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It was a bright free morning when the first similarity to the books occurred.
Walking hand in hand with Edward as he perused his orders for our graduation gowns and caps, the crowds brimming with excitement led us to the cafeteria to our table where Angela Weber, Ben and Stephen, Bella and Alice sat, discussing the after party. I, for once was not going, it had taken a while but I planned to keep my after graduation celebrations to myself.
I watched as Bella and Angela talked about handing out graduation announcements when I felt the tell tale signs of gloom spread over me.
I was graduating.
I was graduating and my own family wasn't here to celebrate it with me. I slumped back into my seat, glancing across to Stephen. He was watching Bella and Angela and Alice chatter. Could I detect a hint of sadness in his eyes too? I wasn't the only in this after all.
There was a slight movement next to me and I glanced over to see Edward looking at me, unease clear on his face.
I winced to myself, forgetting that he could hear my thoughts.
I directed my thoughts clear this time, trying to be joyful that my gown was going to be pure silk, thanks to Alice and Rosalie's master designs. According to them, nothing but the best touched the Cullen girls. I didn't know how to say I wasn't a Cullen without hurting then so I agreed.
In an effort to seem happy, I straightened, smiling brightly as Lauren passed by, shooting me a smile. Lauren had stopped sitting at our table soon after a date with Mike Newton went well. It had been a surprise, coming to school to see Mike and Lauren sitting on a bench, cuddled up.
The craziest thing…? Jessica didn't mind.
Nope, the book Jessica, who had been crazy for Mike and was on the point of gouging out eyeballs if another girl so much as looked as him, had been remarkably kind about the whole thing.
I had been so lost the first day at school with all these changes. It had never struck me that spending all my time cooped up with or without Stephen trying to solve all these cases was taking a toll.
I had to sink as low as to ask Edward to tell me what others around me were thinking.
It had been embarrassing and Edward had been more than amused by my desperation to not seem cut off but he'd digressed after a while and had shadowed me, murmuring any information he could swipe from people's minds into my ear.
The end result had been that I knew almost all the details of my normal, average and in no way exciting peers' lives.
It seemed harsh, but it was true.
I knew that Lauren and Mike had met up for drinks in a café to discuss a project which turned into more of a date and Mike had kissed Lauren. Jessica had met some guy during her holidays and was amiable to letting Mike go and latching onto the other guy.
I got up from my seat and hurried after Lauren who paused and turned to me curiously.
"Did you send all your announcements?" I asked, hurriedly.
"Yeah, I only have an aunt and uncle coming in. what about you?" she asked.
I waved a hand to deflect the question then pointed out Angela and Bella. "Would you like to join me and Bella to help Angel out?" I asked.
She looked towards the pair then back at me. She still confused but then nodded. "Great, I'll get Angel to text you." I said, watching her slowly walk back.
I felt a little bad about that. Even though Lauren and I were still friends; I couldn't help but feel I'd drifted off a bit.
I walked back to my table and patted Bella and Angela's shoulders.
"There, now you have your work cut out for you."
Bella stared at me for a bit, her brows furrowed a little as she exchanged a heavy look with Stephen before looking at me again just as Angela grinned at me. "You're a lifesaver, T!" she said.
I tried to avoid Bella's eyes but it proved to be difficult when both your best friends were giving you the 'I'm concerned about you' look.
That was until of course, I was saved by my other best friend; my best friend who happened to be able to see the future.
I felt her stiffen next to me first, followed by a long silence in which something must've passed her face because Stephen's eyes immediately narrowed on her.
I felt Edward tense up next to me, having heard both Stephen and Alice's thoughts.
I waited patiently, looking up and smiling at Angela in the most natural way possible so that Bella, Ben and Angela wouldn't catch the people who were aware of supernatural at that table.
I prodded Alice gently with my knee to not disturb her vision and she jumped, looking at me with wide eyes before looking over my head at her brother.
A conversation passed over me as Angela, Bella and I finalized our plans to help her out.
Soon Alice had struck a chat with a stunned Stephen and I glanced at Edward who just absent mindedly smiled slightly to himself, before picking up the leaflets again, perusing them.
He didn't even look at me. He knew I knew what was going to happen.
Ok, now I was intrigued even though I had an idea what the vision was about.
Back home, Stephen and Bella went into the kitchen to do their homework and Edward followed me up to my room. I tossed my backpack on the floor near the desk, swiping the room once with my eyes to make sure nothing embarrassing or suspicious was lurking outside before letting him in.
Edward lounged on the bed, writing his own homework as I completed mine at my desk. He was probably already done, as his eyes drifted over to me often.
"I know what you're doing." I said finally, catching him looking at me for the twelfth time.
"What is it that I'm doing?" he asked mildly.
"You're waiting for me to ask. I'm not going to." I said.
"What am I waiting for you ask about?" he asked. I didn't have to turn around to know he had a smirk on his face. God, he could be so infuriating at times.
"I'm not asking if you're not telling. I'm pretty sure I know what it is about anyways." I said lightly.
"I doubt that." He said.
This made me swivel in my chair to gape at him.
"What do you mean by that?" I asked watching him stand up and walk up to me. "You haven't told me what you want as a graduation present." He said.
"You're right. I want to know what Alice's vision was." I said immediately. He grinned. "I thought you said you already knew what it was about." He said.
I glared at him.
"Fine, if it's Victoria you're concerned about, rest assured, it wasn't about her." He said.
I leant back in my chair, crossing my arms and legs. "Is that so?" I asked, "Are you going to tell me she is having visions about Jasper?" I asked.
"No."
I sighed, nodding as he leaned forward, putting his hands on the armrests of my chair. "Are we a little jumpy today?" he murmured.
"No we're not," I said, placing my hands on his chest to push him away so I could stand.
He didn't budge though, instead clamping his hands down on my thighs, eyeing my intensely.
I paused, watching him lean in before brushing his lips lightly against mine. "Tell me what's bothering you." He whispered. I immediately knew what he was doing. With all his show of power, there was one thing that he and I had an unspoken rule about. No persuasion, that was a big no – no and for him to try it, no matter how slight was unacceptable. It was a good thing; I was more than capable of holding up against it on my own.
"Edward," I warned sternly and he got the hint, choosing to press his lips to mine firmly, cutting off any complaints I might've made.
I leaned in eagerly, feeling his tongue trace my upper lip almost immediately, demanding entry.
I knew this was wrong.
He was trying to distract me from Alice's vision but then I was no better. I was going along with it because I wanted something in return. It had been a while I'd visited the reservation. Edward had been keeping such a close eye on me during the time we spent together that I had no window to sneak away. Even when I was alone at night, except the times when he would come over, I could always feel Alice's presence on the fringe of my conscious.
It was fine that he was being protective over me because he felt guilty for leaving me all alone for the past couple months but I missed Jacob.
Hey, I was a girl. If I didn't use my feminine charms over my boyfriend when I wanted something, when was I supposed to use them?
If Edward heard anything from my over active mind he didn't let it on, picking me up easily and carrying me over to the bed, putting me down on the mattress carefully before climbing on top of me, cautious to keep his full weight off me.
My arms wrapped around his neck of their own accord. Just because I was trying to placate him didn't mean I couldn't enjoy the feeling of having my godlike boyfriend pressed up against me, his hands already digging into my waist, a sure sign of control over what he really wanted. He was, after all, a man.
He pulled back to allow me air, his mouth leaving wet trails over my jaw and the expanse of my neck, his fingers moving up to fidget up with my shirt button, slowly unbuttoning the top as his lips continued their journey downwards. His lips dipped into the valley between my collarbones and he let out a guttural groan when I tugged lightly on his hair, bringing his lips back to mine.
His weight was slowly coming down on me, his torso flush against me as he breathed deeply in my air and his hands disappeared into my hair, angling my head to deepen the kiss.
I could tell he was losing himself. He would try to get back control in a few seconds; he would pull away, give me the most intense look possible and compose himself in a matter of minutes.
I grabbed the last few seconds I had, wrapping my legs around his waist, leaning up to press myself harder against him.
He let out a heavy, breathy chuckle, disengaging himself from me, looking at me with his deep eyes. I could still see the tell tale signs of desire in his green gold eyes, signs that hadn't been there for the first months of our relationship but hey, how long was he going to go without wanting more? I knew I did, even if only meant him to kiss me for a bit longer.
So, while he was still looking at me like he would like to build me a temple, I brought out my request.
"Can I go see Jacob later?"
As I had hoped, his face faltered a little, but didn't fall. His eyes still held the bright passion from a few moments ago and I could see he was fighting his natural instinct to protect me. It was conflicting with his inability to say no to me. I was sure he would say yes when his eyes dropped down and he straightened up, sitting back on his knees. His hands reached back to rub my legs before unwrapping them from his body as he climbed off the bed.
I leaned up on my elbows, looking at him in confusion as he pulled his clothes straight.
He paused, his hands raking in his hair and he looked at me.
"No," he said.
I gasped. "What?"
"I said, no; as much as I enjoy your attempts to tempt me and make me agree to your wishes and believe me, they are very hard to resist, I would never forgive myself if something happened to you."
"Jacob would never hurt me and he wouldn't let anything happen to me," I said, my temper beginning to flare.
"Regardless," he said indifferently, avoiding looking at me.
"Why are you being like this?" I whispered.
He froze, looking out the window at my tone before jerking himself to reality. He walked towards the door and opened it before pausing again.
"I was going to visit you at night today. I think it would be prudent if I just see you later."
With that, my over protective, possessive boyfriend walked out.
Edward can be such a jerk sometimes.
So, that was that.
How did you like the make out scene? I'm trying to show how their relationship has progressed physically and well, Edward is a guy and the human body has needs too.
Also, why do you think Edward is being so mean? Any guesses?
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