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Bella's POV
Holy fucking shit!
My head is pounding and I think I'm going to throw up.
There's too much light in my room.
I moan as I slowly sit up.
When I've stopped spinning, I get out of the bed only to upset my stomach and make a mad dash to the bathroom. I kneel in front of the toilet and heave.
I'm not drinking ever again.
Oh crap. I bet I embarrassed poor Edward. I feel awful.
When I feel human again, I make my way downstairs. Edward's watching TV and eating from a KFC bag. He stops chewing and looks at me amused then tilts his milkshake to me in salute.
I groan and shuffle to his side, falling next to him unceremoniously. I steal some of his fries.
"You okay?" he whispers, peeking at me.
I nod and let my head fall against his shoulder. I don't remember much after my second beer. We danced, we talked...but I don't remember more.
"I'm so sorry, kid. I don't drink much...or often. What did I do?" I wonder.
"Nothing too outrageous," he answers then biting on a chicken sandwich. "Toof," he adds.
"What?" I frown. "I think you're too old to be told not to talk with your mouth full," I chide him.
"True," he says loudly.
"So I didn't do anything too embarrassing?" I check.
"Nope…until you started undressing in front of me," he says quietly, shooting me a huge smile.
"What?" I screech. "I took my clothes off… Oh, God! I'm so sorry, Edward!"
I bet my whole face is red.
"Don't worry, I left your room before you could flash me anything." He winks.
"What were you doing in my room?" I inquire.
"Uh, I was making sure you got in bed? You were pretty drunk, but don't worry. It was a nice night."
I sigh heavily. "Yeah, it was nice."
He wraps his arm around me and brings me closer, kissing my head. "We need to do this more often."
"Are you serious?" I ask surprised.
"Minus you getting smashed."
"Yeah, okay. But…you'd like this…a night out with me?" I'm shocked.
"Yep." He bobs his head and offers me more fries.
We spend the day in front of the TV and in the evening, I indulge him in a game of chess - Edward insists.
Three moves in the game, he has me in checkmate. How? Now, that's a good question.
"Seriously, woman," he groans, jutting his lower lip out. "You can't find a decent chess player these days."
"I suck," I mumble, moving my king away, only to put it in his knight's way.
"You suck hardcore," Edward approves. His eye catches mine and there's a glint in there – I don't like it. "You any good at Wii?"
"No!" I shout.
I've played a few times with him some years ago but I always lost whatever we were playing.
"Oh, come on. I'm bored," he insists.
"Don't you have homework or something?"
"I'll do it tomorrow." Edward waves a hand dismissively. "Please? One game. You choose."
I look through his collection and pick Need for Speed. I love the game and I remember beating boys' asses at high school parties.
Edward rubs his hands as he starts the system, smirking at me.
"Ready to have your ass handed to you?" he asks, throwing me a remote.
"Don't think so," I say confidently. "I used to make boys crawl away with their tails between their legs in high school."
He laughs loudly. "I bet you used a PC back then."
I gasp and punch his arm. He doesn't even flinch. "You just called me old!"
"You are," he teases.
"Older means wiser." I jut my chin up. "I'm gonna win."
"Luck," he mumbles chuckling.
Five minutes into the game, I pass his car, sending him into a wall. I drive like crazy and just as I'm close to the finish line, I make a donut and to make it perfect, Edward crashes into me.
"Fuck!" he exclaims, trying to right his car which is upside down.
Even without my protection bar, I make it past the finish line and start jumping. "Now, you suck!" I tell him childishly.
"You killed my car!"
"Rematch?" I tease.
"You bet your ass!"
We play until late in the night when I finally send him to bed. These past two days I've seen glimpses of that Edward I used to know and we had fun.
I wish we'd get along so well every day, but that's not likely considering he's a hotheaded teenager. I let it slide too many times lately the way he's talking to me, but I have to remind him that I'm the adult here and not his high school friend.
I'm really glad he can be himself around me, but still – I'm thirteen years older.
Sunday, I get dragged into helping him with his Math homework. I'm surprised he even asked me – he never asked me to help him before.
The days that follow our bonding weekend, Edward's home more than usual, he offers to help me in the kitchen or even insists he repairs my desk when one of my drawers falls apart; when I question him, hoping he's not doing this just to get out of going to Kitty's, he tells me that he wants to do this.
On the Thanksgiving week, I am busy with packing, cooking a decent turkey because I know Kitty won't have a bird, baking cookies and work.
On Wednesday afternoon, I'm reminding Jasper of his duties in case anything happens while I'm gone when a nurse pokes her head in my office. She looks worried.
What now? I think agitated.
"Hey, what's wrong?" I ask, pressing the files in my hands to Jasper's chest.
"Uh, you see...I shouldn't tell you but..." She bites her lip. "Edward's in E.R..."
I gasp, feeling like I'm being punched in the chest. I can't breathe.
"Why? What happened?' I ask worried, pushing past her, running down the hallway.
As I arrive close to the Emergency Room, I can hear him. At least he's okay. He's shouting at someone about stabbing them in the eye with a scalpel.
Typical Edward.
I push the doors open and stare at him. It takes a second until he realizes it's me in front of him then hell breaks loose.
"Who the fuck told Bella? I thought I was clear not to tell her!" He looks around. "Where's that little stupid nurse! She told you, didn't she?" he accuses, narrowing his eyes at someone behind me.
"Leave her alone," I tell him sternly. "What did you do?"
"Ran into a wall," he answers dryly.
"Ha!" I exclaim, stepping closer. "Now!" I demand.
His lip is split and there's blood oozing from his left eyebrow, there's going to be an ugly bruise around his eye.
"School let out early...and you drove me this morning because my stupid car didn't start..."
"And?" I inquire.
"Em decided we should go to the movies. We bumped into Creepy Collin and Tyler there."
"Not Collin again!" I yell scaring the doctor tending to his eye.
"I didn't do anything, I swear to you!" Edward shouts, raising his hands.
I can see cuts on his knuckles and I don't believe him.
"I haven't done shit to him in months! But the little shit told Tyler and...he was on me before I realized what the fuck was going on. I tried to defend myself." He shows me his bruised hand. "Seriously. Ask Emmett."
"Where's he?" I ask, sighing heavily.
"He went home. His mom called him when he dropped me off here."
"What am I going to do with you, Edward? Can't you stay out of trouble?" I groan.
"I try...but trouble finds me." He shoots me a small smile then grimaces.
"Does it hurt badly?" I whisper, advancing and cupping his cheek.
"I'll survive."
I hate seeing him hurt. When the doctor steps aside, pulling his gloves off, I hug Edward tightly, stroking his hair. Even though he'll soon be of age, he'll always be my responsibility. I promised to love him as my own and when I see him hurt I feel like I'm a failure.
"I'm okay, Bella," he murmurs, encircling my waist with his arms. "Don't worry."
I just run my fingers through his soft hair, turning to the doctor and raising an eyebrow. He nods that I can take him home.
"Let's go." I take Edward's hand and lead him to my office to grab my stuff.
He shuffles quietly behind me, squeezing my fingers. I like feeling his slightly calloused hand around mine.
"Whoa! What did you do?" Jasper asks.
Why is he still in my office?
"Ran into a wall," Edward mutters bitterly. "You?"
Jasper laughs, shaking his head. "Must have been a hell of a wall."
"Jasper, stop it!" I snap. "Don't encourage him."
"I'm not. Kid got in a fight without me telling him," Jasper defends himself.
I grab my purse and after a last glare at Jasper, I take Edward's hand and storm out of the office.
"How upset are you?" he whispers as we stroll out of the clinic.
"Very, but not with you. With the situation." I feel angry tears gathering in my eyes.
"If I'd told Em not to go to the movie this wouldn't have happened," Edward says bitterly. "Sorry."
"It's not your fault...but maybe it is...a little. If you'd listened to me not to pick on that kid every chance you got, Tyler wouldn't have had a reason to hurt you!"
"So it's my fault now?"
"No."
"Jesus, woman. You're confusing." He scratches his head. "Can we not go to Grandma's?"
"Edward, I called her on Monday. She's expecting us. She sounded happy."
"Fuck. Why would you tell her? We could have surprised her...she'd have been so shocked she..."
I press my palm to his mouth. "I know you don't like her, but once a year you won't die from seeing her. Even though you don't like her, she loves you. She misses you."
"Awesome. Let's go and be done with this."
I roll my eyes and slid inside the car.
"I'm actually happy you didn't go home or there wouldn't have been any cookies left," I say offhandedly.
"You baked cookies? What kind?"
"The ones you love, but you aren't allowed any until tomorrow."
"That's so fucking cruel." He slumps in his seat.
"Watch that mouth of yours! I bet Kitty will just love to hear you dropping the F bomb left and right," I tell him amused.
"Really? Cool. I'll make sure to drop F bombs everywhere. Maybe she'll send us home early," he muses, nudging me with his elbow.
Edward's immature as ever, right?
And we can that Bella has SOME feelings for him, but she doesn't realize what they mean.
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