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Dust On the Piano

Chapter Ten: In Your Arms

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Bella's POV

I can't remember anything from yesterday after I blacked out. Well, I don't remember anything that makes any kind of sense. I remember stern voices, a girl yelling, and then nothing. I went in and out of consciousness on the way to the hospital, and apparently, it was because Edward's father, who I barely got to say hello too, had some morphine on hand.

I personally found it strange that even a doctor had those kinds of drugs lying around in the trunk of their car, but as strange as this weekend has been, nothing could surprise me at this point.

I woke up when the car stopped. Edward got out and picked me up, cradling me in his arms as we walked into the hospital. We got a 'cut in the front of line' pass because of Carlisle. It all went by in a haze: the cast and the stitches. Poor Humpy Bella…who actually got put back together again. If I could have, I would have shuddered if Edward hadn't popped in just in the nick of time. But I was way too doped up on drugs.

I spent half the time sleeping. All I was aware of were those stone cold arms wrapped around my body. I was never on a hospital bed for very long. The smell of hospitals made me nauseous anyway. The last thing I needed was to be in one of their beds. I had never told Edward this, but somehow he knew I would enjoy his arms more. Or he was just that protective of me. Whatever it was, I didn't care. Having him close was just like heaven.

And there I go being all sappy and girly. Edward…if only you knew the thoughts you made me think.

Before I knew it, we were back in the car, in the backseat in silence. I was awake enough to finally notice I was in the car with Edward's family. I wanted to say hello, but feeling too intimated, I settled on staring at Edward's face in the dark. I felt shift his neck to look down at me. As my eyes adjusted to the dark, I could actually see his face, and then his beautiful eyes as the clouds shifted and the moon shone down on us.

We stayed like that, me in his lap, staring into his eyes, all the way back to campus. It was just…perfect.

Edward said his goodbyes to his family. Apparently, they had to get back to their home to attend to something "urgent". I tried to squeak a hello, but Edward had already turned on his heels and was carrying me back to the dorms. Except we weren't going to his room.

"Edward, where are we going?" I coughed. It had been a long time since I spoke, or had anything to drink…or eat… Man, I may as well be a vampire. Where's the blood?

Ha…bad joke.

He smiled down at me. "We're going to your room. Aren't you tired of being in my room? Besides, it's pretty torn up from all the festivities from this weekend." He half smiled and kept walking slowly, probably afraid of dropping me.

"That makes sense, though. I'm sick of your room. Wait…how do you know where my room is?" I asked. Creepy, stalker Edward.

"I can smell it. Yes, that sounds very strange, but at least it's the truth," he said, giving me a light kiss on my forehead. I nearly melted into a puddle right there.

We approached my door, and I pulled out my keys. He held me with ease in one arm while opening the door with the other. He stepped inside and set me down on my high bed. Edward took some of the billions of pillows on my bed and made a wedge so I could prop up my leg. I had this thing; I liked to be buried in pillows when I go to bed, because when I wake up, they'll all be on the floor. Also, dorm beds stink.

I laid down on the rest of my pillows, and Edward took his place beside me. I reached out for his hand, and he entwined his fingers in mine. I rubbed my thumb over his knuckles and sighed.

It was Sunday. It was only on Thursday night when I first met Edward in passing. And then, I thought my life was spiraling downhill from there. But now that I'm here, Sunday night with a broken leg, cuts, and bruises, my happiness and love for Edward was off the charts.

"Um…Edward?" I started. He nodded, urging me to continue.

"I don't think I've said it, but…I love you. And today, without you near me, was torture…I don't want you to leave me like that again," I whispered. He chuckled. What about this was funny? I pouted.

Taking my chin in his hands, he said, "Bella, I love you, too. Believe me; I couldn't wait to get back to you. And I'm so sorry I couldn't get back here fast enough to keep you from harm, but please know, I'll never leave you unprotected again. I promise you." He leaned down and kissed my lips lightly.

But I wasn't having any of that.

I wrapped my arms around his neck and slipped my tongue past his lips, slowly tracing the ridges of the roof of his mouth. Then began the tongue war. Finally, he let me win, but I had to pull back for air. I was gasping and laughing at the same time. It was fun to finally feel relaxed around Edward.

"So, we love each other?" I asked, smirking at me.

"Yes. Definitely." He smirked back at me.

"Well, I assume that means we're dating now." I put my chin between my forefinger and thumb, very thoughtful.

"Bella, my love, I think dating would be an understatement, but in simple terms, yes. In my terms, I'm thinking more soul mate status," he said in a 'as a matter of fact' tone. He moved his hand to my hip, rubbing circles around it. I could feel the deep blush rising to my cheeks. "And I love that blush, Bella."

"Shut up!" I hid my face in my hands giggling. He pulled my hands from my face and kissed my cheek.

"Your blush is cute, and I would appreciate it if you didn't hide it from me."

"Fine…" I pouted. Without the drama clouding everything, it was like we had been together for years. And hopefully we would be together for years after this.

"So Bella, do you feel dirty?" he cocked an eyebrow up at me.

"What the shit… Not in the way you're thinking!" I exclaimed.

"Um, actually, I was just going to see if you wanted to take a bath. And before you ask, I know a place where there is a bathtub that doesn't have crabs."

"Oh… Well then… Let's go." I wiggled my eyebrows and he shook his head. He got off the bed, and I told him where all my things were so we could take the mysterious journey to the bathtub. I looked at the clock, surprised to find it was only 9:30. Shit, this day was going on forever, but looking over at Edward, I didn't really want it to end.

Edward actually knew where there was a good bathtub in this school. Apparently, there were some faculty living quarters on campus. But because no professor would be caught dead living side-by-side students. These rooms were empty, including the bathtub with Jacuzzi jets in them.

I began to strip, blushing the entire time. I couldn't even stop myself from giggling profusely when he helped me remove my large pants, leaving me only in my bra and panties.

We sat on the cold tile, staring at each other. It was only twelve hours ago, that we were in this type of setting, except I was more embarrassed then.

I took off my bra, exposing my perky breasts. Without breaking eye contact, he slide off my panties, leaving me naked before him.

Eight hours before this, I was panting below him, in complete bliss.

My eyes were locked on his as I watched his eyes trail up and down my body. I got wet just watching him, watching the lust grow in his eyes.

"Well, we had better get you washed up then," he mumbled, picked me up, and setting me slowly into the warm water.

"Ahhhh…that feels wonderful!" I chirped, settling down as far as I could, while letting my broken leg hang outside of the tub.

I could barely see Edward over all the bubbles. I giggled and blew some of them out of my line if vision. Clusters of bubbles flew up into the air and landed on Edward's nose.

I giggled. "Aren't you cute?" I smirked. I heard a growl rumble low in Edward's throat.

"Very funny, love. Now sit still, you're a very dirty girl." He chuckled at my expression that read I-have-nothing-witty-to-respond-with.

Edward got behind me with some apple scented shampoo. I heard it squirt out of the bottle, the rubbing of his hands working up lather, and the final plop on my head.

He massaged the lather into my scalp, and I couldn't be happier. He gently rubbed small circles into my scalp, every now and then using his nails to scratch my head and behind my ears. I purred and leaned back into his hands. I faintly heard a snigger, but I was too relaxed to care. He was probably taking the opportunity to feel cocky, knowing he could make me purr underneath his touch.

I was almost asleep, when he removed his hands. I whined.

"No whining, we're here to wash you up, silly. Now dunk your head," he stated.

I grumbled and rinsed my hair in the bath water. I sat back up, and he started working the conditioner in my hair.

"So Edward," I began. "Why was your family in such a hurry when we left them?"

I felt him stop for only a second and continue massaging my scalp.

"Well actually, they didn't have anything they really needed to attend to. They just weren't ready for you to ask them a bunch of questions just yet. But don't worry, my love, you'll get to meet them soon enough," he cooed, and kissed my wet cheek.

I sighed. "I hope that they like me…" I trailed off.

"I don't think you need to worry about that. I think they were just surprised that you still wanted to be around me after finding out about the world of vampires." He laughed bitterly.

Attempting to brighten the subject, I kept going. "How soon will I get to meet them?" I asked.

"How does this weekend sound? It's Veteran's day weekend this weekend. It would be perfect."

He patted my head, I suppose to convey that I should rinse again. I dunked down and pondered meeting his family. I guess that would be fine. I mean, Edward would protect me if they got out of hand…wouldn't he?

Sensing my worry, he spoke. "Bella, I doubt you have to worry about my family liking you. I would think you would be more concerned with them eating you, but you don't have to worry about that either, remember? No human blood," he said, before moving to the front of my body.

"Sure, I'll go," I said finally, resulting in him grinning from ear to ear.

He nodded and picked up the soap and went to touch my body.

"Edward, what are you doing?" I gasped.

"What does it look like? I'm going to clean you up."

"I believe I learned how to wash myself when I was five," I said flatly.

"Are you sure you don't want any help?" His voice turned husky as he leaned in, and rubbed the bar of soap over my breasts. My breath hitched in my throat.

"Maybe just a little," I breathed out.

Edward rubbed the soap over my shoulders, leaving trails of bubbles behind him. Edward put the soap down and rubbed his cold soapy hands over my breasts, almost instantaneously making my nipples erect in the process. I moaned when he massaged the soap into my tight shoulders.

One of his hands disappeared underneath the bubbles, only to pull me up out of the water with one hand. On a normal, day I would have thrashes around, but I felt completely at ease in his hands.

He picked up the soap once again and rubbed my torso down, skipped over my wet heat and rubbed down my thighs and my exposed calf. Then he retraced his steps. He rubbed the bar of soap over my clit, making me cry out. He smiled at me, but kept rubbing. He was actually trying to get me clean!

"Edward…" I warned. He was going to drive me flippin' crazy!

He set me back down in the water, and got back behind me. Now that I look at the water, I really was a mess. This water was black.

"Yes, Bella?" he asked me sweetly, trailing his nails down the front of my body. I gasped, but I wanted him to know…

"I…I want you to touch me," I stuttered.

He tweaked my nipples between his thumb and index finger.

"Touch you…how?" he asked, taking his right hand and let it drift under the bubbles and to hover over my clit.

I thrust into his hands. "I want you to…to...to…Jesus Edward, put those fingers inside me already!" I grunted and turned my head to kiss him. I felt him smile into my lips and I nearly died when he shoved two fingers inside.

He took no time to pick up the momentum. He thrust his fingers in and out, hitting my g-spot with ease. I panted and met his thrusts as best as I could in the bathtub with a broken leg. I moaned his name while he kept striking my spot, curling his fingers forward every time.

With a one finger thrust, I saw stars and screamed his name into the night. I sunk into the bath, gasping for air.

"Enjoy yourself, love?" He smiled. Edward had such a dashing smile. I nodded, blushing in response. He nodded back at me, and got a towel.

He picked me up, sat me on a chair, and began drying off my body. He dressed me despite my protests that I could do it myself. I had a feel that this would be a problem, he would always insist on helping me. But I knew that I probably would lose most of the time, strictly because he cared so much that he wanted to do everything he could to help me. I mean, I feel the same way for him. I could let him get away with being overly masculine every now and then. I think.

Before I knew it, we were back in my room, lying on the bed again, chatting about nothing in particular. Tomorrow he said he was going to carry me to every class because I'm too clumsy to be trusted to get around campus alone. And once again, I caved. I whined about all the homework I didn't do this weekend, and Edward said he would bribe all the teachers to give me an extension. I, of course, was horrified by the idea, and he laughed at me.

We talked about all the insignificant things until I fell asleep in his arms.

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