1Hello there, lovely readers! This is the second to last chapter of this story. I know, it's horrible. But I still enjoyed writing it.
Read on!
Disclaimer: I don't own anything.
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Edward's hand was heavy on my knee as we rode along the highway. I'd already sent a message to Charlie about sleeping over a friend's house.
He couldn't force me into staying with him.
I was more like Charlie in most ways. But I could also leave him the same way Renee did.
I shook the acidic thoughts from my head, feeling guilty.
Suddenly, Edward's hand felt heavier. Almost hostile. I turned to look at his perfectly calm face. Blank.
I looked down at his hand, the pressure just too much.
Angry, I picked up his hand. What surprised me was that he had no grip on me. His hand flopped off of my leg. I looked at his hand in confusion.
Edward threw a worried glance at me.
I picked up his hand again. I felt afraid. That his hand would crush me. Or that Edward would hurt me. And leave me.
For a moment, I felt afraid. But I picked up his hand and kissed it.
Edward glanced at me.
And his glance was filled with happiness.
A happy calm.
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Edward pressed a finger to his lips as he stepped into his house. He had told me his father wasn't going to be home for the next few days, but wasn't sure if he had left yet.
"It's fine, Bella." He sighed, sitting on the couch.
The tension between us was unbearable. I couldn't fucking bear it.
"Can we please talk?" I said, my voice shaky.
Edward's eyes had a flash of anger in them. "What is there to talk about? I'm shit. Your father said so."
"You know he was just angry, Edward! Why are you constantly fucking sulking in self-pity! Be a man and fucking love me the way you want to."
Edward shook his head, laughing humourlessly, "God, Bella. You just don't fucking understand. You're perfect, innocent Bella. You wouldn't know. Perfect Isabella fucking Swan."
I stood in front of him, pulling up my shirt. I pointed to my ribs, which were still prominent. "I call this perfect. Don't you?" My voice wasn't my own. It was strange, lethal. I knew Edward didn't like the fact that I was so skinny.
"Shut the fuck up, Bella." He shook his head, squeezing his eyes shut.
I slapped him across the face, my teeth clenching, "How dare you."
He opened his eyes, tears clearly threatening to pour out. "I'm sorry."
I sat next to him, my hand in his. "We're so fucked, Edward. Don't leave me."
He shook his head again. After a moment, he spoke, "I won't leave you. But your father..."
I grabbed his face with one hand, "He can deal with it. Charlie can't do anything."
With a shaky breath, Edward nodded, kissing my lips once, twice.
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"I'll see you at lunch." Edward kissed my forehead before walking towards his locker.
Rosalie waved me over. When I walked over to her, she gave me a scowl.
"You never called, Bella."
I looked at my shoes, "I'm sorry. I was doing the massive amount of homework Mr. Banner gave us."
Emmett laughed, making me jump. "Doing homework, or Cullen?"
I blushed, remembering what happened last night. We still haven't succumbed to having sex. Or making love, as I now put it. But we have been going as far as we could. Edward's fingers working magic in places deemed forbidden...
"I see you've forgotten me. Alice told me you called her." Rosalie was always a jealous bitch. Even with her friends. So possessive.
I sighed, "Sorry, Rose. I'll call you today if you want. I think I'm finally going back home."
Emmett raised his eyebrows, "Whoa. It's only been a day. Stubborn Bella has left the building? Maybe I should go high-five Eddie..."
I ignored Emmett. "I feel bad for Charlie. He can't stand being alone. He left me sixteen texts saying sorry."
Rose frowned, "Poor guy."
I caught Jasper staring at me from the corner of my eye.
Once he got my attention, he started walking towards me.
"See ya, Bells." Emmett messed up my hair before walking away with Rosalie, his arm around her tiny waist.
Well, fuck.
"Bella, I'm sorry. For everything."
He looked so damn sincere. My heart broke into billions of pieces.
I nodded, smiling as he hugged me in pure happiness.
I almost forgot how much of a drama queen Jasper was.
"Thank you Bella. So much!" He said to my shoulder.
For a second I forgot how much of a jackass Jasper was.
"Is it wrong of me to tell you I have a hard-on right now?"
I laughed, disgusted. "You just had to be of the same species as Edward."
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"Dad, this is Edward. My boyfriend." I awkwardly re-introduced Edward to my father.
It was a beautiful Friday evening. Charlie agreed to have dinner with Edward. And Edward agreed to come. He was practically shitting his pants when I opened the door.
Charlie held out his hand and Edward took it. Charlie smiled awkwardly, almost apologetically as Edward nervously sat down at the table.
It took only five minutes for both of them to get semi-comfortable.
"You can't tell me that Michael Vick is still a major hero. That dude killed dogs, Chief Swan."
"But he was amazing at football, boy. You kids only care about the poor little dogs."
Edward scoffed. "Please. I hate dogs. They smell, they piss everywhere, and they make too much noise. But Vick should still be in jail. What he did was morally wrong."
And they continued the conversation. I never knew my dad was so heartless. I always thought he loved dogs. And I thought Edward couldn't give a shit about dogs.
Oh, well.
"Thanks, Chief Swan, for letting me have dinner with you." Edward said after having a debate on some random baseball team.
"No problem. You can come over for dinner anytime, man."
Man? Aw, Jesus Christ.
"Bye, Bella." Edward kissed me on the cheek before leaving.
Charlie cleaned the dishes, going on about how amazing Edward was. "Who knew he was such a cool kid?"
I rolled my eyes, smiling, before going upstairs to bed.
Edward, thankfully, was already there, grinning like a fool.
I locked the door, and went over to straddle his lap. "Did you know you're a cool kid?"
Edward nodded, kissing my lips with a smile that seemed to be permanent.
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A/N: Reviews are great. Even if this a bit short. The next chapter 'Find My Way' will be the last one for this story. But you can haul your booty over to my other story 'The Bus Stop Chronicles!'
(But, if I get lots of reviews for this and the next chapter, I might throw in some deleted sexy scenes. Winkwink.)
Here you'll become what your suppose to be
You think you can't but you can.
Think of the guy you want most to be.
Not quite the guy I'd of chose to be, but when she's standing so close to me I think I like her plan.
Here's your chance to make it(Your chance to make it)
So take it like…(So take it like)
A man!!!