I'm taking a break from the rhymes…so, I'm not SM, don't own Twilight or anything related that was created by SM. I'm just taking the characters and putting them into my own little world.
The rhyme for the last chapter was Christmas is coming.
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So, the story has been updated, just not here. Life has been a real bitch and it's hard enough to update on Twilighted, let alone here as well. My apologies. But, you're getting 3 chapters, because of it. Sadly, as a result, shout outs for the next three chapters will not be done. My apologies.
BPOV
Edward wasn't talking to us and hadn't been for the past two days. He was miffed and not appreciative of our help. Not that any of us were concerned. We weren't sorry for what we'd done and given the chance, we do the same thing all over. How could we not? We all loved Edward dearly and didn't want to see him make the worst mistake of his life.
Still the truth is that we, namely I, had meddled and were now being called to answer for our actions. Thus explaining why we were currently gathered in the living room discussing what we'd done with Mom and Dad.
"Esme, I cannot believe that you condoned this and did nothing to stop them," Dad huffed, not at all happy with our actions.
"Carlisle, sweetie, I never liked Tanya and was more than happy to see the she-bitch booted to the curb," Mom replied, clearly siding with us.
Dad ignored her, turning on Emmett. "And, you, Emmett! You're supposed to be smarter than they are! Did it ever occur to you to tell Edward what was going on? Or me, for that matter?"
"Uh…" Emmett ran his hand along the back of his neck. "I'm with Mom on this, Dad. Can't say I'm sorry for what they did or my part in it."
"Jasper," Dad started only to be interrupted.
"I can say with all honesty I had nothing to do with this. I didn't even know they were doing something!" Jasper objected, clearly wanting to keep his butt out of the fire. Not that I blamed him. He wasn't at fault for anything.
"Dad, Jasper really didn't have anything to do with what we did. He didn't know. Truthfully. And Emmett overheard us talking. We never told him directly," I spoke up, trying to mitigate the blame from them. "It was all my idea."
Dad turned to look at me, shock in his eyes. "Bella? I would never have expected this of you."
I looked at Rosalie and Alice, both sitting on either side of me, before looking back at him. "The night I met Tanya was the same night that I found all of you again. She looked at me and in an instant had an opinion. That I meant nothing and was worth nothing and she started treating me as such. I wasn't going to sit back and take it. It was obvious why she wanted Edward and I wasn't going to let her win. If Edward was going to have his head up his ass, than I was going to do what I could to help get it out."
"All three of us were in agreeance," Rosalie spoke up, clasping my hand as Alice did the same.
"If you blame any of us, blame all three of us. It's only right and fair. We went along with Bella's plan," Alice inputted.
"Carlisle, I know you are of a mind that mistakes must be made and learned from and for the most part I'm with you. But, in this," Mom looked over at us for a brief moment. "I can't fault them. What they did, they did out of love for their sibling. Besides, they couldn't just come right out and tell Edward. He wouldn't have listened. They did what was necessary to push Tanya in the direction she needed to show her true self. Edward still made the decisions and learned from the mistake on his own."
"We actually did come out right and tell, Edward," Alice muttered. "He didn't listen to us."
"Dare I ask what sort of pranks you pulled to accomplish your goal?" Dad sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose in the same manner Edward did.
"Well, the day that T-Rex-" I started to explain when Dad interrupted me. "T-Rex?"
"Oh! Tanya. We kinda nicknamed her Tyrannosaurus Rex. T-Rex for short," I answered, a bit embarrassed at having blurted it out.
"I'm not going to say anything." Dad shook his head.
"I like it!" Emmett exclaimed. "It fits her."
"Anyway, the day she announced the engagement, I 'bumped' into her and spilt wine over her shirt," I admitted for the first time to anyone other than Rose and Alice.
"I never did believe it was an accident. It seemed too contrived," Jasper murmured, shaking his head at us.
"There were the Naga Jolokias chili peppers in her spaghetti," Alice mused, smiling in remembrance.
"When was that?" Emmett asked, looking at each of us.
"You remember when she came over for dinner that one night and we had spaghetti? Edward rushed her to the hospital?" I told him.
"Yeah, but how did you manage that? Edward tasted her bowl," Emmett pointed out, very baffled.
I glanced at Rosalie, smiling. "Well, actually, he tried Rose's bowl of spaghetti."
"Huh?" Emmett was early not understanding how we'd pulled it off.
"I was sitting next to her, so when she rushed into the kitchen with Edward following her and while you two were watching them, I switched bowls. Once Edward took a bite out of mine and then went back to Tanya, I switched the bowls back," Rosalie informed Emmett, pride in her voice.
"And then did it again?" Emmett pushed the matter.
"Yep. And, when they left for the hospital, I grabbed both their bowls to get rid of the evidence. I dumped her bowl first, leaving Edward's bowl for you, knowing that you'd object to food getting thrown out. But if I only grabbed her bowl, it would have been suspicious," I finished for him.
"I swear I raised you each better than this," Dad muttered, rubbing a hand over his face.
"How hot are Naga…what were they?" Jasper asked disbelief on his face.
"Naga Jolokias?" Alice asked him and he nodded. "They rate just under police grade pepper spray on an intensity rating."
"No wonder the doctors couldn't find anything wrong with her," Edward's voice floated over us and one by one, each of us turned towards the doorway.
"They just felt like they were burning her mouth, they weren't actually burning her mouth," I said quietly, turning away.
"Finally get your head out of your ass?" Emmett blurted out.
"I'm done. Esme, darling, I do believe I'm going to go lie down before my headache gets worse." Dad looked around at each of us. "Why don't you come with and we'll leave the hellions to their own devices?"
Dad stood up and held out his hand towards Mom. She accepted, letting him pull her up. "I think that would be a wise idea, Carlisle. Lord knows I instilled better manners in them. Or tried too, anyway."
We remained where we were, not saying a word and looking down at our hands or laps. It wasn't hard to miss the reproach in their voices at our actions. With Emmett, however, it seemed to go over his head, as he repeated, "So? Did you get your head out of your ass?"
"Emmett!" Rosalie hissed at him, getting up and smacking the back of his head.
"What? The dimwit was too blind to see what was in front of his eyes! If you three hadn't done something, he'd probably still be wearing blinders!" Emmett protested.
"Like someone I know," Rosalie muttered.
"What is that suppose to mean?" Emmett demanded, standing up.
"Nothing," Rose replied, looking away from Emmett.
"So I take it you finally realized that all the things that had been going on with Tanya were all thanks to the efforts of these three?" Jasper inquired, looking over at Edward while gesturing at Rosalie, Alice, and myself.
"Yea the day Bella punched her. Which was a stupid thing to do, by the way! You could have seriously injured your hand, Bella! What were you thinking?" Edward turned towards me, irritation, anger, and concern warring on his face.
"Well you weren't doing anything!" I shot back, standing up. "What was I suppose to do? Stand around and look pretty? Besides, Emmett taught me how to throw a punch. I was in no danger of injuring myself."
"You would have if Tanya had fought back!" Edward huffed.
"Right? She knew at that point we had her on tape! Do you honestly think she'd do something to us with you standing there? Your head must still be up your ass!" I all but yelled at him.
"Go, Spitfire!" Emmett called out, throwing his hand in the air.
"Can it!" I ordered him, my attention going back to Edward.
"Jeez, if I didn't know better, I'd say you both wanted to screw each other," Rosalie laughed looking back and forth between Edward and I, but shutting up when my glare turned towards her.
"This coming from you? You're just as blind as Edward is! Why don't you and Emmett go screw each other already and get it over with?"
"I don't know what you're talking about, Bella," Rosalie glowered at me, clearly not happy with my putting something she considered private out there.
What did I care? I'd been sleeping alone for a good month or more and having nightmares about James the entire time. I barely slept. I was tired and cranky and the one person I wanted to run to and curl up against to get a good night's sleep had just dumped his fiancée. Sure it was with the help of Rosalie, Alice, and I, but still. Besides, it didn't matter, since Edward didn't view me in that light anyway. I was allowed to be testy.
"Bella, what are you saying?" Emmett asked carefully, watching as I plopped back on the couch and dropped my head into my hands. This was getting ridiculous. I was a hair's breadth away from asking Dad for some sleeping pills just so I could sleep. That might raise some unwanted questions, though. I should probably just go to the store and pick up some pills. They had over the counter sleep aids, didn't they? Where would you find them? Cold section? Hmm…
"Bella…" Emmett pushed, but I ignored him. "Rose likes me, doesn't she? Rose likes me!"
"In your dreams, Dipwad," Rosalie huffed again, examining her nails.
"So vehement in your denials though," Emmett challenged her, stalking over in front of her.
"In your dreams," Rose retorted sarcastically, again.
EmPOV
"Bells, thanks for the idea. Though, why you didn't just come out and say Rose liked me, I don't know," I told Bella, who raised her hand in acknowledgement of my comment. Without another word, I tossed Rose over my shoulder, ignoring her protests. Holding onto her legs, I managed to keep her from kicking me in the happy sacks. I didn't care that she was punching my back.
"Put me down, you oaf! I'm not a sack of potatoes! Where do you think you're taking me?" she screamed, giving me a punch in the back after each sentence.
"To my room," I told her, walking into said place and slamming the door shut, making sure I locked it behind me. Without so much as a word more to her, I threw her on my bed.
"Emmett!" she screeched in outrage.
"What?" I bellowed back, taking in the vision lying in front of me – my only thought being clothes…off…now.
"Emmett," she purred, her tone dragging my eyes up to hers. "Are you going to stare at me all day or actually get around to fucking me?"
Answering with my patented smirk, I made short work of her clothes, having her naked before me in no time. Her chest heaved as she scooted backwards, grinning like a Cheshire Cat and pulling at the covers to cover herself. I grabbed the bottom of them and yanked them off her, leaving her bare before my eyes again.
I didn't give her a chance to move again, clutching her ankles and pulling her down so she was flat on her back. Without a by your leave, I dropped onto the bed and parted her legs to get my mouth on her clit. The moment I started sucking, she bucked up, fisting her hands in my hair.
"Oh fuck! Right there…don't stop…"
For someone who didn't want me, Rose was very vocal in her instructions and moans of pleasure as I licked and nipped at her, inserting two fingers and moving them in time with my mouth and tongue. I alternated between fast and slow, bringing her to the brink and backing off, only to repeat the process again and again. She tasted like honey and I was in no hurry to stop, having wanted this for years. Hell, the taste, scent, and sound of her had me almost finishing in my pants like a twelve year old again.
Rose tugged at my hair, pulling my head up. Her mouth was partially opened as she panted and her eyes glazed over. She sat up for a moment, staring at me, before flipping me onto my back and straddling my waist. I grabbed her hips, rubbing her against the bulge in my jeans, listening to her moan. Leaning down, she pulled my bottom lip into her mouth, sucking on it for a second before sitting back up and tugging at my shirt. Obliging her, I lifted my chest up enough for her to slip it up and off me, enjoying the feel of her hands as she ran them down my chest, repeating the motion with her nails afterwards.
"Rose…" I groaned, having a hard time believing that this was happening. I'd desired her for so long. Not just to sleep with, but to have permanently in my life. Her hands slid down my chest again as she scooted back. Looking at me from under her eyelashes, she pulled her bottom lip into her mouth unbuttoning my jeans and pulling down the zipper.
"Emmett…" she moaned, seeing me pop free from the confinement of my jeans. I lifted my hips pushing my jeans down over my hips, watching Rose grab them from my hands and take them all the way off me. Thankfully I was barefoot. My jeans fell onto the floor and Rose stood there for a moment looking at me from head to toe. "Shit…"
I sat up, needing to be in her more than I needed to breathe. "Rosalie," I growled, grabbing her waist and pulling her down onto the bed, rolling her underneath me.
"Fuck me, Emmett! Please!" she begged, arching her hips up to rub against me. I took a moment to look down at her. Her blonde hair was spread out around her head, a golden halo, her skin flush and pink, with a slight shine to it. She looked beyond fuckable and mine. Mine. The movements of her hips increased and I wasted no more time, slipping into her.
"Fuck, Rose. So, tight and wet," I hissed in pleasure, pausing as a thought dawned on me. "Birth control?"
"Covered," she panted and that was all I needed to know. I slid out of her and back in, picking up my pace, resting the majority of my weight on my forearms. "So close. Fuck, Em…right there! Again!"
I angled my hips and did as she ordered, feeling her muscles spasm around me as she found her relief. "Shit! Emmett!"
"Hell, Rose," I moaned as her orgasm triggered my own. I slid into her one last time letting go. "Shit."
I rolled to the side, pulling her with me, trying to regain my breath.
"What does this mean for us, Emmett?" Rose inquired softly several minutes later and I looked down at her head resting on my chest, facing away from me. What was with chicks and talking after? Hadn't they heard of recovery time?
"What do you mean?" I got out, taking a deep breath.
"I'm not going to be your fuck toy, Emmett. I won't just bang you and that's it," she said, sitting up and staring down at me.
"I never thought you would be," I told her, reaching up and tucking a lock of hair behind her ear. She raised an eyebrow, staring at me. Sighing, I sat up, cupping her face in my hands. "Look, Rose, you are far more than a fuck toy or banging buddy. You are a keeper and that's what I intend to do. Keep you."
"I'm not a piece of property," she huffed, closing her eyes.
"No, you're not. You're my girl and should've been years ago," I told her honestly, kissing her eyelids.
"Did you beat up Alex in high school?" she blurted out, opening her eyes as I stared at her in bafflement.
"Alex?"
"Yeah, Alex from the football team," she clarified and I smirked in remembrance.
"Yeah…yeah I did. Fuck was going to ask you to prom. You were my girl, couldn't have that," I answered.
"You never informed me that I was your girl."
"I thought you wanted nothing to do with me. But I sure as hell wanted something to do with you."
"I need to learn to listen to Bella," she muttered.
"The girl's a saint. She's been listening to me complain about how much I want you and how you weren't giving me the time of day," I said, shaking my head.
"So where does that leave us?" she asked, shyly. It was rare to see the soft side of Rose and it was damn sexy. Not as arousing as her bitchy self, but just as good.
"Rosalie…I don't want you just because I'm sexually attracted to you. I am. It's hard not to be when you're so damn sexy, but off topic. I want you because you're part of my life; you mean something to me. Because the thought of you with anyone else has me even more pissed off than James nearly raping Bella."
I looked into her eyes, showing her how sincere I was. It was hard to believe Rosalie would be insecure about anything, but it was there in her eyes. Her uncertainty. I'd loved her for longer than I could recall, but she'd never seemed to show anything back.
She stared up at me, searching my face. We weren't quiet and poetic like Alice and Jasper. We were loud and hard truth. We fit, in more ways than one. "Say something, Rose."
"I guess I'm going to have to get Mandi and Bella really damn good gifts for this," she scowled before climbing on top of me. I was pondering what Mandi had to do with this before Rose's mouth was surrounding my cock and all thought fled. Life was good.
BPOV
"There's not a chance in hell you'll get me upstairs right now!" I stated emphatically. Plenty of noise had been heard from the direction of Emmett's room each time I'd ventured up to take a nap. Since I wasn't willing to chance having one of my nightmares down here, the only place I'd get any chance of sleep was in my own room. Not that I wasn't happy for Emmett and Rose, I was.
"Bella! You need some sleep! You've got circles under your eyes," Edward argued, throwing his arms up in the air as I crossed mine over my chest.
"I'm not doing it up there! We can hear them down here!" I shouted back. "And it seriously doesn't sound like they'll be coming down anytime soon."
"Bella, please?" he begged, changing tactics.
"No," I replied, stomping my foot for good measure. Why did men have to be so…ARGH…sometimes? Did they not understand the word no?
"What are you two fighting about?" Alice asked, coming into the kitchen. "You're being awfully loud. Nearly rivaling Emmett and Rose."
"I'm trying to get Bella to go lie down and nap. She's got circles under her eyes!" Edward said, turning towards Alice and running his hands through his hair.
I raised an eyebrow at Alice, daring her to agree with him. She knew how I felt. She wouldn't betray me, would she? There was no way I could go back, ever, to sleeping with Edward like I'd been doing. Though, now that I thought about it, it probably was my love for him that allowed me to sleep so well with him. My body telling my heart and mind what I hadn't figured out yet at the time.
"Bella, really, you should listen to Edward," Alice started and my mouth opened in astonishment. She didn't… "You need the sleep and you do have circles under your eyes." She did.
"Alice, how…you, why?" I fumbled, not understanding the betrayal. She walked over to me and placed a hand on my arm.
"I know. Trust me, I know. But, he's got a point. I'm not trying to…you need sleep. I've heard you getting up in the middle of the night," Alice tried explaining and I just stared at her.
"This is ridiculous," Edward muttered. "Even Alice agrees with me."
"I'm not taking a nap up there!" I shouted, glaring at him and Alice for good measure. Couldn't people just leave me alone? Maybe I should go to Dad for the sleeping pills. Might get everyone out of my hair. That was cruel. They were only showing they cared about me.
"Then do it down here!" Edward yelled back and I realized that maybe I'd pushed him too far. Eyes wide, Alice and I both took steps away from him. He was staring at me, his hands in his hair clenching it, and his nostrils flaring. I pulled my bottom lip into my mouth. "Fuck this. Remind me to thank Emmett for this idea later."
I shared a quick glance with Alice, wondering what the hell Edward was talking about. Thank Emmett for what idea? As Edward stalked towards me, it dawned on me what idea he was talking about, which was quickly confirmed as Edward picked me up and tossed me over his shoulder.
"I gave the idea to Emmett in the first place, you idiot!" I hissed, punching his back.
"Then, thank you for the idea," Edward retorted, carrying me out of the kitchen, into the foyer, and up the stairs.
"Put me down!" I seethed, seeing the stairs below me.
"No," Edward said sounding rather amused. "You need a nap and if you won't do it on your own, I'll see to it myself."
I screeched as he punctuated his sentence with a swat to my rear. At least all was quiet from the direction of Emmett's room at the moment. Had they finally worn themselves out or were they in between rounds? Ugh, why was I thinking that anyway.
Edward turned right at the top of the stairs, going towards his room at the end of the hall. Once we were inside, he shut the door behind him before carrying me over and tossing me down on his bed.
"Edward!" I screeched, scrambling to get off the bed without luck. Edward grabbed my ankle and pulled me back into the middle of the bed lying down next to me. I struggled against him pulling me against his chest. This was too much. He'd never love me like I loved him. How could I do this again? How could I sleep with him each night and not fall more deeply? I couldn't. "Let me go!"
I kept struggling, tears filling my eyes. I needed to get away. I had to get out of here. I couldn't let him see me cry. But all I achieved was having Edward tighten his arms around my waist.
"Bella, please, for me? Just sleep. I'll keep you safe," he whispered against my ear. Oh God…he was going to see my tears. "Bella, it's not worth crying over. Is it so bad to just lay here in my arms and sleep? It's nothing you haven't done before."
How could I explain? What could I tell him to explain why I was crying? That I loved him and this was just too much? Right. I gave up my struggling, realizing it was pointless. He wasn't going to let me go. Sighing, tears still streaming down my face, I gave up my fight, lying still in Edward's arms. It didn't take long before I was falling asleep. Not surprising since this was where I'd always slept best.
The nightmares still came. I relived Halloween night. Felt James wrapping his arms around me and pushing me up against the wall. Feeling him holding me up and slanting his mouth over mine, trying to get his tongue in. I struggled uselessly all over to escape from his grasp. He was stronger in my dream though and I couldn't move my arms in any manner. I was surrounded by his strength and despite screaming over and over again, no one came to my rescue. No one heard me. No one came running. No one saved me. James wasn't stopped.
He ripped into me, tearing my hymen. He was large, hard, thick, and very painful. There was no care in his actions, just dominance. I felt the pain radiating through my hips and insides, wanting it gone. I yelled at him to stop, but he ignored me, thrusting over and over again. Nothing I did or said seemed to register with him. I was just a vessel, something to be used by him just for his pleasure. I meant nothing. As he slammed into me once more, yelling his release, I came awake screaming out my terror.
"Bella!" Edward rolled me onto my back, cupping my cheeks in his hands. I lay staring up at him, blinking and registering that he wasn't James. It had just been a dream. "Are you okay?"
I was breathing hard and it took a few tries before I managed to catch my breath enough to nod, fresh tears falling from my eyes. "Bad dream."
"Bad dream? Bella, that sounded like it was more than just a bad dream. I kept trying to wake you and couldn't. You were whimpering in your sleep like you were in pain," Edward informed me as everyone else burst into the room. "Do you want to tell me about it?"
"No," I whispered at the same time Esme said, "We heard Bella scream."
She looked around the room for anything that could have frightened me before coming to sit on the edge of the bed, reaching out and running her hand over my hair.
"Bad dream, Mom," I said glancing at Rose, who raised her eyebrows at me. I knew what they were all thinking. Why was I lying with him? Why was I in here? I shook my head, not wanting to answer them. As I realized I was looking at Rose, I saw Emmett behind her. At least they'd covered themselves up before coming in.
"Bella, do you want to tell me about it?" Esme asked, continuing to stroke my hair. I shook my head, not wanting to relive the night yet again. It was hard enough to live a lie in my dreams with an outcome that I knew didn't happen. The last thing I needed right now was to live it again while awake. As much as I didn't want to turn to Edward for comfort, after everything that had happened, I was too raw to cope with my conflicting emotions. Edward's arms were where my heart said I needed to be and it didn't matter if my mind agreed or not.
I turned into Edward's chest, ignoring everyone's looks, especially the pointed ones Rose and Alice were giving me. I'd deal with them later. My tears soaked into Edward's shirt as I snuggled closer, letting his scent soothe me. I was asleep again not long after.
