AN: It amazes me how some of you have turned on our boy. Oh Ye of little faith.

DreamTeam is the Bizz-Omb! Changed a few things after I got it back, so any wrongdoing is my own!

DISCLAIMER: I OWN NUTHIN!


That's What Little Girls Are Made Of…

Chapter Fifty-Three

BPOV

Dry days in Forks, Washington are very few and far between.

Today was one of those few where the sky was clear and the sun beamed down on the damp earth, making everything look beautiful, healthy, and green.

Ironically, it was a complete contrast to my somber mood.

Edward was putting the last of his things in the rental car, and would be leaving shortly.

I was gonna miss that sexy motherfucker!

Despite the fact that these last few days have been strained, we still made the best of it.

I would never admit it, but Edward did me a favor by locking his bedroom door that first night.

Somewhere, I got it in my head that I could seduce my very older best friend.

Somehow, I got in my thick head that I was going to make the first move, and show Edward just how much I´d grown up and just how badly I wanted him.

With my newly developed ass-sets hanging out of the tiny sleep shorts and tiny as fuck tank, I slinked my way down the dark hallway.

Esme and Carlisle´s room was in the back of the house on the first floor, so I knew that I could make it down the short hallway undetected.

Imagine my surprise as I turned the knob, only to find that my access was being denied.

Fuck!

Why the hell did he lock the door?

Undoubtedly in an attempt to keep your crazy, stalkerish ass out! My more logical self reasoned.

Just then the repercussions of what I was about to do hit me, causing me to tuck tail and run back to my room.

Shutting and locking the door, I leaned back and willed my racing heart to slow down.

Oh my God!

I can´t believe that I was on the verge of making a complete fool of myself, or worse...I could have ruined my friendship with Edward!

What the fuck was I thinking?

Forcing my feet to move, I crawled into bed, burying my head under the comforter.

That night, I tossed and turned, my mind riddled with torturous nightmares of Edward taunting me with other women.

I startled awake in a cold sweat when my unconscious mind could take more, I sobbed quietly in the darkness.

Needing to feel close to Edward, I grabbed my blanket, and curled up on the floor with Mr. Panda. He was still my go to guy when Edward was unavailable.

The next, neither one of us mention the locked door.

Thinking that maybe, it was just a simple mistake, and he´d forgotten to unlock his door after he showered; the next night, I tried again.

Humph...locked!

Guess it wasn´t a mistake.

Hurt, I crawled into bed, and for the second night in a row, I cried myself to sleep over a broken heart and unrequited love.


Well... I know you´ve got something to say, so let me have it! Maybe if you ream me enough, then I may give you another one. I know...I´m such a tease!

Laterzzz...

Krazi

xoxo