A/N: I'm sorry it's been a so long. I should have mentioned earlier that it is quite common for me to suffer really bad migraines. Both during the week but mostly on weekends :(
I think it would be best to say that I will update when I can, but in saying that; I do hope to update once a week however much I can.
I do not own anything Twilight related, SM does.
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Unfortunate Contentment
Chapter 17
Edward
A few moments after receiving Carlisle's message and while I was pondering whether to reply or not, my phone beeped with a text from Jasper.
Yeah, in bed now and feeling
a little better. What happened
Ed? Why'd you leave early?
-J
I sighed to myself as I tried to explain. I wasn't sure if it seemed weird for me to have left, given what happened. To Jazz – knowing that I don't mind seeing a movie by myself every now and then – he'd probably wonder why I left; just because I was sitting alone.
It just got awkward when one
of your Dad's college mates
showed up. Didn't really wna
sit alone, u no? It's alrte tho.
Cya 2mos.
-E
Hoping that Jasper understood without having to dig deeper into it, I sat back against my pillows. It only took me another two minutes to decide that I couldn't leave Carlisle hanging. I knew he'd be upset and lose sleep if I didn't reply. Typing quickly, I sent the text before flicking on my TV. I figured I'd watch whatever crap was on while we had our text conversation.
I'm alright. I just wish you'd
sat with me as soon as we
went in. I felt… left out.
-E
I hesitated as I admitted exactly how it felt; having to sit somewhere away from him, when in this particular situation it would have been considered normal to be near him. I think that was one of the reasons I was so excited to see a movie with him and Jazz. Because we could sit close together without it seeming weird.
Realising that there was a repeat episode of Supernatural on, I relaxed against my pillows. It was surprising when they decided to put something decent on after eleven pm.
I'm sorry love. Truly. I Just
thought that's what parents
did, you know? Sit separately.
-C xx
I felt a pang of hurt in my chest. Was he my parent?
No.
Granted, if Jasper had come in and sat next to me I wouldn't have felt as alone or in need to leave, but why would he give up the chance of sitting near me? Maybe I was making this a way bigger deal than it was.
But had it been the other way around and Jazz suggested we sit somewhere else, I would have protested; saying it was fine. Pressing down on the keys in a quick succession, I told him how I felt. Worry still filled my heart as the fear of him finding me immature or whiny ran through my veins.
You're not my parent. Whether
people know what we are or not,
we do. It made me feel like a
child. And I felt…jealous of him.
Was I being too demanding? Too controlling? It was just a friend. Peter was just a college friend who Carlisle hadn't seen in years. I just needed…reassurance. Of us. Of his love for me. Knowing that this probably made me seem like the teenager I was, increased my anxiety. My eyes began to tear up as I read his reply.
Love.
I'm so sorry. You have no
reason to feel jealous. I left him in
the cinema bcuz I couldn't stay there
any longer without you. Without
knowing how you were. I'm sorry I
made you feel like a child. You are a
very mature man, and it's one of the
reasons why I love you. Do you still
love me?
-C xx
A loud sob spilled from my mouth. This whole situation could have been different, it could have not happened at all. But I just hated the fact that right now, we were both doubting the love the other had. Although I knew in my heart that he loved me, and that he knew I loved him; I couldn't help but worry.
And this handsome looking, well adjusted, well established man that Carlisle seems close with, didn't exactly help this fear of mine. Taking a big gulp of water, I make my way to my bathroom, wiping the tears away as I gather the water with my hands.
Drying my hands and face on the towel, I make my way back to my bed only to remember that I didn't reply.
Fuck!
Typing as fast as possible, I add my normal two kisses so that he knows everything is fine. He apologised for causing my anxiety when really, my weakness and insecurity played a big part as well.
Yes. And I always will, baby. Xx
-E
Yawning loudly I turned off the television.
Thank Heavens.
Have a good sleep love.
I'll be dreaming of you. Xx
-C
Smiling, I lied down properly and closed my eyes. I didn't know whether Carlisle was working tomorrow or not, so I wasn't sure if I would see him when I was there.
With Carlisle's last message I was able to finally fall into a restful sleep.
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The next morning I woke up reasonably early. Having breakfast with mum and dad was a Saturday morning tradition in my family. Being an only child seriously sucked sometimes; because as great as it is to be spoiled every now and then, it's like they're even more demanding and overprotective.
Most likely because they only have one offspring to look after.
My mother, Elizabeth or 'Liz'; reminded me that my cousin Alice would be visiting in a week. I loved Alice and missed her dearly. Having not seen her since a couple of years ago, I was really excited to have her come over this way from Chicago. Her dad – my mother's brother David– along with Alice's mum Annie, decided to let her spend a month of her summer holidays with us.
I'm really excited to introduce her to Jazz and Carlisle; I know they'll love her and vice versa.
"Where are you going Ed?"
Although he knows very well that I hate the nickname, my dad continues to use it.
"Out to Jazz's!" I shout out before walking to the door.
"Where else?" I hear him mutter before the door slams shut.
Sticking my ear phones in, I set about my walk to Jasper's. I'm sort of nervous. Even though Carlisle and I worked everything out last night, it might be weird when we see each other face to face.
When I get there about ten minutes later, I open the front door and walk in. Sometimes I ask myself if it's weird; how comfortable I am just walking in as if I own the place.
But then I shake my head and laugh. This is my second home.
Just as much as mine is Jasper's.
Running up the stairs, I place my belongings in Jazz's room and then try to find him.
"Jasper!"
"In 'ere!" he shouts.
I walk into the kitchen to find Jasper trying to make pancakes.
Laughing I move over to where he is standing in front of the stove. "What're you doing?" I ask in a light, curious tone.
"Making pancakes, what does it look like? HOLY FUCKING SHIT!"
"Yes, that's exactly what it looks like," I chuckle, considering whether or not I should attempt to save some of the black circles.
Nope. They're goners.
"Language Jasper!" the beautiful, velvet voice says as it's owner walks over to us. With him standing close to my side, I glance up quickly; but long enough to give him a smile. His returning one dazzles me for a moment.
"Sorry Dad," Jazz mutters, pouring more mixture into the pan.
"You sure you wanna risk wasting more of the mixture?" I ask him jokingly, only to get his death stare. "Here, let me help?"
"Nnnoh!" he says.
I laugh at his response, as it reminds me so much of a petulant little child. I swear he stomped his foot.
Carlisle laughs with me. "Come on Jazz. Let one of us help you. If not Edward then let the expert do it."
"Hey! I'm an expert when it comes to making pancakes. You even have the mixture prepared. I could have done it from scratch!"
"Alright then," Carlisle turns to me with a brilliant smile. "Jazz, let Edward have a go. See if he doesn't burn them."
With a frustrated yet defeated sigh, he hands over the mixture and spatula.
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In less than ten minutes, I have successfully made eight reasonably sized pancakes.
"Is that enough? I want three, maybe even four." Jazz says.
"It's okay, I've had breakfast so it's just you two anyway." I reply.
I sit at the table with a drink of orange juice as they eat.
"Hey Dad?" Jazz asks with a full mouth.
"Yes?"
"Have you watched the TV series Queer as Folk?"
Carlisle coughs, food having probably gone down the wrong pipe.
"Umm…no. What is it?" he seems hesitant to ask. I can fully understand it. When Jasper found out for sure that his Dad was gay, he started watching Queer Eye for the Straight Guy heaps. It kinda scared Carlisle.
I didn't mind watching it, but I only did 'cause Jazz wanted to. I think he received many fashion tips from it.
Walking with his plate and our glasses, he takes them to the kitchen but continues talking.
"Oh, well it's this show about gay people right, and there's an English version as well but I heard that the American one was better apparently. You should totally check it out. I've only seen the first episode, but I bought the whole first season for you. Apparently it's really funny, but serious as well."
Carlisle looked lost for words. "Uh, okay…I might do that."
"Cool. Maybe um… well maybe you can watch it tonight if you're not working?"
He laughed, "Yeah…maybe."
"Sweet. Well Edward and I are gonna go to the shops and maybe get some movies to watch or something. After we do our homework."
"We are?" I ask, amused.
Carlisle laughs.
"Yes, we are." He looks frustrated but it's funny. Walking towards the door he huffs, "Now, come on."
"Coming dear!" I laugh as I get up.
I could swear he muttered something that sounded like, "Shouldn't you be saying that to him?"
But the, 'him' I didn't understand at all. Chalking it up to his petulant attitude I smiled it off and waved Carlisle good-bye. Blowing him a kiss when Jazz wasn't looking.
Right before I shut the door, he pretended to catch it, kissed his palm which held my kiss and then placed it in front of his heart. Along with his goofy smile, I couldn't help but burst out laughing as I shut the door.
A/N:
Anyone seen the American Queer as Folk?
I Love it :)
Next Chapter will have a detailed description of some certain parts of the first episode, so you might wanna watch it if you haven't!
Hope it was worth the wait. Next chap should hopefully be up next weekend, and I PROMISE a lemon!
Also, for this chapter: REVIEWERS will get a sneak peek! :-D