A/N: I do not own anything Twilight related, SM does.

Hello my lovely readers! I'm really sorry that I've missed the last few updates. This week has been hectic.

But I really am – and want to continue – trying with these scheduled updates so that you know when to expect them. It being Saturday night for me right now, I'm hoping to have another update for you all on Monday!

Also, there is a photo of whom I picture as Peter Adam White on my profile!

(Thanks again to all of you who review! In my next chapter I'll be giving a shout out to some of you for your kind words)

Enjoy.

Unfortunate Contentment

Chapter 14

Edward

Turning off the engine, Riley sat back in his seat and turned toward me. The whole drive to my house had been silent as I didn't know what or how much, to tell him. He could sense that something was wrong though. And he wanted an explanation. I trusted that he would keep everything I said, a secret. Taking a deep breath I faced him head on.

"You know um. You know Jazz's dad, Dr Cullen?" I asked quietly.

Nodding, he continued to stare at me; listening intently with his hands in his lap.

"I um. We um. We're…" my breathy, weak voice died out as he gasped quietly.

"Holy shit. Really? How…long?"

The whole town new Dr Carlisle Cullen now preferred the cock.

"A couple of years now," I murmured before a sigh left my lips. "We're together… but we've never been together if you know what I mean. I mean…well. We haven't done that. He, we want to wait 'til I'm eighteen."

"Wow," he whispered. "And all this time I thought you were playing hard to get."

Chuckling when he did, he looked back up at me. "So… what happened?"

Taking another breath, I explained it as quickly as I could. "Jasper wanted us all to go to the movies. Carlisle saw a guy he went to college with. Jazz got sick and left. But… I don't know. It was weird. I mean Carlisle and Peter were sitting together and I felt like I would be intruding on them if I either told them I was leaving, or sat next to them. So…"

"You just left," he nods as he finishes my sentence.

"Yeah," I breathe. "I messaged him to let him know I'd left but… I honestly don't think he would have noticed if I didn't."

Sighing loudly he slowly shook his head. "I doubt it Edward. If you guys have been together for a couple of years and he has been – and still is – willing to wait to be with you sexually… Well, I doubt he wouldn't have noticed you'd left. He might have realised you were gone and came looking for you, only to get your text afterwards."

Hearing what might have been, guilt made me nibble on my bottom lip.

"You should have seen him Rile. He was… beautiful. Almost too perfect looking." I moaned quietly.

With a chuckle he replied, "I'm assuming you're now talking about Peter?"

I nod with a scowl. Of course I found Carlisle much more attractive, but I knew deep down that I wasn't in the same league as the both of them.

Appearance wise and age wise… I mused pathetically.

"Don't worry, if you guys are as serious as I am only now guessing… Everything will work out. And I'm sure he just sat with Peter because he figured Jazz would sit with you, and he honestly just wanted to catch up with a friend."

Riley seemed so wise in that moment, giving me his thoughts and advice. I could only nod – in silent hope that he was right - before opening the door, getting out and shutting it. Leaning in through the open window I smiled, "Thanks for the lift Rile. And…"

"Edward. Come on. Of course I won't tell anyone. Good luck with everything, but I'm willing to bet my left testicle that he messages you back in the next ten minutes. Oh and you're welcome!"

With the engine roaring to life, Riley reversed, waved enthusiastically and then drove off. I chuckled lightly as I walked into my house.

Making my way to my bedroom I turned on my bedside light before changing into my boxers and brushing my teeth.

As I lay in bed for a moment, reflecting on the night and having a glass of water I messaged Jasper back.

No worries, hope you feel
better buddy. Got a lift
from Rile and now at home.
Yeah… I'll see ya tomorrow.
-E

At first I hesitated on my answer for tomorrow. I hoped that it wouldn't be awkward if Carlisle was home. However, he usually did work on Saturdays. Taking another few sips of my water, I turned off my light and rolled over. As soon as I was comfortable, my phone beeped.

Reaching out for it, my heart raced as I read his name before reading his message.

Love,
Edward, I'm so sorry. I wish
you hadn't left, but sat with
me instead. I hope and pray
that you're alright. I love you
baby, forever. Xx
-C

Wiping my tears from my cheeks, I contemplate whether I should reply tonight or sleep on it.

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