A/N: Ok, I have to say you reviewers are so beyond amazing it is crazy. I used to respond to every review, but waking up to a mail box filled with over 100 reviews makes it impossible. So while I may not respond, know that I love all your reviews!
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Here are the songs I listened to while writing this chapter, they may not all fit.. but got me in the mood.
If it kills me- Jason Mraz, We might as well be strangers - Keane, Girlfriend- Avril Lavigne (cause it makes me laugh), Breathe Carolina - The Birds And The Bees
Alright, here it is, the chapter before all forms of crap hit the fan like you wouldn't believe!
A month had passed since the Santa Barbara trip.
Jake had stayed with me that weekend, refusing to leave my side. I woke up the next afternoon to him bringing me brunch in bed. The gesture basically brought me to tears. I couldn't believe how amazing he was to me. It was comforting to have him there, and he didn't bring up Edward unless I did, and he never once put him down. Jacob knew that it wouldn't make me feel any better. I told him exactly what Tanya had said to me, and that seemed to anger him.
He told me what he knew of her; how she was basically sleeping her way up the Hollywood food chain for the press she needed from said person she was with, then dumped them. She was known for causing major problems on shoots and being very demanding.
Jacob said that I should take what Tanya said with a grain of salt because she wasn't exactly the best person to listen to.
Jake stayed with me again that night because I still didn't want to be alone. He made us dinner and we watched some movies and talked. At some point, we fell asleep on the couch together.
We were woken up when Edward came through the front door. One look at his face, and I could tell that once Jake left it was going to be awkward. He didn't seem to pleased to see us together. Eventually, Jake had to leave even though he put it off as long as he could, and left Edward and I alone.
At first, we didn't say anything, which it was beyond uncomfortable. We would be in the kitchen at the same time or in another room, and all that was heard was complete silence.
No one wanted to make the first move.
I was still hurt that he had basically chosen Tanya over me. She, who had said all those horrible things to me. He wouldn't believe me if I told him, so there was no point in rebutting. Edward already thought I didn't like her. Plus, he would probably think that I was just lying.
I think he was confused on how to approach me. We had never had this big of a fight which led me to walk out on him and our friends. He would never have let me before. But things were different now.
I was getting ready for bed and brushing my teeth when I heard a knock on the door. I took a deep breath and closed my eyes, trying to prepare myself for the talk that I really didn't want to have.
"Come in," I called just above a whisper.
"Bella, can we talk?'' Edward asked, poking his head in the door slightly.
"I guess." I answered and placed my toothbrush back in its holder. I really didn't want to do this.
"Bella, please don't be like that,"
"Like what?"
"Nothing. I didn't come in here to fight, Bella. I just want to fix things between us."
"Edward, you chose someone over me. How could you fix it? You can't take it back."
"Bella, I didn't choose her over you. I didn't know she was coming. She's my girlfriend, Bella, I couldn't ask her to go home."
"I'm supposed to be your best friend, Edward," I countered, "this weekend was supposed to be about us; our friends. Not about you and her."
"It was about us, Bella,"
"Edward, she was getting a different room so you could stay with her. That leaves me by myself. How on earth is that a vacation for us?"
"I'm sorry I messed up…" Edward said quietly, ducking his head.
Tears started to well up in my eyes and overflow onto my cheeks. I hated this. I hated that this was happening to us; that Tanya had caused this. I wondered if I didn't have the feelings I did for him, would she would still be a problem? Maybe this was my fault, who knows. I just didn't want to fight with him anymore.
"Bella, please don't cry," Edward walked up to me and embraced me in his arms.
"I didn't mean to make you cry…I just want things to go back to normal. I couldn't even enjoy the rest of my time there, I just kept thinking of you here alone."
He stiffened.
"But, you weren't alone. I didn't realize that you were moving so fast."
"What?"
"You and Jake sleeping together, I didn't know that."
"Edward, I am not sleeping with Jake. What on earth would give you that idea?"
"Umm, coming home to find you asleep together on the couch?"
"Yes, fully clothed. We fell asleep watching a movie. Not everyone sleeps with people so freely, Edward." I poked him in the ribs.
"Hey!" he said in mock offense. "I was just worried. I want to see you happy."
"I want to be happy."
"Then be happy, Bella. No more sad." he said squeezing me tighter.
But to be truly happy, I would either have to tell him how I feel, or I had to give up on him and try out happiness with someone else. Jake specifically.
Jake wanted to date me, and I knew he liked me and I really did like him, but I just didn't want to lead him on. When I started to date someone, I wanted my heart to be free and open for them and only them. I didn't want a replacement for Edward. I couldn't make Jake just a replacement. He deserved to be more than a rebound.
He was appreciative that I cared so much about him that I didn't just do what other girls might have. He let me know that he wasn't giving up hope, but he was never pushy or a nag about it. He stood silently in the background while I figured out this mess, and did what he could do for me; be a friend.
I didn't know how to handle the Edward situation anymore. I guess in time what was meant to be, would be.
Time is what I got, and things were going on as usual. Edward was still dating Tanya, but he didn't bring her over often. If he was going to be with her, he would stayed the night at her place. I was thankful for that, but it made my stomach churn thinking about what they were doing. If she did come over here, it was just to hang out. She would come to the little hang outs we would have as a group. Rose and Alice refused to talk to her and Edward took notice of this, but never questioned why. Emmett and Jasper ,being guys and not fully understanding what the situation was like for me, would be friendly to her, but never went out of their way to talk to her. It was like they were trying to keep the peace and be there for Edward. I wasn't mad at them for that. I couldn't be.
I would usually get Jake to come over if she was here so I never had to risk the chance of having another friendly encounter with her. She put on her fake routine and tried to talk me, to which I would just smile and nod.
I knew what she was doing and I wasn't going to play her game.
Edward, as usual, was clueless to what Tanya was doing, and couldn't understand why I didn't like her. I told him we just didn't click. No need to go into great detail. it wouldn't matter anyway.
Jake and I had become closer, and were spending a great deal of time together when I wasn't busy.
He had kept up his promise and was teaching me the basics of photography. He surprised me one day with a fancy Canon EOS 12.8MP Digital SLR camera and some books on photography. I tried to tell him I couldn't accept it, But he insisted that I showed great potential and just wanted to help me learn.
I was becoming a different person because of Jake.
I was more confident and happy. I talked a lot more, and was more open to sharing myself and my thoughts then I had been with anyone that I had ever known, besides Edward.
Jake eventually talked me into letting him take some pictures of me. I thought he was just being nice, but when I saw the final product I couldn't believe it. I was beautiful. Jake had a rack of vintage dresses brought in and my make-up was done with red plump lips, hair styled like that of the movie stars of the old black and white movies. Jake said it was classic Hollywood for a classic beauty.
Alice and Rose took advantage of my new self-esteem boost, and decided to introduce me to broader horizons on the clothes front. Alice said that I was to good to be dressed by an outlet store.
Alice and Rose treated me to a shopping trip, free of charge, than whisked me away to have an all-girl's spa day. They helped me pick out a new hair style. A few honey highlights and some face framing layers made me look like a totally different person. They decided to take me out to the club to test their "new creation." But not until they dressed me up in the latest fashions courtesy of Alice. I was placed in a Maggy London silver trapeze dress. It fell to about two inches about my knee and had sparkle beading around the neck line. It was amazing what a little hair product and a push up bra could do to get a guys attention. I had never had so many offers to dance before in my life. Granted, these guys didn't know what they were getting into when trying to dace with me, but I didn't care. I had a blast.
When we went home to see what Edward thought it, and it was almost laughable.
He was there with Tanya hanging onto him. When he saw me, his mouth dropped open at the same time as Tanya's eyes narrowed; she looked ready to kill.
I felt Rose elbow me, and heard Alice snicker at her reaction. We could tell it was killing her trying to hold back a nasty comment she was dying to say to me, but couldn't because Edward was in ear shot.
She finally gave up and left, but not before taking a metaphorical piss on Edward by ramming her tongue down his throat in front of us.
I caught a glance between Rose and Alice and they followed soon after, leaving me and Edward alone.
"You look so beautiful, Bella," Edward still hadn't closed his mouth since I came home.
I felt the blush rise to my cheeks.
"Thanks." I said quietly.
"I mean, you have always been beautiful, I've just never seen you like this. Something is different. Not just on the outside, but inside too."
"I'm just happy,"
"Well, happy looks nice on you."
"Thanks."
Things became a little odd with Edward after my make over. He became a little more snotty towards Jake, and I couldn't figure out why. I didn't want to believe Jake's assumptions that Edward was starting to get jealous.
"He doesn't feel like that about me, Jake," I whined loudly. I knew he didn't.
"Bella, He just doesn't know he feels that way about you. He is jealous, believe me, I am a man. I know what I am talking about." Jake said tapping his head.
I tried to pay attention to Edward's actions, and thought maybe Jake was right. But not for the reasons that he thought.
Jake was fast becoming one of my best friends. I think Edward thought maybe Jake was replacing him, which I guess in a way he was. There were things I could talk to Jake about that I could never talk to Edward about. It never used to be like that. Edward was always the person I came to with all my secrets with everything. But not anymore, because he was my secret; my problem.
With Edward, I couldn't really talk about my feelings or be honest about what was bothering me. I couldn't talk to Edward about his girlfriend, the slut from hell, Because, well… He wouldn't listen.
Job wise, things were going on as normal.
Edward had booked a few modeling jobs and club appearances. He had a lot of interviews for magazines to do, and the late night circuit to make for his movie that was about to premier. He had booked two movies, and his first started filming next month. We were going to be flying to Ireland to film on location for a few weeks and then come back her to do some things on the studio set. Everything was pretty much back on track in the work area.
Now things were back to our regular pace minus the fact that because we both had new people in our lives, we were spending less time together. It was obvious that there was a change.
Edward had the next three days off so far, and he had nothing booked.
I spent the day getting everything in order for the trip over to Ireland. Making sure that we had our passports and plane tickets. Our friends were going to come by while we were gone, and do random checks on the house just to make sure everything was alright. Alice and Jasper planned to come visit us while we were in Ireland, so we had to look at rates and dates for their visit also.
I was home now and needed to get ready for a date with Jake tonight. He said he had a surprise for me, and that we were going to dinner to celebrate afterwards.
I hopped into the shower to wash of the grim of running around all day planning with Alice. She had picked out an outfit for me to wear tonight, so I was excited to be relieved of that duty.
Once out of the shower, I dried off my hair and put it up in a towel. I threw on a matching bra and panty set that was dark blue lace. I told Alice buying stuff like that was pointless, but she told me to show it to Jake then, causing me to roll my eyes and explain to her that Jake and I were no where near that phase in our relationship.
I brushed my teeth and put on my make-up before getting dressed knowing my ability to cause accidents wherever I go. I knew an off chance of ruining the dress Alice picked out before I even made it out the door would be a strong one.
Once my hair and make-up were decent and I looked at the clock and noticed that I only had 10 minutes before Jake would be here, I felt it safe to put on my dress. I looked myself over in the mirror and still couldn't get used to the fact that the girl staring back was me. After everything that had been going on the past month or so, I actually looked somewhat happy. The dress that Alice picked out for me was a dark blue sleeveless number with a 'V' cut neck, and it cinched at the waist and poofed out a little, falling and inch above my knees. The color went nicely with the color of my hair and skin. As Alice said, it made my eyes pop.
I grabbed my purse off the dresser and headed out to the living room to wait for Jake to get here.
I almost turned right back around to wait in my room.
Tanya and Edward were sitting on the couch in what looked like a serious conversation. He wasn't smiling, and he looked like he was fuming. I watched as his fingers pinched the bridge of his knows, confirming my suspicions.
Stupid Tanya.
When my entrance caught Edwards attention, he changed the subject of whatever they were talking about and commented on my dress.
"Wow, Bella you look amazing." Edward's eyes took in my appearance appreciatively.
"Thanks," I said smiling.
"What's the occasion?" He was trying to ignore Tanya, who look ready to kill him for paying attention to me.
"I don't know, it's a surprise. Jake refuses to tell me." I smiled as I thought of my numerous attempts to get it out of him.
"But…you hate surprises?" Edward said as his brow knit together in confusion.
"I know, but Jake is excited about it, so I am being good."
"Huh. Wish you would be that easy for us when we try to surprise you with things." Edward teased, feigning offense.
"Maybe next time. This surprise stuff is actually kind of fun."
"Wow, never thought I would hear those words come out of your mouth."
Tanya cleared her throat loudly in an attempt to refocus the attention to her. I just rolled my eyes.
"I didn't mean to interrupt anything. Jake will be here in five minutes, and I will be out of your way."
Tanya mumbled something I didn't catch, and saw Edward's head snap towards her. He obviously caught what she said and it wasn't good.
"Tanya, can I talk to you in the bedroom." Edward asked through a clenched jaw.
"Is that all will be doing in there is talking?" Tanya pouted, jutting put her puffy bottom lip.
"Tanya,"
She sighed and stood up giving me the once over, then huffed as she stormed off to his bedroom. I just shook my head and thought, "better him then me."
"I hope you have a good night tonight, Bella. you really do look beautiful." Edward said quietly.
"Thanks, Edward."
He opened his mouth as if to say something else, but the door rang and he went over to grab it. I followed closely behind him.
He opened the door and their stood Jake looking pretty much amazing.
He had on these dark denim pants with a light blue button up long sleeve shirt on that he left unbuttoned. Underneath that was a old concert t-shirt, the letters were pretty much faded off but I could tell it was a "The Who" shirt. He had his beautiful black hair pulled back into a pony tail. He looked amazing.
"Jake," Said Edward dryly.
"Hey Ed," Jake knew Edward hated that. Let the pissing contest begin.
"Bella! You look stunning. Really, you are the most beautiful girl I have ever laid eyes on," Jake placed a brief kiss on my lips, and I blushed
Edward shifted uncomfortably from the balls of his feet.
I heard the annoyed throat clearing of Tanya from the doorway of Edward's room, and we all looked at her.
Jake took that opportunity to have some fun.
"Hmm…nope, still the most beautiful." He said after looking at Tanya then me. Edward even thought it was funny, because he was choking back a laugh.
Tanya turned on her heel and made her way back into Edward's room, and Edward shook his head.
"Are you ok?" I asked.
"Just great," he put on a fake smile.
"You sure?"
"Go have fun. I'll see you tonight."
"Alright, talk to you when I get home…"
With that, we left. I had no idea what was going on with those two and as long as Tanya was involved, I honestly didn't care.
Jake helped me into his car, and once inside, drove off heading to my surprise.
After driving for about twenty minutes, Jake pulled his car into a open spot on the street and parked. I looked around and was still confused as to what my surprise could be.
Jake helped me out of the car and held my hand as we made our way to a stone building with a sign that said, "New Image Art Gallery."
"You brought me to an art gallery?" I had only been to them on my own.
"Yes."
"Is this my surprise?"
He shook his head no.
"I know the owner of this place and I asked him a favor,"
"What kind of favor," I asked slowly, looking up at Jake through my eyelashes.
"You really are an impatient person you know that right?"
"Yes."
"Well, follow me and you'll see what your surprise is."
We walked to the back of the gallery. It was amazing. Hard wood floors and huge open space. Local artists displayed on every wall. Something from almost every medium; paint, sculpture, and photography. Everything was amazing.
Jake led me to the very back wall. It seemed to be covered in a red sheet.
"Oh Jake, do you have work displayed here?" I asked excitedly as I bounced on the balls of my feet, reminding me of Alice.
How exciting was that for him?
"No, I don't have work on display here…you do." Jake said slowly, waiting for my reaction. My head snapped in his direction and I couldn't breath.
"Breath, Bella," He said pulling me close.
"Jake what did you do?"
"Nothing, I know the guy that owns the place and I showed him your work. I told him what little experience you had in photography, and he didn't believe me. I told you, you have a natural talent. So I thought as a surprise, I would show you just how amazing you truly are. An art gallery wants to show your photos, Bella! This is pretty huge."
"I'll say," Tears were welling up in my eyes.
"You're not mad are you?" He asked with a look of concern.
"Oh god, Jake, no! This is the sweetest, most amazing thing anyone has ever done for me. Thank you," I turned to him and threw my arms around his neck and he pulled me in closer to him.
"You deserved it, Bella, your work truly is amazing." Jake gave me a squeeze. "Now, are you ready to see what it feels like to have your work on display?"
I just nodded my head. With a small tug, the red sheet fell away to reveal a collection of photos I had taken with the camera Jake had bought me. There were pictures from when we went walking in the park; how the light cast through the trees leaving these rays bursting in every direction, to candid shots of my friends being themselves. Jake had them matted and framed, and they looked professional. I couldn't believe he would go to such amazing lengths for me.
"Jake, their beautiful."
"I told you," He wrapped his arms around my waist from behind me, and we stood there for who knows how long just looking at them.
I couldn't believe a hobby of mine, something I had just learned how to do, resulted in these pictures and this opportunity to be displayed at a local art gallery.
We spent a little more time looking at the other artists displayed there and then we decided it was time to go eat. I was starving.
Once back in the car, Jake headed toward the restaurant. We talked about the gallery and the work that he had displayed. We also talking about how he got into the line of work he was in now. It sounded like something interesting that I would love to try.
I wouldn't always be Edward's personal assistant.
We arrived at the restaurant and Jake came around to open the door and taking my hand to help me out.
Dinner was amazing. Jake ordered a ridiculously priced bottle of champagne to celebrate. I was already starting to feel light headed; I was such a light weight. But we were having fun and I ordered a fruity specialty drink that had a good amount of alcohol in it. By the time we were ready to go, I was in a pretty damn relaxed and had a happy grin plastered onto my face.
Jake pulled up to the house as I was still laughing from something he had said to me. I calmed myself down, and said thank you for the night.
Leaning forward, I let my lips lightly graze his before pulling him into a full blown kiss. I wrapped my arms around his neck, moaning into his mouth. I felt his teeth graze my lower lip, and I shivered from the sensation. I tugged his hair in response, and he let a laugh escape against my lips. Eventually, he pulled away.
"I should get your work displayed more often if this is how you're going to thank me," he laughed as he pushed a tendril away from my face.
"That, or just give me alcohol. I think you planned this." I teased as I swayed happily in my seat
"Hey! I told you not to order that extra drink,"
"Yes you did." I said running my fingertips across his cheek.
"Ok lush, you better get inside before you do something I won't regret…" he wiggled his eyebrows playfully at me.
"Ha, always such a perv," I leaned in and gave him one last kiss on the cheek before hopping out of the car. I leaned back down, "Thanks again for tonight. No one has every done anything like that for me before, Jake. This is the best night I have ever had."
"Welcome, Bella. You deserved it,"
With a smile, I shut his door and headed for the front door. I watched as Jake pulled out as I waved goodbye to him. I turned sloppily, and fumbled with the keys. My current state of tipsy didn't do any wonders for my already crappy coordination. Finally, I got the door open and stepped into the foyer, throwing my purse on the floor and stepping out of my shoes. I bent over picking my bag back up and was heading to go to my bedroom when I saw him.
Edward.
"Tanya and I broke up," Edward's voice was thick and deep with emotion.
Oh, thank god. Finally
"Oh, I'm sorry…" No, I'm not. "You wanna talk about it?" I asked trying to hold back my excitement at the news.
"Not really," He said sullenly.
I sat there with my arm around him, trying to think of a way to comfort him and be supportive, even though I was happy the witch was gone.
"How was your date with Jake?" He asked, turning his head to look at me.
"It was nice. I think I had a too much champagne."
"Champagne…were you celebrating something?"
"Yeah, Jake has been helping me learn photography. He took some of my pieces to an artist friend he knows who owns a gallery and they put them on display."
"I didn't know you had taken up photography" His face dropped some.
"You've been busy." I reassured him as I rubbed soothing circles into his back.
"Yea, so much so that I don't know what is happening in my best friend's life." He grabbed the bottle of tequila and took a generous swig.
"Don't worry about it. I'm not that good, you aren't missing anything," I said, trying to play it off as not a big deal so he didn't feel bad.
"I doubt that's true. Someone thought your work was good enough to put into a gallery Bella, it has to be good."
I shrugged and leaned back against the couch.
"You'll have to take me there to see it." He said softly, eyeing a patch of paint on the opposite wall.
"Sure thing."
"Well, at least one of has a good night," He said, taking another swig and extending the bottle towards me.
I thought of the reason he was drinking and decided that another celebration was in order. I was definitely going to drink to that.
I took the bottle from him and took a large gulp. The liquid set my throat on fire. I was never a huge fan of tequila; it tasted like cardboard.
Ack.
"I forgot you don't like drinking it straight without lemons."
"It's fine, I really shouldn't be having much more alcohol tonight."
"Pssh, let's go get some lemons out of the kitchen and do this right," Edward grabbed my hand and we headed for the kitchen.
Once we got the lemons and got down some shot glasses, we went back to the couch in the living room. I told myself that I wasn't going to do too many more shots. I was already going to pay in the morning for all the champagne.
We started talking about things that had been going on over the past month that we were too busy to notice.
Edward seemed really interested in my new found love for taking pictures, and he wanted me to take him to the place where my work was to see it displayed. He couldn't believe I didn't show him what I had been doing. But I thought deep down that he probably wouldn't have cared if I tried.
I kind of felt bad for thinking that, but the way things had been between us lately, it wouldn't have surprised me.
But this-sitting here with him talking-was nice. We hadn't had just me and him time in so long. I missed this.
Some how, we got on the topic of Jake and what was happening there.
"So, how are you and Jake doing? Is that going anywhere?" he asked taking a quick shot.
"He's a really great guy. We have a lot fun together," I couldn't hide the smile spreading across my face.
"Yeah, I know," he said quietly as he fingered his shot glass.
"What do you mean by that?"
"Best kisser, ever if I remember correctly." Edward answered flatly.
I felt my cheeks turn red and I did a quick shot.
"Is there anything else that he is good at?" he asked, wiggling his eyebrows suggestively.
"Edward!" I shrieked, smacking at his arm.
"What?" He said innocently, "A guy can be curious, can't he?"
"Not about that," I blushed
"Oh my god, you have, haven't you?" He teased with wide eyes.
"That is none of your business." I said looking away and blushing a furious red.
"I can make you tell me."
"I don't think so, Edward."
"Wanna bet?" He put down his shot.
"Edward, I'm not talking to you about this. It's personal."
"Isabella Marie, have you and Jake had sex?" Edward asked in a stern voice.
"None of your business," I laughed as I eyed his relaxed face. The tequila certainly did a number on him.
"Bella," He got up on his knees on the couch, " I am your friend, your best friend. You, by friend law, have to tell me."
"Friend law?" I looked at him breaking into a fresh round of giggles.
"Yes, we share everything," he said seriously. " Now tell me, or be prepared to be sorry."
"Nope," I said shaking my head.
He attacked. All of a sudden, his hands were on my ribs and him fingers were torturing me. He had me pinned under his body, he weight pressing me into the couch.
"Edward, shit! stop!" I gasped through my loud laughter. I felt my entire body shaking from my guffaws. "P-please! Can't. Breath!"
"Not until you tell me," His hands continued their assault.
"Edward…Please." I begged.
"Tell me."
"No…we haven't!" I got out between gasping for breath.
He stopped tickling me, and looked shocked.
"Really?"
"Yes, really. It isn't like that, we're just friends."
"Friends who kiss?"
"So what? We kiss."
He was still laying on top of me, his on hand were still on my side while the other was behind me on the arm rest supporting some of his weight. He was silent as he stared at me deep into my eyes. I couldn't look away. Something held me to his gaze.
Out of nowhere, he leaned in and his lips crashed into mine.
To say I was shocked didn't even cover it. At first, I didn't know what to do. His lips were moving against mine, but mine were frozen. I wasn't sure how to respond. That was until he brought the hand that was on my side up to cup my face, and his touch sent a shock through my body, unfreezing it and I responded with fervor.
I wrapped my arms around his neck and entwined my fingers through his hair, pulling him closer to me. The hand he had been using to prop himself up, moved down to my hips and I felt more of his weight lay on me. His hand was massaging my hip, and the feeling was sending shots of electricity though my body; something I had never experienced in my life.
Edward broke the kiss, but his lips never left my body. He trailed them down my jaw to my neck and I threw my head back to grant him better access. I felt him push back the strap of my dress to expose my skin for him to devour.
Both of us were breathing pretty ragged, and he began to grind himself into me. I could feel that he was more then excited.
My mind was going nuts. Between the new sensations of pleasure he was bringing to me and the fact that the shots had caused me to be even more buzzed then before, to the fact that he started this, he kissed me, touched me, this was all him. Could he have always wanted this? I was getting what I wanted all along. He wanted me! Maybe just as much as I had always wanted him.
"Edward, I don't want to do this here," I breathed.
"Huh?" Was all the response I got as he continued to kiss at every inch of exposed skin
"Bedroom, Edward, lets go to the bedroom."
A/N: OH NOES!!