Chapter 7: Out Of The Ordinary
'This is insane.' I thought as I drove Emmett's Jeep that was full of groceries home. I was following both of my brothers that were in the U-Hauls. Jasper and Alice were in the first U-Haul and Emmett, who was having the time of his existence, was driving the one that was in front of me.
This is definitely one of the oddest things Alcie has ever down. My sister is really unpredictable when she shops. She has bought some odd items over the years, we once had a giant yellow ceramic cowboy boot in our front yard when we lived in Bridgetown that she purchased when she discovered Ebay. Though this grocery shopping trip really does take the cake. Never again will I go grocery shopping with her. She gets too crazy.
When we pulled up to our house a confused Esme stood before us in the driveway holding hedge clippers. Apparently she had been doing yard work. Immediately our mother came over to us as we all hopped out of the vehicles and at once she asked Alice what she bought. In no time at all Carlisle walked out of the house and was standing with us too. He was also curious about what Alice bought, it's no surprise to my parents when Alice shows up with U-Hauls, though they alway want to know what she buys. This sort of thing is expected with Alice. Though usually, when Alice goes overboard it's more with clothes and accessories. Never food. I guess there is a first for everything.
"We did a little grocery shopping. Now we'll have food for when Bella visits!" Alice excitedly explained, bouncing up and down like a kangaroo. Jasper, who stood next to her, holding her hand was doing his best to calm her down before he too could start bouncing off the walls.
I raised one of my eyebrows at Alice with her choice of the word "little." This was a HUGE grocery shopping trip. Why was she trying to downplay it?
"Grocery shopping?" Our parents question in unison.
Emmett laughed at the whole situation as our parents looked questionably at each other.
Before anyone could utter a word Emmett casually strolled over to the back of the nearest U-Haul. "Tda!" Emmett excitedly shouted, as he opened it up. "Alice sure had fun at the grocery store."
My mother gasped, putting her right hand over her unbeating heart at the site of all the groceries. There's no word to describe the look of shock on my father's face.
Alice smiled from ear-to-ear. "Now we won't have to order takeout when Bella and I have sleepovers."
My parents stood there speechless while Emmett continued to laugh and Jasper was rocking back and forth on the heels of his feet. Alcie's over excited emotions were over overtaking him, he could no longer stay still.
"Wait! There's more!" Emmett sounded like an overly enthusiastic game show host, as he ran to the back of the other U-Haul truck, opened it up and then ran over to his Jeep and did the same. He stood there laughing as he revealed the total of the insane amount of groceries that our small sister had brought.
I stood there pinching the bridge of my nose as my parents' thoughts became unreadable. There were no words that could describe how stunned my parents were with Alice's unique shopping trip. The look on their faces made Emmitt only laugh more. He was now doubled over laughing his head off. Between Alice's excited mood and Emmett easily being entertained, Jasper couldn't help but become wrapped up with their good vibes. He began laughing along with our jovial older brother.
"Come on guys!" Alcie spoke in a sing-song voice, speaking to my brother's and I. "Let's start carrying in the groceries."
By 'us' she clearly meant my brother's and I, not herself. We all knew that. Not really feeling like I had much of a choice I moved over to Emmett's Jeep. Ready to grab as many bags as I could hold. Emmett got up off the ground and jumped in the back of the closest U-Haul, Jasper did the same.
"Wait a minute, boys." Esme spoke in her firm motherly voice, making my brother's and I stop in our tracks. "Exactly how much food do you think Bella can eat?" She looked directly at Alice.
Alice looked puzzled. "All of it." She answered. Not really understanding the question.
I watched as my parents quickly closed the difference between themselves and Alice.
"No, sweety. Now, I know your heart was in the right place." Esme spoke gently with a hand on my sister's shoulder. "But Bella doesn't eat much. This is too much food for one person." She began to think of the times that she has ordered takeout for Bella and how Bella can't even finish a carton of Chinese food, there's always leftovers.
"Sure she will." Alcie protested.
Carlisle took a deep breathing, shaking his head. "No one person should be able to consume this much food." He spoke softly, not wanting to hurt Alcie's feelings while Jasper never took his eyes off of Alice. 'This is too much food. Where did she assume we are going to store it?'
"We'll have plenty of food for a long time. Bella will never go hungry when she visits." Alcie cheerfully announced, clapping her hands in excitement. She wasn't fully comprehending what our parents were saying.
My parents' thoughts were on the same page as they exchanged looks.
"Alice," I said, walking over to her. "Bella doesn't have a big appetite. You've seen her eat before. This is way too much food for her."
Emmett snorted. "We'll have food for years to come!"
I shot my brother an annoyed look as I heard Rosalie's M3 in the distance heading home. I guess she got over her shock of walking in on my private moment this morning. That was very embarrassing.
"No. It doesn't work that way." Carlisle said to Emmett then turned to Alcie. "This is all very nice that you were thinking of Bella. However, food has an expiration date; we will only be able to keep it for so long. We'll have to give most of it away."
Alcie began to pout as Rosalie parked her car in the garage and walked on over to us. Carlisle was in full doctor mode as he began explaining to Alice how much a human teenager should eat in one setting.
There was awkwardness between Rosalie and I as she walked past me. Both of us did not make eye contact.
Rosalie went and stood next to Emmett. "What's all this for?" She asked him, eyeing all the countless bags that were in the vehicles that were parked outside our house.
"Oh, you know, Babe. Alcie went to the grocery store. She did some shopping, went a little crazy. The usual." Emmett shrugged his shoulders. He spoke like Alice buying the whole grocery store was a normal occurrence.
My parents continued talking to Alcie about her extreme grocery shopping. They were doing their best to have her see that it would only be sensible to keep a suitable amount of groceries that Bella would actually enjoy eating and donate the rest. Though Alice was reluctant, from her thoughts I could tell she would give in.
"Why did she go grocery shopping?" Rosalie had missed so much while she was out. She looked puzzled at the two full U-Haul trucks and Emmett's Jeep which was at full capacity with grocery bags. 'Who on earth buys this much food when we can't even eat? Why couldn't she have gone shopping for nail polish? At least we could use that.'
I rolled my eyes and began blocking out Rosalie's superficial thoughts.
"Alright, here's the plan, children." Carlisle looked at my siblings and I. "We are all going to decide what food to keep. Now everyone, keep in mind that we are only going to keep what fits in our pantry. The rest we will give to the homeless shelter where Alice generously donates our used clothes."
That sounded good to everyone but Rosalie, who refused to participate. Claiming that it would chip her nail polish. My father quickly reprimanded her. While my mother informed her that this was now an activity for the whole family. That we would all be working together to go through the food and take it inside our house. As well as every family member would also be assisting to take the extra food to the homeless shelter.
My siblings and I all did as our parents asked. Everyone, even my parents did their part. The only one that was silently complaining was Rosalie. Emmett and Alcie were having a grand old time, Jasper was enjoying this too, I guess I kinda was as well.
Once the pantry and freezer was stocked with food. It was time to complete our mission to drive the rest of it to the homeless shelter in Walla Walla. My parents and I got in my father's Mercedes while Jasper and Alice drove in one U-Haul and Emmett and Rosalie drove in the other.
There was light traffic as we drove from Forks to Walla Walla. Since none of my family obeys the speed limits, we made good timing. It was dusk when we parked outside of the red brick building, the homeless shelter where Alcie likes to donate our old belongings to. My parents walked up to the front door and knocked. It didn't take long for a staff member to answer, my father informed the women who stood before him that the past several months my siblings and I had been collecting food for people less fortunate than we are by using our allowance and wanted to donate the food we had collected here. It was a fib, but it's not like he could honestly say how we ended up with an overabundance of food. That would have been ridiculous not to mention unbelievable.
The staff member at the homeless shelter was more than grateful to us. Once she saw exactly how much food we had she repeatedly thanked my siblings and I, saying that we were wonderful young people. Her thoughts were that Christmas had come early this year. She gathered a bunch of staff members as well as people that lived there, none of the residents were much older than my siblings and myself. The homeless people that Alice donates our old clothes to are teenagers. Which was surprising. I had never realized that from her visions or from hers and Emmett's secondhand memories.
I looked at the wooden sign above the door. It read "Homeless Shelter for Runaways and Homeless Youth."
While the staff, all the children, along with my family and I, began carrying the bags of food from the U-Hauls to inside the shelter. I wondered to myself why Alice chose this particular shelter. Having already seen what I was planning to ask her later, Alice silently thought her answer to me. Apparently when we first moved to Forks she had a vision of where our old clothes would be needed most. Since she and Jasper were once homeless and at one point in time I was a teenage runaway, not to mention if it weren't for our kind and caring parents that aren't even related to any of us, though treat each of us like we are their own children and put up with all of our nonsense. All five of us would be homeless. My sister realized that not everyone is as fortunate as us in that way. So with the help of her vision she thought this was the most fitting place to donate to. I smiled at Alice. She made an excellent choice.
Once all of the groceries were unloaded my family and I got back in the vehicles and began our journey home. This was really an unusual weekend.
In the back seat of my father's car I was quiet as my phone made a small noise and Bell began texting me while my parents conversated in the front seat. My parents tried to include me in the conversation though I was barely paying attention to what was being said. I had other things on my mind. For instance, trying to keep my mind in control of my body and not get hard while I read and respond to Bella's text that I knew the double meaning for each one.
While replying to one particular text I began to carefully plan my events for the evening since Bella was still away and I couldn't join her inside her room. This was torture. This was really an unusual weekend.
Thankfully the night passed quickly and so did the following day. Most of it was uneventful except when Rosalie yelled at me in the very early hours of the morning for taking too long in the shower and draining all the hot water from the hot water tank, again. She was so mad because she had to wait an hour for it to fill back up. Oh yeah, and there was a strang argument about pants between Rosalie and Alcie that happened Monday afternoon while my brothers and I were occupying ourselves outside by having a wrestling match with one another. Esme and Carlisle, along with Jasper's help, quikly defuse their argument. Apparently Rosalie was wearing the wrong kind of pants with the blouse she had on and Alcie couldn't stand it and had to correct our stubborn sister's mistake. Girl's are strange sometimes.
Monday night could not come soon enough. It was a very long weekend. Like a little lost puppy I didn't know what to do with myself without Bella. Somehow though, I managed to survive the weekend.
My thoughts were solely on Bella and I could not control my excitement as I ran out the front door into the dark night with the moon shining bright and the rain lightly drizzling. I cleared our front lawn in seconds. The trees were whirling past me, the cold rain and wind were whipping at my face and through my hair as I made my way to Forks.
A jittery high swept through me as I neared Bella's street. It was after 10 p.m., there were few conscious thoughts in the neighborhood. Bella's truck was parked against the curb and Charlie's cruiser was parked in it's normal spot in the driveway. Aside from the dim light on in her room, the rest of the house was dark. From the blackness of the forest, the closer I got to her house the louder Bella's heartbeat, pages flipping in a book and Charlie's snoring became.
At inuman speed I crossed the yard, jumped up the tree and quietly leaped through the window that she conveniently left open for me. My feet made no sound as they came in contact with the wooden floor. Standing up I took quick notice that Bella was lying down on her bed reading a book she borrowed from me "The Golem's eye." Her soft ruby red lips were no longer swollen, that was good. I saw her shiver as I turned around and closed the window without a sound. I then shrugged out of my damp jacket and placed it on the floor by the side of her bed.
I heard her slide out of bed and half of a second later her small warm, delicate arms incircle my waist. Carefully I turned around and took her in my arms, her warth enveloped me. It felt so good to finally be able to hug her. I took a deep breath, breathing in her delicious scent. My throat slightly burned since I've been away from her for a little while, but I managed. I was not thirsty since Jasper, Alice and I went hunting last night in preparation for Bella's return.
"I missed you." We whispered at the same time, and giggled. Our thoughts were insync.
Bella hugged me tighter as I kissed the top of her head.
"How was your weekend?" She questioned, keeping her voice no higher than a whisper as neither one of us let go of the other.
It's our habit to whisper at night so her father doesn't know I'm here, though he's a very sound sleeper. I really doubt a freight train crashing through the front door would wake Charlie up. Late one summer night when Bella and I first began our practicing, we had gotten a little carried away. We were trying to take things slow at the time so I wouldn't get overwhelmed and lose control. I ended up making a small mistake. I became frightened and aware of the deadly error I could easily make. Instead of giving into the monster within me I moved back, away from Bella, freezing up and somehow falling off of her small bed. I crash-landed to the floor on my back, permanently damaging the floorboards. I had to move her bed closer to the window so the ruined floorboards were not visible. None of that woke Charlie up. I doubt anything will but still we whisper just in case.
"Quite unusual. How was your fishing trip?" I asked softly.
Technically "usual" didn't even cover it. Besides getting caught by Rose on Sunday morning, and the unusual grocery shopping trip with Emmett and Alice later in the day, everything seemed strange. Everything seemed even more peculiar when I finally caved late in the evening and took Emmett's advice about "fun" showers. Between Sunday night and Monday evening I lost count of how many showers I took. But it was enough to make my father suspicious, and for my siblings to complain that there was no hot water when any of them wanted to take a shower. I really pissed Rosalie off with the lack of the hot water situation. She didn't try to hide how angry she was with having to wait a while before she could wash her hair after working on Emmett's Jeep and getting greasy.
Esme, the poor sweet woman, thought I was really trying to get clean. Really scrubbing up the soap, as she put it when it was brought to her attention that I was in the shower for 45 minutes for the upteenth time last night. Carlisle, who was less oblivious, had a little silent talk with me when I exited the bathroom in the very early hours of the morning about keeping my showers to a minimum. That I was really going above and beyond with my new pastime. Emmett did not hide his amusement, though I didn't think it was possible every time I extended the bathroom he unleashed a whole new set of masturbation phrases.
I definitely was not going to elaborate on my weekend even if Bella wanted me to. There's just some things that are better kept unsaid.
Bella let out a content sigh as she put her head on my shoulder. "It was something." She said and I felt heat from her blush on my neck.
Waiting for her to elaborate on what she meant I lifted her in my arms. But she did not say another word, she was momentarily distracted. Her legs wrapped around my waist, with her being that close to me I began to quickly get hard. Her hands pulled my hair while my lips delicately played with her earlobe. The sweet sound of her brisk heartbeat and her blood pumping rapidly through her veins had the fires of passion running through my body. I wasted no time in kicking off my shoes and swiftly going over to her bed, laying her down and turning off the small lamp. My lips left a trail of kisses from her earlobe to her jawline all the way to her mouth as I carefully hovered over her, pressing my hardness to her warm center so she could feel my need for her. She began to move her hips, her center caressing my erection. With each movement she made I heard the sweet sound of her wetness. A low moan escaped from my throat as I began to move with her. It felt so good.
We passionately kissed each other as her fingers tugged at my hair. I suppose if I were human it would have hurt with how roughly her fragile hands were able to pull my hair, but it felt good to me. She eagerly parted her mouth for me to slip my tongue in and I did just that. While our tongues passionately wrestled I held myself up with my left hand while my right hand slid its way under her t-shirt and ever so gently began playing with her breasts as she moaned in pleasure. Her moan was caught in my mouth as we continued to kiss. The more our passion continued the heavier our breathing became and I began to smell that sweet scent of her arousal becoming stronger, it made me hungry for her beautiful body. I slipped my tongue further into her mouth and she shivered.
Bella's chest heaved rapidly and I knew she needed a breath of air. I painfully parted my mouth from hers, my tongue traced her delicate lips, back up to her jawline and down to her neck. I clearly have an obsession with her neck but it's not for the same reason as it was when I first met her. The skin on her neck it's so soft, delicate and sweet. Swiping my tongue across her flush I tasted her delicious flavor. On their own accord my lips begin to kiss and suck her neck, carefully so I wouldn't leave another hickey on this side of her neck too.
With each small movement my lips made on her neck her breathing become more erratic and so did mine. Her warm hands slid up my shirt and traced every inch of my chest as I played with her small nipple that felt like a pebble between my index finger and thumb. I pressed my throbbing erection a little harder against her warm vagina that I wanted to be inside of. I badly wanted her and from her scent that grew more powerful each second, calling out to me and making my need unbearable. I knew she wanted me just as much too. I moved my left hand from her breast on a hot path down to her stomach slowly going lower. I was startled when her warm delicate hand grabbed mine, attempting to stop my hand from going down into her sweatpants.
I pulled back, moving my face from her neck, and looked into her deep chocolate eyes. "Is something wrong, love?" I wondered with concern.
"I don't think this is a good idea." She said in a small voice.
"Is it not?" I questioned with a smile.
I thought this was a great idea. If only she knew how bad I wanted her and how hard my weekend was in the literal sense.
She shook her head and her face flushed red.
Something was wrong but what? We were enjoying each other and all of a sudden she wanted to stop. Why?
I layed down beside her and ran my fingers in her hair. "What's the matter?"
Her face blanched and I began to get worried.
"Bella." My tone was worried and slightly louder. "You know I can't read your mind, please tell me what's the matter. Did I do something wrong? I'm sorry if I did."
"No Edward, you didn't." She placed a small kiss on my lips but quickly pulled back. "You're driving me crazy. I love it and I love you."
I raised one eyebrow. I was not understanding her. Bella was enjoying herself yet she wanted to stop, this made no sense.
"As I love you, but I'm failing to see a problem here." I admitted. "Please explain before I lose my mind."
She gave me an apologetic look. "I'm on my period. I started yesterday."
"Oh." Was the only thing that I could think to say. How could I forget that small detail that happens every month at this time? I did catch the dim scent of the unpleasant discarded blood but it did not register in my brain. I guess my desires for her body were outweighing my scents.
With her words my hard-on slowly diminished just like my expectations of entering her soft, warm, juicy interior. She climbed under the blanket, I settled next to her removing and placing the gray knitted blanket she keeps under her pillow. I unfold the blanket and place it across my chest to keep her warm before I pull her closer to me, leaving no space between us.
"I'm so sorry, Edward. I should have said something sooner."
"Never apologize for that, love. It's a normal part of being a young woman." I brushed my fingers across her cheekbone, leaned over and placed a small kiss on her nose.
The first time she told me that she was on her period was in the beginning of our practicing. She had been really embarrassed and told me she wished that she wouldn't get it every single month. That confused me. After all it's a normal part of being a human female, it's to be expected. Not being able to read her mind I stupidly misunderstood her words. I foolishly assumed she was wishing she were pregnant which I told her wouldn't be practicable for us - with me not being human and all. (If that sort of thing were possible I can only imagine how many offsprings Emmett and Rosalie would have by now.) She had looked at me as if I lost my mind and made a gagging sound because that's not what she was talking about. She had simply meant that she just hated bleeding every month and wished to not have it. She said I was lucky because that doesn't happen to me. I then told her that when she's immortal she will no longer have to worry about that, her body will no longer change anymore. It was no surprise to hear her say she's looking forward to that.
"I know you were excited. Are you okay?" Bella questioned as she laid her head on my chest, her warm hand rubbing my bicep.
I smiled to myself. I knew what she was asking. How did I get so lucky to have someone who cares so much about me and my needs?
I kissed her hair and gently rubbed her back. "Don't worry about it, sweetheart." My excitement had already vanished but my need to hold her near did not. "Let's just lay here and talk. You never did tell me about your fishing trip."
"I didn't?" Her questions surprised me. Did she really assume she told me or was she keeping something from me?
"No. I Kind of distracted you before you can say anything else." I reminded her, feeling a little smug that I am the only one that can get her all flustered that way. "So how was fishing with Charlie?"
"It was very boring." Her voice was so dull it made me chuckle. "I came to the conclusion I hate fishing. Definitely not choosing that as a career path" She joked.
"So I guess I will be returning your Christmas present because I got you a fishing boat." I teased her.
"I hope you're joking." She said with mock seriousness. We shared a laugh.
I already knew she didn't like fishing. She had told me before that when she was a child on her summer visits here in Forks, her father would drag her on force fishing trips down to La Push. That was before she ended up becoming old enough to refuse it. She never elaborated on her childhood fishing trips with her father, when I asked she simply said they were boring and unpleasant memories that she wished to forget. She wanted to protest on going on this past three day fishing trip. The only reason why she didn't was because of me. I knew from her father's thoughts that the fishing trip he planned for them was a last ditch effort to do some real bonding with her because she isn't getting any younger, and he feels bad that he works so much and leaves her alone too often. He also feels that he is losing her to me, if only he knew how true that will be. All he knows is that almost all her free time is spent with me. When it comes to me, Charlie's thoughts are always a mixture of fear and relief. Fear, because he remembers the teenage boy he used to be and knows I'm no better, that I have one thing on my mind. Which I now have to agree with his thoughts, especially after this past weekend. Relief, because Bella is experiencing a normal part of growing up with having a first love.
I layed there idling playing with her hair. With each breath she took I could feel her chest move and hear the musical sound of her wonderful heartbeat. Every sound her body makes is music to my ears.
"Besides not enjoying fishing." I spoke softly. "Overall did you enjoy yourself?"
"I guess." She said. "I mean it was nice when Charlie wasn't trying to have awkward talks with me. That was very uncomfortable."
That got me curious. "Oh really? What awkward talks?"
She groaned a little as she tried to sit up. I moved my arm that was around her so she could get up.
There in the dark room where I could see just fine. I watched as she sat up and moved her hair from the right side of her neck, revealing the large dark hickey that was still there.
"Well, after Charlie noticed this," She said unhappily, blushing and tapping the hickey. "He attempted to have a sex talk with me on a boat of all places! I could not escape it! I thought about swimming away but decided not to. He's really not good with that sort of thing at all; he didn't make much sense."
I found it all too funny and let out a laugh which made her scowl at me.
"Yes laugh all you want. It's hilarious." She said sarcastically, laying back down and settling her head back on my chest. "You're lucky you're so much older. You don't have to have those kinds of talks with your parents."
Sure, the thought of Charlie who is a man of few words trying to have that kind of talk with Bella was humorous. Though the reason for my laughter was the coincidence of the whole ordeal.
"My father had a similar type of talk with me on Friday night." I admitted.
"Really? Why? Your 108." Bella was sound surprised.
I wrapped both of my arms around her. She always seems to assume I am so sure of myself because I have existed longer than she has; that I have everything figured out. That couldn't be further from the truth. This whole experience of first love was out of my element. Everything was new to me, my parents knew that. Carlisle, being my father wanted to guide me through it.
"Bella, are you forgetting that I am still seventeen and will always be?" I asked as I kissed her hair.
"It's easy to forget. You are more mature than the guys at school." She explained.
In a way that statement was true. At times I do seem more mature than seventeen, but then there are the times I don't, usually when I'm around Emmett. I have never revealed to her all of the infantile mischief my brother and I have gotten into over the decades. There's a reason why my mother does not allow us to run around and horse around in the house. Years ago, before Alice and Jasper became part of our family. On a particular spring day, Esme and Rosalie took a two day trip out to Canada for supplies for a decorating project that Esme was working on for the house we had just moved into. They were gone for two whole days during our spring brake while Carlisle was working long hours at the hospital. That left Emmett and I alone most of the time.
I do not excuse my childish behavior. All I can say is, it was during the days before T.V and video games were invented and Emmett refused to play a board or card game with me because he claims I cheat. Emmett was bored without Rosalie and somehow ended up getting an idea to recreate a scene we had recently seen in a Western movie. We gathered up some items from our garage and made a large wooden catapult along with bows and arrows out of PVC pipes and mountain climbing rope that Emmett found in our father's office under his desk. We briefly questioned why our father owned a climbing rope but figured he wouldn't miss it much, we were wrong. He ended up telling us to leave his personal belongings alone and do not snoop through his office or bedroom, after he found out we took it and cut it up to use for our bows and arrows. To this day I do not know why a vampire would need to purchase such a strange item.
My brother and I ended up playing the most realistic game of cowboys and Indians, recreating the scene from the movie by running around inside and outside of the house. With the help of our superhuman strength and the catapult, we literally tore down the house. Needless to say nobody was happy with us when our family returned.
If she knew about that, among the other stuff Emmett and I have done over the years. I wouldn't doubt she would view my maturity differently.
"Yes, as you do as well." I confirmed then added. "Are you ready to go to sleep?'
"No." She said quickly.
"It's late and we have school tomorrow." I reminded her.
"I know. I'm not ready to sleep. I missed you so much and I want to talk more."
"Okay. What do you want to talk about?" I wondered.
There in the dark room, talking like we always do I felt peaceful. The sound of rain pitter pattering outside became louder as we held each other while she told me that her truck had stalled and wouldn't start this evening when she tried to drive to the store. Since she once again turned me down by letting me buy her a new car. I promised I would take a look at her turck during the week.
"Now are you ready to sleep? I can sing to you if you like." I offered.
I wasn't exactly ready for her to sleep and be unconscious for eight hours. I missed her so much, I was enjoying the sound of her voice more than she would ever know. I loved every minute that we were talking and didn't want it to end. Though I knew if she wouldn't get enough sleep she would be tired and grumpy tomorrow and I did not want that. Though I never say anything to her about it, she is usually cranky enough when she has PMS.
"You'll never believe it, Charlie met a woman. It's in the early stages but they're starting to date." She sounded happy about this information while she avoided my question.
"Really?" I was surprised by that news and wondered if it was the same woman with the three small children from Alice's peculiar water-wedding vision. That is never going to happen.
"Yup." She answered. "They met during a routine traffic stop a little over two weeks ago. She just moved here with her little boy. The best part is that she can cook! I met her today before we came home. She seems nice." There was a smile in her voice as she spoke.
"That's great for Charlie." I said. I was happy for Charlie and as well as Bella. Though I was wondering why there was no mention of the two babies that were in the vision. Where on Earth were they?
One of the things that Bella has been worried about after her transformation is Charlie fending for himself. Charlie meeting a woman who can cook is a weight lifted off of Bella's shoulders. Because her father cannot cook. I have witnessed with my own eyes her father almost burning up the kitchen by wrapping hotdogs in tin foil and cooking them in the microwave. I'm a vampire who doesn't eat and even I know you do not place foil in the microwave.
"Yes it's very good." Bella agreed. "So what was the highlight of your weekend?"
I was more than thankful that she worded it like that instead of asking me what I did over the weekend. Which would have been more complicated to answer.
I went with the most common event of my weekend. "Emmett and I had a video game tournament yesterday." I said as I rubbed her back.
"That's nice." Bella's voice was low and sleepy now. I could tell she was starting to drift off. "Did anything interesting happen when you guys played? Did Emmett accidentally break the TV or anything like he did during the summer, when he and I were playing on the Wii?"
I chuckled at the funny memory of my big brother showing off like a young child while playing Wii Tennis. It ended with a Wii controller flying right into the TV screen and getting stuck. "No. Though he did get upset during the end of our tournament. He held the controller a little too tightly and ended up squishing it."
Bella giggled at that and then yond.
Before she could say another word I began to hum her lullaby that I had composed for her. Her breathing slowed as she drifted off to sleep. I laid there with her in my arms as content as could be. My dead heart swelled as I listened to the sweet sounds of her heart, her breathing and her sleep talking. I'll never get tired of hearing her say my name when she sleeps. I listened to my name rolling off her lips and wondered if she might be having a sex dream like she bad been texing me about all weekend. I wasn't quite sure how to tell if she were.
Over the years I have often heard through Emmett's mind the phrase, 'Hell isn't so bad if you get to keep the Angel' when he thinks of Rosalie. Having Bella in my life I understand how much those words are true to me as well. She is definitely my beautiful angel. She makes my half life worth existing. There's no place I belong more than with her. I really hope Charlie does not plan anymore overnight father-daughter fishing trips. I really don't like being away from her.
Being in her presence even when she's unconscious makes me happy. As I layed there as the hours passed by I wondered if I would miss this when she becomes a vampire - miss watching her sleep. Then I thought of more entertaining activities than laying next to her while she sleeps that she and I could occupy our nights with. I certainly made an effort to not let my fantasies roame. I really didn't want to go the whole night with a hard-on while she sleeps. I've done it before, many times. It's not much fun.
When she stopped talking and began to move around, I unwrapped my arms that were around her and scooted over, so she would not hurt herself on my solid form. I then reached over and grabbed one of her books that was on her nightstand. Tonight's random choice of reading turned out to be a Little House on the Prairie book. kinda girly I admit, but I began to read it to occupy my time.
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