Hello, I'm GAY
Chapter Ten
I'm in the garage, in loose sweatpants and a tight white tee with the sleeves rolled up, when Bella comes in. She's been coming around more often to our house and no one but Eddy seems to mind. I can see him deep in his thoughts whenever she's around, but I can't figure out what could be bothering him. "Hey, is something wrong with Edward?" Bella asks, with no hint of humility in saying this.
"What's not wrong with him," I said lightly, as I waxed my car with broad powerful strokes. I knew what my flexing biceps were doing to Bella as she watched me, and I made sure to flex them even more as I worked. She shifted on her legs, tips of her ears red.
"I've woken up in the middle of the night and seen him standing in my room."
I froze at Bella's continuation. She powers on.
"I know it's him, but he'll just respond, 'you're dreaming. Go to sleep'. One time he even put a lampshade on his head and pretended to be a lamp."
I couldn't help it. I crushed the can of wax I was holding in my hand with a loud snap. She jumped at the noise. "I am going to murder that creep." My voice was a low hiss. How dare he watch her while she slept! Seriously, what the fuck!
"Rosalie, wait-" but I was already gone from the garage, using my senses to track Edward out to the woods behind our house where he stood on a cliff, overlooking the woodlands. I was so close to pushing him off and just having it over with, but I needed to talk it out before I did anything. At least offer him the courtesy of listening to him.
"Edward..." I growled out. He turned around quickly on his heels, face brooding.
"You found out," he stated simply.
"Of course I fucking did," I snarled, every part of me screaming to hurt him. "Did you honestly think I wouldn't?"
"I'm sorry," he told me, looking truly pained. "I didn't mean to."
"You think sorry is going to cut it?" I flexed and tightened my hands.
"Look, let me just explain," he held his hands up in a placating manner.
"You have ten seconds to do so before I decide to tear your head off of shoulders, you fucking perv!" I told him, my eyes blacker than coal right now. Bella was mine. How dare he do this to her? I knew he had boundary issues but honestly, he should know better!
"I...I just- I know I shouldn't have done this. I couldn't help it. I wanted to know how it felt. But I swear I washed them after I used them. And I'll buy you a new pair if you really want me to."
I blinked. Huh? What was he talking about? "Edward, what are you saying."
He blinked too. "Uh, isn't this about you finding out I wore your panties so I could see how it felt to suffer as a woman for a day in school while wearing them?"
My jaw dropped open. I had no idea what to say to this. He saw my expression and realized it was too late to backpedal. "Uh, I guess it wasn't about that. But you'll be glad to know I now understand suffering more-" he shrunk back, ashamed.
"Which pair," I said softly. I prayed to god it wasn't a pair I wore recently.
"Uh, the pink frilled ones?"
I had many of those. I guess I would just have to throw all of them away. I pinched the bridge of my nose. "Okay, that wasn't why I came here. I came here because Bella told me you were creeping on her!"
"I have good reason to that," he told me, suddenly losing his awkward apologetic stance.
"And what could reason could you have for stalking her?"
"I'm gathering data."
"What kind of data could you be gathering about her as she sleeps?" I shrilled out. Had he gone entirely insane? What was happening? I wanted to shake him like a soda, but I held back.
"Rosalie...I told you this before. How she attempts to seduce me-"
"I'm dating her! She's seducing no one but me!" I explained loudly.
"Yes," he said gravely. "And don't you think that it's weird? You don't date anyone for decades and then all of a sudden within the course of a month you're swapping 'I love you's with her?"
He had me there. I'd never fallen for someone this quickly. "Maybe...maybe she's a soul mate?" I suggested. Carlisle had said they were real things, and Alice and Jasper had that. Maybe I had that with Bella too even if she was human.
"But a human?" he tsked, shaking his head. "It seems suspect to me. I'm attempting to help the both of us, Rosalie."
"Just stop, okay?" I said, stepping back. I was eager to return to Bella; this conversation was unnerving me. "And stay away from her."
He shrugged, like it was a small feat for him. "If you wish."
I left him standing on that cliff, looking out. Bella was waiting outside the house with a concerned expression on her face. "Is everything okay? Is he in one piece?"
"Yea, he's fine. He shouldn't do it again, and if he does, I'll crush his balls," I told her darkly.
"Kinky. But speaking of kinks, my birthday is coming up and-"
"Oh, you want us to throw you a birthday party?" I interjected.
"I was thinking more along the lines of you giving me birthday sex, but a party is nice too," she smiled coyly before taking my hand. We went inside the house together, and I couldn't help but hear Edward's suspicions of Bella inside my head, like on repeat. Damn him, for putting such stupid notions into my head.
Everything was fine. It was going to be fine.
We had never thrown anyone a birthday party. Why would we, when we didn't age? Everyone was excited to do one for Bella. The house was a flurry on Saturday, everyone working hard to get things ready for her.
"Wait, I have no idea how old she's turning," I gasped out in horror when Esme turned to me, trying to figure out what candles to put on the cake.
"How could you not know? She's your girlfriend!" Esme said, aghast at my negligence.
"They don't spend a lot of time talking," Emmett chimed in as he walked past. I stuck my foot out to trip him for the comment and he went falling right into the kitchen table and breaking it.
"Stop that!" Esme scolded us both. I did not feel at all bad for making Emmett eat wood chips and when Esme had her back turned to help Emmett up, I stuck my tongue out at him for good measure before leaving to me room to phone Bella.
"Hey...how old are you?" I asked her as soon as she picked up.
"Ah, let's say sixteen."
"Sixteen?" I questioned. Why had she said it in such an odd way?
"Yea, sixteen," she affirmed. "Is this about my birthday? And about the party you're throwing me?"
"We're not-"
"You guys are not slick at all. I saw Alice in town buying out every last HBD balloon. Oh, and tell her my favorite flavor snack is chips and soda, so she doesn't end up buying everything under the sun as a snack for this party."
"Right," I said.
"Can't wait to be surprised," she told me and then hung up.
She arrived later that evening to the whole house decked out for her birthday. We even had a bounce house out back for her. Emmett had insisted on that, saying bella would love it but we all knew he had wanted it for himself too because we never got him one since he always popped them from bouncing too hard.
Bella was dressed in a tight black dress, hair done up in a bun, with a few wisps hanging down her face to frame it. She looked amazing. I could not take my eyes off of her.
"Happy birthday, Bella. We all got you gifts, we hope you can open them up first and then we can enjoy ourselves," Carlisle said, smiling warmly at her.
"Thank you! I wasn't expecting the gifts. I just wanted to spend time with you all," she said, though she looked very happy with everything so far. Everything was going perfectly, but of course I should have expected things to go wrong because why would they not?
"Me first!" Alice exclaimed and went up to give Bella her neatly wrapped gift. Bella took it, giving Alice a brief hug. She began to unwrap it, but Alice had wrapped the paper with such crisp gift wrap and so neatly that Bella cut her finger on the edge of it.
We all inhaled greedily as her blood scent hit the air, and let out a huge sigh. But then fear and adrenaline hit me as Jasper growled out loudly. He'd always had the worst control with blood, and hers was no exception.
He lunged at her, but I reacted faster. No one was touching Bella. He slammed into my hard frame, right into my arms. I shoved him back, hard enough to make him fly across the room and land on the table, shattering it.
Everyone reacted more slowly. "Emmett get her out of here!" Carlisle roared out over Jasper's and I's combined snarls. The blonde was already on his feet, trying to get his meal. I stood in his way, dress ripped at the knee.
"Shit, didn't see this coming," Alice said sheepishly, before she stood by me, trying to get him to calm down. "Jasper, baby, you don't want the blood. You don't," Alice said, trying to calm him down.
Emmett was gone with Bella, scooping her up in his strong arms. Edward had gone with him, just in case Jasper gave us the slip and went after them. Carlise and Esme circled around behind Jasper. The blonde eyed all of us, trying to find a way to slip free and go after his prey. The whole time Alice was softly speaking to him, trying to soothe him. She took small steps towards him and eventually I could see him ease up. His fangs receded and his eyes turned back gold though they were murky.
Alice collapsed into him, hugging him to her.
"I'm sorry," he whispered, over Alice's head, looking at me. I relaxed too, though I was still largely upset. Bella had seen all that. She had almost been hurt! Now what did I do? This was the thing I was scared of happening to her. We shouldn't be together.
"I have...I have to go find her," I said, licking my lips.
Carlisle and Esme looked on at me, knowing the struggle that was playing out internally. "Are you going to tell her?" Esme asked.
"I have to. I have no other choice," I said gruffly.
"And after...?" Carlisle questioned. "We need to know. We are in this together."
"I don't know yet," I said and stormed out. I popped a balloon on the way out just because. It made a satisfying noise that made me feel a bit better. I find Bella by her scent. Her bleeding has stopped so it is no longer fresh. I find her back at her house, sitting in her room. Edward was standing guard outside the house but he sees me climbing up the side and he nods his head and leaves respectfully. He trusts me to make whatever decision it is I have to make next.
Emmett is waiting with Bella inside. The brunette stands up sharply when she spots me crawling in through her window. Emmett goes, "guess this is my cue to go," and blurs out before we can say anything to him.
I stand awkwardly in front of Bella who has wrapped a bandaid around her once bleeding finger. I can't read her face, but she looks at me expectantly. My nerves are making my stomach twist. I don't know how to start, except with the truth so I go with that.
"I'm..." my words failed me for a second but I gathered myself and continued speaking, because I had to tell her the truth. "I'm a vampire. We're all vampires."
"You're a vampire," Bella said dryly.
"Yes," I told her.
"So that wasn't tomato juice I drank?" She's referring to that one day in my garage.
I offer her a sheepish grin. "No."
She pulled a face. "Please tell me it wasn't human."
"It wasn't human."
"That surprisingly did not make me feel better," she said, actually thinking it would.
"Look," I said, raising my hands, ready to appease her. "I know my being a vampire is a huge deal. I'm sure you have a ton of questions-"
"Nah, I already googled them," she said, showing me her phone screen. "I'll just read up on this."
I paused, actually speechless for a moment. "You-uh- you don't want me to tell you? You don't care your girlfriend is a vampire?"
"To be frank, I kinda wanna make out with you more. Maybe have you bite me a bit. It sounds super sexy. And you can like pretend to be this bad evil vampire, taking me away to feast on my body or whatever, like in the movies," she said, her voice becoming silken. Oh I had not expected this to go this way.
"I'm not evil," I told her as her hands landed on my hips. "I don't kill humans, I drink animal blood, and I don't steal away girls to feast on their bodies."
"Well this girl would like it," Bella whispered, eyes lidded as she leaned her body into mine. She should be running from me, not getting closer!
"Bella, I feel like you're in shock. Which is why you think this is hot," I said gently.
"But this is hot," she affirmed. "I really wanna know what your fangs feel on me."
And okay, that made me more hot under the collar than I could explain. Her words just hit me in the gut and shit, my vampire side really wanted to caress my fangs down the side of her neck, even if I didn't want to drink her.
"I don't do that," I said, breathlessly. "I don't drink human blood and I never have."
"Then what's the point of being a vampire if you won't come get your juice?" she said, slapping a hand to her neck. I inhaled, growing annoyed now.
"I didn't chose to be a vampire. I was forced into one against my will." I stepped back. This was a touchy subject for me. I hated my immortality. I guess a teenage girl wouldn't understand this.
She sobered up when she realized I was offended. "I'm sorry. I know I'm not taking this seriously, but...I don't want you to feel bad. I truly don't care that you're a vampire."
"You don't worry I can hurt you?"
"If you haven't hurt me while having wild passionate sex, then I doubt you will while talking to me," she pointed out and she did have a point.
"Uh...honestly, I have no idea where to go from here," I told her, shoulders slumped. This talk was so confusing. Nothing going the way I expected it to.
"To the bed. To cuddle," she said, taking my hand boldly. "And I'm sorry. I won't make fun of your immortality or beg you to bite my neck because it's bothering you. And I don't want to pressure you to do that."
"Thank you," I whispered.
