The Best Man
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Song(s) for the Chapter:
Jar of Hearts By: Christina Perri
When the Love Falls By: Yiruma
Do I By: Luke Bryan
Chapter 6
BPOV
I stood a couple of minutes after he left running everything through my mind. I was beyond pissed at him for what he did. How could someone do that to the person they love? He left because he didn't have any "Experiences". Experiences my ass, I wanted to scream out loud and let it all out. Something came over me when I brought my hands to my face, my fingertips traced my lips. This kiss was so different, he had never kissed me like that before. I admitted to myself that I did welcome it with open arms since I kissed back. In fact I kissed him with as much passion and longing in return. I decided that I needed to head back to the house, and let everyone know that I was okay.
When I made it back to the back porch I put my shoes back on and walked into the kitchen. I saw Esme cleaning up, so I decided that the least I could do was help. I grabbed the other kitchen apron and put it on going to stand beside her.
"Bella," she said looking at me. "You don't have to help clean."
"Yes I do," I told her picking up a towel to dry the dishes. "It's the least I could do since walking out at dinner."
"Honey, it's not your fault," she said hugging me.
"Esme," I said looking up at her. "Can I ask you a question?"
"Of course," she said. "You know that you can always ask me anything."
"Where did he go," I asked biting my lower lip. She knew exactly what I was asking, and about whom.
"He called a few days after he left," she said looking at me. "He was in New York, and I begged him to come home."
"Why New York," I asked her. She took my hand and lead me to the table to sit down.
"I asked him numerous times," she said taking a seat. "His answer was it was the city where dreams come true."
She stopped speaking and looked at me before saying anything else.
"He got into Julliard a couple of months after arriving in New York and specialized in piano," she said smiling. "You know how much he loved playing the piano."
"Yeah I remember sitting beside him all the time when he played," I told her smiling.
"Since finishing at Julliard he has traveled the country playing," she told me.
"If he stayed here with me then he would have never gotten to Julliard," I whispered to myself I thought.
"No honey," she said grabbing my hand. "That's not true, he loves you. When he would call he always asked about you."
"Why couldn't he tell me," I pleaded to her.
"He knew that you were mad and hurt, and didn't want to hurt you anymore. Carlisle and I are the only ones who know about Julliard," she said. "Everyone else thinks he has gone on these adventures around the country having new experiences. Of course he told me about the others but he vowed that they meant nothing to him."
"That's what he told me tonight," I said. "About the experiences and I just don't know what to do."
"Don't give up yet," she said getting up and hugging me.
"Thank you," I told her. "I better be going home."
"Have a good night," she told me kissing my cheek. Esme has always been like a second mother to me, and I needed that when my mom couldn't be here. "Drive safe."
I walked out of the kitchen and into the living room. Angela and Eric were still here talking with Alice. I made my way over putting a smile on my face.
"There you are," Angela said hugging me. "We were worried about you."
"I'm fine," I told her. "I'm sorry about earlier and running out."
"Don't worry about it," she said. Then she turned to Eric and smacked him in the stomach. "I told you Eric we should've told her."
"I'm sorry Bella," he said reacting to the smack. "Edward made me promise not to tell and so I told Angela. I hope that you're not mad at us."
"Of course not," I told them. "I could never be mad at you guys."
"My brother didn't hurt you again did he," Alice said. "I swear I'll kill him if he does."
"No," I told her. "He didn't do anything."
"Good," she said. While she said this I looked for my keys on the table where I put them earlier.
"Alice," I said looking at her. "Where are my keys?"
"I moved them to the den with everyone else's bags," she said.
"I'm going to go get them and head on home," I told them hugging them bye. "I'll see you in the morning."
I walked out of the living room and down the hall. As I made my way to the den I heard the faint sounds of a piano playing. He was playing and it sounded so beautiful the melody he was playing. The sound was coming from den and that's when I remembered that the piano was in there. Shit how was I going to do this. I wasn't ready to talk to him again. I mean he told me the truth but not the whole truth, Esme had to tell me that. I had a lot to think about and a lot to sort out.
Get yourself together Bella. You can do this, just don't make a sound. He'll be to busy playing to realize that you are in there.
I put my hand on the door knob and gently turned it. I quietly opened the door and my way into the den. I saw him sitting there with his back to me he looked so content playing this lovely melody. I spotted my keys on the chair and grabbed them quickly going back to the door. As I closed the door I heard the music stop and start back up. I made my way to my truck and headed home.
EPOV
When I made it back to the house and into the kitchen I saw that mom was putting leftovers in the fridge.
"Thanks for earlier," I told her. When she heard me she jumped a little.
"You know not to scare me like that," she said. "You're welcome. How did it go?"
"I told her how I felt," I said. "I told her half of the truth."
"Edward," she said. "What part did you tell her? Please tell me it was about Julliard and not the other."
I didn't say anything at all. I knew that I should have told her the part about Julliard. Why didn't I think of that.
When I left home I headed to New York because that was the city where all dreams come true. Little did I know that my first couple of months involved sleeping with random women and partying. I met this guy named Felix who introduced me to the life of partying. Sure it was great at times but after a while it got old. I remember walking down West 5th street in Deer Park and coming across Di Piano-Joseph. I walked in and sat down at one of his grand piano's and started playing. After a couple of minutes a gentlemen dressed in a business suite approach me.
"My name is Aro," he said. "I heard you playing and thought that is was wonderful. Have you ever considered Julliard?"
"No sir," I said. "I'm Edward Cullen by the way."
"Well Edward," he said. "How would you like to come and specialize in the piano?"
"Wouldn't I have to audition," I asked.
"You just did," he told me. "What about it? Full ride and everything that goes with it."
"That would be wonderful," I said. I couldn't believe that this random stranger was giving me this and more. He was giving me a chance to escape the life of partying and going to a life of promise and music.
"I'll see you tomorrow morning at this address to work everything out," he said handing me a business card.
"Yes sir," I told him looking at the card. "I will see you in the morning."
After that morning my life changed. I went to Julliard and specialized in piano like Aro said I would. Since finishing at Julliard I traveled the country playing my piano in concerts or special benefit parties. That's how I got back into touch with Eric, we were both in Seattle for different reasons but staying at the same hotel. To him and everyone else they think that I have been on adventures experiencing new things.
"Edward Anthony Masen Cullen," she said. I knew that I was up shit creek when she said my full name. "You told her about the others didn't you."
"Yes," I said. "I didn't mean to tell her. It just came out that way."
"What am I going to do with you," she said to me. "To change the subject. How long are you staying?"
"I leave tomorrow night," I told her. She looked sad, and I knew why she felt like that.
"I haven't seen you in so long," she said. "You just got home, can't you stay for a couple of days."
"You know that I would love to stay," I started to say. "But I'm supposed to playing at a benefit concert the next day. I'm sorry."
"It's okay," she said. "I at least got to see you for a day. Go get some rest, I'm sure your drained with everything that has gone on today."
"Love you," I told her kissing her cheek.
"Love you, too," she said going back to cleaning.
As I made my way to the living room, I saw that everyone was gone except Eric and Angela. They were busy talking to Alice so I easily made it through the living room without anyone of them stopping me. I headed down the hall to the den. Mom and dad usually kept the piano in there so that I could play and not disturb anyone else. When I walked into the den I saw my piano still sitting there, so I went and took a seat in front of it. I ran my hands over the keys playing a melody that I composed.
After playing for about twenty minutes, I heard the door open. I just ignored it and played on. I heard a set of keys being picked up, and the door starting to shut. I turned around and saw her closing the door. I figured that she still needed time so I didn't stop her, and continued to play. When I finished playing I headed up to my old room for the night. I walked in and saw that mom didn't change it, it was if I never left.
******Knock, Knock******
"Come in," I said. When the door opened it was brother Emmett. Thank goodness he had my bag with him.
"Here's your stuff," he said throwing it in the middle of the floor.
"Thanks," I said. "How are you?"
"Now the infamous Edward asks," he said laughing. "I'm good actually I'm nervous as hell right now."
"Why are you nervous," I asked sitting in the floor looking through my bag.
"I'm going to propose to Rose after the wedding tomorrow," he said. "I'm getting a sick feeling in my stomach."
"You'll be fine," I said still looking for something. "Just don't do what I did heaven's sake. There's not a day that goes by that I don't regret any of it."
"I would never think about running away," he said. "What the hell are you looking for?"
"Found it," I said pulling a picture frame from the bag.
"I remember when dad snuck into the den and took it," he said pulling the frame from my hand. It was a picture of Bella and I, we were sitting at the piano. Dad decided that it would be funny to sneak up on us and take a picture with his new camera.
"Yeah," I said laughing. "Sorry I wasn't around Emmett."
"No hard feelings," he said giving me the picture back. "Just don't fuck with her heart this time. Alice would kill you if you hurt her again."
"I got that point across at the church tonight," I said. "I don't want to hurt her again."
"See you in the morning," he said leaving my room.
"See you," I told him.
I still had the picture frame in my hand looking at it. I had carried this with me everywhere for the past eight years. I had lied to my mom about the benefit in New York. The truth was even though I had a flight, I back out of the benefit six months ago. I told Bella how I felt, now the ball was in her court and she had to decide.
BPOV
I pulled into the driveway of my house. It became my house when Charlie got married to Sue Clearwater and moved down to La Push with her. Of course he still comes over to visit every week for dinner. He is still the chief of police to the good people of Forks. I'm happy that he was able to find someone to love and be happy with everyday.
I walked through the door and up the stairs to my bedroom. I rummaged through my top dresser draw and found a picture frame. I pulled it out and looked at it. Carlisle had snuck into the den one afternoon when I was sitting at the piano watching Edward play. I stood there laughing thinking about it.
I had a lot to think about now. Do I give him another chance? If I do will he get scared and runaway again? Do I let him board that plane tomorrow? I feel like my heart is in a jar and it can't breath. What am I going to do?
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*****Angela and Eric's wedding is tomorrow. What will Bella do now that she knows the truth? Will she give Edward another chance? Will he be boarding the plane to New York with a broken heart?*****