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A Hard Day's Night
Bella's Point of View
The cold air caressed my face, making me shudder. I squeezed myself tighter against Edward. It had been a long time since the two of us hung out with Rose and Emmett at the local sports bar.
Edward squeezed the accelerator harder, making the bike roar louder on the quiet streets. My fingers clutched his leather jacket in a fierce grip. Edward hadn't used the Harley in a long time. We used to use it a lot more when we were younger, but since we'd had kids, it's been harder to go out. Tanya isn't exactly the best babysitter.
My mother had called earlier this week, asking if Edward and I needed a weekend off. My father got two Mariner baseball tickets and thought it would be fun to take Masen, and my mother could spend some quality time with Tanya.
After Tanya's basketball game tonight, Tanya was supposed to pick up Masen from my parents, so the two of them could go see a movie. She promised Masen that they could have their own little date night. He was extremely excited that his sister was taking notice of him.
We arrived at the bar in record time. Edward jumped off the bike first and then helped me off. There was another roar of a bike; I recognized it as soon as it got within sight. Rose and Emmett parked next to us in the same space.
Rose was wearing tight jeans and a white denim vest with brown cowboy boots. She looked amazing. We greeted one another before heading in the rowdy bar. Edward put his arm around my shoulders, holding me to his body. there were already sleazy drunks hitting on younger women.
Rose and I grabbed our usual table in the back corner while Emmett and Edward vied for the bartender's attention. The guys came back a few minutes later with the beers. Edward sat next to me and put a basket of fries near us. I didn't know what kind of seasoning they put on the fries, but it was divine.
Every so often Emmett and Edward would yell at the television. Rose and I just laughed at them and gossiped. "So, have you talked to Alice lately?" she asked, dipping her fry into a side of ranch.
Shaking my head, I answered. "No, I haven't talked to her since the last get together at my house. What about you?"
She glanced down with a peculiar look. "Me either. I've called her to see how she is, but she never returns my calls."
"Maybe she's been really busy. She did tell us that they are making renovations to their house and Jasper is expanding his bar," I reasoned.
"I don't think that's it, Bella."
"What do you mean?" I wondered.
"Well, I don't mean to accuse her of anything, but I think she has been intentionally ignoring us. I saw her a couple weeks ago when leaving the grocery store. I waved to her as she got in her car—she ducked her head and drove off."
"Are you sure she saw you? That doesn't seem like something Alice would do." Alice was the type of person who craved any kind of attention.
"Bella, I know what I saw. Not to mention I overheard Jessica and Lauren taking about meeting up with Alice later for dinner tomorrow."
"Now that is funny. Alice despises Lauren! Lauren tried to seduce Jasper in high school." My laughter died at the look on Rose's face.
"I'm not joking. I think Alice thinks she is better than us. It's kind of inevitable since she owns a boutique and Jasper owns a bar. They make a hell of a lot more money than we do."
"That's not a reason to disengage with us. If I remember correctly, she was a stripper when she first started dating Jasper. This town went insane over little Alice Brandon succumbing to sin. We were the only ones who stuck up for her. I'm sure this little funk she's in has nothing to do with us," I explained.
"We'll see, Bella. I hope you're right." She put her head back, taking a big gulp of her beer.
"Hey," Edward nudged me. "Em and I are going to play a game of pool. Do you want to join us?" he whispered in my ear.
I shook my head and replied, "No, I'll just stay here with Rose and have another beer." I finally noticed that my first beer was nearly empty.
"Have fun." He placed a butterfly kiss on my forehead.
Emmett and Edward sauntered across the bar and over to one of the empty pool tables. Watching other women's eyes lock on their asses, Rose and I laughed. I have always known that Edward was attractive, but it was always so interesting to me— even with his wedding band glistening in the light— that women still think they have a chance.
"Oh, Bella, two birds on the g," she giggled and motioned to behind me.
I quickly swapped seats, sitting next to her. The two women walking over to the boys looked really young, maybe early twenties. One had long blond hair, and the other had short red hair. It was quite entertaining watching them trying to get the attention of our boys.
The blond bent over the pool table, sticking her ass out. She quickly glanced at Edward to see that he wasn't paying attention. She narrowed her eyes and motioned for her friend to go.
"This is absolutely priceless," Rose laughed.
They were getting really irritated that the boys weren't even looking at them. My eyes drifted back to the girls and they were in a tiny huddle. They helped each other lower their tops to make them look sluttier. Strutting back toward our men, they looked like they had sticks up their asses.
The redhead took charge and went after Edward first. She placed a hand on his shoulder and he turned around with a smile, but it soon turned into confusion. He started to squirm as she got closer to him; it was kind of funny. Finally after a few seconds, recognition set on his face. He realized that this woman was trying to pick him up.
Edward started to shake his head and showed her that he was married. He pulled out his wallet and pulled out the well-worn family photos he always carried. I couldn't help the smile that formed on my face at seeing how happy he was to show the other woman pictures of us. Redhead, on the other hand, was not happy. She was pissed off.
"Look at poor Emmett," Rose giggled.
My eyes drifted away from Edward and toward Emmett and the blond. Emmett was on the green pool table scooting away from the blond. She looked like a tiger getting ready to pounce. This really wasn't fair to them anymore so I thought it was time to intervene.
"Let's go save their asses," I laughed, setting my bottle of beer on the table.
The redhead noticed me and narrowed her eyes as I walked up behind Edward. My arms encircled his middle, and I could see through the small space in between his arm and side. He was showing her the family picture we took when Masen was a baby. I loved those pictures. Masen was a little fisherman, holding a bucket and fishing rod with a fake tiny fish. It was so cute.
"Oh, hey, Bella, this is…" Edward turned to the red-faced woman. "I'm sorry, I didn't catch your name?"
"It's Victoria," she sneered.
"Well Victoria, this is my beautiful wife, Bella. Bella, this is Victoria. I was just showing her the pictures of our family."
"How sweet," I smirked at her; I could feel the anger rolling off of her.
"How old are you?" I asked.
"I don't think that is any of your business," she hissed.
"Well, you don't really look old enough to really be in here." I raised my eyebrow.
Edward was completely oblivious to what was going on; he continued to flip through the pictures in his wallet and show more pictures of us.
"I'm twenty-one," she challenged.
"Really? I have a hard time believing that."
"I am twenty-one," she gritted her teeth.
"Can I see your I.D.?" I asked.
"What are you a cop?" she scoffed.
"Yes, I am," I answered without a hint of hesitation.
Her expression faulted a bit, "Then…Then…Wh-wh-where's your badge?" she stuttered.
"Right here," I motioned, reaching into the back pocket of my jeans. She ran so fast, pulling her friend with her as they went out the doors of the bar.
"And this picture is from…" Edward paused, looking next to him. "Oh, where did Victoria go? I was just about ready to show her our wedding picture."
"You're so pretty," I laughed, quoting Rachel from Friends.
"I'm not pretty, Bella. I'm handsome," he whispered in my ear, looking around to see if people were listening.
"I love you," I proclaimed. I pulled his head down and placed a sultry kiss on his lips.
"I love you, too." He snaked his arms around my waist, pulling me closer to his body. His hands drifted down into the back pockets of my jeans.
We continued to kiss each other for the next couple of minutes before he finally pulled away. "What do you say about leaving these two?" he nodded his head to Rose and Emmett.
Instead of responding to him, I gave him a wide smile and pulled him with me. "See you later, Rose!"
She acknowledged me by waving, and then reattached her lips back to Emmett's. As I was walking with Edward, I stumbled into to someone. "I'm sor…"
"Tanya?" Edward choked.
I would know those brown eyes anywhere. What the hell was she doing in a bar? She was supposed to be taking her brother to a movie.
"Shit! Mom, Dad, I thought you were going to Jasper's tonight?" Her eyes glided over to Demetri and her friends.
"It really doesn't concern you where we go. You, on the other hand, concern us," I snapped.
"I'm eighteen. I can do whatever I want," she waved off our concerns.
"Tanya, this bar has a strictly twenty-one and over policy. Last time I checked, you were eighteen. It doesn't even matter right now. What matters is the fact that your brother has been waiting for you at your grandmother's house to come and pick him up for the movie date you promised him."
"We can do that any other time. Tonight I am hanging out my friends. If you'll excuse me?" She started to walk away, but she didn't get far.
As I pulled her back to us, I could feel the rage rolling off of Edward's shoulders. "Edward, go get the bike ready, I will be right there." His fist clenched and unclenched before he gave me a stiff nod and walked away.
I turned my attention back to Tanya. "You, young lady, need to get your shit and meet me at your grandmother's within the next thirty minutes. That is fifteen minutes longer than you need. Do you understand?" I hissed.
"Mom, are you serious?" She was definitely not happy, but neither was I.
"I'm very serious right now, Tanya. Thirty minutes…" I said in a calm hushed tone.
I could tell she wasn't too happy when she sagged her shoulders and told her boyfriend that she had to leave. Turning around, I walked out of the bar and over to Edward. His knuckles were white as paper from gripping the handlebars tightly.
Taking a deep breath, I got on the bike and he took off. He was driving like a maniac, scaring the hell out of me. I knew Edward was a great driver, but that didn't help the nerves as he sped like a demon.
We arrived at my parents house within ten minutes. My father came out with his rifle, ready to scare someone, but when he noticed it was Edward and me, he relaxed. "What's with the gun, Charlie?" Edward laughed.
"Oh, it's just the two of you. There have been punks around here, playing games at night. I'm going to catch one of them these days."
"Charlie!" My mother came running out. "What in the bloody hell are you doing with that?" She pulled it out of his hands.
"I thought it was those punk ass kids. Give me back my gun, woman." My mother pulled the gun away from my Dad and smacked the back of his head with her free hand.
"What were you going to do? Shoot the poor kids?" she asked. I think my father forgot about us. I cleared my throat and they both turned toward Edward and me.
"Oh, Bella!" my mother shoved the gun at my father's chest and came running down to embrace me in a hug.
"Hi, Mother." I greeted.
She kissed my cheeks and then Edward's. "What are you both doing here? Tonight was your date night."
"We had to cut it short…"
"Oh, well, Masen is asleep. It took awhile to get him to calm down—Tanya never showed up. I have no idea where she is."
"Mom," I interrupted her. She stopped talking and looked at me.
"Yes, darling?" she asked.
"I know where Tanya was." She nodded her head for me to continue. "Edward and I had to cut our date short because Tanya was hanging out at the same bar."
"She was at a bar?" she screeched.
"Mom, please calm down," I pleaded.
"Where is she?
"Mom, she is meeting Edward and me here in a few minutes. We will talk to her."
"What good will that do, Bella? She doesn't care what you say!"
"Mom, please. Edward and I will handle it."
She huffed and turned around, going back inside the house. Bright headlights turned down my parents driveway, and seconds later Tanya stumbled out of the car. As she passed by Edward and me she tried to act like we were invisible. Seeing Edward rigid with rage, she knew the wrath was about to unfold.
I followed my father inside the house with Edward behind me. The five of us each took a seat at the kitchen table. Tanya looked scared shitless, as she damn well should. She put herself in this position.
I decided since I would probably the calmest one, I should start first. "So, you want to tell me why you went to a bar, instead of picking up your brother for the movie night you promised?"
There was a flash of guilt on her face, but she quickly shifted to an indifferent expression. "It's really no big deal. All my friends go to bars. I could take Masen out to a movie any other time. He will understand." She rolled her eyes.
"Now that is where you are wrong," Edward interrupted her. "You can't promise an eight year old that you are going to take him to the movies and not follow through with it. Do you realize how excited he was when you said you would take him? Then on top of that, going to a bar?" His tone was harsh and critical.
"Oh, like you and mom didn't go to bars when you were my age?" she scoffed and rolled her eyes.
"Listen to me young lady, you will not roll your eyes at your parents. You should have so much respect for everything they have done for you." My father stepped in.
My father was not someone you questioned or argued with. If anyone knew better, it was me. I had pushed his buttons a lot in high school when I met Edward.
"What have they done for me? Do you know what it's like to live with parents who act like teenagers half the time? Not to mention Masen, who is the golden child in their eyes?"
"Tanya, you know that is not true," I assured her.
"It sure seems like that. You two yell at me almost every day," she cried.
"That's because you purposely get yourself into trouble!" Edward snapped, slamming his hands on my parents wooden table.
"I'm a teenager. I am supposed to be making mistakes now!"
"Well, you should think about the consequences of your actions before you do it," I stressed.
"I can't do that with you two breathing down my neck." She glared at Edward and me.
"Bella, we're getting nowhere with this. She is eighteen—she can do whatever she wants." My father said.
I knew what he was doing. He had done this with me when I would get into trouble with Edward when I was Tanya's age. When my parents acted indifferent to what I did, I realized what I was doing was wrong and how much I took my parents for granted.
Edward grew up in a different household; his father was always at the hospital and Esme was always into her charities. Tanya was very similar to Edward during his teenage years; the difference was that Tanya had parents who were home most of the time. Most of the things Edward did were to get his parents attention.
"See, Grandpa understands. I am eighteen. I can do whatever the hell I want." She smiled like this was the best thing she had ever heard.
Edward grasped my hand tightly underneath the table. I knew he was not happy about this, but if it would help her grow up, then this is what we were going to do.
"Alright, well, I guess we'll get going." I said with a timid smile. Standing up, I gave my mother and father a hug goodbye. Tanya ignored us and went up to the guest room.
My father walked Edward and me outside to the bike. "In time, she'll figure it out."
"I hope so," I said.
Edward was silent. I knew he wasn't happy with what had gone down tonight. Tanya was unpredictable; we had no way of predicting what she would do. I just hoped that we wouldn't regret this decision.
I waved to my father one last time before Edward took off down the driveway and toward our home.
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