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EPOV
Yeah.
I was grounded.
Big time.
2 months of being detained.
No friends.
No sports.
No Bella.
And that one hurt the most.
I didn't even know what to do with myself.
I'd done a lot of homework.
Cleaned my room a lot.
Jacked off a lot too.
Bella and I had been skyping a lot. My parents didn't even know I had a skype, so they couldn't take it away, and I needed my computer for school, so yeah. They'd changed my facebook password and I didn't know what it was, not that that was even a big deal. I only ever liked pictures of Bella and uploaded ones of us or was tagged in some by her.
I missed her so fucking much.
I even missed Emmett. Civilization.
I'd spent a lot of time in AC and was now determined I had to get out of their ASAP.
With all the free time I've been having, I've had a lot of time to think.
At the beginning of my grounding period, Bella and I had a small pregnancy scare, because Bella wasn't sure she had taken her pill the morning before we did it sans condom, and even if she had, there's always a chance one of my swimmers is super strong.
Now that I think about it, how did neither of us realize why it felt so much better than any other time? All that bare skin on each other, in each other.
I get goose bumps thinking about it.
It's been one month and two weeks since we've done it and I'm going insane.
Luckily though, my parents have kind of accepted that Bella and I love each other, and are getting over it, kind of.
Heidi talked to my mom, and they decided that some time apart for us would be good, but that the harder they tried to keep us away from each other, the more trouble we would get in.
Of course, this sent my dad into a full sermon about why we should be able to fight the temptation, but after some steak and a couple hours of prayer, him and my mother decided to get off my back.
So, in two weeks Bella and I would reunite. And it would feel so good.
Heh…see what I did there?
Oh, shit.
I really need to get out of the house.
~~0~~0~~
BPOV
Two more awful weeks.
I was grounded too. Only Rose could come over and I barely saw her anymore cause she was always with Emmett who was such an animal, I could barely stand to be around him. He grunted his words like a fucking barbarian.
Ate like a rhinoceros.
Carried himself like a savage beast.
And for some reason, Rose found this irresistible.
I bet she was dropped on her head as a baby. Her older sister, Tanya, seems like the evil kind of sister who would be jealous of the attention Rose would get, and would "accidentally" drop her.
Anyways.
I'm currently in the middle of a Swan family dinner.
Kill me now.
Charlie just gave a detailed description of the surgery he performed and this spaghetti was starting to look like blood instead of tomato sauce.
"So, Bella. Where are we thinking for college? Brown, Harvard, Yale?" Charlie boomed from the end of the table.
I choked on my water.
"Um…well…" I sputtered.
"Bella, control yourself," Heidi scoffed, sipping her wine.
"Dad, I really don't think I'm interested in a school like that. I'm not sure what I even want to do," I was feeling all panicky.
I had no idea what I wanted to do with my life.
They both sat their forks down.
"You're kidding, right?" Heidi finally asked.
"Yeah, I'm joking. Gotcha!" I said in a monotone voice.
She slumped in her chair. "Charlie, what are we going to do?"
"Bella, we were under the impression that you've had this planned out for a while," he said seriously.
"Where in the hell did you get that idea from?"
"You!" Heidi said, her voice rising like any of this directly affected her.
I was so confused.
We'd never even had a college talk like this before. Neither of them had ever asked me what I wanted to become or where I wanted to go.
"Bella, please, for the love of all that's holy, please tell me you studied before taking the SAT," she rubbed her temples.
Nope.
Not even a little.
So I told her.
And she started crying and got up and left the room.
"Dammit, Bella," Charlie growled, abandoning his chair to follow her.
Abandoning me.
Like always.
~~0~~0~~
When I went up to my room that night, I started goggling career options.
I was hoping I'd done decent on the SAT.
Ya know, decent enough to get into at least one college, but even if I had done good, and they looked at my record, they would kick me out before even letting me in. I'd kinda screwed myself in that aspect.
Edward wants to go to a good college, and he says he wants to go with me, and eventually marry me someday. At first, it freaked me the fuck out, and then I was all gun-ho for that shit. Cause I mean, it's not like I wanted to go with anybody else. And as of right now, I'd totally marry the shit out of Edward.
He probably could even convince me to have kids one day. I mean, yeah, I knew I'd have them one day, regardless of whether Edward and I stayed together, but they'd probably be an accident.
But when Edward and I had the little scare a couple weeks ago, he'd been so great, despite his groundings. I wasn't all that worried. Guys had come in me before, but there was this part of me that was so weird. I wasn't totally freaking out, cause I knew if Edward was the daddy, my baby wouldn't be totally fucked, ya know?
Edward's a really good person. I'm not. So hopefully, if we ever do have kids. It'll even out.
Hopefully.
~~0~~0~~
It's Friday and I'm spending it at home.
I've become a fucking loser.
And I almost don't care at the moment. Because I have now been introduced to a show called American Horror Story.
And it's so fucking amazing.
I can barely handle it. I mean, I'm scared as fuck right now, but I'm only on episode two and hooked. Plus, Tate is a really sexy psycho. He's got nothing on Edward, but damn. I'd tap that.
As I'm minding my business, basically shitting myself from how scared I am, Heidi bursts into my room, screaming that I didn't do the dishes.
I'm exasperated cause I have to pause my show, and a little startled.
"What are you talking about? Why did you hire a maid if you're just going to have me do her dirty work?" I sigh, rubbing my temples.
"Bella, you have to learn how to take care of things! You barely have any responsibilities, and you never do any of them! It's not ok!" She continued to scream about all the things I don't do and how I'm a failure.
I flipped through a magazine.
"You done?" I asked about an hour later when she finally paused to take a breath.
She visibly heated back up.
"I really don't care if you're done," I shrugged and picked up my computer, ready to continue with my show, "My suggestion for you is to cry me a river and then build a bridge and get over it. Mkay?"
"THAT. IS. IT!" She screamed, slamming my door.
Like Charlie would care about any of this shit. She was living in a dream world if she thought I was going to start doing the "chores" she gave me and especially if she thought my father would care.
She really married the wrong man.
~~0~~0~~
The weekend passed slowly and I barely saw Edward, Monday, because his parents had asked the teachers to keep us separated until further notice.
How fucking dramatic.
Heidi was looking into boarding schools for me, for next year.
Another dramatic woman.
When would she learn that if she just left me alone, things would be so much easier than they are?
It was really kind of sad. I think she really wanted to be a mom, and Charlie was probably triple wrapping so he wouldn't have another spawn to take care of.
I pray that Heidi never procreates. She can adopt a little fart if she has to have one so bad.
But until then.
Stay fucking away from me.
I wasn't worried she was gonna send me away. She'd been trying forever, and to no avail, plus I really hadn't even done anything that had upset Charlie, so she just was acting like her crazy ass self.
Fine by me.
~~0~~0~~
It was the weekend again.
One more week of torture and then Edward and I could hang out again.
But tonight, I was going over to Rosalie's for some old school drinking.
We had rented some scary ass movies, and any time someone cussed, we'd take a shot.
We were gonna be wasted.
But first, we were going to eat and wait until it got dark to start the films.
When I got to her house, Mama Hale welcomed me.
"Bella darling, hi! How are you, sweetie?"
She was always so nice.
"I'm fantastic! And you?"
"Oh, I'm great, honey! Thanks for asking! Rosie is upstairs and the pizza should be here in about 30 minutes. You girls don't get too crazy tonight. Me and Mr. Hale are going out for a little dancing and romantic night, so you girls be good!" She says as Mr. Hale comes in the room and swoops her out into their car.
So sweet.
I made my way upstairs and found Rose sitting on her bed, painting her nails.
"Hey, B."
"Sup, R?"
She rolls her eyes at my lameness.
"Did you get the stuff?" I ask.
"Did I get the stuff?" She asks in a mocking tone, and then holds up three bottles of tequila.
"Holy shit. It's beautiful." Pretty sure my eyes are glazed over. "But we cannot drink all that. We'll still have a headache next weekend, and I need to be in tiptop shape for Edward's and mine reunion, if ya, know what I mean."
She rolls her eyes again. "How long has it been?"
"Too fucking long. I swear, as I drove here, I was seeing mirages of Edward's dick. I was basically drooling," I slumped beside her on her bed.
"That's disgusting."
"Eh, come on. Like you don't enjoy a good blowjob from time to time," I make a crude sound, and she just stares at me, fighting back a smile.
"You, Bella Swan," she's still trying not to smile, "are ghastly."
"You love me."
"Lord knows why," she kisses her cross necklace and goes back to painting her nails.
"So, have you and Em done it without a rubber yet?"
"A couple times. He's pulled out before, not like it matters though. I'm on the best birth control. Why? Has Edward?"
"Our last time, yeah. He totally freaked. He was supportive, but freaking out. It was kinda hot. His hair was everywhere cause we had just done it, and all this shit, and I wasn't even worried. I just wanted to do it again."
"On a scale of 1 to 10 how hot is his O face?"
"Eleven."
We both just smirked at each other.
"Em's is hot too. I know you think he's a caveman, but he's a sexy one. Like, he always makes this noise and…unff…it's so hot." She moans and I laugh.
We really are sick perverted freaks.
Like sisters.
~~0~~0~~
I feel like I'm dying.
At some point last night, we passed out.
I'm not even sure what happened last night, but whatever it was, was bad, because my body is screaming at me, and I can see my head pounding, like in my eyes.
My bladder is threatening to explode, and my mouth is dryer than the Sahara.
Rose is just a blonde blob next to me, her hand hanging on to an empty shot glass.
I leave her for now.
As I'm walking to the bathroom, I realize I'm still partly drunk, and the room is spinning.
I fall down half way there, and a few minutes later, realize I've somehow gotten to the guest bathroom.
How the hell did I do that?
Then my ears shatter when Jasper yells. "Bella, goodness gracious! Honey are you ok?"
No, I'm not fucking ok.
My ears are bleeding.
I actually cover them. This is too much this early in the morning.
"Bella, it's 3 in the afternoon. Why are you in your pajamas? And where's my sister? She's not being a very good hostess if you're half asleep in our hallway. Come on, sweetie." He hoists me up, and I'm kind of surprised he's strong.
I want to ask him if there's a way he cannot speak anymore, but I physically cannot force the words out of my throat. Too dry.
"Rose!" Jasper bangs on the door. I'm dead weight in his arms.
Room's still spinning.
"Golly gee, I guess we're going in. Let's hope she has clothes on!" he laughs like this is the funniest fucking thing he's ever heard and the sound is like a constant roaring in my ear.
Rose is still passed out and I'm starting to wonder if she's alive, but then Jasper plops me on the bed, and my brain falls loose.
"What are you doing?" I groan.
It comes out all fucked up, and Jasper just laughs. "You girls must have had a crazy night. I've told Rosie here to stay off the bottle."
And I'm just like…what?
Jasper…understands…this…?
No.
He can't.
"Hang tight, Bell." He runs into her bathroom, but it sounds like a stampede, and comes back with some water and pills.
I readily take them, not even caring what they are.
"Jasper," I croak out. "You know what alcohol is?"
He gives me a sly smile and backs out of her room.
It's kinda creepy, but I'm too dead to care.
Rosalie stirs a few minutes later.
She immediately runs to the toilet, and I hold her hair.
"Your brother is weird," I comment as she makes horrible retching noises.
"Tell me," barf "about it," barf.
~~0~~0~~
One more fucking day and then we are free!
Fucking free, I say!
But yeah. It's Sunday.
And we're getting another lecture about the troubles of teen partying, sex, and alcohol.
Whatever.
But just as I feel like I might just run out of the room from sheer boredom, I look across the auditorium.
And there sits sexy little Edward, in his church attire.
Gah, it makes me so hot.
He turns toward me, as if he can feel my eyes on him. He smiles.
I lick my lips and make an obscene hand gesture.
He gulps.
…
So, I suck, but that's nothing new.
Another new chapter soon. I swear.
And unfortunately.
It will be the last actual chapter. Then the epilogue.
And then outtakes. So let me know what you guys want to see in the epilogue and outtakes and I will try to make it work!
See you soon!