BellaPOV
I stared at my dad, in shock. "W-what?" Dad chuckled.
"News travels fast Bells." He replied. "Now, explain it to me, please." I sighed. So not in the mood for telling my dad about a short term boyfriend.
"Long story short, Edward spilt Iced Tea on me, hit me with a door, and took me to the hospital. I met his brother and his family after I accidentally left my phone in his car. I met up with him at the beach, and we almost got spotted, so he showed me this awesome place. I ran away, and I almost got raped. Then we bonded. I went out with him for, like, 2 hours before we broke up because he insulted me and wouldn't break up with his girlfriend." I felt light headed after I said all of that without taking a breath.
Dad looked taken back. I gave him a smile.
"I'm going to bed now. Love you!" I kissed his cheek and went off to my bedroom and jumped in my bed. I knew I was going to get interrogated tomorrow morning, but I didn't care at the moment. I wanted sleep.
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EdwardPOV
I went back to bed with a smile on my face. I had everything planned out, and I couldn't wait to start.
Now, I just have to wait.
I fell asleep with my head filled with Bella.
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One month later
"Alice! I want to do it now!" I pouted. Alice just shook her head and drank her orange juice.
She was sitting next to me at the table. We were both eating cereal.
"No, Edward. We have to wait 'til the end of summer break. Trust me, I know what I'm doing." She gave me a long look. I just glared.
"I can't stand being away from her this long!" I pulled at my hair. All I've done this summer is a signing at some new bookstore. It was so boring. I wished Bella was there. She would have made it fun.
Alice shook me out of my thoughts. "Deal with it. The longer you wait, the better." She stood up and walked over to the sink. She was 4 and a half months along, but you could hardly tell she was pregnant at all.
I guess she was serious about not wanting to be fat.
Alice caught me looking and glared. "Is there something on your mind?" She crossed her arms.
I chuckled and shook my head. Then there was a knock at the door.
"Knock knock!" We heard someone say as they opened the door.
Alice screamed, "Jazzy!" She went running. I followed after her.
When I opened the kitchen door into the living room, I covered my eyes. "Ew! Guys, that's disgusting!" Alice and Jasper were making out.
I saw Emmett and Rose behind them. Rosalie was huge! She even waddled. I think she had only a month left before she was due.
Alice giggled and continued kissing Jasper. Emmett covered his eyes as well. "THE SIGHT OF THOSE TWO ARE BURNED INTO MY MIND!" He boomed.
I chuckled. "Same here, bro!" I walked over to Em and punched his shoulder. "How are you? It's been a few days." Emmett smiled at me.
"I'm good. Sort of. It's been hectic lately." I nodded in understanding. Then I turned to Rosalie.
"How are you?" I asked in a polite tone. Hey, I was trying to be nice. She just makes it hard.
She crossed her arms and huffed. "Fat. Hungry. Bored." I nodded again.
"That's usually how pregnant ladies are." I commented. She just glared back.
Emmett put his hand on her back. "Rose." He said softly. "Be nice."
I smiled. "Yeah, Rose. Be nice."
"I'll be nice when I feel like being nice." And she stomped off into the kitchen.
I gave Emmett a look. "Seriously, Em." I shook my head.
Emmett gave me a humorless look. "I can't tell you everything, and I know you think my judgment is clouded, but it's not. She just has layers you need to get through. Trust me, I would know." And he went off after Rose.
I had no interest in going through all of Rose's layers. I turned back to Alice and Jasper. They were done kissing.
"Good. You're done."
"For now." Alice said with a smile. I rolled my eyes in response and gave Jasper a look. He just nodded.
Ever since the talk with me and my dad, he's been a little nervous. We were a little threatening and rude…But we were just protecting my sister. Jasper understood. He might not have liked it, but he understood.
"Well, I'm just…going to…go to my bedroom." And I bolted up the stairs.
Instead of heading to my bedroom, I decided to go to my music room. It always soothed and relaxed me. Plus, I have been working on a piece that I really want to finish.
The moment I stepped into the spacious room, I was instantly relaxed. I smiled to myself.
The room was huge. It had every instrument I was capable of playing. Piano, guitar, saxophone, flute, drums, and keyboard. I also had a giant shelf filled with CD's. You can tell that I love music when you see this room.
But I don't let just anybody in here. Not my girlfriend, not my parents, not even Alice. This room is more private than my own bedroom. Alice snuck in here one time, and I was livid. I screamed at her. She never came back in here. This room is sacred to me.
I walked over to my piano and gently slid my fingers over the keys. Then I sat down and took out my unfinished note sheet.
"Where should I go from here?" I asked myself. I had a troubled look on my face. I had writers block.
I replayed the song again and tried to think of how it should end, but I couldn't figure it out.
After another hour, I gave up. I stood up from my chair and angrily shoved my music sheets back in the seat. Then I heard a knock on my door.
"Can I come in?" I heard a soft voice say from the other side.
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BellaPOV
I just did something really stupid. I shouldn't have done it. But I felt amazing. It's been a month since I've been back, and I have been mostly cramped up in my house.
Everyone heard about the 'scandal' of Edward and I. They all thought I was famous or something. It was so annoying. Everyone would crowd over me, and I hated it.
My dad interrogated me very thoroughly the day after I came back. He was so surprised. But he handled it better than my mom. He didn't pity me at all. He was on my side and said that he was proud of the way I acted.
Back to the stupid thing I did.
So, I was feeling very rebellious today…and I sort of got a tattoo. Without telling anybody.
Before you freak out, it's nothing big…or noticeable. I got a small, red heart on my inner thigh.
I decided to go to Port Angeles to get the next book in the House of Night series I was reading. On my way back, I saw a tattoo shop. It just hit me that I wanted a tattoo.
I parked my white Lexus and walked across the street, into the small tattoo place. It was called Jim's. That was it. The only way you could tell it was a tattoo place, was by the window art. It showed tons of decorative ways to spell tattoo.
My feet practically took themselves into the place. It was very cramped. The walls were white, with pictures all over them. There was no privacy for getting your tattoo. There was just white stalls without doors.
Only two men worked there. I guess they didn't get much business or something. They were both filled head to toe in tattoos. Probably chain smokers and bikers.
Boy was I wrong.
My head caught up to my actions and was soon as one of the guys said to me, "Can I help you, Miss?" I was a deer caught in headlights.
I finally stuttered out, "I-I want a tattoo." The guy was wearing a black beanie, a black shirt, and dark blue jeans. He was clean shaven, and he had brown hair and brown eyes.
He gave me an amused smile. "That's why this is a tattoo place." He replied. I nodded vigorously. "So what do you want it to be? And where?" I didn't notice it before, but his voice sounded a little higher than a grown man's voice should.
The thought struck me of what I wanted. "A small red heart." I replied.
He nodded. "Where?"
"My…um…inner thigh." I blushed bright red. Awkward moment.
"I can do that for you. I need your I.D., and money beforehand. It will be eighty-seven dollars and sixty cents. Now what kind of heart are you looking for?" He bent down under the white desk and brought back up a book of tattoos.
"There's this one, this one, or this one.." He pointed to different types of hearts. It made my head swim.
"Just a simple heart. Like this…" I grabbed a pen out of my purse and drew a heart on my hand. One side curved in, while the other side stayed normal. When I showed him, he smiled.
"Easy." I handed him all the things he asked for. Then he said, "Oh! I'm Paul by the way." He gave me a nice smile. I smiled back.
"Bella. As you know from my I.D." He just chuckled.
"You're lucky we count 17 year olds as adults here. You wouldn't have been able to get your tattoo without parent signature otherwise." He gave me another smile as another guy came in through the back.
He was gorgeous. Tanned skin tone.. Black, spiky hair, muscular, but not too much, and he had laugh lines. Perfectly shaven.. He reminded me of Jacob in a way.
"Hey, how are you today?" He asked me. "I'm Embry." He said with a smile. He was wearing a black sweater that was pulled up to his elbows with light blue jeans. The way his voice sounded too…he couldn't possibly be…
"I'm good. I'm Bella." I smiled back. Embry looked at Paul.
"How's it goin' in here, honey?" He asked with love in his eyes. I nodded to myself. They're gay.
I almost laughed at the scenario. Two tough looking tattoo artists that were gay. It was actually inspiring.
Paul smiled back at him. "It's great. She wants a red heart on her inner thigh. Do you want to do it, or will I?"
Embry thought about it for a moment as he stopped right next to Paul. "You can do it. I'll just watch. Make sure you do it right." He turned to me and whispered, "I'm the better tattoo artist. He's the amateur!"
I giggled at him. I felt my blush on my cheeks though.
Paul walked around and handed me my stuff, right before grabbing my arm and leading me to a stall. I'm glad no one else was here.
"Okay, so you're going to have to take off your pants so I can get to your inner thigh." He directed. I nodded, but made no attempt to do so. "Right now." He added.
I nodded again. "Oh! Okay…" Good thing these guys were gay, or I don't think I would have went with it.
After halfway through the painful tattooing, I finally asked Embry, "Do you know a Jacob Black, by any chance?"
Embry looked shocked for a second. "Yeah, I do actually! That's my cousin."
I smiled. "You did look similar to him. Jake and I are close friends. He's also dating my sister."
His eyes widened. "You're Angela Swan's sister?" He smiled widely. "Jake has talked so much about you and Angela! Ever since his trip back from California, I swear he's been crazy. It's such a small world!"
I laughed. The pain in my thigh was starting to fade. "Is there a reason why your place is called Jim's?" I asked, totally changing the subject.
He nodded. "That's Paul's dad. He died right before we got this place."
I frowned. "I'm sorry for the loss."
They both waved it away. "Whatever." They said in unison.
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Paul finally finished my tattoo, and I didn't regret it one bit. Before I left, I got each of their numbers. They were so nice and fun. They didn't even comment on the Edward Cullen thing, even though I noticed the magazine on the desk they have.
Now, here I am, driving back home. The worry started to consume me. How is dad going to react when he finds out? Will he find out? Should I tell him?
I shook my head. "He'll explode if I tell him his little girl got a tattoo." I said to myself. "Be brave. Secretive. No big deal."
The entire ride home, I was talking myself into keeping it a secret.
"You can do it." I whispered. I just pulled up in the driveway. Charlie still wasn't home. It was six o' clock. He probably has late shift.
I got out of the car and went into the empty house.
When I entered the house, the first thing I did was take a shower. I had to keep this wrap around my tattoo and put this non-infection lotion stuff on it.
I got out of the shower and walked to my room. My phone signaled it had a message.
What I read made my blood run cold.
Didn't expect that now did ya?;) Bella getting a tattoo...Recognize the spot where she got it? Wait til Edward finds out...:)Okaaay so the real action is going to start in the next couple of chapters..then the story is going to be over:( Please revieww! I love you all! Oh and...Rosalie's past is coming closer...You'll find out the truth soon:) Keep reading!
~ilovethetwilightcast
