Title: Sinful Thoughts
Author: Readingmama/Vampiremama
Beta: AcrossTheSkyInStars
Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight or any of its characters. No copyright infringement is intended.
Continuity: AH/AU
Rating: M cause you never know when a lemon writes itself.
Chapter 20
BPOV
Alice and I decided to let Edward sleep in the next morning and meet for breakfast. Her petite self was already waiting in a booth by the time I got there. I headed over to her and took a seat.
We traded small conversation until we placed our order, and then I jumped in.
"So Edward felt like your aunt didn't like him or something."
"No, I don't think that was it. I don't know what has gotten into her, she was really quiet this morning and Uncle Carlisle was hovering."
"Weird," I said.
"She asked a lot of questions about both of you; it was hard not to blow your cover. I really don't know what you tell everyone here. I just told her that you both had a dad on the police force and you grew up together, I hope that is okay?"
"That's great Alice, I'm sorry you had to lie for us."
"Don't worry about it. So anyway, I want you to dish, girl. You have sat and listened to me dish about Jasper so many times, it's your turn."
A big smile came across my face. "What do you want to know?"
"Okay, the first thing I don't understand is, weren't you dating some guy named Jake?"
"That was a cover. Fake dates so that we could go out together," I replied.
"You are one clever girl, Bella Swan. So it wasn't like weird at all, kissing your brother?"
"Edward had always been my best friend first. And brother or not, it would be hard to miss the hotness, when I found out we weren't actually related, it just felt natural," I said, fudging the timeline. There was no need to tell her that I kissed him and fell for him before I knew the truth. She was accepting but I doubt she would have been that accepting.
"So did you guys sneak into each other's rooms at night?"
"No, we were too worried to get caught. We fooled around a little while we still lived at home but it wasn't until we were here that we had a chance to really explore our physical relationship." I blushed giving Alice these details, but it felt good to share nonetheless.
Alice asked me all the details, and while I could see some of the answers made her squirm, she was doing her best to be open to it. She was truly one of the best friends a girl could have.
We ate our breakfast and then went outside to catch the bus back to the apartment. I caught sight of the bus arriving on the other side of the street and darted across to catch it. The last thing I remember was a blue sedan connecting with the left side of my body, Alice's scream, and then blackness.
EPOV
I woke up without Bella at my side and found myself frowning. I had slept alone for the majority of eighteen years and then I find myself unable to be comfortable without her by my side. I hadn't slept well; strange dreams of Alice's relatives were haunting me, specifically her aunt. I couldn't remember the exact dream; just a feeling and it left me affected.
I pulled myself out of bed and scratched my balls openly; I guess that was one benefit of waking up alone. I peed, showered, shaved, and got dressed in no time flat. I knew Alice would talk Bella's ear off so I would have at least another hour before they got back. I decided to take this time to go to the campus library and grab a book I had forgotten to pick up.
The brisk air on the ten minute walk to campus cleared my head and shook me out of my morning slump. Life was good, I had a beautiful girlfriend and now a friend who accepted us the way we were. Riley and Vicky were great, but they didn't know about our past. It was likely something we would keep them from indefinitely.
I arrived on campus and the place was pretty sparse, most of the students electing to get out of town for the break. On my way to the library, I was surprised to run into Carlisle.
"Oh, hi Edward," he said, seeming uncomfortable seeing me. The strange feeling from the dream came back. What had I done to offend these people?
"Hello, sir," I replied.
"Are you here alone?" He asked, looking around at the empty hallway.
I raised my eyebrows at his unusual question but answered, "Yes."
"Oh good, I actually wanted to speak with you. Do you have a moment?"
"Sure," I said following him back towards his office.
He gestured for me to have a seat and I took it. I couldn't figure out why he would want to talk to me. Maybe my paper hadn't gone as well as I had thought.
"My wife and I wanted to talk to you about something…"
"Okay," I said, unsure.
"We would like to have you over for dinner tonight, just you, if that is okay."
"Uhm, this is kind of weird," I said honestly. I didn't think they would kidnap me and keep me tied up in the basement for their kinky pleasure, but that was how I envisioned those situations starting.
"Sorry Edward, I don't mean to make you uncomfortable. I just think we might have some information that you would be interested in."
"Could you give me a hint?" I inquired; curiosity may have killed the cat but I had to know.
"I promised my wife that I would let her talk to you."
I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket. I looked up apologetically before pulling it out and answering it.
"Hello."
"Edward! It's Alice. Bella's been hit by a car," a panicked Alice screeched through the phone.
"What? Where is she? Is she all right?" I rattled off.
"We are on the way to the hospital but she is unconscious. They are taking her to Northwestern."
"Okay, I am on my way."
"Is there something wrong?" Carlisle asked as I closed my flip phone.
"Bella's been hit by a car, I need to go."
"Here, I will drive you," he said.
We rushed out to his car and jumped in. I was grateful that he seemed to be driving faster than the speed limit. I needed to get to Bella; she was my life and the thought of something happening to her would end me.
We pulled up to the hospital and I was surprised when Carlisle followed me in. I immediately found Alice in the waiting room. She ran up and wrapped her arms around me.
"They won't let me in, they say only family can go in," she said.
Not thinking, I grabbed the first nurse I saw and said, "Isabella Swan's room please, I am her brother."
Alice looked at me with wide eyes and I turned to see Carlisle standing there with a confused look. I could see it in his face that he knew I wasn't lying. It was something I would deal with later as Bella was my first priority at the moment.
The nurse checked my ID and then led me down the hall to a small room. Bella was lying in the hospital bed with her eyes closed. There were tubes coming out of her nose and her arm was in a cast.
"Is she going to be okay?" I asked nervously.
"She'll be fine," replied the nurse, "she'll just be sore for a few days. The doctor said he thinks he will release her tonight."
"Thank God," I breathed out.
I pulled up the lone chair in the room and placed it beside her bed. I sat down and took her good hand in mine. It was then the sobs came out. My beautiful girl was broken and I couldn't do anything to fix it. I placed my forehead down on top of our hands as the situation flooded over me.
"Shhhhh," I heard her say and my head shot up. "Don't cry, baby. I'm okay."
"Bella, I was so worried. I love you so much Sweetpea."
"Is Alice here?" She asked.
"Yeah, she and Carlisle are out in the waiting room."
"You should go tell them to go home, I'll be fine."
"I'll go and give them an update but I will be right back," I promised.
"Okay," she replied.
I found Alice sitting with her knees pulled up to her chest. She looked as white as a ghost. I hadn't thought about it until now, but she had seen it. Alice had watched Bella get hit by a car. The thought made me shiver.
"Hey Alice," I said sitting next to her, "she is going to be okay. She has a broken arm and will be pretty sore for the next few days but she'll be all right."
She let out a sigh of relief. "Don't hate me, but I called your parents."
"Why would I hate you for that?"
"Cause they are coming," she stated.
"Oh," I replied, not knowing what to do with that information. "When?"
"They are catching a flight first thing in the morning; they will be here by noon."
"Shit, okay. Did Carlisle take off?"
"No, he went to call my aunt."
"Okay, I am going to go tell Bella and then I have to run back to the apartment and prepare. Please try and keep Carlisle away while my parents are here. My slip today could really screw us."
"Sure, I'll call you tomorrow, okay?"
"Yeah, thanks Alice."
I went back to Bella's room to explain the trouble that we were in.
BPOV
When Edward explained that our parents were coming because of my accident, my heart rate shot up, causing the nurse to come in and administer more morphine. Before I became completely incoherent, I told Edward to go home and fix up the spare room like it was mine.
He would have a lot of work to do; hiding couple-type pictures of us and make the spare room look lived in. All I wanted to do was go home and curl up into Edward's arms, and the thought of not having that made me want to weep.
Around eight pm they let me go home. Edward had returned about a half hour before that and had brought me some clean clothes. The ones I was wearing were cut off and it may have been the morphine, but I was lamenting the loss of my six year old jeans.
Arriving back at the apartment was surreal. It wasn't the place I had been living in for the past several months, it was foreign. The loving pictures of us were gone. He had taken down the love note off the fridge that I had put up there for him a week ago. We had done all that when Alice had arrived; it was our bedroom that was the most upsetting. Edward had moved his clothing and personal effects into the spare room. The sight of his slippers gone from the side of the bed was making me feel weepy again.
"Do you need help changing?" Edward asked as I sat down on the bed, exhausted.
"Yeah, and I could use a sponge bath too," I said, only half joking.
Instead of laughing, he led me into the bathroom, flipped the seat down, and sat me on the toilet. He helped me out of my sweater and then pulled off my socks. I lifted my hips so he could slide down my pants and underwear.
He filled the sink with warm water and grabbed a facecloth. He took his time washing my body, drying as he went and placing a towel around me to keep warm the parts he wasn't washing. I felt extremely tired and I laid my head on his shoulder as he washed my legs.
When he was finished, he picked me up and carried me back into the bedroom. He selected a pair of flannel pajama pants and t-shirt for me to sleep in. He took great care in dressing me before helping me lay down in the bed.
"Do you need a drink or anything?" He asked.
"No, I just need you beside me. We have no idea how long mom and dad are going to stay so I don't know when the next time I will have you with me is."
His eyes mirrored the sadness I was feeling. I was past the point of wanting my mommy to come take care of me when I was sick. I wanted my boyfriend, and it was getting taken from me and I was mad. I wanted to tell them so badly.
"Let's tell them Edward," I said coming in and out of slumber.
"That's the morphine talking Bella; we will talk about it later."
It was near noon when I woke up the next morning. Edward was gone from my side and I assumed he had left to go pick up our parents from the airport.
I hobbled out of bed, feeling like I had been hit by a car and then snorted a little at the fact that I had been hit by a car. My legs, arms, and back felt like they had all been through the worst workout of their lives.
I found a little note on the table along with a muffin, stating that Edward had gone to the airport and there was coffee in the pot. I smiled at the little heart he drew at the bottom of the note and then scowled at the fact that I had to hide it. With the way that I was feeling, the morphine had clearly left my system and I was still thinking telling our parents might be the right thing.
If we were going to lose them either way, shouldn't it be with the truth? They might accept us just like Alice and then we wouldn't have to lose anything.
It took great effort to work the knots out of my hair, and I needed to wash it badly, but I would have to wait for help. I knew that they would be back soon, so I grabbed a blanket and curled up on the couch, waiting for my life to turn upside down yet again.
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