A/N: hey guys! I want to explain some things for a moment. I understand some of you having concern about the weed and alcohol. I promise, it will not be a part of the story for much longer. It is my way of trying to make the story realistic, since teenagers do dumb stuff like that. It will be included in this chapter. (This chapter is kind of a filler). Next chapter is where many things will change! Be ready!
disclaimer: I do not i own twilight!
EPOV:
I was having a tremendously difficult time focusing on attempting to find a movie for Bella and I to watch. It was simply impossible for my mind to stray away from what had just happened.
Bella was a fucking goddess, in every way, shape and form. I couldn't believe what was actually standing in front of me when she dropped that black robe, revealing her lacey midnight-blue ensamble. The color contrasted against her skin so delicately, making her glow. Her smile was timid, but seductive all at once. Her soft eyes were drowning with lust as she gazed at me. Her cheeks rosy from the November wind on the shoreline. My heart nearly burst out of my chest at the sight of her. I could nearly cum just looking at her. And she was all fucking mine.
She made love to me so... perfectly. I couldn't even find the right word to describe how fucking amazing it was. I have never had sex nearly that fantastic in my life, and I was convinced it was because I had never been in love. Bella was truly the one for me, there was not a doubt in my mind about it. I will spend the rest of my life taking care of her, protecting her, cherishing her.
"Have you decided on anything yet?" She chimed as she plopped next to me on the bed after refilling her glass with a bit of wine and grabbing the cheesecake from the restaurant. She'd changed into cotton shorts and a black tank top, still looking as sexy as ever.
"I think it's Harry Potter weekend, do you wanna watch that?" I offered.
"Oh!" She squealed, clapping her hands in excitement. "I would love to."
The 5th movie of the series happened to be on TV at the moment, which was my least favorite. However, if it made Bella happy, I was all for it.
I pulled her into my arms and crushed my lips to hers. Just being near her drove me insane. I wanted to taste her at all times.
She giggled when she pulled away. "I'll never get used to that."
"Mmm, me neither," I breathed before kissing along her neck, causing her to whimper softly.
We spent the next 2 hours finishing the cheesecake and sipping wine, our focus on the movie. We held serious debates on different aspects of the movie, our discussions getting heated - in a fun way.
Bella snuggled into my side and I could see her eyelids begin to drop. I kissed her forehead before turning off the TV and wrapping the blanket around the both of us.
"I love you, baby," I whispered in her ear before shutting off the light and drifting to a deep sleep.
Bella and I slept very late the next day, nearly until noon. It was just impossible to end the moment. Tangled up in each other's arms, the soft sheets keeping our bodies united underneath. The waves softly crashed outside, the seagulls chirping with excitement all around.
I opened my eyes, just admiring her in all her glory. Her lips were slightly pursed, her hair thrown about in all different directions. I smiled and lightly stroked my fingers across the subtle trail of freckles sprinkled around her nose. She batted her thick lashes before slowly opening her eyes, love and happiness immediately present in them upon looking at me.
I found my other hand slowly twirling a strand of her hair through its fingers, marveling in the silkiness. The familiar scent of strawberries buzzed around my nose. This is home.
"Good morning, my love," I mumbled before kissing the tip of her nose. She smiled and buried her face against my chest, something I could never get enough of. It was adorable. I felt her eyelashes flutter against my skin and chuckled.
"Good morning," she breathed into my neck, her sweet breath fanning across my skin and making my hairs stand on end. The effect she constantly had on me was truly astounding.
"Would you like to go for a morning swim in the indoor pool?"
"Did Alice pack me a swimsuit? I don't even own my own."
"Yes, she said she packed you one that she's never worn, it doesn't fit her."
She smiled and nodded before trailing her fingers back and forth across my stomach, gazing into my eyes. She looked so radiant, so happy. I smiled before leaning forward and peppering her collarbone with tiny kisses. Her hand found its way onto my scalp, massaging it tenderly as I assaulted her neck with my mouth. I kissed her skin slowly, running my tongue lightly across, tasting her sweetness. She moaned at the sensation I left, arching her back a smidge. I smiled against her before crashing my lips to hers forcefully, showing her how much I desire her. Our hands began running laps up and down each other's bodies as our tongues battled for dominance. My cock grew hard instantly, loving everything about this woman.
"Bella," I groaned. I really wanted to make love to her again, but I didn't want to push her. She could be sore, or not ready to do it again so soon.
"What?" She grinned before dancing her fingers just below my belly button. She was teasing me.
She reached forward and kissed across my jawline. My breathing became ragged. Maybe she does want to do it, too.
I decided to take it up a notch, reminding myself to pay attention to her actions. I would only continue if she was willing. She was progressing so much mentally, and I didn't want to ruin that at all.
I kissed her again, hard, before slowly fanning my fingers down her belly button and to her pussy. Her breathing grew uneven and loud.
"Say the word and I'm yours again, baby," I whispered in her ear.
"Touch me, Edward," she moaned in such a sexy way, my cock throbbed with anticipation. I sucked her neck as I rubbed my fingers against her clit softly. Her skin was so soft, so delicate under my touch. She hissed in pleasure, scratching her fingernails across my bare back. I kept a steady rythym as I rubbed her, and she rocked her hips against my hand. Her skin was becoming hot, leaving my lips warm where they stayed against her neck. Her pussy felt so good against my hand, like it belonged there.
I gently entered two fingers inside her, nearly cumming at the amount of wetness. My fingers were absolutely covered in her juices, indicating that I was really pleasing her. I smiled, feeling pride as I rubbed my fingers in and out of her.
"Ah, Edward, that feels amazing... oh, my God! Keep going, yes, Edward, yes..." her sweet voice yelling for me was something I would never get tired of. I felt her walls begin to clamp around my hand before they collapsed. She moaned continuously, her wetness completely drenching my fingers.
"I could watch you cum for me all day, baby, you're so breathtaking," I whispered in her ear before taking her earlobe into my mouth, sucking with force. She groaned as she reached into my boxers and began massaging my cock, sending vibrations throughout my body. She touched me so perfectly, her soft hands around my shaft so amazing. I lived for the sight of the lust in her eyes when she looked at my cock.
She took my cock in her mouth suddenly, and I chirped my appreciation as I watched her full lips wrap around my shaft, rubbing me quickly. She brought her big brown eyes up to meet mine, gazing at me huskily while she sucked me off. Her brown orbs were on fire with passion. I could see the sexual desire burning in them. I couldn't get over how fucking hot she looked when she looked me in the eye while her mouth claimed me.
I quickly sat up and put her on her stomach, the desire to take her from behind so strong. She willingly arched her back for me, and I placed a few slow, hot kisses on her luscious, firm ass before entering her. I kissed up and down the length of her back as I fucked her, listening to her cries of pleasure fan out all around us. I loved the way her ass naturally bounced when I hit it with my hips. Her body was so fucking gorgeous, I have never been with anyone nearly this delicious.
She came rather quickly, yelling my name as I reached up and played with her nipples, continuing to pound into her. After a few more minutes, she began to cum again, and I couldn't hold it in any longer as I busted inside of her.
I pulled the condom off as she flipped onto her back, so she could look into my eyes. She was wearing a prideful smile, her hair sticking up from the static electricity. I didn't need anything else in this world, but the beauty of this woman.
"I'll never get used to that," I groaned as I cupped her tiny face in my hands and kissed her softly. I felt her smile against my lips, and I knew I was the luckiest fucker in this world.
Bella and I returned home later that day, the smiles on our faces so bright the sun would be jealous. We ate dinner with the family, and Alice kept sending us knowing smirks. Did we really make it that obvious? Probably. But I couldn't bring myself to care. After dinner, Bella went upstairs to write. She had a twinkle in her eye, and I knew her entry would be positive, something that wasn't often, but not unusual as of late.
I gave her some privacy and decided to play some video games to pass the time. After about an hour, I got bored and decided to annoy her.
I knocked on her bedroom door, and she yelled for me to come in. She was seated at her desk, smiling at me. She'd changed into black shorts and a white tank top, her hair piled into a messy bun on the top of her head, small tednrils dangling softly around her face. She was so gorgeous, so naturally. I was constantly dumbfounded by her beauty.
"I missed you," I chuckled, sitting on her bed. She giggled, coming to stand in front of me. I plaed my hands on her waist while she wrapped hers around my neck, playing absentmindedly with the little hairs on the back of my neck.
"How's the writing?"
"Better than ever," she mumbled before smiling and leaning in to kiss me. I moved my lips against hers with a sudden urgence - a burn of desire trailing through me.
"Mmm," I sighed as we pulled away. I pulled her onto the bed with me and began showering her jaw and neck with hot kisses. She breathed heavily, wrapping her legs around my waist, pulling me closer.
"Edward," she panted. "Everyone is home."
"Just act like they're not."
"I can't just do that," she chuckled, pushing me away.
I ran my hands through my hair. "I'm sorry. You're far too irresistable for me to ignore."
She laughed, patting my cheek. "I have to go shower."
She hopped up after placing one last kiss on my lips before sauntering into her bathroom. I couldn't help but stare at her ass as she walked away.
I looked aroud her room, feeling at home. Feeling nosy, I crept over to her desk to read her journal entry from today. I knew it was an invasion of her privacy, but I wanted to know exactly what was going through that head of hers.
She wrote about me, and how one simple touch from me could send her system into overdrive. How my lips against her skin made her forget her own name. How I seemed to light up the room without even trying. My heart pounded while I read the words, a smile growing on my face. She truly felt for me the same exact way I felt for her.
I realized that - maybe - if I read some of her other entries, I could have a direct understanding into her thoughts and feelings. She always told her journal exactly what she was feeling, and I was desperate to help her overcome her emotional obstacles. I was running out of ideas, and I needed help. Maybe the journal was the answer to all my problems.
I flipped to a random page, reading the entry. It was from this past August, right before school started. It was a poem... about suicide. I could feel the tears blurring my vision as I read the words, my heart breaking at the idea of my Bella in that much pain. I couldn't believe how tortured she felt - how it seemed as if ending her life was the only answer. I felt like I couldn't breathe - the thought of Bella taking her own life taking my own from me.
"Edward?!" I heard her gasp in anger. I was so caught up in her poetry that I didn't even hear her turn the shower off or come back into her bedroom. She looked at me as if I had betrayed her. I guess I did.
"Bella-"
"What are you doing? How could you?!" She demanded, inching closer and closer. Her eyes were screaming with rage, a heavy scowl on her face.
"Baby, I'm sorry, I wasn't trying to invade your privacy like that-"
"Well, you did! What the fuck, Edward? I've never given you permission to read my journal. That's personal information. Why did you do that?" She snapped, her voice rising a few octaves.
"I was just trying to help you," I breathed. How could I make her understand? I needed her to, though. I couldn't stand the fact that she was mad at me. Bella has never argued with me like this before and it was tearing at my heart.
"Help me how? By betraying my trust? Get out of my room, Edward."
"Bella, love, please just listen to me, please. I just figured it would help me understand you so I can help you get better, I know I should have asked, I'm so sorry, baby." I was pleading, my eyes searching hers. I needed her to realize that my intentions were good, my execution was just terrible.
"Yeah, you should have asked. Please, go away."
"Love-"
"Go!"
I sighed, defeated. I nodded and offered her a sad smile before I whispered another apology and exited her room, my heart shattering in my chest. I was supposed to be there for her, to never hurt her. But I did the exact opposite. How could I be so fucking stupid? How could I betray her like that?
She didn't come out of her room the rest of the night. I couldn't stand the fact that she was angry with me. I tried to keep myself busy by doing homework or listening to music, but my thoughts consisted of nothing but her. I needed to apologize. To make this right.
Around midnight, I crept to her room and knocked on the door.
"Come in," her soft voice was barely audible. I shuffled inside and found her laying in bed, looking at the ceiling.
"What do you want, Edward?" She huffed in annoyance, keeping her eyes fixed on the ceiling.
"Can I talk to you? I just want to explain myself."
"You have 1 minute. Go."
I sighed and sat at the foot of the bed. "I'm so sorry, Bella. I regret doing that. It's just that... I'm so desperate to make you happy, to help you get rid of the pain weighing on your shoulders. I figured that if I could see into your head, that's how I could help. I know it was fucked up, but I just want to be there for you."
She gazed at me, and I could see her anger crumbling. She sighed in defeat. "You already are here for me."
"But, it will never be enough in my eyes. Not until you're truly, 100% happy."
"That doesn't give you the right to read my journal."
"I know, baby, I'm so sorry. I never wanted to betray your trust like that. I promise it will never happen again. I really hate that I upset you."
She looked down in her lap, biting her lip. "The stuff I've written in there... I never wanted you to read it. It's terrible, embarrassing... humiliating. Do you really think I wanted you to see that side of me, ever?" She looked up at me, tears falling down her flushed face. I wiped them with my thumb, cupping her cheek.
"I know. But, I love every side of you, Bella. You never need to feel embarrassed around me, especially about your past."
"I'm not sure if that's possible."
I sighed, offering a sad smile. "It will take time."
"Don't be nervous, dear, I promise that they will love you just as much as we do." I heard Mom's voice outside Bella's bedroom as I was about to go downstairs. I knocked before entering and found Bella and Mom sitting on Bella's bed. Bella was surrounded with clothes, and she wore an anxious expression on her face. She bit her lip in nerves, twiddling her thumbs in her lap.
Today was Thanksgiving, and we were having dinner at Grandma and Grandpa Cullen's house, which was in Hoquiam, about 2 hours away. I had told Bella a few days ago that we would be spending the holiday there, and she had been a nervous wreck ever since.
"Edward! There you are. Please, tell Bella that she has nothing to fear," Mom demanded as I sat on the foot of the bed, grabbing Bella's hand and sighing.
"I wouldn't bring you there if I felt that they wouldn't like you, Bella."
She kept her eyes cast downward as I reminded myself to stay patient and attentive. Those were a few words that Dad expressed that I needed to show Bella during this time in her recovery. He was beginning to look into therapy for her, but she does not know yet. I had a strong feeling that she would not be on board with going, and that she would feel as though she is doing something wrong for us to suggest it. As much as I loved her, it was very hard to make sure she was not in emotional pain. She had a sense of guilt and anxiety that she stayed latched onto, as if she was still living with Phil. It broke my heart, and it caused me a great deal of pain to watch her suffer, but I had no clue what to do. I felt so useless. I couldn't even scare the demons surrounding the one I love most.
"I know, and I'm sorry, I just have never met very many people in my life," she mumbled.
"No need to be sorry, Bella. I assure you, they are very great people. They will absolutely adore you, just like the rest of us," Mom cooed and kissed Bella's cheek softly. She smiled a real, genuine smile, basking in the love from Mom. I knew Bella loved my Mom, she's said so many times that she's just like her own. She makes my Bella feel safe and secure.
"Thank you guys," she smiled.
"Bella! Get in here, now! We have 2 hours until we have to leave and I still need to do your hair and makeup!" Alice's mighty voice bellowed from down the hall. I smirked as Bella rolled her eyes, giggling and sauntering into Alice's room.
"Alice is completely overbearing, Mom, you need to have a talk with her," I joked as I grabbed my clothes and headed into my bathroom for a shower.
"Edward?" Mom called sweetly, still sitting on my bed.
"Yeah?" I turned back around, plopping next to her.
She grabbed my hand and smiled, her light brown eyes sparkling with pride. "I just want to let you know that I'm proud of you. You've changed that girl's life, you know that? I know you feel helpless, because she's still in pain, but at least she is safe and getting happier. Without you, she may not even be alive at the moment. I know you don't want to hear that, but I want you to understand how much good you have done. I can see that you feel like you're not helping her enough. I don't want you to ever feel that way."
I knew Mom was right. I did everything in my power to pull Bella out of her old life ever since I began to fall for her. I persisted, determined to make her mine, determined to make her happy.
But, it will never be enough, in my eyes. Because, Bella deserves to be nothing but happy. No nightmares, no fear, no panic attacks, no issues of self confidence or self assurance. I was driven to change all of that, but I had to stay patient. Things like that did not happen overnight.
Moreover, the fact that Mom saw a lot in me filled my pride, showing me that I have definitely made progress in my quest of changing Bella's life for the better. I hugged her, kissing her cheek.
"Thank you, Mom."
"She's the one for you, isn't she, Edward?"
I rubbed the back of my neck, smiling like a lovesick puppy. "Yeah, I'm going to spend the rest of my life with her. I just know it. I can't see it any other way."
"Then show her that, honey. It will be worth it." She patted my knee affectionately before getting up to leave the room. Before opening the door, she turned back around and said "oh, and, Edward? I'm very happy that she is the one for you. I love her the way I love you and Alice."
She walked away then, smiling and shutting the door to my room behind her. I smiled the entire time I was in the shower, the feeling of being in love never ceasing to exist. I felt it in everything I did, in every move I made. I would never be able to live without her.
I waited downstairs, watching football with Dad while we waited for the girls to finish getting ready. We could hear Alice and Bella upstairs, listening to music loudly and laughing about God knows what as Alice flooded the room with makeup, clothes, and shoes. I didn't understand why she treated dinner with our family as a New York fashion show, but it made her happy, so I didn't question it further.
Finally, Mom emerged in a dark green cocktail dress, matching Dad's green tie. I wondered if Bella and I were supposed to match.
Alice came skipping downstairs in a black sweater dress and tall, black heels, silver bracelets rattling against her tiny wrists. Bella came down after, blushing and looking as stunning as ever in a brown cocktail dress with a tan cardigan over top and matching tan flats on her little feet. She wore a gold necklace with gold earrings, and light makeup on her face, mostly neutral tones to bring out the depths of her eyes. Her hair was completely straight, something I have never seen, but really loved. It made her look very mature, like a sexy business woman. I kept imaginig her in glasses, sitting at a desk in a tiny black skirt...
"Edward, time to go," Mom called, and I shook my head as Bella giggled and grabbed my hand, following the others to the car.
"You look perfect, love," I praised as I kissed her temple.
We took Dad's Mercedes. Alice, Bella and I played games on our phones and laughed the entire ride. Mom and Dad were quiet, but they were both smiling and holding hands up front.
Bella didn't look as tense as she was this morning, and I wondered if Alice had talked the nerves out of her while they got ready together.
We finally arrived to the house, the black gate open, awaiting our arrival. Alice squealed as she hopped out of the car and ran inside. Grandma and Grandpa just adored her and babied her to death. She was rather spoiled around here.
Bella gulped as she stepped out of the car and began helping Mom carry things from the car.
"Don't worry, baby, I promise it will be great," I whispered in her ear as we walked inside.
Grandma and Grandpa immediately came over, showering us in hugs and kisses.
"Grandma, Grandpa, this is my girlfriend, Bella," I introduced.
"Bella, what a pleasant little thing you are! I am so happy to meet you," Grandma chimed before gathering my Bella in her arms, hugging her fiercely and swinging her back and forth. Grandma was energetic, it was definitely where Alice got it from.
"Thank you, Mrs. Cullen, it's very nice to meet you," she uttered bashfully, blushing. She tucked a strand of hair behind her ears.
"Bella, welcome to our home, come, sit, what would you like to drink?" Grandpa placed his hand on the small of her back gently and ushered her into the family room, where a fire was lit in the fireplace and football was on the TV. Bella sat in the corner of the black L shaped couch, Alice and me by her side.
"We have coffee, tea, apple cider, orange juice, milk, and soda," Grandma listed off.
"Grandpa, you gotta give her some of your hot apple cider!" Alice declared, taking off her shoes and plopping her feet onto the coffee table, clearly getting comfortable.
Everyone took turns in and out of the kitchen, all of us cooking the meal together. Mostly, Grandma and Mom did the work, but we all helped when we could. Bella was thrilled to play with Oliver, Grandma and Grandpa's affectionate Corgi. He crawled all over Bella all day, kissing her face and making her squeal in delight. I realized that she probably has not played with a dog in years, if she ever even has. He seemed to make her very calm and happy, and I made a mental note to talk to Mom and Dad about the possibility of getting a dog for her. Maybe for Christmas...
"Isn't he just great?" Grandma asked Bella as she played tug of war with a rope with Oliver. Bella was laughing, joy evident in the sound of it.
"He really is. I love dogs, and he is something special," Bella sang, clearly smitten with him. It was adorable.
"You should see the things he does! He's a sneaky little thing. For example, I had a barbeque last year with the neighbors. When we werent looking, Oliver took all the hot dogs off the table and hid them in random places throughout the entire house! He would go around for days and find new ones and eat them up! I just couldn't find any of them, the little bastard!" Grandma howled with laughter right along with Bella.
"Stories like that make me really want one one day. They're just so funny," Bella giggled.
Grandma and Bella sat on the couch and talked about dogs for another thirty minutes straight, completely lost in their own world. I was extremely glad she was fitting in so well with my family. It was very important to me.
At 4 P.M., dinner was on the table. It smelled absolutely incredible, and I couldn't help but load my plate with basically everything. Turkey, mashed potatoes, sweet potatoes with marshmellow and brown sugar on top, green bean casserole, stuffing and Hawaiian rolls.
"I just want to say how happy I am that you all could make it. Also, Bella, you are a wonderful addition to our family. Thank you for being here tonight," Grandpa called while we all raised our glasses and toasted to the good times.
We chatted about normal things during dinner, mostly gossip and politics. Grandpa told stories of his time in the Korean War as an engineer. We ate plenty of helpings of food, completely full by the end. I didn't even want to think about food for the rest of my life.
We decided to play 500 Rummy after dinner, sipping coffee and listening to the football games softly in the background. Bella didn't know how to play, but she got the hang of it after a few rounds.
As always, Grandpa won the game. I swear, he cheats somehow. After cards, Mom and Grandma put an apple pie and a pumpkin pie in the oven, and the smell woke me up from my food coma. Maybe I have enough room for a little dessert...
"Guys, Jasper just sent me a text. His parents are leaving tonight around 9 and staying overnight in Seattle because they're doing a bunch of Black Friday shopping tomorrow. Him and Rosalie want us and Emmett to spend the night and get fucked up, what do ya say? It's gonna be a birthday party for Emmett, since his birthday was 2 days ago." She wore a wicked smile on her face, whispering so our parents wouldn't hear from the kitchen.
I looked at Bella, giving her the right to choose. I would gladly stay home in bed with her if that's what she wanted to do instead.
But, she was smiling, and she seemed rather excited. "Sounds fun, I'm in."
We arrived back to Forks around 8. We informed Mom and Dad of our plans to stay overnight at Rosalie and Jasper's, and they let us go without an issue. I even saw Mom smirk and wink at Dad as we were walking out of the house. Ew...
"We're here!" Alice screamed throughout the Hale house.
"Basement!" We heard Emmett's deep voice booming in response. We headed downstairs and found Jasper and Emmett playing foosball while Rosalie watched from the couch, sipping on white wine.
"Hey, guys, Happy Thanksgiving!" Emmett exclaimed and paused the game in order to give all 3 of us bone-crunching hugs, lifting us off the ground. I was secretly grateful, my back was killing me all day from being in the car but Emmett cracked it right out of me.
We said 'happy birthday' to Emmett, and prepared a shot of tequila for him. We pretended it was a birthday cake, and we all sang "Happy Birthday." Instead of commencing the song by blowing out candles on a cake, Emmett commenced it by taking his shot.
"Now that you guys are here, we're ready to play flip cup," Jasper suggested as Rosalie pulled a plastic table from the supply closet and unfolded it, placing it in the center of the entertainment room of their basement.
"Flip cup?" Bella repeated, question reigning in her voice.
"Yeah, it's a fun game, and gets you really fucked up. 3 people stand on one end of the table, and 3 on the other. Those are the 2 teams. After counting down, the 2 people from each team on the right end of the table chug their drinks, and then they have to put their empty cups on the edge of the table and flick it so it flips over and lands on its rim. Once they make it land successfully, the person next to them can chug their drink and do the same thing. Whichever team gets done first, wins. It's a race."
Bella scowled in confusion. I chuckled and ruffled her hair playfully before grabbing a solo cup and filling it a quarter way with wine. We always played that way. I gave it to Bella and then filled my own.
"It's easy, Bella, just one round and you'll understand," Rosalie assured. Bella nodded in determination.
"Why don't we make it interesting? Every member of the losing team has to take a shot of patron," Emmett declared as he pulled the bottle from his overnight bag.
"Oh, you're so on! Boys VS. girls?" Alice suggested, and we were on board. Rosalie played music through her bluetooth speaker, the basement flooded with noise of mindless dance beats and our laughter.
We stood across from our significant others, Bella and I were first to drink. Rosalie counted down, and we both began chugging. I finished a few seconds before her, and was determined to keep the lead. We both continuously flipped our cups. Shockingly, Bella's landed on its rim before mine, which gave Rosalie the okay to chug and start flipping her cup. Finally, mine landed, and Emmett chugged his drink in no time next to me. However, Alice was already flipping her cup, and the girls won when it landed on its rim.
"YES!" They all cheered in unison, hugging and jumping up and down in excitement as us guys groaned. Rosalie smirked and pulled shot glasses out of a cabinet from the bar, filling them to the brim with tequila. I gulped. Tequila and I were never close friends, but I committed to the dare and wouldn't back down.
After we took our shots, Emmett suggested we smoke some pot before continuing any more of the drinking games. We made mixed drinks to sip on while we smoked. I made Bella and I vodka and orange juice. She loved it, and began drinking it faster than she should have been. I reminded her to slow down so she wouldn't puke, but she seemed too excited to stop.
Emmett packed the bowl for the bong and began passing it all around.
"Guys! I just got the best idea!" Alice blurted after exhaling a cloud of smoke and passing the bong to Jasper beside her.
"What is it, babe?" He asked.
"This Summer, after graduation, us 6 should go on a vacation! Somewhere totally awesome, like renting a beach house for the week or something! How fun would that be? We can each throw in some money. It wouldn't be too expensive with all of us chipping in."
We all praised Alice for her great idea, all except Bella. She sighed sadly and chugged the rest of her drink before walking over to the bar and pouring herself another.
I followed after her, sensing her change in mood. "What's wrong, baby?"
"Nothing." She bit her lip, looking downward.
"Tell me, it's okay." I placed my hands on her hips.
She shrugged, still not looking at me. "I can't go on a vacation with you guys."
"Why not?"
"I don't have any money to chip in."
I scoffed, rolling my eyes. "Please, Bella. You think that's an issue? I will glady throw money in your place. I obviously want you there. We all do."
She shook her head. "No, I don't want you to do that for me."
"I'm your boyfriend, that's what I'm supposed to do. Take care of you. And I love doing it. I always will."
"You shouldn't have to constantly take care of me and make sure I'm okay. I should be able to do that on my own."
I sighed, grasping both her hands in mine. She looked up at me, sadness was evident in her eyes. "You haven't had the chance, Bella, and that's not your fault. You are free to do what you want, now, and I will continue to help you along the way. I will always provide for you, baby, no questions asked. But, I will also support you wanting to provide for yourself. I want you to live the life you want to live, now that you can."
She smiled up at me, and kissed me briefly. "You're amazing, do you know that?"
I shrugged and offered her a wink before walking back to our friends, refilling my cup with more alcohol. Alice and Rosalie were playing on Alice's phone, already researching fun places to go. We smoked a few more bowls between the 6 of us, before deciding to take a break from the weed for a little. We were all insanely high. We played another round of flip cup. This time, Jasper said the teams should be the Cullen's VS. everyone else.
"You're one of us, Bella, that means you're on our team," Alice pulled her next to us, and Bella was smiling widely, happiness radiating off her.
Sadly, the 3 of us lost, and had to take tequila shots. Between the wine we were chugging for the game, the mixed drinks I drank while we smoked, and the tequila shots, I was feeling drunk. Everything in the room seemed to spin, and I was sweating. I took off my dress shirt, leaving me in a wife beater. I saw Bella eyeing me up, and I sent her a wink. She blushed and took a shot.
She had to be more drunk than me. Her face was red and she was swaying a bit. A random pop song came on, and the 3 girls began dancing wildly around the room, singing the words and laughing together. They drunkenly moved their hips and held their cups in the air as they acted a fool. Us guys just stood on the sideline, watching as Jasper rolled up 2 hefty joints.
"Hypnotize" by Biggie Smalls came on, and it was amazing to see all 3 girls rap the entire song perfectly. I knew Bella appreciated old school hip hop, but I didn't know how much. It was hilarious to see innocent little Bella getting down to Biggie Smalls.
She made her way across the room to me, but fell in her drunken state. I rushed over to help her up, but she was just cracking up. I smiled and kissed the tip of her nose as I held her close.
"You're a funny little thing when you're drunk," I chuckled.
"I hope Biggie would be proud," she slurred.
"Biggie would be absolutely amazed."
"Guys!" She called, getting everyone's attention. "We need to take a shot in honor of Biggie. RIP!"
"Sure, drunky," Emmett teased and filled 6 shot glasses with Jameson. I was never much of a fan of whiskey or rum, but I was too fucked up to care. I could feel the alcohol and the weed battling for dominance in my foggy brain. I couldn't decide which one was taking over, but I was pretty messed up.
We stepped outside to puff on the joints. It was probably cold out, but we were all too drunk to notice. The cool air felt miraculous against my sweaty skin.
When we came back in, we were all sufficienty fucked up. We were stumbling around, laughing loudly and acting insanely carefree. Rosalie made a playlist of songs to party to. Jasper brought down one of his strobe lights, we turned off the lights, and danced for hours. We paraded around the room for at least 2 hours, acting like complete idiots. Emmett and Alice had a breakdancing competition at one point, and seeing the moves they created was hilarious. Bella and I goofily danced around one another all night, kissing in between songs and jokingly slow dancing to fast rap music. I was having such an amazing time, I never wanted this night to end. I needed these 5 people more than anything in the world.