When Day Ends and Night Begins
A Twilight Fan Fiction
By Puppetstrings19
Disclaimer:
All publicly recognizable characters, settings, etc. are the property of their respective owners. The original characters and plot are the property of the author. The author is in no way associated with the owners, creators, or producers of any media franchise. No copyright infringement is intended.
This story contains underage drug and alcohol use, profanity, discussion of sex and sexually explicit acts. Mature readers only please.
This story is Unbeta'ed! Please forgive the occasional grammatical errors. I'm only human, after all.
Chapter 11: Emmett's Party
"I don't know what to tell Charlie," I mumbled to Alice over the phone.
It was already 5 o'clock and Edward and Rosalie told us specifically to be there no later than 8. I was still trying to figure out what I was going to say to Charlie about tonight. I didn't want to tell him that I would be going to a party because I didn't want to risk ratting out my friends. At the same time, I didn't want to lie to him because I was a horrible liar and I knew he would see right through me.
"Ask him if you could sleep over at my place," Alice suggested. "You wouldn't be lying because you really can sleep over at my place."
"Alright," I sighed. "I'll call you back and let you know what happens."
We hung up and then I walked down stairs to meet Charlie in the living room. He was sitting on the couch watching a game with his second serving of baked chicken and mashed potatoes that I had prepared for dinner that day. I walked over and sat beside him on the small couch.
"Hey kid," he said as he took a gulp from his beer.
"Alice invited me over to spend the night at her place," I said.
"Yes!" Charlie roared as someone hit a home run. He was watching a baseball game.
"Dad," I called.
"Yeah?" His eyes were still on the flat screen.
"Alice invited me to sleep over at her place tonight. Is that ok?" I tried unsuccessfully to keep the annoyance out of my tone.
Charlie must have heard it because he glanced quickly at me from the corner of his eye. I saw his mouth twitch.
"Sure," he said. "You got your pepper spray?" He pretended to spray my face with an invisible can.
"Yes sir," I said with a chuckle. And then I gave him a quick kiss on the cheek in thanks.
Upstairs, I called Alice and asked if I could meet her at her place in an hour. She agreed and so I hung up and ran to the bathroom to get ready. I did my hair in soft waves down my back, added some hairspray and then rubbed a thin line of eyeliner over my eyes before adding my mascara. I decided on wearing a pair of black washed skinny jeans and a thin white tank top with a pattern of little cherries scattered over it. The tank had a few buttons over the breast and was a little short, showing a few inches of my stomach. I threw this together with a thin fitted leather jacket I had brought from Arizona and my black-laced Vans. I looked myself over a few times in the mirror as I ran my hands through my hair. I looked alright.
I grabbed my backpack and dumped out my schoolbooks before packing a couple of t-shirts, a pair of shorts to sleep in, and a small hoodie. I then made sure to grab my phone, my wallet, my keys and some makeup, just in case.
"I'll call you later," I yelled to my father as I pulled the front door open.
He called out a faint goodbye before I shut the door behind me and walked over to my truck.
Back at Alice's house, I sat patiently on her large purple beanbag chair while I watched her get ready. Alice was wearing a thick pair of pantyhose, a short black dress and a small fitted jean jacket with a red bow in her hair. She looked cute. I watched as she applied her makeup. She was jazzing up her usual thick eyeliner with a bit of blue to create an exotic smoky eye.
"I love your outfit, by the way," she said as she applied her mascara.
"Thanks," I said as I glanced down at myself.
"You have this whole, skater chick slash greaser girl thing going on lately. It really works on you. All you need is some red lipstick and a pompadour."
I giggled at her as I took a drag from the cigarette between my fingers.
"Seriously," she said. "Let me put some lipstick on you."
"I don't like wearing lipstick," I said. "It feels gross."
Alice frowned as she dug through her purse.
"What about some lip stain?"
I shrugged.
"Put this on," she said as she tossed me thin tub.
One end hand a brush while the other a dark red watery substance. I applied the lip stain without a mirror.
"How do I look?" I asked.
"Perfect," she said with a wide smile.
I laughed at her enthusiasm.
"So, when is your mom coming home? Isn't she going to sell the cigarette smoke in your room?" I asked as I watched Alice pack her purse with makeup.
"No, she's working overtime at Barney's."
"Barney's?"
"Yeah, it's a bar in Port Angeles," Alice said. "She bartends there on weekends."
"Oh. That's cool," I said. "I bet she makes some pretty awesome tips."
Alice laughed as she reached for her phone to call Angela.
Angela showed up at Alice's at around 7. Alice and I climbed in fairly quickly before we made our way over to Mikes house. Mike's place was very quiet as we made our way into the backyard. However, once we turned the corner after entering the low gate, we heard a buzzing of voices and saw that almost everyone was there, quietly whispering amongst themselves. We made our way over to Rosalie who stood with Jasper, Tyler, Mike, Eric, Lauren, Jessica, Kate and a bunch of other people I still didn't know.
"Hey," Rosalie said as I approached her.
She threw her arm around my shoulder to hug me to her.
"Where's Edward?" I asked her.
"He's with Emmett. He and his parents took Em to dinner for his birthday."
"Oh, cool," I said.
Rosalie rolled her eyes as if to say, 'whatever.'
I laughed at her.
"Hey," Mike said as he came up behind me. He gave me a quick onearmed hug and handed me a beer.
"Thanks," I said. "The place looks great." I gestured around to the canopy and table settings.
"Thanks to you guys," Mike whispered. "I didn't really help much."
I popped open a beer and made myself comfortable as we stood to wait in silence. I glanced around the canopy. All of the Christmas lights were off, but I soon found out that Mike was supposed to flip a switch as soon as Emmett entered the back yard. Over by a canopy of trees stood a guy I hadn't met yet with a large stereo system and on the other side of the backyard was couple of kegs and a table filled with beer and various bottle of alcohol. I could already tell this was going to be a crazy night.
At last, at around 8:10, Rosalie finally called out to get everyone's attention.
"Edward and Emmett are on their way!" she yelled. "So shut the fuck up and hold your fucking breath. You know the rule, people. Don't say a God damn word until Emmett is in full view. Mike, that will be your cue. As soon as the lights are on, we all yell 'surprise' together. Got it?"
Everyone let out chuckle and a murmur of understanding before Rosalie stepped back into the crowed and took her place beside me. I smiled up at her. She was so fucking cool sometimes.
We all stood silently in the dark until we heard the tires of a car approach. I listened as the ignition shut off and then the quiet smacks of car doors being shut. There was a sound of gravel being turned under heavy feet as the two boys approached.
"Where's Mike?" I heard Emmett ask.
"He said he was in his back yard," Edward answered.
I heard the click and groan of metal on metal as the boys let themselves through the old fence and then I saw Emmett round the corner. We were all deathly silent and I was momentarily very proud of the group of people standing around me.
There was a low click and then the lights covering the canopy, the trees and the strobe light buzzed to life, milliseconds before everyone jumped screaming, "SURPRISE!"
The expression on Emmett's face was priceless.
Edward smiled broadly as he gripped his brother's shoulders in his hands and shook him. Emmett was completely stunned as he gazed around at all of us and at the many twinkling lights around him. A large Happy Birthday sign hung bellow the canopy right above our heads. I was happy that I had helped put the whole thing together, and I was even more proud of Edward and Rosalie for creating such an awesome surprise party.
Rose was the first to approach Emmett. She ran at him, surprisingly steady in her high heels and threw her arms around his neck with a wide smile across her face.
"Happy Birthday!" she screeched seconds before slapping a loud kiss on his lips.
I giggled at them and walked over to give Emmett a hug.
The start of the party went smoothly. Everyone was immediately lining up to take shots with Emmett. At one point, Alice dragged me over to him, because apparently it was my turn next. Edward was standing by the table watching Emmett take shot after shot and when I approached his eyes fell on me for the first time that night.
"Hey you," I said as I met his gaze.
Edward's eyes flickered over my small tank top and bare midriff.
"You look nice," he said in a low voice.
I blushed and turned to Emmett.
"I guess it's my turn," I said to him as I held up an overflowing shot of tequila.
Three shots and two beers later, I was pretty damn tipsy. I hung out closely beside Alice, Angela and Rosalie most of the time. I was pretty bored as I stood beside the busy keg, silently sipping my beer as I listened to Lauren and Jessica gossip about some girl Tanya and how she was making Lauren's life a living hell. I wasn't paying too much attention.
My eyes often flickered across the busy back yard, searching for Edward. I found him a few times, talking with different groups of guys. He was staying close beside Emmett. I could tell he was monitoring his alcohol consumption. Emmett was being a little out of control, shooting back shots at any time while trying to wrestle with his drunk friends. I giggled to myself as I watching Edward pull Emmett up from off of the ground when he tripped over some guys legs.
"Oh my God!" Jessica suddenly squeaked. "Mike is heading this way."
I glanced at Jessica and was surprised by how nervous she suddenly was. This girl obviously had a serious crush.
"Hey ladies," Mike said as he threw an arm around Alice and I.
I watched as Jessica's eyes clouded over with lust as checked Mike up and down.
Tyler approached seconds later and I was happy with the new form of entertainment they gave us. Mike was kind of drunk and was being pretty funny; he was making jokes and being a little flirty with Jessica, which caused her to practically faint. It was fun to watch.
At one point, Tyler asked if I wanted to go smoke with him. I turned him down.
"Alright, but you're missing out," Tyler sighed. "Riley brought some good shit and he's smoking it with Edward right now."
"Oh!" I said suddenly. "Well, I guess I wouldn't mind just a few hits."
Tyler chuckled at me and I blushed, hoping he didn't really notice how excited I had become after hearing that Edward would be there.
Tyler brought me over to where Edward was standing beside a couple of guys beneath one of the large trees in Mike's backyard. One of the guys was tall and handsome with blond hair and brown eyes; the other was a little shorter with sandy hair and blue eyes. They were standing in a huddle, talking and laughing with beers in their hands. All three of them watched as Tyler and I approached. My eyes immediately made contact with Edward's and he smirked at me.
"Who's this?" the tall blond asked.
"Bella, this is Riley," the tall blond, "and Austin," she short sandy hair boy.
Austin was in the middle of packing a thick brown joint with weed. I offered a small wave to my new acquaintances.
"Who wants a hit of this purple ganja?" Austin asked with a low growl.
I laughed at him.
Austin took the first hit before he passed it to Tyler, who passed it to me, who passed it to Edward and so on. After our second round, I decided to skip out on the third and fourth. I was already feeling drunk and the strong weed was adding to my lack of self-control. The moment I burst out laughing at nothing in particular, I knew that I was already sky high and couldn't continue smoking with those troopers.
Edward chuckled at me as I stood bent over, clutching my ribs in hysterics.
Apparently Riley thought I was pretty funny too.
"Damn she's high," I heard him say in low voice before he burst out into a fit of deep laughter.
Without much thought, I reached out, grabbed a fist of Edward's leather jacket and pulled him away from his friends so that I could speak privately to him.
He looked a little surprised but allowed me to tow him away before I turned to reach up towards him on my tippy toes.
"I'm really fucking high right now," I mumbled close to his face. "Please don't let me do anything stupid."
Edward smirked down at me before draping his heavy arm over my shoulder.
"Lets go dance," he whispered against my cheek. His voice was a low purr in my ear.
I shivered involuntarily and shook my head.
"You know I can't dance," I said.
"That's not true," he whispered against my skin. "You danced with me last week."
I looked up at him as a warm blush crept over my face.
Edward's lips twisted into that glorious crooked smile as he rubbed a finger over my hot cheek. He smelled like cinnamon and leather and weed and beer and it was divine. Gazing into his eyes and drinking in his delicious scent I wanted nothing more than to kiss him right then.
A soft chuckle escaped his perfect pouty lips as he leaned in to brush his nose quickly against mine. My heart fluttered dramatically from the sensation and I almost collapsed on the spot.
"Stop," I said in a shaky, breathless voice as I turned my face away.
"Stop what?" he asked.
I glanced back at him and a saw a hint of a frown on his perfect eyebrows.
"You're dazzling me," I mumbled.
Edward's eyebrows rose in surprise before his lips spread into a toothy grin. I should have turned away, but instead I made the mistake of taking a deep breath. His scent filled my nostrils and practically burned its way down my throat. The hunger I felt in the pit of my stomach was unbearable. I wanted him so bad. Without thinking, I stood up on my tippy toes and nipped his chin with my teeth.
Edward's mouth fell open in a surprised smile as he gazed down at me. It took me a minute to realize what I had just done.
"Sorry," I gasped as I turned fifty shades of red.
I tried to turn away, but Edward held my chin, forcing me to meet his gaze. It was only then that I noticed how tight my body was against him. The loose arm he had previously thrown over my shoulder was now a tight grip around me, holding me securely to his side.
"Why are you sorry?" he asked in a low voice.
"I-I don't know," I stuttered.
Edward chuckled softly at me before releasing my face and body before gripping my hand and pulling me towards the group of dancing people beneath the canopy. Edward made his way through the crowed until he found a clear spot. Then he turned and started moving to the beat. I couldn't even comprehend what the heck was going on, let alone trust my feet to know what to do. I stood still as a statue as Edward swayed and bobbed in front of me. He was watching my face, scrutinizing my expression as I glanced around at the many moving bodies surrounding me.
"Hey," he called to me over the loud rap music.
My eyes met his. He was crouched down, standing at my eye level.
"Just go with it," he said. His face was only inches from mine.
I blinked rapidly before shaking my head and looking away. I couldn't do this.
I heard Edward chuckle as he reached for my hands and threw them around his neck. Much like he had done the last time, he pulled me into his arms and forced my body to move with him. I felt his hot breath against my ear as his lips grazed my skin. I immediately melted in his embrace. My body moved with him as his hips pressed against mine in time with the beat. I tried not to think too much after that and did my best to just enjoy myself.
Sometimes Edward would pull away from me so that he could gaze into my eyes or run his hands firmly through my hair. Sometimes he would snake his hands up my sides beneath my jacket or along the exposed flesh of my lower back. The production of his hands on my body was sensual and exciting. Where he touched me, fire would ignite beneath my skin. My body was tingly and sensitive with the weed still in my system. I was barely aware of my own hands and the way I gripped his neck before letting my fingers slide over his shoulders or down his torso to wrap my arm around his waist and grip his shirt beneath his jacket. Edward was wearing only a simple navy blue V-neck t-shirt beneath his jacket. I even let my other hand slip beneath his shirt and glide over his ribcage. His body was hot and smooth and perfect.
I didn't know how long we were dancing but soon I began to feel out of breath. Edward's hand ran gingerly over my temple and through my hair, and I felt the moisture from my face collect on his warm palm.
"Do you need a drink?" he asked me as he gazed down into my eyes.
I nodded as my hand reached up and brushed the dewy substance that collected bellow his left eye. Something unreadable flickered across his face before he gave me a small smile and released my waist. With my hand in his, he pulled me away from group of dancing bodies and led me over to the keg. Alice was still standing there but now she was with Lauren and Kate.
"Hello stranger," Alice said as Edward and I approached.
Edward let go of my hand and moved towards the keg where a couple of guys stood around, taking their turns to pump the nozzle
"Hi," I said with a smile.
My eyes flickered to Lauren, who gave me a disapproving look. I frowned at her and turned my attention back to Alice.
"Where's Jasper?" I asked.
Alice gestured behind her with her thumb. I glanced over at the back of the house. Through a lit up window I could see a kitchen and a group of people sitting around a small table. Jasper, Emmett, Rosalie, Riley and Austin were playing a game of cards.
"Why aren't you with him?" I asked as I gazed back at her.
She shrugged.
I studied her face; her expression was unreadable.
"Is everything ok?" I whispered into her ear.
"I guess," she whispered back as she turned to look over her shoulder at Jasper.
He was laughing loud and looked to be totally enjoying himself.
"Go sit with him," I said. "Go get his attention, Alice."
She looked back at me, her eyes traveling over my face as she thought.
"Come with me," she said in a low voice.
I smiled at her and nodded.
"One second," I said as I turned towards Edward. He was in the process of pumping the pressurizer on the keg.
I giggled as I approached him and he turned to glance at me over his shoulder, a small smirk on his lips.
"Do you wanna try?" he asked as he stood up and grabbed a red cup off of a stack on a nearby table.
"No thanks, I think you've got this under control," I giggled again.
Edward smiled before turning his attention to the nozzle on the tap.
"I'll be over there with Rose and Jasper and Emmett," I said to him.
He glanced up at me before turning towards the house. I watched as his eyes flickered around for a moment until he found them. He gave me a small smirk and a nod before turning his attention back to the beer keg.
I turned away from him, grabbed Alice's hand and lead her towards the back porch.
"What are you guys up to?" I asked as we walked into the small kitchen.
Jasper's eyes shifted from me to Alice who stood slightly behind me.
"Hey Al," he said in a low voice.
I frowned at the sadness in his tone and turned to glance at Rosalie. She stood up and walked passed me just as she discretely whispered 'lovers quarrel' into my ear. I smiled and turned my attention back towards Jasper.
"Can we play?" I asked.
He nodded and I deliberately took the seat furthest from him so that Alice had no choice but to sit beside him.
"What are we playing?" I asked as I rubbed my hands together.
Emmett laughed at me and asked if I was stoned. I told him I was as I continued to rub my hands together with a wide smile across my face. It turns out they were playing poker… for keeps. I sighed and dug out a couple of dollars from my back pocket.
"But I don't even really know how to play," I said.
"We'll teach you," Emmett offered as he shuffled the cards.
I sighed. I really needed my beer for this shit.
I turned to look for Edward over my shoulder. I saw that he was standing by the keg with two red cups in his hands. But he wasn't alone. Lauren was standing in front of him, her hand rubbing over his chest as she smiled sweetly up at him. I couldn't make out what she was saying, obviously, but that didn't matter.
"Hold on," I said to Emmett as I stood up and walked out of the house.
Edward saw me approach before Lauren did. He looked a little apprehensive, but I just smiled at him as if I hadn't noticed anything.
"Are one of those for me?" I asked as I pointed to the red cups in his hands.
"Yeah," he said as he handed one to me.
I took a sip and glanced over at Lauren.
"Hey," I said, my eyes back on Edward. "Emmett and Jasper are about to teach me how to play poker. Do you want to play?"
I tried to keep my face as smooth as possible. After all, I wasn't mad at him or anything. He was a free agent; he could do whatever he wanted. It was Lauren who bugged me. She had the audacity to throw me dirty looks when she didn't even fucking know me. I didn't feel guilty about trying to steal Edward's attention back.
I sighed, secretly kicking myself for being jealous about this. Its not like I had the right to be.
"Sure," Edward said before turning his attention back to Lauren. "See you later, Lauren. Have a good night."
He smiled a toothy grin and he gave her a playful nudge on the arm.
She gave him a sad smile in return before he turned away from her and followed me back into the house.
Edward and I took a couple of seats next to each other at the small round table. During the first couple of games, Edward sat very close to me trying to teach me how to play. I would laugh and suggest some options. I soon found out that I wasn't the wisest player, nor did I have a good poker face. A few times I would squeal happily when Edward would whisper his hand in my ear. And then he would fake exasperation when I would accidently give his hand away.
"I'm sorry!" I whined. "You can't let me see your cards anymore. I'm drunk and I have no filter right now."
"No filter, huh?" Rosalie said.
"I've got an idea," Emmett said. "Let's make this game a little more interesting…"
"Here we go," Jasper said in a low voice before he placed his cards face down on the table and tied his fingers behind his head. He looked like he was getting ready for a show.
"How?" I asked.
"Strip Black Jack!" Emmett called out with his arms raised.
"What the hell is that?" Riley asked.
"Its like regular Black Jack," Emmett explained in a slur. "Only, if you get the lowest hand or if you draw too many cards you have to remove an article of clothing and place it on the table."
"Hell no!" I exclaimed. "I would be naked before your shirt hit the floor."
I looked around as all eyes landed on me. And then I burst out into a fit of giggles.
"Its true!" I defended.
"You can be on my team," Edward said as he threw his heavy arm around me.
I laughed and blushed tomato red as I tried to hide my face behind my hair.
"Na-uh!" Alice said. "If I have to play alone, then Bella has to play alone."
"But I don't really know how to play these card games!" I argued.
"Then Edward can help you, but you have to have your own hand," Austin said.
I sighed and agree as Edward withdrew his arm from around my shoulder.
We started a new game and of course, after the first few minutes I had drawn too many cards and was removing my jacket and placing it at the center of the table.
"See? What did I say?" I whined, looking at Alice.
She just laughed and yelled, "Hit me!"
As the game went, Edward tried his best to help me and luckily I didn't have to remove any more clothes… yet. Rosalie had to remove her jacket next, followed by Jasper's hoodie and then Riley's t-shirt.
I glanced over at Edward's hand. His cards added up to 19, but they barely held my attention as my eyes flickered over the way his shirt clung to his perfectly toned chest.
"Maybe you should loose so that you can get rid of that jacket," I whispered to Edward under my breath.
His eyes met mine. He gazed at me for a moment before his lips twisted into his glorious crooked smile.
"Hit me," he called out when Emmett was about to turn away.
"Feeling lucky, Eddie?" Emmett called as he threw down a card It was Jack.
I watched as Edward shrugged out of this jacket and placed it on the pile. My eyes roamed over his bare arms. The dark blue from his t-shirt looked amazing against his skin. A slight tingling ran up my inner thighs as I gazed down at his body. I had to rub my knees together and bite down on my lip to stop myself from moaning out loud.
As the game went on, soon all of the boys were shirtless, except for Edward because of course he was winning. Alice had taken off her pantyhose and I took off my shoes. Rosalie had lost the most recent game so she had to remove her shirt and just as her hands gripped the hem of her glittery top, Emmett stopped her.
"Alright, alright," he groaned. "I don't want the girls to have to strip down into their panties in front of a bunch of horny assholes."
Austin and Riley faked a groan of disapproval and we all laughed. I was secretly very happy about this because I didn't want to strip in front of a bunch of drunk people. I watched as Edward pulled his jacket back on and was instantly sad to see his perfect body disappear beneath the thick fabric.
"Where's the bathroom?" I asked as I glanced around the table.
"I'll show you," Edward said as he stood up and handed me my jacket.
I pulled my jacket on and followed him through the house to a small door. There was a line of people waiting. I groaned.
"There's another bathroom upstairs," he said as he grabbed my hand and pulled me towards the small staircase.
We ascended the stairs in silence. It was dark so I had no choice but to grip Edward's hand and trust that he was leading me into the right room.
"It's dark," I whispered as we moved along the walls and made a right.
Edward chuckled at me just as I heard a door open. He flicked the light on. I blinked furiously and looked up at him. The light cast shadows beneath his chiseled features. I was momentarily dazzled by how glorious he looked. I reached up tentatively and ran my fingertip across his left cheekbone.
Edward gazed back at me, his eyes roaming over my face as he raised a hand to brush his fingers against my warm cheek. I wanted him to kiss me, but duty called.
"I have to pee," I whispered.
Edward let out a hearty laugh and took a step back, giving me some space. I laughed with him as I stepped into the bathroom. I peed quickly and washed up as I glanced over myself in the mirror. I cleaned up my eye makeup and ran my fingers through my crazy hair. It looked very choppy and wild from the dew outside and the hairspray, but still ok I guess.
I opened the door to Edward who was still waiting, leaning against the wall opposite the bathroom. He smirked at me as he pushed off of the wall to move towards me. I felt the fluttering in my tummy return.
"I want to kiss you," he whispered.
I stared up at him in surprise, momentarily stunned by his words. Edward stood still for a minute before he leaned down and slowly pressed his lips to mine. Our kisses were soft and sweet for a moment, but they soon turned loud and wet and sloppy as our tongues and lips raked forcefully against each other's. I felt a shudder run through me when Edward groaned and sucked my tongue into his mouth.
I was highly aware of his hands on my hips as he pushed me into the bathroom before shutting the door behind him. His hands roamed hungrily over my body, feeling me through my thin top and roaming over my tight jeans. I couldn't help but react the same way. I tugged his jacket off of his shoulders and yanked his shirt over his head. As soon as his smooth chest was exposed I dropped my lips to kiss a line down his neck, over his collarbone and then down the indentation between his firm pecks. I felt Edward shiver as my tongue darted out over his smooth skin.
His hands were on my jaw again, forcing my face up to meet his. I let him pull my shirt over my head before he ducked down to kiss his way over my chest. My ass was in his hands and he pulled me up to place me on the counter. I moaned loudly when his lips sucked the skin on my collarbone into his mouth. His mouth was hot and wet and eager and the sensation of his teeth against my skin shot bolts of pleasure right down to my clit. I wiggled beneath him involuntarily, seeking friction against my crotch. The grip Edward had on my hip loosened and his hand slid over to the front of my jeans where he palmed me through the thick fabric.
I gasped and jerked against him again.
"I want you," Edward moaned as he sucked the hallow beneath my ear.
I trembled in his arms as I let his words wash over me.
"I want you too," I whispered into the thick air.
Edward's hands immediately moved to the button of my jeans. He quickly undid my pants and began tugging them down my hips.
"Wait," I gasped. "Wait, wait."
I grabbed his wrists, trying to still his hands. He stopped and looked up at me with hungry eyes.
"What is it?" he asked as he leaned in to brush his wet lips against mine.
"Edward, I…" his tongue darted into my mouth, and I swallowed my words.
I kissed him back feverishly and soon he was pulling my jeans down over my thighs.
"Edward wait," I tried to say through his kisses. I placed my hands on his chest and gave a small push.
He moved back a few inches to search my eyes.
"What's wrong?" he asked, his crooked smile tugging at his lips.
"I… um… I've never…" I blushed furiously as I gazed back at him. "I've never…"
But I was cut off from the low ring that came from my phone. My eyes darted around the small bathroom. Edward stared at me for a minute before he bent down to retrieved the phone in my jacket before handing it to me.
"It's Alice," I said. "Hello?"
"We're leaving," she said. I could hear the tears in her voice.
"Sweetie, what happened?" I asked in a low voice.
"Jasper is a fucking asshole," she cried into the phone. "I need to get out of here, Bella. I want to go home."
"Ok," I said. "I'm in the bathroom. I'll be down in a minute. Wait for me in front of Mike's house."
I hung up and looked at Edward.
"They're fighting again?" he asked in a low voice. He was already handing me my tank top.
I nodded and pulled my shirt on before hopping off of the sink to pull up my pants. We dressed quietly and I watched as Edward tried to discretely hide the bulge his pants as we left the bathroom.
"I'm sorry," I mumbled as descended the stairs.
"That's ok," he said in a hoarse voice.
I glanced up at him. His eyes were warm as he gazed down at me. He softly grabbed my chin in his hand and leaned down to kiss me. His kiss was sweet as he held his lips against mine for a few long moments. I held my breath, savoring the suppleness of his pout.
After we walked down stairs together Edward followed me as I rushed out of the house to find Rosalie standing with Alice beneath a tree in Mike's front yard. The rain had picked up and they stood shivering, Alice crying into Rosalie's bare shoulder.
"Maybe I should leave you alone with her," Edward whispered in my ear.
I turned to meet his gaze.
"Ok," I said. "I'll see you later, then?"
Edward gave me a smirk as he brushed his knuckles against my cheek. And then he turned and jogged around the house towards the back yard.
I walked over and ran my hand over Alice's back as she sobbed.
"What happened?" I asked Rosalie.
She rolled her eyes and shook her head.
Just then a taxi pulled up. Alice turned to grab my hand before pulling me towards the cab.
"Are you coming?" I asked Rose.
"Na," she said. "I have a birthday present waiting for Emmett." She swished her hips suggestively.
I waved to her before I climbed into the back seat with Alice.
Back in Alice's bedroom, we both stripped into our underwear before pulling on some pajamas and climbing under her bed covers. Alice was still sad, but she wasn't crying anymore. We curled up, facing each other as I ran my hand through her soft hair.
"What happened?" I asked her. I tried to keep my voice low and soothing.
"He's an ass-sshole," she hiccupped as thick tears began to spill from her closed eyes.
"What did he do?"
"He was ignoring me all fucking n-night and when I tried to talk to him he didn't want to t-talk to me."
I rubbed her back, trying to help her continue.
"He's a d-dick, Bella."
"But why didn't he want to talk to you? Did you fight?"
She turned over onto her back and gazed at the ceiling. I watched as her lip began to quiver with emotion.
"He wants to be my boyfriend."
"What's wrong with that?" I asked.
"I don't want a b-boyfriend right now. I have issues with my dad leaving me, and my m-mom suffering from it. Why can't he accept that?"
"Maybe he doesn't really understand."
Alice shook her head. "He doesn't want to understand. And he d-doesn't want to wait until I'm ready. He wants me now."
I nodded. I didn't know what to say.
"Alice, I can't really help you," I whispered. "I've never had a boyfriend. I don't much about relationships."
Alice's smile was sad and sweet as she turned to lay her head on my shoulder. I held her until she eventually fell asleep.
I was in a kind of limbo, between being awake and asleep when at around 3am I herd the low buzz from my phone. My eyes shot open and I glanced around Alice's dark room. My phone buzzed again. I carefully withdrew my arm from around Alice and made my way over to my leather jacket, which was draped over the purple beanbag chair.
I had two text messages from Edward.
Are you awake? -Edward
How's Alice? U still with her? –Edward
I'm awake, I wrote. Alice is ok. She's asleep now. I'm staying at her place tonight.
Jasper feels bad. –Edward
Their situation is complicated, I wrote.
I want to see you. –Edward
I blushed as I stared down at his text.
Me too, I wrote.
Can I come by? –Edward
Alice is asleep, I wrote.
We can hang out in my car. –Edward
Ok, I wrote. When?
Be there in 5. –Edward
I grabbed my hoodie and my vans before I crept quickly upstairs to use the bathroom. I checked myself out in the mirror. My hair looked pretty good, considering I had gotten rained on and I wore a plain white t-shirt and pair of olive green fleece shorts. I pulled on my black vans and grey hoodie before I walked into the living room to wait.
A few minutes later, my phone buzzed.
I'm outside. –Edward
Author's Note:
Bella's outfit looks something similar to KStew's outfit in the 2008 Jalouse photoshoot.
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