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Disclaimer: I do not own twilight oranything associated with it. No matter how much I would love to.
E.P.O.V.
I woke with a start at around 4 pm. Holy shit I had just had the most amazing dream and was woken up right in the middle of it. I was ready to kill whoever it was that woke me up from watching Bella swimming naked in a pool. I had just joined her and was starting to wrap my arms around her beautiful breasts when this ungodly noise woke me up. Then I realized it was coming from below me. I strained to hear for a minute.
Small town homecoming queen
She's the star in this scene
There's no way to deny she's lovely
Perfect skin, perfect hair
Perfumed hearts everywhere
Tell myself that inside she's lovely
Maybe I'm just jealous
I can't help but hate her
Secretly I wonder if my boyfriend wants to date her…
She is the prom queen I'm in the marching band
She is the cheerleader I'm sitting in the stands
She gets the top bunk I'm sleeping on the floor
She's Miss America and I'm just the girl next door
Senior class President
She must be heaven sent
She was never the last one standing
A backseat debutant
Everything that you want
Never too harsh or too demanding
Maybe I'll admit it
I'm a little bitter
Everybody loves her but I just want to hit her…
She is the prom queen I'm in the marching band
She is the cheerleader I'm sitting in the stands
She gets the top bunk I'm sleeping on the floor
She's Miss America and I'm just the girl next door
I don't know why I'm feeling sorry for myself
I spend all my time wishing that I was someone else
She is the prom queen I'm in the marching band
She is the cheerleader I'm sitting in the stands
I get a little bit she gets a little more
She's Miss America and …She's Miss America
And I'm just the girl next door…
Saving Jane, really, I thought. I could hear Bella singing along to the song and it made my heart soar. She had a beautiful voice. What I really couldn't believe was how well I could hear her. Was my floor really that thin? I guess I had never really thought of it before. The tenant that lived in the apartment below me before was a little old lady and barely made any noise. She had left a month ago to go live with her daughter and until today I didn't know anyone had even moved into that apartment. Now all I could imagine was Bella running around in her bedroom singing, maybe in her underwear! That brought a smile to my face and my arousal started again. Shit, I better take care of that problem before Bella gets here. Since I slept all day I knew that I wouldn't need to take a nap before I went to work so I decided to go take my shower and fix my problem again.
I started the water and realized that I could still hear Bella singing from her apartment. She had now moved on to a Nickelback song that I knew very well called 'Something in Your Mouth'. Well that just did me in. I got into the shower and started to stroke myself. I started thinking about my dream of Bella and how beautiful she looked in the pool all naked.
I could hear her singing again.
"You naughty thingYou're ripping up the dance floor honeyYou naughty womenYou shake your ass around for everyoneYou're such a moverI love the way you dance with anybodyThe way you swingAnd tease them all by sucking on your thumbYour so much cooler when you never pull it outCause you look so much cuterwith Something in Your Mouth"
I was stroking faster and faster as I imagined that it was her hand on my cock. Then the as the song continued I imagined her beautiful lips wrapped around my large member. That was it, I couldn't hold it in anymore as I screamed "Ahh, Ahh, BELLA!" as I came in the shower for the second time today. I stopped myself then while I was holding myself up against the shower with one hand. Oh shit. Did I just scream her name while I gave myself a hand job. And if I can hear her, did she just hear me? Shit, Shit, Double Shit!
B.P.O.V.
Here I was dancing around in my tank top and boy shorts like a teenager, singing to a little Saving Jane and Nickelback, minding my own business when I heard someone scream my name. What in the hell was that. I walked into my bathroom that was attached to my bedroom and I could hear water running above me. Edward's bathroom was so similar to mine that his bathroom must be directly above mine. He was in the shower. There we go, the panties are wet again. I was really going to have to buy stock in Victoria's Secret if I was going to have to change my panties 10 times a day. Then I started to think. Did Edward just call my name while he was in the shower. I got a really warm feeling deep down inside of me as I pictured him calling out my name. Oh how I really wished how I could have been there while he was shouting it. But why was he yelling my name. There was nothing extraordinary about me. Why would he even give me a second look? I was the typical girl next door, just like the song. I think that's why I loved it so much, it basically described my life. I only had 1 boyfriend in high school and that ended quite badly and I didn't like talking about it with anyone. I was the nerdy girl that got straight A's. I wasn't in sports because I was so clumsy my dad thought I would just get hurt. I didn't dress like anything special because lets face it, I was raised by Charlie and he had absolutely no fashion sense which meant that neither did I. I always watched the cheerleader types running around in their little skirts with their makeup and hair just so and wished that I had someone who could help me to look like that. I was just a plain jane and I had come to terms with that.
That's why I could never figure out why Mike had asked me out. We had gone to high school together. He was one of the football players. A typical jock, but when he asked me to go to the movies one night I jumped at the chance to go out on a date and I really didn't care who it was with. We started dating that night. Things had been good at first, at least I thought they had. But as we started to get older and started talking about our future he seemed to get more distant. The night I found him with Jessica in our bed I was going to speak to him about me going back to school. I hadn't gone to college and I was starting to feel like I was missing out on something. That plus I didn't want to be a stay at home wife and have to be supported. I wanted to help pay the bills and help support my hopefully soon to be husband. I knew it was going to be a struggle to have this conversation because Mike was an old fashioned kind of guy that thought that his wife shouldn't work. I walked into the house that night with an arm full of groceries. I was going to cook his favorite meal so that it would maybe help soften the blow when I told him about school. I heard a noise coming from our bedroom. Mike wasn't suppose to be home from work for another 2 hours. I slowly made my way to our bedroom. The door was cracked open a few inches. I could barely see Mike on the bed with a slutty blonde whore riding on top of him.
"Oh, Oh Mike! Yes, Yes! Please give it to me. Harder! Tell me I'm better than Bella." The whore was yelling.
"Oh baby, you are so much better than Bella. She's got nothing on you." As Mike said this my heart sank and I could feel myself welling up with tears. Then I realized that I recognized the voice of the whore. My best friend Jessica who told me she couldn't go to Port Angeles with me today because she wasn't feeling well. I guess she got better! I stood there for a few moments listening to them pant and moan and tried to figure out what I should do. Then something inside me told me to get up enough courage. I knew that I wanted to make sure the parting words that I was about to say to Mike would somehow hurt him more than he hurt me, but I'm sure with an asshole like this he wouldn't have much of a conscience.
I threw the bedroom door open and stepped in. All of their movements stopped. I looked at Mike and Jessica and just smiled.
"Well Jessica, I'm glad to see that you are feeling better honey. And Mike I'm glad to see that you could help Jessica out in her time of need." Mike started to say something but I cut him off. This was going to be my moment not his. "Well, Mike, I'm sorry to learn that I wasn't as good in bed as you would have liked me to be. Maybe had your dick been big enough to hit my g-spot I may have enjoyed sex with you a little more. In fact I don't know if there was ever a time when I enjoyed sex with you. I will be back tonight to collect my personal items and I would appreciate if you were not here. Then you and your little whore can continue and I won't be in the way." I said starting to walk back out of the bedroom door. When I got to the door I turned around and said "Oh and by the way your Viagra prescription is due to be picked up at the pharmacy tomorrow. I know you can't get it up without it." I turned and shut the bedroom door and grabbed my purse and walked out. I couldn't believe that I had done that.
My thoughts came back to the present as I realized that it was 4:30 and I had to be back at Edwards at 5 pm. I quick threw on a t-shirt and pair of shorts with some sandals and gathered the things that I would need to cook dinner for Edward. I headed out the door grabbing my keys as I went and headed for the stairs. I had almost reached the last step and tripped and skinned my knee on the last one. Oh shit that hurt. I noticed that I had a pretty good gash in my knee as I saw the blood dripping down. I started to get squeamish. I could handle other peoples blood but I definitely did not like the sight of my own. I got up and debated whether I should head back down to my apartment or go to Edwards. I knew that I didn't have a first aid kit in my apartment yet which was astonishing because I knew that I was always getting hurt. So I opted for Edwards. Chances are with him being a doctor he'd be able to fix me up. I limped over to Edward's door and knocked softly. I could hear him yelling "Be there in a second" from behind his door. Then the door flew open and my heart stopped. There he stood dripping wet hair in just a towel covering what I would consider to be the promise land.
"Bella, are you okay?" he asked.
I shrugged my shoulders and looked down at my knee. I had blood running down my leg and he just shook his head. "See what I mean. I told you that it was a full time job." he said as he opened the door wider to let me in.
I could feel the embarrassment creep up again and I was full out blushing from head to toe. This time though I didn't know if it was because he would have to take care of me again or if it was because he was in nothing but a towel. He had me sit down at a kitchen chair and he squatted down to look at my knee. This was probably a mistake because as he squatted I actually saw his manhood and oh my god was he big. I knew that he would not have the same problem in the bedroom that Mike had. I must have gasped a little and he realized what he had just done. He stood up in a hurry and muttered an I'm sorry and took off for his bedroom.
I can't believe that I just embarrassed him. I felt terrible. I sat there for a minute and then decided that maybe I should let myself out and just forget the whole thing.
I started to hobble towards the door when I heard him say "Where do you think you're going? You owe me dinner. And after I fix your knee, I'd say breakfast tomorrow morning sounds good too!"
I stared at him trying to figure out if he was insinuating what I thought he was. "You know there's a great little diner right next to the hospital. Maybe we could go there tomorrow morning after our shift." he said with a smile. I think he knew that I thought he meant something else and I must admit I felt a little sad when I realized that he didn't mean me fixing him breakfast in bed tomorrow.
"Oh, yeah that sounds good." I said shyly.
"Now get back over here so I can fix your knee."
E.P.O.V.
She hobbled back over to the chair and I just shook my head. This girl was just a walking accident. I was really going to have to keep an eye on her to keep her from getting hurt all the time. I cleaned up her knee and bandaged it up. It probably could have used a stitch or two but I knew she would resist going to the hospital so I just used a couple of butterfly band-aids that I had in my first aid kit and then put a small dressing over top of it. She got up from the chair then and went straight to work fixing dinner.
"I'm sorry I wasn't proper when I answered the door. I wasn't expecting you quite yet." I confessed to her. I wasn't quite sure what to say about what I realized she had seen when I squatted down to look at her knee. In retrospect, I probably should have at least thrown on a pair of my boxers before I went to the door. Too late now.
"Oh that's okay. I'm sorry I was so early. I hate being late. It's one of my biggest pet peeves." she stated.
"I'll have to remember that." I smiled at her.
I sat at the table and watched as she cooked for me. I could really get used to this I thought to myself. She seemed very at ease in my kitchen. She'd look at me every now and then and would catch me smiling at her. I decided that since she was cooking I would set the table. The aroma that was coming from my kitchen was amazing. I was a good cook, but I had a feeling Bella was better.
We sat down to dinner around 5:45 and it tasted even better than it smelled. I grabbed a couple of sodas from the refrigerator and sat them next to us. I wished I could have opened a bottle of white wine to have with dinner but since we were both working tonight there would be no alcohol. It just seemed so right sitting here with Bella. I decided to make small talk to try and learn a little more about her.
"So where did you grow up Bella?"
"Actually, I grew up in a small town by the name of Forks. It's about 3 hours from here." she said.
"Oh, I know where Forks is. I'm from Port Angeles. How did you end up in Seattle?" I asked. The minute I asked the question I almost regretted it. She had a look of pain on her face. "I'm sorry, you don't have to tell me if you don't want to."
"No, it's okay. It's just still a little bit of a sore subject for me and it shouldn't be because it has been like 2 ½ years now." she said biting her lip. She began to tell me how she had went back to school and why. I had no idea who this Mike Newton was but let me tell you I wanted to meet him so that I could introduce him to my fist. Here he had to most beautiful, perfect girl in the world and he just threw her to the side. How could anyone do that.
We made more small talk as dinner went on and before I knew it, it was 7 o'clock. Talking to Bella was so easy. It felt like I had been doing it all my life. We talked about books and movies and music. I must say when we got to the topic of music and she asked me who my favorite band was I shouted out Nickelback before my mind could stop me. She looked stunned. It was then that I realized my suspicions were confirmed that my floor and her ceiling were really thin.
Bella said that she was going to go back to her apartment and try to get a little sleep before work tonight. I thanked her for dinner and gave her a small kiss on the cheek. It was a little forward of me, but if I hadn't done it I would have regretted it. She didn't seem to object and then she left my apartment.
I cleaned up everything from dinner. Bella had insisted on staying and doing the dishes but I assured her that I was more than capable and since she cooked I would clean. I promised her that next time I would cook and she could clean up. I knew that this was presumptuous of me but I really wanted to have dinner with her again and soon. After everything was cleaned up I headed into my room and changed for work. I threw on my scrubs and ran my fingers through my hair. I put on my shoes and grabbed my wallet and my watch and keys. I thought of grabbing a jacket, but this was the end of August and it shouldn't be too cold. I made my way out to the parking garage and noticed that someone was sitting in a rusty old Chevy truck and having a really hard time getting it started.
You could hear the engine grinding and sputtering but it just wouldn't come to life. I looked into the cab of the truck and saw Bella with tears starting to well up in her eyes. I rushed over to her.
"Bella are you okay?" I asked my voice seeping with concern.
"Oh, yeah. It's just my truck won't start and I don't know what I'm going to do. I can't be late for my first day and I don't know who to call and I really wish my dad was here so he could fix my stupid truck."
I chuckled at her and she just glared at me. "I'm sorry, your just so cute when your frustrated." Did that just come out of my mouth? Did I just tell her she was cute? "Would you like a ride to work?" I asked her as my heart was leaping out of my chest hoping that she'd say yes.
"Thanks. I don't know what I'd do without you." she said and I started to hope that she meant those words.
I showed her over to my Volvo and I could see her smiling. "What's so funny?" I asked.
"I saw your car at the hospital yesterday and just knew that it was yours. Nice license plates."
"Oh, yeah, well my parents got them for me when I graduated from med school. They were really proud and I guess they wanted to show me off to everyone." I confessed to her. I didn't want her to think that I was so conceded that I had to put it right on my car that I was a doctor.
"That was really nice of them." she said smiling. I could tell there was something else she was thinking but I wasn't going to push her on it.
We got in the car and headed towards the hospital to start our night shift.
Well, what do you think. It's not very lemony yet, but I promise it will be coming in a few chapters! I love sexy Edward and can't wait for him to make it into my story. I had to have the Saving Jane song in here because it is one of my favorites and it just really seems to fit Bella and how she sees herself. So please, please review. If I get enough reviews it may get me excited to write more and I may even update by tomorrow. If not it will probably be the end of the weekend. So please hit that Review button now! Even if you just say good, bad or otherwise! Thanks for reading!
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