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Ch14 - Sleep Walks and Sleep Talks

EPOV

I went to the bathroom to clean as much of the vomit off of my shoes as I could. I guess I didn't really want to argue with Bella, but I would have happily accepted Rose fucking interfering without the additional aid of the vomit.

By the time I made it back out to the bar, Bella, Alice, and Jasper had all gone home for the night.

"Edward," Rose said to me curtly from her perch on the barstool.

"Rose."

"You smell like shit."

"Well nice to see you too." The sarcasm literally dripped from my lips as I got a bottle of water and went back to the platform.

It was empty now, but at least up here I would be left alone to sober up before driving home because I wasn't fucking getting a cab.

I didn't live that far away so after an hour of diluting the alcohol in my stomach, I made my way home.

The apartment was dark inside, but the blinds in the lounge were still open allowing the light from the moon to stream through and illuminate the space.

"Fuck!" I swore loudly as I tripped over a pair of heels just inside the door.

I looked up and could see a chick's coat and bag slung over the back of the suede couch. This didn't really surprise me since Alice had a key to our place. Our place was the closest to the club and it wasn't unusual for Jazz and Alice to stay over, rather than drive back to their home. The spare room was practically theirs anyhow. Plus, it was nice to wake up on Saturday and have a brunch togetherin the apartment.

I went to my room to have a shower and strip out of all the sweaty bar clothes I was in. I toed off my poor Nikes and left them outside my door, making a note to chuck them tomorrow. The vomit was not going to come out of the inside lining at all! It didn't help that the majority of contents in Bella's stomach were liquid with a small amount of what looked to be noodles or pasta?

I tried to fucking sleep after the shower, but my mind was still racing with the events of the night. Bella was really not herself when she was drunk - I didn't like that Bella. She reminded me a bit of Rose - I hated how Rose behaved sometimes.

I tossed and turned for another half hour before getting up to do fucking something. I decided on getting a drink of water.

I wandered down the hall in the dark towards the kitchen and grabbed a glass from the cupboard before filling it with some water from the fridge. I turned to sit up on the bench to drink it when a small movement startled me.

"Holy Shit!" I screamed out.

There was someone sitting in the fucking shadow of the kitchen on the bench. The person sitting there did something to make a loud thumping noise, which was most likely their head hitting the top cabinet.

There was a very girlish giggle that followed. Bella's giggle.

"You scared the fuck out of me, Bella. What the hell are you doing sitting here in the dark?" I didn't mean to shout at her, but my heart was fucking trying to jump back into my chest.

"I was thirsty so I came to get some water." She was still giggling a bit, which meant she was probably still a little tipsy. You would think she was sober now that she threw up her night's consumption of alcohol onto my shoes.

"How come you're here?" I expected Ali to have dropped her home.

"Alice offered me a place for the night." I accepted the answer not really caring that there was someone extra crashing at my place.

Who am I kidding? I was fucking over the moon that she stayed here. Fuck, I wouldn't be able to sleep now knowing we were under the same roof.

Having spilled half my glass of water on the floor now, I went to fill it up at the tap and took a drink to try and calm myself down.

As I finished the water, I looked up to see Bella fucking checking me out. She was staring me up and down so intently that it took her a little bit before she realized I was watching her. She blushed furiously when she realized I had caught her.

I knew she was not completely sober so this might not have been the best time to ask her about dinner, but don't drunk people tell you the most honest things?

It turned out she did actually want to go to dinner, and I believed that she was genuinely sorry for forgetting. Bella was always a shit liar so I could tell she wasn't making excuses. She offered to buy me new shoes too, but those fuckers were limited edition shit that couldn't be replaced.

As we talked, my body gravitated towards hers until I could feel my bare skin in contact with her silky smooth, hot thigh. I desperately wanted to put my hand on it and stroke that softness.

I don't even remember what we were talking about, but I suddenly had my hand on her cheek, hers was on mine, and we were leaning dangerously close to one another. Her cheek was so smooth I wanted to trail my fingers all over her body to see if the rest of it would glide so nicely under my fingertips. I could tell she had washed out her mouth or something because it was all minty fresh. We were leaning into one another and I wanted to feel her lips on mine, but we both hesitated just a breath away from connecting.

I knew she was hesitating - afraid that this was moving too fast, and I was hesitating to allow her to hesitate. Did that make any fucking sense? I wasn't going to dive in and maul her mouth. But when the fucking cockblocking pixie stumbled in and blinded us with the light, I wished I didn't hesitate.

She quickly scampered off and Bella hopped off the bench and followed suit. My eyes were adjusting to the change in lighting from dark to light and back to dark again, but through my blurry sight I got a look at what Bella was actually wearing. She was in some skimpy black singlet and what looked to be….my fucking boxers. I held in a groan. God hated me!

I stayed in the kitchen a while longer not being in the mood to sleep just yet. The images of her in a skimpy singlet and my fucking boxers were running rampant in my mind. I really needed to lock myself in and away from Bella.

About half an hour later I padded back to my room. I could hear voices behind Emmett's door, and I knew he was still at the club which meant they had to belong to Alice and Jazz. I really didn't want to know what the noises were for. This meant Bella was in the guest room. It took every ounce of control for me to will my body to move past that door and not to peek inside.

In the fortress of my room, I shut the door and leaned up against it trying to calm the inner horny fucker from breaking out and going to have my way with her. Fuck, I really needed to get a hold of myself.

My room was dark, being that the windows were curtained off, but it was my room so I knew my way around in the dark regardless. Making my way to the bed I could hear the softest sound of deep breathing. Breathing? I turned on the bedside lamp to see Bella fast asleep in my fucking bed!

God, why do you torture me so?

She was fast asleep and looked so peaceful. Her lips were slightly parted and she was snuggled into my pillow on her side. The sheet was tangled around her feet and my boxers had been rolled a few times at the top, obviously too big for her. The pant leg was too big for her delicately small limbs and had therefore ridden up easily giving me a teasing glimpse of the black fucking lacy panties she had on.

I had to get out of that room fast. I was clad in only boxer-briefs and if she were to wake up, she would see exactly how big of a horny fucker, plus perv, I was.

I leaned over to turn off the lamp, but as the darkness fell around us once again I heard her voice.

"Edward."

I froze thinking I had been caught.

But she didn't sit up and her voice was not alarmed.

She sighed and rolled over onto her back. I was still frozen there, afraid that a single movement would wake her. I didn't even know why she was in my bed.

"Im sorry Edward…" Her voice was breathy and I knew then that she was sleep talking.

I learned of her sleep talking as kids when she used to sleep over.

I was too intrigued to leave, wanting to know what she was dreaming about. She was still saying 'sorry' so I assumed she was dreaming about our earlier conversation in the kitchen.

"Hmm….abs….the water… lips…"

Now I was super intrigued. I knew she was staring at my nakedness before, but her blushing when caught was not as satisfying for my ego as her breathy moans in her sleep talking. I felt like climbing in besides her and asking her to tell me more. It was getting painfully uncomfortable in my boxer-briefs and I had to leave Bella before I jumped her in her sleep.

I didn't want to sleep in the guest room in case Bella woke up and realized she was in the wrong room and tried to get back into the correct one. So I settled for the fucking couch.

I couldn't sleep for about two hours and when I finally did get some shut eye, Emmett came in from work.

"Fucker, get off my couch. It's Saturday morning and I need my couch for my cartoon time."

"Fuck off. I'm sleeping."

He tipped something cold on my face scaring the shit out of me as I fell off the couch trying to get away from him.

"What the fuck, Em!? You poured fucking cereal milk on my face."

"Saturday morning. Cartoons," he stated, "and why aren't you in your own fucking bed? Why the couch?"

I was furiously trying to wipe milk out of my eyes.

"Bella's in my bed."

Emmett spat his milky cereal at my bare chest splattering it all over me.

"Bella? I thought you had a fight? Why the fuck aren't you all up in that shit Eddie boy?"

I tackled him and used his hair to mop up his milk, cereal and spit from my chest.

"No, dickhead. She crashed here with Alice and Jazz. I think they're in your room so you may want to burn your sheets when they're done."

"Oh that's not cool." He ran off to his room then banging on the locked door, "You two better have been playing fucking chess on those sheets all night and nothing else!"

Yeah they were playing chess, Alice was the Queen and Jasper was her pawn!

He was going to wake up the whole building with that yelling.

I needed to go shower again to wash this shit off my chest. That was twice in twelve hours that someone had regurgitated their meal onto me. I didn't like this trend.

There was a shared bathroom that I could have used but I really fucking wanted to use my own bathroom ; it already had all my shit in there that I would need.

I peeked my head into my room to see if Bella was still in there. She was splayed out on her stomach with her limbs going every which way, but she was still sleeping peacefully with a little snore to it. I had to smile, it was so fucking cute. I tiptoed into the bathroom and shut the door as quietly as I could, not wanting to wake her.

I hadn't relieved my problem from earlier in the night with Bella moaning my name and all, but I couldn't exactly rub one out with her sleeping on the other side of the door. That was just too wrong.

I finished my shower and as I draped my towel over my waist I realized I didn't bring any clothes in with me because I normally just walked out to change. I would have to sneak out, grab some clothes, and head back in to change.

I cracked the door open slowly stealing a glance at my bed. It was empty. I breathed a sigh of relief and swung the door open and charged towards my dresser for some clothes. What I didn't anticipate was Bella heading towards the same bathroom I just walked out of. We ran smack bang into one another and I could feel her small frame bouncing back off of mine, so I reached out quickly to steady her by her hips. Hips that were still clad in my boxers. Fuck, I think I just went hard again.

Seeing her reminded me of her sleep talking and I couldn't help but smirk as I greeted her a good morning.

She must have been in a sleepy daze because she stood there, in my arms, slowly running her fingers up and down my biceps while staring wide eyed at my chest.

"Edward, get up and make the French toast al-ready……….." the pixies voice faltered on the last word.

"What's going on here?" She demanded.

"This isn't what it looks like," I had to defend myself taking a step back from Bella.

"Ali! You better wash the shee… Well morning Eddie, Bella," Em stopped his complaint as he walked into the room seeing me and Bella together.

"What's going on here?" He grinned.

"That's what I just asked," the pixie was getting on my damn nerves.

"Its not what…" but before I could finish, Jazz walked in to see what the commotion in my room was about.

"Oh for fucks sake," I groaned.

"Well what do we have here?" Jasper's southern twang sang out.

"What I can see is a wet, towel clad Eddie, and Bella in Edward's underwear."

Emmett was such a fucker.

"I didn't put her in my boxers."

Bella was shocked out of her daze by then.

"Wait. Someone explain to me what the hell is happening? Why am I supposedly wearing Edwards's clothes? Why is everyone here at Alice's?"

"Bella, honey, this is Edward and Emmett's place. It's the closest place we crash at after most nights out at Equinox. I didn't think you would want to sleep in your jeans, so I put you in his boxers. But why are you in Edwards's room? I set you up in the guest room."

"I went to get a drink and then I got lost going to the bathroom and ended up here I guess. Look it's just a big misunderstanding. Nothing happened between me and Edward."

"Yeah I can see someone didn't get his release last night," Em snickered at me.

I guess I had started to pitch a tent in my towel.

"Ok, everyone, get the fuck out of my room so I can put some damn clothes on."

Everyone marched out, but I held Bella back a second before letting her head out.

"Hey, I'm sorry if that was awkward. You know Em's an idiot."

"No, I should be apologizing. I put you out last night. Where did you sleep anyway?"

"On the couch, but that doesn't matter. Stay for breakfast ok?"

"Um…ok." She gave me a small smile before heading off.

I put on some clothes and headed out to make breakfast for the rest of the circus that was under my roof this morning.

Ali and I usually made breakfast together. It was cute in a sibling sort of way. We worked together to whip up some French toast, some eggs, bacon, mushrooms, fruit and yogurt. We were growing boys and need lots of fucking food ok? By the time we finished it was usually around ten so we would call this our weekend brunch. Some days Rose would be here too, but thankfully this fucking morning she wasn't.

Everyone else was still dressed in their pajamas except for me and Em, who was still in his work clothes. We had a nice breakfast, which was surprisingly not awkward but very comfortable like we had all done this a million times before. Well the rest of us had, minus Bella.

Rose turned up as we were finishing up, but it didn't matter since she didn't fucking eat anything. Ever.

"Hey baby,' Em greeted her with a sloppy kiss, "I'm about to crash, but I'm sure we can go for a round before I pass out." He waggled his eyebrows at her.

"Sorry babe, but I have a shopping date with Ali."

Emmett pouted, but from the looks of him, he would have fucking passed out as soon as he stripped out of his clothes.

"Oooh yay. Shopping. Can you drop us home first so I can change?" Ali was bouncing on her feet.

"Yeah. Grab your shit and your boy and let's make a move." Rose was such a lady.

Alice had darted off and grabbed all her stuff and returned to the table, when she realized Bella was still here too.

"Oh, did you want to come too Bella? Rose could drop you off as well?"

The look on Rose's face showed her reluctance at driving Bella.

"Ali, I just want to go home. Jake will be worrying and we need to talk anyway."

I decided to save both her and Rose. "I can drive Bella home," I offered.

All eyes snapped around to me.

"What? I can do something nice," I growled back at their shocked faces.

"Only when you want something," both Rose and Alice mumbled under their breaths.

Both girls giggled realizing they had said the exact same thing.

Alice and Jazz left with Rose while Emmett went to bed.

I went to my room to grab my keys and wallet when I heard a gentle knock on the door.

"Hey," it was Bella, "I just thought I would return these. Thanks by the way."

She was holding my boxers out and I wanted to tell her to keep them. The possessive fucker in me wanted her to be adorned by something of mine. She placed them on my bed.

"Thanks."

"Guess I'll be doing somewhat of a walk of shame home this morning," she gestured down to her clothes she wore the previous night trying to make a joke of it.

"You can borrow a shirt if it makes you feel any better?"

"That would be nice. I think I spilled maple syrup on this singlet and it's kind of sticky."

Oh sticky and sweet, how I would love to lick her clean.

I was lost for words and handed her a black shirt silently, with drool probably dribbling out of my mouth, and she went into my bathroom to change.

"You look better in it than I do," I admitted to her when she came back out.

It was obviously too big for her, but she made it work by tying a knot on the side of it gathering it together. But every time she moved, a sliver of her creamy white stomach would come into view teasing me.

The drive back to her place wasn't long, but we still managed to have a comfortable conversation.

I was surprised that she prompted the conversation.

"So I was serious about doing dinner again. How about tomorrow night? At the same place? I'll even pick you up if it makes you feel better?" She was teasing me, but I knew she was trying to cover up the guilt in her voice about letting me down last night.

"Yeah, tomorrow works. But can I come to pick you up instead? I like to drive."

"Oh good, I hate driving. It's such a chore. Jake drives me around most places." Her smile faltered at the mention of Jake.

"I guess the two of you don't fight all that often?"

"No. Never actually. Sure we get annoyed at each other for petty things around the house but never like this."

"I'm sure you will work it out. Aren't you practically family?" I wanted to ask what the fight was about, but didn't want to push her for information.

She smiled. "Yeah we are definitely family."

We pulled up to her place but she hesitated at getting out.

"I can walk you in if you'd like?" Maybe I would get an invite in?

"No. I don't think that would help anything. But thank you Edward. I'll see you tomorrow at seven."

She leaned over the console and gave me a kiss on the cheek before hopping out. I was a little shocked by how forward she was, but I took it like a smiling fool.

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