Ch.11- We're getting somewhere

After we left the studio to go get ready for the party, Alice and Rose were on the warpath. In a small way, it was kinda funny. Rose is making up curse words and Alice, well I've never seen her so mad.

"I can't believe that bitch had the nerve…the audacity… the mindset to talk to you like that. I wanted to blind that bitch with my nail file" Alice steams as I pull out of the parking lot. "What a bitch!" she adds screaming from the back seat, as I'm driving. I momentarily swerve the car into the other lane.

"Fuck, Alice" I shout as I straighten the car and calm myself.

"Damn, girl." Rose laughs. "You know Bella has bad nerves. Are you trying to get us killed?" She must have forgotten she was mad. Then she remembered. "That mothercocksuckingbitch!" Rose yells as she rolls down the window on the passenger side to give someone who cut me off the one finger salute. "She has nothing on you, B."

"Damn right." Alice agrees. "Tonight, we're going to show that bitch… by you wearing what you should have worn on your first date" she adds with a small laugh as she rubs her hands. I'm expecting her to shout 'Mwahahaha' at any moment.

If she does that, I'm pulling the car over.

"Woah. Wait-"

"Don't even…" Rose points her finger at me.

"I'm not waiting for shit!" Alice tells me.

"What that bitch said to you was unacceptable. Do you hear me? Unacceptable. I won't stand for it. Neither should you. Why aren't you pissed? Why didn't you put her in another headlock?" Rose asks with concern.

"I just realized that no matter how slutty she dresses or acts… Edward is still mine" I add with a smirk. The girls' eyes light up in understanding. "Plus, he's repulsed by her. It makes me smile on the inside." I put on my best shit eating grin and giggle.

"Confident or not, you need to put that bitch in her place" Alice states as Rose nods her head in solidarity.

"Is 'that bitch' her name now?" I ask. "You both have said it like six times." I add.

I don't think they realized it

"Yes." Alice says, after she thinks for a few seconds. "That bitch doesn't deserve a name. Therefore, her name is 'that bitch' until further notice."

"Good. I can't stand that bitch." I say, pulling into my driveway.

"Me neither" they say in unison.

As soon as we step into the house, I'm thrown into a tornado of clothes, shoes, makeup and various other beauty products.

If I'm not careful, I'll have a pageant flashback.

"Damn" Alice mumbles. "By the time we get through getting Bella ready, we won't have enough time for us. I still have to get to my apartment" she slumps her shoulders.

Alice and Rose were looking forward to this party since… forever. I didn't want them to slight themselves to take care of me. Not only was that selfish, they'd bitch about it until it got to be unbearable. I decided that I'd just do it myself.

"I'll be fine. You guys go and do your thing. Meet me back here. I'll be ready."

I tell them as I start to usher them out of the door.

"No offence, Bella" Rose starts as she stops in my doorway. "I don't trust you to dress yourself… at all" she pats my back to further her point that she isn't trying to hurt my feelings.

"Yeah" Alice supports. "This outfit is key. If the hair and makeup isn't right…"

"Thanks for nicely telling me that I'm fashionably incompetent…"

"Ooh. I like that. I'll use that from now on" Alice says. "Anyway, we need to get back.."

"Alice." I say in my best 'serious' face. "I can do it myself."

"Bullshit" they both say as they stare at me with their best bitch faces in place.

Time to take a gamble

"Look. You already picked out my outfit right?" I ask. They nod their heads. "I can do my own hair and makeup. I'm sure. In fact, I'm so sure that if you two come back here and my hair and makeup isn't to your satisfaction, I'll let you take me shopping and have control over choice and expense. Plus, I promise not to bitch about it… the entire time." I say with the utmost confidence.

Gotcha

"Really?" Alice asks with a shit eating grin. It matches the one on Rose's face as well. I see the two of them huddle in the corner by the door.

Awww. That's me and Edward's corner

"Deal" Rose said as she shakes my hand. " We'll be back in 2 or 3 hours, give or take" she squeezes a little too hard to make a point. As they turn to leave, they look at each other and try their best to suppress their giggles and snickers.

You can laugh, now. I'll laugh later… with my credit card safely in my purse.

As I hear the sound of their cars driving away, I get to work. I would love not to be bored to death by going shopping, so I made up in my mind to reach back into my pageant rolodex and start getting ready. First, I take a shower and wash my hair. After I get out, I dry my hair and decide on what makeup palate I'm going to choose.

Being in pageants as a child taught me a few things. First and foremost, it taught me that I'd never want to do it again. Second, it taught me makeup. I can apply a professional looking fresh face of makeup in less than 10 minutes and I have been able to since I was 4. Do you want to know why I don't do it? It scares the shit out of me. Those things were torture. My mother almost blinded me with an eye pencil when I was 6. To this day, I get a slight twitch when I'm around makeup. When I go shopping, I bypass the makeup counter all together. Don't get me started on hair products.

Calm down, Bella

I just decided that a couple hours of torture were worth it so Alice and Rose can look their best as well.

After I'm done drying my hair, I hunt down the set of hair rollers and pins that Alice bought and proceed to roll my hair in the rollers. I'll decide what to do with it later. Then I look at the outfit sitting on my bed. Hmm. It's the same dress Alice wanted me to wear on the first date with Edward. It's this pretty color blue and the shoes are a nude color with glittery straps. They're cute.

After looking the outfit over and realizing that we were going to a nightclub, I choose to have natural makeup that gives a glow as well as slight blue eye liner (only the top part). It was safe-with an edge. I didn't want to get cocky. I still want to have money at the end of the week.

After I'm done with my makeup, I wait a short while before I take out the rollers in my hair. I wanted to do something different. Instead of having in curls down my b

ack like usual, I messed them up and created this 'just fucked' look.

I smiled when I looked in the mirror.

Edward and I will match

It was smooth sailing from there. I put on the dress and found matching accessories to go with it. I checked the clock and recognized that I had around 15 minutes until the WonderBitches came back, so I just lounged around with Captain until they came.

"Oh, Bella" Alice sang as I hear the sound of stilettos walking in my entryway. "You wouldn't be hiding. Are you?" Rose said in a tone of hope I didn't recognize. "In here, bitches!" I yell as Captain barks from the room.

" Aww shit" Rose says as she takes in how I look.

"I know right" Alice adds, dejectedly. "I thought it would be an easy victory."

"I only gamble when I know I'll win" I say with a raised eyebrow.

"Why don't you do your own hair and makeup all the time?" Alice asks.

"Simple. I don't like doing it. I didn't want you guys to slight yourself so I volunteered." I say as I put on the shoes Alice picked out. Once I do this, I notice how gorgeous the girls look. Rose is wearing her signature red, while Alice's pink dress personifies her fun personality.

"You guys look hot by the way" I say.

The girls insisted that I buy them drinks for holding out information and pretending to be helpless. I refused. So we settled the issue like adults. We played Rock, Paper, Scissors. I lost. I swear Alice is psychic.

I should have picked another game.

Soon, we're getting in my car on the way to the club. I vowed to be the designated driver as well. After the cluster fuck that happened after my HBO special, I figured that at least one of us needs to have our wits about us. Plus, you must admit that it's always funny to the only sober person in a crowd.

After we got to the club, it was the same scene. The club was nice, but the people sucked. Well, the people that I didn't know at my table sucked. I had a rough night between resisting the urge to stab Mike in the eye with the toothpick from Rose's martini and wondering how much time I'd get for disfiguring Jessica. Edward being there made it a little better. Who am I kidding? He made it a lot better. By the looks of it, he didn't want to be there either.

I couldn't stop touching him. Even if it was a simple graze of a pinky or him ghosting across my leg to grab a glass, I knew he was doing it on purpose, just as I used every excuse to feel his skin. I reveled in his touches and how his green eyes would gaze over me when no one was looking. I didn't feel uncomfortable in my clothes. I liked when he looked at me this way. It made me feel wanted and …sexy. I noticed how his eyes lit up when I informed Mike Newton that I was seeing someone. It meant the world that he enjoyed being mine as much as I enjoyed being his.

We sit together in this limbo until Alice decides that she wants to swing from a chandelier. We take that as a cue to leave. Before we left, I couldn't resist the urge to kiss Edward- even if it was on the neck. On the way to drop off Rose and Alice off at their houses, I started thinking. Did I really like this whole secrecy thing? I knew that it had its benefits, but it killed me not to be able to touch and claim him like I wanted to. Also, once the public found out-and they would- it would be Hell to have privacy. I keep telling myself that the distance is worth it. I know it is. It's just hard. For a second, I forgot that I was in the car with two drunk people.

"What. A. Night" Rose says from the front seat. "Fuuuuuck aweshome. Bewa, Did you see Emmett?" I say nothing. "BEWA! Pay attenshum to me"

"Yes, Rose" I laugh. "I saw Emmett."

"He looked sho hot didn't he? I want to do… nasty thinsh to him… and his dimples" she slurs while looking as if she's contemplating something. "Wait… that's prollally illegal"

"Well…" Alice starts in from the back seat. "He's got nothing on my Jazzy. He had on thut… thut… well I don't remember what color it was but he was sexy as Hell" she adds. "And damn it… EVERYTHING is bigger in Texas" she finishes before she starts to laugh. We join her.

"Oh my God" Rose says as she begins to fan herself with a napkin she found. "Emmett does thish thing wif his tongue…"

"OKAY" I interrupt. "TMI. That's enough" I try to reestablish order.

"I swear I saw Jesus" she adds. "Ish like I shaw my spirit above me. Then, it high fived Jesus" she adds. She was serious.

"I wanna have Jasper's babies" Alice confides. "With his eyes, hair, and my bone shrtructure… beautiful…with little cowboy hats…only if they're boys though" she smiles before nodding off to sleep.

Once they settled down, the rest of the drive was pretty quiet. Rose volunteered to let Alice stay at her place, so I only had to make one stop. Once I got back in the car, I noticed that I had a missed text message from Edward.

Edward: I'm not ready to say goodnight

I noticed that I'd received it 30 minutes ago. I hope he didn't think I ignored him and went to sleep. I send a reply.

Bella: Me neither. Spend the night with me?

Within minutes, he replies back.

Edward: I'm on the way.

'Okay' I thought as I started up my car. I had to admit, I was nervous at the thought of Edward spending the night at my house. However, I missed him and not being able to just be around him was torture. I needed my Edward fix. Badly.

Among other things

Edward and I came to an understanding about the physical side of our relationship. I'm glad that we both feel the need wait until we took that step. This being said, it had me nervous on how to proceed at all. I could feel Edward fighting with himself every time we get close to any sort of connection aside from a little heavy petting. I figured things would happen when they were supposed to.

When I pull up at the gate of my house, I realize that Edward is in his car waiting for me.

Awww. That's so sweet

"Hey" I say as I make my way out of the car and over to him. "I missed you" I add as I hug his waist and walk towards the door. He's changed out of his clothes into a white wife beater, some basketball shorts with those adidas sandals and a baseball cap. Normally, I don't like it when men wear sandals. I just do. There isn't really a reason for it. However, I'll make an exception for Edward.

Mmmm…Sexy

"How long were you waiting?" I ask.

"Not long. Five maybe ten minutes" he shrugs.

"Well…" I say as I bend down to pick up a rock. I notice Edward get a confused look on his face. "It's not a real rock! Don't worry. I'm not planning to bludgeon you to death. " I tell him as I laugh at the expression on his face. "It's a key holder." I say as I point out the opening on the bottom containing the key to my house. "You know. In case you ever want to come over, you can just… let yourself in."

"Okay" he says as I nonchalantly drop the "rock" back on the ground. It was until I heard the sound of the rock hitting the ground that I realized what I just did.

I just gave Edward the key to my house

I shake the thought out of my head as I open the door and follow Edward inside. "Finally" he exhales as he kicks the door closed with his foot and starts to kiss me.

I love kissing Edward. Whether it was a sweet chaste kiss or a hot and wet one like we were sharing now, I reveled in his kisses. We just seem to fit. I never have to second guess my actions when it came to this. Being with Edward felt like second nature. "I've been wanting to do that all day" he laughs as he tucks a piece of hair behind my ear.

"That makes two of us" I reply as I peck him on the lips. "Would you like a tour?" I ask him. I stifle my laugh as I remember his showdown with Captain in the entryway.

"What's funny?"

"Nothing." I say as I take his hand and start the tour. "Here is the entryway." I laugh. "But, I'm pretty sure you remember that" I smirk and Edward wraps his arm around me as I walk forward.

"I sure do" he says as he places small kisses on my neck, triggering my blush.

"To the left, is the sitting room, where I never sit" I laugh and continue walking. "To the right, we have the once useless hallway. It now features the once pantry turned shoe closet. Alice orders" I laugh as I take my shoes off and throw them in.

Maybe I'm hearing things, but I think I heard Edward huff in disappointment when I took my shoes off.

"Wow" he smirks.

"What?"

"You're really short"

"Shut up" I smack his leg. "I'm fun sized. Besides, we can't all be 6'4… Sasquatch" I tell him. He smacks my ass as punishment. "Sooner or later, you'll figure out that I like that. It's not punishment" I tell him with a smug look on my face.

"Well, I'll just have to figure out a way then" he says as he continues his assault on my neck while ghosting his hand up my bare thigh and the other finds itself in my hair.

"Bella?" "Huh?"

"Continue" he says as his hands stop. I can feel him smiling against my neck.

He got me

"Fine" I huff. "The shoe closet is closest to the garage door" I say as I open the door, turn on the light and complete the gesture with my best Vanna White impersonation. I hear Edward laughing.

"You still have that wreck you had in high school?"

"Don't talk about Bessie" I say as I cross my arms over my chest and pout. "We've been through tough times"

"Does it still run?"

"No"

"Then why do you still have it?"

"It has sentimental value. I drove from Atlanta to L.A. in that truck. It didn't die until shortly after I arrived here. It's like she knew I had to get here. Sometimes, I just look at it. She lets me know how far I've come."

"In that case, Bessie is just fine with me" he says as I pull the door shut.

"Moving on" I say, making my back to the main hallway. "This is the kitchen." The kitchen is by far my favorite part of the house. It has a mixture of light dark hardwood floors that matches the cabinets with restaurant quality appliances with an island with a wooden countertop. It's amazing. "This is my favorite part of the house. Obviously, I spend a lot of time in here baking you treats" I smile.

"Mmm" he growls. "Do you have anything?"

"Just ice cream. Want some?" I ask as I make my way to the refrigerator. "Sure. What kind?" he asks as he steps behind me.

"We have chocolate chunk, vanilla, and birthday cake?"

"What's in birthday cake?"

"It's vanilla, cake bites, sprinkles, and an icing ribbon. I wouldn't be surprised if they snuck a couple crack rocks in there too because this shit is addictive" he starts to chuckle and I join him. "It's impossible to have one scoop."

"Sounds delicious"

"It is" I say as I go off to get the ice cream ready. After I get the ice cream in the bowls, I notice that Edward in my living room staring at the pictures on my mantle.

"That's my family" I say, referring to a picture we took a couple of years ago at Christmas that I see him studying. "Mom, Dad, Gran, Daniel, and David" I point them out as I hop on the island countertop in the kitchen.

"The torture twins?" he laughs. "They don't look that diabolical" he says.

"That's how they get you. You never expect them. It's like whenever we're in the same house, we regress back to childhood. It's scary. That Christmas was the worst." I say as I point to the picture. "2007."

"What happened?" he asks, genuinely interested.

"It was a prank gone awry. We accidently set fire to a patch of woods behind my parents' house. They had to call the fire department before it started a forest fire. I'm surprised we weren't arrested for arson."

"Damn. It sounds like you had an… adventurous childhood" he laughs.

"You mean crazy? It's okay. You can say it" I laugh as he heads back to the kitchen to get his ice cream.

"If you say so" he counters as he stops to stand between my legs. "What's a typical night for you?"

"You're experiencing it" I tell him as I blush. "I'm kinda boring. I just lounge around and listen to music."

"What kind?" he asks. "I like getting to know little things about you"

"I'll show you" I hop off of the counter and look in a nearby drawer for my iPod. Once I find it, I walk back and reclaim my seat and plug the player into the dock station. "I know you like classical music, Mr. Cullen" I playfully say. "While I respect that I, however, am a jazz girl." I finish as I start my playlist.

"Cool" he says as he begins to sway his head to the music. "Coltrane?" he guesses as he takes a bite of ice cream.

"Very good" I congratulate as I take a spoonful of ice cream and close my eyes. Sometimes, I just like to hear the music.

"Beautiful" Edward whispers.

"I know" I say as I open my eyes to find him staring at me.

"I wasn't talking about the music" he says as he scoots me further towards the edge of the counter, making the bottom of my dress gather at my waist. I wrap my leg around his hip, closing the short gap between us as he presses his lips to mine. Our kiss starts out sweet and simple and quickly turns needy as I lick his bottom lip, gaining access to his mouth as he sucks my tongue into his mouth while grinding his growing erection into my lace covered core.

From then on, it's moans, groans, and grinds that shoot straight to my aching center. I start to kiss my way down Edward's neck until he takes a fistful of my hair, effectively stopping me as his lips begin to travel from my mouth, to my neck and down to my chest. I run my hands under his shirt, feeling his stomach muscles tense under my touch. He lifts his hands and I make short work of his shirt, throwing it to the side and continue to feel his abs under my fingers as I tenderly place kisses everywhere I can reach. "Fuck, Bella" he hisses as he begins to kiss along the tops of my heaving breasts and sticks his tongue down between my cleavage as his hands start to travel up my bare back in what I find is a search for the clasp of my dress.

I reach behind my neck and unhook my dress, my eyes never leaving Edward's. He slowly pulls down the straps, letting the pieces of material pool at my waist exposing my bare chest. He takes a small step back and slowly takes me in. I blush at his gazing. "Damn, you blush everywhere" he smirks, as he kisses his way down my chest to take one of my erect peaks into his mouth while kneading the other breasts before rolling my nipple with his thumb and index finger before lavishing the other breast with his ministrations.

"Edward" I regain my voice as I whisper into his ear as my back arches and I bite my lip in satisfaction. I trail my hands down his abs until I reach his basketball shorts. I tug them to the ground while Edward kicks them off his feet, revealing his prominent bulge. I reach my hand inside his boxers and grasp his erection, earning a hiss from Edward as he bucks his hips into my hand. "Just feel" I say as I begin to stroke him. As my pace quickens, he rests his forehead against mine. I take my other hand and guide his mouth towards mine, engulfing him in a kiss, matching the rhythm of my tongue to the rhythm of my hand.

"Shit" he says as he stops my hands. "Where is your bedroom?" he asks, picking me up while I wrap my legs around his waist. "Upstairs. Second door on the right." I tell him as he starts his way upstairs. Once we reach my room, he sets me down in front of him and unzips the rest of my dress, revealing the small lace thong I'd been wearing under my dress. We stumble our way across the room until I feel the base of the bed at my knees. I crawl into the bed, with Edward behind me. He turns me over saying, "Ladies first" when he begins kiss, lick, and suck his way down my body until he reaches my panties. He hooks his fingers under the thin pieces of lace and ghosts his fingers against my hips as he pulls them down and throws them over his shoulder. "Fuck, you're bare" he growls as he takes my legs in his hands and starts to message them placing kisses on the ankles, making his way down to wear I need him.

"You're so wet" he tells me as he ghosts his fingers along my slit.

"For you" I say to him as I buck my hips.

He whispers, "Bella" as he takes a languid lick over my center, until he reaches my clit and sucks it into his mouth, only to have him thrust one of his long fingers inside me moments later. "Fuck" I shout as I grab the sheets and look down to see green eyes staring at me and Edward's auburn hair between my legs . The sight sends me closer to my peak as Edward adds another finger and begins to curl them, sending me to the brink of insanity. "Edward, Edward, Edward" I chant as his fingers and mouth work to give me pleasure while his mouth replaces his fingers as I feel his digits begin to message my clit. "Oh God! I'm gonna cum" I shout as I feel my walls immediately contract around his tongue, sending me flying off of the ledge and I've never felt higher. I close my eyes and focus on the feel of Edward lapping up my juices.

I'm pretty sure I blacked out.

I open my eyes, to find Edward gazing into my eyes before he attacks my mouth. I can taste myself on him. "See how good you taste?" he asks as he continues his assault on my mouth. "Mmhmm" I moan as I turn him over. I hadn't had much experience with this. I never really liked giving blowjobs. It always felt like an obligation. But, sitting on top of Edward after he has given me the best orgasm of my life has awakened something in me. I want to please him in every way possible. I need to make him feel as good as I felt.

"My turn" I say against his lips as I begin to make my way down his torso, leaving a trail of kisses in my wake. "You don' have to" he tells me as he stares into my eyes. "But I want to" I say as I lick my way down his abs as I run my thumbs over the 'V' of his pelvis until I reach a trail of bronze curls. I run my fingers over the elastic as he raises his hips, helping me get his boxers off. 'Wow' I though as I took in Edward's cock. It's long, thick and perfect. Is there anything about him that isn't? I lick him from base to tip before taking him in my mouth as far as he could go and start licking and sucking up and down in a rhythm while stroking what I couldn't fit. "Oh…shit" Edward gasped as he bucks his hips against me. I begin to message his balls with my other hand, earning a loud growl from him. "I can't beli…Bam…Bell" he rambles as I continue my ministration. "I'm gonna cum" he tells me as I pick up my pace. "Fuck!" he shouts as I feel his seed shoot into my mouth. I greedily take all he has to give me.

I slowly start crawling up Edward's body until he pulls me up into an astounding kiss as he lays me on my side.

"Bella. That was…awesome" he says with a far off look on his face that turns into his signature crooked smile. "Thank you"

"You're welcome" I tell him as I ruffle his already messy hair. "You weren't so bad yourself."

He starts to snuggle me close to his chest and places a kiss in my hair. I couldn't help but blush at what had taken place tonight. Then, it seemed like all of my emotions hit me at once.

"What are you thinking about?" he asks as he tilts my head towards him.

"Just… stuff" I say, shrugging my shoulders. I don't want serious talk to jam our flow.

"You don't regret what happened… do you?" he asks carefully.

"No. Not at all. I just feel different. You make me feel different." I confide.

"How?" he asks as he rests his head on his fist.

"I want to dress sexy for you. You know, the whole hair and makeup deal. I want to try new things. I w-want things with you." I start. Stop. STOP NOW! "I know I joke around all the time, but I'm serious about this… about us. I give everything my all. I don't date for sport. I just feel different and… vulnerable" I finish.

There. I said it

I tilt my head away and divert my eyes, not wanting to see the reaction on his face.

"Hey" he says as he turns me to face him. "I want this too. I want you." He says, while he eyes stare into mine. "Besides, I play for keeps" he smiles as he opens his arms, an invitation that I willingly accept. We sit there, in comfortable silence for what seems like forever… or maybe 15 minutes. I notice that Edward still has the same dopey smile on his face. Then, it hit me.

"You're thinking about Crotchgate, aren't you?" I ask him with a slight giggle.

"Yep" he says, as he pops the 'p'

"Dork" I yawn as I playfully pinch his nipple.

Right before I fell asleep, I realized that I was in love with Edward Cullen.