Hey peoples. i'm so sorry its been taking me so long o update. my beta had exams the other week and i sent her this chapter, but she hasn't gotten back yet. so instead of keeping you waiting any longer, i will update. i have decided to keep my beta and sent her the chapters, but if she doesn't sent them back in about a week or so, im just going to update and when she does, i will replace it with the correct one. sounds like a plan? i got the idea from someone, but i don't know the name. so sorry person i didn't give props to.
so here's chapter 15. we're almost at the end T_T, but enjoy it while lasts. here we go, un-beta.
15. Batter up!
I sat in the car as we followed Emmett and Rosalie – who were driving a dark green Hummer – as he followed Jasper – who was in a dark blue Lexus. Both very expensive cars if you ask me. But, this coming from a person who drove a broken down truck for a year before driving the rabbit that was hand made along with a motorcycle, so what did I know.
I was sucking in the minutes in his car. Sue me if someone thinks I'm wrong, but I think sitting in his car is a lot better than sitting in a bar. No offense to Jasper but it just was.
It was nice and warm in it. The leather of the seat felt nice as I laid my head against it. Plus it didn't have a fate smell of stale beer. It smelled, well, like him. It was very comforting. Almost as much as his bed. But nothing is better than his bed.
I looked at the speedometer. I wasn't surprise to see him driving almost ninety miles per hour. It was a good thing both Jasper and Emmett was driving just as fast, or we would have run into them a long time ago.
"Why do you guys drive so fast?" I asked him. As long as I had a set belt on, I didn't mind it. Not like he would pull off if I didn't, even through I notice he 'forgets' to put his on. But then again, I wasn't a damn cop just waiting for a reason to write someone a ticket. I'm pretty sure my father would disapprove of this.
He shrugged. "We've been driving like this since we got our licenses. This is actually pretty slow through."
I looked at the speedometer again to see if I had it right. Yeah I did. He was now going ninety miles per hours. I gave a humorless chuckled. "If ninety is slow to you, I hate to see what fast is."
He turned to me. "What can I say? We got a need for speed." he smiled before turning his eyes back to the road.
I chuckled again. "Yeah, well that need can get you in trouble." I reminded him. I looked at the ceiling of the car and a piece of paper sticking out the sun visor caught my eye. "In fact, what is this pretty pink paper?" I slid the paper out and unfolded it. "Huh, Issued to Edward Antonio Masen for going fifteen miles above the speed limit. Must pay a fee of one hundred and fifty dollars." I read aloud off the paper. I hummed like I was in deep thought about what I read. "So I'm guessing you didn't get stopped by a female cop." I jokingly guessed.
If he did, I'm pretty sure he wouldn't have gotten it. All he has to do is flash a big smile showing all those pretty pearly whites of his. That, plus the fact that no woman can resist those puppy browns. All that plus his great charm, and bye-bye speeding ticket.
I hated the thought of him swaying other women like that. But I'm not always there to claim him. It's the price you to pay went you're dating someone as good-looking as him.
He snatched the ticket out of my hand. I laughed as he folded it with one hand and put it in his own sun visor. "Are you done commentating on my driving now?" he playfully snapped.
I laughed again. "Yeah, I am." I turned my head to him. "For now anyways." He rolled his eyes.
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About ten minutes after the conversation, we were sill driving in the car. I would think we would have been there by now. How far was this damn place?
"So what's the deal with you guys and the batting cages?" I asked.
He got this big smile on his face. He looked like a kid with candy. "My parents took us all the time when we were younger. It was something that kind of brought the whole family together." He turned to me and smiled. "Baseball- it is the American pastime." He said with a big smile.
I smiled at his smile. I loved seeing him like this. It must remain him of his childhood memories. They must be great. "Well, I'm glad to be sharing it with you."
He turned back to the road. I reached up to give him a kiss on the cheek. I really wanted him to stop turning away from the road.
After another five minutes, we finally pulled up to a building. He took no time getting to my door to open it.
We walked hand in hand, well, glove in glove since it was freezing outside. Not as good as holding his actually hand, but I rather for it not to be the same than for both of us to have frost bit. We walked behind Emmett who had his arm wrapped around Rosalie's shoulder. I can tell they are going to be more open to PDA than Edward and I was.
I looked to my right and saw Jasper. He had his hands dug deeply into his pockets and walking alone. I turned to Edward and slightly yanked on his hand. He looked at me with a confused look. I nodded to Jasper. He got what I meant and smiled.
He released my hand and put it in his pocket. I walked next to Jasper and hooked my arm with his. He looked at me and smiled. I smiled back as we walked to the door.
They paid and were put in three separate cages, all next to each other. I stood on the outside of Edward's cage and leaned against it, holding both of our coats.
I like watching him bat. It looked so natural to him. He could cook; he was smart, sweet, caring; and now looking at him. I was starting to see a little athletic skill in him. Was there anything he couldn't do?
The balls came at him so fast. I didn't even see most of them. The only reason I knew he was still hitting was the crack I heard every minute or two.
The hits were in a smooth motion. The way he moved was so sexy; as if I was completely turned on by him before. Even in the lighting in the building, he looked gorgeous. Man, I think it's just my stupid teenage hormones kicking in.
When he was done he turned to me. I smiled at him then gave him a little wave. He walked over to me and opened the door. "Are you done?" I asked. He shook his head then grabbed my wrist to pull in. "Edward, what are you doing?" I giggled as he took the hamlet off and placed it on my head.
"The balls come out at ninety miles per hour; I'm trying to keep that pretty head of yours safe." He continued to smile.
He took the coats out of my hands then replaced them with his bat. My small smile dropped. I just realized what he was doing. "Edward, I can't hit a baseball."
"Sure you can." He turned to where the balls were coming from and pointed. "Just keep your eyes on the ball and try. I'll be right over here." He kissed me on the nose before walking to lean on the side of the cage.
I heard a tick, tick, tick; telling me the next set of balls was coming.
I held the bat the best way I could. I heard the machine go and saw a white blur coming to me. The ball was coming too fast, which made me nervous. I closed my eyes in fear and swung wildly. I knew I missed, terribly at that, because I heard the ball hit the cage.
I breathed through my nose in relief. I opened eyes when I heard a laugh that was trying to be cover up with a poor fake cough. I turned to see Edward covering his mouth.
"Don't laugh at me." I told him.
He removed his hand and looked at me. I could see he was trying to hold in his smile. "I wasn't." he tried as hard as he could to be serious.
I rolled my eyes. "Yes you were. I told you I couldn't hit."
He chuckled. "That's an understatement." He said as he pushed off the cage and placed the coats on the floor.
I narrowed my eyes at him. The comment wasn't necessary. I pointed the bat at him. "Watch it, Masen. I still have a bat in my hand." I warned.
He laughed at my threat. "Somehow I think I'm safe." He opened the door and reached to the box that, I was guessing, controlled the pitching machine. He pressed a few buttons before stepping back in.
"Really, do you want to see how safe you are?" I asked stepping towards him. He didn't look moved. He just smiled at me as I stepped to him.
He took my wrists and turned me so my back on to him and my arms were crossed across my chest. "Down, kitty. I was just kidding." He kissed my shoulder. "But you are cute when you're mad." He said. I heard the damn teasing smile in his voice. I had an urge to kick him. I hate when he does shit like that."Come on." He released both of my wrists and took one of my hands. He pulled me to the base.
"No, Edward. I don't want to." I whined.
"You just need some help." He turned me so I was on the base and facing him. I can't believe he was actually going to make me do this.
"Firstly, you're holding the bat the wrong way." He took the bat and held it in front of me. I took it then he quickly adjusted my hands to where they needed to be. I personally couldn't see the difference. They looked the same the first time. But what did I know?
"Tighten your grip." He told me. I did what he said. "Okay, now bring this shoulder to the front." He placed his hand on my left shoulder and pulled it forward. "Push that one back." He lightly pushed my other shoulder back.
"Now, line this foot up with your shoulder." He tapped my right foot with his. I took a small step forward. He stepped back and looked at me. He moved his hand up and down the side of my body. "Bring it up a little more." He said, looking at my foot. I guess it wasn't lined up. I moved it a little. "Okay, stop." He said after about a half a meter.
He looked at me up and down again. He walked behind me. "Your stance is good. Now square your hips." He gently placed his hands on my waist. He moved my hips left to right then pulled me to him. I could easily feel his body on my back.
I smiled at the feeling. "Are you trying to start something, Mr. Masen?" I joked.
He chuckled. "No." He flipped my hair over my shoulder, giving him easy access to my neck. He leaned in. "At least not yet, Miss Swan." He whispered in my ear then softly kissed under it then down to my neck.
He slowly snaked his hands around my waist and held me closer to his body. I laughed softly at the motion. After all that work he did, he was messing up my stance he tried so hard to fix.
He started kissing my neck again. He light placed kisses on my neck down to my shoulder than up again. I felt myself getting lost in him.
I found myself leaning into every touch. I would have gotten completely lost if I didn't remember where we were or what we were trying to do. "Edward." I sighed in bliss. "Stop before you do start something."
He chuckled against my neck. He gave me one more kiss before pulling away. I didn't feel him right on my back anymore so I knew he made some space between us. I fixed myself so I wouldn't fall while he made the space. I shook my head to get my mind straight again. I elbowed him in the side for making me get caught up like that. He laughed.
"Just finish showing me how to hit the ball." I told him as I fixed my stance back to how it was before he messed it up.
"Okay." He chuckled. He put his hands on my hips again and actually fixed them to how they were supports to be. "Let the bat sit on your shoulders." He grabbed the tip of the bat and pulled to my shoulder, making my elbows angle. "Keep your elbows straight." He fixed them so they were 'straight', I'm not too sure what that meant.
I looked down at myself to see if I was standing right. I felt so uncomfortable. "Keep your head up." I heard him said. I lifted my head again. "Now when you get ready to hit, straighten out your arms."
I held out my arms straight like he said. "Like this?" I asked.
He walked around to see me. "Not really." He crooked my hands so the bat wasn't straight up in the air like I had it. "If you try to hit it like you had it, the ball will bounce off and you'll get hit in the head." He chuckled.
That's dumb. What the hell is the point of the damn hamlet if I might get hit anyways?
He walked back around me. He places his hands on my arms. "Now swing." His body moved with mine as I gave a light swing. "And follow through." He said softly as he led my arms over my other should. "Just like that. Perfect." I heard him smile. "Okay, ready to try it by yourself?"
"I think so." Now that I knew what I was doing wrong, it couldn't be any worst this time around.
He walked away from me and to the cage door again. He opened it and leaned out to press some buttons again. "Okay, I dropped the speed to about fifty, so that should be a little better for you." He said coming back in the cage.
I nodded as he leaned against the side of the cage. "Remember, what I said, keep your eyes on the ball." He said again. I nodded again.
I heard the ticks again; say that a ball was coming. I made sure everything was right.
I heard another tick then a blur came flying out. This time I was surer it was a ball. I knew what was coming so I didn't close my eyes this time.
It came closer and I swung. This time it hit. But it was very hard. In fact, wasn't hard at all. There was no crack, but I did feel a small shake in the bat. The ball went a few inches in the air before dropping to the floor and rolling to the cage.
I turned to Edward. I saw him smile at me. "That was better. At least you hit it this time."
I smiled at him. I relaxed my stance then leaned on the bat. "I think I need some more help, Coach." I said. I wanted his arms around me again.
He chuckled as he pushed of the grate. He walked over to me and stepped behind me again. "Go into the stance." He said. I did what he said. "Let me see your swing again." He said. I gave a fake swing. He put his hands on my hips. "Move your body with your hands." I swung again and he moved my hips as I did.
We heard the tick again. "Ready?" he said in my ear. I nodded. He moved his hand to my arms. Then a ball was released. "Eyes on the ball." He remained. I nodded again. "Hit as hard as you can." He said. I nodded again.
"And…" he waited until the ball came closer to us. He removed his hands. "Swing." He said at the right time.
Once he did, I swung and tried to as hard as possible this time.
This time I heard the crack and felt more of a shake in my hands. The ball actually went back faster then it came to me. It hit the opposite end then dropped to the floor.
"Bella, that was great." He praised. I smiled at his words and relaxed my stance.
I turned to him. "Really?"
He nodded. "It was perfect." He smiled. He walked over to pause the machine again.
He walked over to me and placed his hands on my hips, this time I was facing him. "Just like you." He said, taking off the hamlet. He let it dropped to the floor, making a thump.
I reached up and wrapped my arms around his neck. "Well, I had a perfect teacher."
"Yes, you did." He smiled with a nod. He is such a smug jackass. But he's my smug jackass.
We leaned to each other and our lips met in the middle. He lifted me slightly off the ground. I dropped the bat, causing it to make the same sound as the hamlet.
We paid it no mind. It just made my hand free to, but of course, grip his hair and pull him to me.
We were about to deepen the kiss when we got stop.
"Get a room, you two." We heard someone call. I pulled away in embarrassment. He looked in the direction it came from. I just hid my face in his chest. "What, trying to keep with me and Rosa?" when he said that, I knew who it was.
I looked up to see I was right. Emmett was smiling at us. "No one can keep up with you and my sister." Edward said, rolling his eyes in annoyance.
Emmett shrugged. "You're right. But you can at least try."
Edward rolled his eyes again. "Screw you, Emmett." He said. I've never heard him said things like that. That was because he doesn't say things like that in front of students and he wouldn't talk that way to me. But he seems to be saying something like all day.
"I think you got me confuse, Eddie." He teased then nodded to me. I got embarrassed again and turned away. He kissed me on top of the head.
"Be quiet, Emmett."
Then I heard Emmett laugh loudly. That damn roar of his again.
When I looked up, I saw he was still laughing. But that's not what I was paying attention to.
I squinted my eyes to see if I was see right. And I was. I curse the day I got these fucking contacts, because now, I could see things clearly. Things I wasn't supports to see.
I looked down and saw I was still in Edward's arms and off the ground. I patted his chest. "Edward, put me down." I said in a low voice.
He looked at me. "Don't worry about him, babe." He said. He leaned in to kiss me again, but I turned my head.
"It's not that. Can you just please put me?" I said with urgency. He did what I asked.
When I was on the ground, I kept my head down as I walked over to the coats. "Aww, did I offend pretty Bella?" Emmett said, as if he was actually sincere. He shouldn't flatter himself. I had an urge to flip him off but I kept my head down.
I sat down on the ground next to the coats. I pulled my knees to my chest to put myself in a small ball.
Edward turned to Emmett. "Is it too much to ask you the shut the hell up? Damn, it's like you need a muzzle or something." He joked. Emmett laughed and turned his attention back to the flying objects coming towards him.
Edward walked over to me. "You okay?" He asked.
I nodded. "Keep going, I'm just tired." I told him.
"Okay, but just a few more than we can leave." He promised. I nodded. I rather leave now, but he was happy now and I didn't want to take that away from him. But I need to do something.
He walked to turn the speed back up. "Can I see your jacket?" I asked him as he walked back pass me. Since it was so cold outside, he was wearing a lightweight jacket under his coat that he never took off.
He gave me a confused look. "I'm cold." I told him. He nodded then took of his jacket and tossed it to me.
I quickly put it on and put the hood up. It was big on me.
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As much as I wanted to, I didn't pay attention to Edward. Through out the hits, I kept looking over by Emmett.
After a few more hit, he came over to me. He squirted down next to me. "Are you okay?" he asked.
I smiled. "Yes, why would you say that?"
He breathed. "Because ever since what Emmett said, you keep look over to him and then look away like you're hiding or something." He pointed out.
He noticed. So he must've been looking when I wasn't. I should probably tell him. But he was enjoying himself so much; I didn't want to ruin it for him. But I needed to tell him. If I didn't, it could ruin us.
I sighed hard. "I am." I said. He looked at me with a puzzled expression. "Look towards Emmett's cage." I told. I looked up to see him starring at me. "Just so it, please." I said. He did what I said.
"Bella, what am I looking at?" he said.
I shushed him. "Look two cages down." I gave a small point. "You see that guy." I said.
His face dropped when he was what I was talking about. "Mr. Wilson?" He whispered to me, still looking at him.
"Yeah." I said.
Mr. Wilson was a back-up gym teacher at our school. Since the school was small, we didn't have that many gym classes. But when a P. E. teacher – or any one for that matter – was out, he would be the first call.
I overhear him talking to the other teachers all the time about how baseball is a great sport and crap like that. The man is in love with the sport. Seriously, if it was a person, he would fuck it at hello.
I never paid attention to it until now. He must come here to stay in size. And to live of his fantasy about playing for a major lead team.
"What's he doing here? I wonder if he's ditching too." Edward said, still looking at Mr. Wilson, as if that would make him disappear if he stared hard enough.
I looked at my watch. I wasn't surprise at the time. "Not likely. It's three thirty; school was over an hour ago."
Edward turned to me. "We should probably go." He suggested. I didn't want to, but I agreed with a nod.
"Maybe not at the same time through." I said.
"You'll probably right." he looked as he was deep in thought. "I got an idea." He reached in his coat pocket and took out his keys then handed them to me. "Go to the car and I'll be out as soon as possible." He said.
I nodded then he stood up and backed away from me. I stood up and put my coat on then walked out the cage.
While I was walking down the ale, I saw Jasper still batting.
I tapped on the cage to get his attention. He looked at me and smiled.
"You guys leaving?" he asked.
"Yeah, we have to get going." I said, not going into details.
He walked over to me. "Well, it was nice meeting you." He said reaching through the cage for a hand shake.
Since he couldn't get it through completely, I gave him a small one. "Yeah, you too." I said honestly. No offense to Emmett, but I liked Jasper.
"See you soon?" he asked.
I nodded. "Yeah, hopefully." I really did want to see him again. I can see myself being great friends with Jasper, like a brother.
I dug my hands into the pockets as I walked to Edward's Volvo. I swear it has gotten colder. Maybe I was just use to the heat inside.
Whatever the hell it was, it made me damn near run to the car. I slowed my pace when I remember there was ice on the ground. That would have not been good for my already poor correlation.
A minute or two later, I saw Edward coming to the car. When he got in he was shaking from the cold. That's when I remembered I still had his jacket on.
"That was close." He said as he put his hands to the heater.
"Yeah it was. But a little drama keeps life interesting." I said.
He looked at me and smiled. "Not too much drama I hope." He leaned in to give my lips a peck. His lips were icy cold. "Come on, let's get you home." He said was he pulled out of the parking space. Yes, please.
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We were sitting in my house, on the couch. I was glad to find my mom still out, so he was more than welcome to come in. He was rubbing my legs as they rested on his.
"I actually like hitting baseballs with you today." I told him. I didn't think I would. I thought I would just watch him, but I'm glad he made me. I enjoyed hitting them almost as I did watching him. Almost.
He smiled. "I'm glad. Maybe I can take you again. Just the two of us, through."
I smiled. "I would like that. But we should make sure no one we know is there." I reminded him.
"I agree. What about on a school night." Okay, that might work. I mean its how we went on our first date. "But they close at six on weekdays." He said as if he was disappointed at the fact. "Maybe weekends?" he looked at me.
I shook my head. "Isn't that kinda how we almost got caught this time?" I told him.
"Right. And summer would be the same problem." He looked as if he was deep in thought. He's been doing this all day. Each time he does, there's a little vein pop up over his right eyebrow. I smiled at the fact that I noticed something so little about him. "Okay, I got." He finally said.
"Okay, go." I said.
"If we'll still together when you're eighteen, I take you following summer." He said.
I smiled at him. "Okay. It's a date."
"Yeah, our second one." He joked. I laughed at it. Then we shook hands in agreement. He went back to rubbing my legs. "Maybe we can play with my family until then. We need another player."
I laughed. "I don't think that's a good idea." I said.
"You're probably right. We don't want you to fall while running to the bases." He joked. Then he laughed loudly at it. I kicked him in the side. It was okay for me and me alone to make fun of my clumsiness. He looked at me. "I mean we don't want you to get dirt on that pretty face." He tried to cover it up.
I rolled my eyes as he leaned to me. That safe sucked, but I let him kiss me anyways.
After giving me a quick peck, he sat back up. "So how did you like them anyways?" he asked.
"Who, your brother and sister?" I asked to be sure.
He nodded. "And my idiot." He said. I laughed at how he referred to Emmett. That wasn't nice. But I did have to admit. For my first time meeting him, he was being kind of a tool.
"Well, I like Jasper." I told him.
"Should I be nervous about that? You two look mighty cozy with your arms hooked like that." He teased. I laughed at his jealously. I know he was joking, but it was still cute.
I shook my head. "No. I just think he would make a good friend, that's all."
"Uh huh." He said, crooking his eyebrow.
I reached up to kiss him on the cheek. "You have nothing to worry about." I promised him. He turned his head and met his lips with mine. "Maybe." I teased.
He smirked and gave me a light push. I went back to how I was before.
"Emmett was…" I stop to look for the right words. "was a lot to handle, on our first meeting anyways. It might just take me some-getting use to him."
He chuckled. "Yeah, he can have that affect on people. But trust me, even through he is a total jackass, he's not so bad. I love him, he's a good friend." He said.
It was my turn to tease him. "Uh oh. Should I be worried?" I crooked an eyebrow at him with a teasing smile. He took a pillow and threw it at me. I laughed then removed it. "That's not a no." I said throwing it back at him.
He caught the pillow with no problem. "It's a hell no." he said. He leaned in to give me a passionate kiss. When he kiss me like that, I think I have to believe him.
He went back to his sitting position. "Okay. What about Rosalie?" he asked.
I didn't have an answer for that one. We only had a small talk, which wasn't that good of one. I didn't know what to make of her.
"Ummm… let's just put it this way, if the ice that was still between us was a place, it would be Alaska." I told him.
The joking was gone from his face as he sighed hard. "Yeah, she'll always like that."
Like what, a total bitch. But I didn't say that out loud. She is still his sister, after all. "Like what?" I played stupid.
He sighed. "She can be kind of… how can I put this… I'm going to say closed off to new people."
I shrugged then played with his fingers. "I didn't notice." I lied. And it felt like fire shooting from my throat.
He gave a light chuckle. "Stop it, Bella." He said.
I looked at him. "Stop what?" I played stupid again.
"You don't have to do that." He said.
I looked down at his fingers again then shrugged again. "I really don't know what you're talking about." The lies kept rolling off my tongue. I didn't want to tell him how I really felt.
"Bella…" he urged.
"Okay." I sighed. "She did act a little rude." I kept it gentle.
He chuckled. "And that's putting it lightly, right." He guessed.
"Sure, I guess." I looked at him. "Did I do something?"I could help but feel that her attitude towards me was nothing but personal. But why would it be? I didn't do anything but try to have a small conversation with her.
He shook his head. "You didn't do anything. Believe me, it wasn't a personal thing." He said. He said that like he knew what I was thinking. This must've happened before.
"Then why?" I asked.
He started rubbing my legs. "Like I said, she's always like that. She doesn't really like when there's a new girl in the picture."
I tilted my head slightly to the side. "I don't understand."
He sighed. "When she sees anyone of us – either, my brother, my father or I – getting too close to someone, she doesn't like her, period." He explained.
Why was that? Was it because Emmett didn't know how to get it under control when he sees a new person? I smiled in my head at my joke. "Since she doesn't, and knows how girls work, she cranks her bitch level all the way up to ten plus. She figures the girl wouldn't be able to take her attitude anymore and just ends up leaving" He finished explaining. I laughed at how he referred to his sister.
Was he even allowed to say something like that? Yeah, he was since he's been talking like a teenager all day.
"Does it usually work?" I asked. I don't think it would work on me. I care about him too much for something like that to stop us. I don't even think I would see her that much anyways.
"Yeah." He said. I felt a wave of disappointment rush over me. I didn't want to think grew women are that easily pushed. "But it's hasn't worked on our father's second wife. And it's not working on you." He turned to me. "Is it?" he begged with his eye.
I smiled. "Of course not."
He smiled back. "Good. I'm glad." He leaned in to give me a peck on the lips. He pulled back then rested his back on the couch.
"Why do you think she's like that?"
He shrugged. "I'm not sure. She's been that way since our mom die." He said. I think I got the reason once he said that.
"Oh, that make senses, I guess."
He gave me a confused look. "What do you mean?"
"Well, it would be like me and mom. It's just been us two for so long, that if she just magical started dating someone, I don't think I would like him right off the bat. Because even through my parents were divorced for a year before he died, I would still feel like this random new guy is trying to replace him, even if that's not his intention." I tried to explain to him. He still gave me the same look. I sighed. "She feels like any new woman is taking the place of her mother."
His face dropped in to understanding. "I guess I get it too." He moved closer to me. "So besides that, how was the day?" he asked.
I smiled. "I had a great time. But there was something they said that kind bothered me." I said. He looked at me to go on. "The jokes about my sanity."
His faced dropped. "Yeah, I'm sorry about that. They don't really get the fact that not everyone thinks their jokes are funny." He tried to cover for them.
I laughed. "No, it's not the fact that they told them, it's the fact that they were right." He looked at me confused again. "Edward, admit it, this is crazy. Me falling for you, us taking a chance like this, it's all very crazy. And I'm total crazy for doing all of it." He looked at me with worried eyes, probably afraid of what I would say next.
I wrapped my arms around his neck then kissed his lips sweetly to calm his fear. "But if all of this crazy, I don't care about being sane."
He smiled at my words. "Because who gives a damn about being sane."
I laughed at his choice of words again. I would have to get use to him talking like this. "Exactly. Being sane is so overrated."
He laughed with me. "Exactly what I was thinking." He kissed my lips with great passion and full of lust. Which brought something else to my mind.
I pulled back and smiled at him. "Something else they said bothered me." I told him. His smiled dropped."About you not being 'man enough' anymore." I rolled my eyes with the statement.
I gave him a light push so I could get up. When I sat back down, I was straddling on his lap. I slowly ran my hand through his hair. I gave his lips sweet pecks, slightly sucking his lips each time. "How about we go to my room, and we can see how much of a man you really are?" I said between each one.
He smiled against my lips. "Lead the way."
I got up and grabbed his hand. I damn near ran up those stairs. I was glad I was holding on to him, otherwise I no doubt in my mind that I would trip and fall.
I pulled him to my closed door. When I leave the house, I close my door. I feel if I'm not in it for a long period of time and the door is open, that just gives anyone any reason to go in.
When we got in, I quickly closed the door behind him, then pushed him against it. I grabbed his shirt and yanked it off then tossed to the floor. I grabbed him by the back of his neck and pulled his lips to mine.
I turned us so my back was to door. I backed him to the bed. He fell on the unmade bed, pulling me to be on top of him. His hands moved up and down my body as our lips moved together. I felt his hand move to my lower back. What he did next made me gave a light, breathless giggle under the kiss. I felt his hand start moving south until it was directly on my ass. I didn't think he was the type of guy to do something like that.
I reached behind me and grabbed his wrist. I grabbed the other one that was still on my back and pinned both of them above his head.
He hummed no against my lips. I pulled back and smile while trying to catch my breath. "What?"
"What happened to me being the man?" he breathed with a smirk.
I pushed my hair out of my face. "What does that mean?"
"It means that the man is in charge. And so far, you've been in charge." He pointed out. I rolled my eyes. Of course that's what he meant. Stupid ass male ego; it really pisses me off sometimes.
But I fed into it. "Okay, well if you haven't noticed, I still have clothes on. You can be in charge of helping me remove some of them." I gave a sexy smile; or as sexy as possible.
He smiled. "I think I can handle that."
I chuckled as I sat up. I moved myself to his lap so he could sit up as while.
When he did, he started to unbutton my shirt. I watched his hands move in a smooth, gentle motion from one button to the next. I smiled softly at his pace. I think he was going a little too slowly for me. But he wanted to be 'in charge'. So I waited; but a little push won't hurt.
"You can go a little faster." I told him with a smile.
"Then where's the fun in that?" he smiled, going to the next button. He looked at me and saw how much I meant that. He chuckled then picked up the pace to undo the last two.
He pushed the shirt off my shoulders. He ran his hands down my back until they were at the small of it. He pulled me to him and locked my body close to started kissing the peek of my breast. He trailed kisses up my neck, along my jaw then stopped inches away from my lips.
He laid back down on my bed. Since he had me in such a tight hold, I had no choice but to follow him. He ran his hand through my hair before pulling down to him, causing our lips to crush together.
He started sucking my lips, slightly putting pressure on the bottom one with his teeth. I wasn't complaining.
He used his free hand to push one of my bra straps down. He left my lips, but never my skin. He moved his lips in a line down to the shoulder of which the strap was off.
I grabbed my hair in one hand and pulled it to the opposite, giving him easier access. I wrapped my free hand around his neck to hold close.I closed my eyes, put a big smile on my face and allowed myself to sucked in to him as I leaned into him some more. I was in bliss, happiness, stupid teenage love, whatever you want to call it. All I know is that when he put his lips on me, I felt nothing but goodness all over.
To let him know how I was feeling, I let out happy sighs and a few mourns as he slipped the strap all the way off my arm. When it was off, he danced his fingers up my side to my back, to the hooks on the back of my bra. Then my eyes popped open.
I heard something.
"Edward, did you hear that?" I said with fear in my voice. He hummed no against my neck. "I could've sworn I heard something." I urged. I know I did. Ever since we started this, my hearing became as good as a bat's.
"Babe, I'm sure it's nothing." He tried to convince me while trying to work on my bra. I wasn't buying it through.
I shook my head. "No, it is something. I have to go check it." I told him. I tried to get up but he hugged me back to him.
"Babe, check it later. It's nothing." He repeated.
"What if it's not? I have to go check it." I repeated. I really think something bad would happen if I didn't.
"Bella…" he tried again, but I stopped him.
"I just want to be sure." I told him. He sighed hard as he dropped his hands to the side to let me up. "I'll be back." I promised. I gave him a quick peck before getting up.
I put the strap that was off back on my arm as I opened the door and jogged out of the room. I knew exactly where I was going to see.
I had to go to my mom's room. Her window faced the street and it was perfect to see the driving way. I know this because I can't count the amount of time she caught me when I came home later than I was supports to.
She wasn't like me. She didn't close her door when she left the house, so I walked right in.
Her room was bigger than mine and neater. Her bed was made, unlike mine. And also like unlike mine, her clothes were stored nicely away in her closed drawers and closet. Her room was covered with assortments of dark reds and blues. That could be why she doesn't close her door. It's not messy.
I ran to her window to see if what I was thinking was right. When I got to the window, my jaw dropped. I was right.
"Shit!" I yelled loudly.
"What's wrong?" he called from my room. I had a feeling he could hear me. Edward. I remembered he was in my house and shouldn't be. What's worst, he was in my room with no shirt on.
I ran back to my room. "Edward!" I called to him as I ran.
"What's wrong?" he said again, this time with worry in his voice.
When I got back in the room, I tripped and fall. I don't even know what I tripped on. Of course I would in a time like this. Clumsy Bella always falling at the wrong fucking time. I swear on everything that's good and holy, if I was in a horror movie, I would be the stupid bitch that falls.
I groaned through my teeth in pain as I grabbed my foot. "Ouch! Damnit!" I cursed.
He ran over to me. "Are you okay?" he asked. He reached for my foot to see it. I pushed his hand away. "Bella, let me see it." He said.
I shook my head. "No." I looked him. "You have to go, now." I told him. He gave a confused look. "My mom's home early." I told him.
"Crap." He hissed as he got up. Now he sees my problem. He rushed over to the bed and tossed me my shirt. He walked back over to get his and helped me up. We both rushed to put ours on.
Without buttoning mine, I grabbed by his and rushed down the stairs.
He started to walk towards the front door, but I held on to his shirt. "Are you crazy; don't go out the front." I snapped.
"Then where-" he started
I rolled my eyes. "The back." I cut him off. "Come on." I pulled to the back door. I opened the door and pushed him out.
"Bella, wait." He said just as I was about to close the door.
"What?" I said.
"I would like to have my things." He said. I looked at him then realized he was right. He didn't have a coat, any shoes or anything. I don't think he even had his keys. I didn't want him to catch a cold or something.
I sighed. "Okay, wait here." I closed the door before running to the living room. Each time I ran, I tripped. This really wasn't the time to be clumsy.
I scrambled around the room to gather his things for him. As I did this, I heard the keys jingle.
Sometimes my mom doesn't use the brains the good Lord gave her. Sometimes she takes her forever to open the damn door. She would try every key on the ring before finding the right one. Hopefully this was one of those times.
I got everything but his mother fucking keys. "Where the hell are those things?" I wondered out loud. It was good thing she was still working with her keys.
I dropped his things by the door when I spotted them. They were on the coffee table. I raced over to it to get them. "Gotcha."
I ran back to the back door. I opened it and handed him his things. He rushed to put his shoes and coat on.
He put his hand behind my neck and pulled me to his lips. "I love you." He said.
That made me smile. Even as we're rushing, he still had time to say that. "I love you too." I was about to kiss him again when I heard the lock click. I pushed him away. "You have to go." I reminded him.
He nodded, and then ran to his car. "See you tonight." I called before he got in.
I closed the door then ran back up to my room. I wanted to change back in to my pajamas. If I didn't, I knew she would be asking questions.
"Bella, I'm home." I heard her call.
"Umm… hi mom." I breathed as I raced around the room to change my clothes.
"Where are you honey?" she asked.
"Bathroom, I'll be down in a second." I told her. I quickly changed my shirt before going back down stairs to see her.
"Hi mom." I repeated when I got down. "What are you doing home so early?" I said as I walked to her.
She hugged me and kissed me on the cheek. "The couple couldn't decide on a color so they called it a day." She pulled back. "Why are to breathing so hard, sweetie?" she said with a confused face.
I couldn't think of a lie quick enough. "Long story."
"Okay. How was your day off?" she asked.
I sighed hard. I walked over to the couch and flopped on it. "Very uneventful."
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Later on, it was the same sight as this afternoon. Only difference was we were in his living room. The reason we were in his room because I reminded him we didn't need to rush into it. It's not like we didn't have all night to do what we wanted to do.
"I'm so sorry about this afternoon." I said as we watched a movie.
He shrugged. "It's okay. It's not like it was your fault your mom came home early."
"Yeah, but I bet you don't have to do that with other women." I said.
He shrugged again. "Like you said." He turned to me and smiled. "A little drama keeps life interesting."
I tried to smile back, but I couldn't. I exhaled. "Edward, what are we doing?"
He turned his body to me and leaned in. "I don't know what we're doing now, but I know what I want to do." He smiled. He tried to kiss me but I pushed him away.
"No, I mean this, us. All this sneaking around, it can't be mentally healthy." I said.
His smiled soften. "Bella, I don't care. Trust me, if I had a choice between where I'm mentally healthy with someone else and to the point of insanity with you, I will choose you every single time."
I smiled and place my hands on both sides of his face. "Because you gives a damn about being sane?" I repeated his words he said to me.
He chuckled. "Exactly." He leaned in to press his lips to mine. Whatever doubt I have in my mind seconds ago was completely gone now. I wrapped my arms around him.
He fixed his body so he was laying right on top of me now. He moved his lips down to my neck.
He ran his hand down my body. I sighed happily as he let his warm arm wrap around my body. "Edward." I breathed his name. It was all I could do. He was taking my breath away with his lips.
He groaned then pulled back. "I can't do this."
My face dropped. I didn't understand. I couldn't see his face so I don't know what he meant. Did he misunderstand me saying his name? Was he finally starting to see the problem in all this? Only one way to find out. "Do what?" I said, trying to catch my breath.
"This. I know you don't want to rush, but I can't take it anymore." He got up. I looked at him with a confused look. I still didn't understand. Was he about to kick me out? I mean it's not like we didn't do it before.
Before I could ask, he wrapped his arm around my waist and threw me onto his shoulder, like I was a rag doll or something.
"Edward, what are you doing?" I asked as he carried me up the stairs.
"Just know if I don't do this, I going to com burst." He said. I understood what he meant now. I started laughing. I can't believe I thought he was going to kick me out. He was doing the exact opposite.
"So I pretty much don't have a say anymore." I teased.
"Not really." He said as I heard him open the door. He damn near ran to the bed and tossed me on I had time to get up, he was on top of me. He locked his lips to mine didn't take time running his hands on my body like any other time. He went straight to my belt. He undid my jeans then yanked them off.
I laughed. "Someone's excite." I pointed out.
"Yeah, that's the problem." He responded as he went to my neck. I tiled my head. I was about to give in to him when his phone rang. He moved his lips back to mine.
He didn't make a move to get it. I knew he heard it because I did. But he didn't pay attention to it, so I wouldn't. Well I wasn't going to until it stopped and started again. "Edward, phone." I told him.
"Whoever it is can wait." He said against my lip. It stopped ringing again. But not for too long. No less than a minute later did it ring again.
He took it out of his pocket then put it under a pillow to muffle the sound. I chuckled then pulled back. "Just get it."
"Bella." He said, trying to convince me it was nothing.
"Edward, please. It might be important." I told him.
He rolled his eyes before getting up. He reached under the pillow to get his phone. He flipped it open. "Hello." He said with annoyance. I could only hear his side on the conversation.
"Yes, she's will me…I didn't answer because I was busy." Then he breathed hard and pinched the bridge of his nose. "What the hell to you want Rosalie?" he said in annoyance. Now I understood his expression. She must have said something about me.
Then his face changed to worry. "Wait, what? Okay, wait calm down" he got off me and sat on the side of the bed. "Rosalie I can't understand you, you have to stop crying." She was crying? Now I was worried. I didn't think she was capable of feeling anything but hate and annoyance.
"When did this happen?" he sighed hard. "Where are you guys now?...Okay, I know where that is. I'm my way. Tell them I'll be there in a few minutes." He tossed me my jeans. 'Get dressed' he mouthed to me. I didn't ask questions as I put my jeans back on.
"What?...Shut up, Rosa. She can come if she wants…No… No, we're not going to do this right now…" he ran his hand through hair and gripped it tightly. "Rosalie just be quiet, I'm on my way…I'm hanging up now." He pressed end and slammed his phone close.
He looked so upset as he ran his hands through his hair. I needed to know what was wrong. "Edward…" I said with my voice full of worry.
He turned to me. "I'm so sorry, Bella. But we have to go." He got up and walked out of the room. I got off the bed and followed him. I had to damn near run to keep up with him. I saw his fists clenched tightly to his sides.
He walked to the couch and sat on it to put his shoes on. "Edward." I said again, as I sat next to him and did the same. He turned to me. I placed my hand on his shoulder. "Please tell me what's wrong?" I begged. I needed to know what happened. He looked like he was about to break a window with his bare hands.
I never seem him like this I couldn't take it. He needed to talk to me. He did nothing. He just stared. He looked as is he didn't want to tell me. I placed my hands on his face. "Talk to me, please."
He sighed and took my hands off of him. "Rosalie and Emmett were in a car accident. He's in the hospital."
How was that; worth the wait? hey did you catch the twilight reference? you didn't? ok, scroll back up to when she was hitting the baseballs for the first time. you see where edward said "Down kitty." remember that from the movie when Carlsle was talking to Rosalie when they were play baseball in the field and Bella called her out. i think he said easy and not down, still. love that scene. fav out of the whole movie.
so how am i doing with answering questions? are the ones you want to know getting answered? if not, don't be afraid to tell me. i will take any comments, questions or concerns.
anyways, remember way at the start of the chapter when i said the story was almost done? ok, i half lied. at chapter ten, i said it was half way done. that was kind a a lie too. instead of five chapters left, there seven chapters and an epilogue too, so yay. in the mean time, please keep R&R-ing you guys have no idea how happy they make me. (they will make me happier if we can get to 100 in the next two chapters, just saying.)
As always, Luv & Rockets