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Now, here is the next chapter of Through Your Window! It's not yet drama, more of the calm before the storm. It's also short since it's more of a filler.


Through Your Window

By writingunderatree

Chapter 10

Lying

"I don't know what you're talking about"


Previously . . .

"So that's my story!" I said, clapping my hands together in an attempt to steer anymore attention on that topic away. Edward just chuckled.

"What?" I asked him. "Don't you think that's weird? That I'm weird? Don't you hate me?" I said as I got up from his lap and put my hands on my hips.

He shook his head. "No, I don't hate you, nor do I think you're weird. In fact, I think I just fell in love with you more," he whispered as he got up and kissed me.

I pulled away and looked into his eyes. "So are you going to help me?" I asked him.

He pretended to think for a moment then he answered with his dazzling smile. "Of course"


Angela's Point of View

"So . . . what do we do now?" Jessica asked me as we both looked out the window, wide-eyed, to see Tanya's car coming in the driveway FIVE MINUTES after Edward and Bella just left.

Talk about close calls.

"Uh . . . you let me handle this. Just stand and smile and don't, I repeat, DON'T tell Tanya anything about Bella," I told her sternly.

She shrugged. "Don't worry, if she's as big of a bitch as you tell me she is, then I'd rather have Edward have an affair with an angel instead of committing to a devil," she replied with a smirk.

I told her about the whole "Bella story" after they left. I didn't want to take any chances on their cover being blown, not to mention the fact that Bella is much nicer than Tanya and we were taken with her already.

Tanya stepped out of the car, flipping her strawberry blonde hair in a way to make us feel inferior. She went up the front steps, her heels making loud clicking noises with every step she took. Before we could answer the door, she barged right in.

"Edward!" she yelled in her sickly-sweet voice. I approached her slowly and carefully.

"Ms. Denali?" I said softly, she turned to me, glaring. She was probably expecting to see Edward show up and sweep her off her feet. No way that's gonna happen.

"Where's Edward?" she asked me.

"He just left ma'am," I replied.

"What? Why? It's the weekend, shouldn't he be here?" she asked, exasperated.

"He said he left for a little time alone but I don't know where he went," I replied timidly as she started giving me the evil eye.

"Alone time, huh? Shouldn't I be with him for some alone time?" She crossed her arms and raised an eyebrow at me.

"I-I don't know ma'am. He just left and said he'll be back for work on Monday." Stepping away, I threw a glance at Jessica and saw her roll her eyes at Tanya when she wasn't looking. Tanya just huffed and left the house, slamming the door behind her.

How rude! After several months without a peep from her, now she decides to show up.

"God, what a bitch," Jessica mumbled.


Edward's Point of View

That night, I watched my angel sleep. It seemed to be the only time she looked completely at peace. Her mouth was slightly parted and her skin had a luminescent glow from the moonlight filtering in through the windows.

As I thought about her story, a surge of emotions flowed through me when I watched her cry as she imagined her pain. An angel shouldn't suffer like that, but yet she did. I felt so proud of her for being so strong—so put together. I knew that she wouldn't appreciate my violent thoughts on what that dog that did it to her, but I was glad that I was the one she turned to for help.

All that was left to do was get some reinforcements. I heard that Jasper worked for the FBI, maybe they could help out. I ticked off the wrongs Jacob did in my head: abuse, threats and attempted murder. I looked back to a few hours after her confession, when she told me that she found several plans for murder in Jacob's . . . diary . . . if you could call it that.

What I couldn't quite fathom was why Jacob wanted all that money so badly. What was he going to do with it? I thought as I stared out the window to see the moon in the sky surrounded by a few stars.

I looked back at Bella. Her steady breathing and heartbeat had become my most favorite things to listen to. "Edward," she mumbled in her sleep as she turned over, her leg falling across my torso and her arm across my chest. I stroked her hair softly.

I also like listening to her say my name in her it an ego booster.

I know I sound like some lovesick fool but this is the first time I've ever actually loved someone who wasn't family, Tanya wasn't included there because as much as I wanted to love her, I just couldn't. It's awkward and weird since Bella and I both seem so different. She's brave and tenacious and I'm . . . boring. Sometimes I feel like a little kid trying to impress a beautiful woman, hence the reason why sometimes I talk to formally. Also, I was raised by my parents; both sets of them, to be a gentleman but sometimes when I see Bella, self-control just became a thing of the past and my will power thrown out the window.

My eyes started getting heavy as I let her quiet murmuring and breathing lull me to sleep.


My phone started vibrating on the nightstand, the vibrations causing the phone to hit the wood and start making loud tapping noises. I grabbed it before it could wake Bella up. "Hello?" I said into the phone groggily.

"Edward?" I heard Angela say softly.

"Hey, Angela, what is it?" I asked her.

"Well . . . uh, you see . . . Tanya came over here yesterday," she whispered into the phone.

That caused me to wake up. "What?" I asked her softly, cautious not to wake Bella up.

"She just came by unannounced five minutes after you left," she replied, stressing the last part to me.

I sighed and pinched the bridge of my nose. "Talk about close calls, huh?" I shifted around carefully because I was starting to lose circulation on my left leg due to Bella's own leg draped over it.

"Yeah, I thought the same thing too." She replied.

"What did you tell her?"

"I told her you wanted some alone time but I didn't tell her where. I did tell her that you'd be back on Monday," she replied, rushing out the last part.

"Why?" I asked her.

"You know how Tanya is, Edward. She won't stop until she has something else to work with. She's annoying like that," she said with a laugh.

"Annoying is the understatement of the year," I told her with a chuckle. The vibrations in my chest must've caused Bella to stir because before I knew it, I could feel someone running their hands through my hair and her fingers trailing down to my pajama pants.

"Uh . . . Angela, I . . . have to go," I said, gulping as Bella started kissing my neck.

She laughed softly on the end of the line. "I'm taking Bella is awake?"

I gulped. "Yeah . . ."

"Say no more, bye!" And with that, the line went dead. I put my phone back on the nightstand.

I felt Bella smile against my neck. "Angela called?" she asked me.

"Yup, how'd you know?"

She rolled her eyes. "Please, I woke up when your phone started to vibrate, I just pretended to be asleep," she said smugly.

"Well you're good at it," I replied before leaning in to kiss her. She put up her hand and covered my mouth and covering hers with her free one.

"Morning breath," she said, the sound muffled by her hand.

I shook my head. "Doesn't matter," I said as I made a move to remove her hand.

"I have to take a shower and brush my teeth!" she suddenly announced, hopping up from the bed and running to the bathroom.

"Hey! Don't start something you can't finish!" I yelled from the bed.

I heard her melodious laugh. "I want to! Besides, you're cute when you're all hot and bothered," she replied before I heard the water running.

"Care to join me?" she asked. I didn't waste my time answering; I scrambled up from the bed like a hormonal teenager and ran to the bathroom.


One long shower and some breakfast later, Bella and I were walking around the small private beach behind the pool, our fingers were intertwined while we stared at the water sparkling up to the horizon.

"Bella, I want you to meet my sister next week," I told her. She looked at me.

"Are you sure?" she asked me, a look of uncertainty crossing her face quickly.

"Of course I am. I love you and I want you to meet my family, I just don't want to subject you to the full inquisition that includes my aunt and uncle, well, technically they're my parents," he looked at me seriously before he continued. "But I want to break things off with Tanya first before I can formally introduce you."

"Edward, you do know that through all of this, I have to stay under the radar, right?" she asked me.

"Of course, it will be completely quiet. I'll just tell Tanya that I can't keep living this way, which is the truth. I can't keep living with a shadow beside me. I want someone real and that someone . . . is you."

"You say the corniest, cheesiest things and yet . . . I find them completely heartwarming. There must be something wrong me," she mumbled.

I pulled her to my chest. "There's nothing wrong with you, love. You just love me," I said smugly.

She punched my arm. "Yeah, I do. Just don't think that you can get away with anything using that excuse from now on," she said.

"I won't," I replied, rubbing my arm. She had a mean right hook. Ouch.


Alice's Point of View

I was reading about the newest fashion trends on Vogue when my phone started ringing. I looked at the caller ID and it read Edward. Wow, Edward never called me on a whim before. I can tell, usually he only calls when he absolutely has to or when we need to do something. And as far as I knew, we didn't have to do anything and he wasn't at work.

"Hello Edward," I chirped happily into the receiver.

"Hey there Alice," he said in reply. "Are you free on Tuesday? I want to meet with you," He told me, sounding unusually . . . happy? Well that's something new . . .

"Why?" I asked him suspiciously, drawing out the word. My dear brother rarely has time to talk to me, much more meet with me. He always has his head buried in work and Tanya pulling him around by the ear.

"I want you to meet someone," he whispered quietly into the phone. That statement caught my attention and I was attentively listening now.

"You met someone?" I asked him in disbelief?

"Yes," he replied, as quietly as before but with a tone of happiness creeping into his voice.

I squealed loudly, jumping on my bed, glad that I was in the privacy of my room. "EDWARD! WHEN DID YOU MEET HER? WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL ME SOONER? And what are you going to do about Tanya the rich bitch?" I asked him, saying the last part in a soft mumble.

"Calm down Alice!" he told me, chuckling. Wow, he laughs so much more now! "I met her a few days ago and that's why I could only tell you now because it just recently became official. As for Tanya, I'm planning on breaking things up on Monday," he said. I could imagine him pinching the bridge of his nose then running his hand through his already unruly hair as he thought about her reaction.

It's good to know I'm not the only one who loathes that woman.

"So, Alice, can you meet with me at your place on Tuesday?" he asked me hopefully.

I laughed. "Of course I can! You know I wouldn't miss meeting your girlfriend for anything, even shopping!" I declared proudly as I emphasized the word 'shopping'.

"Glad to hear that, Alice. I'll see you there on Tuesday for lunch! Bye!" he said, unnaturally giddy as he hung up.

I felt so happy for him.


And there you go! Wow it's short.

I'll put up the next chapter next Wednesday! So please review!