CHAPTER 14 – Another Heart Calls

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EPOV

I went to the house I had been to so many times before. It's been a while since I had to do what I was about to do. I don't need this kind of stuff, ever, but this isn't what I would normally do after an "almost sex" thing or whatever.

I parked my car in front of the house. The big iron gates were wide open and the front light was on. The rain was falling and I walked fast to not get all wet. I didn't want to appear like I'd had one of the best but still worst nights ever. I guess that would change soon.

I knocked on the door, and there she was, with her blond hair and red dress. Some things never change. Thank God for that. Normality was what I most needed right now.

"Edward, it's been a while since you came knocking on my door like this," she said to me as she opened the door.

"Rosalie, I didn't think I would need to do this tonight," I replied, getting inside the house.

"So she really turned you down? I knew this would happen eventually," she said with a smug look.

"Yeah I know. You already fucked her and I didn't. Big deal. Move on," I said. I did not hide the rage in my voice very well.

"Go to my room, you know the way in," she said disappearing into the house.

I went to her room. It hadn't changed much since the last time I was in here. She still had red and white walls, very Rosalie like, a big tobacco four poster double bed with red and golden sheets. She had a big dresser full of pictures of her, Emmet, Alice, Jasper, and even me. A huge mirror that went from the floor to the roof was right on the opposite wall to her bed. Kinky. I could only imagine the things that she and my brother did looking at that mirror. Lucky him.

There was also girl stuff, like fashion posters and some shit, a lot of perfumes and make up, and in a corner was the giant plush bear from Emmett that he had given her last Christmas. A huge closet was next to the door, but I would never dare to go there. I swear that she could easily hide a body in there.

I sat on her bed, with my head in my hands on top of my thighs. I felt like shit. I didn't like feeling like this. I didn't even know why I cared so much about her. She was mean, and teasing, and a cockblocker. I shouldn't give a shit about her bipolar ass. But for some unknown reason I did. Which led me to sitting on my brother's girlfriend's bed.

"It's been a while since I've had the pleasure of your company," Rosalie said. She entered the room with a bottle of vodka in one hand and some Sprite in the other. Nothing like getting boozed to forget a broken heart. Now I am sounding like a fucking girl.

"Are you sure this is safe? Where is Emmett today? What about Jasper?" I asked, thinking about what they would do to me if they found out I was here and what I was about to do with Rosalie.

"I am sure. Emmett went with some guys from the team to Port Angeles. Seems that they were going to have a wrestling match or some shit like that. Jasper will stay with Alice today; her parents are out of town, so they will fuck like bunnies as usual. My folks are never here like you know, so tonight it's only you and me, Lover Boy," she said with a small grin on her lips.

"It's every girl's dream becoming true, Rose," I replied with a big grin on my lips, the first since I was kicked out of Bella's.

"Apparently not all girls. So I guess that the great Edward Cullen finally fell from his horse," she said to me with another smug look.

"Not so funny Blondie. When I finally thought I would get laid, she pulled a cockbloker move and kicked me out of the house. I still have blue balls for fucking sake," I said, frustrated.

"I am so sorry for you Eddie. 'Cause Bella is a hell of a lay. I still get hot just from thinking about it," she said sitting close to me.

"Well at least one of us did. She doesn't even let me fuck another chick. I couldn't even enjoy a fucking blow job because of her," I said and took the bottle from her hands. If this was gonna happen, then I needed a little liquid courage.

"Yada yada. Whatever. It's your own fault. If you didn't have to hook up with half of the town sluts she wouldn't think you are a bloody womanizer," she said taking the vodka from me and taking a shot herself.

"I have hooked up with you in the past, in case you've forgotten," I said, laughing at this screwed up situation.

"That's so not the point Cullen, besides we were fourteen," she said getting up and turning on her stereo. She always liked to put some music on for moments like this. Soon the sound of "The All-American Rejects" filled the room.

Another Heart Calls

Do you remember when we didn't care?
We were just two kids
That took the moment when it was there
Do you remember you at all?
Another heart calls

Yeah, I remember
When we'd start a night
Lie awake but dream
Until the sun would wash the sky

Just as soon as I see you
I didn't lie
But didn't I tell you?
As deep as I need you
You wanna leave it all

What can I do?
Say it's true
While everything that matters
Breaks in two
Say it's true
I'll never ask for anyone but you

Talk to me
I'm throwing myself in front of you
If this could be the last mistake
That I would ever wanna do
All I never I do is give
It's time you see my point of view

Just as soon as I see you
I didn't lie
But didn't I tell you?
As deep as I need you
You wanna leave it all

What can I do?
Say it's true
While everything that matters
Breaks in two
Say it's true
I'll never ask for anyone but you
But I'm too honest to figure it out
God knows that I'll do
What can I do?
Say it's true
I'll never ask for anyone but you

I'm sorry
So what?
That you don't think I've said enough
I'm sorry
I don't care
You will never learn

As soon as I see you
I didn't lie
But didn't I tell you?
As deep as I need you
You wanna leave it all

What can I do?
Say it's true
While everything that matters
Breaks in two
Say it's true
I'll never ask for anyone but you
But I'm too honest to figure it out
God knows that I'll do
Yeah, what can I do?
Say it's true


I'll never ask for anyone but you
I'll never ask for anyone but you
I'll never ask for anyone but you
I'll never ask for anyone but you
I'll never ask for anyone but you
I'll never ask for anyone but you

And of course this would remind me of Bella. Again. I am seriously considering cutting all the music out of my life. But I don't think that the silence would be any better. Rosalie interrupted my thoughts as she sat back on the bed.

"You are thinking about her aren't you? And I thought that song would remind you of our foolish pseudo relationship," Rose said, looking at me.

"Sorry. Everything seems to remind me of her today. How fucked up am I?" I said. This was a rhetorical question by the way.

"That's ok .That's how I felt about Emmett after I realized that I was in love with him," she said. Rosalie wasn't the kind of girl that opens her heart easily, but I guess we always could do this for each other.

What? Did you really think I was going to fuck my brother's girlfriend? Get your head out of the gutter. I know I am an asshole, but I respect my fucking family. Rose and I shared our first kiss when we were fourteen. It was odd, wet, with weird tongues and things like that, and we weren't in love or some shit. But we both wanted to share it with a special person, and we were friends, and at the time the only thing that she and Emmett shared was their taste for cars.

As soon as she grew a pair of boobs, Emmett was all over her. And, like any other 15 year old girl flattered by the idea of an older boy liking her, she fell hard for him. But I guess that he did too, 'cause they have been together ever since.

When the time passed, I was in my womanizer mode like Alice liked to call it, and she was all over my brother. Nobody knew about our first kiss, we lied to everybody and told them that it was another person. It was our secret. But we ended up growing away and each fell their own way until one day she came crying to me.

Her period was late and she was desperate. She couldn't tell Emmett without being sure, she couldn't tell Jasper 'cause he was her brother and would end up kicking Emmett's ass for knocking up his sister, she couldn't tell Alice because she would end up telling Jasper. And mainly she could not tell her parents because they would call her a dirty whore and probably kick her out of the house.

So I guess that desperate times require desperate measures. I was her only and last option. And being the nice guy I am deep down, I went to a drugstore outside Forks and bought her five pregnancy tests. I let her pee in my bathroom when Emmett was out with his friends and I held her hand when she looked at the test. Thank God they ended up all being negative.

That brought us back together. Every time she needed me I would be there, and she would do the same. Today was the first time that had happened, I mean, with me being the one needing comfort. We could always hang when the others weren't around. We didn't need anyone to judge us. We were friends. Period.

Rosalie and I ended up drinking the entire bottle of vodka, and soon my depression was replaced by the booze. I ended up sleeping on the floor, and she woke me up in the middle of the dawn so I could leave before anyone noticed I was there. It was good to spend some time with Rose. With her I could be me, and not worry about my reputation, or my name, or what she would think of me if I cried watching chick flicks. That happened only once, I swear.

As I drove back to my place, the only thing that I could think of was how light I was feeling. I didn't feel pain, or anger, or broken. I felt a kind of hope, hope that everything would be ok. That I would get her back. That we would be together. I would tell her that I fell for her. And I wouldn't be alone anymore.

BPOV

I still was curled on the floor against my bed when pouring rain started to fall. It suits my mood. I'd never been so depressed in my entire fucking life. Great. Edward turned me into a fucking EMO! Asshole.

I still couldn't believe this shit. How could he try to deny that he was making out with that slut? And I was thinking that something had happened to him. I should know better. After all he was me but with a dick.

No more tears for him. I decided that all I was feeling was broken pride. That's the only logical explanation. I am a rational person; I never follow my 'feelings', always my head. That's why I never get hurt from hooking up with those guys. I get what I want, they get what they want, no strings attached, simple as that. Why change a winning method?

This change from Phoenix to here was screwing with my head. That must be it. Real Bella would never shed a tear for a womanizer like Edward Cullen. Of course he was the best kisser ever, and knew very well how to do some foreplay, but that's it. There would never be anything besides that. Ever.

Maybe that was exactly what I needed, a limited relationship to sex. We would fuck, but wouldn't be together. He could still be a womanizer and I the school's most wanted girl. We couldn't change who we were, our nature, and I didn't want to. It was a very dangerous game we had been playing and it was time to set things straight.

I looked at my watch and saw it was past midnight. It was fucking late and I was too tired to think anymore. So I went to bed, wondering what tomorrow could bring me.

Before I knew it I was woken by my alarm clock. I stayed in bed for five more minutes and then went to get a shower. I needed to look nice. Today I would talk to Edward about this shit situation, and if he wanted to fuck me, it would have to be my way, not his. I liked to be in control, and I knew that my traitor body wanted him even if my mind was telling me to stay away. But what the fuck right?

After my shower I went and decided that I would look my best today. Nobody would know that I had cried the night before, or had a broken heart moment, or some shit. The badass Bella was back, and this time to stay. So I dried my hair, put on my black pair of lace boy shorts and bra, with a denim Lighthazels mini skirt, a white wispy hair girl top, my favorite jeweled blazer, a Juice Couture tote handbag, my "fuck me heels" that were knee high stiletto black suede boots, with vintage black earrings and my angel wing ring. (.com/bella_chap_14_set/set?id=8579776) I looked stylist and good enough to eat. I added my aviator classical sunglasses, shook my hair in a sexy Megan Fox style, took my car keys, and left for Hell School.

I turned my car stereo on, put some Muse blasting and went in high speed. Not that I wanted to arrive soon, but the high speed always made some thing inside of me feel warm or some shit. It calmed me down. Besides I have a fucking Mustang, so I should enjoy it.

I parked my car next to Alice's Porsche. She was sitting by the hood, staring at nowhere. She looked hot today, in a set that I had never imagined her in. She was wearing some black Denim Of Virtue ripped acid wash jeans, with a Stella McCartney black camisole, Frye Heidi buckle dark brown high biker boots with a dark brown Forzieri Italian leather motorcycle jacket, a pair of Yves Saint Laurent glass pearl hoop earrings, a Galliano Ivory leather newspaper print saddle bag and Ray-Ban 'Original aviator' sunglasses (.com/alice_chap_14_set/set?id=8585934). I was shocked. Alice didn't seem like the type of girl that would wear so much leather and even with all the expensive brands of clothes, she still had a biker look.

I stopped right in front of her and said the only thing that I could think about right now "Did hell freeze over?" I said with a smug smile.

"Fuck off Bella, I am doing this for my man," she replied.

"Why, is Jasper kinky for chicks in leather or for bikers girls?" I asked.

"I am trying to show him my support. Besides I do look fucking hot," she said giving me a little wink.

"Yeah you do babe. But what the hell do you mean about support..." I said, but couldn't finish my sentence as I heard one of the sweetest sounds ever. Fuck my life. No fucking way.

A black 2008 Ducati 1098 came running into the parking lot. I swear I got wet just from the sound of the engine. That was one of the hottest things ever. What? I am a biker girl, so fuck off ( picture on my profile). The owner of the bike stopped right in front of us. He turned off the bike's engine, and when he removed his helmet I almost had a heart attack. There was Jasper fuck me. Can this guy get any hotter? Alice is a lucky bitch. If he was single we would be doing some nasty things on this bike. Oh yeah baby. "Ladies, can I introduce to you my baby? This sexy girl is Maxie," he said, patting the bike. "Oh fuck me Jasper. You just turned into my perfect man. Alice want to share your boyfriend with me?" I asked, playing with her. "Why not, I bet we could do some kinky things together, the three of us," she played along, giving me a "take me now" kind of look. "What the fuck? The next time there happens to be some kind of pussy action can I watch?" Jasper said. "And by the way babe, I love the look, very fucking sexy in leather," he said, getting up from the bike and kissing Alice on the lips. I walked and started to memorize every detail about the Ducati. It's been a while since I had walked around a bike. The last time I had been arrested for doing a street race in Phoenix. My mother never let me have my own bike, but I always raced with other people's bikes. "Hey Jazz, can I get a ride in this sexy lady?" I asked, touching Maxie. "Why not La Bella, but only if you give me Meg's cars keys, just in case you decided to run with my baby," he said with his sexy southern accent. I threw my keys at him and gave my purse to Alice. I got his helmet 'cause I didn't want anyone in this shit town telling Charlie that I was riding a bike. I got on the bike, turned on the engine, and closed my eyes, enjoying the feeling of all that power between my legs. For me, racing was almost as good as sex. It made me feel powerful, sexy, in control. No matter if was my car or a bike. I loved it anyway. I was about to put the helmet on when somebody whispered in my ear. "So that's what you really like between your legs," he said, and the owner of the velvet voice was the one and only Edward Cullen. "Yeah, I need some power, and it's not just anyone that can me make me shiver just from a sound," I said, patting Maxie. "I was watching you out there. Never saw you look so sexy," he said to me, touching my lower back. "I guess that when you think you've seen everything, you realize you haven't," I replied in a flirting voice. I didn't let him answer; I put my helmet on and took off at high speed. He probably didn't think I knew how to drive a bike, which proves that he doesn't know shit about me. Since I learned to drive one when I was fourteen, I've never stopped. But my time was short. I soon had to come back to FHS. It was time for classes and some shit, and if I ditched it people would call Charlie and he would say shit and I didn't want him to fuck up my mojo. I parked the bike where it was before. They were all still there, now including Blondie and Emmett. She smiled big watching me getting off of the bike. I think she liked me even more right now. What can I say, motors and sex were very close to me and her. "Looking good babe. I knew that you were the type of girl that liked a strong and vibrating thing between your thighs," she said smiling at me.

I looked back to her, and she was smoking like always. Rosalie was certainly my type of girl. She was wearing True Religion Brand jeans, a pink beaded chiffon sheer crinkled tie back top with a pair of Pour la Victoire wine cut-out nubuck 'Bianca' platform pumps, a purple jacket with some Majesty Rhinestone Earrings, a Yves Saint Laurent handbag and Fendi Stitch sunglasses (.com/rosalie_chap_14_set/set?id=8587853) She was the only blonde chick I knew that could wear so much pink tunes without looking like a odd version of a Barbie doll.

"Oh, you have no idea, Blondie. It's been a while since I had such a fine specimen like this," I said, pointing to Maxie.

"Oh, I can see that. Good to know that something can fulfill your needs," she said and gave me a little wink.

"That was exactly what I needed babe. But I guess that I can always find other sources of satisfaction," I said, looking in Edward's direction.

"Well ladies, let's go, we've got class in five," said Alice and we moved toward the building.

I grabbed my bag, handed the helmet to Jasper, and looked at the boys that were looking at me with goofy smiles.

"I guess we'll talk later then guys. See ya, Lover Boy," I said the last in his ear as I passed him and grabbed Alice's and Rose's arms.

Edward was looking like I had grown another head or something. He probably thought I was bipolar or some shit like that, 'cause one day I adored him and let him touch me, then I threw him out of my house, and the next day I started to flirt with him again. But as soon as he gave me a little smile and nodded with his head I knew it had worked.

"And I am back in the game," I said with a smile on my lips. Playing with him would be easier than I thought.

A/N: Hey people! Hope you guys enjoyed the chap, I bet you all thought that Edward and Rose were going to cheat poor Emmett, hahahaha, I got you all punked!

I love Edward too much to make him such an ass.

Please keep up the reviews that I love soo much, and I will update soon!

Lots of love to LeKat, my amazing beta reader!

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- carol ;)