hey there, it's me. back again with another installment of AM. how has everyone been. i know i'm late. the reason being is that i was coming home from school friday-saturday and didnt have time to sit down and update. but do not worry, im not going back to updating rarely. as long as at least one person is reading, i'm going to keep updating every week. i will try to not go longer than two days if i do not update on fridays, meaning the lastest would be sunday.
anyways, enough of me talking. here is chapter 17. please enjoy.
17. Dinner Guest
I listened to the rest of the message. I couldn't believe what I was hearing. I was glad I wasn't drinking anything or something or I think I would have choked in shock. When the message was done, I screamed.
"Bella, what the hell is wrong with you?" he called from the bathroom. I answered with another scream. "Bella…" he said again, but I cut him off.
"Edward, come here." I urged.
"I'm a little busy." He said, reminding me he was in the bathroom. I rolled my eyes. He would be busy at a time like this.
"Hurry up." I urged again. He started to ask something else, but I cut him off before he got too far. "I can't tell you. You have to see for yourself." I told him. I heard him sigh. Then he said okay. I was tapping my foot as I waited. It seems like I was waiting longer than I should have. How long does it take to empty his bladder? I was tempted to just pull him out of there. Then I heard the water hit the sides of the sink, telling me he was washing his hands.
"Now, what is so damn important?" he said as he walked out. I quickly walked over to him.
"Come here." I urged as I grabbed his wrist, which was still wet from the water, and almost rang back to the phone. "Listen to this." I said pressing the repeat button.
"Yes, Mr. Masen. This is Mr. Denali. I believe I called you a week ago. Well, I wanted to call you back about the job opening for Port Angeles Middle School. I tried to call you on the number I called before, but I was unable to reach you…" Edward looked at me as if to say 'told you'. I mouthed words of apology. He rolled his eyes away from me and looked at the machine to pay more attention to what the message was saying.
"Anyways, it was just as predicted; there is no one to match your skills. I think it is safe to say you have the job. But before you start setting up a grade book, there is one more thing you have to do. I would like to come over one to visit your home. It's just to see a few things. You can pick the day that seems to better fit. When you call, I will explain any questions you might have. You can reach me at one of these numbers…" he gave his cell phone number and office number before saying good bye and hanging up.
I was bouncing like a bunny the whole time the message played.I held his hand while I bounced, causing his arm to move with me. It was the only thing of him that was moving. he was a still as a rock. He just stood there, staring at the machine.
"Isn't this great?" I said, hoping he would say something. He didn't. he just looked at me. "It is, isn't it?" I questioned, realizing I sudden stop bouncing.
"I don't know." he said.
I tilted my head to the side in confusion. "What do you mean?"
"I mean, he didn't actually say I had a job." He pointed out.
"No." I stretched out the word. "But he said it was a safe bet."
"And he also said he want to come over."
"So?" I asked.
"What if he sees something he doesn't like? One small thing and he could change his mind. And…" I could tell he was freaking out. he would have went on and on if I didn't stop him. I punched him in the shoulder to get him to stop before making another excuse. "Ow." He complained as he held his arm.
"Stop being so damn pessimistic. There's nothing here for him to see that would make him second guess his decision." I told him.
"There is one thing."
"What?" I asked looking around. I don't know what he was talking about, but I'm sure whatever it was, we could hide it. the house was perfect. Then I looked back at him and he was giving me a look. "Me?" I said, pointing at myself. He gave a slow nod, like he was regretting saying something. "Why the hell would he rethink his decision because of me?" I said getting a little offended.
"I didn't mean to upset you, Bella. it's just…well you are the student I had an affair with."
"I think affair is the wrong word." I mumbled, still offended anyways.
He sighed. "You know what I mean."
It was my turn to sigh now. "Edward, I really don't think that will be a problem. If anything it will help the situation." It seem like if he was still with the person who was his student years ago, it would be a less lightly chance of him doing it again. That was the problem. schools were afraid he would make the same mistake twice. But if they see how much we were in love, I think they would know he wouldn't.
"I don't know…" he said shaking his head.
"Edward, stop. You're the one who said no one called, well he did. That means you already have a better shot at this than any other one. There's nothing to worry about." I said as I threw my arms around his neck. "You are the perfect person for the job with the perfect home. And it helps that you have the perfect girlfriend." I smiled.
He gave a soft smile back and nodded. "I do." I reached up and kissed him on the lips.
"Right. Everything will be fine." I assure him. He started to say something else, but I stopped him with a kiss. "Everything will be fine." I repeated.
He sighed. "You're right. There will be nothing to worry about." He agreed. He kissed me one more time before suggesting we go to bed. I couldn't agree more. I was so tired.
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We spent the next two days cleaning the house. He was determined to have everything perfect. Every time I would sit down, he would walk over to me, tap me on the head, and tell me to get back to work. I felt like I was in the house with Jasper for two days. The only difference was Edward didn't snap a damp towel on my back when I wasn't working.
The other thing would be sleeping in the same bed as Edward, but as soon as we hit the mattress, we were both in a deep sleep.
I would have said something about him working me so hard, but I know he want everything to be just right. He didn't want this guy coming to have any reason not to hire him. I couldn't think of any reason why he wouldn't be hire. But of course, I was thinking from a girlfriend's point of view. However, I honestly didn't see the point this guy coming to the house. I mean, why seeing me or the house have an effect on his decision on rather or not to hire Edward as a teacher? I don't know.
Now that we were done cleaning, I was cooking. It was the night that the guy was coming. I still didn't know how to say his name. I will figure it out when he comes. If not, I could just call him sir. Or I could just smile and nod and not say anything, like the perfect little housewife I think Edward was trying to portray me as.
The reason I was cooking was because Edward thought it would impress him more to have a nice home cooked meal and not take out. Like I said, I think he was trying to pass me off as some kind of Susie Homemaker or something, but once again I didn't say anything. I promised myself I wouldn't stress him out more than he already was, which wouldn't be hard to do.
While I put the potato cubes in the water, I heard his footsteps. I turned to see him pacing back and forward. Every time he would come my way, he would fix something that looked like it was off balance. He's been doing this for hours now it seems like. How long was he going to do that?
I sighed and rolled my eyes as I walked over to him. I grabbed his arms. "I need you to calm down before you run a damn hole in the floor." I demanded.
"I can't. Shouldn't he be here? Maybe I should call him." he said as he reached for the phone.
"No." I said pulling back in front of me. "You told him to be here at eight. It just turned seven thirty. Just calm down." I said, giving him a hard shake.
He took a deep breath. "I don't think I ever been this nervous." He said.
"Just relax. I swear, you're making me nervous." I told him.
"I can't help it."
I sighed. "I know, but being nervous weren't help anyone. So just calm down and be yourself. He would love. He wouldn't have called if he didn't already like you enough to do so. I promise, he will think you were perfect and you will have a job in the fall." I assured him, before I reached up and gave him a small kiss before going back into the kitchen.
It was around 7:50 when everything was in the oven, with just as few minutes later of cooking. "Hey." Edward came in the kitchen. "How's everything going?" he asked.
I turned to him and smiled. "Everything just about done." I said as I took the apron I had on. I put it on because I changed my clothes before I started cooking, and I didn't anything to get on them.
"What are you wearing?" he asked. I looked down. I was wearing a red blouse with black dress pants. I didn't have shoes on, but I figured I could slip some flat on quickly before he came. I was wearing red because he was wearing a red tie. He thought it would be a good idea if we match. I think he was taking this thing way too far. I mean, why the hell should he care if Edward was matching with his girlfriend? If anything, I would think he would think it was corny and that we were trying way too hard. But once again, I was quiet.
I didn't see anything wrong with my outfit, besides the fact I wasn't wearing shoes. "What?" I asked, looking at him.
"Is that what you're wearing?" he asked.
"Yes." I said confused.
"Can you please change?" he asked.
"Why?"
"Because it looks like you're applying for a job, not me." he told me.
"So."
He sighed. "Please just do it Bella." he urged.
I rolled my eyes. "Fine. But just so you know, if you want to keep this whole red theme, I don't really have anything else." I told him.
"You have that red dress Alice got you." He reminded me. I looked at him with wide eyes. Was he serious?
he was talking a dress Alice brought when she went shopping the other day. She gave it to me the day after we came home when she came to visit us. It didn't fit her the way she wanted it to, so she gave it to me. The thing was, the way it was together was a long white ribbon that wrapped around my waist then around my neck. Otherwise, it would be strapless. It fit like the dress I wore on our first date. All that wasn't my problem with it, however.
"Edward, it barely reaches my knees." I told him.
"So. Come on, it looks great on you and it matches better. Besides when she gave it to you, you said you didn't know where you would wear it. It's the perfect chance." He tried to convince me.
"You don't think it would be too short." I asked, still unsure I wanted to wear something like that in front of a guy who was giving Edward a job.
He shook his head. "It will be perfect." He said. Then he brought his hands in a pled.
I rolled my eyes again. I swear, he better get this damn job with all the trouble he's putting me though. Hell, I should even a pay check with how hard I was working tonight. But I know he would probably do the same thing for me if I asked. "Alright, fine. I'll go changed." I said, giving in like I always do.
He walked over to me. he put his hands on my shoulder and his lips to my cheek. "Thank you. Now please hurry." He said.
"I'm going, I'm going." I said as I walked around him. "You better love me for this." I mumbled as I walked out of the kitchen.
"Already do." he called after me as I climbed the stairs.
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Since I had to change my outfit, I had to change everything else as well. That included my hair, jewelry, and the little make up I had on. After I wiped my face clean, I decided to just put on some mascara and strawberry lip gloss which made my lips look rosy pink. I got up and looked into the mirror that was over the short dresser that I turned into a make-up counter.
It was tall enough for me to see myself fully, which I did. I turned slightly to the left and to the right. I was right. This dress was short. It wasn't as short as I thought it was. It did reach my knees. Even with the ribbon around my neck, it still showed a little cleavage, but it wasn't enough to cause trouble. My hair was curled, but I had it pinned up and now that it was down. I did look like some kind of house wife or something. I have to get that thought out my head. That wasn't what Edward was doing. Well, that's what I was telling myself to make me feel better.
"Bella." I heard him call from downstairs.
I sighed. "Show time." I mumbled in a very bitter tone. I did support this, but… I don't know, I guess I was having second thoughts about this whole thing; I still didn't see the point of it all.
I grabbed my small heart earrings on my way out the door. I put them in as I walked down the stairs.
When I got to the base, I saw Edward talking to a guy. I heard him offer to take his coat. The guy gave it to him. When he turned around, he saw me. he looked at me up and down and smiled. "Who is this beautiful creature?" he asked Edward.
Edward turned and looked at me. "This is Bella." he said smiling as well. "Bella, this is Mr. Denali." Edward introduced him
He turned to him. "Please, Edward, you make me feel like some kind old man. I told you to call me Eleazar." He said with a chuckle.
"Right." Edward nodded. I could tell he was still nervous. I smiled at Edward, remaining him to calm down.
I walked over to them. "Nice to meet you." I said with a polite smile. Eleazar held his hand out to me. I didn't take right away like any other time. I saw Edward give me a look on the side of my eye. I held in the strong urge to roll my eyes as I took Eleazar's hand.
I had to admit, I was kind of done shaking hands with guys. Each time I do, they think its okay to kiss my hand. I hated that. And I can't say I do because that would be rude. But come on, it's only so many times that could happen before it was extremely annoying. This guy was no expectation.
I couldn't help put on a frown once he kissed my hand. I saw Edward give me that look again. I quickly changed my face into the smile. When he pulled away, I did a very small curtsy. This damn dress was making me curtsy? I'm sure Edward enjoyed that. "Welcome to our home." I said.
His eyes widen slightly. "You live here with Edward?" he asked.
I nodded. "Yes sir."
He turned to Edward. "I don't remember you mentioning you were married." He assumed.
"We're not." Edward corrected.
"Mmm…interesting." The guy mumbled under his breath as he looked around the house. Okay, I think I see Edward's point he was trying to make a few days ago.
"Bella, will dinner be ready soon?" Edward said. I looked at him. I could tell he was trying to change the subject. And I see his reasoning. Living with a girl and you two aren't married, probably isn't the best look.
I nodded to him. "In fact it should be…" I was interrupted by ding that came from the kitchen. I turned to the sound then turn back to them. "That's it now. Follow me, please." I told them as I turned away and started walking to the kitchen.
"So what are we having?" Eleazar asked as we enter the kitchen. Edward brought a third chair so all of them would be matching. Both of them sat at the table as I received the pan from the oven and the bowl from the microwave.
"Meatloaf and mashed potatoes. I hope that's okay." I said as I set them both on the table in the middle next to the bowl of salad that was already there.
"It's fine. I love meatloaf." Eleazar said as he placed a napkin in his lap. I smiled as I sat in the only chair left which was between both of them. To be honest, I didn't feel comfortable about that. I don't know what it was, but it was something about this guy I really didn't like. Maybe it had something to do with the comment he made so slightly about me living with Edward. And it might have something to do with fact that he called me beautiful, which wouldn't be so bad if he wasn't eyeing my exposed chest and legs.
If something like either one of those things keep up, it might be a very long night.
We sat and ate. Well they ate…and talked. They talked mostly about the school. That was good. That meant there was a very good chance he had the job.
I really didn't feel like eating. I stared at my plate as I pushed food around on it with my fork. The most I did was take very small bits. It was my stupid pill messing with my stomach again. Even though I don't take them like I use to, they still have the same affect like I do.
"Bella, would it be too much of a bother to ask for something to drink?" Eleazar asked me. I looked at him and gave him a soft smile. I shook my head.
"Not at all. I think we have a bottle of red wine." I said getting up from my chair. I went to the cabinet where we kept alcohol. When I opened it, I was right. We did have one bottle of wine. I pulled it out. I placed it on the counter go I could grab two glasses. I opened it and took it to the table. "It's not cold. Sorry." I said as I place a glass in front of Eleazar.
"It's fine." he said. I nodded and poured him a glass.
I turned to Edward. "Would you like some?" I asked.
He shook his head. "No thank you." He said to me.
"Come on, Edward. It won't hurt to have one glass." Eleazar said as set his on the table after taking a drink from it. I notice more than a slip was gone. Edward looked at me. I gave a slight shrug.
"Okay, why not?" he said to me. I poured him a half a glass and handed it to him. "Thank you, Bella." he said taking a small slip. I nodded as I sat down.
"Bella, won't you have some?" Eleazar asked.
I turned to him and shook my head. "Red wine gives me a headache." I told him. he nodded as he cut into his food again.
We continued to eat. It was in silence, which I was happy for. I didn't feel like I didn't have anything to say about what they were talking about. But the silence was broken. "So, Bella, Edward never mentioned what it is you do." he said.
I swallowed what was in my mouth before talking. "I'm still in school." I said for the second time in my life. This time, I was telling the truth. At least a little bit more than the first time.
"College, correct?" he asked.
I nodded. "Yes, sir." I answered.
"Fascinating. I remember my days as Stanford. What year are you, dear?"
"I'm graduating sometime in the summer, I hope." I told him.
He nodded. "So what is your major?"
"English." I answered automatically.
He looked up at me. "English?" he questioned.
I nodded. "Yes sir."
He turned to look at Edward. "Don't you teach Mathematics?" Edward nodded. "And you didn't try to persuade her into majoring into something similar to that?" he asked him. Where he was going with this, I wonder.
"No, because I see how much she loves different Literature."
Eleazar shook his head. "I didn't mean anything by it, if that's what you are thinking. It just seems to make more sense for her to major that so you two would have something to talk about." He said. I looked at him with a cocked eyebrow. What did that mean? He looked at me and smiled. "I mean, my wife and I are both in education so we have so much to talk about. What do you and Edward talk about, Bella?" he asked me.
"We have plenty to talk about." I answered.
"Yes, Bella writes. We talk about that." Edward said.
"That's cute. What do you write, love stories and poems, or anything else you as a woman can pour her emotions out without being a bother to dear Edward here?" he asked me. That was a little insulting.
I fixed my face so it didn't look like I was. I nodded. "Some are stories, yes. But I like to write other things as well. I told him.
"Tell me, Bella, what would like to do this major of yours. Become an author, I'm assuming; maybe even a songwriter." He said.
"Why would you assume I would be considering only those two career choices?" I couldn't help ask.
"Why, isn't obvious?" he asked. Apparently not to me if I asked him. "Because those are the only two good, well-paying jobs an English major is able to get." He answers.
I had to force myself to keep the feeling shocked off my face. If he thought that, I'm sure he would a field day saying something like that to Alice, the fashion major.
I smiled at him, forcefully of course. "Actually, I would like to be an editor."
He nodded before taking a slip of his wine, more than a slip. "That's perfect. There are a lot of woman editors and it doesn't pay all that much. I mean what woman really needs that much of a well- paying job when she has a man to look after her?" He said as he put a fork full of food in his mouth. That was insulting. I looked at Edward to see if heard that. He rubbed my arm. 'It's okay.' he mouthed. "But if I may voice my option…" why not, he's been doing it so far with request, I thought sarcastically. "You are a descent writer, I'm sure, however, I do believe you will make a great housewife and a wonderful mother of six." he continued.
I gave a small cough because of shocked. Really? I was glad I was taking small bits of my food because I would choke more than I already did. "Six? As in children?" I asked.
He took a slip of his wine. "Or seven. How even many Edward wishes on."
"Excuse me, sir, but I don't wish to have seven children."
He laughed. "That's what all women say." He turned to Edward. "They just need some convincing, right Edward?" he asked. I looked at Edward, daring him to agree.
Edward wisely took another route. "Eleazar, I think it's still a little early to decide something like that." He told him.
Eleazar tilted his head to the side in confusion. "Early?" he repeated with question.
"Yes. As mentioned before, Bella and myself aren't even married." He corrected him.
Eleazar nodded. "Yes, so I've been told. But I honestly don't see why not."
"I don't want to be a wife right now." He turned to me. I continued. "I would like to finish school and start my career before I think about settling down and starting a family." I answered for myself because I doubt Edward knew the real reason.
He turned and looked at Edward. "She's pretty, she's smart, you know, considering." He said with a shrug. Okay, what the hell did that mean? He continued "Not to mention she cooks and by the looks of it, she keeps up a good home. I would lock her down." he said to Edward as if I hadn't even spoken before taking another gulp of wine. I slowly turned to Edward. Now I knew what he meant.
This guy was a sexist pig. He was stuck in the '50's (or whatever the decade was). He expects me to be barefoot and pregnant with Edward's children. How could he even think like this? He couldn't be any older than Carlisle.
I turned to Eleazar. "He does not need to lock me down, sir." I said, as politely as I could.
"Sure he does. No offense, Bella, but women can be like puppies. They have your attention for a second, but as soon as they see something shiny, they get distracted. If you don't put a leash on them, they will get away." He said with a shrug.
I gasped. I can not believe he just said that. "Bella." Edward just said under his breath.
I snapped my head to him. "Edward." I responded through my teeth. Was he seriously going to let him say that crap to me?
Edward gave a small sigh. "Sir, with all due respect, I would appreciate if you didn't refer to my girlfriend as a dog." Edward said.
Eleazar chuckled. "Relax, dear Edward, I wasn't talking about her personally. I was simply referring to her gender as a whole." He said, as if excused what he said.
"Yes, but still…" Edward tried again, but got stopped.
"Well, I'm full." Eleazar said. Wonderful meal, Bella." He praised.
I turned to him and smile. It was hard to smile at him. "Thank you, sir."
"Okay, well how about you and I go to in to the living room?" Edward suggested. He nodded and got up and left the room. Edward was about to follow him. I grabbed his wrist. He looked at me.
"I know you how badly want this, I know how close you are to working again and I know what that means to you, but you cannot work for him. Seriously, Edward, he's a sexist jerk." I hissed at him in a low voice.
"He's not that bad." He tried to excuse him.
"He called me a damn puppy." I snapped in hush tone.
"You are cute like one." He said, with a small smile, telling me he was joking.
I glared at him. Was this really the time to be making jokes? Especially ones like that. "Edward." I said in a warning tone.
"Bella, it will be fine." He said, I rolled my eyes. "Just stick by me, okay? And please don't say anything that might upset him." he said.
I sighed. "You better not leave my side." I ordered him.
He kissed my forehead. "Promise."
"Edward, she's fine in there. Come in here." Eleazar called from the living room. Edward grabbed my hand and told me to come with him. "Oh, Bella, you're joining us." He said as we walked in. I nodded. "In that case, be a dear and get me some more wine." He said.
I looked at Edward. "Be a dear." He repeated. I rolled my eyes. I let go of his hand and walked back into the kitchen and grabbed the bottle. I didn't think he need anymore. He already had two glasses and he was taken them down like they were shots of water or something.
I walked back into the room and they were talking about a picture. When I got closer, I heard them talking about Edward's college years. I was glad they were off the topic that was me. Eleazar turned to me and held his glass to me. "Thank you dear." He said after I poured him the glass. I nodded and set the bottle on the nearest table. I walked over to Edward and grabbed his hand.
I was sticking by him, like he said to do.
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Now we were all sitting in the living room. Edward and I were sitting on the couch and Eleazar was sitting on the piano bench. Him and Edward was talking about something. I think they were joking, because Edward laughing. I was laughing with him. There was no way I could laugh at anything Eleazar was saying. Not after the things he said in the kitchen.
I watched him down his fifth glass. I told Edward we should cut him off, but he said he was fine. I wasn't so sure.
"Will you two excuse me while I used the restroom?" Edward said in the middle of a conversation. Eleazar and I both nodded. Edward turned to me. "Will you be okay?" he asked in a low voice.
I nodded. "I should be fine." I told him in the same matter.
"You sure?"
I nodded again. "Go." I urged him. he said okay before kissed my forehead, then my cheek, then a small peck on my lips.
"Aww, you two are so adorable." Eleazar said.
Edward smiled at him. "I'll be right back." he said as he got up. I watched him as he ran up the stairs. I didn't get why he just use the one that was maybe ten steps away.
I turned to Eleazar and gave a very small smile. I was uncomfortable around him without Edward. "Are you okay, Bella?" he asked me. I nodded. "You seem a little tense." He pointed out.
I shook my head. "I'm not. Why would you think that?"
"You just seem a little…upset ever since the talk in the kitchen."
I shook my head again. "Everyone's entitled to their opinion." I told him. I don't agree with his at all, but everyone was entitled to one.
"So you don't agree?" he assumed. He's been doing that all night. I'm surprised he hasn't been embarrassed about what he said yet.
I shook my head. "I never said that. However, I don't believe it's very open minded of you." I admitted as politely as I could.
"Interesting." He said, drinking his drink. I noticed he was saying that a lot as well.
I smiled. I wanted to get the spotlight off of me. "Umm…yes. You know who's far more interesting than me, Edward. He's was a great teacher when I had him."
He chuckled. "Now dear, I believe you're being a bit bias." He commented.
I shook my head and continued. "It's not just me. Everyone said he was their favorite. There was no one who didn't pass his class with a C or higher." I talked Edward up like he was a priceless diamond and Eleazar was the buyer.
He drank from his drink before talking. "You can stop selling him. He already has the job. Honestly, I made my chose as soon as I tasted your delicious meal." He assured me as he placed his glass next to him.
I gave him a genuine smile. "That's great, you will be lucky to have him." I assured him.
He nodded. "I'm sure. But I don't want to talk about that." he said.
"What would you like to about then?"
He got up and walked over to me. He took Edward spot next to me. he turned to me. "Let's talk about you." He suggested. I smelt nothing but alcohol on his breath. I had to fight not to cough.
"I'm not very interesting. Edward is much more interesting than me." I assured him, trying to get the spotlight off of me again.
"Yes, but we've been talking about Edward all night. I would like to get to know you better." he tucked a strand of hair behind my ear. Without thinking about it, I leaned away from his touch. He dropped his hand. "You're very pretty, Bella." he said.
"Thank you, sir." I said as I made a space between us. He was way too close to me.
"You keep calling me sir, like I'm so much older than you. I don't think I'm that old, do you?" He asked, moving close to me again.
"I don't believe you're much older than Edward's father." I admitted to him. "But, it's simply out of respect, sir." I said, moving away from him again. Again, he moved closer.
"That's interesting. I have something to tell you, Bella."
"Yes?"
"The position is Edward's, without a doubt, but I know way where you can help lock it down. you want to help, don't you?" he said, twirling and un-twirling my hair. I looked at his hand with an uncomfortable look.
I nodded. "Sure. What can I do to help?" I asked, leaning away from him. He turned so his cheek was facing me. he tapped on it with one finger. "You want me to…kiss you?" I choked out in an unsure tone.
"Just one." He said, still tapping his cheek. Oh my goodness. What the hell was with guys? All they want me to do is put my lips on them. Did they think I was some easy chick or something? Who the hell goes around kissing random dudes? Who the hell did they think I was, Lauran Mallory or something?
I leaned more away from him. "I can't do that." I told him.
He turned and looked at me. "Why not?" he asked.
Why not? Why not? What the hell did he mean why not? Maybe because my boyfriend was right upstairs. Maybe because I don't go around kissing random guys. Or maybe because I just didn't want to. I didn't have to explain myself to him. So I didn't answer him. Instead I said. "I should really get started on those dishes." I said. I got up and grabbed the dirty dishes that were left over the dessert of apple pie we had. I couldn't stop my feet from walking away as quickly as possible without running. I wanted to get away from him as soon as possible. He creped me out.
I stood by the sink and watched it fill up with soapy water. I turned off the faucet when it was about half way filled. I figured there was no need to fill it all the way since there were only a few dishes.
I turned around to get the dishes left on the table. When I did, Eleazar was standing behind me. I jumped at the sight. I smelt his breathe again. How the hell did he get that close to me with me noticing? The sound of the running water would explain how he came without me hearing him, but how did I not sense someone behind me?
"Did I scare you?" he asked with a smirk. I choked back my nerves and nodded. He chuckled. "I'm sorry my dear." He said. Something about the smile he was giving me told me he wasn't sorry at all.
"It's okay." I shuddered out. "What are you doing in here?"
He shrugged. "I thought you might need help." He said.
I shook my head. "I've got it. You should really wait for Edward in the living room." I told him. I eased away from the space between him and the counter. I walked to the table, keeping my eyes on him the whole time. The last thing I wanted was to turned around and he was there again.
"I can't but notice how you keep bring up Edward. Bella, do I make you uncomfortable?" he said.
"A little." I admitted. That was a lie. He more than made me a little uncomfortable. He was fucking creepy.
He chuckled. "No need to be." He said, following my motions with his eyes. I wish he would stop staring at me like that. The way he stared wasn't helping his case. I didn't say anything as I walked back over the sink. He took the dishes out of my hand and set them on the counter. I looked at him. I noticed I was in the same position as before I went to go get the dishes. This time he was closer. How did this happen? He tilted his head. "I 'm trying to figure you out." He noted.
"What do you mean?" I choked out. I could not get my words together.
"You just seem very optioned and wise beyond your years." He commented. He tilted his head to the other side. "Why is that, I wondered."
"I don't know. Look, I don't want to be rude, but I would like to get these dishes clean as soon as possible, so do you mind…"
"Why didn't kiss me?" he asked, cutting me off. Damn it, not this again.
I gulped. "Because I felt it wasn't appropriate to do so." I told him. And mostly because I just didn't want to.
"Why, is it because of my age?" he asked. He kept talking about like I knew how old he was. I didn't have a radar for stuff like that. I didn't saying anything. "You do like older guys, right? You are dating your once-teacher." He pointed out.
"His age has little to nothing to do with why I'm dating him." I told him.
"Sure it is. I mean it must have been. He made you feel like a mature woman, like a grown-up, and not the scare little girl you were and probably still is." He said. I'm sure he believed every single word he was saying.
"I'm not a little girl." I told him.
"Prove it." He said turning his cheek to me.
"I'm not going to do that." I fought to sound stern, but I think I was losing.
He turned back to me and chuckled. "So afraid he will find out, are we?" he said in a smug tone. I didn't reply. "He won't find out anything I don't want him to." He stopped and grabbed my wrists that were gripping the sides of the counter. I didn't realize that. He held them tightly together. "Right?"
I struggle to get him off. "What are you doing? Let go." I urged as I tried to shake him off. He didn't listen as he held me. "Let go. You're hurting me." I repeated.
"Why are you so afraid of me, Bella? I think we can have fun together." He said, with a smile.
I tried to shake him off again. he wouldn't let go of me. I had to get him off. I couldn't think. Where was Edward when I needed him? Wait, Edward, he was in the house. Upstairs. "Edward!" I screamed as loud as I could.
"No need to call him. I think we can have a fun time with him, don't you?" he smirked. I shook my head, now noticing I had tears coming down my face. "Aw, that's too bad. I think we can." He held my wrist in one hand. He ran the other up my arm. I felt goose bumps rising all over my skin. And not in a good way.
He stopped at the ribbon that was tied around my neck. He gripped it and pulled at it. I groaned in pain. Because it was just one piece of fabric that was connected by the loose ends tied around my neck, him pulling as hard as he was made it pull against the other side of my neck.
He didn't care as he kept pulling. Then he leaned in and removed a piece of the white fabric with his teeth. I saw him spit it out. He pulled back and looked at me. He removed the now loose piece around my neck. I felt it now getting loose around my waist as well. When he pushed it off of me, I noticed there was still a knot in it which meant he ripped the piece he had off.
He smiled then he leaned into my neck. I felt his lips on my skin. I wanted to throw up at the thought. I tried to push him off again, but it wasn't working. He seems to be stronger than Edward. He had to still be in the house. "Edward!" I called again. Why wasn't he on his way down? Didn't he hear the urgency in my voice? "Edward! I need you n-." I started to call.
I got cut off by him putting his hand over my mouth. He looked at me again. he looked angry this time. "I really would like it if you to stop yelling in my ear." He demanded.
"Let me go." I said under his hand.
He smiled again. "But where is the fun in that, dear Bella?"He removed his hand then started to lean in.
I closed my eyes. I didn't want to see him get closer. "Edward, please." I mumbled as tears came out again.
"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING? GET YOUR DAMN HANDS OFF HER!" I heard someone roar. I opened my eyes. I was happy to see Eleazar was no longer facing me. I looked over his shoulder and saw the guy I wanted. Edward's jaw was clenched and his fists were balled up. He was glaring like he was about to kill something or someone, rather.
"Edward, so nice for you to join us." Eleazar said, still holding my wrist.
"I said get your hands off of her." Edward said through clenched teeth. Just like that, my wrists were freed. What the hell took Edward so long to get down? Right now I didn't care. As soon as I was freed, I pushed him aside and ran to Edward. When I got to him, he hugged me tightly. Then he placed his hands gently on my shoulders and looked me over. He wiped the tears from my cheeks. "Are you okay?" he asked me in a low tone. His tone was totally different from how he was talking to Eleazar.
I nodded. "I'm fine." I told him. He grabbed my wrist and pulled me behind him.
"What are you two so worked up about?" Eleazar asked us with a smile.
"If you want to all your teeth to stay intact, I highly suggest you get the hell out of my house. Now." Edward growled at him.
"You two need to relax. I thought this was supposes to be a party." He said as he walked pass us. Edward kept me close to his side as he did. He walked over to the couch and flopped over it then laid on his back. "I thought you might want to do anything to get this job. I guess I was wrong. Oh well, your lost." He said smugly as he closed his eyes. In seconds, he was still. That's when I figured out what just happened.
"That son of a bitch." Edward said under his breath as he started toward the passed out on the couch. I held him back. He looked at me.
"Edward, no. he's drunk." I told him. He tries to attack me because he was drunk. He wasn't in his right mind. I knew we should have cut him off. He was one of people who didn't know how to say stop.
"That's not an excuse for he did." He snapped.
"I know. We just need to get him out." I told him. I released his hand and walked over to the still body.
"Bella, what are you doing?" Edward said in a low voice when he saw me patting his pockets.
"Looking for a phone." I said. Just then, I felt a hard square. I went into his pocket and pulled out his Blackberry. I backed away as I looked through his contacts. I saw where it said home. I clicked talk and held it to my ear.
"Hello." A woman's voice came through the speaker.
"Hi." I said.
"Who is this?" the woman said.
"This is Bella."
"Well, 'Bella', mind telling me why you have my husband's phone?" she asked in an angry voice. So he really was married. I thought he was joking or something when he mentioned it earlier. I wanted to gag. What woman in her right mind would think about marrying someone like him?
"Yes. Your husband is over here with my boyfriend and me. He needs a ride home."
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I told her the address of the house before hanging up. I walked up the stair so change out of my ripped dress and into some jeans and one of Edward's t-shirt. I didn't feel right being in that dress anymore.
I was in the kitchen cleaning the rest of the dishes before I was attacked. Edward was in the doorway between the living room and the kitchen. He said he didn't want to take any chances.
I was drying a pot I used to cook the food when the door bell rang. I walked over to Edward and grabbed his hand before we walked to the door. When I opened it there was a woman behind it. She had tan-ish looking skin and beautiful brown eyes filled with emotion. I could tell she was upset.
"Where is he?" she asked us. We both pointed to the couch. I watched as she stormed over to the couch. She yanked him up. I noticed she wasn't gently like I would be with Edward. She damn near dragged him out of the house. Edward walked over to the car and opened the back door for her. "Thank you." She said as tossed him in the car. She turned to us. I was next to Edward now. "Now, what happen?" she asked us as she folded her arms. I hope she wasn't mad with us.
"Well…" I started.
"Your husband tried to push himself on my girlfriend." Edward interrupted me.
"He did, did he?" she asked. She looked at me.
I nodded. "I think was because he had a few drinks." I told her.
She cocked her eyebrow. "How many?" she asked me.
I shrugged. "I know it was more than four."
"That doesn't make it acceptable." She told me. Then she sighed. "I should have known." She closed the door of the back seat. She turned to us again. "I'm so sorry for the trouble he caused you two tonight. And don't worry; I will make sure he will be taken care of for his actions." She assured us.
Edward and I both nodded. "Thank you." He said.
She nodded. "You two try and enjoy the rest of your night." She said as got in to the driver seat. She closed the door and drove away.
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Substitute teacher for high school English wanted in Chicago, Illinois. Sixth grade teacher is needed for Middle School in Phoenix, Arizona. Eighth grade math teacher is needed for the middle school of Port Angeles in Washington State.
I sighed hard as I strolled down the list of school sites that came up in my Google search.
It's been a week since that disaster of a dinner. I knew we could pretty much kiss that one good-bye. Like everything else wrong with his life, I blamed myself. I should've just him a peck. That's all he wanted. I have to listen to my stupid better mind. Any other time, I wouldn't but I did that night.
So, since I thought that, I was sitting on the couch with my laptop on my lap. I was supposes to be working on my essay, but I couldn't concentrate. I was searching any job opening. We might have to move and start over. I was about to click something when I heard him yawn and come down the stairs.
I quickly exited out of the internet window. I didn't want him to see it. I knew it would just make things worse.
I looked at the stairs and saw him coming down with pajamas pants on and no shirt. His hair was a mess. I could tell he just woke up.
He yawned again as he walked over to me and sat down next to me. He kissed me on the cheek. "What are you doing?" he asked looking at my computer screen. I looked at it, happy to see Microsoft Word on the screen. I was less happy to see it only had a few more words than the last time I worked on it. I wonder if I'm ever going to get this damn thing done.
"Working on my essay, but I can work on it later." I said.
"I didn't mean to distract you." He said.
I shook my head. "You didn't. I couldn't concentrate anyways." I told him as I closed it out. When I did, there was the Christmas Eve picture of us was looking at me.
He wrapped his arms around my waist and kissed my cheek again. "You really love that picture, don't you?" he said, looking at my background. I looked at him and nodded. "Why?" he asked.
"It means a lot to me because it help though things when you were gone." I told him the reason I loved it so much. "What, you don't like it?" I asked him, because he always have something to say or something when he sees it.
He shook his head. "It's not that. It's just, it reminds me of what we had and I know things will never be the way we were, no matter how hard we try." He explained.
"I know." I sighed as I closed the laptop and set it on the coffee table.
I told him before that I was okay with that, but I know how much he wishes we can go back five years and we were the same as before. I know he wishes he didn't listen to me that day and just stayed with me in bed. I know he wishes we hid our relationship better so people like Lauren would have never found out until we wanted them. I know all this because I wish it every day. But no matter we both wish, none of that is never going to happen.
I turned to him when he let go of me. "Why were you sleeping so late?" I asked him. Before I close my laptop, I looked at the time. It was around ten, which was kind of late for him to be just waking up.
He shrugged. "No reason to get up early." He told me.
"Still nothing." He was hoping to get a call from someone to tell him some kind of good news. He shook his head.
I sighed. Then without thinking about it, I rubbed the side of my neck. When Eleazar pulled the ribbon, it pulled against my neck. It still kind of hurt. Any it didn't help that I bruise very easily. Edward lost it completely when he saw the purple line on my neck. I had to hold him down to keep him from finding his house and killing him.
He gently removed my hand to look at the almost-gone bruise. "I still can't believe that jackass did that to you." He said.
I shook my head. "I'm fine."
"You're too strong for your own good." he mumbled. I don't like to admit I was hurting. When I do, he feels he needs to watch me like a baby bird. He moved his thumb along the line. I did a slight clenched away from his touch. I didn't want him to touch it.
"I'm fine." I repeated as I grabbed his hand.
"I should've come down before he got that far." He said.
I shrugged. "You didn't hear me." Later that night, I asked him why it took him so long to come down. He said he was washing his hands and didn't hear me.
"Still."
I grabbed his hand and looked at him. "Edward, I'm sorry." I said.
He looked at me with confusion. "Why are you sorry?" he asked, figuring I was saying that because of something else.
I sighed. "It's my fault you're out of the job. I should've just given him a small peck. That was all he wanted."
He grabbed my shoulders and shook me hard. "I don't ever want to hear you talk like that ever again, clear." He demanded.
"Edward, I'm just-."
"Bella, stop it. Not everything that goes bad is your fault. That guy was a pig and I doubt he would have been satisfied with just a peck." He stopped and turned his whole body to me. "Bella, you are not some kind of prostitute. I never want you to feel you have to do something you don't want to be keep people happy, okay?" he said in a serious tone. I nodded. "Good."
He moved his leg so it was behind me. "Lay with me." He said as he opened his arms.
I nodded. I moved closer to him and hugged him around the waist. when my head on his chest, he kissed the top of it before leaning back. I felt that he was leaning against the armrest. I fixed myself so I was lying on my stomach between his legs.
"So what happens now?" I asked him.
He sighed. "I'm not too sure."
"Do you know what you're going to do if nothing happens?" I asked him.
He sighed again. "No, but I think… I think I'm done."
hey hey there people. how's the story going? great, i hope. anyways...did you guys realize there's only a week until Christmas. what;s on you guys' list? i honstely just want some books and a John Cena Brawling Buddy. (it's so cute!) well, happy holidays and i hope everyone will be safe, get some family time and get everything they want.
oh, one more thing. please pray for the victims school shooting that happened a few days ago. i know this is all over the news and you probably dont want to hear about it here, but withthe holidays so close, rememeber the great people in yor life and rememeber life is too short to not be with your loving family anf friends.
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