A/N- Back with Chapter 11 and would like to thank everyone once again for reading this story and giving it a chance!
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Long chapter...almost 13000 words, next chapter is even longer, hope you all don't mind.
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BPOV
Most people find relief once an assignment is finished and done. They find even more relief once they hand it in to their teacher because it's out of their hands and there is nothing left for them to do. You worked your hardest and you hand it in for grading, wishing and hoping that you have achieved a good enough grade. But I don't feel like that today… at all. As I sit here and clutch the completed assignment within my hands all I can think about is one thing.
Edward.
What does Edward have to do with handing in a completed assignment? Well, the fact that it is completed is the most disappointing part for me. If I could have stretched out this assignment for the rest of the year, I would have. I would have stretched out the time just so it would give me more time to spend with him. One on one time… Time to ourselves where we seem to find comfort in one another's company… Time where we talk, chat and listen to music and discuss almost everything there is. We don't have everything in common, there a few things that we like differently but that's what I love about it, the fact that I could learn from him and he could learn from me. But you see, that alone time has come to an end because the only reason that time was feasible for the both of us was because we had an assignment to execute. That assignment forced us together, forced us to put aside the differences we had in the beginning and talk like civilized people. And once we were able to do that, I found I couldn't get enough of him. He was everything I never wanted in a guy. But now, he was everything I wanted… because I wanted him… him and only him.
"Can I please have your assignments on my desk please?" Mr. Molena called as soon as he entered the lab snapping me out of my reverie. I sighed.
"Want me to do it?" Edward offered holding his hand out for the assignment.
"Ok," I agreed as I handed it to him.
He got up from his seat and walked to the front of the class to place the bulky assignment on Mr. Molena's desk. I focused on his ass. On his narrow hips that barely held up the pair of distressed jeans that hung low. His white and blue high top Nikes. His blue t-shirt with white Abercrombie zip–up hoodie on top. He looked just like a super model. He nonchalantly threw the assignment onto Mr. Molena's desk and then turned back around to walk back to our bench. His hair was a little tamed today. He had it brushed back away from his face but it was still a wayward of strands. He looked beyond sexy.
I looked down and onto the book in front of me so he wouldn't catch me staring at him. Although he has caught me staring more times than I would like to admit over the past couple of weeks.
"I think we did well." He stated confidently as he took his seat.
"Let's hope so."
"I know we did." He said seriously, "You tackled that shit without hesitation and when I went through it I was impressed and I actually realized I hadn't done much of it myself." He chuckled lightly.
"That's ok, it was still a team effort. You did great." I answered as I turned to look at him. He gave his crooked grin and I felt my heart stutter at the beautiful sight that I had to look away.
Mr. Molena called the class to order and had us copy a whole bunch of notes off the board. I was stealing glances in Edward's direction from the corner of my eye the whole time, I couldn't help it. He smelt great. He had this cologne that he always used, it was a little spicy but smooth and sweet at the same time. I loved it. I craved it.
Once class was finished, I felt disenchanted because I didn't want to leave. It would be safe to say that I have become addicted to the time I have spent with Edward. I loved his company, I loved our times in his room and I had to fight back the disappointment I felt building up inside of me when I realized I probably wouldn't have that opportunity again. We were just going to be biology partners… period.
"What are you doing after school?" Edward asked casually as he gathered his notes and books and began shoving them in his bag.
"Just going home… Jake might come over for dinner." As soon as I mentioned Jake I regretted it. I knew Edward didn't like Jacob so there really was no reason to mention him.
"Cool." He said sounding not cool about it what so ever.
"You?"
"Just going home." He said shrugging.
We both stood there staring at each other for a few moments. I was thinking of how things have changed, how I feel lost now that I have no plans with him after school. It was sort of stupid of me because it had only been 2 weeks of us working on this assignment. But it had become such a routine, a routine I looked forward to more than anything, so now to think that was over, I did feel kinda lost. I wasn't sure what was going through his mind but he seemed deep in thought. I wasn't sure how long we stood there just staring at each other till Mike snapped us out of it.
"Bella."
"Hey, Mike." I said drawing my attention from Edward's angel face to Mike.
"That assignment was pretty tough huh?"
"I thought it was ok." I said without thinking. I just made him feel like an idiot. "Edward was a big help." I corrected so I wouldn't sound conceited.
Mike's eyes flickered to Edward in surprise while Edward looked over at me with a smirk.
"So, I'm going to head off to gym." I stated breaking the awkward silence.
"I'll walk you." Mike offered with a smile.
"Sure." I turned to Edward and hated that I wasn't sure when I would see him again. I knew most likely it would be tomorrow. "Bye Edward." I smiled with a little wave.
"Bye Bella." He said in a very smooth velvety voice. I felt my breathing pick up as the words escaped his perfect lips. I stared at him for a second too long before snapping myself out of it and heading out with Mike.
Gym was uneventful and boring. There were uneven numbers for a game of volleyball so I volunteered to sit out much to the relief of the other students. I would have just obliterated their chance of a win.
Rosalie was waiting for me at my locker after gym.
"Hey, what are you up to now?" She asked as I opened my locker and pulled out my book bag.
"Just home, Jake is coming over for dinner. Want to come?" I offered.
"Sounds cool, what are you making?"
"Don't know yet. What do you feel like?"
"You know me, I'm not picky."
"Ok, well how bout we go to the store because I need to pick up a few things from there before I go home."
"Alright, well I rode with Jasper so I'll just come with you in your truck."
"Great."
We walked out to the parking lot with our arms linked together and headed over to my truck where Jake was waiting.
"We're going to the store and Rosie is coming for dinner too." I stated to Jake as I headed to the driver's side and threw my bag onto the floor between the two front seats.
"Ok, well how bout I meet you at your place?" Jake suggested.
"Sure."
"Alrighty, see you then." He said before heading over to his Volvo c30. It was an old model but he was only driving it until he could start driving his Rabbit.
"Rose, Bella." Rosalie and I turned to find Alice hurrying over to us with Jasper by her side.
"Hey, where are you guys going?"
"Rosalie and Jake are coming for dinner, want to join?" I offered.
"I'm heading over to Jasper's. But how bout we go to dinner tomorrow night?" Alice suggested.
"Sounds cool."
"Ok, see you tomorrow." We both gave her a hug as I gave Jazz a hug also. They headed over to Jazz's car as Rosalie and I got into my truck and headed to the grocery store.
Once we finished from the grocery store, we headed back to my place where Jake was already waiting. I started on the lasagna and Rosalie helped me out a bit while Jake just picked at the ingredients. I had to end up chopping more carrot because he ate them all.
Once I had it in the oven I cleaned up the kitchen and then we settled in front of the TV with some drinks.
"I've got a date with Emmett on Saturday night." Rosalie said as she traced her finger around the rim of her cup.
"Yeah? Where are you going?" I asked.
"Don't know yet, we might just go and see a movie."
"Have you slept with him yet?" Jake asked. Rosalie shook her head.
"I really want to though. I mean, we have fooled around." She explained. "And if it wasn't for what Derek did to me I probably would have the first week. I'm really trying to not let myself fall in deep this early but he is unlike any other guy I've dated."
"He is great. He seems to really, really like you. I can tell." I stated. "Just do what makes you comfortable, just remember Emmett is different."
"I'm surprised he's even waited." Jake said. Rosalie and I turned to look at him in shock. "What? Its true, guys just don't wait for a girl to be ready."
"If you really like a girl you'd wait though." I stated matter-of-factly.
"Maybe, well I haven't come across a girl yet that I waited for."
"You're just selfish." I muttered.
"I heard that. And I have needs, I'm a fucking teenager, my hormones are all over the place, it makes me horny. And those needs need to be fulfilled somehow."
"But you can't just use a girl for sex." I stated slightly offended.
"Well, if she is willing…" He shrugged.
He was right and I knew it, I just didn't like the thought of it. But there were girls that were willing like, Lauren, Tanya and Kate. They were known for it.
"Well, Emmett is waiting and he said I can take all the time in the world." Rosalie said sounding defensive and irritated.
"That's bull shit." Jake retorted.
"Shut up Jake, you're just a horny asshole."
"I agree." He laughed.
Phil arrived about ten minutes later followed my Renee not long after. We all sat down for dinner, the lasagna was demolished within a minute and there was only a piece left over thanks to Jake. I gave it to him to take home to Billy but something tells me it wouldn't make it to Billy in time.
Jake and Rosalie left a little while later. I did my homework and watched a little TV before going to bed early.
The next two weeks flew by pretty much the same. Jake would come over a few times a week for dinner and then we'd hang out in my room and do homework together. The only time I got that was partially 'one on one' with Edward was during biology. Lunch time we would talk briefly but never about anything major, just whatever everyone else was talking about. It was hard to keep both Jake and Edward happy which I found ridiculous, well it was more trying to keep Jake happy. Whenever I'd speak to Edward Jake would get visibly upset but I just tried to ignore it. They avoided each other like the plague which I figured was for the best. They would even avoid eye contact if they could from what I noticed but when they did catch each other's eye, Jake would glare or smirk while Edward would look away. I could tell it was taking a lot of Edward's restraint to remain calm. His jaw would clench tight and his hands would ball into fists, I pretended not to notice.
"Hey Jazz," I greeted as I walked over to him as he climbed out of his car.
"Bella, hey."
"Where's Rose?"
"She said something about Emmett picking her up for school."
"That's right." I remembered.
Rosalie and Emmett's relationship was in full swing now. She gave in and slept with him on the date night they had gone on, on that Saturday night and she was glad she did, apparently he was amazing. They both seemed happy and comfortable with each other and they spent almost every waking moment together now. I was glad to see Rose had found someone who could finally respect her.
Edward even admitted to me once during biology that he'd hear them sometimes when he was at home. He didn't seem happy about it at all and stated he would have to the blare the music from his stereo so he wouldn't hear them. I just laughed because Rosalie was really comfortable in her skin so that was no surprise to me.
I waited for Jasper to grab his stuff and then we headed to class together, talking casually as we walked. Jasper was a great guy, really considerate, compassionate, kind and loving. He loved Alice with every ounce he had and had so much respect for her. I had a lot of respect for him too and found I could talk about anything with him because he was so understanding. Other than Jake, he would be my other really close guy friend. We got to my history class first before he headed off to class himself.
The day went by like usual, my mind focused mainly on Edward as I couldn't wait to see him. It was becoming ridiculous just how much I needed to see him. He was really becoming an addiction to me. As I walked to my locker after Spanish I found Jake waiting for me.
"Hey babe,"
"Hi Jake, what's up?" I asked as I shoved my things into my locker.
"Nothing much, I was actually speaking to Seth and some of us are going to head down to the beach this Friday night, want to come?"
"Umm, sure ok."
"Great. I'll pick you up at about 7." He said as he drenched his arm around my shoulder and we headed to the cafeteria.
When we got inside we found Emmett and Rosalie already there, all over each other.
"Hi, you guys." I smiled as I took a seat beside Jacob and opposite them.
"Hey," They both replied as the eased off each other slightly but still not enough to make it comfortable for the rest of us. It was something we were all becoming used to over the last two weeks.
"Beach Friday night, Emmett you're more than welcome to come along." Jake offered nicely. Jake seemed ok with Emmett, I think it was mainly for Rose's sake but I guess he didn't really have anything against Emmett.
"Thanks man, that's sounds like fun."
Jasper and Alice walked in a little while later and took a seat beside Emmett and Rosalie. My eyes were scanning the crowd of students for Edward. I had yet to see him today and I was becoming impatient. As we all sat and talked I was starting to feel a little cold. I felt a chill run through me and I shivered.
"Hey, I'm just going to grab my jacket from the truck." I said to Jake as I stood up.
"You cold?" He asked.
"Yeah, I'll be right back."
I began out of the cafeteria and took my left down the corridors and to toward the parking lot. I pushed the heavy glass door open and started for my truck. I unlocked my truck and grabbed my jacket that was draped over the passenger seat. I pulled it on, locked the car from the door and slammed it shut. As I headed back toward the main building my eyes flickered to the direction of Edward's car and saw his driver's side door open, telling me he must be sitting inside. I felt glee wash over me at the realization and I internally cursed myself for becoming too attached and almost obsessive. I hesitated a little before making my way over toward his car. Just as I was about to take the first few steps toward his car, he stepped out and his eyes met mine instantly. I felt my heart stutter as his green eyes pierced into mine and he gave me his crooked grin. Before I knew what I was doing, my legs were moving on their own accord and toward Edward.
"Stalking me?" He teased once I got to him.
"No, I was just getting my jacket out of my truck." I said pulling at the front of my jacket. He nodded.
"It is getting quite cold." He agreed. He kept his eyes on me as he pulled a cigarette out of a pack and placed it between his lips, he was smirking at me. He threw the pack back into his car, where it landed on his driver's seat and then proceeded to pull a lighter out of his jacket pocket and lit his cigarette, all the while his eyes were locked with mine. I was mesmerized.
"You shouldn't be smoking here… you might get caught." I said as I eyed his perfect pouty lips taking a suck out of his cigarette and then blowing the smoke out to the side.
"Eh… I'm sick of trying to follow fucking orders. I guess Chicago can't be all that bad." He shrugged.
"Chicago?" I asked confused.
"Yeah, my dad has threatened to send me away to Chicago to live with my grand dad Anthony if I get suspended or expelled again, or even if my grades don't pick up. I'm kinda over it to be honest, whatever happens, happens."
I couldn't deny the panic I felt just at the possibility of Edward moving away. I couldn't let him move away.
"You don't… like Forks?" I asked unable to hide the sadness in my voice. I really wanted to ask what about me? But decided against it.
"Nope."
"Oh," I answered stupidly looking down at my feet. I felt my heart pounding against my chest in panic. He couldn't move away. I couldn't allow it.
"Although, there are some people that make it bearable." He added with a smirk. My eyes shot up to meet his and I had to fight the part of me that believed he was talking about me… yeah right. But could he really be speaking about me? Was I someone who was making this bearable for him? As much as I shouldn't believe that was the case for the sake of my own heart I couldn't stop it. I wanted him to stay in Forks… no, I needed him to stay in Forks. If only I really did have some power or control over his decision.
"Get out of the rain and get in the car." He answered eyeing me like I was mad. I was snapped out of my thoughts and found Edward sitting in his car. It took a second for his words to register with me and I glanced around noticing it was sprinkling and starting to pick up. I circled his car without hesitation and climbed in.
EPOV
I tried to ignore it. I really did. But when you feel something so intense, something pulsating through you, more extreme than you have ever experienced it was almost impossible. So I gave up and let the exhilaration course its way through my system, waking up every fucking inch of me. Exhilaration I hear you ask? Yes, motherfucking exhilaration. Exhilaration is what I feel when my sweet as cupcakes princess is beside me, near me, in my presence. When I am blessed with her presence, I feel mother fucking exhilarated because that is just the control this girl has over me. I never thought, in a million years a girl… a girl, could make me feel this way. I make girls feel exhilarated in my presence. But now the fucking tables have been turned and I feel like that from the simple presence of a girl, her simple existence alone is enough have that effect on me… but I'm not just talking about any girl… I'm talking about Isabella Swan… the girl that has officially taken over my every thought.
She looked almost exhilarated herself to see me. Ok, I may just be getting carried away but I chose to believe it was true. I could see the excitement in her eyes, the way her face just lit up when she saw me, the soft and warm smile that graced her lips. It was dangerous to get my hopes up and think she felt the same way about me as I did for her but at this moment in time I really couldn't give a fuck… about anything. I was sick of trying so hard to restrain myself. There was so much holding me back that it was frustrating. Fuck it, Carlisle can send me away… even though I doubt he will actually go through with it. I'd have to do something really fucked up in order to be sent away. I also assumed I'm pretty safe smoking in my car, no one really comes out here anyway.
It's been two weeks… two long mother fucking weeks of only interacting with Bella during school hours. I hate it. I want to see her more, to speak to her more, fuck I want her more. I want every fucking inch of her but I still feel like she is holding back. I could blame her fucker of a friend Jacob Black, hell I already have put the blame on him, who am I kidding? But I really want more with her. The more time I get to spend with her the more I like her, the more things I find out about her, make her even more beautiful. The more I look at her the more beautiful she becomes… fuck I want her bad.
So here she is sitting in my car, within the small confined space, just me and her, chilling. Her fucking cupcake smell concentrated in this small space, my dick was screeching. It was straining against my jeans, fighting to be released and screaming for attention. It was fucking painful and the fact that I was sitting down wasn't giving much room for the poor guy to move around. Mrs. Palmer has been doing all the fucking hard work for the last two weeks and I think my dick was starting to groan in irritation whenever it came into contact with the palm of my hand. I bet you if it could it would be screaming the cravings of a wet and tight pussy. And fuck would Bella be tight, she was a virgin, worse she has never fooled around so her pussy would be just heaven…fuck! My dick twitched and I almost groaned… almost.
I brought the lit cigarette to my mouth and took a deep long drag, anything to relieve some sort of tension I was feeling.
"You ok?" She asked softly.
"Fine…" I answered my voice sounding strained. I needed to steer my mind off of Bella's pussy and sex if I planned on not creaming my fucking pants as we speak.
As I turned to look at her I noticed she was wet… wet on my leather seats… wet in my fucking car. The urge to tell her to get the fuck out of my car was strong but I fought it back. Bella didn't deserve to be treated like that, even though I was fucking pedantic when it came to my car, I was fucking OCD when it came to my car. And I couldn't be a fucking hypocrite as I sit here and smoke in my car when I usually wouldn't condone that shit.
"You seem tense." She stated eyeing me suspiciously.
"I'm fine, just fucking peachy keen." I stated trying to lighten the mood. She let out a little giggle and I found myself involuntarily smiling back at her.
"A bunch of us are going down to the beach tomorrow night." She stated hesitantly.
"Good for you."
"Come with us." She offered looking down into her lap. I looked over at her. Did she invite me to go with her and her friends?
"Depends who's going?"
"Jazz and Alice, Rose and Emmett, Seth, Marcus, Paul-"
"Jake?" I asked, that being the only name I was interested in hearing.
"Yeah. But you guys can just stay away from each other." She looked at me and it sounded like she was pleading. Actually, I could see she was pleading, it was evident in her eyes.
"You really want me to go?" I asked. She began squirming slightly in her seat and I had to bite the inside of my cheek to try and refrain myself from laughing. It was so cute watching her squirm from my question. I knew she was trying hard to avoid answering the truth.
"I… we all want you to go." She shrugged as she began gnawing on her bottom lip trying to act like it wasn't all her. Fuck! I loved it when she bit her lip, it was fucking sexy as hell.
"I'll see."
"Ok."
"What do you guys normally do there?" I asked as I flicked my butt outside the car.
"They normally set up a fire, we grab some food, drink… just you know... hang out."
"And you're inviting me?" I asked. I really just wanted her to admit it. Her eyes widened for a second before they relaxed and she smiled warmly at me and nodded.
"I could use some alcohol." I said. I was in need of a night where I could just get drunk. It's been way too long since I have been smashed.
"We should head back inside." Bella suggested as she glanced at her wrist watch.
"Ok," I sighed, pissed once again our time was over. We got out of the car and headed back inside the main building.
We walked to biology together and took our usual seats. I saw Newton hesitate for a second when he saw me but then strolled his way over to our bench and stood in front of Bella.
"Hey Mike," Bella greeted with a smile.
"Bella, what are you up to tomorrow night?" He asked as his eyes flickered to mine for a second and then back to Bella.
Was it ok to have the urge to punch his face because he was asking Bella out?
"Actually a bunch of us are heading down to the beach tomorrow night. Why don't you come?" Bella offered.
"You sure?"
"Well, it's an open invitation." She shrugged like it was no big deal.
I guess I shouldn't feel too privileged to have gotten an invite from her. But a part of me still chose to believe that she really wanted me there unlike Mike fucking Newton.
"Sounds great, thanks." Mike nodded with a smile before returning to his desk.
I kept my eyes on his back as he departed, I felt like kicking him. Preferably between the eyes but anywhere else would do.
"So the whole class is coming." I stated, my tone sounding a lot harsher than I intended.
"Ah… well, normally just anyone shows up… I was just being nice." She said biting her lip and looking at me quizzically.
"So you were just being nice to me too?" I asked. Why couldn't I keep my mouth shut?
"No… well, yes." She shook her head as if she was trying to clear her thoughts, "I want you to come, I invited you because I want you to come." She answered tentatively.
"Ok," I said with a smirk.
I rummaged through my closet trying to find something to wear. I had a shit load of clothes, more than I could ever use but I normally still found myself in this fucking dilemma. Huffing, I pulled out a pair of jeans and paired them with a black white t-shirt. I threw on my black leather jacket on top and slipped on my black DC shoes. I walked over to my mirror and brushed my fingers through my hair a few times. I found it wasn't going to cooperate, and it was just irritating the fuck out of me at having a fucking mind of its own. I was like fuck it and went back to my closet and pulled out my black beanie.
As I was spraying on some cologne, Emmett barged in and the door flew open, hitting the wall with a loud bang.
"Fuck you, what do I keep telling you about knocking you douche?" I snapped.
"Calm the fuck down, sorry, geez. It's not like you would have been doing anything." He said walking in and slumping himself onto my bed. He was wearing his black khaki pants and grey sweater that clung to his form pretty tight. Fucking show off.
I walked to my door and shut it before walking over to my stereo.
"Want to have some before we go?" I asked as I pulled a screw driver out from beside the speakers and began unscrewing the cover.
"Definitely . . . aren't you taking some with you?" He asked.
"I am. I'm going to roll a joint before I go and take it with me. Where's your bong?"
"In my room, you want some out of that?"
"Yeah, it's not strong enough from this shit." I said as I rolled up a joint.
"K, meet me in my room, but bring some of your stuff I still don't have any."
He headed off to his room while I rolled up two joints. I grabbed a little bag of the marijuana and shoved it into my jacket pocket before cleaning up the area and screwing the cover back on. I opened my door and headed over to Emmett's room. Carlisle wasn't working but he wasn't home, I have no fucking idea where he was and to be honest and I didn't really give a fuck.
I went into Emmett's room and pulled my little baggie out, opening it and began packing the shit into the cone piece. I pulled out my lighter and brought the mouth piece over to my lips. I lit the lighter over the cone piece while I simultaneously sucked in deep through the mouth piece, inhaling the smoke. Once I had as much as I could inhale I pulled the lighter away and held the smoke in my lungs, letting it burn is way through, and then exhaled it slowly. I felt my head spin for a second and loved it, this shit was strong.
I took another hit and then handed it over to Emmett who took two hits also. Once we were satisfied we had had enough, we packed it away and any traces of it and headed out to my car. I wanted to get smashed but I wanted to drive my car, I didn't feel like riding in the Jeep, I hate the fucking Jeep.
We arrived at the beach about fifteen minutes later and we spotted Jazz's new silver 2007 Audi A5 that he got about a week ago. I envied that bastard because that was one hot mother fucking car. I drove past it and went to the other side of the parking lot and pulled into the last space. I always liked to park near walls or columns so I wouldn't have to worry about any ass holes hitting my car with their doors.
Emmett and I climbed out and made our way down toward the beach and onto the sand. There were already about 30 or so people there. I spotted Mike, Ben, Paul and the rest of them. I continued scanning the crowd for her. Even though I didn't see her truck or Alice or Rosalie's car I was still hopeful. Once I was convinced that she still hadn't arrived, we made our way toward everyone, all huddled around a little fire, set up like tee pee out of wood.
"Hey Edward!" Paul called me over.
Emmett followed beside me as we walked over to where Paul was seated beside Marcus, Jasper and Aaron.
"Hey," I greeted them as I sat down on the sand beside Jasper. Emmett sat down on the other side of me.
"Would you like a drink?" Marcus asked us.
"What have you got?" Emmett asked.
"Beer mainly, I think we may have some vodka and tequila."
"Beer isn't going to do much for me, hand over the vodka if you have any."
Marcus got up and headed over to the few coolers they had sitting off to the side. He came back over to us holding a bottle of tequila and a bottle of vodka and some plastic cups. He poured a little vodka in four cups and passed them around. I took mine in one shot and shivered as it went down.
"That is nasty." I cringed.
"Want some coke with your vodka?" Jasper offered as he held up a bottle of coke he had sitting beside his feet. "It makes it a little more bearable."
"Yeah, I can't have this shit straight like this. This is cheap shit man." I cringed. Jasper laughed. "What is that shit?" I asked Marcus. He looked at the bottle quickly.
"Seagram's." He shrugged.
"Where is the fucking good shit?" I asked holding my cup out to Marcus for a refill. It may not be the best but I was determined to drink and get pissed. Jasper then topped it off with some coke. They did the same with Emmett before the three of us tapped our cups together and chugged them down.
"That feels great." I said as I felt the alcohol with the weed loosening me up.
I scanned around the crowd of people, watching everyone interact and joke around. My eyes fell upon Kate, who was staring at me, a small smile playing on her lips. She winked at me before bringing the cup in her hands to her lips and taking a drink, looking over at me over the cup. I internally groaned and looked away, I wasn't in the mood for any bitch's advances tonight.
"Want a smoke?" I asked Jasper, wanting to get away from Kate's gaze. He knew exactly what I meant.
"Sure."
I tapped Emmett on the knee as Jazz and I stood up and the three of us went for a little walk.
BPOV
I pulled my black cardigan tighter around my torso as I waited for Alice and Rosalie to get out of the car. I hadn't contemplated it to be this cool out. All I was wearing underneath the cardigan was a thin blue tank top.
Once they managed to get out we made our way down toward the beach. Jake had called about an hour ago saying he wouldn't be able to pick me up till 8. I told him not to worry about it and I would just catch a ride with Rosalie.
"Jasper's here!" Alice sang in excitement as if she wasn't expecting him to be here as she spotted his car. I chuckled lightly to myself.
As we made our way down the battered concrete stairs that led to the beach I noticed the black BMW. I smiled to myself as I realized Edward was already here. As we got closer to everyone who were scattered around the fire, I could tell half of them were already intoxicated. They were all rowdy while some of them swayed as they attempted to walk. I knew from Jake that Paul, Seth and everyone else normally started their party here from as early as 6.
We waved briefly to everyone as we sat ourselves down around the fire. Mike spotted me and jumped up from his seat beside Jessica and hurried over to me and sat down.
"You look nice." He smiled.
"Thank you." I blushed as I looked down into my lap.
"Would you like a drink?" He offered getting himself ready to stand.
"Actually yes, a beer would be nice."
"A beer? Come on Bella, you can do better than that." Rosalie laughed nudging me in the side before standing up and walking over to the coolers where Aaron was pulling out a couple of drinks.
"Where's Jasper?" Alice asked Mike as she leaned forward beside me to see him properly.
"I don't know, I saw him walking off with the Cullen's."
Rosalie came back carrying three filled cups, handing one to me and one to Alice and keeping one for herself.
"What is it?" I asked as I brought the cup to my nose and sniffed it.
"Its vodka and lemonade, and don't worry, I had Aaron make it light for you." She rolled her eyes at me.
I took a little sip and noticed she was right. "Thanks Rose."
"Yeah, yeah, just drink up."
We sat and spoke for a while, and I had finished my drink within five minutes. I had the habit of drinking too fast whenever I was sitting down and talking, I don't realize that I keep taking sips of my drink.
"Jasper!" Alice squealed and jumped up from beside me startling me in the process. She ran over to Jasper and threw herself into him for a hug. He chuckled as she almost tipped him back in the process.
Rosalie, a lot more quietly than Alice, stood up and made her way over to Emmett, locking her lips with his as he wrapped his big arms around her slim figure. He whispered something into her ear that caused her to giggle and nod. They turned back around and went back in the direction the guys had just come.
Edward smiled over at me as he walked over to me with Jasper by his side that had an arm around Alice.
"Hi," He gave me his crooked grin as he sat down beside me.
"Hi," I smiled shyly as I stared into his eyes. He looked stoned as his eyes looked a little blood shot. Jasper waved over to me and I realized he looked the same. So that's where they were.
"Can you top me off and make it strong?" Edward said holding his cup out to Mike. Mike stared back at Edward stunned and confused. Edward wiggled his cup impatiently in front of Mike as he continued to just stare at him.
"What was it that you were drinking?" Mike asked still looking shocked as to why Edward was asking him to top off his drink.
"Vodka and coke… do they have tonic in there?"
"I don't know."
"Well, whatever they have but fill it up will you?"
Mike nodded as he took the cup hesitantly from Edward and stood up and headed over to the coolers.
"You're late." Edward said turning to me.
"Rosalie and Alice." I shrugged.
"What about them?" He asked confused.
"They take a lot of time to get ready." I explained.
Mike came back with Edward's drink and handed it to him. Edward took it from Mike and took a sip.
"What do I fucking look like to you? I can't even taste the fucking vodka." Edward said holding out the cup back to Mike. Mike looked over at me for some kind of help so I took the cup from Edward and walked over to the coolers myself. Once I had filled it with Vodka I walked back over to him and handed it back. Mike had escaped back to Jessica.
"You didn't have to do that." He said taking his drink from me and taking a sip. Once he seemed satisfied he gulped half of it down. "But thanks anyway. Where's your drink?" He asked.
"Here, I finished." I replied holding up my empty cup.
"We can't have any of that." He brought his cup up to mine and filled it a little with his drink. "Drink up."
I hesitated before bringing the cup to my lips and taking a little drink. I cringed and Edward laughed.
"That's so strong…" I said with a shudder.
"I know, they have fucking cheap shit too so it doesn't taste all that pleasant."
"Bella?" I looked up and found Jake approaching me with a scowl on his face as his eyes flickered between me and Edward.
"Hi Jake," I stood up and hugged him before pulling him down to sit on the other side of me. Edward turned to face Jasper and began talking to him, I assume in an effort to ignore Jake as best as he could.
"I see you two have become quite the buddies sharing drinks and all." He stated with a hard tone.
"Please Jake, not this again." I groaned as I placed my face into my free hand.
"I'm not going to keep repeating myself but don't say I didn't warn you."
"Jake, would you stop. It's not like I'm dating him or anything." I snapped, trying to keep my voice quiet so Edward wouldn't hear me. But he was right next to me so I was sure he did anyway.
Jake shook his head before he got up from beside me and headed over to Paul and Seth. I watched him with a frown. I really hated that about him. He always felt the need to control me.
"Want to go for a walk away from the prying eyes?" Edward whispered into my ear. I felt a shiver run through me as his hot breath tickled the skin on my neck. I turned to look at him and our noses touched he was leaned in so close. My breath hitched and I closed my eyes for a second to regain my composure as I could feel my heart battling to beat out of my chest. I opened my eyes and saw that he still hadn't moved back, his hot sweet breath dancing across my face with each exhale. I nodded.
He leaned back and grabbed his cup as he stood up.
"Bring your cup." He stated as he began walking. I picked up my cup and followed him quickly.
He walked over to the coolers and popped the top open. He scanned its contents for a second before grabbing the bottle of coke and handing it to me. I took it from him as he reached for the vodka and then closed the lid and began walking off.
"We're taking these?" I asked as I struggled to keep up with him.
"Yep."
"These are for everyone." I stated as I reached him and met this pace.
"Fuck em, they have enough shit in there to go around."
We kept walking, taking the bend that took us to the other side of the beach that was completely secluded. We couldn't even hear the chatter of everyone by the fire from here.
"Is here ok?" He asked as he stood beside the cliff face.
"Sure." I nodded.
He plopped himself down onto the sand, facing the shore and I sat myself down beside him. He opened the coke and poured a little in each of our cups before doing the same with the vodka, although he filled up three quarters of the cup with vodka. He handed me one and picked up the other for himself.
"To vodka." He held his cup up for me to tap mine against.
"To vodka." I laughed as I tapped it against his and then took a tentative sip from it. He downed half of his cup again. He turned to look at me and shook his head.
"You can do better than that." He raised an eyebrow at me. I brought the cup to my lips and took another sip. He laughed and shook his head.
"Let me." He took the cup out of my hands and brought it to my lips, my eyes locked on him as his eyes locked on my lips. "Now keep drinking till I pull the cup away." His eyes flickered to mine and for a second they were a burning a dark jade before they snapped back to my lips. He pushed my cup against my lips and I began drinking, Edward tilting the cup higher and higher as I struggled to keep up. Once I had forced half of it down he pulled the cup away but his eyes stayed focused on my lips. My tongue darted out and I made sure to lick any stray drops of alcohol from my lips.
"Feeling better?" He asked as he finally drew his gaze away from my lips and to my eyes.
"I feel light headed." I said as I pressed my palm against my head. He laughed.
"That's means the alcohol is working. So you said last time you've never been drunk?" He asked taking a drink from his cup. I shook my head.
"There is a first for everything." I said.
"Yes there is." He said with a little smirk. We sat in silence for a few minutes just watching the waves break at the shore. The sound of the ocean was relaxing and soothing.
"Why did you move to Forks?" I asked, hoping I wasn't crossing a line. I've been curious about this question since I first met him.
He seemed to hesitate slightly before he spoke, "I got expelled from two schools back in Seattle. I never went to school, I'd just skip and either stay at home if Carlisle wasn't there or I'd just leave and drive around or hang out in a mall." He chuckled dryly. "And when I did go to school I was usually hung over or stoned."
I stayed quiet for a while, thinking about what he said before I spoke, "Poor Carlisle… I know what its like for a parent to see their child so defeated."
"Carlisle found my stash of coke and weed in my bedroom. He took them away but I got more and then he found them too. I wasn't in the right frame of mind back then as I was making a lot of stupid mistakes. I was doing so much drugs that sometimes I used forget that Carlisle would be downstairs and I'd just light up a joint or do a line of coke while he'd be there. He never caught me doing the coke, he caught the stash which told him I was doing it. But if he had actually walked in on me doing it I don't know what he would have done."
"Why?" I asked in a murmur. He looked over at me and he looked pained almost. I knew this was hard for him to talk about.
"Why what?"
"Why did you get into so much drugs and alcohol? There must a reason." I searched his eyes and I saw a flicker of anger shoot through them. I quickly looked away knowing I was heading into a sensitive area.
"Drink." He said simply, his voice hard before he knocked back the rest of his drink. I took a little sip from mine.
He pulled a cigarette out of his pocket and lit it, taking in a long drag, holding it in his lungs for a bit before blowing it out. I eyed him closely, noticing how he seemed tense all of sudden.
"I'm sorry." I apologized for making him uncomfortable.
"What have I said to you about apologizing?" He asked turning to face me. One side of his lip curled up into his crooked grin and I looked away as my breathing picked up. I wanted so much to kiss him. I knew this was the alcohol talking because I would never attempt something like that on my own. Who am I kidding, what would he want to do with me? I took another long drink from my cup trying to calm myself and relax.
"Want a drag?" He asked me holding his cigarette out for me. I eyed it and realized that it had been in his mouth and that seemed to fuel my desire to want one. I nodded.
"Ever had one?" He asked.
"No."
"Well, here's another first." He smirked. I lifted my hand and took the cigarette from him and brought it to my lips slowly and inhaled the smoke. I pulled it out and as soon as I attempted to swallow I began coughing lightly. I handed it back out to him. He was laughing as he took the cigarette back from me.
"You alright?" He asked as I continued to cough, his amusement ebbing. I nodded as I coughed once more and tried to catch my breath.
"Want to try it again?" He asked holding it back out to me. "It gets easier."
"I think I'll pass." I chuckled nervously. He smirked at me before taking a drag himself.
I grabbed the vodka and filled up my cup because quite frankly, I wanted to let loose a little. I still felt a little tense around him and I wanted that to debilitate. I poured a little vodka into his cup while I was at it and then added a little coke to each one.
"You learn fast." He said with a smirk.
"I have a good teacher." I said before downing half my drink. That should do it.
"You might want to slow down though, if your body isn't used to it, it could make you sick." He grabbed the cup out of my hands and placed it on the other side of him away from me. "Have you always lived in Forks?" He asked turning to face me. I nodded.
"Yep. My dad Charlie and Renee were high school sweet hearts. They got married as soon as they graduated. I was born about a year later. They got divorced 5 years ago and my dad moved to Seattle." I always avoided this topic like the plague. It resurfaced many memories that I have forced down into the deepest depths of my mind to never be revealed again. But I knew the alcohol coursing its way through my body was allowing my mind to conjure up these thoughts without hesitation… that was dangerous.
"Your dad lives in Seattle?" He asked.
"Yep, as soon as the divorce was final he escaped. He didn't handle the divorce very well. To be honest I don't know if he is over it. Renee remarried 5 months ago." I shrugged.
"You don't seem too happy about that fact." He observed, eyeing me closely.
"I don't really like Phil."
"Why's that?" He asked looking at me with concern.
"He is quite younger than her, and immature. My mother is a free spirit, hare-brained and so someone like Phil isn't much help. It's chaotic between the two of them. I have to be the responsible one."
"Is that your only reason for disliking Phil?" I shook my head.
"He tries to put too much authority over me. He thinks that becoming my step-father has automatically reined him some kind of power over me. I will never see him as my father, not even close."
"Does your mum know?"
"That I don't like Phil?" He nodded. "She has some idea that I don't like him all too much but for her sake I keep it hidden as much as I can. He makes her happy . . . I could never deny her of that."
"That's very . . . considerate of you. To put your mother's needs before your own." He stated looking out onto the shore. I shrugged a shoulder.
"Not really, I owe her that much after what I put her through when she and Charlie divorced." I felt the aching in my chest begin to surface but I just tried to ignore it.
"What did you do?" He asked hesitatingly, noticing my sudden apprehension on the topic.
"Let's just say that I didn't take my parents divorce too well . . .," I murmured. I felt the pain in my chest as the dreaded memories of that time of my life began flashing through my mind, the haunting memories of my defeat, of my breakdown, of my deepest and darkest point in my life. "I need my drink." I said sounding breathless suddenly, almost a demand, needing something to help numb the pain, something to erase the pain of the images that continue to haunt me.
His eyes narrowed at me for a second before he handed me my cup apprehensively. I practically snatched it off him almost spilling some of it in the process and began gulping it down. When there was a little left, he reached over and his hand came over mine as he attempted to pry the cup out of my hands. I could feel the crackling of that electricity coursing through my hand from his touch. It snapped me out of my stupor.
"Hey, hey, hey, slow the fuck down." He demanded. I relaxed my hand and let him pry the cup out of my hand. I looked down into my lap and began fiddling anxiously with my fingers.
"You're quite tiny, your body can't tolerate too much alcohol. Especially if it's the first time you attempt this much."
I didn't answer him or even look in his direction. I was lost in my head.
"Want to talk about it?" He asked sounding sincerely concerned.
"No." I said shaking my head frantically. That would be bad, very bad. The last thing I needed was to make those faint memories clear, to bring them to the surface and out of the water where they were a faint blur, reminding me of my defeat.
"I lost my mother." He said out of the blue. My head snapped in his direction, surprised that he admitted it suddenly. He looked into my eyes and I could see a deep sadness in them. I could tell it was hard for him saying it out loud.
"I'm sorry," I said softly, knowing that would be something so difficult to deal with. I couldn't even handle a divorce and I'd hate to think how I'd handle death. "How?" I asked, hoping he would tell me.
"Pancreatic Cancer. By the time they caught it, it was too late. She was gone within 5 months. It has the lowest survival rate." He explained looking away again and out onto the shore. "She died two and a half years ago. That was how I got into weed. She spent most of her time in the hospital, she was living on machines. She was slowly deteriorating before our eyes. It was too much for me to take. I desperately needed something to ease the pain, something to help, even just a little. I was doing that shit everyday, constantly, I was hardly ever sober. Being sober was too painful, the reality of the situation was eating away at me."
I felt tears prickling my eyes but I fought them back. His voice was soft and sad, I could only ever imagine what it would be like to witness your parent dying like that and not being able to do anything about it.
"I took it the worst. Carlisle and Em were devastated but I was distraught. I was closest to my mum. She was my best friend, it sounds corny but it's true. I've never really been close to Carlisle. Their marriage became strained three years before she died. He treated her like shit a lot of the time. It was like something snapped in him. They were like the perfect couple, but suddenly, the slightest thing would aggravate him and he would blame her even though it wouldn't be her fault and she would just take it. He was such a fucking bastard to her." He said shaking his head.
"Is that why your relationship with him is so . . . strained?" I asked, hoping I chose the right word to describe it. He chuckled dryly.
"No, that's not the only reason. If only things were that simple." He said, the sadness in his voice being replaced with anger and hate.
A shiver ran through me as a cool breeze ghosted past us, I crossed my arms over my chest to try and keep myself warm. He scooted himself closer to me and held his arm out, lifting the side of his jacket away from his torso for me to cuddle into.
"Come here." He said. I turned to look at him in shock as he waited for me to scoot into his embrace. He tilted his head slightly in his direction, inviting me to press myself against him. I didn't hesitate any longer as I pressed my body against his side where he wrapped his arm around me, his jacket enveloping me and locking me into him.
"It's cold." He stated as if trying to justify his actions. He didn't need to justify anything to me. I snuggled into him, the alcohol allowing me to relax into his body and rest my head against his shoulder. The aching I was feeling in my chest was drifting away, I felt calm and at peace almost as he held me. Something about his touch soothed me, made my haunting thoughts a blur again, a distant memory. I turned my face into the crook of his neck, knowing my actions were being fueled by the alcohol as I inhaled his scent and it relaxed me further, it was like a drug, travelling through my system and erasing the pain that was lingering around. I tucked my hands between us against my chest, linking my fingers together to keep my body warm. I could feel the hard plains of his torso. He was toned. His chest was hard and I found myself snuggling as close to him as I could, feeling so at peace it scared me almost. His arm tightened around me, pulling me incredibly closer into his side, I felt so unbelievably content in his arms.
"You smell like fucking cupcakes." He said after a while, his voice sounding deep and husky. I looked up to see his face and he looked down at me, our faces just inches apart. My heart began its erratic beat at his closeness as I could feel his alcohol scented breath on my face.
"Cupcakes?" I asked, my voice sounding surprised. I was surprised . . . cupcakes?
"You smell like strawberries and vanilla . . . just like sweet, fluffy and delicate cup cakes. You smell just like one." He explained as one side of his lip threatened to curl into his lop sided grin. I couldn't tear my gaze away from his eyes and I didn't even try. I could feel my heart beating violently and erratically in my chest at being this close to him. I wanted him to lean down and kiss me. I wanted to taste him. His lips looked so pink and soft, I could just imagine how they would feel against mine.
Before I could think of what I was doing, my hand that wasn't tucked into his side, slowly came up and grabbed onto the top of his beanie. I let it pause there as he eyed me confusingly, and then I slowly removed it, a smile creeping onto my lips as I exposed his sex hair.
"What are you doing?" He asked softly as his eyes locked with mine. I felt my breathing pick up as I had wanted to do this from the moment I saw him. I threw the beanie beside me without breaking eye contact.
"Don't cover up . . . I like your hair." I whispered as I brought my hand back up and let it linger in the air above his forehead for a second, as if psyching myself to do what I was about to do next. I lowered my hand and excruciatingly slow, let my fingers rake through his hair, and my god was it soft, I think I even gasped lightly.
He continued to stare at me, as I kept brushing my fingers through his hair, enjoying the heavenly feel of his bronze locks in between my fingers. As I continued, his eyelids fluttered closed and he let out a little throaty moan.
My god I felt like kissing him.
Definitely the alcohol
I kept going, setting a pace as I started using what nails I had to scrape his scalp lightly as I went. My heart was thrashing against my chest as I reveled in the sudden realization that I was touching Edward Cullen and I was making him feel good. I continued my actions, as he lolled his head toward me, allowing me better access to scrape his scalp. Little moans continued to escape his lips and I felt like my heart was going to beat out of my chest. He eyes opened suddenly and he tilted his head away from me and my hand fell from his hair and into my lap. He brought his hand that wasn't wrapped around me and brushed his fingers through his hair. He looked down at me and smiled apologetically.
"I… I didn't mean to… I mean…" I stuttered as I hesitated to explain my actions. He didn't seem mad, I mean he was enjoying it but he seemed really uncomfortable suddenly.
"No, no, that was ok, you didn't do anything wrong, it's just that… ah... we should probably head back." He said unwrapping his arm from around me and began standing up. I sat there feeling rejected as I wondered what could have caused him to suddenly snap out of it. He replaced his beanie, picked up the bottles, and his cup as he gulped the rest of his drink. He seemed impatient to head back. I took a deep breath to calm my frantically beating heart and stood up also, my head spinning at the sudden movement. I stumbled and almost fell before I felt two strong arms catch my fall.
"Fuck, you've had way too much to drink." He said holding me against him. My hands gripped onto his forearms for support. I nuzzled my face into his chest, I didn't want to head back and I didn't want to leave the safety and comfort of his arms. His grip on my arms tightened slightly as he pulled me back and away from him.
I looked up into his eyes, struggling to focus from the alcohol. I felt hurt but I wasn't sure if my expression was readable as I couldn't really focus too much. He seemed to not want me near him at all.
"I have to get you back. How did you get here?" He asked, eyeing me intently.
"Rose." I said, swaying slightly.
"Fuck, I can't take you back like this." I pushed myself away from him hating the way he seemed to be distancing himself from me suddenly. I pushed myself away from him too quickly, almost falling back in the process before he caught me again.
"Sorry."
"I shouldn't have let you drink this much . . . fuck me." He sounded pissed but I wasn't sure whether it was directed at himself or me. For the sake of my heart I chose to believe it was at himself.
"I'm cold." I said after a while. He steadied me on my feet before he let go of me enough to shrug out of his jacket and wrap it around my shoulders. I turned my head and sniffed it, a smile creeping onto my face as I could smell him so concentrated.
"Look, I would take you home but I'm just as fucked up as you are,"
"Didn't you drive here?" I asked looking up to meet his eyes.
"Yeah," He said sounding a little irritated suddenly "I didn't think I'd have this much and there is no way in hell I'm letting Emmett drive my beemer."
"So what are going to do?" I asked. I felt my head spin again.
"Can you try and walk straight and look half sober?" He studied me carefully. I nodded. "Alright, here, stay close to me in case you stumble." I internally laughed considering I stumble easily even when I'm completely sober.
We began our walk back and I tried to keep myself stable. But trying to walk straight through sand was proving to be difficult but I kept a hold of myself well enough, I thought so at least.
"You ok?" He asked, his voice was seeping with guilt and worry. I knew he thought he was responsible for letting me drink so much but it was my fault. I knew when I should've stopped but my mind got a hold of me and I gave in, just needing to feel numb.
"I'm ok," I replied.
Once the fire and everyone came into view, I started looking around for our friends, mainly Rosalie so she could take me home. She was sitting with Emmett, Jazz and Alice. Edward began heading toward them and I tried to keep his pace as best I could. I could feel everyone's eyes on us. My eyes scanned over everyone, not really settling on anyone person in particular till they landed on Lauren. She was eyeing me disgustingly but that was something I have grown use to. Her eyes went to Edward and I could just tell what she was thinking. If only something did happen between Edward and I, then I could have smirked back at her. I noticed all the girls eyeing him. I wasn't stupid, I knew all the girls drooled over him. At school, I'd always catch all the girls staring at him, each one wishing she was with him. He was good looking, no, he was perfect, his face was absolute perfection.
"Em," Edward called over to Emmett. Emmett's head snapped in our direction and began to head over toward us. I could see the wheels in his head working as his gaze flickered between me and Edward intently.
"What's up?" Emmett asked as soon as he reached us. His eyes were fixated on me now, studying me closely. Did I look obviously drunk? I shifted from foot to foot uncomfortably under his gaze.
"You ready to head home?" Edward asked him.
"Ah… I guess so. Is she ok?" He asked as his eyes continued to dart back and forth between me and Edward.
"She's got some alcohol in her. I need Rose to take her home." Edward explained. I felt myself blush. Why did I feel so little? They were talking about me like I wasn't even standing there. My eyes drifted to behind Emmett where I saw Rose, Alice and Jasper approaching us. Alice jumped on one side of me. She attempted to link her arm with mine but Edward's jacket over my shoulders got in the way and that's when her face registered Edward's jacket. She looked at me with a cocked eyebrow but didn't say anything. I knew the questioning was coming later. Rosalie shoved herself between Edward and me, knocking him slightly out of the way.
"Watch it." Edward snapped at her.
"I wouldn't talk if I were you." Rose snapped back glaring at him.
"What the fuck is your problem?" He asked her aggressively.
"Edward." Emmett said sternly. Edward looked over at Emmett almost in warning before turning back to Rosalie.
"This is my problem." She said wrapping an arm around me. "Where did you take her?"
"Rose, stop." I said between clenched teeth.
"That's none of your fucking business." Edward said to her, obvious anger in his voice.
"I would shut it if I were you. She isn't another slut that you can take advantage of so I would keep my fucking distance."
"Rose stop it!" I snapped. "He didn't do anything." I said annoyed at her assumption. I tried shrugging myself out from underneath her arm.
"You heard her, so back the fuck off. You may be Jazz's sister and Emmett's girlfriend but that won't stop-" Edward began before I cut him off.
"Hey, Edward." He looked over at me and I tried pleading with my eyes for him to stop it because I knew Rose and she would keep going if she felt the need to.
"I've had enough of this shit." Edward said running a hand through his hair as he looked down at the sand.
"Where's Jake?" I asked, hoping it would steer everyone's attention off of Edward and me.
"He's walked off with Kate and Seth. He should be back soon." Alice explained. I nodded. An awkward silence overcame the group as we all stood around uncomfortably. I decided to speak.
"I want to go home." I said turning to Rose. My head was still spinning lightly.
"Alright, well let's go." She agreed, strolling to Emmett where she reached up and began kissing him passionately. Alice walked over to hug and kiss Jasper goodbye leaving Edward and I standing alone. I remembered I still had his jacket on. I shrugged it off and held it out to him. And as soon as I did, I missed the warmth of it and the scent it was providing me with.
"Thanks."
"Take it, its cold." He said.
"What about you?" I asked as my eyes raked over his body. Shit, he looked hot.
"I'm fine, take it." He insisted. I smiled in thank you before giving Emmett and Jasper quick hugs. As I turned back around to begin heading off, I caught a glimpse of Alice giving a slight frown to Edward. I furrowed my brows wondering what that was about but shrugged it off for now as I wrapped Edward's jacket back around my shoulders and hugged it tight around me.
Our way to Rosalie's car was silent. Neither one of us speaking and I had a feeling it all had to do with me going off with Edward. I wasn't really in the mood to be treated like a little girl.
Rosalie climbed into the driver's side once we reached her car as Alice got into the passenger seat. I climbed into the back and wrapped Edward's jacket around me tightly, breathing in his scent greedily as if it was my only way to stay alive. I couldn't believe just the sheer smell of him could have my body feeling so relaxed and tingly.
"Where did he take you?" Rosalie asked, her tone accusing.
"He didn't take me anywhere. We walked off to the other side of the beach. And for your information he didn't try anything and I'm not stupid so I want you all to stop treating me like a little kid. Jake is enough to deal with, so I don't need the two of you adding to it." I said irritably.
"I didn't say anything." Alice said sounding hurt as she turned around to look at me. Her eyes darted to Edward's jacket around my shoulders again and she smirked and winked at me before turning back around. Alice was always easier to deal with.
"I don't like him." Rosalie said, ignoring Alice.
"You don't have to." I shot back, getting more irritated with Rosalie for being so adamant in not liking Edward.
"Emmett says he has issues he is dealing with."
"We all do."
"Why are you so defensive of him?" Rosalie snapped.
"Why am I even having this conversation with you? I didn't fuck him Rosalie. I merely hung out with him. He didn't try anything so calm down and just let me be." I said raising my voice in anger.
She went silent, not responding to me. I knew she was probably pissed at me but I didn't need her to always play the mother bear over me. When we were just around the corner from my house Rosalie finally spoke, her voice harsh against the silence that had been lingering in the car for some time.
"Just be careful, that's all I'm saying." She said, her voice concerned with a hint of disgust.
"I always am." I replied bitterly, still a little pissed at her.
She pulled up outside of my house, so I opened the door and climbed out. I turned to peer into the car window.
"Goodnight girls." I said trying to hide the frustration I was feeling out of my voice.
"Goodnight Bella." Alice smile sympathetically.
"Bye Bella… You know I love you and it's only because of that I don't want anybody to hurt you." Rosalie said seeming apologetic almost… almost but not quite.
"I know and no one will." I said trying not to roll my eyes in the process. "Bye." I waved before turning toward my house as they pulled away.
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