SEDKDA Chapter 21 – Forks
I sat in the car, watching the trees pass by in a green and brown blur. I was on my way to Forks, to Charlie's house. I was nervous as to how this visit would go. My stomach had been doing somersaults the entire trip. I knew why I was nervous too. It all started three weeks ago.
Flashback:
Edward was down on one knee, holding a black velvet ring box. It was opened to reveal a beautiful white gold ring with a princess cut natural emerald that was surrounded by small diamonds.
"Bella, my life was just like this album, completely blank, until you came into it. You filled it with color, dimension, and life. Now, just like this album, I want to fill it with our future. I can't imagine going through this life without you by my side and you would make me the happiest man ever if you would do me the honor of becoming my wife. So, Isabella Marie Swan, will you marry me?"
I sat there, half shocked and half awed. The most wonderful man I had ever met just asked me to marry him. I didn't know what to say. I knew he wanted me to say yes but there was still so much he didn't know about me.
My book was the biggest block in the road. Wait, who was I kidding? My book was like Mt. Everest blocking the smallest trail known to man. I had to tell him but how? Now was not the time…that was for sure.
Here I sat, thinking all this through while Edward kneeled before me. His look of love and assuredness slowly became a look of panic and unease. He was waiting for my decision and I knew what it was, with all my heart.
"Yes," I squeaked.
"Yes?" Edward asked, questioning if I had actually accepted his proposal.
"YES!" I screamed as I jumped off of the couch and tackled him, peppering his face with kisses.
Edward laughed beneath me as he returned the kisses. Then he sat up, bringing me with him so I was straddling his legs. He removed the beautiful emerald and diamond ring from the box and slid it carefully onto my left ring finger; the biggest smile I had ever seen him smile was gracing his angelic features.
End flashback.
Two weeks later Edward insisted on telling our parents and because of that we were now on our way to Forks to see Charlie. We were visiting him for three days then driving to see Edward's parents for three more. The Masen's lived in northern California along the coast.
To tell you the truth, I was more scared about the visit with my dad then I was about the visit with the Masen's. My dad had a gun, well, several actually. He never had the chance to "clean his gun" for a guy when I lived with him. I had refused to date in high school because of that very reason.
I sat in the passenger seat thinking about this as the GPS navigation system directed Edward through the final few turns to the house and person that could possibly scare off my fiancé. My fiancé…I loved the sound of it, especially when I was thinking of my fiancé being Edward Masen. I was startled from my thoughts by the car shutting off in front of my dad's house.
I leaned over to kiss Edward for what may be the last time in three days, knowing my dad, and slowly began to lose myself in the kiss. My hand instinctively wound up into his copper locks and started to tug. I quickly noticed that Edward had stopped kissing me and when I opened my eyes to find out why, he was staring towards my dad's house.
I broke away from Edward and turned to see my dad standing on the front porch with his hands on his hips. I was thankful that he wasn't in his uniform and that he wasn't armed. I didn't need him shooting Edward just yet.
Edward and I got out of the car and headed up to Charlie. I got to him first and pulled him into an awkward hug. Even though I had spent most of my life with my dad, he still had issues showing physical affection after everything with my mom. As I was hugging Charlie I whispered in his ear, "Take it easy on Edward please." Charlie chuckled and released me before reaching his hand out to meet Edward's outstretched hand.
"Mr. Swan, it's my pleasure to meet you. Bella has spoken highly of you," Edward said with a slight wince in his voice. I glanced at the handshake and saw the muscles flexing on both sides as each one tried to out-squeeze the other.
"Yes Edward, likewise, and please, call me Charlie," my dad answered with some gruffness. I could tell that Edward was giving him a run for the money on the grip. Neither one seemed to be backing off so I decided to break up the dick size contest.
"Dad! Give it a rest and let's go in," I said as I took hold of Edward's free hand and started to pull him around Charlie. Charlie finally let go and I noticed both him and Edward flexing their hands as they walked inside of my childhood home.
Nothing had changed from the yellow cabinets to the mismatched chairs surrounding the kitchen table. I groaned when I spotted the décor of the table. Charlie had out both of his shotguns, his rifle, and three pistols. They were spread across the table along with multiple types of ammunition and his gun cleaning kit.
"DAD! You didn't have to go and do the whole 'cleaning your gun thing' did you?" I asked in an exasperated tone.
"Uh…well…yeah…" Charlie fumbled as he rubbed the back of his neck. "Come on and give your old man a break Bells. You never let me have the satisfaction of it when you lived here." Wow. I knew Charlie loved me and all but I didn't know he wanted all of those 'Dad' moments. I rolled my eyes and went to pick up the rifle to start putting the guns away.
"WHOA! WHOA! WHOA!" I heard in unison as both Edward and Charlie sprang towards me to take the rifle from my hands.
I released it and held my hands up in the air like I was guilty.
"Calm down you two! I know how to handle a gun. Dad, you should know better. You taught me to shoot remember? And Edward, I know my way around a gun cabinet and all that." I couldn't believe these two. I had a feeling, though, that Edward's reaction had earned him my father's respect since he wanted to protect me.
"Sorry," they both mumbled sheepishly. I had to laugh at their identical looks of wounded egos.
"Fine! Dad, put the guns away, and Edward, can you go get our bags, I need to freshen up for a minute." I headed upstairs as they both did as I suggested and locked myself in the bathroom.
After rinsing my face off with some cool water and relieving myself from the drive I headed back downstairs to find Edward and Charlie hanging out in the living room watching sports and drinking beers in front of the large flat screen that Charlie had purchased last year. Charlie was in his leather recliner and Edward was slouched into the pull out sofa with a foot propped up on the coffee table. Yep! Didn't have anything to worry about here! It looked like Edward had been accepted. The real test would be tonight when Charlie doled out the sleeping arrangements. I had a sinking feeling that Edward and I wouldn't be sharing a room.
The afternoon passed quickly with my dad and Edward getting along quite well. It came close to dinner time and my dad suggested the Lodge. It was the nicest place to eat in Forks. I went upstairs to change from my traveling clothes of velour pants, a shirt, and tennis shoes into jeans, a dark blue v-neck blouse, and some ballet flats. As I left my room, Edward came out of the bathroom also changed.
Charlie's door was still shut so we headed downstairs to wait for him. While we were waiting Edward pulled me to him before pinning me against the counter in the kitchen. I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him into a kiss that he gently returned. This kiss wasn't passionate in the sense of making us want to strip each other down but there was still a slow building fire behind it.
Too soon we had to pull apart because Charlie was heading down the stairs. I demanded to drive because Edward and Charlie both had had a few beers. I was glad that we brought my Ion so I didn't have to risk driving Edward's baby, his 64 ½ Mustang, or Charlie's cruiser. However, getting to drive Charlie's cruiser and having him and Edward locked in the back would have been funny as hell.
We headed to the Lodge and were seated quickly. It still looked the same as it did 10 years ago when I last ate here for my graduation dinner. In fact, the same stain was still on the floor from 15 some years ago when a little girl tried to take her grape juice home with her. She ran from her mom and tripped, sending the grape juice flying everywhere including onto a couple that was eating.
"So Bells, are you planning on coming home for Thanksgiving again this year?" Charlie asked me after we ordered our food.
"That was the plan as long as Edward is up for it too," I replied looking at Edward.
"Definitely!" Edward said, happy to be in on the invite.
"But dad, this year, I'm cooking the turkey. I still remember last year's fiasco where you used a foil pan that had holes in the bottom. You almost set the house on fire!" I recalled with a laugh and Charlie joined in with his youthful chuckle.
"Sure thing Bells. But this year, we will be having company, as long as you are ok with it," Charlie said.
"Who?" I replied, curious as to whom he might have met over the last few months.
"Oh, just Billy, Harry, and Sue," Charlie said.
"Who are they? Do you work with them at the station?" I asked.
"No, I met them, well, Harry and Billy, when I checked out a new fishing spot that one of the guys at the station recommended," Charlie answered. "They live down on the rez in La Push."
"Have I ever heard of them?" I replied.
"I doubt it Bella. Billy Black and Harry and Sue Clearwater mainly stick to the rez," Charlie offered.
"Black?!" I asked stunned.
"Clearwater?!" Edward said at the same time.
Charlie looked back and forth from the two of us with a puzzled look on his face.
"Do you two know them?" Charlie asked.
"Do they have kids?" I asked before I answered.
"Yeah, Billy has a son a few years younger than you and two daughters, one is your age and one is a year older. And Harry and Sue have a son and a daughter."
"What are their names?" I asked.
"Hmmm, let me think. Ummm…Jacob, Rachel, and Rebecca are Billy's kids and I think it is Seth and Leah for Harry and Sue."
"Ummm…I know Jacob. He installed the hardwood floor in my apartment," I said, unwilling to divulge any more information than that.
"And Leah is my assistant," Edward said.
"Well then, I guess it is a small world after all," Charlie said just as our food arrived.
Charlie and Edward settled into their steaks while I sat there and tried to not have a massive panic attack in the middle of the Lodge. I picked at my Chicken Caesar Salad trying to appear like I was eating. I…was…fucked! Not only did I fuck Edward's cousin, who bragged about it to him, but I fucked my dad's fishing buddy's son and Edward's assistant got to see me first hand in a Forks Police uniform right before I molested him. No wonder she gave me a funny look.
This was bad! This was really fucking bad! I was screwed, literally and metaphorically. And to make matters worse, I couldn't get out of the fucking book. Jessica had made that plain and clear when I had tried. Fuck!
I quickly ate my salad but did it gracefully enough to just appear really hungry. Once we were done eating and the tab had been paid, Charlie insisted on footing the bill, we headed back to Charlie's house. I was so lost in my 'I'm Fucked' thoughts that I tuned Charlie and Edward out for the short drive back. I was on autopilot and didn't even remember any of the sections of road that I had just driven on. I came back to the present as I pulled into the driveway.
We all got out and headed inside. Charlie automatically went to the fridge and pulled out two beers. He handed one to Edward and took one for himself. Edward opened his and took one small drink before I removed it from his hands and downed two-thirds of it in one gulp. Edward and Charlie were staring at me with their mouths hanging open and I just rolled my eyes as I walked into the living room, plopping down on the couch.
Edward and Charlie followed, Edward with a new beer, and soon Charlie's soft snores overpowered the highlights on ESPN. I got up and woke Charlie up, telling him to go to bed. He mumbled but obeyed. His last words before he shut his door were "You know the rules Bells. You upstairs, him downstairs. Don't let me catch you to sleeping in the same room." I groaned as he shut his door, seriously rethinking the Thanksgiving dinner. I was a grown woman and should be able to sleep in the same bed with whomever I wanted. He was my fiancé for Christ's sakes, not some teenage boy from high school.
Edward and I watched TV for a little while but we both started yawning so we got up and pulled out the sleeper sofa and situated for him. I hated the fact that we would be under the same roof yet unable to hold each other through the night. Edward headed upstairs to change into some flannel pajama pants and a plain white t-shirt while I sat on the pullout, cringing at the squeak. There went my plans for a quiet rendezvous.
Edward came back down the stairs, stepping on the last one and eliciting the sound of a squalling cat from it. I hated that stair. He walked over to the pullout, looking absolutely sexy in his comfy clothes. I wanted him right then but him sitting beside me caused the pullout to squeak even more and I knew that nothing would happen tonight.
We cuddled for a second and kissed then said our 'I love you's' before I went upstairs to bed. I changed into my camisole and jammie pants then crawled into bed. Lying there, I felt unsatisfied and knew that there was only one way for me to get a good night's sleep. Charlie's loud snores coming from the next room solidified my plans.
I crept out of my room, pulling the door softly shut, then tiptoed down the stairs. I had to grip the banister tightly as I took a large step to avoid the squalling cat stair. I was amazed at my gracefulness and actually surprised Edward when I appeared around the corner.
"Bella!" Edward whispered. "You're gonna get me shot!"
"Shhh! He's snoring away. Besides, he might be the chief of police, but when he is snoring, he is dead to the world," I replied as I crossed the room to Edward.
Edward's eyes were darting around the room and his breathing was accelerated. I could tell he was expecting Charlie to appear at any second. I knew he wouldn't but the possibility had my pulse soaring. I was finally getting to experience the rebellion phase as I was about to molest my fiancé in my dad's living room while he slept upstairs.
I started to kneel on the pullout but it groaned under my light weight.
"Sssshhhhh!" Edward chastised me. "Not on here. He'll hear us!" Edward whispered vehemently to me.
"Ok fine, the recliner then," I suggested as I stood back up and he got off the pullout.
"NO!" Edward almost shouted before clamping his hand over his mouth. I swear, he was like the girl afraid of getting caught. It's not like my dad would really shoot him. I think… Well…maybe… I'll just leave that thought between me, myself, and I.
"It's either the chair, or the bed in the room beside my dad's. Either way, we're having sex."
"Fine, the chair! But you owe me. And if you dad catches us and shoots me, don't think I won't be back to haunt your ass."
I had to stifle the chuckle as the mental image of ghost Edward flitted through my brain. I pushed him into Charlie's chair.
"Oh, and we will see who owes whom afterwards," I smirked at him as I pulled down his pants, exposing his already hard dick. It appeared that the thrill of getting caught excited Edward just as much as it excited me.
I sank to my knees in front of him and ran my tongue up the underside of his shaft. Edward moaned softly as my tongue circled the head before my mouth plunged downwards, enveloping all of him. I had gotten really good at deep-throating over the last couple of months. I looked up to see Edward biting on his lip roughly as I bobbed my head quickly up and down his length. One arm was draped up and over the recliner and I heard the leather protesting under his grasp. His other hand wound into my hair and kept tightening as I moved faster and faster.
Suddenly my head was ripped from his dick and Edward was glaring at me with passion and lust in his eyes. I knew what he wanted right at that moment, he wanted me. I scooted back then grabbed behind his knees and pulled him forward so that only the top half of his back was on the seat of the chair. I stood up and pushed my pants and panties down to the floor then stepped out of them. He lifted up one hand and motioned for me with his index finger. I walked forward and carefully straddled him, standing up just enough to tease him with my moist folds.
Edward growled softly while he gripped his dick in one hand and my hip in the other. I was suddenly pulled down and found myself enjoyably impaled on his cock. I started a slow grind on his pelvis and darted my tongue out to lick my lips. Edward hissed at the gesture and he gripped my hips as he pulled me against him forcefully.
I bounced and rocked on him, grinding my clit into his body with every motion. I was getting close and was having trouble keeping quiet. Edward noticed and released one hip as he tried to use his hand to cover my mouth and muffle my noises. His hand didn't make it over my mouth due to me biting down on the outer edge of his palm.
Edward bit back his own moan as the pain engulfed him. He gripped onto my other hip forcefully as a newly lit fire blazed in his eyes. My eyes rolled back in my head as he pulled me against him, causing our bodies to slam together with every hard thrust.
I bit back my scream of ecstasy as my orgasm flooded my body, causing my walls to clamp down tightly and milk Edward's from him. My hands were gripping his chest and I felt the deep vibrations rumble through him as his release surged forth.
We got suddenly quiet and still as we both listened for any sound that we had been heard and caught. There was nothing coming from upstairs. I slowly removed myself from Edward's lap and redressed my bottom half while Edward did the same.
We lingered, kissing goodnight and the kiss threatened to turn into more but we had already pushed our luck once and didn't want to try again. Well, maybe we did want to try again but waking Charlie up wouldn't be a good thing just yet.
Edward walked me to the bottom of the stairs then picked me up and set me on the second one, avoiding the one that would have given us away. Edward kissed me one more time and murmured 'I love you' into my lips at the same time I whispered it to him.
I tiptoed back upstairs and listened for Charlie's snores before I went into my room. He was still sleeping soundly so I went into my room and closed the door. I curled up in my bed and fell asleep quickly, a blissful smile on my face.
The next two days passed quickly and wonderfully with Charlie. I made a small dent in the stock of fish that would feed a large army and tidied the house for Charlie while he took Edward fishing. They didn't come back with a catch so I assumed it was for the fatherly 'don't-do-my-daughter-wrong' chat that Charlie had apparently missed out on while I was in high school.
The last night that we were there I was surprised that Charlie didn't say anything to me curling up on the pullout with Edward. I guess the talk had gone well and I slept peacefully in Edward's arms that night, under my father's roof.