Chapter Six
I woke up a couple hours later to complete silence and darkness. I wasn't sure why I had woken up, until last nights activities had came rushing back. I palmed my forehead like I had the worst hang out in the centenary. I was laying on my side, hugging a pillow tightly to my stomach. I didn't feel a body next to mine, so when I reached over I was met with nothing. I felt the sheets, and they still felt warm. I snapped out of bed, throwing the blankets off me in a frantic hurry. "Edward?" I called out, but his name was echoed back to me from the emptiness of the room.
I tripped and stumbled my way to my bedroom door, pulling it open. The hallway was quiet and dark. The first place I checked was Charlies bedroom, which was still empty. I wanted to make sure Charlie hadn't made it home like he planned, last night. The sheets unmade, just like he had left them yesterday morning. Next I checked the bathroom but he wasn't there either. I walked quietly downstairs, listening to any movement, and that's when I heard it. I heard the washer machine door slam shut, from inside the laundry room. "Edward?" I called again, as I rounded the stairs. Edward was hopping up and down on one foot, trying to fit himself into his wet jeans. He had his black sweater on as well, soaking from last night when I had put it in the washer. Obviously I hadn't put his clothes in the dryer yet, because I went to sleep. "Edward, what the fuck are you doing?" I asked, annoyed, leaning on the door frame with my arms crossed.
Edward's head snapped up when he heard me, and he slowed his movements. He put both feet securely on the ground, his wet jeans hanging off his feet. "I... I... I'm going home."
I raised an eye brow. Really? We're going to play this game again. "Edward, you are aware that you don't have a home?" He cringed, but nodded, picking up his jeans and slowly putting one foot in. "Okay then, how the hell are you going to get to said home?" I asked, sarcastically, tapping my chin with my index finger.
"I... I'll walk."
"It's freezing out," I said deadpanned, "and it may or may not be still storming."
"Yeah, I know."
"Edward, take those damn clothes off." I growled, causing Edward to shake his head. He huffed, frustrated that he couldn't get his wet jeans on. "Look, it's still shitty out. I'll take you home at the end of the weekend, when the weathers better, okay?"
"Your father?" The look of annoyance and defeat wiped clear in his eyes, causing me to smirk. I had won.
"What about him? He never leaves the living room, and when he does it's just to go to Billy's or work. He'll never even noticed." Which was true, I don't even remember the last time Charlie had purposefully came into my room. Plus, he's completely unobservant, except for when it came to his TV.
"Are you sure? I don't want you getting in trouble."
"Edward," I sighed loudly, my breath fanning my face. "You do realize, you almost died last night?" Edward shook his head. "Why the hell are you in such a hurry to get away from me?" I asked, annoyed. It was getting ridiculous. He was going to try and go back to his bridge, in soaking wet clothes when it's fricking freezing outside. Obviously this boy had lost his common since living on the streets.
"I don't know." He sighed.
"I think we should talk."
"Me too." He sighed again, huffing as he through his jeans in a wet pile by the washer, and proceeded to take his sweater and soaking wet t-shirt off. I gulped and blushed a shade of red, looking down at my feet as he did so. "Like what you see?" Edward asked, causing me to look up. He was smirking, rubbing the palm of his hand up and down his chest, while the other hand rubbed the back of his hand. Apparently a warm bath and clean clothes make him cocky.
"Uh, huh." I mumbled, rolling my eyes. I walked over, picking up his jeans, sweater and t-shirt, throwing them into the dryer. "You probably want to take those underwear off too." I mumbled, biting my lip. I had my back to Edward, throwing the rest of the wet clothes into the dryer beside the washer. A couple seconds later, a pair of gray boxer briefs landed on my shoulder. "Ew," I mumbled, pinching the elastic and throwing them into the dryer with the rest of the clothes. When I was done, I placed both palms down on the dryer. "You better not be naked!" I scolded, scared to turn around.
"Relax Bella, I have those sweat pants on." It wasn't that I was opposed the idea of seeing Edward naked, I just didn't want to do anything I'd regret. And we really needed to talk, and seeing him naked, wasn't going to make the conversation any easier. If anything, awkward and uncomfortable. I swallowed hard, turning around. Yep, definitely awkward and uncomfortable.
I stalked out of the laundry room, making my way upstairs, I felt Edward's presence behind me. "You can go have a shower if you want?" I asked, once we were in my bedroom.
"What about your father?" I walked to my dresser, turning around Edward was looking at the floor, nervously rubbing the back of his neck.
"Uh, he's at work. He's at the station, he'll probably come home when the weather gets better. He doesn't work today." I mumbled, shifting through my dresser until I found what I wanted to wear. I grabbed the black yoga pants and a green tank top. "Edward, just go have a shower." I sighed. "My father won't come home." Edward sighed, and padded his bare feet feet loudly as he walked out of my room. "Towels are in that closet beside the bathroom, and shampoo and shit are in there!" I yelled, Edward grunted in return. I heard the closet door open and close, and the bathroom door shut.
I placed my clothes on the bed, and walked downstairs. I thought about calling Charlie, just to make sure he wouldn't be home for a while but I thought that was suspicious. I've never called Charlie at work before, but he's also never been away for the entire night before. I was stuck, I didn't know what to do. But I picked up the phone anyway, and dialed the numbers. "Hello, Forks police station. Charlie speaking, how may I help you today?" He sounded incredibly bored.
"Dad."
"Hey Bells. What are you doing up so early?" He mumbled. I winced as I pulled the elastic out of my messy hair, letting my brown locks fall free down my back.
"I told you my sleeping got screwed up last night when I slept for seven hours." I laughed into the phone, pulling my hand through my hair.
"Oh right. You're never going to sleep tonight." He chuckled.
"I hope I will, anyway. But that's not why I'm calling. What time are you coming home today?" I asked, twirling a stand of hair around my finger.
"Um, later I think. The roads still haven't cleared, but they're getting there. Why?"
"Oh um, I was just wondering how good the roads are, I was thinking about going to the library." I lied.
"No, Bells. I think its better if you just stayed home today."
"Okay dad," I hesitated, "I guess I'll let you go then."
"Yeah, duty calls." He laughed.
"Be safe." I whispered into the phone.
"Always am." And he hung up and I hung the phone on the receiver immediately after.
I walked back upstairs. I stopped at the bathroom door, raising my hand to knock but I stopped myself, for some reason I felt self conscious knocking on the bathroom door, especially when Edward was naked on the other side. I grumbled, scolding myself for being so lame before placing a gentle knock on the door. "Edward?"
"Yeah?" He hollered back, his voice muffled from the water.
"I just called my dad, he won't be back for a while. Apparently the roads are still bad." I leaned my head against the bathroom door, a couple moments later he answered.
"Kay." I hesitated at the door, but I had nothing else to say. I went back downstairs and thought about making breakfast, but I wanted to have a quick shower after Edward. Plus, I wasn't sure what Edward would want to eat. Not that he would complain, because I was sure he wouldn't. I just wanted to give him the option. I wanted to make him happy. So instead I made a pot of hot chocolate - enough for myself and Edward, because I knew that he liked it too - and sat on the kitchen chair and waited for him to finish his shower.
I thought about my situation with Edward, as I gripped my coffee mug in my hand - to hot too drink at the moment. I was incredibly happy that he would be staying with me, if only it was for a couple of days. I thought about him being safe, I hated that I never knew if he was alright when he was over an hour away. Maybe I could convince him to stay a couple more days. I just wanted him safe, and the thought of him being out in the freezing cold made me shudder and there he was up the stairs in my bathroom taking a shower, and that thought made me extremely giddy. I was also terrified that Charlie would find out, but the best part about him is that he doesn't hover. I doubt he would notice me harboring another person, as long as he had his TV.
I wasn't sure how long I was sitting at the kitchen table, sipping on my hot chocolate but I felt as if it was a long time. Edward had must of been in the shower for over an hour, because the sun was rising. Soon enough I heard the water turn off up stairs. A couple moments later, the bathroom door opened and I heard Edward's bare feat padding down the stairs. "Hi." He said timidly. I swallowed nervously, watching him rub his hand through his wet hair.
"Hi." I said back, standing up and putting my empty mug in the sink. "I'm going to have a shower. There's hot chocolate made if you want some. I'll make breakfast when I'm out, is that good?" I asked, turning around and leaning on the sink. He nodded. And I walked up the stairs to take my shower. I wasn't in the shower long, Edward had used up all of the hot water with his hour long shower. I planned on shaving my legs because a boy was staying with me, but I guess I couldn't. Instead I just washed my hair with cold water. I climbed out of the shower shivering from the coldness. I wrapped my hair in a towel, and put on my yoga pants and tank top.
I walked out of the bathroom, throwing my towels in the dirty hamper. I walked into my bedroom, and Edward was sitting there looking through my photo album. An album that I keep securely under my bed. "What are you doing!" I screamed, running to him, and throwing the photo album under my bed. Edward raised his hands, palms forward looking at me with wide eyes.
"I'm sorry." He muttered apologetically.
"Whatever, lets go get something to eat."
"Bella..." I wouldn't look at him, I forced my gaze to the ceiling.
"What?"
"Who was that women... in those pictures with you."
"Who do you think? You're a lot of things, but dumb ass isn't one of them." I rolled my eyes, crossing my arms.
"How come you don't talk about her? You've told me a lot about your friends and family, but you always leave out your mother."
"How come you don't talk about your family?" I retorted, smirking.
He winched. "Well... if I talk about my family, will you tell me about my mother?"
I gaped. I wasn't expecting that. "Really?" He nodded. "Okay, um. Can we eat first? I'm starving."
"Sure."
So we went downstairs. I cooked pancakes because Edward said he hadn't had them in a while. We sat at the kitchen table, eating quietly. The only sounds were the forks hitting against the plates and Edward's moaning from my good cooking. I tried not to smirk, or grin so I bit my lip. I couldn't even finish my eating, his moaning was way to distracting. Edward soon finished, going back for seconds and thirds. When he was done, he leaned back in his seat, rubbing his bare belly. I smiled. "Hungry?" I asked.
"You have no idea." He muttered, rubbing his belly. I frowned. I took his plate and my own to the sink. When I turned around he was looking at me, waiting for me to speak. I sighed before talking. "She was my best friend. We did everything together. It wasn't even like she was my mother, more like my best friend, and that's the way she liked it. We talked about anything and everything. We did all these different things together. Like yoga, and cooking class, and self defense classes. She was great. Um, she looked like me except she had a reddish color hair - I guess sort of like yours."
"Anything else?" He was trying to get me to talk about her.
"Um, she married Charlie when she was young. But my mother was always more of a free spirit type of person. She liked to be on the go, and never stay in one place so long. Charlie was the opposite. I guess when she got pregnant with me, she thought she'd settle down but eventually she got bored with that life, and living in Forks. So when I was only a couple months old, she left my father and took me with her. We lived everywhere. We were always doing crazy things like backpacking, and rock climbing. It was just crazy the things she could come up with for us to do. Did you know, I've even jumped out of a plane? I mean, it was incredible. But I was so scared." Edward laughed.
"Eventually we did settle down though. She met Phill, who was actually our sky diving instructor. I didn't know what made him different from any other man my mother had been with, but for some reason he was. I still don't know. But she fell head over heals in love with him, and they got married a month later. I was the maid of honor, and had to wear the most hideous yellow dress." I laughed at the memory, Edward laughed too.
"Was Charlie ever there?"
"You mean, did I ever hear from him when I was with my mother?" He nodded. "No, I mean.. My mother told me about him. But I never heard from him, and she didn't have any pictures of him when I was growing up so I didn't have a clue what he looked like. But I guess I don't think that was ever his fault.. that I didn't know him. We never stayed in once place long enough for him to be able to contact me. And I never had a home address, so he couldn't write me. But I was young and happy, traveling with my mother. I didn't need my father, when I was with her. I don't know..."
"Wow..."
"Yeah, you're turn." Desperate to change the conversation.
"Uh, okay. I really don't know what to say. My fathers name was Edward Masen. I was named after him, and uh, Masen is my last name. I look exactly like my father, but I had my mothers eyes and hair. Um, my mothers name is Elizabeth. She was a stay at home mom, she took care of me and my sister Kate. Kate was three years younger then me. Kate looked like me, exactly. My dad was a lawyer, so I grew up in a fairly wealthy home, which is kind of iconic if you think about it," he laughed humorlessly.
"My mother loved to cook. God, she was always cooking, and my father was barely ever home. He loved his job a whole lot, but I think it made my mother sad, that she had to take care of us while he was always working. I had always thought she wanted to work too, but my father wouldn't let her. He was weird like that, he thought that working was a man's job. I guess he was stuck in the olden days, like that.
"My sister looked up me, she was always trying to be like me, or try to hang out with me and my friends. It was so weird and annoying...." He tailed off, looking down at the table top.
"Tell me about you Edward?" I could tell by the look in his eyes that he didn't want to talk about his family. And he told me enough. He told me what I needed to know for now. I could wait for him to open the rest up to me. So I changed the subject, plus I really wanted to know what Edward use to be like.
"I, uh... Well I'm seventeen. I have one more year left of school. I use to play piano, and I've been living on the streets for five months." Wow, I was expecting that. Living on the streets for five months. He wasn't as use to it as I thought. And that means whatever happened with his family had happened five months ago..
"Huh, seventeen? A year younger then me. Whens your birthday?" I joked, trying to lighten him up a bit. I could tell he was hurting from talking about his family.
"June 20." He laughed.
The phone rang while Edward was laughing. I gave him apologetic smile before getting up and answering it. "Hello?" I smiled into the phone.
"Bella!" Alice sang into the phone. Followed by a laugh, and laughing in the background.
"What's up?" I smiled, Edward gave me a small smile, watching me.
"Nothing, just woke up." I lied, leaning against the counter top.
"Oh! You should come sledding with us!"
"Sledding, really Alice?" She laughed. "What are you, five?" I joked.
"Just come, it'll be fun."
"I can't Alice. I...." I really couldn't think of a lie.
"Please." She pleaded, I could practically feel her pout on the other end of the phone.
"I can't, plus I promised Charlie I'd stay home." I lied, but that was only a semi-lie. Technically I had told Charlie I wouldn't go to the library.
And he wanted me to stay home.
"Okay." She sighed.
"Sorry, but I'll talk to you later?"
"Okay." Again, with the sigh.
"Bye Alice, have fun!"
"Yeah, bye Bella." And she hung up. I hung up shortly afterward. Edward was looking at me.
"You know you can go right? I don't want you to think you have to babysit me. I can go... back."
I walked over to him, leaning in front of him between his knees. He looked sad, "Edward. I want to spend time with you, today. I see them everyday. I haven't seen you in a week." I sighed, placing my palms on his knees.
"Are you sure?" He muttered.
I nodded. "What do you want to do today?" I asked with a smirk, standing up.
"Uh, I don't know..."
"You wanna watch a movie?"I asked. He nodded with a small smile. We walked into the living room, he sat on the coach, I went to the TV, looking in the case for a movie. I held up two choices, he pointed to one and I popped it into the DVD player. And that's what we did for the rest of the day. We watched movie after movie on the coach. At first we were like statutes, not moving any closer to each other, but when something funny happened, I could see Edward move a little closer to me. Eventually I sighed and moved into the nook under his arm. He sighed in content, as did I. I leaned my head on his shoulder, and he placed his chin on top of my head.
Just like that, we were back. Like the fight never happened. We were touching each other again.
A/N: I know you guys always tell me that my chapter was good or whatever, when I post that I hated it. But this chapter.. oh Christ. WORST chapter. I don't even know why. I guess it was mostly fillers... And I guess the next couple of chapters will be fillers as well. There will be some shit in between - like the conversation about their family - that wasn't a filler. Anyway, I REALLY hope you liked it, even though I don't.
I have some recs, and you should check this shit out. First is iamashleydawn (she's my best friend) She usually writes Buffy the Vampire Slayer. But I convinced her to write Twilight so I could actually read it. And I really like her story.
Consider Me Gone.
Summary: Bella and Edward have been together since they were 12 years old. But at 25, Edward leaves Bella because he's in love with someone else. This story is written in both past and present to tell the story of BxE's relationship. OOC. All-human.
Anyway check that shit out, and review too!
ALSO, I wrote another story. That isn't getting anything, lol. No reviews, no alerts, no favorites. Like Christ. And I thought I wrote better in that story.
Songs to Live and Die By
Summary: The gang find themselves stranded in the middle of nowhere after the bus breaks down on a class field trip. Now somebody's chasing them. They can run or hide, but either way they're going to have to fight. Rated M for insinuating rape/gore. AH/AU.
Anyway, check that shit out as well. And review, alert, favorite. Whatever. I'll probably be working on that story more then Standing in the Rain. Just cause it's only going to be fifteen chapters long and I already have the first four done. The chapters are shorter then this one, and have less detail but more detail then my other stories. I'm actually really proud of it. And I'm excited to write gore, and blood and killings.
Okay, well long enough AN. Review, and check those two stories out!