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Chapter 17
Bella POV
"Bella, Bella." A soft voice coaxed. "Wake up." It said. Because of them, I had woken up. I squeezed my eyes shut and blindly swatted my hand. Some one caught it in there hands and held it in the air.
"Open your eyes sweetie." He said again. He kissed my lips lightly and this time I opened my eyes and came face to face with Edward, his eyes just inches away from mine.
"Just like snow white." He commented, "Except you're more beautiful." Edward grabbed my face in his hands and kissed me sweetly, his mouth tasting of mint toothpaste. Exactly how the one in my bathroom tastes.
"Did you use my toothbrush?" I asked curiously.
"Well good morning to you too." He said pouting.
"Sorry, good morning Edward." I leaned forward and kissed him chastely. "Now did you use my toothbrush?" He sighed running his hand through my hair and nodding.
"Now it's gonna taste like you." I said excitedly. He just chuckled.
"Wait, why did you wake me up?" I asked. Suddenly a huge smile came across his lips, causing one to form on mine. Edward's cheerfulness just made me so happy.
"I found the perfect song for us and it's by "The Used"!" He said eagerly.
"Yeah, I thought of a really good one last night too." I told him, using my hand to stifle a yawn.
"You first." He offered but I shook my head.
"No you."
"No you." He replied back stubbornly. I narrowed my eyes at him.
"How bout same time." He suggested and I nodded, liking that idea.
"1…2…3."
"I Caught Fire." We both said simultaneously, cracking smiles at the end.
"Wow. Dude, I think we're soul mates." I said. Edward smiled and took my hands in his. His face loosing the grin and he settled for smiling sweetly, his face becoming serious.
"You are the missing piece to my heart. This song is amazing and now it's our song. I'm melting. In your eyes, I lost my place, could stay awhile. And I'm melting in your eyes, like my first time that I caught fire. Just stay with me, lay with me." He quoted from the song and I swear I was putty in his hands.
I always loved those lyrics because they were about love and just hearing him say that like I imagined was amazing. I leaned forward, resting my head against his.
"Our song." I confirmed, kissing him slowly.
Edward seemed to be lost in thought, and then he arbitrarily smiled.
"What are you thinking about?" I asked curiously.
"Last night, you're sexy when you act dominant." He stated still staring off. I couldn't help the blush that's crept up on my cheeks much against my will; I bit my lip and averted my eyes. Edward turned to finally look at me and he smiled.
"You're so easy to read. That beautiful blush, when you bite your lips." Edward said softly reaching his hand up and softly running his fingers along my hot cheek. He dragged his fingers ever so lightly down my face until they landed on my mouth. He used his fingers to pull my lips apart. "It helps me figure things out. When you're embarrassed or you're lying you blush and when you're nervous or anxious you bite your lip." He told me and I smiled.
"Well you're easy to read yourself. You tend to run your hand through your hair when you're nervous or anxious and you scratch your neck when you're worried."
"Aww yeah baby, you know me well." He cupped my cheek in his hand and lightly rubbed it with the pad of his thumb.
"You must be hungry?" He stated and just as the words left his mouth, my stomach growled loudly, practically echoing off the walls.
"Oh so your psychic?" I asked staring at him in mock wonder.
"Nope I'm just that good." He said wiggling his eyebrows. "Come on, I'll make you breakfast." Edward grabbed my hand in his and pulled me from the bed.
"Wait." I exclaimed, my hands quickly wrapping around my bare chest. "I need to get dressed."
"Actually you don't, I like it this way." Edward turned toward me and his eyes went to my chest instantly. He reached for my hands and held them in his, pulling my shield like arms away from my body. I was out in the open for him to see. My lip found its way back into my mouth as I self-consciously let Edward's eyes rake over my half naked body.
Edward released one of my hands and gently placed it on my hip. His grip tightened and he pulled. I took a step forward as he also took one. He delicately fingered the lacy material that hung extremely low.
Edward moved his hand up higher and higher, running across the skin of my stomach, passed my navel sending shivers down my spine. His hand continued its way up, stopping in the center of the valley between my breasts. I arched my back, bringing my chest closer to his feathery light touch.
He finally let go of my hand and his descended onto my chest, taking my nipple between his forefinger and thumb, lightly pinching and rolling it. I moaned and closed my eyes just reveling in his soft touch.
I felt Edward's mouth wrap around my other one that wasn't occupied by his fingers. He sucked for a while, before moving his mouth up. The second the cool air reached my nipple, it pebbled up.
"How bout we forget about breakfast for a little longer." He mumbled against my skin, but he was interrupted my stomach growling loudly.
"Guess not." He said giving my breast one more kiss before picking his head up. He pecked me once on the lips before walking over to the side of his bed. He bent down and picked up his shirt, tossing it lightly into my hands.
"Wear that." He told me, smiling widely. I knew he liked when I wore his clothes so I pulled the Jersey over my head and grabbed his hand in mine.
"You look hot in that." He commented his eyes moving over my flesh hungirly, opening the door and letting me out into the hallway. He shut the door behind him.
Edward brought his hand that was clutching mine up in the air and gave me a twirl, admiring me. His face lit up and he practically ran with me down the stairs.
When we got to the kitchen, he lifted me up by the waist and sat me down on the island counter top. As soon as my ass came in contact with the freezing counter top, a shiver ripped through me.
To think, that just a week ago I was in freaking hell. My mom had totally forgotten I even existed and then she was gone. For three months she just demanded things from me and went on doing her shit with Phil. He would always look at me with the evilest of grins when Renee would pay me no attention. I wanted to be mad at her for the way she treated me. What if she was alive? What if I'm ruining her chances by not saying anything? But if I do, I'm endangering myself and all of my friends. But I can't be selfish. Screw myself, ill be endangering my friends. These are the people I have come to love over such a short time. They made me feel like I mean something. I finally have friends that care for me and share things. I'm pretty sure Emmett loves me like a sister.
Edward said he would do anything for me. If Phil got to me I know that Edward would most likely come after me and try to help. I know he won't succeed. Phil has so many connections, but I don't even know where they are from, or if he even did. Was it just to scare me?
An image flashed through my mind, it was one of a thick manila folder labeled in thick black letters, "DO NOT OPEN." Nothing about it was clear, for I don't think I have ever seen it before. Again the picture flashed through my mind, sparking the realization of something that had happened not that long ago.
Flashback
I wandered down the hall in my house in Phoenix, passing a happy Renee whose arms were wrapped tightly around Phil. She bumped into me and immediately began yelling. She turned her head and gave her hair a flip and continued down the hall until they disappeared into the kitchen.
I sighed and took my mood ring from thumb and putting it around my pointer finger. I swirled my finger around and spun the ring casually. Before I could catch it, it flew from my hand and landed on the floor, rolling away, straight under the door.
"Fuck." I muttered as I realized the door was the one to Phil's office, which read "Keep out." I peeked up and looked toward the end of the hall. Laughter was audible which meant Renee was all wrapped up in Phil and wouldn't bother me any time soon.
I silently removed a bobby pin from my hair and stuck it into the locked lock. As quietly as I could, I jiggled the pin simultaneously with the knob and it opened after a second. Quickly, I closed the door behind me and searched the ground for my ring.
I found it next to Phil's big desk that seemed to be made of a very shiny wood. The legs beheld intricate designs that had been carved in by hand. I picked up my ring and placed it on my finger, before sitting down on the big fluffy swivel chair.
Curiously, I picked up the manila folder that was thrown across the desk top, next to the computer. The cover read "DO NOT OPEN." but that only fueled my curiosity more. The first piece of paper read "associates" across the top. I flipped that one over and moved it to side. Underneath it was a packet.
On the page was a picture of a big man, with muscles like I've never seen before. His hair was red and so was his mustache leading me to believe that he was Irish. Underneath the picture was a description.
Name: O'Reilly, Jerry
Hideout Location: New York, New York.
Specialty: Machete, Throwing Knives
Gun: AK-47
On the next page was a picture of a big black man. He was huge, the veins in his arms popping out. He had a bandana wrapped around his forehead and his face was anything but appealing. He had a scar that crossed over his left eye and all the way down to past his lip. His neck was covered in tattoos. Under the picture it read…
Name: Wilson, Marcus
Hideout Location: Las Vegas, Nevada
Specialty: Hands
Gun: No Gun.
I scanned a couple other pages, those also with pictures of men. Some had eye patches or scars. One had so many piercing around his mouth that you could barely see his lips. It told me there positions, ranging from the small town of Freehold in New Jersey, to the larger town of Philadelphia in Pennsylvania. Some of the places I have never even heard of including Norton, Kansas and Xenia, Ohio.
I finally stopped on a page with two pictures, for these scared me the most. The first picture was one of a man with blonde hair that stopped just above his ears. The eyes that belonged to this man were not bloodshot or covered up by a patch or disfigured like the others. These eyes were dark, lifeless, frightening. There was no other color to describe them other then grey.
The eyes were staring into me and even though it was just a picture, they seemed to be reading me. All I saw was the name James before I looked away and didn't look back. I just moved onto the picture next to it.
The man in this picture had dark skin with black hair that hung past his shoulders is dreads. His eyes were even darker then the other man's but they weren't as lifeless, they were just menacing; evil. This mans name was Laurent. These two were classified as "High Priorities." The last thing I read was there location, Seattle, Washington.
I turned around quickly at the sound of someone behind me. Phil stood there, towering over me, if eyes showing that he was beyond furious. The manila folder was gone from my hands in an instant. Phil grabbed a huge glass plate from behind him and held it over his head. His hands came down and the last thing I felt was glass break on top of my head. I fell unconscious.
End of Flashback
I had not remembered that until this moment. I had woken up in a hospital bed with no recollection of how I ended up there. They had informed me that being the clumsy person I was, I had fallen down the stairs and hit my head into the china cabinet, sending plates tumbling down on me.
I believed every word Phil said. I remember waking up to only find Phil there; my mom had left for the store before Phil had caught me in his office. When I had gotten home, glass was in front of the China cabinet making is story all the more believable.
Apparently Phil had some very scary people working for him, people I hope I will never come across. I shuddered at the thought. What did Phil do? Why was he affiliated with these people?
I thought back to the previous months when Phil had moved in. He hardly had any boxes that didn't say "DO NOT OPEN UNDER ANY CIRCUMSTANCES!" written across the sides in thick lettering. He had gotten those boxes into the house quickly and entered the room used to be our office, but now was his designated area. He had a lock put on the knob as soon as he could.
In a matter of days, my mom had gone to loving and caring to cold hearted bitch. She barely talked to me anymore, occasionally shouting at me to do something or get out of her way. I was like the bills that my mom would get in the mail. She would throw those in a cabinet until they were mandatory to pay.
The truth was my mom was too caught up in Phil. She knew near to nothing about him. His birthday or anything, yet but he was her sun. Phil didn't know who I was at all. He always messed up my name, occasionally calling me Stella or Mella or some shit.
But I was oblivious. It never occurred to me at all that he could be a bad person. I was always kind to him, over looking the sneaky things he did; digging up things about my mom when he needed to pass a test about her in order to get married, pulling out wads of cash; a lot of money for a retired doctor, current Manager of the frozen foods section at Stop & Shop.
Maybe if I had come to my senses and realized something about Phil was just not right, then maybe I could have stopped this from happening, from my mom and myself getting hurt. But would that have stopped me from meeting Edward? Renee wouldn't have believed me anyway.
I snapped out of my thoughts as I heard Edward opening cabinets and shutting them in frustration when he didn't find anything. He settled lastly for the fridge. As soon as the door was open even a fraction of an inch, a horrible odor wafted out and hit us hard. Edward slammed the door shut and I jumped off the counter to quickly open up the window over the sink.
"I guess I have been neglecting my poor kitchen for far too long." I admitted sheepishly. The milk and the cheese probably went bad.
"Ya think." He said angrily, covering his nose with his hand; he was leaning against the closed door of the fridge. I just averted me eyes and shamefully nodded my head.
"How about we go over to my house, steal some food from the kitchen and head out to the backyard to eat?" He suggested, coming over to me and placing his hands on my hips. He pulled me close.
"Sounds good." I breathed completely distracted by Edward's gorgeous smile. "But wait its still like 5:30, they should all be sleeping."
"We will be sneaky then." He said, placing a chaste kiss on my lips. He pulled away and turned me around, pushing me forward and slapping my ass. "Go get changed." He ordered playfully. I resisted the urge to stick my tongue out at him and settled for just flipping him off. He chuckled as I climbed the steps.
I ran to my room and closed the doors behind me. Quickly I stripped all my closed and went into my closet, sitting down on the black ottoman centered in the room. I looked around for a second before jumping up and grabbing a red lace bra and underwear set. I also grabbed a pair of black skinny jeans. They were extra tight, but the made it over my thighs and settled low on my hips. Alice had told me that the tighter the better. Fuck her!
I walked out of the closet and grabbed Edward's shirt in my hands. I looked down at it and realized Edward's name was written across the back. A smile graced my lips as I realized I was his.
I threw the shirt over my head, grabbed my cell from the nightstand, my keys and my driver's license and headed down the stairs. Edward was leaning up against the door; his thin jacket was open leaving his bare chest for my eyes to devour hungrily. My eyes didn't even go to his face. I realized I was standing right in front of him, just gazing at his torso; his muscles toned and begging to be licked. As if I was in a trance I reached my hand out as a reflex of action and ran my fingers along the firm but smooth skin of his abs.
He shivered slightly under my touch and his hand grabbed mine and pulled it from his body.
"Keep that up and we won't be eating for awhile." He told me and I nodded my head, reaching over and zipping his jacket. It may have looked like it was for his sake, so he doesn't get cold but it was really for mine. I didn't need to get distracted again.
I closed the door behind us and locked it all the while keeping my hand firmly in his. He held it as he walked me over to the passenger side of his Volvo. He opened the door for me and didn't walk away until I was completely inside.
All ways the gentleman I thought as I watched him make his way to the other side. He opened the door and slid in. Not bothering with his seatbelt, Edward stuck the key in the ignition and expeditiously pulled out of the drive way. He made a quick U and headed down the street toward his house.
I was used to how fast Edward drove, so it came as no surprise seeing the moss covered trees out my window as only a blurred wall. There were no cars around us considering it was just a little after 5 in the morning. So everything around us was dark except for the patch of light that shone a good 40 feet in front of us from the cars headlights.
I placed my head against the window and thought of something, anything completely random. The only thing I had to work with right now was the weather. I settled on that subject and thought about how the weather constantly changed here.
Back in Phoenix it was both dry and sunny or on occasion, muggy and sunny, very seldom did it ever rain. I looked back up to dark sky and I could already see the clouds rolling in, covering the stars that had shone bright, hours before. The moon had been the first to go. Clouds had slowly covered it, moving from left to right until it was no longer visible.
Now and then a cloud would shift a certain way letting a sliver of the moon appear but it would quickly be covered up again. There was one star; way off to the west that looked to always manage to miss the clouds. It was never covered and it shone brightly. It seemed to always find away to dodge the next dark mass that wanted to block it from view.
I rested my elbow on the door and placed my head in its crook, just gazing up at that lonely star.
It took me a few seconds to realize that the car wasn't moving anymore; we were stopped in front of his house. I switched my gaze away from the sky and turned my head toward Edward. His gaze was fixed on me and he was smiling adoringly. He reached forward and lightly brushed the length of my cheek bone.
"You're so beautiful." He commented, just gazing at me tenderly. Love was evident in his eyes and they smoldered with compassion.
Our lips met sweetly. Edward lightly caressed my cheek and moved it down, his fingers ghosting over the now heated skin of my neck.
"Edward, I'm hungry." I mumbled against his lips. He pulled away and gave me a knowing look.
"Then let's get some food." Edward took the keys out of the ignition and exited the car, jogging over to my side quickly. Before I even got my hand on the handle to let my self out, he was opening the door for me. I stepped out and placed my arm in his. We walked to the door and silently crept into the house.
Edward left me in the dark kitchen, gone upstairs to go change; considering he was just in boxers and a jacket. Just thinking about it sent pleasurable shivers down my spine.
I grabbed two bowls from the cabinet and grabbed a box of Fruit Loops from the cabinet below. I opened a drawer and took out two spoons, using my hip to bump it closed again.
As I was pouring the cereal, two hands found there way around my waist from behind. I jumped and was about to scream when Edward's head came into view. He leaned over my shoulder and kissed the hollow at my throat.
Edward grabbed his bowl and I grabbed mine and we tip toed into the living room and out onto the deck in the back yard. The air was slightly chillier then before and now as I looked up, the clouds seemed to have moved on. There was only a hint of them way off to my left.
We sat down on the steps leading out onto a path that wound its way around the pool, jutting off to the left and continuing down to a hammock that hung, nestled in between two trees at the beginning of the woods. It swayed back and forth aimlessly in the slight breeze.
Edward, with his bowl in one hand, wrapped his other around my waist and pulled me close to his side. He pulled his hand away and took a bite of his cereal. I laid my head on his shoulder and began to eat my already soggy fruit loops.
I looked up into the sky to see it was brightening by the horizon, sending pink and yellow colors to dance above the trees. I set my bowl to the side and cuddled closer to Edward's side. He too put his down and wrapped his arms around me, pulling me onto his lap.
I accepted the warmth radiating from his body; happy for an excuse to hold him tighter. The sun had begun to rise. From here is looked like a blazing orange circle behind the trees. Its rays cast shadows and at the same time light into the back yard.
I looked up at Edward's face to see it illuminated in orange. He looked immeasurably beautiful. Never had I been so in love with him then I was at that moment. Edward's eyes sparkled in the light as he took in the breathtaking scene in front of us, but I couldn't take my eyes off him.
He caught me staring, cupping my chin and leaning his forehead against mine.
"Don't leave me." I practically begged.
"Never." He vowed his voice firm and promising. His whole expression burned with sincerity.
"Love me." I told him.
"Always and forever." Tears leaked from my eyes as I tried to hold them back with no avail. Edward's words were so true and heartfelt and I could practically feel the love that oozed from them.
"I love you." I cried happily into his chest.
"I love you too. So goddamn much." He declared, grabbing my face and peppering it with kisses.
Behind Edward, a slight movement caught my attention. I picked my head up to see at the opened back door, Esme. She must have heard our exchange because her eyes were filled with tears, some spilling over and rolling down her cheeks.
She placed her hand on her heart and turned to leave. She was grinning from ear to ear. The smile looked to be one of satisfaction, relief, and pure joy. I smiled at her retreating form and turned back to face the trees.
The sun was now above the tops of trees lightly up the whole town. Animals were probably exited where they had slept to bask in the morning glow as Edward and I were.
The horizon, just behind the trees were still pink but up higher the yellow sun was surrounded by bright blue sky, clear and free of clouds. It looked like it would be a pretty perfect day.
I nestled into his chest facing the back yard. Edward's chin rested on my shoulder as he too looked on. This moment was utterly perfect and I would give anything for it to be like this forever. Watching the sunrise with the most perfect guy whom I loved with all my heart gave me a sense of hope for the future.
"So," Edward started, breaking the blissful silence "how bout a date?"
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