows that adorned my new fit for a Queen bed and tossed it carelessly. It landed right smack against the clock and it tipped over landing in a crashing thud on the floor. Bulls Eye! Yeah great one genius, you didn't by chance sneak a peek at the time did you? Make sure that, I dont know, you're not late for this thing called work. That alerted my ass to attention willing my body to sit up, then slide over to the edge to bed and swing my feet over. Just when I was about to stand a wave of dizziness and overwhelming nausea slammed right into my gut, catching me by complete surprise.
"Fuck." I muttered, my voice thick and groggy discovering my throat stung painfully like someone shoved a fork that was on fire down it.
What in the world is going on? Why is the room spinning, my mind cloudy and heavy. As if that wasn't enough the back of my head pounded so fiercely and viciously I was afraid it would combust and the contents of my brain would color the walls after. Oh nice visual there freak. Perfect now I have the uncomfortable urge to vomit. All right Bella focus, retrace your steps. Why in Gods name would you feel like you've been run over by a Mack truck repeatedly? My mushy but semi functioning brain presented images the readers digest version of went down last night. From the party over in La Push, to flirting with Seth, then Seth and Jake fighting after the fact and lastly Jake and I sharing heated words but not too long after kissing and making out.
The reminders kept playing like a slide show, Old Quil sharing the tales involving the cold ones, Jake and I screwing twice at his place. After ditching him shamefully, stupidly kissing Seth, leaving him, then arriving back home to find a very panicked, paranoid E. E... suddenly more images displayed presenting a recap of early this morning. A wide, stupidly happy smile creased my mouth the second my nose caught a whiff of E's fragrant aroma. I glanced down gratefully discovering that E's black striped button down shirt was still in tact over my flesh. I leaned over my face inches away from my right arm and unabashedly breathed in his enticing scent. God it's almost like he's here, holding my body securely with his cold granite biceps. A state of bliss blanketed my heart and mind over thoughts of E and wearing his sexy ass shirt made me feel a little better. That was until I climbed out of bed and then the somewhat pleasant emotions went right down the fuckin drain.
"Ohhh shit." I hissed when an unrelenting wave of dizziness invaded inside my head.
But that was nothing compared to the agonizing sharp pain that lingered on nearly each body part. Almost every single one. Even my ass hurts, between my thighs are unbearably sore as well and hate to admit it's undoubtedly from E's passionate yet aggressive assault only a few hours ago. So worth it though. Yeah I'm masochistic, no and's, if's or but's about it. My feet moved in a turtle like speed inside the bathroom but not before stealing a quick glance at the bed, making certain it remained in tact along with my wall. Well, good job E with the control issue all though my groggy induced state didn't miss that a pillow is missing. Hmm, I will have to interrogate Mr. Wonderful about that one later while grinding on his hips and kiss the shit out of his icy full lips. Bella, snap out of it, get your mind out of the gutter just for a few hours, got it?
Yeah, yeah fine. I grumbled sourly in my thoughts while hastily flipping up the light switch and groaned deeply over the hideous sight before my eyes. I hate you mirror. Jesus I make zombies look like fucking beauty queens. To say I'm a wreck would be putting it mildly. I shook my head incredulously cringing over the prominent, light marks that tattooed both sides of my neck courtesy of E's tasty luscious lips. Boy does he have a lot to answer for later. I studied the reflection intently and cringing over the dark circles under my eyes that made my face look like it was bashed on from some sort of street fighting. Then there's my hair, all over the place sticking out in several directions resembling a birds fuckin nest. And E and Jake want me why? I sighed frustratingly then wasted no time and hurriedly worked on making myself presentable.
After spending five minutes attempting to do something pretty with my hair and failing miserably, I gave up deciding to just style it in a shitty but decent enough french twist. After washed my face, brushed my teeth, applied deodorant and lastly spraying a ridiculous amount of perfume, leaving no traces of my body left out. Well, shit have to appear all professional and model citizen like after all. Moments later I was dressed wearing a short sleeved, royal blue turtleneck completing it with a pair of dark blue boot cut jeans. The turtle neck being the obvious choice, after all what would I tell my students if they were to ask about the bruises on my neck? Yes class, heed this valuable lesson don't allow strangers especially sexy, mysterious Vampire ones to attack your neck.
I rolled my eyes over my ridiculousness while scrambling to grab my tote, purse and thermos mug that was filled to the brim with steaming coffee which my body is in desperate need of currently. It doesn't take a psychic to predict this will be a long, fuckin day ahead due to the lack of sleep I had already feeling the effects of it immensely and not to mention I miss E already. Hell, I inhaled his shirt one too many times over the past few minutes. So what does that say? Just as I was heading straight for the door after giving PT brief cuddles, my eyes landed on the dining room across the way.
Shit, how I nearly missed this is beyond me. While squealing like a tween school girl my feet practically flew me over to dining table, my excited eyes gazing at enormous bouquet of stunning, vividly colored orchids. Christ how did he know? Only one other person knew my love for these beautiful flowers. My breath caught in my throat and I tried to ignore the odd feelings in the pit of my stomach while motioning forward to smell the beautiful fragrance that permeated off the flowers. It didn't come as a surprise when spotting a card attached to them. With a shaky eager hand I picking up the paper then unfolded it and my eyes read,
My beautiful Isabella,
There are no words that come even close to express the infinite love I carry for you. You're quite simply my everything and you have my heart for eternity. I'll miss you more then my last breath. Please keep my heart safe, I left it with you.
Love always, E
p.s. Tonight is the night & Be Safe
Automatically my heart uplifted as serene warmth blanketed my chest after re reading his touching, heart melting words once more. I wouldn't even begin to know how to describe the overwhelming emotions that are hitting me from all sides. That was simply without a doubt the most moving, beautiful letter I've ever received. Air struggled to release out of my lump clouded throat when my mind came to the obvious conclusion that I'm falling for him hard and way too fast. My heart thundered wildly against my chest as his statements deeply sank in. Tonight. This is it, this is... wait, what about Jake?
What in the world am I going to do about him? And speaking of, a familiar chirp sang inside my jean pocket that's undoubtedly coming from my cell. I ignored it remembering clearly that I need to leave for work and now. Without hesitation, I made a mad dash for the door remembering to bring all my belongings and locking the door securely after. Once inside the elevator moments later, I took advantage of the minimal amount of time had to check my voice mail messages and surprisingly there were three texts and three voice mails. Damn this can't be good, just feel it. With a shaky breath and a heavy heart my eyes scanned over the most recent text which came in about an hour ago. It was from Jacob and it simply read,
What the hell happened last night between you and Seth after you ditched my ass? We need to talk Bella.
I swallowed thickly struggling to bury the aching sob that itched to escape. My body started to tremble while my feet sluggishly moved me past the ajar elevator doors. Then ceased from walking any further once reaching the buildings glass double doors. Deciding it was wise to steady myself against the wall when feeling my body about to fall over and pass out cold. Dammit how did Jake find out what happened between Seth and I? Did that cute Jake look alike rat me out? No, Seth wouldn't, he's not capable of being cruel or doing such a idiotic thing by telling Jake knowing it would get him possibly murdered right on the damn spot. Recognizable signs of hyperventilating pulled me out of my deep state of ponders. My chest caved in rapidly and heavily while my lungs constricted painfully.
Holy shit, can't breathe, losing breath... losing breath. Bella, relax close your eyes and count to three. But Jake knows and Seth... oh God. Bella, close your eyes and count to three. My eyes slipped closed to their own accord then I counted to three slowly under my breath. Luckily, that helped a little, relief settling over my heart the second my breathing returned to some level of normalcy. After exhaling slowly and steadily I pushed myself off the wall then tentatively paced over to the glass doors and quickly exited the building. Moments later when seated inside my car, a sign, an omen of sorts occurred a straight forward warning of what the day would bring. It started to rain, fuckin massive size drops poured down endlessly, angrily from high above the sky followed by some thunder claps that rumbled in the distance.
"You hate me God, don't you?" I spat vehemently while glaring out the window training my eyes up toward the dreary gray colored sky.
I flinched when another threatening clap of thunder permeated throughout the air and beyond the noises rattling my bones. Guess, there's my answer. I sighed heavily while inserting the key inside the ignition and my right hand clutching them in a death like grip. I'm so ready to high tail it the hell out of here because the rate I'm moving, my students will be the first to arrive instead of their own damn teacher. However a nagging urge to check the other messages on my cell idiotically took priority and wasting no time I retrieved my cell then scrolled through the other received texts. Jesus Bella you truly are a glutton for punishment and a fuckin moron too. You need to get your ass to work. After dismissing my rambling conscience to the best of my ability my eyes scanned over the text that Seth sent very early this morning. Well, this explains everything. I pondered bitterly while reading,
Bells, Sorry for getting carried away. I wish you didn't leave like that but I understand. Don't feel bad that was all on me. I should have known better. Just don't feel guilty. This can stay betw. us I swear. Jake will never know. We can just continue on being friends. At least I hope so. Really don't want things to get weird between us. Call me.
I groaned remorsefully feeling like instant shit for what I'm putting that poor kid through. Poor kid? He's the one that probably ratted your ass out! He said something to Jake about what happened, I mean who else did? Maybe but Seth did promise he wouldn't tell and that it would stay between him and I. Unfortunately my mind no longer had to guess on what was said or not after reading the time and date stamp on the message. The text was sent about ten minutes later after I left last night before the drama unfolded. Seconds passed and all my fears were confirmed after reading the latest message from Seth. My heart hammered erratically against my chest, my hands shaking uncontrollably and my belly overturned the instant my eyes read..
Bella, try not 2 freak out. Embry and the guys saw us kissin outside. He ran his big ass mouth and told Jake. I'm sorry. Trying 2 do damage control but honestly Jake is pissed, really fuckin pissed. Bet he'll be knocking on my door any moment. Shit, gtg
Fear gripped my chest, my lungs, my heart the consequences of my selfish stupid ass actions slapped me right across my cheek. Oh God. Poor Seth. Jake wouldn't hurt him that bad, right? Oh yeah Bella keeping telling yourself that if it makes you feel better. Dammit, its all my fuckin fault. I shouldn't have kissed him, even if I was intoxicated that doesn't excuse it. Thanks to my heartless foolish choice now there's a huge ass, real life soap opera on my hands. Then throw in E for good measure who wants me to stay away from Jake, from La Push and he's plans to finally reveal himself this evening. How much more shit do I have to deal with? God, spare me please.
I exhaled a couple of more times, shutting my lids and trying to zone out but was unsuccessful. Overwhelming curiosity got the better of me once more, my inner voice taunting and urging to check my goddamn voice mail. No Swan, you should have left like ten minutes ago, just start the damn car and drive to work. Quickly and anxiously my eyes checked the time on my cell. Oh thank you God, for real thanks big guy. Thankfully there's a few minutes to spare just enough for me to finish my business here and make it to school in the nick of time. A loud, deep released out of my throat and I shook my head forcefully struggling with my body to prevent it from nodding off to sleep.
The fatigue slammed right smack against my insides once again and it almost won the battle the welcoming, tempting slumber oh so close to invading my being. No, have to stay awake focus Bella. Instantly my right hand reached over for my coffee thermos, raised it to my lips and greedily gulped down a heaping of the medium hot mocha liquid. Good thing it cooled or my damn tongue would have felt like it was on fire. After another sip I anxiously and nervously checked my voice mail. The first message from Seth sent about an half hour ago. Jesus he called early, poor guy probably didn't rest much last night. I need to straighten out the mess I caused somehow, I owe that to Seth he's sort of innocent in all this after. Innocent my ass, he was all over you using his friendly but flirty charms and you bought it hook, line and fuckin sinker. True but nonetheless I should have used more self control. As Seth's husky voice rang through my ear and my breath caught, his words cutting my gut out viciously.
"Hey Bells. Um, not sure if you received my texts or not. I know it's early and you're probably leaving for work soon. But please call when you get this. As I mentioned in the text, fuckin Embry blabbed to Jake about, um, us. Jake came over to my place a while ago and well, it wasn't pretty. At least I'm still alive." Seth chuckled darkly and I winced when my ears caught the evident strain to his voice, like if he's suffering over something.
Yeah, his ass got kicked no thanks to stupid, slutty ass you.
"This is going to be fucked up of me to say but, I don't regret what happened. I mean I do in regards that it hurt Jake and that you're probably feeling confused and guilty. But damn Bella it was amazing, everything I ever, well dreamed about and,"
I couldn't bring myself to listen any further so like the guilty, fuckin chicken shit I am, chose to skip the rest and proceeding on to the next message. For Christ sakes this sweet guy is going through hell because we both gave into our hidden desires without even thinking it through and putting a stop to it. I definitely should have been the one too. Hell, what am I saying? I shouldn't have initiated the contact in the first place. I really pray and naively hope Jake went easy on him. I inhaled and exhaled hoping it would soothe my hearts thundering irregular beating. Bella just keep breathing out, get a grip, pull yourself together. Isn't this what you planned for? What you wanted after all? To end your relationship with Jake, this is fool proof. I mean there's no chance in hell he'd forgive you after this. Maybe, all right he probably won't and I wouldn't blame him not one bit. But I didn't want things to end this way either. I never wanted to hurt Jake, not my intention at all. Oh really, what do you call what you're doing with E? That would shatter Jake's heart in half if he knew.
"Hey Bella, its Ang," Angela's kind, friendly tone greeted catching me off guard. Oh, more voice messages to listen to.
"Just wanted to see if we can meet up for lunch this week. I need my bridesmaid to help me with final wedding planning stuff and it would be great to catch up. I'm sorry you couldn't make it to Eric's party it was such a blast but not the same without you. We all miss you Bells." Angela sighed softly and I didn't miss the sadness etched in her voice.
Yeah, she misses me they all miss me. Oh the good ol days back in Forks High. Good ol days my ass! Thinking back to those years makes me sick. The person I was then vain, stuck up and lost in my own fuckin world. Hmm, you really haven't changed all that much since then way to go Swan. No, I did. Had to, for him, for green eyes, I promised him, promised myself. Stinging wetness pooled over my eyes and I fought with all my might to push them back in. Because the pity party I'm throwing for myself is becoming ridiculous and repetitive. This fucked up mess of a situation is my fault and mine alone. The sooner I accept that the sooner I deal with it and smooth it over to the best of my ability, the better.
"Call me soon okay? I love yah Belly and again sorry for my craziness on the phone the other night." Angela giggled sheepishly, "Talk to you soon."
Thankfully Angela's sweet comforting voice distracted my mind momentarily. Now back to facing reality. With a heavy sigh I decided to save her message and listen to later when my attention is not so consumed on the craziness that's my life at the present time. A husky, hard edged voice filled my eardrums and with my breath stuck in my throat I listened..
"Bells, call me as soon as you can. You're probably heading to work or you're all ready there but.. I have to know what the hell happened between you and Seth last night? I don't want to believe Embry, well, didn't really until the shithead Seth himself, confirmed it. You're lucky Bell I didn't fuckin kill him! He's damn lucky to be nursing only cracked ribs and a bruised face. Fuckin punk." Jake drew out a sharp, shuddering breath and I cringed over his words while my heartbeat accelerated and nausea plagued my insides once again.
"I just, don't get it Bell. Were you ever planning to tell me? Or just pretend like it didn't happen? It may just be a kiss to you and Seth but fuck Bella, he is, was one of my best friends. This whole thing is so fucked up! I'm at a loss for words.. Guess I'll talk to you whenever. Maybe you shouldn't call me back. I'm too, I just need some time."
Steaming dew drop size tears spilled out of my eyes and I didn't bother to wipe them away, letting the wetness remain frozen in place on my warm skin. My forefinger pressed the end call button and soon after slipped the phone back inside the front pocket of my jeans. Then without missing a beat cranked on the car and drove out of the parking lot in a dangerous speed. Leaving the drama behind, for now. Who am I kidding? It's going to follow me to school and interfere with my work day. I won't allow it. I have to be professional, do my job and suck it up. Those kids need me and I'm responsible for providing them the best education possible, my problems are insignificant. No there anything but and you know it.
Yes that's true and while the subject is being addressed I have to call Jake back as soon as possible. Work on smoothing things over with him at least apologize profusely for being such a horny ass selfish bitch. But is that even possible? Not to mention the promise I made to E the one where I'm supposed to avoid Jake, La Push, all associated with it at all costs. But does that agreement count phone calls? Yes, I would think so. My God Swan do you hear yourself? Don't let some man who hasn't even shown you his face in the light to order you around, control your life. Yeah, damn straight. Wait maybe there's a way this can be done without E knowing, I'm sure he doesn't keep tabs on me 24/7, he'll be totally unaware if I call Jake and Seth.
Or even if I stop by La Push to visit them. True but remember E has hinted on more then one occasion that Jake's scent is repulsive. One that E's super strong nose apparently detects easily but mine doesn't. Jacob has always had the most wonderful, sexy pleasing smell in my book, so what is it about it that bothers E so much? And why do I have this nagging feeling the answer to that runs deeper then it just being about Jake's odor? Never mind that what's important is coming up with a solution to the dilemma and my brain reminded me of the obvious one. Avoid any physical contact with Jake or Seth problem solved or maybe spraying shit loads of perfume would help. Or maybe, just maybe E talked nonsense.
No, all though secretive the man doesn't lie my gut is absolutely positive about that. Um, hello? Remember you were going to stop thinking about all of this. As they say leave your home life at home and leave your work life at work. Think lesson plans, remember that the kids need to turn in their book reports today, that they have Art today instead of PE. That's more like it, think like a teacher. Leave the home shit for home. God I really hope that's probable because all that's on my mind is what Jake had confessed in his message about beating the crap out of Seth, expressing his anger and lastly there was Seth's message his admission regarding that he had no regrets about our unplanned, idiotic actions. The rest of the car ride was spent with tears stuck in my eyes, my heart feeling like it will implode out of my chest and my belly aching painfully.
Minutes later I parked the car into an empty spot at the school, thankfully one that was close to the administration building. After exhaling deeply my hand turned the key roughly and the ignition cut off. Then hurriedly pulled the key out, gathered all my belongings and just when my hand pushed the car door ajar, my cell chirped. I groaned in response hesitating briefly while my mind debated whether I should answer the call or not. Dammit, sure enough the second I felt semi confident to proceed on with my day and put on a brilliant show so that no one would ask any questions, a monkey wrench is thrown in. With shaky hands and a trembling breath my hand reached inside my pocket, pulling out the vibrating phone. The illuminated screen displayed one new text message received, so with anxious eyes I read...
Good morning Isabella,
Hope you slept well and aren't too tired. I wanted to check in and find out if the orchids are to your liking?
Immediately my once heavy pained heart reacted beating in a steady, fluttering rhythm and comforting sensations waved over my chest. It's plainly obvious who left this cordial message. How did E get my number? I never gave it to him. Oh, that damn sneaky vamp. I hummed softly while rereading the text and couldn't contain the smile that graced my mouth. This is exactly what I needed, to smile even a half one to bare some happiness after the drama filled morning I'm having. But I'm undeserving of his special treatment, his kind remarks, his sexy, seducing romantic ways, in other words, just him. Especially fter what I did last night betraying him by sleeping with Jake and kissing Seth. Why would this captivating beautiful man want anything to do with me and furthermore, why does he love me? Don't even love myself at the moment. Oh here you go again with your pity party. My eyes remained trained on the text for a few seconds considering whether to send him one back. Of course you should Bella, what are you stupid? Everything is just not in a good place and hell I'm not in a good place. To say I'm confused regarding what to do about the situation with E and Jake would be a major understatement. Naturally since my brain is not exactly on all systems go ignoring what my conscience was trying to advise, my fingers typed rapidly on the keys..
Good Morning E,
Dare I ask how you got my number? ;) I slept all right for someone who maybe got 5 hours of sleep. Thanks to a very sexy, dazzling vampire. And yes the orchids are to my liking, I love them. Miss you already.
The instant I exited out of the car shutting and locking the door behind then practically running over to the administration office, my cell sang again. With a wide grin and a pounding excited heart, after retrieving my phone once more from my pocket, my eyes read..
I have my ways,*wink* Hope you're not upset. Just wanted to see if you're all right. I apologize for being the cause for your lack of rest. Dazzling? You my dear are sexy & gorgeous. You are constantly in my thoughts & its painful not to see you. I'm pleased that you love the flowers.
Oh good God this immortal seriously knows how to make a woman swoon. He's killing me, from his words, to his head spinning caresses and erotic pleasuring. Now if he would just lighten up and decide to give in to his blood lust cravings and fuckin suck me dry.. Bite your tongue Swan. Really, truthfully I wouldn't mind if he nibbled on my throat just a tad. You are a sick fuckin puppy. All right enough with the flirty chit chat, time to head inside and do that thing that's calling teaching. But hold up I'm great at multitasking, able to text and walk at the same time without tripping or slam right smack onto a tree. Being a tad bit optimistic aren't we? I shook my head hoping it would drown out my irritating mind commentary while carefully strolling across the parking lot and headed straight for the office. Excitedly my fingers flew rapidly against the keys typing...
Like the wink :) No it doesn't upset me, nothing phases me when it comes to you. The lack of sleep was worth it. Plz stop throwing compliments I'll have a big head soon enough. You are in my thoughts too & well I would say it kills me not to see you but technically I don't, it's always dark when you visit ;)
The realization struck moments too late the second my thumb pressed send about the things I written. There's a big possibility he won't be too thrilled with my poor attempt at humor. Great job Swan you always manage to screw shit up somehow. Its fine, he has a sense of humor somewhere deep inside that rock solid cold body of his right? I can only hope. I sighed heavily flinging the office's door wide and entering inside then quickly walked past the reception area to head directly over to the staff's mail boxes.
"Good morning Miss Swan! How was your weekend?" Mrs. Hall, the school's secretary greeted cordially.
My eyes swiftly flickered over to her noticing she was working on her usual filing while simultaneously knitting. That woman amazingly has a true gift in creating the most beautiful clothes, blankets or whatever else she conjures up, using lovely material she finds at the local craft store. It dumbfounds me each and every time when she proudly displays her finished work the beautiful things she can make by just using her hands. Today she's knitting a baby blanket that she's been tediously working on for a handful of weeks for one of the teachers Mrs. Kinney, who's expecting her first child in the next few weeks. Hmm, maybe I should ask if she would kindly make a blanket for Sam and Emily's baby. Unfortunately though that question will have to be addressed for later because there's too many other important things to do. Such as pick up my messages and straight after head straight to the classroom to set up for the day. Suddenly my brain pointed out that E hadn't returned my last text and I'm unsure whether to worry or maybe assume that something came up and I'll hear back from him later. Deciding that a minor distraction was in order, I finally acknowledged Mrs. Hall smiling at her politely and waved for good measure then responded,
"Good morning Mrs. Hall, my weekend was pretty good thanks. How was yours?"
I caught her eying me intently, giving a long once over and immediately I started to feel self conscious. Shit is it that obvious I'm hung over or does she see any the bruises that are marked on my skin? I thought the turtleneck covered it pretty well, so why is she staring at me like that?
"My weekend was lovely, thanks Miss Swan. Went to this fantastic craft show, got me some new supplies! You really should tag along next time, you would learn a thing or two." Mrs. Hall smiled teasingly then winked at my behalf.
I returned her warm smile halfheartedly instantly feeling remorse for acting stand offish. But truthfully today of all days I really prefer not to listen in her go on and on about fuckin knitting, crafting and all the crapola associated with it. Cause the only topics on my cluttered confused brain currently are E, Jake and Seth. Well, well, speaking of the dark, sexy angel himself he's right on cue. My familiar ring tone shrilled and reflexively my hand reached inside my pocket drawing out the phone while nearly dropping my belongings in the process. Smooth Swan, smooth, get your shit together will yah?
"Are you all right there Bella?" Mrs. Hall asked her tone laced with sincere concern, glaring at my face with a curious brow raised,
"You seem, jumpy today. Oh wait, maybe its because... oh dear! I'm so sorry, how insensitive of me of course you would be jumpy, upset actually after hearing the,"
My phone continued to ring relentlessly and I sighed heavily, panic rising rapidly deep within chest and laced with overwhelming anxiousness. It's him, just know it and I have to take this call. Damn that babbling woman! Hold up, what does she mean when she suggested that I'm jumpy because of hearing something? Hearing what? Dammit, answer the phone Bella! Quickly, my lips flashed Mrs. Hall an apologetic grin then mouthed, "Excuse me I need to take this." She smiled pleasantly nodding in understanding and urging for me to answer it. Quickly I waved goodbye while stuffing my messages inside my tote then after pressing the answer key I walked briskly out of the reception area, heading towards the office's back entrance.
"E?" I answered breathlessly into the mouthpiece while my feet strolled rapidly across the lush green heading in the direction to the 5th grade building that's located on the second floor.
"Isabella, are you alright?" E greeted, his heart melting voice dripped with worry and panic.
I shook my head in bewilderment, why is he all edgy again? God this isn't going to be a repeat of last night is it? Sure hope not cause I thoroughly don't have the patience for it this morning.
"Yes, I'm fine, I was..."
"I called a couple of times the past five minutes and,"
"E, relax. I'm okay. Just got into talking with the school secretary. I swear I'm being a good girl this morning and staying out of harms way."
I grinned playfully wishing that it would pass through the other end and E would relax just a little bit. If that doesn't do the trick I can think of many, many delicious, naughty ways to make him loosen up. E breathed a soft sigh of relief into my ear and automatically trembles waved over my spine from the lovely sound of his soothing, melodic tone.
"I'm pleased that you're safe. My apologies for overreacting it's just," He cut himself short exhaling once again and in turn irritation invaded my insides.
What now? What else could he be possibly be worried about? Chill Bella, maybe he isn't, just keep your nerves under control. Okay, control, calm, I can handle that.
"Just what?" I asked casually while entering inside the stairwell and proceeded to climb up the steps.
"Nothing. Well I was thinking that this is.. nice. I mean to hear your voice and..," E chuckled the tone of his voice nervous and in reaction heat caressed my cheekbones as his shyness is making me all kinds of hot.
Come to think of it he's normally very collected and suave but there's something different about E this morning. The nervousness rolling off of him in waves because he's out of his element and in a way he is. Normally he's with me in the comfort of my bedroom in the dark and where he mostly has the upper hand, also confident because my feeble eyes are unable to distinguish much. However that may change tonight as he did hint earlier this morning during his visit and in the card that came with the flowers, that he plans to reveal himself. I'm positive he must be extremely nervous over it because truthfully I am.
"I agree, it is nice to talk to you like this via phone. All though of course I rather see you. Well, when I say see I mean preferably with the lights on or daytime actually would even be better,"
"Patience my love, tonight is the night. I'll finally show you who I am. And maybe then you'll finally understand why I hesitated all this time." E interceded solemnly, darkly and I huffed softly in response.
The tone in voice makes me extremely nervous as it's a clear indication that he's considering to back out of this and that isn't going to work for me, not at all. He promised. Besides how much longer did he honestly expect to keep up this charade of hiding in the dark business? I ceased my climbing on the stairs to lean casually against the concrete wall and then settling down my bag on the ground. While staring down at my right hand examining it distractedly, I murmured,
"You're having second thoughts, aren't you?"
"It wouldn't be in my best interest to lie, would it?" E teased with minimal enthusiasm. I scoffed bitterly rolling my eyes then E continued,
"Yes and no. As mentioned last night, this won't be easy for me and especially for you. It will undoubtedly change everything, I will most likely lose you over this."
I groaned frustratingly under my breath. Damn him! Again not in the mood for his secretive bullshit this morning, what the hell did he mean by that? Should I know? Think Bella use that college educated brain of yours, on second thought listen to your heart what is it telling you? Something is nagging at me, trying to push it's way out to the forefront and show what I've not been grasping but for whatever reason it's being blocked. While rubbing my right eye with the heel of my hand I responded in a stress edged voice,
"I don't understand, how does me finally seeing who you are going to change things? I told you already several times this chick isn't planning on going anywhere. You cant get rid of me. All though this mystery crap you do so annoyingly well may eventually drive me away. E, you have to be straight with me please. You owe me that." Part of me instantly regretted what I voiced but only cause don't really want to get into another heated discussion with him over this, since he may react not so cooperatively.
"Dear Isabella, you have no idea what you're saying." E inhaled pointedly and my mind suggested that he's pondering over the things I said.
"Selfishly, I don't want you to go anywhere. Truthfully there's no other reason to keep on existing without you. But I haven't been, forthcoming with you and I truly regret it. I promise though tonight the answers you are seeking will be discovered as many questions will be answered."
My eyebrows knitted tightly together while my teeth rubbed over my bottom lip lightly.
"See that's where I disagree with you E, I'm exactly aware of what I'm saying. I've been pretty much straight with you from the beginning, showing you and telling you what I want. All I ask for is the same in return. But you know what? Just forget it. Maybe its for the best if I don't see you just yet, you're uncomfortable about it and,"
Fuck Bella, what are you implying? Have you lost your goddamn marbles? He willing to finally reveal himself outside and in, answer all the questions you've been aching to hear the answers to. Involuntarily my lungs started to tighten like previously and a painful lump formed in the middle of my throat as water temporarily blinded my vision. Jesus what's with me today? Sensitive much?
"I agree with you wholeheartedly and because of that I intend on being completely honest with you, no matter what the cost. But there's... I fear that, just please remember my intentions are not to hurt you. But allow me to see if I'm understanding correctly now you don't wish for me to share who I am? What's the matter? Something isn't right, you can tell me." E's voice was filled with anxiety and it tugged at my heart knowing I'm the cause of it.
"I'm fine, just tired. Trying to get in teacher mode here. So really looking forward to tonight and just being with you, that's all that matters. No matter what is said, or happens, you wont hurt me that's impossible." Dammit if only my heart believes what I dish out.
"Again I sincerely apologize for the lack of sleep you consumed no thanks to me and wish I shared the same faith as you. I'm unworthy of your devotion."
There he goes on his I'm not worthy of you spiel. Does he not realize I share the same exact sentiment about him? I'm only a mere human, a selfish foolish one at that. He is a stunningly beautiful Angelic like immortal with the most selfless soul. The most Godly like being I have ever come across in my short years of life. Let's be honest here, why on earth is he wasting his precious infinite amount of time with me?
"E, like I said before you are worth losing sleep over, it's fine, really. That's what coffee is for."
I smiled gently trying to keep my tone light, fearing it may sound groggy and slurry from lack of sleep because shit I'm feeling it right this very moment.
Speaking of I need some coffee stat, where's that mug? My eyes averted down to the ground where my tote rested and a deep groan released out of my throat upon remembering that my thermos is still inside the car. Guess I'll make a quick dash over to the teachers lounge and have that nasty concoction they call coffee. Lord I must be desperate for some caffeine. After quickly retrieving my black leather bucket of a purse, my feet hurriedly climbed down the steps exiting the stairwell and then rushing over to the administration office.
"Everything all right?" E asked worriedly, naturally hearing my groan and my unsteady breathing
I chuckled shaking my head while speed walking across the lawn.
"Yeah, just having a crazy morning. But hearing your voice is making it brighter so thank you."
E laughed warmly, his smooth tone mirroring bells and in turn my chest warmed serenely. "I'm unsure what I've said to help but you're welcome. To be honest all I seem to do is upset you and,"
"Oh no no! Just stop the brooding act there right there! It's not you, I'm not upset. Is there a reason for me to be? I had a wonderful late night with this sexy, beautiful, mysterious man who by the way embodies a magic tongue."
Oh Christ Bella, you're on school grounds here, be a professional not a pervert okay?
"Beautiful and has a magical tongue? Hmm, well I'd be more then happy to show you what other magical things I can do with it later on. If you like." E hinted suggestively using a lustful yet amusing tone then chuckled when I whimpered sourly in response.
Fuck, how dare he tease me this way? When I'm all the way over here and he is, well where ever he is. He's determined to continue on with his daily torture, isn't he? He'll probably whisper some more sexy heart melting words making me soaking wet in my naughty spot and very horny by the time we hang up. Oh, this is going to be a long, long day indeed. Before I had a chance to give it right back to him up the ante with the playful flirting E suggested,
"And Isabella, please don't play me for a fool. I know you well enough by now to know when you're upset and you have every right to be. So with that, how about a peace offering? I'll stop by earlier this evening then normal. One because it will give us a chance to have more time together and two I'll have the chance to cook you dinner."
A wide grin spread my lips the second his voice cut off and my heart fluttered eagerly against my ribs while butterflies twirled around in my lower belly. Cook? He wants to cook for me? Wow he sure is pulling all the stops tonight. First he'll finally show himself, then we'll have plenty of time together and lastly he's going to cook for me. I'm unable to wrap my head around that one. My feet swiftly moved past the ajar office doors and then briskly walked across the reception area directing over to the back of the office.
"Okay you called it right. I am partly upset however if you plan to make dinner, everything else will only be a distant memory. Who am I to object to a gorgeous, alluring vampire that wants to cook for me?" I laughed amusingly, walking briskly along the long narrow hallway heading for the Teachers lounge.
"Please Isabella for the love of God, enough with the compliments." E joked mock irritably.
It breaks my heart that he thinks so low of himself. Hell, if I was a exquisitely beautiful, intelligent captivating Vampire, low self esteem wouldn't be an issue. If anything I would embrace it for what it is and love every moment of it. Really? That's easy for you to say, maybe the vampire life isn't as glamorous or out of this world as you think it may be. You still have no clue what his back story is regarding his human life and his immortal life, the end results made him the way he is. True but even so, I'm determined to boost his confidence convince him to perceive himself the way I do. Granted my brain has very little information about E to go on but that's no matter because what I do believe is that he's beautiful, gentle, giving, anything but a soulless monster.
"Dazzling, mind blowing, hot, intelligent, gentle, passionate." I rambled teasingly much to E's chagrin.
He groaned playfully a desperate attempt for me to stop my nonsense rambles but only made burst into a fit of giggles. After they settled down I dropped my voice to a near inaudible octave playing it safe in case if there were eavesdroppers present, then whispered,
"Okay in all seriousness, since when do vampires cook?"
"Well, this vampire doesn't. However I do know how to whip up a thing or two thanks to the guidance of my mother." E conceded his velvety voice even more lovely then usual and my heart rate spiked over it. Jesus I need to steady myself or may nearly faint over his sultry voice alone.
"Mushroom ravioli is your favorite meal, correct?"
I stopped dead in my tracks just a few short steps away from the Teachers Lounge, my eyes blinked then widened in utter disbelief. The blood inside my flesh ran cold while every inch of my veins tingled over his shocking unexpected question. How did he... Oh why even fuckin question it Bella? He finds out these things someway that sexy, sneaky stalk vamp he is. No there's more to it then that. How else would he have knowledge of such personal things about me? Wake up Bella, examine all of the clues carefully and you will draw to the conclusion that he could possibly be.. no, impossible, no.
"Yes, um, its my favorite. Well one of my favorite meals." I stammered nervously in ill attempt to ignore my screaming conscience.
"Excellent, so its settled. I'll bring dinner and dessert and after we'll proceed from there." E confirmed quietly then sighed wistfully and my lips pulled into a deep frown.
My brain wonderfully reminded what he just said, dessert. I'm never the gal to turn down especially if "dessert" is licking his silky, sweet, thick member. Actually that would make a perfect dinner and breakfast the next morning.
"So, what's for dessert?" I prodded using my best seductive voice.
E grunted deeply over the erotic sounds, then exhaling slowly and I couldn't help but proudly smile over his reaction to my pretty damn good attempt at flirting. Touchdown for Swan!
"Anything you desire." E replied without missing a beat.
His melt like butter voice set my sex on fire and honey pooled out and it was near impossible to hold back the moan that ached to escape my mouth. But of course he had to go ruin the moment and my damn daydreams by purposely adding,
"Within reason."
I huffed clearly disappointed and E laughed softly while my eyes trained up aiming for the wall clock and frowned immediately over the time. Sadly this call has to end soon cause well I have a job to do and the day is still only beginning, dammit.
"No worries about dessert E. Dinner is more then enough especially because well, you don't even eat. I'm trying to wrap my head around the fact that you even cook its just unexpected."
"Don't be too impressed just yet. Wait until you try the meal first."
E kidded teasingly and I giggled the smile growing bigger on my face. Even though the morning started rough, things seem to be looking up now. Maybe when I call Jake later there's a chance that we can work things out and maybe with Seth too. Yeah what delusional land are you living in?
"I'm sure I'll love it, so guess I'll see you when I see you, right?"
A wave of sadness washed over, a telltale sign that we will be parting any moment. I caught sadness in his voice as well when he murmured,
"Yes, count on it. Have a good day Isabella, take care."
"You too. Well what am I saying? Of course you can take care of yourself cause.." I shook my head over my ridiculous babbling then added, "Well, I'll miss you."
"Me too mio angelo bello."
My heart simply melted over his lovely response and his love etched tone. While drawing out a soft gust of breath my feet moved again directing me the way to the lounge once more.
"All right, well um, see you later. Bye E."
"Goodbye Bella," He responded weariness and pain in his voice literally about crushed my chest. Before given the opportunity to keep him on the line for even a few more seconds, he disconnected.
Just as well because my ass needs to get moving and pronto. Shit there's only ten minutes left before the kids start waiting by the door. Thankfully since my mood had completely changed because of E surprising but delightful phone call, there's no need to put on a show to everyone who's inside the lounge. The most likely loopy appearing grin that was etched on my face dissipated quickly when several heads turned over in my direction the moment I entered the room. Every single staff member glared directly at my face with saddened pitying eyes as they watched me walk slowly over to the coffee pot. All right, what's the deal here? Do I have something stuck to my hair, a stain on my shirt? Something else embarrassing that is noticeable to others but I haven't discovered? Or maybe I'm getting canned.
Oh God, is the Principal planning on firing me? No, why would she? I'm one of the top teachers in the school, not to toot my own horn but its true. The proof is in the Teacher of the Year award I received last year, backed up by the praise that's given to me on a weekly basis. Okay, cross that theory out. Speaking of the Principal I need to speak with Mr. Davey or Mrs. Hollins regarding the incident with Mike on Friday, to say I'm dreading it would be an understatement. I've already been through the ringer this morning but to have to deal with reporting on Mike douchebag Newton on top of that? But he deserves it and I promised Jake. Jake. An overwhelming wave of remorse blanketed my heart and struggled all my might to shove it aside, at least momentarily.
"Good Morning Bella." greeted Jennie Stevens a fellow fifth grade teacher, while flashing a pleasant smile that didn't meet her eyes.
Her eyes then studied my face carefully while cocking her head sideways. "How are you this morning? I mean, how are you holding up?"
Holding up? What is she talking about? And seriously what's with the dreary mood everyone seems to be in? Does it have to do with why Mrs. Hall was acting so strangely before? As much as part of me dreads to find out, the bigger part is beyond curious to unravel what everyone else apparently knows except me. I must have worn a puzzled expression because then Mr. Tan one of the PE coaches, piped up,
"You mean you didn't hear?"
"Hear what?" I demanded in a louder tone then intended and everyone in the room directly stared at me in appall with faces masked in a sympathetic expression.
Okay, now it's time to freak out. A bundle of nerves swam relentlessly within and caused my stomach twist in multiple knots and my heart pumping almost violently didn't help any matters. Before long my limbs started to numb as a flow of panic circulated evenly. Bella, deep breaths now, relax, maybe it's not as bad as you think.
Jennie rose from her seat, strolling over to me tentatively then halted when she stood inches away from where I'm positioned. She placed a comforting hand over my left shoulder while looking at me forlornly with her kind blue eyes. Her features displayed worry and her eyebrows deeply pulled in together as she suggested,
"Bella, you should probably sit down for this."
For some reason her words didn't settle well and as a result, my heart caught in the middle of my throat. All eyes were on me once more their faces mirroring solemn and disbelief and then things began to register. My mind took me back recollecting what E had voiced last night before I fully slipped to unconsciousness, something that I'm positive he didn't want or expected me to hear...
"I had to. He was going to...I couldn't let him. I vow with every fiber of my being that he will never hurt you again."
Was he referring to Mike maybe, right? Why do I have this sickening feeling that what E implied has notably to do with whatever is going on. Judging from the expression on Jennie's face and eyes, my theory may unfortunately be true.
"Sit down? Why? What's going on?" I finally responded, confused, throwing Jennie a sharp impatient stare. Hoping she will just fuckin spill what ever the hell it is but was interrupted by Mr. Brown, a fourth grade teacher who bellowed,
"Shh everyone! Listen, they're talking about it again on the news."
The room became eerily silent and I watched in utter puzzlement and wonder as Mr. Brown turned up the volume on the small flat screen, which laid on top of the tv stand in the middle of the lounge. Everyone intently eyed the ridiculously cake faced and designer dressed anchorwoman speak in a professional monotone,
"There's been no further updates regarding the unexpected disappearance of a Port Angeles resident 24 year old Elementary PE coach Mike Newton, who was last seen at the Twilight Tavern late Friday evening. Mr. Newton's car was discovered and searched through at the Tavern parking lot by authorities, who came up empty handed as there was no evidence of attack or foul play."
"The PAPD had just started an investigation after Mr. Newton's roommate Connor Evans reported him missing on Saturday informing the police that Mr. Newton didn't return home after visiting the bar late Friday evening. A full time bartender at the Twilight Tavern informed our on the scene reporter that Mr. Newton attended the establishment alone, stayed for a few hours until the manager suggested Mr. Newton vacate the premises after consuming one too many drinks. They were no witness to confirm whether they saw Mr. Newton enter his car and leave, so unfortunately the police have very little clues to go with at this time." She continued with that same plastic robotic smile on her neutral face.
I looked on attentively, numbly while every part of my torso's insides froze as panic remained to attack mercilessly. The hammering beating of my heart clouded my eardrums so greatly, what I made out next sounded distorted and muffled but even so, each word registered.
"Our Action News reporter Brian Davis had a chance to speak with Newton's roommate who had this to say,"
"This just...this isn't like Mike. He'd always head to the tavern once in a while, meet up with friends, get some drinks and then go straight back home. For him to not go back home and it's almost three days later... I don't even want to think about what could have happened to him. Just hope he's okay. If anyone knows something or finds him, please notify the police." The air in my lungs nearly gave out as my widened eyes observed the panic and terrified look that laced Connor's features.
This is bad, really bad. This isn't, this cant be... happening.
"Police have been searching throughout the city and it's limits extensively but haven't found any evidence as to where Mike Newton may have went. They are also questioning family and close friends of his in hopes what they say will give them some leads that will assist with their search. Now back to you Stephen."
I didn't even notice Jennie was speaking to me until she wrapped an arm around my shoulders, throwing a sympathetic glare as she tried to smile comfortingly.
"Bella, I'm so sorry. Mike was one of your friends from high school right? Are you going to be okay? I can't believe you didn't know."
"All of this is just unbelievable! One of our very own. I agree with his friend there Coach Newton wouldn't just skip town without notifying someone. It doesn't make any sense, why would he leave without his car? Unless he called for a ride but then again he never returned home so," Mr. Brown wondered incredulously, shaking his head and the others nodded in agreement all their faces mirroring intense worry.
My eyes held their gaze at the tv staring at it blankly as everything my ears heard began to slowly sink in. Mike is... missing, possibly kidnapped and maybe dragged to a remote place where someone ended his life. All thought Newton is a fuckin prick, perverted asswipe but nonetheless, he doesn't even deserve this. He's still a human being for crying aloud! Yeah one that tried to rape you Bella, remember? Just a couple of days ago. No he wouldn't have raped me he was just messing around, going a bit overboard with the flirting that's all. That's all? Are you delusional? He had every intention of raping you and you know it. And there's no doubt in my mind that E was there that day at the school, lurking around and watching it all almost unfold. Oh. my. God. How did I miss this all this time? That was his voice that pleaded for me to run. It wasn't my imagination. It was the same voice that spoke to me out on the balcony that late night when I reminisced Renee. Holy shit! Mike's unexpected disappearance is no coincidence. E. He's responsible. No, he wouldn't, he... E... The back of my mind then replayed his melodic tone repeatedly,
"I had to, he was going to...I couldn't let him. I vow with every fiber of my being that he will never hurt you again."
E wouldn't, didn't, he's not a monster. He's gentle, loving and has a soul in his undead body. He's incapable of murdering a man in cold blood especially over jealous rage or to protect me because he assumed Mike would hurt me. Naive Bella, so naive, my consciousness sarcastically lashed. Out of my own control my hands trembled while my brain once more taunted me with previous comments from E.
"Isabella, listen to me very carefully. You have to promise me on your life that you won't ever underestimate who I am. That if at anytime you feel you are in grave danger, you free yourself and run and keep running."
"I'm the world's most dangerous predator, everything about me lures you in. My voice, my scent, my appearance. Don't ever underestimate my self control."
All the warnings E had given blended together, repeating relentlessly in my shocked state of mind. My mouth opened in horror releasing a strangled gasp and my hand concealed it moments too late. Scorching wetness then glided swiftly out of my eyes and the well known signs of hyperventilating came into light. Good God haven't I dealt with enough this morning? I tried to steady my breathing but to no avail instead gasping frantic and rapid while my chest caved in painfully. My lungs constricted tightening in such a vice grip that it nearly choked the oxygen supply slipping away more and more by the second.
"I think she's in shock. Maybe we should get Mrs. Sawyer." Jennie stated in a panicked low voice, trying to be discreet for my benefit I'm guessing.
Don't know, don't care, I just have to get out of this room now. But my lead like feet wouldn't motion choosing to remain planted on the floor beneath them. Dammit move Bella, move! I shook my head vigorously in hopes it would subside the voices that played inside, loud and clear, advertising what I already know.
"They've been no further updates regarding the unexpected disappearance of a Port Angeles resident, 24 year old Elementary PE coach Mike Newton, who was last seen at the Twilight Tavern late Friday evening."
"No evidence of attack or foul play."
"I'm the world's most dangerous predator. I helped you more then you could possibly imagine."
Oh my God! It's true, it has to be! He's responsible for... E was the one who grabbed Mike at an opportune time attacked him, then ditched him somewhere, probably buried his remains where no one would ever find them. God no, please let this be some sort of sick, cruel joke but of course deep down I'm fully aware it's anything but. My feet finally moved to my relief racing out of the Teachers Lounge while ignoring my fellow colleagues plea's for me to stop, asking how I'm holding up and suggesting I visit with the Guidance Counselor. No, don't want to visit the fuckin counselor and certainly don't want anyone's shoulder to cry on. The only person I needed to see right now was the one with the answers. Before a few minutes ago, I've never been so terrified in my entire life or frightened of the one man that I kept convincing myself not to be, even repeatedly admitting to him I'm not. Yet he was right all along. He is a monster.
The man I thought I knew and naively believed that he's more then what he thinks of himself, is indeed a predator, one that committed such an inconceivable act. Who is he? The inhumanly Godly person that I became acquainted with, falling for deeper and deeper every time we were together. And to think I wanted him to make love to me. For God sakes I kissed him multiple times let him pleasure my body repeatedly and cut him a break for stalking me for almost a year without my knowledge. Then stupidly pretty much dismissed the fact he destroyed Jake's bike and trusted him cause he asked me to and like the naive moron I am, I caved. Caved because I was feeling some sort of connection with him. Not just the physical all though I'd be lying if I said that wasn't a factor. But there was without a doubt an emotional connection as well, a bond we shared that was undeniable no matter how much my gut warned against it.
For some insane reason I felt safe with him, familiar, as there are many similarities between him and green eyes. Too eerie for words yet still believe it's a coincidence. For one thing a devastating fact remains true, green eyes is gone. And he would have never done such an unspeakable act, even to Mike Newton who had put green eyes through hell most of high school. He just wasn't that type of person. But E on the other hand is very capable because first and foremost he's a monster, a vampire above all else. E himself warned me on several occasions about what he is but I was too fuckin blind and ignorant to listen. The evidence is as clear as day, he flat out confessed the unknown crime last night while I was half asleep. Did he ever plan to confess when I was awake and coherent? Probably not cause I'd call him out on who he is, a parasite one with no respect for human life. Bella if that was true don't you think you'd be a lifeless corpse by now? He's sparred you plenty of times, perfect example last night, he tasted your damn blood then used all his will and strength not to slaughter you. Besides E claims his family only feeds on the blood of animals. Well that could very well be a lie just like all the other spiel he's fed to me regarding his love and devotion and his reasons for protecting me for my own good. Total bullshit, all of it. Christ, I'm unsure what to think or believe anymore.
The deep trance I was under faded upon hearing gushing, trickling sounds coming from the bathroom sink. My eyes cast up and over to examine the foggy mirror above the sink. Jesus don't even remember coming in here. I look like shit, like a person who's world seems to be crumbling at their feet. Enough with the melodrama, step off the soap box here. Get it together Swan, splash your face with water and face the day. You can do this. Recognizable yet irritating buzzing sounds rang throughout the small bathroom indicated that classes will begin shortly. Dammit, the first warning bell. Hurriedly I doused my face with ice cold water finding it to be helpful in waking me up and snapping me out of the zombie spell I'm under. Moments later I jogged my way over to the 5th grade building that's located upstairs, while internally cursing mother nature for cruelly bathing my body in rainwater. Could anything else go wrong today? Truthfully at this rate, I'm welcoming the distraction knowing that having some quality time with my students will get me through the rest of the day or so I thought it would...
"Summer, can you please tell us the answer to number 4?" I asked Summer Larson one of the shyest and brightest kids in class, especially in the subject of Math.
Luckily for her we are on that subject this very moment going over the 10 minute Math problem answers. It's mid afternoon, lunch had just ended and the students were settled back in the room wound up and all too eager for the day to be over with even though there's more two hours to go. Two hours, God can this day drag any longer? Now I understand exactly where the kids are coming from. Personally, I'm beyond the point of exhaustion and so mentally drained I think my brain is officially marshmallow creme. However have to keep trucking because if not the replays of that news report will taunt the back of my mind. Then right after E, Jacob and even Seth will invade my thoughts. Dammit, I feel a headache making way, probably an after effect from heaving my lunch earlier dumping it inside the poor porcelain bowl. My nerves have been beyond shot since, I've been here in body all day but my mind definitely elsewhere. I leaned forward heavily against the modern maple wood desk, patiently waiting on Summer's answer. What in the world is taking her so long? She usually answers in two seconds flat with confidence. My eyelids slipped closed then rubbed my temples firmly with my pointer fingers.
"Um, Miss Swan?" Summer's angelic voice broke through my clouded, stress filled mind.
My lids reluctantly pried opened leaving my orbs to land directly at Summer who had a puzzled yet worried expression on her young pretty face with pursed lips. And I didn't miss how the rest of the class including the Teachers Assistant Ryan Hall, were staring at me like I'm a naked statue at an art museum.
I nodded my head slowly, "Yes, Summer?"
Summer then threw me a sheepish grin her cheeks reddening slightly as she muttered in a tiny tone,
"Um, you already asked for number four's answer two times."
My brows raised skeptically, my cheeks flaming sheepishly when a few of the students giggled under their breath.
"Oh I did, didn't I? Sorry about that." My head shook incredulously while combing through my damp locks roughly with shaky fingers.
"Okay, then why dont we..."
"Have silent reading time." Ryan interceded with a assuring smile over in my direction.
Several unison groans spread throughout the room but quickly died down when Ryan instructed for the students to take out their reading level books and read quietly for ten minutes. I breathed out heavily relieved that the room was now so hauntingly silent that you could probably hear a pin drop. Then buried my face deeply in my hands while releasing several deep breaths, again battling with stopping the zombie like state I'm under. I didn't even realize Ryan was kneeling by my side until his gentle hand touched my shoulder.
"Hey um, Miss Swan? Is everything alright?"
I peeked over at him through parted fingers giving him a long once over. Deep down I'm immensely grateful for Ryan's save and being able to handle it all when I couldn't. However the bitchy side of me, the part that's extremely hurt, scared and confused wanted to tell Ryan to butt the hell out and let me do my job, which is exactly what I did before my brain even thought it through.
"Yeah Ryan, I'm fine. Fine enough and very capable of handling that without your know it all interference. So I'd appreciate it next time if you let me do my job." I made sure to enunciate the last few words slowly so that Padawan here would be clear on where I stand.
I flinched remorsefully when hearing Ryan gulp, his eyelids blinked rapidly while he scrambled up to his feet. Oh nice one Swan, what are you going for now, bitch of the year? Cause for sure you would win no contest. My face and heart fell in response over the hurt and awestruck look laced on Ryan's cute features and he is cute. The typical nice all around guy you'd be proud to introduce your parents to.
"I understand Miss Swan. I apologize for overstepping. Maybe I should, um, leave for the day." Ryan turned on his heel directing over to where his belongings were on the other side of my desk when I protested,
"No, please. Don't leave. I'm deeply sorry Ryan. It's been a really rough day."
I sighed as a deep frown creased my mouth. Ryan quickly made his way back over to my desk, then leaned against the side of it casually and turned to face me. His kind hazel eyes met my orbs while he raked a hand through his short, medium brown locks.
"Yeah, no offense but I can tell." He chuckled nervously and I joined in after presenting a warm yet shy grin,
"Ryan, how many times have I told you to call me Bella?"
Ryan chuckled again grinning awkwardly, "Right, sorry Miss, I mean Bella. Anyway are you sure you're okay? Don't mean to stick my nose it where it doesn't belong but,"
Ryan paused his eyes then averted down to purposely avoid my gaze. "I heard about Coach Newton and,"
I groaned inwardly while attempting to keep my composure collected. Why is everyone walking on eggshells with me regarding Mike? Not to be a bitch but shit him and I were never really friends, so what's with everyone assuming I'm devastated like the guy died and he was my best friend. Okay Bella that's harsh even for you. I sighed heavily while stealing a haste glance over at the kids, checking in and relieved to see them silently reading.
"Yeah I'm fine. Well, not fine. It's awful that Mike's missing, I hope he'll be found soon."
Truthfully part of me really hopes that the police or a random stranger discovers him somewhere hung over and unharmed since it was reported he over did it on the drinking. However in the back of my mind, the bitter part wishes that whatever happened to him woke him up, opened his eyes to the kind of scumbag he turned out to be. Maybe E taught him that, maybe he... Bella, are you listening to yourself? Enormous tides of guilt punched my gut making me realize how awful I am for thinking such cruel things.
"Say Ryan, can you do me a favor? Take over class the rest of the day please? I just, need to leave. Something really important needs to be taken care of." I asked in a extra sweet tone staring at him shamelessly under my eyelashes in hopes harmless flirting will get him to do whatever I asked.
Ryan nodded in understanding, "Of course, it's clear you're upset over what's going on with Coach Newton. No problem. I have it covered from here."
And that was enough to get my body in motion launching off the chair quickly like a lightening bolt had struck my ass. Then hastily gathered my belongings and after hurriedly jotted down on a piece of note paper what Ryan needed to do for the rest of the afternoon. After announcing to the class that I had an emergency and that I'll see them tomorrow I double checked with Ryan making sure he was comfortable in my leaving. Even though he's done it in the past when I had to leave early a few weeks back because of a nasty stomach flu I picked up from one of the students. Besides he's been a TA for several other teachers prior to being mine which shows he has the experience so I'm not the slightest bit concerned. If anything remorse pang struck my heart because of the brilliant lie I told through my teeth. Shameful you are Swan. After gushing a big thank you to Ryan and a wave of goodbye, I bolted out of the classroom.
While on the way out of campus I made sure to stop by the office, to inform the staff about my leaving early and that the TA will take my place. They assured kindly they'd inform the Principal then asked how I was holding up and giving sympathetic glares my way which was annoying. But I continued on with my charade, telling them I'm fine giving them a good performance and after hightailed out before they had a chance to corner me. Noisy ass persistent women. Several minutes later while approaching Forks city limits, my mind raced furiously as the destination approached closer by the minute. To say I was nervous about where I was heading, would be a understatement. However there's no choice, I refuse to turn the car back around now. Don't worry Bella relax it's just Jake. Yeah, Jake. Then why is there this relentless, heavy feeling nagging deep in my gut? A clear warning that something very, very wrong may lie ahead.
Credits: Bella's Dream has some direct lines from the New Moon movie/book credit to SM & Summit!
A/N: All right be honest my lovelies, did anyone see that coming about Mike? I think a couple of you who talked to me privately guessed correctly, great job! Just for that if you give me a sweet, kick ass review, I will message you a sneak peak of Chapter 11! Which btw will BLOW your mind! Along with all the chapters after that, believe me MORE surprises are in store! Thanks for reading as always and I should/plan to post Chapter 11 quicker! This week I should have more free time, so hopefully I may be able to post Chappies 11, 12 maybe even 13. I will try my hardest, bare with me :) Don't forget reviews equal sneak peak. See you all in Chapter 11 :)