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Things I don't: Twilight, Edward and Bella (Damn. It.)

Chapter Fifty-Four

BPOV

After nearly an hour and half in traffic, Edward managed to get me to Midway. With a hasty embrace, Edward kissed my forehead before I darted inside to check my luggage. After I had got my bags checked, I got through security and went to get something to eat. While I was munching on some pizza, I called my mom, letting her know that I was at the airport. Barring any unforeseen delays, I should be in Seattle by nine local time. My mom encouraged me to find a hotel and not drive up to Forks tonight.

Since last night was not spent sleeping, but fucking. I decided that I'd drive up tomorrow morning. I hung up the phone, making arrangements to stay at a local Hampton Inn in Seattle.

My flight took off a half hour late due to some weather issues, but we made up for in the air. I had the entire row to myself, thankfully and I used the three and half hour flight to snooze. Landing in Seattle, I got my bags and went to the rental car place, picking up the sedan I had ordered. Driving the short distance to the hotel, I checked in and collapsed on the bed. From my pocket, I could hear my phone beeping. Groaning lowly, I took it out and saw I had several missed calls and a litany of texts. Most of which were from Alice.

Listening to the voicemails, Alice explained that there was a huge mix up with an order that Jane fucked up. The store was in disarray and Alice completely lost track of the time. By the time she arrived at the school, I was already at the airport, thanks to Edward. I understood that Alice had an issue at her shop, but a phone call would have been appreciated.

I called my parents, telling them that I was safely ensconced in the hotel. I'd be up in Forks by one tomorrow. I also called Edward, telling him my change in plans. He sounded relieved. He knew that the roads leading up to our hometown were winding and slick. With my exhaustion, it did not bode well for me. We chatted for a few more minutes before I started yawning. Saying good night, I stripped out of my clothes and fell into the bed. Despite my exhaustion, I couldn't sleep, though. I missed Edward.

Do you miss Edward or do you miss Edward's cock?

Both?

Ugh, my brain is giving me a headache.

Finally drifting around midnight, I slept fitfully until my alarm went off around nine. Taking a quick shower, I got ready and checked out of the hotel. The three and half hour drive up to Forks was uneventful, thankfully. In the car ride, I had chatted with Alice. She apologized profusely for forgetting to pick me up. Edward went off on her when he got home from dropping me off. I listened to her describe the snafu that Jane had created. Instead of putting an order of one hundred t-shirts, it was an order of a thousand. Plus, she had picked the wrong colors and sizes, opting to get children's sizes as opposed to women's.

Suffice it to say, Alice fired Jane's ass for being an incompetent moron. Unfortunately, it left her without an assistant during the busiest time of the season. I told Alice that I'd be willing to help out after school on a part-time basis, but not permanently. Alice eagerly accepted my offer, telling me that my training would start once I got back from Forks.

Pulling into my parent's neighborhood, I parked in the driveway. I was slightly shocked to see a haphazard strand of lights tacked up around the door. Using my key, I let myself in and saw my dad sitting on his recliner with his leg up. He was sipping some coffee, watching Sports Center. There was a lopsided tree next to the television. "Hey, Dad," I said.

"Bella," he smiled, reaching next to him and grabbing a pair of crutches.

"What happened?" I squeaked, watching him hobble toward me.

"It's nothing. I slipped on a patch of ice outside of the department, spraining my ankle," he chuckled.

"Oh, thank God. I thought you got shot or something," I said, hugging him tightly. "Don't do that shit, old man!"

"Yeah, because Forks is a hotbed of illegal activity," Charlie deadpanned. "This one time, I caught someone going twenty miles over the speed limit! It was the highlight of the year."

"Smart ass," I snickered. "Where's Mom?"

"Doing some last minute shopping in Port Angeles," Charlie replied. "Do you need help?"

"Dad, I don't want you breaking your good ankle while balancing my bags. I've got it," I said, pushing him back into his recliner. "After I've gotten settled, I'll make us some lunch. Grilled cheese and tomato soup?"

"I've missed you, kid," he smiled, his mustache twitching.

"Because at least you'll have two weeks of decent meals?" I laughed.

"Yep. It was the sole reason why we had you, Bella," Charlie bellowed. "Now, I'm starving. Hurry it up!"

"I can soooooo feel the love, Charlie," I deadpanned.

A/N: Pictures of casa de Swan will be up on my tumblr and blog. Links are on my profile. Leave me some lovin!