Bad to the Bones
Chapter 4
I was shocked, what did he meant by his girl? Edward knew I was there but he didn't look up from Mike.
"I don't want you anywhere near her ever again."Alec let go of him and Mike fell to the ground.
"Edward what did you do too him?" It was the only thing I could think about to say. For the first time today he looked at me but he still didn't say a word. Jessica looked at me with a look that said: 'kick his butt'. But how could I, I was just a shy girl. Edward grabbed my hand and dragged me out of the cafeteria. I tried to get my hand out of his fist but it was impossible.
"Let go of me." I yelled at Edward. Edward could hear de anger in my voice. He looked at me with surprise; I guess he didn't expect me to yell at him.
"How could you do that to Mike?" I was still yelling. Edward didn't do anything he just let me raise all of my anger out. When I was finished with yelling at him my breath was without control.
"You are sexy when you are angry." Exactly after he said those words, he placed his lips on mine. What was he doing? Since when was kissing me on his plan? But before I knew, I was drowned in the taste of his lips. They were the sweetest things I ever tasted. When Edward pulled away I already missed them. His lips were cold but soft. They forced mine to move, I did exactly what he wanted but it wasn't my fault. I just couldn't stop.
Edward opened his eyes, they seemed greener than before. His eyes were staring in mine. On his face a grin appeared. I didn't understand why Angela hadn't fallen for him, he was a Greek God. Every girl was lying in front of his feet. They were all fighting with each other for his attention. Angela and I thought it was insane but Jessica was one of the girls who were fighting. Not that he was just a little interested in her. He didn't even give her look once a year. But Jessica didn't seem to see that, she was much too far in love with him.
"Where are you thinking about, Bella? Or are you drowned in my eyes and the taste of my lips?" I didn't know what he said. There was nothing else I could do then drown in his eyes. I still felt his lips on mine; every spot of my body was tinkling and especially my lips. They were burning. The feeling of his cold lips on my warmth ones was indescribable.
"Yes." I answered his question. On his face you saw that he wasn't interested at all. He was actually watching some girls on the other end of the corridor.
"Is your father home this weekend?" Why was he asking that?
"No, why?" He didn't answer the question. On his face there appeared wrinkles, but he still didn't say anything. After a few seconds he looked at me.
"Well, I'll see you tomorrow then." With that last sentence he left me. There I was standing alone and confused.
The rest of the week went by in a fast tempo. I hadn't seen Edward a lot. He once asked me for my cell phone number but that was it. Charlie was talking to me again but he refused to say anything about Edward Cullen. On Friday I asked about him, to be precise: "Dad why did you arrest Edward Cullen a few times?" It was just a simple question but the only answer I got was: "I don't what to hear the name of that bustard in my house." I felt it was a bit exaggerated; I rolled my eyes and looked away. Well that is how it went, but I still didn't know why Charlie hated Edward that much. I agree Edward wasn't a nice guy but he couldn't be that bad.
For his family he was caring and gentle. Nothing like the guy he was on school, at least I heard. I was asking myself what happened to him. There must be a reason why he was acting like that.
It was Saturday in the morning; I heard that Charlie just left. I had absolutely nothing to do, Charlie wasn't here. After I cleaned the house it was just two o'clock. After I was done, there wasn't a spot where it wasn't clean. I was considering to read Romeo and Juliet again but I wasn't in the mood. Edward made me feel empty and a bit alone. He lightened me up with the kiss he gave me. But he threw me right back from heaven to earth when he left me for those other girls. I was really just a doll for him. What was I suppose to do with such a guy? I had absolutely no clue, but I had to find out. It was the only way to make him stop doing things that made other people feel miserable. I confess, I liked him, but this wasn't about me. I was about the wealth of Charlie.
The bell rang and there he was the devil himself, Edward Cullen. He was standing on the porch with a weird smile on his face.
"I missed you." One part in me said it was true but the other part in me was laughing at myself. What was he doing here? And what was he saying? I was looking at him like I didn't want him there. But that wasn't true, I wanted him to be there more then I would ever confess. Maybe the weekend wouldn't be so bad after all.
It wasn't my fault I was falling for him. There were only two things I was less pleased about. I was falling for Edward and he knew it. At that moment we were in the living room. He was sitting on the couch and I was standing in the middle of the room. He just picked the remote and he turned on the television. I was still standing and it seemed like he was irritation himself over it. So he took my arm and he threw me on himself. I didn't know what happened until I was lying on his chest. It felt cold but safe and muscular. On my cheeks there developed a blush. His nose went to my hair.
"I love strawberries." The blush on my cheeks was only getting worse. His arms were around my hips. He was going to kiss me but I turned away. He let out a growl, turned my head and he kissed me. I wanted to push him away but once his lips were on mine I wasn't able to do it anymore. The way he kissed me was soft and sweet. His lips moved slowly over mine. One of my hands went to his hair and the other was lying on his chest. Again he was the one who stopped the kiss, he turned his head and he watched the game that was on. His hands were still around my waist and my head was resting on his chest. I could hear his heartbeat what made me feel calm. Being in his arms was something special and I never wanted to be anywhere but there.
When I watched on the clock I saw it was already four o'clock. Edward was still here. I hoped Charlie wouldn't come home earlier than normal. Edward asked me if I could make something to eat for him, because he was hungry. Asking wasn't the good denomination, he was just ordering it. I rolled my eyes and went to the kitchen. I took a piece of pizza and slide it in the oven. Edward got up from the couch and turned off the television. I figured that the game was over. He came to stand right behind me. And again his nose went through my hair.
"Can you stop that it tickles?" He didn't listen and went further. He planted a soft kiss on my neck.
"Why are you so nice to me?" I thought he laughed but I couldn't say it for sure. It was too soft to really know it.
"I have two reasons for that, but you have to do something for me if you want the reasons." I nodded and opened the oven and took out the piece of pizza.
"The first reason." I said as I placed the piece of pizza in front of him. There he was standing in my kitchen, looking at me and eating the pizza. He took a big bite and started talking.
"There aren't any other people around and you are a good kisser." Did he just give two reasons or not? I seemed like he did but with Edward you never knew. I didn't believe that those were the reason at all. He could be here for his plan but he made perfectly clear that he would be gone by the time Charlie would be home. So Charlie wouldn't be here, no one would see us together. This wasn't Edward. There had to be something else in the game.
"I don't believe you." I looked at him with a great deal of confusion in my eyes.
"Then that is your problem." A few seconds after he said those words the last bite of pizza went into his mouth. He really was an ass. Why couldn't he just tell me the truth? I took a step forward; I was now standing right in front of him.
"What did you do to make Charlie hate you so much?" He looked surprised. It was obvious that he hadn't expected me to ask that question.
"I don't think it is a good idea if I tell you that. You have to ask your father." He didn't say anything else; he took his car keys and dragged me out of the house to his car.
"Where are we going?"
"To the snake bar." It was the only answer I got. He said it with a hard and cold voice. His mood had changed from happy to angry. I really couldn't cope with this guy and his moods. With him you really never knew. We both stepped into the car.
When we were driving it was awkwardly quiet. We both didn't know what to say. I actually thought it was better to not say anything. He was still in his bad mood I could say because he had wrinkles on his forehead. But I couldn't resist myself and asked the question that was on my lips for the whole day.
"Why did you come, when you knew Charlie wouldn't even be there?"
"You are too naïve." He said.
"My plan is to make you help me with my plan." Did he really think I was going to help him? He was smarter than that. There must be something behind it.
"What?" It was the only thing I could think about to say. He was going insane in my opinion. "You will never succeed in that." He began to laugh.
"This is what I meant by naïve. You are already helping me with my plan. It is the second reason why I am here." Now I was really lost. I didn't understand what he meant. I wasn't helping him at all. The only thing I did was driving with him. To be precise it was the only thing Charlie was a aware off.
"What?" I repeated myself, he was still laughing and it was only getting harder.
"Isabella you are already helping me by falling in love with me."