26
BPOV
When I woke up the next morning, I felt…anxious. No, that's not the right word to describe how I felt. I was freaking out of my fucking mind. Edward assured me that his parents were cool about us and that they weren't going to drag him onto the first flight out to Italy but I wasn't as confident as he was. Not only had they caught him with his mouth on my nipple but he had been fighting because of me. I knew that there would be no way that his parents would understand that.
Not able to handle laying in my bed another minute, I crawled out of it and changed into my running clothes. I had to get this tension out before I went fucking insane…again. Grabbing my iPod, I headed out and ignored the mutters of 'good morning' that came from my brothers, Renee, and Charlie. I merely grunted as I pushed past them and went outside.
When I got home last night, they all knew something was bothering me. They pushed and pushed for me to tell them but how do you tell your older brothers that you got caught rounding second by your boyfriend's parents? Especially when said brothers were already testy about the boy they didn't deem good enough for me. Yeah, not going to happen so I told them to fuck off and leave me alone.
"I knew you would be here," snickered Edward, falling in step with me as I ran. I pulled my ear buds out of my ear.
"You did, huh?" I asked. "How?"
"Because I know you, Baby," laughed Edward, pulling me to a stop. He brought his hands up to my face. "Are you ok?"
"I'm so embarrassed, Edward," I whispered. "That is not how I envisioned meeting your parents."
"I know but that's how it happened and you have to let it go," said Edward, seriously. I rolled my eyes and looked at the ground. "Bella, come on. It's ok."
"So you keep saying," I muttered. Edward lifted my chin up and looked me into the eye.
"I promise," he murmured.
Edward leaned down and pressed his lips to mine, wrapping his arms around my body. I slipped my arms into his and grabbed onto the back of shirt. Edward swiped my bottom lip with his tongue, asking for entry into my mouth. I parted my lips and let his tongue in. Edward moaned and pulled me closer to him.
"Get a room," laughed Garrett. Edward and I pulled apart and looked behind us. He and Ben were sitting in his car, an red and black '85 Camero.
"Sweet ass car, Garrett," I gasped, pulling away from Edward and going over and eyeing it.
"Thanks," chuckled Garrett, cutting the engine off and climbing out. Ben climbed out and came around to us. "This is my baby. The only thing I love nearly as much as I love Kate."
"How's it drive?" I asked, walking around it.
"Like a dream," snorted Garrett. "Should after all the work I've done on it."
"You did the work yourself?" I asked.
"Most of it," shrugged Garrett. "Gives me something to do other than stay home and listen to my dad yell at me about what a disappointment I am."
"I guess," I muttered, uncomfortably.
"Anyway, what are you two up to today?" asked Garrett, shifting from one foot to the other.
"Oh, um, my parents are in town for a couple days," said Edward, slipping his arm around my waist. "They are insisting that they come by the gym and see where I'm training at. Since Esme's working…"
"Wow, the parents, huh?" snickered Ben. "Well, good luck with that."
"Gee, thanks, asshole," I muttered.
"Aw, Bella, don't be like that," smirked Ben. "Just don't be sucking each other's faces like that anymore."
"Fuck off, douche bag," I grumbled, pulling away from Edward and starting my run again.
Garrett and Ben both burst out laughing. I heard Edward tell them to shut the fuck up before he fell into step with me. We ran a couple miles and headed back to the gym. Edward kissed me and said he would be back in a little bit. I made my way upstairs and ate some cereal.
Once I was done with me cereal, having wasted as much time as I could, I made my way down to the gym. Emmett and Jasper were working out on the weight benches, egging each other on about who could lift more. Renee was in the office, gabbing on the phone about some auction she had coming up in Seattle next month. Charlie was sitting on the couch inside the office, going through the paper, ignoring the words coming out of his wife's mouth.
"Come on, Bell," ordered Carlisle, walking out of the dressing rooms. "I want to work on your roundhouse."
"What's wrong with it?" I asked. I stuck my hands out so he could tape them.
"Nothing, but it could be better if you pull your arms in more instead of swinging so wide," chuckled Carlisle. For a moment, he did say anything. "So you going to tell me about last night?"
"No," I muttered. Carlisle sighed. "It's really nothing, Car."
"Yeah, that's why you looked like you were fixing to rip someone's head off," snorted Carlisle, shaking his head. "Did…did Edward hurt you? Put pressure on you to do…anything?"
"NO," I yelled, pulling my hands away. He grabbed them and pulled them back.
"I had to ask," huffed Carlisle.
"Edward would never hurt me, Car, or pressure me to do anything with him," I muttered. "I wish you would trust him. He's a great guy."
"It's not like I'm not trying, Bell," mumbled Carlisle. "I just…I don't want you going through hell again."
"He didn't do anything," I whispered. "I met his parents."
"Shit, they're here already?" gasped Carlisle, snapping his head up to me.
"Esme didn't call you?" I asked, chuckling at the look of pure fear on his face.
"She called but I didn't get to the phone in time and it was late so I didn't call her back," fretted Carlisle. "Oh, crap, this….fuck, were they nice?"
"Yeah, I guess," I laughed. "I didn't exactly stay around for family bonding time. Edward told me this morning that they were coming here."
"WHAT?" bellowed Carlisle, dropping my hands. Charlie and Renee came running out of the office as Emmett and Jasper both dropped the weights they were lifting on the floor, the bang echoing around the large room. "WHY THE FUCK DIDN'T YOU TELL ME THIS SOONER, BELLA?"
"I didn't-"
"Is there a problem here?" asked Edward's father.
Carlisle gulped as we, along with everyone else turned around and saw Edward Sr. Elizabeth, and Edward standing in the door way with wide eyes. Edward was biting his lip, trying not to completely bust out laughing at the deer in the headlights look on Carlisle's face. Elizabeth was smiling as she looked around at everyone. It may have been my imagination but it seemed like her smile grew when her eyes landed on me.
"Are we interrupting something?" asked Edward Sr.
"Um, no… I mean, no, sir," stammered Carlisle, wiping his hands on his pants as he crossed the gym and held out his hand to the man. "I'm, um, Carlisle Cullen."
"Edward Masen, but for the sake of making it easier on everyone, just call me Ed," laughed Ed. He smiled and looked over at me. "Bella, it's nice to see you again."
"Yeah, you too," I muttered, blushing bright red as I looked down at the floor.
"Well, since no one is going to introduce us, I guess I will," laughed Emmett. "I'm Emmett Cullen, Bella and Carlisle's brother. This is our other brother, Jasper, our sister and her husband, Renee and Charlie Swan."
"It's nice to meet all of you," smiled Ed. "This is my wife, Elizabeth."
"We've heard so much about all of you from Esme and Edward," smiled Elizabeth. "It's nice to have faces to put with the names."
"Are we interrupting a training session?" asked Ed, looking around.
"Oh, um, I was fixing to…" trailed off Carlisle, taking a deep breath. "I just figured I would take advantage of their suspension."
"Good idea," smiled Ed. "I would love to watch."
"Watch," murmured Carlisle. "Yeah, I mean, Yes, that would be fine."
"Carlisle," said Elizabeth, smiling as she placed her hand on my brother's shoulder.
"Yes?" he asked, weakly.
"Calm down before you stroke out," she laughed. "We are not going to tar and feather you…at least not yet."
"That's good to know," laughed Carlisle, shaking his head as he relaxed.
Everyone laughed and just like that the tension was gone. Carlisle finished getting my hands wrapped and gloved while Ed did Edward's. I expected Ed to climb into the ring with us but he didn't. He settled on one of the folding chairs and watched as Carlisle worked with both me and Edward on our roundhouse. From the corner of my eye I watched Elizabeth make her rounds and talk to everyone, starting with Renee and Charlie, then moving on to Emmett, and finally Jasper. I had a nasty feeling with the way Jasper laughed that he was talking about me.
By the time Esme showed up after school was let out, I was exhausted from a long day of training. Edward and I were sitting in the back corner of the gym on a pile of mats while Emmett and Jasper went a few rounds in the ring. Edward and I were listening to my iPod, him with his arm wrapped around my waist, when his mother came over.
"Edward, leave," said Elizabeth. Her tone made it clear that she was not really asking. My mom used to use the same tone with us.
"Mom…"
"Edward," said Elizabeth, cocking her eyebrow at him.
"Fine," muttered Edward. He leaned down to my ear. "It's going to be ok. I'll just be over there with my dad, ok?"
"Ok," I whispered. Edward kissed my cheek, causing me to blush, before he left. Elizabeth took the spot he was sitting in.
"I'm not going to hurt you, Bella," said Elizabeth, pulling my hands apart. I hadn't realized I was clenching them together to tightly.
"I know," I muttered.
"No, you didn't but I want you to know that I am not going to do anything that would cause you pain," smiled Elizabeth, patting my hand affectionately. "Breathe, Bella."
"I'm trying," I muttered, shakily. "I'm sorry about yesterday. I didn't mean for that to happen. It…we just got wrapped up in the moment and before I knew it he was in my shirt…."
"What are you talking about?" asked Elizabeth. I could feel my panic attack starting to build, creeping up on me. I was trying to push it back but…
"PLEASE DON'T TAKE HIM AWAY FROM ME," I screamed, loudly. "PLEASE! I NEED HIM!"
"Bella…" trailed off Elizabeth as I started sobbing.
"Mom, what did you say to her?" asked Edward, scooping me into his arms.
"I can't lose you, too," I sobbed, wrapping my arms and legs around him. "Please not you too."
"Shh, Baby, I am not going anywhere," soothed Edward.
"Liz, what's going on here?" asked Ed.
"I don't know," said Elizabeth. "She started talking about something happening last night and then begged me not to take Edward away from her…. I don't know."
"Baby, I told you that it was ok," whispered Edward, sinking to the floor with me wrapped around his body. "I promise that I am not going anywhere."
"I'm sorry," fretted Elizabeth. "I don't know what I did."
"You didn't do anything, Mom," said Esme. "Let's give them a couple minutes. Edward will get her calmed down."
Edward was rubbing my back as I sobbed uncontrollably into his neck. I'm not even sure why I was so worked up. Edward had reassured me over and over that everything was going to be ok and I believed him but I still was just so scared. I probably ruined it all now that they've seen me freak out like this.
"They are going to think I am such a fucking nut job," I whispered, taking another shaky breath.
"No, they won't," murmured Edward, holding me tighter in his arms. "I told you that I am not leaving."
"I know you did," I muttered.
"Then why did you freak out?" asked Edward. I pulled back so that I could look into his eyes.
"I don't know," I sighed. "She was telling me that she wasn't going to hurt me and to breathe. Before I knew it I was rambling on and on about last night. I could feel the panic and I tried to push it back but it was like-"
"Ok, ok, calm down," murmured Edward. "I don't, um, think my dad told her about…"
"Seriously?" I asked. Edward nodded his head. "Well, shit. I just made a fucking fool out of myself over nothing."
"Baby, you didn't make a fool of yourself," chuckled Edward. I rolled my eyes at him. "You didn't. You were just scared. I get that."
"Is everything ok over here?" asked Elizabeth. I ducked my head into Edward's neck, embarrassed that she had seen me act like that.
"Yeah, Mom, we're fine," said Edward.
"Bella, if I said something or did something to upset you…" trailed off Elizabeth.
"You didn't," I muttered, not able to look back at her. "I just…I'm sorry."
"Don't be, Sweetheart," said Elizabeth. I felt her place her hand on my back. I turned and looked at her. She had a small smile on her face. "I promise you that we are not taking Edward back to Italy with us."
"Ok," I whispered, feeling the tears build up in my eyes. She was such a mom and the more I was around her, the more I really missed mine.
"Sweetheart, why are you crying?" asked Elizabeth, wiping the tear off my face. I shook my head and turned back into Edward.
"She's ok, Mom," murmured Edward.
"Ok, well, Dad and I are going to head back to the apartment," whispered Elizabeth, rubbing my back. "Um, don't be home too late."
"Yes, ma'am," whispered Edward.
I felt Elizabeth lean over and kiss the top of my head, which just caused my body to shake harder as I cried. I barely heard them leave, whispering to Esme that they would see her later. Edward just held me in his arms, holding me tight to his body as I cried. I hope he realized how lucky he was to have such wonderful parents.
