A/N: I'm glad a lot of you ended up enjoying last chapter! It was one of my favorites to write. Didn't you love star-lit mountain? It's based off a real place near where I live (I live in Pennsylvania). I go there all the time and it's gorgeous! I've gone there for sunrises and stargazing :) anyway, leave a review and let me know how you like this chapter! I think you will all enjoy ;)
Disclaimer: I don't own twilight!
BPOV:
I settled deeply into Edward's arms, thrilling to the world below me. I was legitimately on top of the fucking world, in so many ways. I've been searching for Edward my whole life, and now I'm pissed off at the fact that I hadn't had him sooner. He was much easily my lifeline at this point.
We settled back onto the rock, laying down as comfortably as possible. I snuggled my beanie closer to my ears. We looked up at the stars, millions and millions almost in our grasp. I was so close to them, the galaxies seeming endless. I couldn't believe the clouds stayed away. It was almost like it was for Edward and me.
I love this man. With everything that I am. I'm so fucking terrified of it. The feeling is so intense, that I wouldn't be able to bear it if I lost him. I've lost everyone, what makes Edward different? I'm so used to the endless cycle of pain, coming at me in numerous directions. My real father's neglect, my Mother's death, Phil's torture. Who's to say that my life isn't just an endless carasoul? What if Edward will be added right into the mix?
I mean, there's the fact that I don't fucking deserve him. Edward Cullen. He deserves a real woman, somebody who could cater to his needs. I could never be that girl, I'm far too fucked up.
But, he saw something in me, apparently. Why should I act like he doesn't? Especially now, when I need him more than ever.
"What time is it?" I inquired as he absentmindely traced my fingertips gently with his own, causing tiny shivers to swarm through me.
"Almost 4 A.M. Would you like to leave?"
I looked back up at the stars, not ready to say goodbye to this sweet moment just yet. This was very easily the best night of my entire life. I longed to make it last as long as possible.
I suddenly had an idea. "How's the sunrise from up here? It's only a few hours away, unless you're tired."
"Ah, you read my mind. The sunrise is as great as the stars in the middle of the night. If we can stay awake long enough, we'll watch it."
We spent the next few hours in the same position, cuddled together in the blankets, staring at the stars, always finding new constellations or catching glimpses of shooting stars. We drank from the enormous mug of coffee and ate unhealthy snacks, laughing at memories of our embarrassing teachers from elementary school, or talking about music, or making a bucket list of places we wanted to see one day.
Right before the sun was about to rise, the atmosphere slowly grew brighter and brighter by the minute. Eventually, the birds began to chirp as dawn began. Edward decided to pack another bowl with the weed, and I was honestly happy about that. I couldn't believe it, but I actually really liked the stuff. I have spent however many dreadful fucking years living with crippling fear and anxiety. The stupid green plant had the complete opposite effect on me, which was exactly what I was looking for. I feared Edward would think of me as a druggie or something negative, but I tried to remind myself that it was only marijuana. People with issues like mine were prescribed it as medication.
I finally learned how to use the lighter and the bowl by myself, and I watched as the sky turned colors, the red bowl being passed back and forth from Edward to me. The horizon began pitch black, then slowly turned to a deep blue, something similar of the ocean. The blue hue grew lighter and lighter, and soon a cozy orange danced into the sky, followed by a blazing pink. It was simply magical, a sight I will never in my life forget. I suddenly remembered that I had an Iphone now, and I asked Edward to take a picture of the sunrise on it, not exactly familiar with the phone just yet.
I couldn't believe the difference in perspective. I always thought the stars and the sun were gorgeous, but up here, the sights I've seen at home paled in comparison. It was almost too beautiful to be true on top of this mountain. I also think Edward had something to do with that.
"I like watching you smoke," he randomly commented, wearing the infamous crooken grin.
"Why?"
He shrugged nonchalantly as I passed him the bowl and the lighter, his skin glowing in the midst of the dusk sun. "It just makes you look... sexy. Not that you're not always sexy. It's just different, in a good way.
I blushed profusely.
He continued. "And then you go and add even more to your sexiness by blushing to my compliments. didn't even know it could get better, but you constantly blow me away."
I giggled, his words making me feel fucking invincible.
We were silent for a few minutes, never taking our eyes off the incredible sight in front of us.
"Thank you," I whispered as I rested my head against his shoulder, my breath visibly floating out towards the sun.
"For what, baby?"
"For giving me memories like this. I don't know anybody who would have a food fight with me and then want to climb a mountain in the middle of the night to see the galaxies and the sunrise. You're like my own personal adventure," I giggled.
"No need to thank me, Bella. I'm having an amazing time. I want to spent the rest of my life taking you on spontaneous adventures."
He kissed me softly, our lips moving perfectly together, the feeling of bliss showering over me.
Edward and I returned home a little before 8 A.M., offically exhausted. We both stumbled tiredly up the stairs before collapsing into his bed, sleep washing over me in a matter of seconds.
We slept until about 3 P.M., and I worried that our sleep schedule was fucked up now. Oh, well, it was worth it.
Alice and Rosalie decided to drag me along on a shopping trip, against my will. Alice claimed I still had "a lot of work to do" regarding my wardrobe. The three of us paraded around the mall, trying on cute outfits or terrible ones that we wouldn't wear in a million years. I actually was having a great time with them, even though fashion was not exactly an interest of mine.
"Alice, please stop buying me clothes! I see the price tags, and it's too much."
"C'mon, Bella, my parents always let me take their credit card to shop, as long as I keep my grades up and stay out of trouble. I've earned this right, don't take it from me!"
"We smoked weed and drank in their house all weekend, how exactly is that 'staying out of trouble'?" I snorted.
"What Momma doesn't know won't hurt her," she winked.
Alice and Rosalie begged me to follow them into a Victoria's Secret store that was only filled with lingerie. A fucking lot of it.
"Bella, you should get something," Rosalie suggested, smriking suggestively at me.
"What?!" I shrieked, gawking at the endless lingerine in front of us. Every wall was covered in it, stands throughout the entire store littered with matching pieces. The place was packed with girl groups doing the exact thing as us. It felt weird to be a part of the normal society instead of the one I had been trapped in for years.
"You don't even have to wear it specifically for sex. You could just get a sexy bra with matching underwear and wear it under your clothes. It's a great confidence-booster, trust me. Then, whenever you're ready, you can wear it for Edward."
I was rather puzzled, because I have never truly put any thought into having sex with Edward. I just saw it as another reason I'll never be able to let him go, and - obviously - I tend to lose everyone in my life. I couldn't bear that with him. I never really even allowed myself the option of thinking about sex.
But, now that I have, I could see myself in one of these ensambles. Well, actually, I could see Edward ripping one of them off my body...
"Bella?" Alice waved her hand in front of my face, and I realized I had been daydreaming.
"Do you think Jasper would like this?" Alice presented me with a baby-doll pink one-piece lacey outfit. The sides were cutout, leaving just a trail of fabric from the chest to below the belly button. Alice would definitely look amazing in that.
"Absolutely," I chuckled, nodding.
"Are you gonna get anything? Wait, I just realized, I don't want to know. You're dating my brother!"
I laughed, jokingly punching her shoulder. "I may get a matching set of a bra and underwear."
The next day, I decided to be bold and wear my new bra and underwear from Victoria's Secret. I chose a midnight blue ensamble, also made of lace like Alice's. But it was beautiful, and it caught my eye. Simple, yet stunning. I had to admit, it didn't look too terrible on me, and it peeked my confidence ever so slightly. I hoped one day I would be ready to wear this for Edward.
The beginning of the day was terribly boring. The only interesting aspect was Eric Yorkie tripping over Alice's purse in math class, nearly falling before catching himself and scurrying away. We laughed as hard as we could, as quietly as we could. Then, I reminded her why I would never be able to handle one of those death traps.
However, the day became interesting when my name was announced over the intercom to report to the office just as I sat down with Edward and the gang at lunch.
Everyone's eyebrows narrowed in confusion, while I could feel the color leave my face. My first thought was that it had something to do with Phil, and I immediately grew fearful. I didn't know anybody else besides the Cullen's and our friends. That's it.
I tried to calm myself down by thinking that it may be something to do with the school, but I couldn't shake the eerie feeling.
Edward could sense I was panicking. "I'll come with you. C'mon, baby."
He wrapped his arm around my waist, holding me close to him as we left the cafeteria and headed to the office.
"Don't worry, Bella. I'm right here," he cooed in my ear, brushing his lips across my cheek tenderly.
We stepped into the office, where a boy I had never seen before stood, looking at me intensely. His skin was darker, a russet color. He had a head of jet-black hair, the top spiked upwards. His eyes were as dark as his hair. He was handsome, and tall, but kind of menacing for some reason.
He smiled at me, seeming happy. "Hi, Bella, I'm Jacob. Do you know who I am?" His voice was deep and husky.
Jacob? I've never met a Jacob, except for the one in our grade. But, this boy wasn't from our school. I didn't understand how he knew my name, and my heart began to pound because of the confusion.
"No."
"Well, it's a long story. Do you wanna go outside and talk about it?" He gestured his huge thumb towards the window, pointing outside.
I didn't know him, so I wasn't going to go outside alone with him. That would just be stupid. "Sure, but Edward is coming with."
He shrugged, seeming uninterested. "This guy with you? Sure, sure, whatever. C'mon."
Edward and I exchanged weird looks as we followed Jacob outside, sitting on a bench by the office doors. It was rather chilly, Thanksgiving was just around the corner. I hoped this Jacob character made this quick.
"So, who are you, Jacob?" Edward inquired, making sure his arm was wrapped protectively around me at all times.
He took a deep breath before beginning. "Bella, did you know that your stepdad had a sister?"
I knew this had something to do with Phil. I stood up right away, glaring down at him. Who was he? What does he know about me or Phil for that fucking matter? I could feel my breath coming in ragged, uneven pants. The anxiety spread through me quickly, all the hairs on my body standing on end.
"How do you know him?" I seethed. Edward grabbed my arm gently and pulled me back down next to him, rubbing my arm affectionately.
Jacob waved his hand in my face, as if indicating for me to "slow down."
"His sister was my Mom! I had a feeling he wouldn't have even told you or your Mom about her. He hasn't talked to any of our family since before he even met your Mom."
I couldn't believe this. Phil had family that he never told us about. That means this Jacob is... "You're my cousin then," I breathed. I had other family... this was rather mindboggling. I didn't know if it was a good or bad thing. Not biological, but still family.
"Yeah, I am. Ya see, my Mom, well, she died giving birth to me. One night, when I was an infant, Phil was drunk at my house and told my Dad he blamed me for the death of his sister. My Dad forced him out of the house, and Phil never attempted to contact us again. No apologies, nothing. I've never met the guy. But, I heard your story on the news. My Dad couldn't believe it... that Phil had married someone and had a stepdaughter and never told us. I'm so sorry about all of that, by the way. He's a monster, and nobody deserves that." His eyes held sadness.
It was kind of hard to talk about Phil, but Jacob seemed sincere, and I was happy to learn that I had other family. I wish I knew about them sooner, but, now, at this point in my life, I wasn't sure if I even wanted contact with them. I wanted anything regarding Phil put behind me.
"Where do you live?" Edward spoke up.
"Right on La Push Beach, about 30 minutes away. We kind of do our own thing over there, almost like our own little society."
"Oh, I know somebody from La Push. Her name is Leah, if you know her. My sister did gymnastics with her," Edward said.
He chuckled, rolling his eyes. "Yeah, she's a hard head. She's my friend Seth's sister."
"So, why are you here now?" I asked, feeling rude for interrupting their conversation, but I just really wanted to get to the point.
"Right when we saw the segment on the news about Phil, my Dad felt terrible and wanted to talk to you, let you know that you have family who is here for you. So, here I am."
I huffed, looking down at the concrete. Edward rubbed my back soothingly, and I could feel Jacob's dark eyes burning into me. He was waiting for me to say something, but I really didn't have much to say. But, then I realized, that these people could help me. They obviously know Phil. They possibly could help figure out where he is.
"Do you know where he could be?" I finally spoke up.
Jacob rubbed the back of his neck in agitation. "That's gonna be tough. My Dad knows who Phil used to be friends with, decades ago. So, he could help you contact them or anything like that. I mean, I know it's a stretch, but anything helps."
"Do you think he's dumb enough to try to come back?"
He shrugged. "I wouldn't think so. He had to have seen the news segment. He knows all the cops anywhere near this area are looking for him. They're even keeping an eye out in La Push. My Dad made sure they would. Even though he's never met you, he cares about you, and he wants Phil put in jail just as much as you do."
I nodded, confirming my agreement. Jacob and I exchanged phone numbers, and we planned to set up a day for me - and Edward, of course - to go to their house and meet his Dad.
He gave me a hug before he left, which was a tad awkward, but a nice gesture. He was unexplicably warm, and his hug wasn't as soothing as Edward's, but it was a comforting hug, nonetheless.
"Are you alright, love?" Edward asked, cupping my face into hands and searching my eyes.
"Yeah, that was just a lot," I mumbled as I hid my face in his chest, inhaling his sweet scent in an effort to calm me down.
He snaked his arms around me tightly, holding my body close to his. "I know. But, this may be a good thing."
We headed back inside, my mind swarmed with thoughts of Phil, and Jacob. I really hoped Jacob and his Dad could help in any way possible. I was growing tired of the fear I lived with, wondering if Phil would come back. The fear that kept me up many nights, the one that made it hard for me to focus on beginning a real, decent life. I could barely do anything anymore without looking over my shoulder, expecting him to be there.
I was just ready for this all to be over.
The following days passed quickly. On Thursday, after school, I found myself in Edward's car, headed to La Push. My heart pounded with the anticipation of meeting Jacob's Dad. From what Jacob said, his Dad seemed really nice and caring, and I hoped he could help. Any information on Phil could help us.
"Are you okay?" The velvety voice pulled me from my deep thoughts. I forced a smile in Edward's direction, noticing the worried look in his green eyes.
"Just nervous."
"Don't be, baby. I'm right here with you, always. If it becomes too much, or they upset you at all, just say the word and we'll leave right away. I don't want you to be uncomfortable or upset at all."
I smiled grimly, grabbing his hand and squeezing it. He kissed my knuckles softly.
A few minutes later, the GPS on Edward's phone alerted us that the house was a few hundred feet to the right. We pulled into the stone driveway. The house was tiny, and fire-engine red. A small, matching garage sat on the side of the house. Car parts littered the lawn surrounding the garage.
Jacob immediately came out of the house, a huge smile planted on his face. He seemed rather excited. He was dressed in a plain white t-shirt and jean shorts, even though it was mid-November.
"Hey, guys, come on in," he waved us inside as we got out of the car. Edward grabbed my hand and rubbed it with his thumb, smiling in encouragement. I took a deep breath and followed Jacob inside.
The door led to a tiny kitchen, where a man sat in a wheelchair at the table. He had incredibly long, dark hair - longer than mine - and wore a sad smile. His clothes were a bit tattered, and he smelled of beer and a bonfire.
"Ah, you must be Bella. I'm very happy to meet you, I'm Billy." He took both my hands in his as I sat next to him, Edward pulling out a chair next to me. His voice was gruff, just like his son's. Jacob prepared waters and a tray of crackers and cheese, setting it in front of us before sitting down next to his father.
"Nice to meet you, too. This is my boyfriend, Edward."
He shook Edward's hand, but didn't say much to him. His dark eyes turned back to me, a serious look written in them.
"Bella, I... I'm so sorry for everything that has happened to you these past few years. I was never very fond of Phil, but learning that he behaved that way... that was a shock."
I didn't want to talk about what Phil did to me. I just wanted as much information as possible.
"How long have you known him?"
He took a sip of water before continuing. "Well, I met his sister 20 years ago. We casually dated for a bit, but a few months later, once we were serious, I met her family. Phil was nice at first, we got along fairly well. But, after joining the police academy and then being swarn into the force, he changed. He became very selfish and demanding. Irina - his sister - grew tired of it, and they slowly became more and more distant. Her and I never married, so he didn't have very kind words to me about getting her pregnant with Jacob. It broke my heart when she passed, and I expected Phil to be a bit gentler towards us, but his feelings towards Jacob pushed me over the edge. I told him the only reason I tolerated him was for Irina, but, now that she was gone, I didn't want anything to do with him. Haven't heard from him since."
I nodded, taking it all in. I wasn't a bit surprised to hear his story and the way Phil behaved towards them, even decades ago.
"I'm sorry about Irina. I would have loved to meet her."
He smiled, but it didn't touch his eyes. They remained cold, distant. "Yes, she would have felt the same. I have some questions for you, as well. How long ago did Phil meet your mother?"
"10 years ago."
"Ah, so many years after I have spoken to him last."
"Do you have any information at all about him? Any of his old friends that you can remember? Or, even anything about his parents? I'm not even sure if they are alive. Last time I checked, before my Mom passed, his Dad was still alive. I've never met him, though."
"His father died about 2 years ago."
I took a sip of water, debating my next move. I didn't want this trip to La Push to be for nothing.
"Where do you think he ran off to?" Edward spoke up for the first time since we got here. His hand stayed grasped in mine under the table, a silent reminder that he was always there.
"We think he went out of state, since the story on the news only played around here in Washington," Jacob commented, biting hungrily into the cheese and cracker in his hand. He was the only one eating the food he'd prepared.
"Yes, but it's been about a month since his disappearance. He could be anywhere in the country, or the world, for that matter," Billy said.
"How about any old friends?" I repeated the same question from earlier.
"I've already contacted all the ones I could think of within the past couple days, since you've met Jacob. None of them know a thing. I'm sorry, Bella. I know you came here looking for answers. But, your guess is just as good as mine regarding his whereabouts. I mostly invited you here just so you could meet other family, so you could see that you're not alone, and that we're willing to help in any way possible."
I crossed my arms against my chest, internally fuming. I appreciated their gesture, but I had all the family I needed with the Cullen's. Billy and Jacob were a bit too late. All I wanted at this point was answers.
"Well, thanks for trying," I grumbled dejectedly, staring out the window at the heavy rain.
"We will keep trying. If we hear anything else, I will be sure to call you right away," Billy smiled.
"Do you guys wanna stay for dinner? I'm making spaghetti, and it' gonna be kick-ass," Jacob offered.
"Thank you, but I have a lot of homework to catch up on."
Edward and I left after promising Billy and Jacob to keep in touch.
"I'm sorry you left without answers, love," Edward sighed as he drove slowly in the turrential downpour. His voice held sadness.
"Don't be."
"I just know this is hard on you, knowing he is out there. But, don't give up hope just yet."
The rest of the ride was silent. I kept my eyes out the window, trying to swallow the disappointment. I had far too much hope in Jacob and Billy, but I was crushed to learn that they knew just as much as I did: fucking nothing. However, I was glad they were at least trying to get to know me and help me. I made a mental note to definitely keep in contact with them.
"How'd it go?" Carlisle asked as we shuffled inside, hanging our wet coats on the hook in the mudroom.
"They were kind, but they don't know a thing about where Phil could be. They said they will keep trying, though," Edward informed his Dad.
Carlisle lightly patted my back, showing comfort. "I'm sorry, Bella. They'll find him, no worries." His smile was tight.
"Thank you, Carlisle. If you'll all excuse me, I think I'm going to go upstairs and take a nap. I'm drained."
Edward looked at me, questioning with his eyes if I was alright. I smiled, letting him know I was okay. I just wanted to be alone, I didn't want him to see me cry.
Once I was comfortable in my bed, I let the tears fall as hard as they wanted. I was growing so fucking sick and tired of living in fear, of always looking behind my back, making sure Phil wasn't lurking there in the shadows. I wanted to be entirely free from him. Not just physically, but mentally, as well. I was beginning to fear that that day would never come. I may always live my life wondering where he is, wondering when he will finally make his dreaded move and attack.
I'm not sure how long I was crying. At some point, I heard my door open and then shut before someone crawled into bed with me. My senses were suddenly alive, and I knew it was Edward when I smelled his beautiful scent.
"Shhh, my love, don't cry, it will be okay," he soothed as he gathered me in his arms. I hid my face in the crook of his neck and continued to cry, the hopelessness washing over me.
"I'm here, baby, I'm right here. Always. He will never hurt you again, I promise. Please don't cry, it breaks my heart."
"I just don't know how much more of this I can handle," I hiccuped against his warm skin. He kissed the top of my head numerous times, and I couldn't help but smile.
"I know. But, I don't want you to allow him to keep ruining your life. Whether or not he's caught, you're still free. He's not going to hurt you ever again. Please, Bella, live life to the fullest now. You deserve it. I want to see you as happy as posisble."
I nodded. "I know. I'm trying."
"I know that. Just don't give up."
"I love you," I reminded him.
"I love you, too."
We were silent for a few minutes while my crying subsided and finally came to an end. I sighed, tired in so many different ways.
"Bella," he muttered softly. "Have I taken you on an official date yet?"
"In my eyes, you have."
He chuckled. "No, I mean one that requires fancy clothes and planning."
"Then, no. Why?"
"I think it's about time I do. It would be the perfect way to get your mind off of him, and to allow you to have some fun. What do you say? Tomorrow night? Can I take you out?"
I suddenly grew nervous. I have never been on an actual date. I can't even remember the last time I even wore fancy clothes. Would I make a complete fool of myself? What if I didn't look good? What if I wasn't what Edward expected?
"Unless you don't want to," he mumbled dejectedly.
I pecked his neck softly. "Of course I want to. I just never have."
"It's not like there's rules to it, love," he teased. "It's just spending time with me, like you always do."
I giggled. "Okay, I think I can do that. I just don't think I have anything fancy to wear."
Edward suddenly threw the blanket completely over us, even covering our heads. I looked up at him in confusion.
"Shhhh, she might hear us!"
"What are you talking about?!"
"Alice! If you mention anything regarding not having anything to wear, she'll drag you on a shopping spree so large, you'll end up spending the rest of the year in the mall."
I was laughing loudly. "She's not that bad."
He looked at me with wide eyes as he uncovered our heads. "Trust me on this one, Bella."
"Well, maybe she has something I can wear. I'll go ask." He stayed in my bed, calling "good luck!"
Alice's bedroom door was open. She was seated at her desk, doing homework, listening to music softly in the background. I rapped on the side of the door frame a few times before entering and plopping on her bed.
"What's up, Bella?" She inquired, her eyes stayed trained on her worksheet.
"Well, Edward wants to take me on a nice date tomorrow night. Do you possibly have anything I could wear?"
She swiftly turned around in her desk chair, excitement booming in her blue eyes. She smiled widely. "Fuck my closet, Bella. We need to go shopping, and get you a brand new, beautiful outfit! I can also find matching shoes, and jewelry, and we can even get our nails done..." she continued her mental list, and I berated myself for not listening to Edward. How could I think he didn't know his twin sister so well?
"Alice, I don't need all that!" I halted her.
She scowled. "Of course you do! It's your first date, and Edward loves you enough to make it a good one. You have to look perfect! I'll convince my Mom to let us skip school tomorrow, so we can go to the big mall in Seattle and get everyting we need."
I was about to protest, but she flew out the door and down the stairs, yelling for Esme. I didn't think she would let us skip school, but after Alice's very convincing speech about me finally having a normal life, and this date being insanely important for Edward and me's relationship, Esme caved in. I couldn't fucking believe it. I had no idea what I was getting myself into.
"We're here! I can't wait!" Alice squealed as she parked her car in the huge parking lot. I couldn't fucking believe the size of this mall. I was bound to get lost in this shit.
Alice woke me up at 7 AM, already throwing orders in my face. She wanted me to be ready to leave by 8, so we could get to Seattle by 10. We arrived accordingly, which I was thankful for. I didn't want to see the way she reacted to being late for a shopping trip.
She legitimately wrote a schedule in her phone. "Okay, we should be done dress shopping by at least noon. Then, we can get our nails done until 1. From 1-1:30, we will look for jewlery. From 1:30-2:30, we will look for shoes. Then, we can expect to be home before 5. That gives me about 2 hours to do your hair and makeup."
Alice began throwing many different dresses at me, ranging in colors and styles. I must have tried on at least 15 until her eyes finally lightened up and she clapped loudly after I walked out of the dressing room in a deep red dress that ended a few inches above the knee. It was bodycon - very tight, with spaghetti straps. It was simple, yet beautiful. I had to agree that it looked great.
"Damn, Bella, you look sexy in that! Edward is gonna lose his shit," she giggled. "That's definitely the one. If I liked girls, I would be all over you right now."
"If I liked girls, so would I," a flamboyant employee of the store added. He was tall, and didn't really look gay, but he definitely sounded the part.
"You guys think so?" I asked timidly.
"Yes!" They both sang in unison.
We ended up finding the dress ahead of schedule, which Alice was extremely thrilled about, since it allowed for more time for everything else on the schedule. I still couldn't believe Edward gave her his debit card for the shopping trip.
"How could Edward afford all this? He doesn't even have a job," I huffed, hating that he spent money on me.
"Well, our Grandpa left Edward and I a good amount of money when he passed. We just got access to it when we turned 18." She said casually as we entered the nail salon.
"How much?" I mentally slapped myself after asking that question. I wasn't intending to be rude, or make it seem as though I was with Edward for his money.
She laughed. "Let's just say, it's not necessary for Edward and I to find jobs for a very, very long time. But, our parents raised us to work for ourselves and not depend on others. I don't know what Edward plans to do with his share of the money, but I'm going to spend mine on college, and probably save the rest, at least for a while."
"What did your grandpa do?"
"He owned a company that produced steel and sold it to construction companies. He was the biggest steel producer in the state during his time."
I couldn't even imagine how much money was left behind for them. It kind of made me want to get a job, so I could at least start building a savings of my own.
Since my dress was red, Alice declared my nails needed to be, as well. After leaving the nail salon, we went to a tiny boutique and found the perfect silver rhinestone necklace. Alice and I had a bit of a disagreement about the shoes. She wanted to put me in huge heels, ones that would probably make me taller than Edward. After arguing - and, frankly, causing a scene - we agreed on smaller heels. They were black and simple, and I actually kind of liked them. They were the perfect size, but I still feared I would fall numerous times throughout the night.
We arrived home at 4:00, ahead of schedule. Alice still all but sprinted inside, acting as if we were late.
"Hi, baby, how was your day?" Edward immediately engulfed me in his arms as I entered the house. I dropped my bags onto the floor, wrapping my arms around his neck and breathing in his scent. This was home.
"It was alright. As crazy as she can be, she really cares." I kissed him lightly on the lips.
"Yes, her intentions are great. Execution... not so much," he laughed.
"Bella! Upstairs, now!" Alice demanded, her voice echoing throughout the giant house. I quirked an eyebrow at Edward and gave him one more kiss before heading into her room.
After I took a shower, Alice began attacking my hair with a big curling rod. I trusted her not to burn me, but I've never used one of these in my life. It was rather terrifying. She played music on her surround sound, singing loudly and happily along with the pop tunes. I stayed quiet, my thoughts trained on the fact that I was actually going on a date.
When she was almost finished with my hair, her phone began to ring.
"What, Edward?" She huffed, and I wondered what he needed.
"Uh huh... oh, maybe... yeah... I'll ask her. Bella, Edward wants to know if you would be okay with staying overnight in a hotel that he loves. He said not to worry, he doesn't expect anything out of you at all." I knew she was talking about sex, and my cheeks immediately flushed with embarrassment. To be honest, I have been putting a lot of thought lately into turning my relationship with Edward into a physical one, especially after his speech last night regarding me living life to the fullest. I loved him, unconditionally, and I felt that I should show him my love for him in all forms. It scared the hell out of me, but I was ready. I trusted him. I fucking love him.
"That sounds nice," I muttered. "Will your parents be mad?"
Alice told Edward I was on board before she hung up the phone and went back to finishing my hair. "Well, I'm spending the night at Jasper and Rosalie's, anyway. You and Edward can just pretend you're sleeping there, too." I didn't want to lie to Carlisle and Esme, especially after everything they've done for me this past month, but I really wanted to spend the night alone with Edward.
She began applying my makeup, informing me what she was doing the whole time. I smiled at her enthusiasm. Once she was finished, she told me I couldn't look in the mirror before the dress was on. After getting changed into everything we bought today, I looked in the mirror and gasped.
My hair was curled into big, bouncy waves that ran beautifully down my back. She even sprayed something in my hair to make it look shiny. She gave me a bit of a smokey eye, adding some bronzer to my cheekbones and a dark red lipstick that matched my dress. I looked... beautiful. Happy. Confident. Free.
"Alice, I look amazing! Thank you so much, for everything," I hugged her fiercely. She giggled and hugged me back.
"No problem. You're my new sister now, and I love you with Edward. Whatever I can do to make your relationship with him even better, I'll do. Now, I have to go pack your overnight bag. I know what you'll need."
I called after her to pack the matching bra and underwear I got at Victoria's Secret the other day. She smirked and asked "are you sure? You don't have to, Bella. He doesn't expect anything like that from you."
"I'm 100% sure, I promise."
She squealed and ran into my room as I stayed in her room, thinking about how lucky I was and how much has changed in my life in just one short month.
She returned about 10 minutes later, and I could hear Edward's voice following her.
"Okay, Edward, here's your gorgeous date!" Edward entered the room and his eyes immediately bugged out of his head, his jaw dropping to the floor. His eyes raked my body up and down numerous times before he even spoke. "Bella... wow. You, wow, you look so beautiful."
I blushed and looked down at my feet. He walked over to me and placed his hands on my waist, looking intensely into my eyes. "I mean it. You look so amazing, it almost hurts. I seriously can't believe you're all mine."
"I could say the same," I breathed as I took in his appearance. He was dressed in all black: a long-sleeved, button-up shirt with slacks and dress shoes. He looked so incredibly sexy, that I couldn't believe he was mine.
"Are you ready to go, love?"
"Yes," I smiled.
"Bella, you look so lovely!" Esme chirped as she gathered me in a warm, motherly hug. I loved when she did this, it reminded me of Mom.
After informing Edward's parents of our plans to stay at "Rosalie and Jasper's" after our date, we were headed to Edward's Volvo, speeding down the driveway.
(A/N): The location of the date and hotel are fictional and do not exist in Washington. Just wanted to clarify that :)
"You really won't tell me where we're going?" I grumbled.
He kissed the back of my hand slowly. "Nope. It's not too far, about 30 minutes from here. Do you want to smoke this on the way? I want you to be as relaxed as possible, and I've noticed that smoking calms you down."
He pulled an odd device from his pocket. It looked like a pen, and had a mouthpiece on one end. "What is that?"
"Have you ever heard of dabs?"
"No."
"Well, dabs are weed, just a different form. It's oil-based. This is a dab pen, it's electronic, just like those e-cigarettes. You see the gold stuff at the top, by the mouthpiece? That's all dabs. They're more intense than the regular weed, so you'll only need 1 or 2 hits. The good thing about this is that it doesn't smell, at all. I sometimes smoke it in my bedroom when my parents are home and they don't even know. It's really convenient."
I figured it would help, since my nerves were all over the place because of my first date and also the possibility of losing my virginity tonight. I took it out of Edward's hand and inhaled.
He was right. This thing was intense. I was insanely high after one hit, but I could feel my heart rate slow down, my anxiety crumbling. I actually felt relaxed, and I sang softly to the music playing from the stereo as we drove.
Edward took a few more hits than I did, and soon we were pulling up to a fancy-looking restaurant. I could see the ocean in the distance.
"Where are we?"
He smiled. "Clarion, a few towns over from La Push. It's a beach town."
I couldn't believe the size of this restaurant, and I mentally thanked Alice for assuring that I was appropriately prepared.
He opened the passenger door for me and placed his hand on the small of my back as we entered the restaurant.
"You really look ravishing, baby," he purred in my ear, his voice husky and deep. I shivered at the sound, and my sex thrilled with anticipation.
"Good evening, welcome to 'The Chalet', do you have a reservation?"
"Yes, under Cullen."
"Yes, right this way."
We were lead to a private table at the very far corner of the restaurant, near a wall that was made entirely of glass. The ocean was right next to us, since the restaurant was placed on the beach. It was raining, of course, but it made it that much cozier. A large candle was lit in the center of our table, our glasses already prepared with ice water. Edward pulled my chair out for me and removed my coat before sitting across from me.
He flashed me his crooken grin, dazzling me. "What do you think?"
"This is incredible. I love that the ocean is right outside the window. I haven't seen it in years. It's perfect, Edward." I reached for his hand across the table, squeezing it to show my appreciation for everything he constantly does for me.
"I'm glad you like it. I just want you to be happy."
After ordering 2 steaks with potatoes and salad on the side, the stoned part of our brains kicked into place. We ended up playing a sort of game all night, making up scenarios for the people's lives near us.
Edward pointed to a middle-aged woman next to us, who was so thin, she almost looked frail. "Denise, 52. Can't go a day without hot yoga. Hasn't had a carb since 2008. Makes crafts and sells them online for a living."
I giggled, gesturing to her husband. He was short, but insanely stocky. "Craig, 59. Wrestling coach. Yells so much that the players cry when they get home. Has a dog named Hercules. Drinks kale protein shakes at 5 in the morning."
Edward began cracking up, and we had to duck our heads before someone noticed. We were having so much fun that I couldn't believe I was nervous at all.
He payed for the bill and left the restaurant, laughing the whole way. Edward made sure to pick up a big piece of chocolate cheesecake to bring back to the hotel.
If the restaurant was impressive, there were no words for the hotel. It was just a few miles away, also seated on the shore. It was insanely tall, with a beautiful fountain towering in front of the parking lot. I could see an indoor pool and hot tubs set up in the back of the building, facing the ocean.
"Edward..." I gasped, amazed at the sight in front of me.
I couldn't even form a sentence as we walked inside. Our room was even better. It was on the top floor, a balcony sat outside facing the ocean. There was a tiny kitchen upon entering, with beautiful black marble countertops and stainless steel appliances. Behind the kitchen was a king-sized bed on the left wall, adorned in a champagne-gold comforter. A hefty TV was on the other wall, with a door to the bathroom next to it. The bathroom held a massive tub with jets and built-in chairs. I couldn't believe Edward went to the lengths to do this all for me. I felt tears welling in my eyes.
"What's wrong, love?" He sounded upset, regretful almost. I immediately shook my head, needing him to understand that he did nothing wrong. That he was absolutely amazing.
"Nothing, Edward. This is just so perfect. Nobody has ever done anything like this for me. Thank you so much," I wrapped my arms around his neck, kissing him deeply. Our tongues danced together, our hands roaming each other's backs slowly. Every part of me was on fire.
He slowly pulled away and kissed my forehead before muttering that he wanted to get settled. I thought that was a perfect time to change.
Alice packed me a silky black robe to go over the lingerie, which I was insanely grateful for. I went into the bathroom and told Edward I was going to change. I wanted to surprise him.
"Okay, I'll pour us some drinks." He pulled out a fancy dark wine from his overnight bag. I quirked a brow. "Where did you get that?"
"My Mom has built sort of a collection, but she doesn't drink it too often. Don't worry, she won't notice. I've done it before."
I shrugged and continued to the bathroom. My heart pounded heavily in my chest the entire time I changed, thinking of what was about to happen. I have never trusted a man so much in my life, and it scared me to death, but it made me feel so fucking alive. I was ready to completely give myself to Edward.
I took a deep breath before I exited the bathroom. He was outside on the balcony, smoking his pen and sipping wine. I quickly shrugged into my jacket before joining him.
He smiled at me before looking back out to the ocean, offering me a sip of his wine and his pen. I took them both graciously.
The wine was disgusting. So bitter, but I guess it was something I'd have to get used to.
"I love you so much, Bella. I truly do, and I want you to know that I always will. You make me so happy." Each and every one of his words sounded so sincere, so pure. There was no denying the truth behind them. I couldn't help but feel every ounce of sadness or anxiety float out of me and into the air, disappearing into the waves crashing just below us. There was just no possible way I could feel anything negative in that moment. Edward always took it all away. Kind of like how he took my heart.
"I love you more. Thank you for everything you do. You've brought me back to life," I whispered as I threw my arms around him, needing his body as close to mine as possible. He returned the gesutre, pressing me tightly against him. He rested his cheek on my head, sighing in contentment.
We took a couple hits and finished one glass of wine together before going back inside. Edward poured another glass before lighting some candles he had brought and hopping onto the bed, turning on the TV.
I took off my jacket, revealing my tiny silk robe. That got Edward's attention.
"Bella... wow. You keep amazing me more and more," he set his drink down on the bedside table, running his hands through his hair as his eyes ran up and down my body.
I slowly untied the robe, letting it fall to the ground as my cheeks blushed scarlet.
He groaned, lust flickering in his eyes. "Jesus Christ, baby, you're so perfect. Come here."
I slowly joined him on the bed. His eyes continued to run laps up and down my frame, a lazy smile planted on his face.
He grabbed my face in his hands and kissed me, hard. He slowly lowered me onto the bed, resting on top of me with his elbows. We made out passionately, so wonderfully that I was getting incredibly wet.
He let go of my face with one hand and slowly ran his fingers up and down my stomach. I shivered at the contact, moaning softly in his mouth.
He pulled away, frowning. I could feel the slap of rejection hit me in the face. Maybe Edward didn't want me the way I wanted him.
"Bella, we can't."
I felt tears stinging my eyes. I looked down at my hands, hiding from him, the pain settling quickly into my system.
"You think I don't want to? That's ridiculous. The way you look right now... God, Bella, you're so fucking sexy. I want you so much. But, I cant push you. I want you to be sure you're ready."
"I am sure," I swallowed.
"Have you really thought about it? Please be honest, Bella. I don't want you to regret it."
"I'm sure, I promise."
"Pinky promise?"
I offered him my pinky, smiling shyly. He hooked his against it before crashing his lips to mine, yet again. His hand massaged my breasts over my bra, softly pinching my nipple here and there, sending the sweetest of vibrations through my body. I could feel the wetness building up in my underwear with every milisecond that passed. I was beginning to breathe heavily, the sensation so sweet. His hands felt amazing against my skin. I never wanted him to stop.
He began kissing and nibbling my neck, and I couldn't help but moan his name loudly into the room.
"Touch me," I whimpered softly. He groaned against my neck before putting his hands behind me and lifting me up, so we were both in a sitting position. He kept his hands behind me and took my bra off for me. I watched as his eyes trailed down to my bare chest, lust screaming in his green orbs. He smiled widely, running his hands through his hair.
"You're so gorgeous, Bella. Like a work of art. Thank you for being all mine," he whispered before laying me down on my back again and taking my left breast into his mouth, sucking my nipple tenderly. His right hand began rubbing my clit over my underwear, and I hissed in pleasure, arching my back to meet his hand even further. My entire body was on fire - in such a fucking good way.
"That feels so good," I sighed in contentment. He lifted my legs and removed my underwear, never taking his eyes off me. There were so many emotions in his eyes in that moment. Desire. Lust. Happiness. Pleasure. Love. I couldn't believe it was all for me.
He placed a trail of slow, hot kisses from my breasts to just before my clit, leaving a trail of tingles in his wake. He looked into my eyes as his tongue carefully graced my clit. I threw my head back, my eyes rolling to the back of my head in sheer pleasure. It felt so fucking good, I never imagined it could be so incredible.
He slowly put 1 finger in my entrance as he simultaneously licked and sucked my clit. I rocked my hips against him, moaning loudly.
"Yes, Edward, oh my god," I moaned. He kept a steady pace, taking it easy. He slowly entered a second finger, and it hurt for a second, but he kept me preoccuppied by continuing his oral assault on my clit. I told him it was okay, and he began fingering me again. Feelings of ecstacy ran through me from head to toe. After a few moments, I could feel my first orgasm approaching. My walls suddenly clamped down around him, my vagina throbbing in sheer pleasure. I moaned the entire time, the sensation so raw. It was absolutely amazing, better than I ever expected, and I was already dying for more. And we just got started.
He brought his lips back to mine after I was done climaxing in a kiss that was hungry and wild. Almost primal. Our tongues swam laps around each other's, our hands roaming up and down each other's bodies, needing to feel every milimeter of skin. I instructed him to lay on his back, so I was on top. We continued kissing so intensely, every aspect of my being was in flames. I don't think I even could remember my name in that moment.
He rubbed his hands up and down my lower back and my behind as I began nibbling and sucking his neck. He hissed in pleasure, squeezing my ass cheeks. I smiled against his neck and began kissing lower and lower down his body. His soft skin felt so perfect against my swollen lips. Each muscle tensed under my kiss, flexing in ecstacy.
By the time I reached his belly button, he realized where I was headed. "Bella, you don't have to do anything you're uncomfortable with."
"I want to. No - I need to. I'm dying to," I smirked before taking his pants off. I slowly took off his boxers, revealing his incredibly hard, big manhood. I felt myself blush, and his eyes never left mine. His cock was so beautiful to look at. I grew even wetter at the sight of it, my vagina throbbing in impatience. And he said I was the work of art? I was nothing compared to his gorgeous member.
I thanked God for those few times I watched porn a few years ago when curiosity struck me. I began rubbing his shaft, and he threw his head back on the pillows, groaning loudly. I slowly lowered my lips onto his tip, massaging him with my lips.
"Fuck, baby," he exclaimed. He grabbed my hair in one hand so he could watch me. I looked him in the eye from under my lashes as I sucked. He gazed back at me with a look I've never seen before. Like he could devour me any second - in a good way. I sucked his cock for a few minutes before he slowly got up and wrapped his arms around me, swiftly laying me back on the mattress. I watched his muscles move in his arm, the sight a turn on itself. He grabbed a condom from his wallet and wrapped it around his cock, wearing a smile of euphoria the whole time.
"Are you sure, love?"
I nodded, preparing myself. I've heard the first time hurts terribly, but me and pain are close friends. We know each other very well.
Edward began kissing me tenderly. Just as we was about to push himself into me, he brought his face inches from mine, looking deeply into my eyes. He lightly brushed his thumb across my cheek. The light from the candles reflected softly off his skin, a bit of sweat builiding at his hairline. His cheeks were flushed, his eyes wild with bliss. "I promise, for the rest of my life, you will be the only one. I love you," he declared before entering me. I gasped in pain, feeling myself widen tremedously. He attempted to distract me by placing tiny kisses all over my face, whispering about how much I mean to him.
The pain subsided after a few minutes, and I told him it was okay to continue. He slowly rocked back and forth inside me, and it finally began to feel good. He picked up the pace when he realized that I was enjoying it. He sucked the spot below my earlobe as he penetrated me. I couldn't believe how amazing it felt, how much love was lingering in the air around us. I've obviously heard that sex was enjoyable, but I never imagined it to be this beautiful. That moment was all that mattered to me. Edward and I showing each other how much love we feel. I wanted to cry at the intensity of it.
I felt my climax approaching quickly with every second that he rubbed against my g-spot. "I'm gonna cum, fuck, Edward."
"Go ahead and cum for me, baby, cum for me," he grunted. I felt my walls crash again, and I began moaning insanely loudly in ecstacy. He finished a few seconds after me, his voice deep as he said my name.
We collapsed next to each other, panting, looking up at the ceiling. My legs nearly shook in pain and pleasure simultaneously.
After about a minute, he propped himself up on his elbow, turning towards me. He wore a giant smile on his face, dazzling me, yet again.
"That was honestly the best moment of my life," he said, and I could hear the honesty ringing in his velvety voice.
I smiled, running my fingers through his thick locks, feeling the softness against my fingertips. "Mine, too."