Thanks for all of the love I'm getting so far. Don't worry, devoted readers. I'm not burning myself out. I'm bored, so I'm writing :) Anyhoo... let's visit Forks, shall we?
BPOV:
Forks, Washington. What the hell was I thinking coming back here? Alice is positively giddy over here, bouncing in her seat as we drive toward the lake house.
"Alice, would you calm the hell down?" I ask. "You're like a chihuahua on crack."
She sticks her tongue out at me. "Quit being such a Debbie Downer. Please? Not every memory you have of this place is horrible. Not every memory involves Edward."
If she only knew. Edward was my sole reason for not wanting to come back here. How do I face the guy who turned me into a woman and then left me out in the cold? Alice had tried to talk to me about it on more than one occasion and I always change the subject.
"Alice, he's going to be there, too. Maybe I should stay at Charlie's." I offer. It wouldn't be the worst idea I've ever had. The Cullens had moved to Seattle to be closer to Edward. I never had to worry about running into him when I went home. I had less of a chance of running into him when I was in Seattle. There were tons of people in that city.
"You're not staying at Charlie's." She sighed. "Please just stay at the lake house. I promise, if it's too much you can stay at Charlie's but please at least try first?" She pouts and gives me the puppy dog eyes and I'm a goner.
"Dammit, Alice. Not the puppy dog eyes." I sigh and shake my head. My car driving the familiar route to the lake house where we had spent so many summers growing up. I change the subject. "So, have you heard from Jasper?"
Alice sighs. "Yeah. He said that he was going to be there this evening. He said he was really looking forward to this week. I really miss him, Bella."
And I knew. I held her as she cried her eyes out watching his truck drive off into parts unknown, aka Texas. Her heart was ripped out of her chest. He had been there when she broke up with James and then kicked his ass for ever touching her, even though James was a stand up guy and treated her with nothing but respect. He helped her apply to colleges and spent every waking moment with her. I had talked to him quite a bit over the last 10 years, myself. He had dated a chick named Maria but turns out she was a major psycho and he had never really gotten over Alice.
She dated a guy named Felix for about three years and I thought they were going to get married. It's not that Felix wasn't a good guy, he just wasn't Jasper and Rose and I both knew it. Rose was still living in Forks, running her own body shop while Emmett took over the Chief of Police job when dad retired. They had been trying to have kids for awhile with no luck.
"When are Rose and Em getting there?" I ask.
"They're already there. I told Rose where to find the key so she could get everything cleaned up and aired out for all of us." I nod and continue my drive.
EPOV:
I get to Forks and my mind is full of memories of growing up here; full of Bella. Passing the diner I smile as I remember her serving job and how much she hated it. Her klumsiness wasn't exactly helpful with that job. The group would go every day after school and hang out while she worked, and I would ward off any guys that tried to hit on her, without her knowledge. Mike Newton, the little shit, didn't know when to give up, but Jacob Black was the worst.
In the locker room after practice, the guys and I always talk about what we're gonna' get into when we get out. Usually, we head to the diner so we can hang out with Bella while she works and plus, I think the little old lady that runs it has a crush on Emmett, so it's funny to watch him squirm.
Mike Newton, Jacob Black, and Tyler Crowley sat behind us on another bench and I overheard Jacob talking about how hot Bella was. "I can't wait to get her bent over the hood of my car." Emmett's eyes bulge and his face turns red. I look at him, flabbergasted. How dare this little shit talk about my Bella that way!
"No doubt, man. That luscious ass jutting out. Dude, if you don't hit that, I will." Mike fists bumps Jacob and I am off of my bench and in their faces, Emmett and Jasper flanking either side of me and I grab up Jacob's jersey.
"Listen here, you little shit. Bella is not something to be used. Understand me? Don't you ever talk about her like that. Save that shit for someone else, but not her. Are we clear?" I growl out.
Jacob smirks and cocks an eyebrow. "Have a soft spot for Swan, do ya? It's really gonna' hurt your feelings when I have her bouncing on my-"
He didn't get to finish that sentence because I decked him in the mouth. I ended up having to sit out the next game and so did he, but watching him cry like a baby with a busted lip made it worth it. I'd fight a million Jacob Blacks for Bella.
Every time he came to the diner I would shake my head no and he would sit in a section that didn't belong to her. He wasn't going to treat her like a whore.
I shake my head, because it's not as if I did much better. It wasn't my intention to only be with her the one time. I wanted it all with her. I just didn't see how it was going to work out with her constantly running away and her friends meddling in the middle of our business.
Pulling into the driveway of the lake house I see the old red truck and smile. She's here.
BPOV:
I'm unpacking my bags in my bedroom and day dreaming. How many times had I thought about Edward and I sneaking up here and fooling around, only to be annoyed the next minute with something stupid that he'd said, therefore turning me off.
What would it have been like for him and I to have a round two in this big bed? With more room to maneuver and maybe not having to rush through it? I made it sound like Edward was some sort of a molester, when the truth of the matter was, I was drunk and I was curious. I thought he knew what he was doing and turns out I was seriously wrong about that. I had read in novels about how mind-blowing and life-altering their first encounters were, and zero percent of that happened with me. The only life-altering thing that happened was that Edward peaced out and I never heard from him again.
I remember how he shook and fumbled with the buttons on his shirt and my pants. How his breath staggered as he entered me. How his mint and beer infused breath washed over my face as he asked if I was okay. He was honestly very sweet with me until we were done and then it was like a switch flipped and he turned into a giant douche.
The sound of gravel crunching brought me out of my hazy memories and I walked over to the window to see a black SUV pull in right beside my truck. I see a tattooed and well muscled arm reach out of the top to grab a hold of the luggage rack and my brows furrow, wondering who in the hell had tattoos that we know. But then I see it, that messy reddish brown hair.
I felt like a stalker just staring out of the window while he worked on getting his luggage off of the top of his car. He had filled out. He had filled out very well. His ass was toned, his back, arm and chest muscles strained against the tight white t-shirt he had on and he had his arms sleeved out with tattoos. It looked like he had some scruff, which made him look way hotter than it should. Then it hit me, I don't know Edward Cullen at all, and he definitely grew up.
Alice's footsteps get closer and she giggles. "That's a damn fine piece of man, Bella Swan. Holy shit." She breathes out.
Oh yes. Eddie boy is tatted up. My kind of man ;)
