Notes SEVEN!
Summary of last chapter: Jasper switched to Bella's side, and poked a hole in Edward's trunk, so now Bella and Edward are passing notes. Through a trunk. A trunk that Edward is inside of. Pretty funny stuff, if you ask me.
Final lines of last chapter:
"I heard the buttons being pushed once again, and listened in more closely this time to decipher the numbers by the different sounds. The number was familiar, one that also struck dread into my undead heart. Unless she was on your side, anything involving Alice was almost never a good thing."
Bella's POV (Some of this is restating a little bit of the last chapter in Bella's point of view)
Alright. Don't come out. I'll just wait right here for you to ask nicely to get out whenever you're ready.
I wrote down, slipping the note into the little hole. Then I pulled out my phone and called my father, asking for permission to stay the night. I felt slightly bad about lying to him so much, but he gave his approval and when we hung up, I started dialing Alice, hoping that she'd seen my plans and was coming prepared. If I was going to sleep on the trunk of a car, I'd need pillows, and many, many, blankets. Did the Cullen household even have blankets? They didn't need them, so why would they be there? I hoped reverently that Alice was near a store that sold blankets.
Her phone rang once before her chipper voice informing me that she was on the other line, and would like me to leave a message at the beep. The beep came and I told her answering service my plan, knowing that Edward would most defiantly hear and object to it.
Edward's POV
Why was she calling Alice? Her last note rested limply in my hands as my mind wondered in thought.
Alice's voice message came broadcasting through Bella's phone, and as Bella began to talk, the pen found its way to my hand again as I began writing furiously.
"—So then Edward figured out that I knew he knew I knew he was in the trunk, and then Jasper switched sides and poked a hole in Edward's car and, long story short, I'm currently sitting on the trunk of Edward's Volvo, and he refused to come out of it, so was hoping you'd bring me some blankets and pillows so I could sleep out here tonight, just until he takes pity on the poor human who he's forcing to sleep out in the cold night air simply to get him to admit defeat." Bella bounced the car a little to get her point across, putting a ridiculous amount of inflection on her last words, and continued monologing to Alice's answering machine. "Charlie said I could sleep over here tonight, but I had to tell him that you got a new makeup kit and you were dying to try it out on me so, if you help me, I'll give you one hour of makeup time. One hour. No more."
She hung up, and I jammed the paper up through the hole so fast that it went through completely, landing in her lap.
I heard her unscrolling it, and tried to focus my broiling anger on something other than that fact that I would be stuck in the trunk of my car for hours. Because either way, someone would be sitting on me. I wouldn't try to break out if there was any chance of Bella getting hurt, but if Bella left, someone else would most likely find it humorous to sit on me, as a favor to Bella, leaving me still unable to get out without further damaging my car.
Bella's POV
I hung up on Alice's machine, and smirked, waiting for Edward's furious 'No, absolutely not!' note. Sure enough, it flew out of the hole with so much force that it tumbled in the air for a few seconds before falling back down into my lap.
I unscrolled it, making a list of all the things I expected him to say.
No! Absolutely not! You are not sleeping in this weather! Nor on the trunk of a car! No, No, NO! Out of the question. Please call Alice back immediately and tell her you have changed your mind.
Yep. I guessed them all. His note aligned almost perfectly with the one I'd expected him to write. I picked up my pen to retort that he wasn't the boss of me, but he'd written his 'no's so big that the little scrap of paper was used up, front and back.
I considered who all was in the house that would help me. Jasper had probably run off to hide in the woods and I didn't want to push his help any more than I needed to. It would be just my luck if he went back over to Edward's side. Alice was shopping, I assumed, and Rosalie wasn't exactly the sit-on-a-trunk-so-her-brother-couldn't-get-out type of person. That left one more Cullen 'kid' that I could turn to.
"Emmett?" I asked in my normal pitch, knowing that he'd hear me if he was here.
I flinched backwards in shock when he was suddenly in front of me, a huge goofy grin on his face.
"Hey, Bella! What are you doing out here?" His voice was on the verge of laughter, so I assumed that he knew exactly why I was out here.
"Waiting for Edward to come out of the trunk." I said calmly, as if that was a sentence I used every day. I scooted over a little so he could sit on the trunk with me if he wanted to, almost grinning as I pictured Edward's furious face when Emmett hopped onto the trunk of the car, making it bounce little, I suspected on purpose.
"Good luck with that; I've been waiting to see that for years." He leaned back onto the car, making himself comfortable.
"Whadda ya need from me?" He asked, figuring out that I probably called him for something. "Could you sit on the trunk for a moment to make sure he doesn't get out while I run inside to get more paper?"
"I'll go get it. He won't try to burst out of the trunk if there's a chance you might get hurt, and if I sit on him, he might try to." Emmett disappeared, taking longer than I thought he would, for a vampire.
Emmett's POV
I ran into Carlisle's study, grabbing a full ream of paper in case they wanted to pass a lot of notes. On my way back out, I ran into Rose, who was just coming back in from the garage where she'd been installing a new engine for her M3.
She wrapped her arms around my waist, letting me kiss her thoroughly before asking what I was doing.
"I have to run this out to Bella. She's sitting on Edward." I gave her one more quick kiss, then tried to slide away but, to my surprise, she stopped me.
"Sitting on Edward?" She asked, curiosity sparking in her eyes, "Why is she sitting on Edward?"
"Oh, he tried to spy on her by hiding in the trunk of the Volvo while Jasper interrogated her. She figured out that he's in there, and is sitting on the trunk. Jasper poked a hole in his trunk, so now their passing notes through it, because Edward won't come out." I was really glad Jasper had told me the whole story before he left to go hide out in the surrounding woods. He didn't want any more to do with this whole situation.
"He tried to spy on her? That's not very gentlemanly of him." Rose stated, a smirk growing on her face. She wasn't very happy with Edward (He'd blocked her in last night in the drive-way; she'd had to pick up her car and carry it behind his before she could get out.) and earlier today, she'd been trying to come up with a plan for revenge. She had also been trying to think of a way to bond with Bella, as it was apparent that she wasn't going anywhere. She evidently saw potential in this situation, as a mischievous spark lit up in her eyes.
"What are you going to do?" I asked her, having been on the opposing end of that spark many-a-time.
"Well… He did do something rather ungentlemanly. And he did block me in last night. I think something needs to be done." One more mysterious smile, and she disappeared again, back towards the garage.
Bella's POV
My phone vibrated in my pocket, and I pulled it out quickly, sighing in relief when 'Alice' flashed on the caller ID screen.
I flipped it open, "Hello?" I asked, hoping that she'd gotten my message and was calling to tell me she'd just bought the contents of a blanket store.
"I got pillows, blankets, and an oxygen mask." Alice's voice informed me.
I paused for a moment, wondering if I should even bother asking. "Uh…Alice, why do I need an oxygen mask?" I asked her, hoping for a strait answer.
"You'll see. I'll be there in about ten minutes." She hung up, and I shut my phone, wondering why on earth I'd need an oxygen mask.
I know. I'll wake up dead tomorrow in my bed. While it isn't nice of me to leave cliff-hangers, you should all remember: killing isn't nice.