A/N: Yay! Chapter five. :) Sorry if you got a chapter update alert; I uploaded the wrong file, thinking that I finished this, but I really didn't. I didn't get many reviews, but that's understandable, seeing as I suck at updating and the last chapter, well, it sucked too. I decided to update because I'm already online playing FFR (flashflashrevolution.) Anyone who has ever played will probably tell you that it's extremely addicting. :) Anyway, I understand that you guys had a lot of questions concerning this story. I can answer a few, but the rest will be answered in the following chapters.
MickeyandMinnie – This chapter with help you understand more of the Edward/Bella relationship in this story. As for him 'hating' Bella, but being jealous, he tries to hater her, thinks he hates her, but he doesn't. And Bella dreams about him because of their previous relationship; despite the fact that they hate each other. Plus, she didn't want to hate Edward, it just sort of happened when Edward decided to hate her. As to why, I'll get to that later in the story. Ha, thanks for the questions & hope that helped.
evernightforcast – ha, I feel exactly the same way. I love Edward/Bella's, but if I'm reading a non-canon, then I'm torn. I was reading this great fanfic by ColourPearl called 'As Long As You're Mine,' and I was torn between Edward/Bella and Jasper/Bella.
Oh, and btw, I recommend reading ALAYM and ALAYH by ColourPearl. :)
vampiregirl26 – glad you liked the chapter! Yeah, those bands are some of my favorites too. And of course I know Tokio Hotel! :) I love Billy, haha.
Anyway, sorry in advance for any typos. See bottom A/N for more information.
Disclaimer: Twilight isn't mine. But Aaron is. :) So is his nickname (Air-Bear, that's me!)Oh, and so are the tracksuits mentioned in this chapter, only mine's green. And the others are blue and purple. So Ha! Song lyrics by Eiffel 65.
Chapter 5 – Back in Time; Part One.
After a fantastic bowl of cereal for breakfast, Aaron drove me home. We talked about little things here and there (cats or dogs? Winter or summer? Trees or flowers?) He probably didn't want to upset me again, not after my confession last night.
Alice must have been filled in, and didn't hound me with questions when I got home. All I got was a fake-cheerful "Hey, Bella!" as I walked to my closet for my tracksuit (Alice didn't let me buy any sweats, but insisted on buying us matching tracksuits – pink for her, blue for me, red for Rose.)
I smiled back at her with a "Hey Alice," and just laid on my bed, thinking.
Sometime later, though, Alice came in with her tracksuit on, Rose following suit. They handed me a bowl of ice cream and we collapsed in front of the TV watching sappy romantic comedies. We laid on our stomachs on pillows covered with blankets. There was a particularly sappy seen when the lead girls were crying over their friendship, and how lucky they were to have each other.
We were crying too, and at the same time, laughing. Suddenly, like completely out of nowhere, Alice pulls on a serious face.
"Bella, you need to tell us what happened – I'm dying here."
I sighed, glanced at Rosalie to see a similar expression.
"You're definitely going to hate me, since I told Aaron before you two. You all will be the only ones to know, excluding Emmett, Charlie, and Phoenix…" And I told them my story; they were intent on listening. I spoke to them for a while, including details that I left out from Aaron; the funeral, Charlie and Renee's fight, moving. The divorce. By the time I finished, tears were streaming down my face and Alice's and Rosalie's faces were pulled into a heartbreaking expression, tears also flowing freely.
They hugged me fiercely, murmuring that it was all right, not my fault.
When we broke apart, I looked down to the floor, not daring to look at their faces; I didn't want pity, and if they were angry, I didn't want to see that either.
"Are you mad at me?" my voice was barely above a whisper.
"What? Why would we be mad at you, Bella?" Alice sounded surprised.
I looked up and replied, "I told Aaron before you two," I motioned with my hands. "Usually, that's not a very good idea; Aaron and I aren't even 'officially' dating… yet."
Alice seemed to be searching my eyes for something. Whether she found it or not remained unknown, though, because she quickly looked away.
"Well, I suppose it's fine this time. Who knows when you would have told us if Aaron hadn't started it?"
I laughed, this time it was a happy sound. They were taking this really well.
My giggles brought a fresh round of giggles from my gorgeous best friends. Alice fell to the floor laughing hard and Rose was clutching her stomach.
"Ugh," I groaned, smiling. "My cheeks hurt!"
"I'll show you hurt," Rose suddenly attacked my face and chest with a pillow that she pulled out of nowhere.
"PILLOW FIGHT!" Alice shouted under the blankets she was hiding under.
I threw a pillow at her, causing her to shriek, "Oh, no, you di-in't Bell-a!"
I giggled, "Oh yes, I did, Al-ice!"
I ran and hid under my bed when I saw her and Rose gang up on me, at least six pillows in hands.
I covered my eyes with my hands, and when I finally peeked, I screamed.
Alice and Rose were just laying there, an amused expression on their faces, looking at me cowardly hiding under the massive bed.
"Having fun, Bella?" Rose cooed smiling.
"I, erm. Yup. TONS of fun. You're really missing out, y'know? I just found…" I looked around under me, "OH! I just found that old green shirt I was looking for. Look, see Alice? I'm wearing it!" I knew this would peeve her off.
"Bella! That hasn't been washed since god knows how long ago! Take it off. Now!"
"Uh-uh." I protested like a five-year-old.
"Take it off or we'll take it off for you," Rose threatened.
"I'd like to see you try. You know, it's really spacey down here, I could stay here for a while," I put my hands behind my head, closing my eyes.
Next thing I knew, Rosalie and Alice had me out of the bed, stripping me down to just my underwear.
"COLD! What the hell!" I tried covering myself more.
"Nope, Bella. It's nothing we haven't seen before," Alice smiled.
"Alice! Pl-" I was cut off by Edward walking in the door mumbling something about 'never picking up the damn phone,' and 'stupid little sister.'
"OH!" He exclaimed when he saw the predicament I was in.
"Calm down, Edward. It's nothing you haven't seen before, right?" I raised an eyebrow at him, daring him to object. We both knew that I was talking about his player status. His green eyes glared at me and I glared right back at him. His gaze suddenly softened. He seemed to be looking for something in my eyes. I glanced down before he had a chance to find whatever he was looking for. I looked back to his face and it was a stone mask; completely emotionless.
"Yeah. But I haven't seen it in a while, Bella. You'd know this," he continued staring at me, bringing back memories of our childhood together. I blushed.
"Pish-posh," Alice clucked her tongue. "What are you doing here anyway?"
"What? I can't visit my sister every once and a while?" Alice just stared at him. "Okay, fine. It would help if you would answer your phone; I've been trying to call for at least half an hour! I have something important to tell you…"
I wandered into the closet to change, a new set of clothes in my hands. Humming slightly to myself, I dressed. I looked at the mirror, analyzing myself. Edward was right; we hadn't seen each other in a while. But it was his fault.
It was him, afterall, that ditched me for some 'cool older kids' as soon as we got to APA.
It was also him that teased me for my 'overwhelming dullness and clumsiness.'
It wasn't him that helped me through my first week here.
And it wasn't him that let me cry on his shoulder when the nightmares got tough; no it was Alice. She let me and never even questioned what it was about. She just let me cry.
I must have been in the closet for a while because the next thing I knew, Alice was shrieking at me to open the door
"Bell-aaa! Come on! I have something important to tell you!" She was pounding on the door.
I opened the door and Alice continued pounding for a few seconds before realizing that it wasn't the door she was hitting, but me.
"Oh! Sorry," she giggled.
I sighed, "What is it Alice?"
"Edward got us tickets to go see Maroon 5!"
My mouth fell open and I looked over to Edward for confirmation. He simply nodded, his trademark crooked smile in place. But it was wrong. It didn't reach his eyes. I looked back at Alice and Rose who were jumping up and down, doing the happy dance. I smiled as well, but I'm pretty sure it looked fake, as Edward threw me a questioning glance. He could always read my face well. A worried look flashed in his emerald eyes, but was soon returned to the hard emotionless glaze.
"What? Where? When? How?" I looked to the three of them for answers.
Edward, being the cryptic asshole he is, merely says, "San Diego. Next weekend. And I have my ways."
Cryptic or not, Alice decided to go on a shopping trip for the concert. Knowing what would come if I argued, I just agree and leave her to it. At least I get to go see Maroon 5!
That night, I dreamed of the concert. Adam Levine sang songs from Songs About Jane. I danced and swayed to the music, then suddenly, I felt hands on my waist. Turning around, I face Edward. But this Edward is the old Edward. He has that same boyish grin on his face, and an unreadable expression in his eyes.
"Bella," he whispers and drags a hand down my cheek. And even in my dream, I blushed 5 shades of red.
"Bella, I…" he was cut off by the sound of my alarm clock beeping rather loudly.
I got dressed for school, not at all happy that the three day weekend was over.
"BELLA! Come on! We've got to get to school!" Alice whined, knocking on the bathroom door.
Here in the open space, where nothing
Seems to move at all.
I can run this race back in time,
From the world I can hide.
Here in the open space where something,
Seems to float and not fall.
I can feel the madness slow down,
I'm the master of time; back in time,
In my time all the time. Up and down
Every time I'm flying. Back in time,
In my time one more time.
AKFJALKHF. !! My laptop's about to die and I just broke the charger, so I'm updating; expect this to be the last in a little while, unless I get money to buy a new charger. I'll still be able to reply and get online through library computers, but I can't really write with weird creepy dude looking at me. Aha, hope you liked this half of the chapter, the other half will be up ASAP.