I am so, so, so sorry to anyone who has this story on alert and may have been waiting for another chapter. A lot has happened in my life, and I have only just finished getting everything back together and sorted. That being said, I hope to update more frequently. Not sure how often but every couple of days, maybe? Or perhaps once a week. I will let you all know when my update schedual is sorted :)
I hope you enjoy this chapter. This story is not already written, I write and upload as I go. Although I think I might try and write as much as I can so all I need to do is go over them and then post.
*I do not have a BETA, so all mistakes are mine*
Disclaimer: Stephenie Meyer owns all things Twilight.
I finish work at 5pm and make my way home. Edward messaged me during the day after our lunch break and told me that we're going out tonight and he'll pick me up at 6:30. This gave me an hour and a half to get home and get ready. I can do that, easily.
I walk in the house and see Jasper - Alice's boyfriend - sitting on the couch. I giggle to myself, he doesn't know what happened on that couch. Alice walks out and sees me.
"Hey Jasper," I giggle some more, "Is that couch comfy?"
"Oh!" Alice gasps and runs over to Jasper, quickly pulling him off the couch.
"What's going on?" Jasper said, amused.
"Bella and Edward had sex on that couch!" Alice says and she has a horrified expression on her face.
I can't help but laugh.
"Alice, that's gross and all. But so have we."
This time it was my time for a horrified expression.
"Oh, gross guys!" I quickly make my way into the kitchen to get a glass of juice.
Alice walks into the kitchen and sits on the bench.
"So how are things with you and Mr. Edward?" She asks.
I contemplate telling her about our lunch sex, so I do. She applauds me for being so risky and we laugh together.
"He's picking me up at 6:30 for a date. So I need to get ready."
"What are you wearing? Can I help you decide?" Alice clapped her hands together.
You see, Alice is a fashion designer, and whenever an oppurtunity arrises for her to dress someone, she will do all she can to do just that.
I agree, and once I shower, Alice and I stand in front of my closet and try to decide what I'm wearing. Edward said something dressy, but not overly dressy. Alice and I decide on a little black dress with some black pumps to go with it. It's dressy, but not overly. It's also sexy, which is what Alice was going for. Alice said the dress shows off my legs, and the pumps make my legs look even longer.
I quickly put on some makeup, just some light foundation, mascara and lip balm. The door bell rings as I'm putting on the lip balm so I quickly grab my purse and walk as fast as I can in heels, which isn't very fast, out to the front door. Alice is there before me, and she's already talking to Edward. With the horrified expression on her face, I think she's talking about the couch. Edward is laughing, so that's good.
His eyes finally meet mine, and then they travel up and down my body. I feel a tingle all over and already want to jump his bones. I make my way over to him and grab his hand.
"Don't be out too late, but message me if you're not coming home." Alice says and winks at me as we walk out the door.
Edward opens the car door for me, and closes it once I'm in. Who says chivalry is dead?
Edward puts his seat belt on and starts the car and pulls out onto the road and starts driving.
"You look fucking amazing, by the way." He says and looks at my legs out of the corner of his eye.
"Thank you, you scrub up well, too." I joke with him and giggle.
We arrive at a fancy restaurant, and make our way inside. Edward gets our reservations and we're seated next to a large fish tank in the back corner. I wonder if there will be more touching? We can't seem to keep out hands off each other when we're together.
Our waiter comes around and we order our drinks, jack and coke for me and a beer for Edward. Edward seems fidgety and nervous.
"Edward can you please stop fidgeting? You look nervous as hell, what's wrong?" I ask and reach across the table to grab his hand.
"Sorry, I've just never been on a proper date. I also want to take you back to my place and fuck you all night and all morning. But that's all we seem to do, so I want to take some time to get to know more than just your body." He says and smiles at me.
Our drinks arrive and we order our meals, seafood platter for me and a big steak for Edward.
"I'm sorry if this date sucks. I don't know how to go on dates. Being in jail for ten years didn't prepare me for dates." Edward confessed and nearly downs half his beer.
I completel forgot that he had been in jail.
"Edward, the date is going perfect so far. Stop worrying. Are you enjoying being out of jail?" I ask.
"You're kidding, right? Of course I am. I get out of jail and straight away I get to spend most of my days with you. It's great being out." He smiles at me but it isn't his usual smile.
"What's wrong, Edward?"
"Nothing. I just... I don't want you to get scared of me once you find out what I did and why. I don't to scare you away from me. I know we're not together, I'd like to be though."
I stare at him. How many times does he need to be told that he won't scare me away?
"You won't scare me away, Edward. When you're ready to tell me, then you can. Nothing will scare me away." I squeeze his hand and smile.
"Oh, and was that your way of asking me to be your girlfriend?" I ask.
His eyes open wide and his mouth opens a little. He fumbles with his words and I can't help but giggle.
"It's not the ideal way, but yeah I guess so. Will you be my girlfriend?" He asks.
"I'd love to, Edward."
We spend the rest of our date eating our food and talking about our favourite colours, music, food, everything. By the end of the date we know a lot more about each other than we did before the date. Edward pays the bill, ignoring me when I say I will pay it.
We walk out to Edward's car and once again Edward is a gentleman and opens my door, letting me get in before he closes the door. He wastes no time running around and getting in the drivers seat.
After a few minutes of driving in comfortable silence, Edward clears his throat.
"Would you like to come back to my place, or do you want me to take you home?" He asks, looking nervous once again.
"Would you mind taking me home? I don't have a change of clothes and I have work tomorrow."
He smiles at me, "Of course."
We arrive at my place not long after and of course Edward is opening my door before I can do it myself. I'm still not quite sure if I like him opening my door all the time. Every now and then is okay, but I can open my own door. I shrug it off, though. I will get used to it. I have a feeling Edward won't stop doing it.
We walk up to the front door, and before I can grab the handle Edward has turned me around and pulled me against him so our chests are together. He smiles at me before leaning down and pressing his lips to mine. I instantly mold into him, returning the kiss and moving my hands up into his hair.
Our kiss gets heated pretty quickly and I have to pull myself away before I invite Edward in and jump his bones.
"Thank you for taking me out tonight, I had fun." I say and fix my hair so it doesn't look like I just had a wonderful make out session.
"You're welcome, Bella. I will call you, okay?"
I nod and Edward leans down to give me a quick peck on the lips before turning and walking to his car. I smile to myself and wave as he drives off. A man has never looked so good behind the wheel of a car.
I open the door and walk inside, the familiar smell of mine and Alice's apartment hits me and I smile. Alice and I are constantly burning incense, so the house always smells nice. I walk past the lounge room and see Alice and Jasper sitting on the couch together watching a movie, which looks to be Legally Blonde.
"Hey guys, I'm home." I say and stand in the door way.
Alice jumps up and walks over to me with a huge smile on her face.
"So how was the date?" She is way too excited.
"I will just go get changed and then I'll tell you, okay?"
Alice nods her head and goes back to sit down with Jasper. I make my way to my bedroom, kicking my heels off as I enter the room and close the door behind me. Ah, it always feels good to take heels off. I strip out of my dress and change into a pair of grey yoga pants and a black tank top before making my way back to the loungeroom.
"So how was it?" Alice asks,
Jasper is still watching the movie, not even taking any notice of our conversation. I don't mind if he did though, Jasper is a good guy.
"It was great. The food was good and we got to know each other a little bit." I smile.
"No sex this time?" Alice giggles.
"No, Alice. No sex this time. I have to work tomorrow morning." I say and stand up.
"Aw, boo." Alice pouts.
"I'm off to sleep now guys, I will see you in the morning. Night."
They say goodnight and I go into my room. I go into my ensuite bathroom and brush my teeth before crawling into bed. My phone vibrates on my bedside table, indicating that I have a message.
Hey beautiful. I had a good time tonight. Can't wait to see you again. - Edward.
I giggle and type a reply.
Thank you for dinner. I had a good time, too. Ditto x
I set my alarm and snuggle into my bed. It doesn't take long for me to fall asleep, and next thing I know my alarm is blaring. I groan. I know I can't lay in bed for long, so I quickly get up before I fall back asleep. I shower and dry my hair, putting on a little bit of make up after my hair is dry and brushed. I decide to leave my hair down today.
I dress in a knee length pencil skirt and a white blouse, with some black flats. This is my usual work attire, and I like it. It makes me feel sophisticated, even though I am just a journalist assistant.
I grab an apple on the way out of the house and get in my car. The drive to work doesn't take long, it's only a 10 minute drive. I park my car in the employee car park and make my way into the office. I say hi to the people I am familiar with before I make my way into Irina's office.
Irina is my boss. She is tall and blonde. She is gorgeous and if we were the only two people in the world, I would bang her.
"Good morning, Bella." Irina smiles at me and motions for me to sit down in the chair in front of her desk.
"Morning, Irina."
"So I know you haven't been here long, and the big bosses are a little against this opportunity I am about to offer you." Irina says and leans forward a little, resting her elbows on her desk.
"What is it?" I ask eagerly.
Irina laughs lightly, it's almost delicate.
"I would like for you to cover a story, and do an interview for the magazine." Irina says and I try not to squeal with excitement.
"Oh my god, yes! Of course!" I lean forward in my chair and wait for her to continue.
"Okay, no this will be a touchy subject. There is this guy who not long got out of prison for murdering someone ten years ago when he was twenty. He has denied all our requests to interview him while he was in prison, and now that he is out I figure we might as well try again. He murdered a twenty-five year old man, it was horrible, the hearing was huge and really drawn out. It's crazy that he only got ten years, he should have gotten life in prison. But he had some witnesses on his side, and his sister was part of the reason he killed the man."
Irina slides some papers over to me.
I stare.
No.
I gasp.
No.
Printed there on he paper is the name of the person I have to interview and write about.
Name: Edward Cullen.
"Is there something wrong?" Irina asks and looks at me confused.
"Um, N-no." I stutter, feeling like a big idiot.
"Okay, well we will call him tomorrow and see if he will accept an interview." Irina says and stands up from her desk. I follow her lead and we say goodbye before I walk out of her office and to my own desk.
Shit.
The day goes by, and by the end of the day I'm a ball of confusion, fear and worry.
The fact that Edward has in fact murdered a living human being sinks in and my heart starts beating extremely fast while I'm sitting in my car. I need to calm down so I can drive home.
My hand shakes as I try to put the key in the ignition.
"Damn it, get a hold of yourself, Bella." I say to myself, which doesn't help my case because now I'm talking to myself.
Just as I'm about to finally get the key in the ignition, my phone rings and I yelp. I stare at my phone and the caller ID says it's Edward calling. Yikes. What do I do? Do I answer it? He will worry if I don't answer it, then he will call and call until I answer and then will assume something is wrong because I didn't answer the first time and I will probably start hyper ventalating like I am right now.
I take a deep breath and answer the phone.
"Hello?" I say, obviously my brain has decided to pretend I don't know who is calling.
"Bella, hey, how are you?" Edward asks and I freeze.
Do I tell him? I decide not to.
"I'm good, tired from work, but good. How about you?" I reply.
"Full of energy, actually. I have spend the whole day just relaxing. Do you want to get dinner tonight?" He asks.
I look at the clock, it's 4pm. I'm tired, and I don't think I can face Edward tonight, not until I've talked to Alice.
"Um, I'm really tired, Edward. How about breakfast or brunch tomorrow?" I suggest.
"Oh okay, yeah, that sounds good. How about ten o'clock? Do you want to meet at that cafe that we first had coffee at?" He asks.
"Yeah that would be good. I've gotta go now, I'm about to drive home. I will see you tomorrow, okay?" I say and put my seat belt on.
"Okay, Bella. Bye." He says and we hang up. He sounds happy.
I drive home, careful not to go over the speed limit but finding it difficult because I really just want to get home and talk to Alice. Oh God, I hope she's home. I breathe a big sigh of relief when I pull into our house and see her car there.
After grabbing my bag and locking my car, I run inside and find Alice in her clothes design room.
"Bella, are you okay?" Alice looks at me. I'm sure I look like I murdered someone, or I had just witnessed a murder.
"Um, I really need to talk to you before I explode."
We sit down and I tell her everything, how Edward murdered someone, and about Irina giving me the job of interviewing him.
"He murdered someone?" Alice shrieked and stood up. "Bella, seriously. You are hanging with someone that took someone elses life! Are you insane? Are you looking to get yourself killed, too?"
I sigh. I know she's right. Why am I spending time with someone who is a murderer. I am hanging with a murderer. But Edward has mentioned many times that he didn't murder because he wanted to. I don't know the whole story. But something in me really wants to know the whole story.
"I know, Alice. It's stupid, but he has mentioned that he didn't want to kill the guy." I say, trying to calm Alice. But there's no point.
"I don't think it's wise for you to be hanging out with him, Bella. He could kill you, it could even be while you're having sex!"
I snicker. Would be a good way to go.
"Okay, fine, I will do this interview and write up for the magazine and that's it. I need this job, Alice." I say and she nods.
We talk a little bit more about her work and how it's going. There is an awards show coming up, and a few celebrities have already requested dresses from Alice, so she has been stuck at home designing and making. But I don't think she'd have it any other way. Alice loves her job, she loves getting to work with clothes, and she thinks getting to meet celebrities is pretty fun.
Before we know it, it's 6:30pm and my stomach growls. I decide to go and cook us dinner while Alice finishes up with the dress she's making. I decide on spaghetti, because it's easy and simple and it's my favourite.
Alice comes into the kitchen just as I'm putting the spaghetti in bowls. I wash up the stuff I have used to cook, and we both sit at the table and enjoy our meal. We make small talk over dinner, but most of the time it's peaceful. I can't get Edward out of my head, and I'm pretty sure Alice is stressing over one of the dresses she is designing.
After we wash up from dinner, Alice heads back to her designing room so she can continue on the dresses. I make my way into my room and grab the papers out of my bag. I sit at my desk and start reading. I find out that Edward stabbed the guy he killed, multiple times. Seven times to be exact. I go over the information, gasping every now and then when I read certain parts. Edward called the police himself, and willingly went to jail. There is a lot of confusing information. Edward only got ten years because apparently he knew someone in high places, and he said it was self defense. Although, I think he only got ten years because of the person he knows in high places.
My eyes start feeling heavy, and I know that it's time for me to put the papers down and go to sleep.
I dream of Edward's green eyes that night.
I am woken out of my sleep by my alarm. I reach over and turn it off. I feel like I could sleep the whole day away. It's tempting, but I have brunch with Edward this morning and then work at twelve. I sigh and drag myself out of bed and into the bathroom to shower.
Once I've dried myself, I dress in my usual work attire, black pencil skirt and white blouse. I decide to wear a pair of black heels today, and as I walk out the door I put a blazer on over the top.
My heart beats fast as I park my car near the cafe. I can see that Edward is already there, he's seated at a table outside and he's reading the newspaper. I slowly get out of my car and make my way over. I contemplate running back to my car and never seeing Edward again. But I decide against it.
"Hey, sorry I'm late." I say when I reach the table.
Edward stands up and puts his arm out for a hug. I lean in, yelping when I feel Edward slide his hand down to rest on my arse and give it a squeeze.
He leans down so his mouth is next to my ear, "You look stunning in your work clothes, Bella."
I gulp, and hold back a moan. Even if I'm worried sick about telling him that I have been assigned to interview him, he still have the power to turn me on.
I move away from him and we sit down. I'm glad, because I need a level head right now. I order a coffee and a chicken ceasar salad and Edward orders a coffee and an omelet.
"You seem a little on edge, are you okay, Bella?" Edward asks.
I curse myself for him being able to tell. I need to hide my emotions better. Before I can respond his phone starts ringing.
"Sorry, give me a second." Edward says and answers his phone.
"For the last time, no, I will not accept the interview. Stop calling me." Edward hangs up and puts his phone down on the table roughly.
"Stupid magazine has been constantly nagging me for an interview ever since I went to prison. They're still trying."
Shit. Um.
"Uh, Edward?" I put my fork down and try to keep my food in my stomach,
"Yes, Bella?"
"About the interview, it's the magazine I work for. They have assigned me to interview you."
I chance a look up at him, and oh boy he doesn't look happy.
AUTHORS NOTE:
I'm sorry to leave it like that, but I felt like I had to. Please shoot me a review and let me know what you think. And if you'd prefer for the updates to be weekly, or every 3 days.
T. xo