so close to the end now... It's pretty sad actually. I'm going to miss this story.
I'm just going to outline something really quickly to you guys, so you understand why I might not update as quickly with the next story.
Here is my list of priorities.
1. Reading/Finishing Inheritance before my friend
2. Writing/Finishing my book
3. Looking through her eyes (I decided on the title)
4. School work
So yes, it does seem a little messed up, and it might change so that 4 becomes 1, and 1 will go away very soon after the 8th of November. I do promise to write more on eclipse though, it just is going to take a little- lot - more effort than before, especially if I get a job soon.
So, if you read all that, thankyou, and put a 'fish' in your review so I know you read it ;)
Okay, without further a dew, here is the next chapter
53. Happy
Charlie left, Edward came back, but the happy mood we'd had before had left. "I heard what Charlie said," Edward rubbed my knee comfortingly. I sighed, grabbing my muesli, and munching on a large spoonful, not knowing what to say.
Edward respected that, staying silent, his hands on my knee, my arms, tracing small circles on my collarbone, my neck. He was making it hard for me to concentrate on my muesli. I ended up not tasting the bowl, which was odd, I loved my muesli!
So, of course, when all the milk and cereal had been eaten out of the bowl, I couldn't keep my hands off him, swinging my leg over his lap, straddling him. I proceeded to kiss him deeply.
I was annoyed to find him cringing when I pulled away. "You taste like human food," he explained, nose scrunched up.
I giggled slightly, hiding my relief. I jumped off him, ran up the stairs, and brushed my teeth. As I spat out the toothpaste-foam from my mouth, I looked back up, seeing Edward watching me in the mirror. I gasped, spinning around, and then glared. "Um, personal space," I said.
He laughed, taking a step towards me, pushing my back against the basin. His legs were pressed against mine, his face smirking higher above me than usual because of my bent backwards position. A hand blurred to my face, cupping my cheek. His thumb grazed to edge of my lip, and when he pulled back I saw white on his finger, and quickly wiped my mouth, turning awkwardly against him to wash my hands.
"Oh Bella, don't you know you shouldn't turn your back to a vampire," Edward said, and suddenly I was seized, my body being lifted effortlessly. He swung me over his shoulder, carrying me from the bathroom outside, into the backyard. He dumped me, but softly, onto the wet grass. I stared up at him, glaring, my bottom thoroughly wet. I was still in my old sweatpants and tank top that I wore to bed, I hoped no neighbours could peek into our backyard and see me.
So, I was embarrassed, and annoyed, the latter fuelling the former. Edward laughed at me, and I growled lightly, his laughter heightened. Then I jumped up, running at him. He laughed, and was suddenly behind me, his arms locking my in place, my hands restricted. "Oh Bella, you can't fight me."
"I can try," I objected, using my gift to loosen his hold just enough to be able to spin in his arms. Then I laced my arms around his neck, grinning wickedly, bringing my nose to graze against his. "But I might cheat," I warned.
"I mightn't object to that," Edward grinned back, eyes darkening with lust. He's eyes were still coal black, when I'd asked him about it he simply stated he wasn't thirsty, that it was only like I bruise now, it only hurt a little when you pressed, or in his case thought, about it.
I was glad, because then I didn't have to feel guilty about kissing him, and I mean full out kissing him. If he were a human he'd probably be in pain from it. I myself received a few bruises from Edward nowadays. I didn't mind, I was happy he wasn't being as careful with me as he had before.
Eventually we had to stop; maybe it was because my heart was beating erratically from my lack of breath. Edward continued to kiss me though, my jaw, my cheeks, my eyebrows, behind my ears, under my chin. He slowly lowered me to the ground and we sat side by side, both ignoring the water droplets from the grass, dampening our clothes.
Edward stared into my eyes, and I stared into his. I was completely happy in this moment, content, but it had to end, and since Edward was making no move to, I was the one who had to do it. The quickest way to break the moment was to break eye contact, and that's what I did, closing my eyes, sighing.
"Edward, I need to see Jacob," I whispered.
Edward released a gust of air, the sound between a sigh and a huff. I opened my eyes, needing to see his reaction, but his face was straight, expressionless - almost cold. His eyes sparked with a touch of jealousy and unwillingness. That last emotion sounded slightly in his voice, making me feel a little guilty. "Okay," he whispers. His voice turned a little harder, sarcastic, "I did agree to it, didn't I?"
I nodded, putting my hands to my thighs and pushing myself up, exhaling in a soft grunt as I did. I stood there still for a moment, simply watching Edward, reluctant to go, to move, to do anything but stay by his side forever. But my rational mind was stronger than this need, or could convince this need that it would be satisfied in a little while, that leaving wasn't permanent.
"I'll take you to the border," Edward announced, suddenly beside me, arm around my waist, grinning. The grin didn't reach his eyes; they were still showing jealousy behind the fake happiness.
I smiled, turning to kiss him on the cheek. "It will only be a few hours," I pointed out.
"But what if something happens? What if one of them loses their temper? What if Victoria slips past them? I can't protect you there, Bella."
I hated to use this excuse... okay, maybe I didn't - the bitch in me still lived. Right now, it was the only thing that would make him see reason, his prejudices were strong, hopefully not too strong, and I would scrub away those notions. "Edward, when you were gone they protected me. Don't worry, I'll be fine!"
"I guess," Edward said, voice annoyed but submitting.
"I will be," I said firmly, "and I'm going to call Jake, I don't want to have to walk from the treaty line."
Edward didn't say anything, so I walked into the kitchen, dialling Jacob's number, his the symbols ingrained in my memory better than my own, and surprisingly Edward's, then again, if I wanted Edward to know something, I only thought really hard about it and Alice would tell him.
There was no one to tell Jake though, so I started to get really pissed off when he didn't answer. I let it ring, in then hung up, redialled, and repeated the process. I swore when I got the same result, slammed the phone into its case, and then cringing. It had been harder than I thought, and the sound was so loud that I picked up the phone and checked it for any cracks.
Edward found me like that; bent down, phone above my head, inspecting the plastic for breakages. He laughed lightly, and I quickly put the phone down, and away.
"I'm guessing the d- Jacob - isn't answering?" Edward guessed, smirking.
"I'm going anyway, I'll drive," I stalked off, pushing past him. His chuckles followed me before he was at my side. He walked me to my truck, and opened the passenger's seat. I raised an eyebrow, putting my hands on my hips. "I'm driving," I said again.
He sighed and jumped through the door he'd been holding open. As I walked around the front Edward leaned over the driver's seat, opening the door for me. I smiled at the awkward gentlemanly gesture, hopping into my seat.
Edward turned the radio on, turning the volume to high, restricting conversation. I stayed silent, driving towards La Push, to my wolf.
So, what's going to happen with Jacob?
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