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Anyone see Eclipse? I did and thought it was awesome. Jasper was really cool! But I'm sure you all know this.
Longest chapter to date... Chapter 50 already...where does the time go?
~~~Edward~~~
Everything balances out on it's own, in time. Ain't that the fucking truth. I remember telling Bella that. I told her that in reference to my sister, but I knew it would be the same for her, for us. And wouldn't you know? Bella is making me lasagna tonight. She does love me.
No.
I know she loves me. CC has been sleeping through the night the past week and Bella seems to have some new found energy. Not really...but she's trying.
She's trying to show me more attention. I am such a child.
Is it wrong? Is it wrong that I yearn to actually have a meal, a conversation with my wife, without us being naked or around screaming children? I don't think so. Wow, I totally just shocked myself there. But it would be awesome if she served the lasagna naked.
No.
Then we wouldn't talk...yeah we probably would, after. Or maybe during.
I'm getting off track.
I don't envy my sons, nor am I jealous of them. They just consume all of Bella's time. If I care for them, she spends her time taking a bath, exercising or going to the supermarket. Just the other night, things were pretty calm. So Bella and I decided to watch a movie. CC was asleep and because of EJ's new little habit of waking up at 5 am, we've been keeping him awake later than usual.
On my life... I swear that EJ knew.
He knew his father was rounding second. He was jealous, not me. And he wasn't even facing us. He sat in the middle of the living room in his chair, while Bella and I made out like teenagers, on the sofa behind him.
As soon as I groaned, because Bella was rubbing herself on my erection, EJ started crying. Now I know what you are going to say 'He's a baby, cut the kid some slack'
No.
EJ never just suddenly cries. And wouldn't you know, as soon as Bella picked him up and sat him next to us on the couch, the tears stopped immediately, and he smirked at me from over Bella's shoulder. Then continued to bury his face in her neck. Like he was saying 'She's mine motherfucker'.
I stared him down, narrowing my eyes, at my one year old son. He knew the deal, he composed his smile, and gulped. Of course I felt bad afterward, so I tickled his side, to make him laugh. Which only resulted in him pushing my hand away. He was mad at me for like ten minutes, but then he got over himself, when I insisted that I put him to bed.
Bella was instructed to go to bed and get naked.
Butch went out for his nightly stroll and then I put EJ to bed. Bella was as she promised, in bed naked.
But all that means nothing when she's out cold.
Sadly, all I was able to do was hold my naked wife, drifting off to sleep myself. Under no circumstances was I about to wake her. I tried that before and she cursed me out in her sleep, then kicked me away.
Hopefully tonight, it will be different. Hopefully tonight, she feeds me and we can spend some time together. If we have sex, it's a plus.
I held on to all hope as I exited my car, skipping up the steps, and let myself into the house. Butch greeted me as always and everything else seemed quiet.
When I walked into the living room, I became alarmed. EJ was crawling around the floor, while Bella held CC in her arms. He wasn't crying, she was.
I hopped over the fence divider and sat next to her. She paused the television and turned to face me, the tears still streaming down her cheeks.
"What's the matter?" I asked. "Are you having another anxiety attack-" She shook her head no. "Then why are you crying?" I reached out for CC, turning to place him in his bouncy chair.
"Hmm?" I wiped her eyes, now she was openly sobbing. "Love, please tell me what's wrong?"
"The mo-mo-movie-" She pointed to the television. I looked confused to the television, which was paused on a Mr Clean commercial.
"What movie?" I gathered her into my arms.
"Ti-Ti-Titanic-" She hiccuped.
She's crying about a movie? I think my face paled. Is she fucking pregnant? Who gets this emotional about a movie? I mean yeah, a lot of people died, but it's just a movie.
Has she been moody lately? Yes. Has she cried unnecessarily? No. But she did shriek at me for leaving my dirty socks on the floor, yesterday. Screaming 'I gave the servants the day off King Tut' whatever the fuck that was supposed to mean. I thought we could get out the cuffs and I punished. No. I was screamed at. Holy Fuck. She's pregnant again.
My dick should be chopped off and put in a blender. I bet Bella will even do it for me.
"I mean-" She tossed my arms off of her and stood up, starting to pace. "They loved each other so much-"
"Who?" I rasped, finally finding my voice.
"Jack and Rose-" Jack and Rose? Who the fuck were they? Do we know them? Oh She's talking about the movie.
"She's such a bitch-"
"Who?" I asked again, her tears were finally gone. Now she just looked down right angry.
"Rose-" I nodded.
"What did she do now?" My sister had the ability to piss off anyone. It doesn't surprise me that she and Bella got into a fight. She's extra nasty now, while pregnant. Emmett didn't say anything earlier when we spoke. I wonder what it's about.
"I'll never let go Jack, I'll never let go I promise. Then what does the bitch do? She let's him go-" She shrugged.
"Oh I have to give her ass some credit, she did kiss his hand first, but then just like that-" She snapped her fingers. "She let's him go and we have to watch as his body sinks into the ocean." She crossed her arms over her chest.
I blinked staring at her a few times.
"Bella-" I reached out and grabbed her hands. She sat next to me, letting out a huff.
"What the fuck are you talking about?" Maybe that didn't sound as sincere as it should have. However, Bella was scaring the shit out of me right now.
"The movie-" She shouted, pointing to the television. "Haven't you ever seen Titanic?" I nodded. I saw it once. Rose begged me to take her. Not that I had any complaints. It's not like I was dating anyone back then or had a social life. In fact, I fell asleep, when I woke up, I think the whole theater was in tears. Okay, so maybe she's just getting emotional. Sad movies have that effect on the non-pregnant as well.
"It's just so sad-" The tears started again. "What if that was us?" Suddenly, I had a deja vu. Like we've been here before. Odd. I placed my arms around her, palming a breast out of habit. It's not like she minds. Their mine anyway.
"We're not them love, but if it makes you feel any better, we never have to go on a cruise." I shrugged, giving her breast a light squeeze. No bra. Nice!
"This movie and 'The Notebook', they always get to me." She wiped her eyes. The Notebook, Ugh I remember that dreadful movie. I smiled back and placed a kiss on her cheek, then another one on her neck. I always have to see how far I can get, even while a nervous wreck. Usually, a kissing assault makes her smile, and sex calms me down. But I didn't get very far at all. She leaned away from me, stilling my hands.
"So how was your day?" She smiled widely. Fuck. Mood swings. She's pregnant. "It was okay," I panted out, my breathing suddenly labored. My body started to break out into a cold sweat, as I convulsively swallowed.
"Baby-" Bella grabbed my hand. "Are you okay?" I nodded. Meanwhile, I think I was having an anxiety attack.
"My stomach-" I lied cradling it. "I – I uh um yeah-" I took a deep breath. "I have to use the bathroom."
"O-okay baby. You go take care of that. If it's a big one, put the vent on, and use air freshener." I walked away from her rapidly, running up the stairs to our bathroom. When I walked in, I slumped down to the floor, loosening my tie. Then the nausea hit. I crawled over to the toilet, spilling next to nothing, dry heaving.
"Cullen get a grip!" I told myself.
Okay, so she's pregnant again. It's not the end of the world. We can hire a nanny. We certainly can afford it. Shit. I'll get Bella two. She can go back to school, become a lady of leisure. Or she'll hate my guts and throw me out.
It's just our luck. She's been on the pill for two months and we were finally going to have unprotected sex soon. They should be working by now. The only time we messed up was the night the condom broke. And then Bella proceeded to clean herself out. She strained herself, bearing down, trying to push my seaman out of her. After a few minutes, I begged her to stop, sure that she would give herself a hemorrhoid.
I should write a letter to Trojan, a lengthy letter, on how they ruined my life. No, I bet they get those all the time.
Opening up the medicine cabinet, I grabbed Bella's pills, taking two. I'm much bigger than Bella, is my excuse, and I really needed to calm down if I was to face her. I couldn't help but notice that the bottle was full. Has she taken any at all? Why hasn't she taken the xanax? Does Bella know she's pregnant? And if so, why hasn't she told me?
As a matter of fact, I never even asked her if she's taken them. Or how they were working out for her. I just assumed they were working. Or maybe she has calmed because things with CC have slowed a little?
"Baby-" Bella knocked. "Everything okay?" I opened the door, with the pill bottle in my hand.
"Are you taking these at all?" I asked.
"Well, you said they were addictive-" She bit her lip. "-and to tell you the truth, I liked them too much. So I think I've only taken two. And that's when things were really bad." She widened her eyes. "Was I supposed to take them everyday?" She furrowed her brows.
"No, they were only as needed."
"Did you just take one?" She pointed at me, I nodded. "Baby, talk to me, is everything okay?" I nodded again.
"Just stressed-"
"Well, it's Friday night. Give me one, we'll party it up." She held out her hand. "I already fed the kids. CC gets one more bottle, but he should be quiet. We can eat dinner and then watch a movie- nothing sappy though." She shook her head. I stood there, just staring at her. She can't take xanax if she's pregnant.
"You can't take this in your condition-"
"Why not? It will relax me." She retorted. So she admits it. My life is over.
"It's a narcotic-"
"So what? I was in a lot of pain earlier. Your mom stopped by and gave me a vicodin. That should be out of my system by now. No harm done. I'm not even loopy any more." I gaped at her. Is she out of her God damn mind?
"I can't believe you took that-" I threw the pill bottle down, it landed in the sink. "Do you have any idea what taking narcotics can do to you at a time like this- not to mention the baby." I nearly shouted.
"What baby?" She screamed back.
"The one inside you-" I pointed to her stomach. She started to boisterously laugh at me. She laughed so hard, she was hanging on the bathroom door. It angered me, her laughing, her being so stupid.
"It's not funny Bella, this is serious." I grabbed her shoulders, shaking her a little, hoping to knock the humor out of her. She composed herself quickly.
"Get off me, you fuck." Who the hell was this person? She wasn't my dear sweet wife that's for sure.
"I'm a fuck-" I pointed to myself. "You're over here popping pills while I'm at work and now-"
"Who's popping pills? I took one vicodin. Ohhhh big scary vicodin. It's like a motrin with a little kick. Get over it. And I'm not pregnant you asshole. I had cramps so bad before I thought I was in fucking labor. I'm on the rag. Maybe if you paid a little more attention to ME!" She pointed to herself. "Maybe you would have noticed. But that's beside the point, touch me like that again and I will kill you while you sleep. And put my fucking pills back where you found them and come down stairs. Dinner is almost ready." She turned away from me. "Oh- love you." She blew me a kiss.
Wow, I had completely forgotten how scary she can be whilst menstruating. In truth, during the time that we have been together she hasn't had many periods. Being that she's been pregnant most of the time. Before that, we had only lived together a few months, only together a few months, and we were still in that honeymoon stage. So I bet back then, even if Bella wanted to choke me, she'd smile at me anyway.
I belong to her now. She can treat me as she wishes. Bummer.
Grabbing the pill bottle, I took one out for her. I felt bad. We can relax together, even if it's chemically induced.
How can she say I don't pay enough attention to her? I follow the woman around while I'm home. Nearly as much as Butch does.
"Bella?" I asked, joining her in the kitchen. "I'm sorry- here." I held out the pill for her.
"It's okay." She shrugged taking it from me. "But what made you think I was pregnant?"
"You had like three mood swings in like a ten minutes time frame." Might as well be honest.
"Oh-" She laughed, then popped the xanax in her mouth, with no water, swallowing it like a champ. Dayum.
"Then I guess I really needed one of these today. Seriously though-" She shrugged, then placed her arms around my neck. "Sad movies always get to me, then I was happy to see you-" She pecked my lips. "Then you pissed me off." She said burying her face into my chest. "Sorry if I scared you." I smiled and placed a kiss in her hair, her semi wet sticky hair. I licked my lips.
Yup.
It's baby vomit.
"It's okay." I grasped her chin, turning it up, to kiss her lips. "How long till dinner is ready?" I asked, then gave Bella's ass a squeeze. Love that fucking thing. Sadly, it has gotten smaller, but now it's toned, and bubbles out just as much. "Hmmm" I groaned, kneading it.
"Like fifteen minutes." She giggled.
"Well, the babies are quiet-" I trailed off, hoping she'd let me pay more attention to her. She backed away from me and playfully slapped my chest.
"I have my period." A fact I did know. Yet, surprisingly, I don't feel deterred in the slightest.
"So?" I asked.
"So that's gross-"
"You're my wife. Why is that gross? I'll even wear a condom, if that makes you feel better." I rolled my eyes.
"It's gross Edward, I'll just give you a blow job later. Can you set the table?"
"Fair enough-" I said, going to grab the dinner plates. I wonder though, will she be willing to give me one before and another after dinner? I turned back to look at her, bent over the oven, ass teasing me. I licked my lips again, wishing it was her ass.
"Not now Edward-" How did she know I was staring at her?
"I felt your eyes on me." Let alone what I was thinking?
"After dinner, ya perv." She called over her shoulder. Guess I got all my questions answered.
"Fine." I sighed.
During dinner, I asked her what she meant about me not paying enough attention to her. She apologized for that. Admitting that I do pay her attention, that it just popped out of her mouth. Not knowing why she said it. She did tell me that she wished we spoke more, like we used to.
This has been an issue for quite sometime. I am usually the one that reaches out, calling her between cases and patients. We just don't have much to say. I guess we're not phone people anymore, however, my face still lights up hearing her voice and I can hear Bella's smile through the phone when I call.
We're just short, telling each other little reminders, with I love you's and such, by such is usually me trying to talk dirty to her. She plays along till one of the kids cry in the back round. When we're together with no distractions, we talk about everything and anything. My wife is truly my best friend and still the star in everyone of my day and night dream fantasies.
Sometimes, I feel as though we are able to forget the other responsibilities we have. I think we may still be in that honeymoon stage. Sadly, we just don't have enough time to act like it.
We discussed the phone call I had with Randall earlier. He invited us to an art gallery opening that he was funding, next weekend. Some new artist with promise, I just hoped it wasn't that Chaos douche, I should have asked him.
Normally, something like that doesn't interest me, but the thought of Bella and I, having an evening to ourselves without the kids, down in the city, interested me.
Plus, Bella wearing an evening gown, had my ever ready dick hard, just by the thought.
She worried about being able to find something to wear, since her normal fashion guru Alice, is out of commission, busy with her newborn Maddy and the monsters. Randall extended the invite to Alice and Jasper too. Alice said that she was in no condition to be seen in public, as per Jasper. I'm guessing she meant the baby weight, which was ridiculous.
I told her that Rose, Emmett, and my parents were also going. Bree, who my sister has grown close to also, agreed to watch the girls for the night.
One might think it weird that I haven't told Bella yet and the rest of our family knew about it. I just wanted to tell her in person. Not over the phone. I was glad I did so. I was able to see the way her face lit up. She's so beautiful, more so when she smiles. I got a real Bella smile, the one that makes me smile back, giddy like a fool, and the smile that makes me want to throw all the food off the table and take her, period be damned.
Bella was happy that Rose was going and left me at the dining room table to call my sister. Rude much. She was quick though and they made a date for tomorrow to go out and get dresses.
But then she had to call her mom, who was delighted to watch the kids for us. Who also surprised us by offering to keep them for the night. Bella declined. However, I was able to hear the phone call, being in such close proximity, I nudged Bella, widening my eyes. She knew what that meant. So Bella reluctantly agreed to let Renee take the kids for the night.
All the plans and possibilities were running through my head. A fancy restaurant before the opening and maybe we can stay at a nice hotel. Even if my family came out to dinner with us, it will still be great. I was so excited for next weekend. Bella was too.
Later on in the evening, Bella proceeded to give me one of the best blow jobs ever. I mean ever. She really got into it. Which made me blow my load really fast. That was probably her intention. After recovering and seeing that Bella was still awake. My perverted brain imagined taking Bella's tampon out with my teeth, providing she was wearing one. She still wouldn't budge on her decision. She'll come around though. It's only a matter of time.
The next day, Bella and my sister did go out to get dresses. I told her to take her time. Both CC and EJ were really good for me, at first.
At noon, EJ became fussy, and his brother followed by example. I let them cry. CC was dry and fed. EJ was too. What else could I do? I sat in front of the television and tried to drown them out. Bella hates when I do this. She calls it tough love. She says I should pick them up, calm them down. I used to. Now, I don't even bother. It bothers Bella when they cry, it doesn't bother me, much. I can drown them out. She can't.
Ten minutes later, the doorbell rang.
Emmett came in with the girls and when I was about to close the door, Jasper trailed in with the twins. What the fuck was this, Romper room? The only one missing was Maddy. Jasper said he wanted to give Alice a rest. Emmett was bored. Huh? So they came to seek me out.
They unleashed their minions into my house. Madness ensued. The twins started to fight over toys, the girls fought over the television, EJ wanted in on the twin action, CC had somehow stopped crying, and those two goons went through my fridge.
They heated up the left over lasagna. The leftovers that Bella and I planned to have for dinner tonight. At least they offered me some.
The three of us sat in the living room, eating.
My nieces abandoned the T.V settling on coloring in their books at the dining room table. Which was awesome, cause the T.V was now ours. There was a Star Wars marathon on SyFy. Guess what we watched?
Jasper and I were happy, although Emmett being a diehard trekkie felt like he was betraying Captain Kirk or some shit. I always hated Star Trek. It's like the girls version of Star Wars. They have Phasers. 'Stand back or I'll stun you with my phaser.' Totally feminine. Don't even get me started on Lieutenant Commander Geordi La Forge. What the fuck was that shit he always wore on his face, a head band? I was never able to get into it. Let alone understand it. To each their own I guess.
On Tattooine, we'll laser your arm off, with little to no warning, with light sabers. A man's weapon.
The children played at our feet, the three toddlers occasionally fighting over toys.
I noticed that every once in a while, Jasper threw goldfish crackers on the floor, from a huge ziplock bag in his lap.
Huh? Every time he did it, the whining stopped.
'A New Hope' was just ending, when it became a game. 'The Empire Strikes Back' completely forgotten. We lined them up and Jasper stood at the opposite side of the room, with a handful of goldfish crackers.
Both Ellie and Jason were able to understand the concept of ready, set, go. I had to hold EJ back until it was time. He wanted those things, really bad, and kept squirming out of my arms, reaching for Jasper. I wonder if Bella ever gave him one before? I'll have to tell her to buy some. He loves them.
Ellie won the first round by default. She tripped her brother.
She won the second round too, bumping her hip to EJ's shoulder, making him fall. The little girl was cut throat. Nothing was getting between her and those crackers.
So far, I owed Emmett twenty dollars. Of course I would bet on my own kid, same kid that just recently grasped the concept of walking. Silly me. But I knew EJ had this, he's so much faster now.
Jason won the third round and by the fourth, I may have shouted 'Look there's Elmo' making EJ win that round, when both Ellie and Jason turned their heads to where I pointed. No one said I would play fair. If the she monster can push and kick, I could thwart them, because my son can't.
By the fifth round, both Bella and Rose showed up. Rose waddled over to the girls and showed them her new dress.
I smiled widely when my eyes landed on Bella, she looked amazing. Her hair was down, straight as a pin, and it was also shorter. She must have gotten it cut. I loved the longer style, but her hair was still long. Down to the middle of her back, instead of touching her ass. She had bangs again. She looked a lot like when we first met. I made her twirl for me and then I kissed her tenderly, telling her how beautiful she looked.
Family and period be damned. All the blood that circulated my body went to the nether regions, making me want to scoop her up, run her up to our bedroom, and ravish her.
Emmett and Jasper told me to stop the romantic crap, because we had a race going on.
Bella looked to Jasper, Emmett, and I with curious eyes. My initial thought was that Bella would be angry. She wasn't, she cheered EJ on.
When Jason and EJ were neck and neck, guess what? Bella squealed and shouted 'Is that Dora?'
EJ took round five too.
Then Emmett and Jasper started to call us both evil, for distracting toddlers with lies. I gave them the finger and slapped Bella a high five, great minds think a like.
Soon Rose, Emmett, and the girls left. Emmett had to be at the restaurant tonight and Rose was exhausted. Jasper didn't look like he was going anywhere.
Bella ordered Chinese food, for an early dinner, and sat on the couch to watch T.V and keep an eye on the kids. She didn't want to watch Star Wars and kicked Jasper and I out of the living room. I offered to take CC down to my dungeon. Even if he's young, you're never too young to have your first Star Wars experience. He lasted ten minutes, until Bella came down to take him. He was fussy again.
When EJ was that young, he was easily distracted by the television, not CC. The only person or thing that distracted him was Bella. Even then sometimes it's hard to keep him occupied. He's just a fussy baby, always needing to be entertained. My mother says, not only does he look like me, but he acts like I did too. I hope she never tells Bella that. She'll blame me.
Jasper and the kids stayed for dinner. Bella packed away some food, for Jasper to bring home for Alice.
My leftovers were gone again. It went for a good cause, feeding the overwhelmed. I promised myself that I wouldn't get used to Bella cooking again or feeding me in general. Though I wondered what I was going to eat the nights to follow. Maybe I'll get lucky, I'll go over to Jasper's, and he can throw goldfish crackers at me. No, I'm not that deprived. I think there's a few T.V dinners in the freezer.
...
There are no words to describe how beautiful Bella looks tonight. My breath caught at the sight of her. She wore a black strapless, floor length gown, with sequins across the bust line. Her hair was down, hanging in loose ringlets of curls. She was wearing make-up, which she does not need, yet it accentuates her beauty. The liner made her eyes seem bigger, the shadow that adorned them, leaving her with a sultry look, and her lips were a deep shade of plum. Her cheeks were rosy, making her look slightly flushed.
"Edward?"
She was wearing heels too.
"Edward?"
She was also wearing the Christmas gifts I bought her.
"Edward?"
The diamond earrings and matching necklace made her shine. Oh dear God, she has gloves too. Elbow length black satin gloves.
"Edward? Do you think I should wear these?" She held out the gloves. "I mean- I could always wear my engagement and wedding rings over them. Rose said they complete the outfit. I think it's too much. What do you think?"
I wonder if she's wearing panty hose.
"Edward?"
Her body, Christ, her body was incredible. The dress hugged every curve. Maybe I should buy her a stair master? No, then she'd lose the curves she has left. Those are my curves.
"EDWARD!" I jumped back, alarmed.
"Yes-" I rasped.
"You didn't answer my question?" Fuck. What did she ask me?
"What question was that love?" My eyes zeroed in on her cleavage. The two carat heart shaped pendant hung right in the center, where my face should be. Lucky diamond.
"Gloves-" She showed me her gloved arm. The elegant looking one. "Or no gloves?" She showed me her bare arm, that should have my lips trailing up it. I groaned.
"Gloves it is then-" She shrugged. I watched as she donned both gloves, placing her engagement ring and wedding band, on her left hand, over the glove. She looked sexy as hell. And I get to have her on my arm, while other men envy me. They will envy me and lust after my wife. My wife, who I get to leave with and make passionate love to, hopefully all night long.
Oh, who am I kidding? The both of us were up and down all last night with CC. He has his first cold, at only a few months old. The kid was miserable. Emily and Samantha both have colds. They had come over the other night for dinner again. Bella keeping an eye on the girls, while Rose got some much needed rest. I asked the girls not to touch CC and to wash their hands, frequently. I guess it was all a moot point. EJ seems okay though, but it's only a matter of time before he'll catch the cold too.
My own sinuses are stuffy, I had taken some allergy medicine earlier, hoping to keep the snot at bay. It's working, so far.
Luckily for us, Renee still insisted on taking the both of them for the night. My fancy dinner was canceled. Bella wanting to hold on to the kids as long as possible, convincing the rest of our party to leave at a later time.
While I was dropping them off, I stopped at burger king. Junior whopper with cheese. Fancy!
Nevertheless, Bella looked amazing tonight. I hope to make love to her all night long. Although, I also noticed that along with the sultry 'come fuck me' make-up, she also had foundation covering the dark circles under her eyes.
The best gift that I could give her tonight, will be to worship her body for as long as she'll let me, and let her sleep the night away, uninterrupted.
"You know-" Bella smiled and walked slowly to me. Please attack me. Fuck me right here, right now, I am at your mercy. I licked my lips, hoping for the best.
"You look incredible tonight." She moaned and reached behind me, grabbing my ass. Yes, please. I stumbled toward her, my dick pointing in the right direction. There really wasn't anything special about what I was wearing. It's just a tuxedo.
"You look like James Bond or something-" She blushed. Wow, I haven't made her blush in ages.
"-and you look like a Bond girl- though I've never seen one as gorgeous as you." I placed a kiss on her knuckles. Bella giggled.
"What was her name? Lotta Vagina or something-" I chuckled.
"There were quite a few Bond girls, but I think the one you are referring to is Pussy Galore."
"Ohhh-" She clapped. "We can be spies tonight-" Her eyes were alight with excitement. She's too cute.
"I'll be anything you want me to be." I leaned my head towards hers.
"Like that movie 'Mr & Mrs Smith' We totally look the part-" I groaned and brushed my lips against hers.
"If you have some sort of concealed weapon in your garter belt-" I didn't want to finish that statement. That if she had one, we weren't going anywhere but our bedroom. That shit would be so hot. Bella riding my dick, while she placed a knife to my throat. Whoa Cullen, that's sick. I know.
"I have a weapon Edward- it's just not in my garter belt." She shrugged. "It's between my legs-" She trailed her finger down my torso. "Guaranteed to make Edward Cullen drop to his knees." I chuckled.
"That you do love." I admitted. "Wait- you're wearing garter belts?" I asked.
"Maybe-" She winked at me. "But I'm sure you'll find out later."
Later.
I couldn't wait for later.
Later.
Later was my new favorite word.
We heard a horn honking. I helped Bella into her coat. She grabbed her shall and her purse, while I put on my coat, and grabbed our over night bag.
My parents went all out. Actually renting a limousine to drive us into the city and back tomorrow. It was a bit much, considering it's a ninety minute drive to Manhattan. But they insisted they arrive in style. They also rented the six of us hotel rooms, near the gallery. It was all mom's idea I bet. The woman always has to go over the top. I think she just wants to prove that just because she lives in the country now, she still fits in with the ritzy crowd of Manhattan socialites.
My only fear was that Bella might feel uncomfortable. I grew up amongst it. When we lived in Chicago, the wealthy crowd wasn't that far off from the Aristocrats of New York. Only in New York, they were more close knit. Everyone knew everyone's business. I was sure that both Heidi and Chelsea informed most of the crowd of what happened Memorial day weekend. And I was more than positive that the story most likely changed some. Making Bella seem like a terrible person and Heidi the victim.
I knew this because despite Irina and Bella's quarrels, Jared still called me regularly.
It surprised both Bella and I when we learned the reasons behind Irina's grudge. Apparently for some odd reason, they wanted to follow in our footsteps. Our footsteps...Bella becoming pregnant, before marriage. Like I said, it was odd. But Jared said that Irina couldn't wait to have a baby, not caring if she was huge as she walked down the aisle. Jared is crazy about her, so he went along with it. They tried for two months, with no result.
Since then, Irina has seen many different physicians, for infertility. Jared is fine, the problem is Irina. Jared didn't get too into it, not telling me why she is infertile, but knowing my cousin, he probably doesn't know either.
Jared is married now, yet that doesn't change the fact that all Jared is concerned about is Jared. He probably knew and forgot, or just doesn't care about the reason, and wants the result.
Irina is angry at Bella for flaunting her...fertility?
I still don't understand it, nor does Bella. Both of our children weren't planned.
Last I heard, they were taking a break and then Irina was going to try in vitro.
For Jared's sake, I hope it works out. He told me that all this is driving him insane and fears that it will destroy his short marriage.
All of this shocked us. Not only were Irina's reasons for being angry at Bella ridiculous, but this behavior wasn't like Irina at all.
When I met Irina, she was a single, very proudly independent woman, just like Bella, who lived a bohemian lifestyle. Now, she's a stuck up bitch, just like my cousin and her friend. Wearing designer fashions, spending all of Jared's money.
Did Irina really love Jared? Or his wallet?
Yet, this is what Heidi, Chelsea, and Irina accuse Bella of.
Bella who actually bought her dress at David's bridal. I caught sight of the price tag, hoping that she spent an obscene amount for it, and I was saddened when it was on sale. Costing a measly two hundred dollars. I remember Bella telling me they went there because Rose needed a maternity evening gown, which they had there.
My Bella doesn't look at labels. She liked the dress and she bought it.
And I bet she looks better than the three of them, who probably spent thousands of dollars for their gowns tonight.
Bella was still excited to go tonight. She promised me that she would be on her best behavior and not let them get to her. I told her that she could behave any way she liked and when she thought it was time to leave, then we would do so.
Bella was excited to meet Randall's girlfriend and she hoped that he will flaunt his happiness around Chelsea. Heh. I did too. Hate that bitch.
That bitch who is now engaged to Randall's brother, Gregory. From what I hear, Chelsea is happy, happy to have the Rockefeller monogram, which was all she wanted anyway. The fact that he has been in and out of rehab more times than I can count on one hand, doesn't bother her, as per Randall.
They'll make the perfect couple. Chelsea looks strung out anyway.
"Have I told you how beautiful you look tonight?" I whispered in Bella's ear.
"Stop breathing in my ear, you're making me all tingly." She giggled.
"What are you two whispering about over there?" My beautiful sister Rose asked. She does look beautiful. She's glowing, but you can't really tell, unless you look beyond the scowl.
"Nothing." Both Bella and I replied in unison. Suddenly, Rose smacked Emmett.
"Why can't you whisper sweet things to me?" She asked. "My brother, who never got laid in his life, before he met Bella, has more charm than you'll ever have-"
"Hey I got laid." I argued.
"No- Edward. You didn't." I slumped back into the seat, Bella giggling beside me. Emmett sulked and my parents continued to drink their champagne, ignoring us.
"Did too-" I grumbled, crossing my arms over my chest.
"Drunk sorority girls don't count. They have to be conscious." Rose sneered at me.
"Eiwww." Bella slapped my thigh.
"She's lying love and for the record-" I turned back to Rose. "I bought a few of those chicks dinner first."
"Whatever. Can you just teach my husband how to be a gentleman?"
"I can try." I chuckled. Emmett moved the hair away from Rose's ear and said something that made her giggle.
Rose is so much more aggressive with this pregnancy than the ones with the girls. I bet she's having a boy. With all the testosterone Bella had in her, she was like a caged animal, always having a short temper. They find out next week. They had the same problem we had with CC, their baby was all ass and no genitals last sonogram.
Hopefully, Emmett gets the boy he's been wanting, because I doubt my sister will try again after this one.
"I spoke to your uncle Marcus earlier-" My father said facing me. "Heidi promises to be on her best behavior-"
"Yeah- well if she gets out of line. Pregnant or not, I won't hesitate to slap the whore." Rose shouted over to him.
"No Rose, you're pregnant. Please let me." My beautiful wife supplied, smiling widely. They shook on it.
"Now, now girls. There will be no fighting tonight. You both don't have to speak to her-" My mother said facing my father. "Why should they be nice? She insulted Bella."
"All I'm saying, is if Heidi makes the effort to be civil then so should they." My father shrugged. "But by all means, if my niece is rude to you Bella, do as you feel necessary." He shrugged again. "Just try to keep the violence at a minimum in such a public forum."
"I'll try my best." Bella smiled.
"Down kitty-" I grabbed her hand. "I see those claws coming out. We can just ignore her. We're there to see the art-" I brought my voice down to a whisper. "This is about you tonight. Say the word and we'll leave. Remember that."
"I already feel like a princess- in this dress- with you." Bella giggled and pecked my cheek.
"Io vi amo. La mia gamba Turchia" I whispered, which caused Bella to squeal and lean further into me. I wasn't complaining. Damn. Why didn't I rent our own private limo? We could be naked right now.
"Turkey Leg?" My father furrowed his brows at us. Private limo indeed. I whispered it. How could he have heard that?
"That's what you said?" Bella giggled.
"Yeah that and I love you." I placed my hand on her thigh.
"Yo quiero mucho-" Bella breathed in my ear.
"Since when do you speak Spanish love?" I asked, highly impressed. Bella shrugged.
"Yeah, I saw that episode of Dora too. But I think it came out differently." Rose laughed.
"I took Spanish in High school." Bella stuck her tongue out at her.
Conversations kept flowing, throughout the whole car ride.
My father practically begged Bella to come back to work. I would love to have Bella back. She could be my personal tech. Toward the end of her time there, we worked extremely well together. It was like she could read my mind and anticipated my next move. Plus, I loved the woman to the point of stupidity or obsession, take your pick, any extra time with her always sounds good to me. The only down side, would be that the male interns will probably hit on her. But between Al and I, we'd keep a close eye on things. He's got my back like that.
I knew Bella would never go for it though.
Bella politely declined. I knew it. Stating that she already had a job. I love that she wants to stay home and raise our children, but I feel so guilty. She's so young and so smart.
When we dated, she spoke of wanting to become a world traveler, a nurse, a writer, a journalist. She had no idea what she wanted. And that was okay, because I was willing to follow her lead, still am. All I want is her happiness.
Bella says she's happy now, but is she really?
I love our children, more than I even thought it was possible, but did they, did I, ruin Bella's life?
"Are you okay?" Bella asked. I turned to her and smiled. "Yeah-" I nodded.
"You don't look okay." Bella whispered.
"Are you happy?" I blurted in a whisper. My parents were deep in conversation, Rose was nodding off against Emmett's shoulder, and Emmett was concentrating on his PSP.
"Of course I am. I feel like a princess, remember?" She giggled, I shook my head no.
"Not just tonight love, with everything. Us, the kid's, staying home-" I trailed off. Bella leaned away from me, letting out a huff.
"I feel like we always have this conversation-" She whispered.
"I- I feel guilty that you can't do what you always wanted." I shrugged.
"I can do anything I want Edward. And do you know why? Because I have you by my side. Right now, I am doing what I want, which is raising our children. All that other stuff isn't really that important. Despite what my mother says-" She trailed off.
"What does your mother say?" I was curious. Bella smiled. "Nothing, it's not important." She was holding something back. I could tell.
"Tell me," I encouraged. "Fine-" She leaned further into me, bringing her voice even lower. "You know how I have my surgical technology degree?" I nodded. "Well, I made a great living with it, but it will be hard raising two kids on that salary-" I furrowed my brows, not understanding where she was going with this.
"What are you talking about?" I asked.
"You're my husband and we have two children. However, if one day you weren't around, they would still be my responsibility. She wonders how I would care for them-" She shrugged. I chuckled.
"Love, if I died tomorrow-" She slapped me. I continued anyway. "If I died tomorrow, everything that I have, which you already have, will be yours. You wouldn't have to worry about money."
"That's not-" She paused. "What she was referring to- and don't talk about dying."
"Fine. No more talk about dying. So what was she referring to?" I asked.
"What if we got divorced?" I gulped. "Marriages end all the time. And I'm sorry but I'd exhaust every last penny I had to make sure I have custody of the kids." She shrugged. "Their mine and I wouldn't let you take them away from me. I mean we could have joint custody, I'd never fully take them away from you, their place is just home with me. She just worries how I would make ends meet, if we were to break up." I blinked a few times. Why the hell were we talking about a hypothetical divorce?
"That's never going to happen." I shook my head.
"You don't know that." She looked down to her lap.
"Hey-" I grabbed her hand. "Haven't I told you that the only way you're getting rid of me, is if I died?" I chuckled. The corner of her mouth turned up. "-if for some reason, like hell froze over, and we were to get a divorce. Do you honestly think I still wouldn't care for you? Take care of EJ and CC- not to mention that we don't have a prenuptial agreement. You could take me to court and wipe out my bank account." I pecked her cheek. God she smells so good tonight. Her hair smells like her shampoo and her skin, oh dear lord, her skin has a lavender scent.
Fuck. We talk about divorce, I get a whiff of her, and now I'm panting.
"You know I'd never take your money-" She trailed her hand up my thigh, palming my cock under her shall, which is draped over my lap. It wasn't my intention, draping this thing over my lap. Good idea though, does she plan to jack me, in front of my parents?
"But-" She gave it a slight squeeze. "If you ever cheated on me, I might just consider it." Her grip tightened. I let out a small whimper. It kind of hurt, but it still felt all kinds of good, and made me fully erect.
"We're here!" My mother said loudly.
"You ready?" Bella asked, letting go of my dick. I shook my head of the lustful thoughts.
If I ever cheated on her...blasphemy. I could never picture myself doing so. She's everything I ever wanted and more. Maybe I act like a child. Maybe I want all her attention. Maybe we don't have sex as much as we used to, but that doesn't change the fact that I'd wait. I'd wait forever just to spend one night with her. She's my everything and nothing means anything in my life without her in it. She goofs around, calling me a sex addict.
Doesn't she realize that she's my enabler? She makes me the way I am. Before I met Bella, sure I was horny all the time, from lack of sex, but she makes me the insatiable being I am today.
"How do I look?" She asked, pulling out a compact mirror from her purse.
"Breathtaking." I rasped and leaned back into her. "You look absolutely gorgeous love."
"Then I'm ready-" She shrugged, placing the mirror back into her purse.
We all exited the limo and entered the very crowded gallery. I could have kicked myself when I saw the huge sign that said 'Caius' it is that douche's show, his art on display. He stood by the entrance and thanked us all for coming.
Quickly glancing at the exhibits, they were actually photographs. There was a picture of a sad looking tree and one of a leaf. Is this what people consider art? Samantha my six year old niece could have taken these photos, with her Hanna Montana camera that she carries around.
My mother took Bella's hand, insisting on introducing her to some people. She looked to me wide eyed.
"You'll be fine." I promised her, not wanting to let her go. My father was trying to pull me in the opposite direction, while Rose and Emmett started to walk around. My sister loved art and photography. Poor Emmett. But hey, at least he's not being dragged around to socialize.
My father and I approached Randall, who had a short blond on his arm. I stood there motionless. Shocked, upon looking at the blond, sure that I was in the Twilight zone.
"Edward? Is that you?" I gave Lauren, my one and only ex-girlfriend, same ex-girlfriend I lost my virginity to, same ex-girlfriend who was a total whore, sleeping her way around the college, while I thought we were exclusive, a tight lipped smile. I couldn't believe I even recognized her. She obviously had a new nose. And she's aged horribly. The orange hue of her skin from tanning beds the probable cause. I don't know who's worse looking, Chelsea or Lauren. To each their own, I guess.
"You two know each other?" Randall smiled.
"Edward and I dated briefly in college." She informed him. My father raised an eyebrow in my direction.
"Right-" I rocked back on my heels, looking around for Bella. "Lauren how are you?" I asked with fake enthusiasm. "Oh- please excuse my manners, this is my father-" I pointed to him.
"Pleasure to meet you-" my father extended his hand. "I am Carlisle." Lauren smiled.
"The pleasure is all mine, Carlisle. I am-" She waved her hand towards me. "- as you know Lauren." She giggled, batting her eyelashes at my father.
I caught sight of Bella and my mother, conversing with people I did not recognize, my aunt and uncle with them as well.
"If you'll excuse me-" I started.
"Edward- I am sure Bella is fairing well on her own." My father stopped me.
"Where is she?" Randall smiled.
Just then, I saw Bella making her way over to us. I breathed a sigh of relief.
"Randall!" Bella nearly shouted, giving him a hug. "How are you-" She turned to Lauren. "-and you must be the girlfriend I've heard so much about." Bella lied. All she knew was that Randall had a girlfriend, nothing else. But dad was right. She seems to be doing well, socializing with these pariahs.
"Yes, I'm Lauren Mallory and you are-" Lauren trailed off, extending her hand.
"Isabella-" Bella shook her hand. "Isabella Cullen, but you can just call me Bella." She giggled.
"Cullen." Lauren turned to me smirking. I smiled back. Yes, I have a fuckhot wife, and you look like a catcher's mitt.
"Yeah, I'm Edward's old lady." Bella placed her arm around my waist.
"Bella, dear, you look exquisite-" Randall took her hand, placing a kiss on her knuckles, then made her twirl around for him. I knew the action was innocent, but it still irked me.
She's mine. Go eye fuck your mitt!
Wait, what am I thinking, this is Randall. He doesn't mean anything by it, he's just complimenting her. I put the fake smile on again.
Bella giggled and nestled into my side once more. Randall turned back to Lauren. "Can you believe she just had a baby. What was is it a few months ago?" He looked to me, I nodded.
"Wow Edward, how time flies. You're married now and have a baby?" Lauren laughed. Bella turned her head up, to look at me confused.
"Two-" I blurted.
"What was that?" Lauren asked.
"We have two children." She nodded.
"You two know each other?" Bella asked. Lauren waved her hand.
"We dated in college, undergrad. Wow just thinking about that makes me feel old. It was such a long time ago." She laughed, then turned her attention back to Randall.
"This is Lauren, Lauren." Bella whispered. I nodded. "She seems nice." I rolled my eyes, but had to admit that people do grow up and she seems nothing like the Lauren I knew.
"Carlisle, Randall, Edward how are you?" our whole group turned our attention to Heidi, Irina, and Jared. Jared gave me an apologetic smile.
We all smiled at Heidi, who just ignored both Bella and Lauren.
"The least you can do is acknowledge me, considering I was the person who convinced Randall to fund this gala-" Lauren crossed her arms over her chest, staring down Heidi. Heidi turned her nose up, mumbled the word thanks, and the three of them walked away.
"Such-" Bella started.
"Bitches-" Lauren finished, then turned to look at Bella. "Do you want to go get a drink?" She asked.
"Please-" Bella laughed, linking her arm with Lauren's, going towards the bar. "I'll bring you back something-" She blew me a kiss. I did wake up in the Twilight Zone.
My father excused himself, going to join my mother.
"This must be awkward for you-" Randall chuckled. "An ex and the wife?" He raised an eyebrow. I shrugged.
"Bella is nice to everyone."
"That she is. You are one lucky SOB." Randall chuckled.
"I know." I sighed, watching Bella laugh loudly at something Lauren said.
"Did you love her?" Randall asked.
"Who? Lauren?" I chuckled. He nodded. "No."
"Yeah, neither do I, but I'm trying though." I laughed at him.
"You are too honest for your own good. Somethings-" I sighed. "are best left unsaid." I patted his back.
"Even if she did some how convince me to shell out the dough for this garbage-" He gestured to the obscure photos that adorned the walls. "She's great for me, doesn't ask too many questions, lets me go about my business, do what I want. She embraces my lifestyle. Same lifestyle I hope to abandon when I do find 'the one'. I can be myself-" he trailed off. "But the sex is lousy." I tried to think back. For me, there's no comparison. The sex between Bella and I is amazing, even when she's half asleep.
The sex with Lauren was more experimental, considering while I was with her, I had nothing to compare it to. But yeah, if I think back, the sex was awful, and uncomfortable. The lights were always off, while I fumbled around under the covers, it was just awkward. Even if she let me fuck her in the ass.
"Randall-" I shook my head, bringing my voice down to a whisper. "Then why are you with her?"
"I don't know. Isn't love a gradual process? We've only been together a month-"
"Wait a minute-" I cut him off. "I thought this was the same woman you were dating during the summertime."
"No, that was Shelby- she owns a pizzeria in little Italy. Then there was Dominique, Alicia, and Evelyn. Been playing the field so to speak. Shelby, I thought she was the one though, but she didn't fit into my world-" He widened his arms. "The social differences bothered her. Yet they didn't bother me one bit." he shrugged. "I have a date this week, with the new clerk at the firm. I plan on giving Lauren her walking papers soon." I blew out a gust of breath. Thank God I'm married. All that shit seems so complicated. "She'll probably hate me and working with her will be awkward."
"You work with her?" I asked, wondering what Lauren did with herself. If I think back again...No, I have no idea what she majored in.
"She's one of the lawyers at my firm." I nodded. "Shh, their coming back." The both of us stood silently, waiting for our ladies. When they approached us, Lauren nudged my arm.
"Edward, I absolutely adore this one." She pointed to Bella. "We should all get together some time in the future." She grabbed Randall's arm, Randall shook his head no over Lauren's head, when she turned up to look at him, he smiled down to her. I took a gracious sip from the cocktail Bella handed me.
"That would be delightful." Bella said. I almost spit out my Jack and Coke. She sounds just as fake as I did earlier.
"So Bella, how is little CC doing?" Randall asked. Bella laughed and continued to talk about CC.
Lauren looked to me and I felt a little uncomfortable.
"So what do you do Edward? Bella mentioned that you're a doctor. I remember you being pre-med, but you know how we all changed our minds rapidly back then." She laughed. I tore my eyes away from Lauren to look at both Randall and Bella, who were talking animatedly, laughing loudly, and standing much too close together for my own comfort. "You remember how I was majoring in history? Well I decided to go into law." I nodded, watching Bella and Randall. "So you're a doctor?"
"Uh-" I turned back to look at Lauren. "Yeah, I'm a surgeon." I was short.
"What's your specialty?"
"General and Bariatrics." I took another sip of my drink, while Bella playfully slapped Randall's arm. Lauren leaned further into me, I stepped back.
"Three years ago, I had a gastric bypass-" She whispered.
"Really?" I blurted cutting her off. Then took a closer look at her. She didn't look over weight. And she wasn't over weight back then. Wait, yeah she was. She wasn't morbidly obese though. My guess back then was that she may have gained the freshman 30 instead of the 15. Then again, I didn't know her before we dated and when we dated I was just so happy to finally get laid.
"Really. Best thing that ever happened to me. I gained a lot of weight in law school." She shrugged. "Lost one hundred pounds." My eyes widened.
"Well-" I paused for the right sentiment. "Good for you."
"Good for you too-" she lightly punched my arm. "You look great, you're successful, and Bella seems like a sweetheart. She's young though-" She grinned up at me. "Where did you pick her up? The playground." She laughed. I sighed and took the last gulp of my drink. Can't we go anywhere without someone commenting on Bella's youth?
"Yeah something like that." I shrugged. The operating room is my personal playground.
"Do you have any pictures of your children?" She asked. I looked once again to Randall and Bella, someone who I didn't recognize had joined in their conversation. I took my phone out of my pocket and showed Lauren a few candid shots I had of the babies. She ohhed and ahhed, telling me that I had beautiful children.
"Edward-" Randall called, their group walked back to us, and Bella took her place by my side. "I'd like you to meet Gregory, my brother." I shook Gregory's hand. I knew Randall from passing through out the years, from Rose. I had never met his brother before. He doesn't look a thing like Randall. Maybe he's adopted?
"Nice to meet you." I nodded and noticed that his eyes weren't on me at all, they were on Bella's chest.
For his sake, I hope he's admiring the diamond, wondering how much smack he could buy with it. Either way it made me uncomfortable. I politely excused Bella and I from their company, promising to see them again, before we took off for the evening. Gregory, in a very gentlemanly manner, took Bella's hand and did a half bow, placing a kiss on her hand. Then stated 'It was a pleasure meeting you, beautiful.' Then the fucker winked. Bella laughed breathlessly and said the pleasure was all hers. Fake tone present once again.
"What was that about?" I asked once out of ear shot, she shrugged.
"Just doing what Rose told me."
"And what was that?" I tickled her side.
"Laugh, be polite and attentive, schmooze. I don't know." I chuckled.
"Well you did a good job of schmoozing them. But what possessed you to take off with Lauren, knowing that she's my ex?" She stopped walking and smiled up at me.
"I was being polite. What did you want me to do, rip her hair out? And she seems nice." I guess it would be cool if Bella got a little jealous. "Plus-" She nudged my arm. "I didn't know you were into older women, you dog!" She laughed.
"She's my age love and don't get too used to her." I put my arm around her.
"Oh don't I know it. She's all wrong for Randall." Bella sighed, yet she sounded wistful.
"What was that about?" I asked again. Does Bella have a crush on Randall or something?
"What was what about?" She countered.
"Your tone-"
"What tone was that? You lost me Edward." I groaned. "She's all wrong for Randall." I then mimicked her dreamy like sigh.
"Stop your bullshit Edward-" She chastised. "He can just do better." I followed Bella's advice from arguments of the past, I stopped while I was ahead. I'm doing so much better, but the insecure asshole within pops out every once in a while. I'm no saint.
"Edward, Bella-" We turned and came face-to-face with Jared and Irina, sans Heidi.
"Hey," Bella smiled.
"I meant to tell you before Bella, you look absolutely gorgeous tonight." I raised an eyebrow. My cousin isn't usually one for compliments, but he's in the same mode Bella is, schmoozing and boozing. Only Bella isn't drunk.
"Thank you," Bella smiled. I noticed Irina, practically downing her glass of wine, looking everywhere but to Bella.
"We're going to take off, will we see you guys later?" Jared asked.
"Jare, it's probably not their scene." Irina giggled. I felt Bella stiffen next to me.
"What kind of scene is that?" I asked.
"Oh the both of us, Randall and Lauren, were going to hit up the club Randall owns-"
"We're not exactly dressed for the club scene." I chuckled.
"Their having a private party tonight and it's Randall's club, we'd be in the VIP, doesn't matter what we're wearing- wait, Randall didn't mention it to the both of you?" I shook my head no. "He probably forgot, but you must come. It's going to be fun-" Irina elbowed Jared in the ribs.
"It's really not your scene." Irina smiled at the both of us.
"How would you know what our scene is?" Uh oh, the claws are coming out. I tightened my hold on Bella.
"It's a nightclub. It's no Star wars convention or a Tupperware party-" She snickered, taking her last sip of wine.
"What the hell? You act like we haven't been friends for fifteen years-" Bella said exasperated. "If you're not ignoring me you're insulting me. And I'm sick of it. I know we're relatives now and that's probably not going to change-" I eyed Jared who looked the other way. Shit. If I knew my cousin, that probably means they're on their way to divorce court.
"But at least we can be civil- if not for the sake that we're both human beings, we can be civil for our families sake." Bella shrugged. "Your maliciousness is unwarranted and unjust, I know what your problem is-" Bella stepped closer to her, bringing her voice down to a whisper. I walked with her, keeping my vice like hold around her. "It's not my fault. My children weren't conceived to spite you- you petty bitch-" I yanked Bella back to me.
"Okay, it was great seeing you's." I smiled. Irina looked on the verge of tears. "No-" Bella shrugged me off.
"I don't even know who you are anymore and that's okay, because I don't want to know you. In the future, if you have nothing nice to say, please don't waste your breath saying anything to me. You and me, we're done." She grabbed my hand.
"Come on Edward-" She dragged me to the bar. I turned and gave Jared a sheepish smile.
"You want to do a few shots?" Bella asked and I noticed that she was visibly shaking. I ignored her and turned to the bartender. "Grey Goose and cranberry-" I pointed to Bella. "and a Jack and Coke."
"Make sure you bend the elbow with that Goose-" Bella nearly shouted. I started to whisper things in her ear, trying to calm her down. It worked, for a minute.
"Hey-" Bella grabbed Randall's arm as he was passing. He turned to her and smiled.
"Hey yourself-" He chuckled. "We were just coming to look for you both." He gestured to Lauren and himself. "We're about to take off."
"We heard. We heard about your 'exclusive' little get together." His eyes widened.
"It's not exclusive. I'd be delighted if you both joined us." Randall admitted.
"Honey-" Lauren smiled up to Randall. "I think, well, I don't think it's really their type of scene."
"That's the second time, no wait, the third time we've heard that." Bella said. What kind of club was this? And how do they figure it's not our scene? Lauren barely knows Bella and me for that matter. "Well, if it's only for snobby elitist, then I guess you're both right." Bella smiled.
"No that's not it at all-" Randall started.
"We're coming." I blurted. "I did promise Bella a night out." Bella smiled widely up at me. She seems to want to go to this nightclub badly. She's probably never been to one before. And if I'm not mistaken, it's usually the norm for people of Bella's age. Maybe if I showed her what she's missing, she'll be happier? Now I'm confusing myself.
"The more the merrier." Randall smiled. "I have a car outside. You're more than welcome to ride with us."
"We'll just say goodnight to my parents and meet you out there."
Bella and I found my parents quickly, saying a quick goodbye. My mother promised me that the concierge of the hotel will have our room key, and bid us a good time. Rosalie was thoroughly suspicious about our future whereabouts. But didn't say much more about it. They were actually about to retire themselves, bored with the crowd they were with, and the art. Emmett looked miserable, but just like I would, he would follow Rose to the deepest pits of hell.
Rosalie told Emmett to come with us, stating that she was tired and needed to rest, he declined. While I wondered why they came at all. They traveled all this way, looked at photographs for an hour, and barely socialized with anyone. Only to retire early and sleep in a hotel. Emily and Samantha are older, surely they don't need to get away. Not like Bella and I did.
Bella and I grabbed our coats.
When we walked outside, Jared poked his head out of a stretch limo. "Come on cousin, you're in for a wild night!" He said to me. I rolled my eyes and helped Bella into the limo.
During the car ride down town, Bella and I nestled closely together, drinking the champagne that was offered.
Until, Randall took a small plastic bag out of his pocket, passing around small pills to Lauren, Jared, and Irina, before popping one himself.
"Oh I'm sorry, please help yourself-" Randall tossed the bag over in my direction.
"What are these?" I inspected the small white pills with a dolphin emblem embossed on them.
"Just X-" I tossed the bag back.
"Aren't you a little old to still be doing that?" I laughed. "How cliché can you get-" I scoffed. "Clubbing in New York City, rollin' on ecstasy, what is this 1997?" I laughed some more.
"Cliché, my dear friend, would be if I shelled out some Coke." Randall chuckled, tossing the bag back over to us. "It's not like we do this every weekend. We're young, wealthy, and the skies the limit-" Jared, Irina, and Lauren clapped. I felt like I was stuck in an episode of that stupid show Bella watches. I went to toss the bag back, when Bella stilled my hands.
"What does it do?" She whispered.
"Makes you feel euphoric, I've never done it before, but that's what Rose told me. She used to do it all the time-" I pointed to Randall. "When she used to hang out with him and his crowd."
I remember Rose coming home at like five in the morning, waking me up to look at her eyes. She wanted to make sure they weren't dilated before she saw dad. Sometimes, she would hide in my bedroom, kicking me and telling me to move over, before she passed out beside me. It was stupid because my father knew exactly what she was doing. He just never brought it up to her. In his words 'Ignorance is bliss'.
"Did you want to try it?" She asked. I gritted my teeth. Did I want to try it? No. I wanted out of this limo. I wanted to go back to the hotel and fuck Bella senseless. Why did I have to open my big mouth? Bella, youth, club, good time, prove that I can be young, right. This was all about Bella tonight, show her a good time. Still, a lapse in judgment isn't on the agenda.
"No-" I shook my head. She nodded, frowning, looking out the window. I felt like shit. It's not exactly a harmless drug, but Bella in comparison to even me, has led a very sheltered life. Come on Cullen, live a little. Show Bella you can roll with the punches.
"Do you want to try it?" I asked. She shrugged. Which means she does.
"Then you can take one." I whispered.
"What?" She turned to look at me.
"I don't know what it does really, besides scientifically. I would rather keep a clear head, to look after you-"
"Edward, if you're not going to do it, then neither am I."
Ecstasy fucks with the serotonin levels in the brain and us taking it this one time, will not produce any long term effect. Except for tomorrow when we'll feel like shit.
"Let's do it-" I whispered. I took out a pill for her and one for myself.
"-and you're sure it's not going to kill us?" Bella asked. "No, it's not." I chuckled. Both Bella and I took one pill each, washing it down with a shared bottle of water.
The whole limo then erupted in applause, even Irina. This is so lame. Like after school special lame. Bella and I succumbing to peer pressure.
Ten minutes later the car stopped, pulling up to the curb. You could actually hear the music from out here. I thought they said it was sort of a private party?
"Do you feel anything?" Bella asked, I shook my head no, helping her out of the limo. There was no line to get into the club. The club called 'SinSation'.
Huh? I've heard of this club before. Maybe Randall mentioned it in passing?
People were not dressed like our little party. People were dressed to the bare minimum, which was odd considering it was still winter. This is a club though. It was very hot and dark You couldn't really make out the décor, with only the strobe lights dancing around. And there wasn't really a mass amount of people. People that were openly making out, heavily, dancing provocative to the blaring techno beat. Like I said, this is so lame.
Looking around some more, I saw a couple that looked like they were having sex, and then another. Weird.
Bella and I checked our coats, I also checked my tuxedo jacket, rolling up my sleeves, and removing my tie. It was fucking stifling. Bella held onto her shall, which didn't surprise me, she's always cold. This heat probably isn't even bothering her.
"Is this what all clubs are like?" She shouted to me.
"I wouldn't know-" I shouted back, holding her hand, as we followed Randall and everyone else up a flight of stairs, to the exclusive VIP section.
It was a small room, with a vast window. You could see the entire club from up here. The room had plush couches, it looked like a lounge. The music was still blasting through the speakers, which adorned the walls.
"Can I get you something to drink?" Randall asked.
"Water." I said, gesturing to both Bella and I. He tossed the both of us bottles and continued to toss some more around, from behind a small bar. I guess on X water is the drink of choice. I chose it because I still didn't feel anything and in combination with the two measly drinks I had before, I didn't know what was going to happen. If Bella and I had consumed more alcohol, I wouldn't have even thought twice about not taking the X.
Everyone chatted lightly. Except Bella and I, who were very quiet, keeping to ourselves.
"This is kind of boring, did you maybe want to leave?" I asked. She ignored me, staring down into the club.
"Hmm?" I asked, tossing her hair back, she shuddered and turned to me. "Look at the lights-" She pointed out the window. "Look at how beautiful they look." I looked, seeing nothing beautiful about them.
"Hey B, did you maybe want to go down and dance?" Irina asked. Bella stood up quickly, squealing.
"I'd love to-" She hugged Irina. "And I love you-" She looked at all of us. "All of you." She smiled all giddy.
"The girl is Roll-in!" Jared shouted happily. Oh fuck. Well, at least she looks happy. Both her and Irina look like their getting along now too.
Irina, Lauren, and Bella went to make their way downstairs, I stood up to follow.
"Where you going cuz?" Jared asked.
"To keep an eye on Bella," I shrugged.
"They'll be fine." He waved his hand and took out a cigarette. My mouth which was actually really dry, started to water.
"Give me one of those-"
"Don't you dare!" Randall shouted. "Do you know how much of a fine I'll get-" He pointed to our cigarettes. "Take that shit outside."
"You can afford it-" Jared lit up, I followed his lead. "Besides, this is a private room. Are you going to tell anyone?" Jared smirked at Randall.
Randall rolled his eyes and descended the stairs. "I'm going down to dance."
"Keep an eye on Bella!" I shouted after him. Who was I? Leaving the care of my wife to Randall, who I have grown close to, but really didn't know, just to smoke a cigarette. It felt amazing though. It felt amazing just to breathe.
"Don't worry cuzo- we can see them from up here," Jared pointed out the window. I stood up and realized what Bella was talking about. The lights they were just wow. The techno beats, that I usually hate, had me feeling in a trance like state. Fuck. I wanted to dance now.
"Jared-" I turned to him. He was staring down at the girls, grinding his teeth, smoking at the same time.
"Jared!" I shouted this time.
"What?" He turned to me.
"How long does this last?" I asked. Sadly, I never wanted this feeling to end.
"About three hours-" he shrugged and put out his cigarette. "Come on-"
We joined the rest of them on the dance floor, Bella practically throwing herself at me. It was welcomed. We danced as a group for a while, until Bella shouted that she was thirsty. We went to the bar for a bottle of water. Bella started to drink it, quickly.
Bella looked beautiful. She had tied her hair into a knot and had sweat glistening on her face, neck, and shoulders.
While she was drinking, I bent down and licked the sweat off of her. She dropped the bottle of water and writhed against me. My lips and tongue, went from her neck down to the center of her cleavage. She held my head there and I was able to hear the deep throaty groan.
"Having a good time?" Randall shouted in my ear. I looked up.
"Yes!" Both Bella and I shouted in unison.
"Well don't stop on my account. It's welcomed here-" He turned and walked away. What was welcomed here? I wondered.
"I need you to touch me-" Bella begged. "All over, just touch me." I nodded. Willing to comply. I wanted to do a whole lot more than touch her.
"Did you want to leave?" I asked.
"No- let's just go back up stairs." She jerked her chin up. At this moment in time, I was down for whatever.
"Should we tell them?" Bella asked. I looked around and didn't see anyone that we came with. Fuck it. I grabbed Bella's hand, leading her up to the VIP room.
When we entered Jared and Irina were passionately making out on one of the couches.
"We're sorry-" Bella giggled. Jared raised his head and I was able to see that it was Lauren under him.
Bella continued to laugh pointing. I think I lost my high. Yet, I couldn't find my voice to say a god damn thing.
The door opened again and we both turned to watch Irina and Randall come in, following Lauren and Jared, proceeding to make out on the same couch. There were hands everywhere. Irina touching Jared, Jared's mouth on Lauren, Lauren touching Randall, Randall's mouth on Irina.
I couldn't believe that my cousin was allowing this. The same cousin who threw a bitch fit when he found out Irina was hanging out with James. James that fucker. That's where I know the name to this club. He invited the both of us to join him and Tanya. Was this the same club? Kinky sex club? The club where people openly exchange partners? Jared has lost his mind. Either that or they are headed for divorce court. Maybe not. Oh who the fuck cares. Why am I even thinking about this?
"This is so cool-" Bella mumbled, when Lauren and Irina turned to each other, and kissed. I nodded. It was cool and highly fucking weird.
"Bella, come join us." Lauren said, over Jared's shoulder.
"Awesome-" She giggled and went to join them. I yanked her arm back.
"What are you doing?" I chuckled. She trailed her hands up my torso. "I don't know." I shivered. My high wasn't gone. It was just momentarily in shock. I recovered quickly though.
"What's your fantasy Edward?" She asked. Nothing makes sense anymore.
"Told you- it wasn't your type of scene." Irina panted, as I watched Randall pull down her panties, they went over her heels, and over his shoulder. What the fuck is this?
"It's a swingers club." Lauren laughed. Was my last thought not just a thought?
"You totally said all that out loud." Bella laughed. "Just relax-" Bella wove her fingers into my hair. I moaned. She led me over to the opposite couch, pushing me down. She then straddled my lap, crashing her lips against mine. All I could do was surrender to her. She felt incredible. Her mouth touching mine, her hands all over me. I wanted to sing.
"I love you Bella-" I cupped her face and leaned away from her. "More than words can say. Love seems like such a small word, compared to the way I feel about you. I love you baby. But you're not allowed to be touched by anyone but me- I can't see that and I won't allow it." I raved.
"I just thought maybe you'd want to see me kiss a girl-" She giggled. I pulled her hair out of the knot and gave it a gentle pull.
"You're mine." I placed my lips on hers again. She moaned into my mouth and started to unbutton my pants. "What are you doing?" I looked down. "We can leave-"
"Embracing the exhibitionist within." She winked. I trailed my hands up her thighs. Jesus Christ! She is wearing garter belts and thigh highs, my hands went higher, coming into contact with her sex. Is she not wearing underwear?
"Their crotchless-" She giggled. "Surprise! And you need to stop thinking, because you're doing it all out loud."
"Dude that's so hot!" Jared shouted over to us. I looked and saw Lauren now on her knees, pleasuring him. What the fuck is this?
"It's a swingers club." Bella giggled, fumbling around in my pants. "Live a little Edward- hey" She leaned into me. "You're not like hard at all-" She whispered. Really? Everything she was doing felt incredible, heightened. How can I not be hard?
"I'm not hard either, it's the ecstasy. But everything feels too good anyway." Randall shouted over to me. But Jared is obviously hard.
"It effects people differently." Jared panted. I needed to stop speaking/thinking. We need to get the fuck out of here.
"We can leave if you want." Bella laughed, sitting beside me. "But if you could just rub my arm or my back, no we can just leave." She shook her head.
We waved to our occupied party and left, grabbing our coats and hopping in a cab. By the time we got to the hotel room, we were still high. I even stopped and bought a pack of smokes. Bella surprised me by smoking a cigarette herself, outside the hotel.
"That was weird." Bella said for like the hundredth time, her teeth chattering. "Are you cold?" I asked.
"No I feel wonderful." She twirled around, with the cigarette hanging out of her mouth. I stilled her, wrapping my arms around her.
"I'm sorry-" I admitted. "If you wanted to stay-"
"I want to be with you. I feel wonderful, look like a princess, how can I be separated from my prince? If you feel uncomfortable then we leave. Simple as that!" Her eyes were completely dilated and the mascara was now pooling under her eyes. Yet, she still looked like a princess.
"I love you turkey leg." I felt like my heart was as big as the ocean. How can you love someone so much?
"I love you too!" She shouted and hopped away from me. She was incredibly balanced for being high and in heels. I chuckled and lit another cigarette. I felt euphoric and relaxed. Bella was hyper, extremely happy, and horny as hell. Even if my dick won't respond, I can still remedy that. I was glad when Randall told me he had the same problem. Wasn't Irina trying to get pregnant? And if they're doing shit like that, which I don't hold against them, how will Jared know if the kid is his?
Why did I just think about that? Maybe my high was coming down.
"Let's go for a walk." She shouted over to me. I shook my head no.
"I don't want to walk." I shrugged, taking a drag.
It was still kind of early, but I didn't feel like walking at all. I didn't feel anything but happy really, content to stand on the sidewalk, until Bella decided it was time to go in.
A limousine pulled up and my parents came out. Fuck. Shouldn't they be asleep already? They are old. And the gallery is right across the street, which is closed. They probably went to my aunt and uncles house.
"Carlisle! Esme!" Bella shouted happily. My father chuckled.
"Are you drunk?" He asked.
"Nope- not drunk." Bella laughed. I threw my cigarette into the street, gathering Bella into my arms.
"Yeah, she is drunk." I smiled, hoping Bella would play along.
"Your nephew is a dirty, dirty boy!" She waved her finger at my father.
"What did Jared do now?" My mother asked. I wanted to say Lauren, but I kept my mouth shut. So did Bella, thank God. "Edward-" My mother cupped my cheeks. "Why are your eyes so dark?" I looked up to the awning we were under.
"It's the florescence." I shrugged.
"Flor-esc-ence. Flor-esc-ence. That's such a weird word." Bella laughed. I looked down to her. Did she take ecstasy or smoke weed?
"Come on dear-" My father opened the door for my mother. My mother shrugged and entered the hotel. My father watched as she approached the front desk and turned back to us.
"I don't know what you both took and I don't want to know. Check-out is at eleven and just-" He paused and waved a hand. "Make sure you don't get arrested and drink plenty of fluids." We both nodded. He had to get all dad like and then doctor like, but that's just him.
"You want to go in?" Bella asked. I nodded. My mother took it upon herself to get our room key as well. The elevator ride up to the tenth floor, where all our rooms were, was a weird one. It was relatively quiet, except for Bella's random giggles.
We said good night to my parents and entered the small hotel room, theirs was right next to us. So I guess Rose and Emmett are next to them. It was nothing too overtly fancy. Just a king sized bed, with a table and chairs. Our bags were already here.
I got undressed, ready to just crash in my boxers. Bella excused herself to the rest room. Me and my boring self, turned on the television. Might as well do something. Although, if Bella is still up to it, I'd love to pleasure her, like I said.
When she came out, my dick instantly hardened, yes hardened. I don't think there was anything to stop it, with what she was wearing. She wore a strapless black corset, with the crotchless panties, and the garter belts. Holy shit!
She's evil. She wore that under her dress all night? She squealed and hopped onto the bed, pulling me down to her.
We continued to make love for what felt like hours. Bella moaned and groaned loudly. I didn't care. She kept on climaxing, while I had yet to. It seemed like there was no end in sight. First I can't get hard, then I get hard, and now I can't orgasm. What the hell?
"I don't care what your problem is-" Bella moaned. "Just don't stop." I'm back to this again, thinking out loud?
So I continued to pound in and out of her roughly.
…...
Suddenly, there was pounding on the door. I opened one eye and closed it quickly, cursing myself for not closing the curtains, before passing out.
Bella groaned, nestling into my side.
The pounding continued.
I huffed and stood up. Bella stirred and sat up in bed.
"What?" I shouted, opening the door.
My sister stared at me wide eyed, Emmett started to laugh. I watched as my sister covered her eyes, but not before she looked down. Holy fuck!
I was naked and I just flashed my sister and her husband. I rapidly closed the door, slamming it on them.
"Check out is in fifteen minutes. We're waiting on you guys. The car is downstairs." Emmett shouted through the door.
"Edward-" Bella whimpered, standing up. "My – uh my crotch really hurts." She cupped it, as her lip quivered. My gorgeous princess actually looked like hell. Her hair was a mess, make-up all over, and her face was contorted in pain.
Oh my God! What did we do last night? We saw some shitty art, took ecstasy, went to a swingers club, and then I broke Bella's vagina.
"Bella, I'm so sorry." I hugged her. She shook her head.
"No, last night was great. But why do I feel so sad? Why does my hooha hurt?" I kissed her forehead.
"It's a side effect from the ecstasy." She leaned back to look at me.
"You get vagina pain from ecstasy?" She asked, I chuckled and shook my head no. "I mean what did you do to me, we had sex, like we normally do."
"I didn't do anything, besides make love to you-"
"No, we make love all the time and it doesn't hurt. What did you stick inside of me you freak!"
"Nothing!" I shouted back. "Besides me." This is coming from my wife, who was willing to make out with my ex girlfriend to get a thrill out of me. And I'm the freak?
I remembered glancing at the clock before passing out, it was a quarter to four. So technically, Bella and I made love for close to three hours. And it wasn't our sweet and normal, it was rough and primal. Is there some sort of record? I am the man! Although, I feel like shit that she's hurt and if I remember correctly, I still couldn't climax.
What happened to my plans to make love, enjoy the privacy, and have a restful nights sleep? That was my intention, knowing that it would make Bella happy, and she could catch up on some sleep. Some much needed sleep. Oh right, I had the brilliant idea of trying to show Bella what she's missing, by acting like teenagers and shit.
"We had sex for a long time, like three hours." She giggled and slapped my chest.
"That's impossible." She said walking away. I frowned watching her. She was walking funny.
We cleaned up quickly, got dressed, and ran down to the limo. Well, I ran, Bella more like limped beside me.
"What in God's name happened to you guys?" My mother asked, no doubt taking in our appearance. We both looked like shit.
"I know what happened. We heard you guys-" Emmett started, before my sister smacked him.
"Yeah- we did too." My father rolled his eyes.
"We had a lot to drink." I told them, putting on my sunglasses.
"Well, you better nap now. I bet EJ and CC will be happy to see you-" I turned my attention to Bella, who looked on the verge of tears.
"I can't Edward, not today." I nodded. "I'll call your mom once we're close. She probably won't mind holding on to them." If CC was still sick and miserable, he'll still be carrying on. I couldn't blame Bella. I feared it too. I doubt I'd be much help. I was restless and my stomach was queasy. It wasn't like an alcohol hang over, it was worse. I doubt a few advil will knock it out of us. We both looked and felt like we were hit by a train.
Bella fell asleep shortly after we took off. So did everyone else actually, I guess we all had a rough night. I was wide awake, still restless, and so was Rose, yet she wouldn't look at me.
"I'm sorry, you know about before-" I trailed off. She smiled and finally turned to look at me.
"It's okay. We used to take baths together remember." She tried to shrug it off.
"Yeah, but that was nearly thirty years ago."
"You're right." She shook her head. "I was just shocked is all." She laughed. "You guys did E last night didn't you?" I nodded. "I can't believe Randall's still doing that shit." She laughed. "-and what would possess you to do that?"
"Bella wanted to try it-"
"-and you'd do anything for her." I nodded and kissed Bella's sleeping head. "Well, by the looks of it, I doubt she'll ever want to do it again. I've never seen someone look so in pain after, but to each their own."
"That's my fault." I grumbled. She raised her eyebrows, willing me to elaborate. I looked around to all the seemingly sleeping people around us. "I had a little problem and may have broken her vagina." I whispered. Rose started to laugh.
"How is that possible? Oh wait- let me guess. You couldn't finish and Bella urged you to keep going, but of course you didn't mind?" She hit the nail on the head, all I could do was nod. "Next time, just know when to stop-"
"There's not going to be a next time." I cut her off.
Last night, it wasn't our kind of scene. At all. Our scene, is watching a movie, having a few glasses of wine, being surrounded by friends and family that we like, raising our children in quiet suburbia.
The city life was never for me and moving to Port Jervis was the best thing that ever happened to me. I turned to place another kiss on Bella's head, tightening my hold.
For the record...this is not something to be proud of, but I grew up in NYC, Brooklyn actually, and when I was 18, I did ecstasy almost every weekend with my friends, enjoying the club scene, before they turned them into 21 to enter. They used to be 18 to party, 21 to enter, us youngings didn't need the alcohol, obviously. I'm surprised I don't have brain damage or problems with my CNS, but I am anxiety ridden now. I bet that's what caused it, all the drugs. JUST SAY NO! Lmao. I'm so anxious sometimes that I bet if I did it now, I will probably die. hahaha. At least I can laugh about it and hope you guys did too.
Does this chapter suck? I kinda thought so, yet I couldn't stop. Just kept going. Let me know what you all thought of a non-pregnant Edward and Bella. FYI- I don't see anymore drug use in their future.
My friends, this is not the end. And I'm sorry for not providing you with a full lemon. ff dot net's TOS are very vague and I don't want this story to be pulled. It's a big fear of mine. Is this story getting too long? Like too much of a word count? Is there a limit? If anyone knows, please let me know.
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