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Anthonymasen0620: Hey everyone! Last chapter was something. A is currently locked in his home so we can't talk with him. But E is here! Say hi Edward.
Edward: *grunts noncommittally*
Anthonymasen0620: You can do better than that.
Edward: I have nothing to say…
Anthonymasen0620: *sighs* these boys will kill ya. Literally. Can't get them to shut up one minute, the next they are silent as the grave. Well enjoy.
THIS CHAPTER IS DEDICATED TO KEKAHJ FOR BEING THE AWESOME FAN SHE IS. WE ALL LOVE HER.
Help, I have done it again
I have been here many times before
Hurt myself again today
And, the worst part is there's no-one else to blame
Be my friend Hold me, wrap me up
Unfold me I am small
I'm needy Warm me up
And breathe me
Ouch I have lost myself again
Lost myself and I am nowhere to be found,
Yeah I think that I might break
I've lost myself again and I feel unsafe
Sia – Breathe Me
The Other Side of Me
Chapter 3
Lake Point Towers, Chicago, Illinois
I stared at the door Anthony walked out of. He had come to comfort me. To try and care. They forced him out. They all forced my twin brother away from me. I needed him. I felt that much when he came over to me. He joked around instead of treating it like a tragedy. He protected me as a big brother should. He didn't shield me.
"Get out," I whispered.
"What was that?" Rose asked sitting next to me.
"I said get out."
Rose laughed. "E, you need our help. Trust me."
Why wasn't she listening to me? I needed the silence. "Get the fuck out Rose," I growled.
She stopped laughing and glared at me. Jasper grabbed her quickly. "Come on Al, we should go."
Jasper pulled Rosalie out of the condo. I breathed a sigh of relief when the door closed. I turned on the news. It was the sports cast about me.
"Edward Cullen, short stop of the Chicago Cubs, is out for the season. Coach Garrett Burns has informed us that even though Cullen is out he is part of the team. The MLB is currently in the midst of an expulsion of James Stonington for intentionally injuring Cullen. Stonington apparently has bad blood with Cullen as he was trying out for the short stop position but lost out by the unexpected hiring of Cullen," the newscaster said. "Here is our interview with Coach Burns."
The flipped to a video of Garrett.
"Coach Burns, how does it feel to lose your best player to an injury?"
Garrett cleared his throat. "I can only hope that Edward gets better. We hope he continues to play for us, but we fully understand the need he has to get back up to playing standards."
"Will you be considering replacing him Matt Johnston?"
"For this season Mark will take over for Edward, but until we hear from Edward that he is retiring, his spot will not be filled," Garrett growled. "That is all."
The screen flipped over to the sports cast but I shut it off. Pinching the bridge of my nose I pulled myself up and limped to my kitchen. I turned my oven on heating it. The shrill ring of my home phone made me jump slightly. I walked as quickly as I could on crutches and picked up the phone.
"Hello?"
"Edward Thomas Cullen, explain why I have now just heard that you are quitting the Cubs?" my father, Carlisle Cullen, growled into the phone. "I do not have a tolerance for quitters as you know by your no good son of a fucking bitch brother. You will not be quitting or I will put a stop for good on your inheritance. You are 23 fucking years old you don't know what is fucking good for you. I let it slide that you fucking didn't go to college to be a doctor like I told you, but at least you made something of yourself. Don't fuck yourself over. Anthony made the biggest fucking mistake of his life by dropping out of college. Now you see where he is? A low end job as a librarian."
"Dad, he runs his own store," I whispered.
"I don't give a flying monkey fuck if he was the president of the united states! He isn't a doctor like he was fucking supposed to be! He has no inheritance and he lives in a rats nest."
I sighed. "Yes Dad."
"Good now, as soon as that cast is off, you will be playing again. No breaks. You will be playing, understand?"
"Yes dad."
"Good," he said and hung up.
Dad never said goodbye. I sighed and hit my forehead with the phone. "FUCK!" I shouted to no one.
I threw the phone on the couch and shut off the oven not feeling like cooking. I looked around the kitchen. On the door of my fridge hung a menu for Nan's Chinese and Sushi Restaurant. I smiled and grabbed it dialing the number.
"Nan's Chinese and Sushi. Japanese dishes and sushi only available until 11 pm. How can I help you?"
"Yes, I'd like to place a delivery order."
"What would you like?"
I looked at the menu quickly. "2 orders of Pot Stickers, 4 orders of Egg Rolls, 2 orders of Sesame Chicken, 2 orders of Chinese Style Fried Rice, 1 order of Chicken Egg Foo Young and 2 orders of Chow Mein."
"Will that be all?"
"Yes it will," I said, setting the menu down.
"$71.85 is your total and it will be delivered in an hour, what's your address?"
I muttered my address and hung up. I walked out of apartment and got in the elevator. I sat out in our private park for twenty minutes staring at the ground. Getting bored I decided to head back inside. I just got to my floor when I was barreled into by a tiny brunette.
"I am so sorry," she cried in an angelic voice.
"It's fine," I chuckled. "Where's the fire?"
"Oh I'm moving in with my best friend and her boyfriend, they live on this floor. I had to go get the rest of my things," she explained
I smiled. "Welcome to the neighborhood. Who's your friend? I know everyone on this floor."
"Angela Cheney."
"Oh Ben's wife, they're really sweet people. They are my neighbors."
The girl smiled.
I found myself lost in her deep brown eyes. "I'm Edward Cullen, by the way."
"Bella Swan."
"It was a pleasure to meet you Miss Swan, may we meet in the future, but I should let you get back to your moving in."
She just nodded, slightly dazed. I released my hold on her and walked to my apartment. I opened the door and looked back at the elevator Bella was still staring at me so I flashed her a crooked smile. She blushed and got in the elevator. I walked inside, shutting the door. I stood there for a while thinking about Bella. She was wearing a gray University of Washington sweatshirt and black yoga pants. Her hair was pulled up into a messy bun and she had on no make-up. Her eyes are what drew me in, they said everything. What she was feeling, what she was thinking. She was so beautiful. I smiled. My buzzer rang and I let the delivery guy inn. I set my dinner on the dining room table and stared at the food. I was no longer hungry, so I put it all in my fridge. I changed into new sweats and got into bed. I fell asleep instantly.
Starbucks, Chicago, Illinois
"Hey," Tony whispered.
I smiled faintly. "I'm glad you came, I needed you."
"Rose too overbearing?" he guessed.
I nodded.
"She gets it from dickhead, I mean dad." He sat down with his Venti coffee.
"He called me yesterday. Dad did," I said stirring my straw in my iced coffee.
"Bet he congratulated you on breakin' your leg like a fuckin' man," Anthony growled. "He's a controlling fuck face with way too much money."
I sighed. "A, he told me I can take the season off. He said I have to play after the cast is off."
"That fucker! I'll fuckin' kill him," he shouted. "He's a fuckin' doctor! He should know you have to let your bones fully heal!"
"Calm down please," I whispered.
He glared at me and stormed out. I sighed. This was not how I planned today to go. I finished up my iced coffee and left. I hailed my driver down and got in the car. I stared out the window at the groggy city. I had needed Anthony. There was always time when I needed my brother. I knew why he hated me but I helped him out so much. It was just like the time when we were eighteen and I bailed him out of jail for vandalism.
**Flashback**
I was lying in bed watching the Chicago Cubs versus the Sox when my phone rang. I rolled over and grabbed it.
"'Ello?" I grumbled.
"E, it's me Tony, I, er, I got arrested," my twin whispered into the phone.
"What for?" I asked getting out of bed and pulling on my Lake View High School baseball sweatshirt.
He cleared his throat. "Well, I kinda had a fun celebration with the guys."
I sighed and grabbed my keys and my wallet off my dresser. "I'll be right there."
"Edward," Mom called up the stairs.
"Yeah?"
"Kate's on the phone for you," she shouted.
I ran downstairs to the living room. Esme handed me the phone. "Hello?"
"Eddie, I need you to come get me. A isn't answering his phone, neither is T," she cried.
"Can you hold on, I am on my way to pick him up. I'll be right there."
She sniffed. "Okay, thank you."
Fuck my life.
**Flashback**
I shook my head. My eyes followed the road home.
Lake Point Towers, Chicago, Illinois
I pulled out my phone as soon as I got in. I looked up Rose's number and texted her.
Rose I need someone, can you come over? – E
I sat down on the couch and stared out my window. I thought about last night and meeting Bella. She was so beautiful. I knew I wanted to see her again but, I couldn't make a plan on how. My phone beeped. I flipped it open.
I'm on my way with a few friends, hope you don't mind. – R
I sighed. Rose's friends were incompetent money seeking bitches. They were into fame and riches and not personality. That is what Rose was like. It fucking sucked. I hoped she at least had a half way decent guy in her company. I closed my eyes and pinched the bridge of my nose. Rosalie had a way of pushing her friends on me. It was almost like the time she brought her friends Tanya, Hayley and Jessica around me. I couldn't fucking stand them. I dated Tanya for a year. I was a horny fourteen year old boy, so I was willing to date anything. Jessica was a ditz who didn't know what she was doing. Hayley, ah innocent Hayley. I fucked her once. She was a quiet girl who followed Tanya's lead. She did what she was told and didn't care who she hurt in doing so. I shook my head not caring. The doorbell rang.
"Come in Rose."
The door opened to reveal Rose, a blonde woman, a brunette and a blonde man. "Okay this is Rachel," she motioned to the brunette, "this is Emily," she motioned to the blonde, "and this is Mike."
I nodded. "Welcome to my home."
"You know Edward, you're kinda cute," Rachel giggled, winking at me.
"Um, thanks." I cleared my throat and stood up. "Rose can I talk to you in my room? Now."
I walked into my bedroom and sat on my large king-sized bed. I played with the gold comforter waiting for Rose to come in. She knocked on the door walking in.
"Hey baby boy what's wrong?" she asked sitting down playing with my hair.
"What the fuck Rose?" I growled.
She frowned. "Edward, what's going on with you? You usually don't mind if I bring people over."
"When I don't have a fucking cast on and need someone to help me!" I pinched my nose again. "I thought I could fucking trust you to help me out! You kicked out Anthony and he was helping me more than you! I don't want to be treated like a fucking tragedy! I wanted to be shown that my injury doesn't take away from me!"
Rose flinched. "I'm sorry I didn't know…"
"No Rose," I hissed. "You never pay attention to anyone but yourself and your gold digging sluts for friends you have. I need my sister and you bring them here. I needed Tony but you kicked him out. If you weren't so fucking spoiled as a child maybe, just fucking maybe you wouldn't be such a bitch."
"Well fuck you Eddie," Rose screamed. "At least Daddy didn't have to bail me out of jail. At least Daddy didn't have to buy me my first house. At least I wasn't a parent by sixteen."
Bella
Lake Point Towers, Chicago, Illinois
I laid down on my black futon and stared at the wall. Yesterday I met the most beautiful man in the whole world. Edward Cullen. His name rolled around in my mind. His voice was like silk, it was rich and very smooth. His bronze hair was messy and he had five o'clock shadow gracing his jaw. He had the brightest jade green eyes. His lean body looked taut with muscles under his fitted gray shirt. I smiled. The downfall to his appearance that made my heart break for him, he had a cast on his left leg. Under his beautiful eyes were black bags that made him look tired. I sat up and grabbed my laptop. He had to be at least semi-famous to live here. I typed in his name into Google.
Edward Cullen.
The first thing that caught my attention was a news article about him.
Edward Cullen, short stop for the Chicago Cubs, was injured during the April 12th game at Wrigley Field against the Milwaukee Brewers. The Brewers first baseman James Stonington. Cullen broke his ankle and fractured his leg. Cullen was escorted off the field in the middle of the fifth inning via stretcher to the hospital. Stonington faces charges of malicious sportsmanship and jail-time for intentional harm. We have yet to hear from Cullen's manager if he will be returning to play for the Cubs this year or if he will be retiring at the young age of 23.
I frowned and closed my laptop. "He is the Edward Cullen," I whispered.
Ben and Angela had talked about knowing the great short stop of the Chicago Cubs. I didn't believe them. I swore that all the young all-stars were the same. When I had met him he seemed so kind.
I ran out of the apartment wanting to get all of my things inside before it was too late at night. I may be brave but no way would I face the dark streets of a Chicago night alone. I was coming upon the elevator when I ran straight into a hard wall of muscles.
"I am so sorry," I whispered, embarrassed. Of course my first day here I would almost kill a resident.
He laughed. It was the most beautiful and musical laugh I had ever heard. "It's fine, where's the fire?" he asked in a velvet voice.
"Oh I'm moving in with my best friend and her boyfriend, they live on this floor. I had to go get the rest of my things," I explained quickly trying not to embarrass myself again.
He smiled crookedly. "Welcome to the neighborhood. Who's your friend? I know everyone on this floor."
"Angela Cheney." Angela Weber, my best friend since preschool, married her high school sweetheart, Ben Cheney, when we were sophomores in college. Angela published a romance novel and the two moved to Chicago to be closer to Ben's sister.
"Oh Ben's wife, they're really sweet people. They are my neighbors."
I smiled. He was my neighbor! This beautiful man before me was going to be living next to me.
His green eyes stared into my boring brown ones. "I'm Edward Cullen, by the way."
"Bella Swan." I offered him my hand which he took and held onto.
"It was a pleasure to meet you Miss Swan, may we meet in the future, but I should let you get back to your moving in."
I nodded and stared at him as he walked away. Sure enough his apartment was right next to mine. He turned around and spotted me staring. I blushed as he flashed another panting dropping smile. This man will be the death of me.
I sighed and smiled.
Angela walked in knocking on the door. "Hey are you settled in?"
I nodded. "Yeah. Hey so, I met Edward Cullen yesterday.
"No way! What did you think?" she gushed. Almost like we were in high school again.
"He is gorgeous. I was in absolute shock when I saw him. God he was amazing. He was so nice too." I blushed. "Do you know if he is single?"
She gasped and nodded. "Yes he is totally single. He would so go for a girl like you! You two would look beautiful together."
I smiled and laid back.
"I'll leave you to your thoughts."
The door clicked shut and I closed my eyes seeing green eyes in my dream.
*hides behind chair*
Don't kill me. I promise in due time you will understand it all. Please. Um, if you kill me you will never know what is going on! Next up is kriscullen with Anthony. See you all on Monday!
*smiles, waves and bows out*
Love,
Anthonymasen0620