AN - I'm not going to rant in this space anymore, I'm just going to post disclaimers, because I read a story with some really funny ones, and I wanted to try!! And, this is the end of chapter two ! (finally) !!!
Me - **invents new type of food**
You - This is really good, what do you call it?
Me - Breaking Dawn.
You - Oh, I see.
Me - Do I have the rights to Breaking Dawn now ?
Disclaimer - No.
"I miss you already," Bella murmured.
"I don't need to leave. I can stay…." I wished for nothing but that at this moment. But Alice had seen me at the party…
"Mmm."
Everything was quiet, well, quieter than usual. Except for Bella's heart. It stuttered and skipped and pranced along, hammering. Bella's sweet hot breath was ragged against my own. I could not only feel her hot lips against my own, but I could hear the sweet whispers that they made as they brushed against my own lips of frozen steel.
Just through the hallway, I could hear Charlie's even breaths and the steady beating of his proud heart. His dream was quiet and steady, taking place by a smooth, even brook filled with lots of salmon. He was using a fishing rod that looked to be made of pure gold, and he reeled it in to find a fish that was much bigger than you would expect to find in such a sweet brook. I smiled – he's so peaceful.
Down the street, I could hear soft music playing – a violin. They were playing a piece by Beethoven, but I could hear many mistakes, and I assumed they were just learning. My assumption was confirmed in their thoughts.
There were many other sounds – a television with the sound turned down, and two steadily beating hearts accompanied by two different sets of relaxed, even breaths. It seems that the young couple watching the television had fallen asleep to the romantic film they were watching.
Across the road, there was a young girl fixing up two cups of hot cocoa. She was making some for her and her older sister, who was upstairs changing. I quickly ducked out of the house and gave her privacy.
The other parts of my brain were still focused on Bella. I was extremely careful not to move too quickly or to do anything to frighten her. I would not hurt her. It was much easier now, I haven't wanted or felt a need for her blood since the dark days when I had thought that I had lost her forever. But my throat still hurt, as always.
It was so easy to be able to become lost with Bella. I knew I had to keep my concentration, but it gets more difficult everyday, every second. I thought it would get easier, but no. My life just can't be that simple.
I opened my eyes and looked at Bella's peaceful face. Her long lashes were closed over her beautiful chocolate eyes. To look into Bella's eyes was like looking into Bella's soul; you could see the person she truly was inside. You could see all of her honesty, her compassion, and her glorious beauty. You could see love… all of the reasons why she loves, the passion she puts into everything she does, the pleasant warmth, and her true kindness. It's the only way to see into her complex mind; full of twists and turns and… it's incomparable. Bella's soul is simply…pulchritudinous, and that's something that I never want to take away from her.
She opened her eyes, and once more, I was drawn through them to her beautiful mind and soul. It makes no sense that someone with a soul so exquisite, so amazing, so – it's indescribable – why she wants me is something that I will never be able to understand. She is my angel, my sun. She changes everything about me, and has made my dark world of blackness bright again. She lit up all of the stars in the sky, simply by being her glorious, angelic self. She will always be an angel. And she changed me from the monster I used to be, to something more peaceful and quiet… something cold and dark – but not bad -- as she says.
She is my angel… and I am her moon. She's the pretty angel that flew through the night sky and then graced her presence on my moon.
She's my angel on the moon.
Do you dream, that the world will know your name?
So tell me your name.
If I could dream, all I would dream about is Bella. She's the only thing in my world that I need, the only thing that mattersto me now. When she speaks my name… it feels like my cold dead heart starts beating again. She makes me feel like I'm truly alive.
Do you care, about all the little things,
or anything at all?
If anything ever upsets her, it ruins me, too. It's impossible to be happy, when she's not. I could never let anything hurt her. If anything ever happened to her… she's so fragile. I can't let her be hurt, again. She's all I care about.
I wanna feel, all the chemicals inside
I wanna feel.
This love she's given me is simply unbelievable. It's like nothing I've ever felt before… it's heat. It's compassion. It's love… something that I have never felt before. I need it now, it's like how a human needs a heartbeat. I need the burning love for Bella in me forever.
I wanna sunburn, just to know that I'm alive...
To know I'm alive.
I don't want to have to leave Bella, ever. I did once before, and it ruined her, and me. She's all that matters to me, and that's why we're getting married. So that I can always feel the heat and love from her, forever.
She then pulled her face to my own again.
"Definitely staying…" I murmured a moment later.
She looked at me with her look of protest – no matter how hard she tried, it always had a sweet kitten-y look to it.
"No! No, it's your bachelor party. You have to go." The words were hardly out of her mouth when she had her arms wrapping around me, tangled in my hair, and pressed against my back. She was so soft… so smooth. I stroked her warm face with my dead hands.
"Bachelor parties are designed for those who are sad to see the passing of their single days. I couldn't be more eager to have mine behind me. So there's really no point."
It was true. Bella had to agree…
"True."
Hah, I read her again. But the words I spoke were completely honest. I could care less about my 'single days'. They were horrible and dark and lonely. But then I met Bella…
Besides, I really didn't like what Emmett and Jasper had planned for me. I knew Bella wouldn't find out, and I could hardly allow it to happen. I was NOT going.
She then ran her smooth hand down my stone chest. An electric current ran through my body, and shivers ran up and down my spine. I kissed her again as her sweet scent rolled through my nose. I ignored it, even as it burned my throat. She then pressed her sweet hot tongue against my lip, and the craving became so intense, I could hardly bear it. Not the craving for her blood, but for more of her. This was my automatic signal that I had to stop before this went too far. I pulled back, much to her dismay.
"Wait," she said, gripping my shoulders and pulling me to her. Her leg wrapped around my waist.
"Practice makes perfect!" she smiled.
Silly Bella. "Well, we should be fairly close to perfection by this point then, shouldn't we? Have you slept at all in the last month?"
She dismissed my question easily. "But this is the dress rehearsal, and we've only practiced certain scenes. It's no time for playing safe."
I froze. No time for playing safe? Everything needs to be 'played safe'. Every touch, every kiss… anything but safe could mean death for her fragile body.
"Bella…"
"Don't start this again. A deal's a deal."
I've backed out on promises before. This promise was one that simply needed to be forgotten!
"I don't know. It's too hard to concentrate when you're with me like this. I – I can't think straight. I won't be able to control myself. You'll get hurt."
"I'll be fine."
No, you won't.
"Bella…"
"Shh!" Her sweet lips pressed to my own in seconds. Not thinking, I gave her the kiss she wanted. But as the horrible thoughts came back, I stopped. I still kissed her, but it was too difficult to think about it. There were other things on my mind.
This was much too dangerous. Bella has to consider that… I hope she changes her mind.
"How are your feet?" I asked.
She rolled her eyes.
"Toasty warm."
"Really? No second thoughts? It's not too late to change your mind…"
"Are you trying to ditch me?" she asked, with a hint of frustration in her voice. I chuckled.
"Just making sure. I don't want you to do anything you're not sure about." I'm not even sure about it… I never will be.
"I'm sure about you. The rest I can live through."
Bella… you don't know what you're trying to promise yourself. It's simply not that easy.
"Can you?" I whispered. "I don't mean the wedding – which I am positive you will survive despite your qualms – but afterward… what about Renée, what about Charlie?"
She sighed. I knew I hit a tough spot, and there was nothing she could do to hide it.
"I'll miss them." Of course she would. I couldn't imagine life with out Carlisle or Esme… but I'm sure that was a different type of bond.
"Angela and Jessica and Mike?"
"I'll miss my friends, too," she said softly, and then a hint of a smile crossed her face. "Especially Mike. Oh, Mike! How will I go on?"
I growled involuntarily. That was the bright side to this, I suppose. No more vile thoughts coming from Mike Newton. At least he wasn't picturing Bella anymore… but he still managed to get worse.
She laughed.
"Edward, we've been through this and through this. I know it will be hard, but this is what I want. I want you, and I want you forever. One lifetime is simply not enough for me."
"Frozen forever at eighteen?"
"Every woman's dream come true," she giggled. I wasn't convinced.
"Never changing… never moving forward."
"What does that mean?"
"Do you remember when we told Charlie we were getting married? And her thought you were… pregnant?"
"And he thought about shooting you?" she muttered. "Admit it – for one second, he honestly considered it."
I didn't answer. She was right, of course. She's always very apprehensive. But that wasn't what had bothered me the most…
"I just wish… well, I wish that he'd had been right."
"Gah," she gasped. But I continued.
"More that there was some way he could have been. That we had that kind of potential. I hate taking that away from you, too."
She paused, considering something. "I know what I'm doing." No, she didn't.
"How could you know that, Bella? Look at my mother, look at my sister. It's not as easy a sacrifice as you imagine."
"Esme and Rosalie get by just fine," she countered. "If it's a problem later, we can do what Esme did – we'll adopt."
I sighed. She simply didn't get it!
"It's not right! I don't want you to have to make sacrifices for me. I want to give you things, not take things away from you. I don't want to steal your future. If I were human–"
Her hands were suddenly over my lips. I wish that she had let me finish what I was saying… maybe she would have realized that she's making a mistake.
"You are my future," she said. "Now stop. No moping, or I'm calling your brothers to come and get you. Maybe you need a bachelor party."
"I'm sorry. I am moping, aren't I? Must be the nerves."
"Are your feet cold?"
"Not in that sense. I've been waiting a century to marry you, Miss Swan. The wedding ceremony is the one thing I can't wait—"
I stopped midsentence when I heard a few very unpleasant thoughts.
"Oh, for the love of all that is holy!" I muttered. They can't be doing this.
"What's wrong?"
I gritted my teeth, "You don't have to call my brothers. Apparently Emmett and Jasper are not going to let me bow out tonight."
She held me close. I could feel her sweet breath against my cheek, and then she released me.
"Have fun," she smiled.
Then there was a dreadful squeal across the window. Emmett was scraping his steel hard nails down the pane, and it was horribly irritating. I can't believe they think that they are going to get away with this. Bella shuddered.
"If you don't send Edward out," Emmett hissed. "we're coming in after him!"
Bella chuckled. "Go. Before they break my house."
I rolled my eyes, but jumped up unwillingly. They have to be joking… they don't honestly think I'm going to participate in those shenanigans, do they? I pulled on my shirt, and kissed her soft forehead.
"Get to sleep. You've got a big day tomorrow," I whispered.
She smiled. "Thanks! That's sure to help me wind down."
I returned her grin. "I'll meet you at the altar."
"I'll be the one in white."
I chuckled. How blasé. "Very convincing." I then crouched, and sprang silently out the window, grabbing Emmett's collar as I went and pushing him to the ground. There was a soft thud, and Emmett muttered a very inappropriate word.
"You better not make him late," she muttered, too low for human ears. I was about to console her when Jasper put a hand in front of me.
I'll handle this.
And I knew he would. He was swiftly up to the window in less than half a second.
"Don't worry, Bella. We'll get him home in plenty of time." He then let her relax, and through his mind, I saw her sink a little bit deeper into the covers. Jasper and his talent have been extremely useful around Bella lately, almost as helpful as Alice's. Although, while Alice and her visions are always truthful, Jasper playing around with Bella's emotions when he thought that I wouldn't notice has been extremely annoying, and embarrassing for poor Bella.
"Jasper? What do vampires do for bachelor parties? You're not taking him to a strip club, are you?"
No. They were not, as far as I could hear. Although, it was almost as bad.
"Don't tell her anything," Emmett growled. I rolled my eyes again and punched him to the ground. I laughed freely when I caught a look of his expression, but stopped abruptly when I heard his thoughts.
Don't make me take you to a gay bar, Edward. You know exactly how bad it was last time.
I shivered at the uncomfortable memory. That was something I never wanted to remember.
"Relax," Jasper said, interrupting our silent debate. "We Cullens have our own version. Just a few mountain lions, a couple of grizzly bears, pretty much an ordinary night out."
Eugh. Yes, that was what we were doing… for the first few minutes. Emmett and his competitions… he really had to stop. This was getting out of hand!
"Thanks Jasper," Bella said quietly. He then smiled, and dropped from the window, clapping us each on the back.
"Let's go, boys," he said, and broke into a run to the east. I rolled my eyes and followed involuntarily.
***
We finally stopped when we reached the middle of a forest. I had no idea what we were doing here... I thought Jasper was kidding when he said we were hunting? Their thoughts were extremely unhelpful... they were obviously trying to hide something from me. I couldn't think of any other reason that Emmett would rethink about everything he did in Biology. Or even Jasper... I closed my eyes and tried to concentrate on their thoughts.
Emmett obviously noticed that I was concentrating on something, because he began thinking some very crude thoughts about himself and Rosalie. My eyes flew open and I jumped backwards 50 feet.
"EMMETT! STOP! That's disgusting!"
"I can't help it anymore, bro, there's so much to think about. Just get out of my head!"
"It's not that simple, trust me," I sighed. I only wished that I could get out of their heads, for just one moment. It would have saved me from so many permanently scarring images.
I shivered. Jasper was shaking silently with laughter, and he was still only thinking through math timetables. He was already at 57.
"Well," Emmett interrupted. "Now that we're here…"
I rolled my eyes. I did not want to be here. Obviously, everything they were thinking of before wasn't going to happen… Emmett was planning on taking us to a strip club – the one thing that Bella didn't like. He must have changed his mind after Alice had her vision…
"So," Emmett continued. "We're going to have a little competition. Don't even think about backing out, Edward, because if you don't win, I'm telling Bella where you're taking her!"
"You wouldn't," I snarled.
"Oh, I think I would. Anyways, if you do win, I won't… so you better try!"
At that point, I knew this wasn't going to be too bad. I saw a flash of a deer in Jasper's thoughts, and then he quickly attempted to forget about it. So, we actually were hunting. But how is that supposed to be a competition that Emmett would think up?
"We're going to be hunting. Whoever hunts the most animals in 10 minutes wins!"
Hmm. This is different. But there can't be any harm in this anyways, can there?
"Ready?" Jasper called.
This shouldn't be too bad.
"Get set…" Emmett continued.
I can do this.
"GO!" They both hollered.
I waited half a second to make sure that they were going to run. They did, and they were both gone in an instant. So I quickly followed, picking up the scent of a few deer just to the east.
I slid into the bushes and watched them slowly drink from the pond. All of the sudden, I leapt and had one down in an instant. I quickly grabbed the other and snapped his neck in my iron grip. While keeping the first deer against the grass with my foot, I finished off the one in my arms, and then the one on the ground. There was something off about the scent in his blood… one I recognized, but I didn't come across very often. I tried to forget about it knowing that if I didn't move quickly, Emmett or Jasper would finish first.
I then caught the scent of something a bit farther down the river that I instantly recognized. I smiled to myself and darted down the riverbank.
I stopped just before the scent and hopped into the higher branches. I smiled when I saw the great cat sleeping on a branch; this was going to be simple. I tackled him to the ground, but he barely stirred. Wow. The poor lion – maybe he fell into the water or something earlier? I pushed my teeth into the soft flesh of his neck, and felt his smooth bloodstream flowing underneath my hands. His heartbeat stuttered for a minute, and then continued to beat at it's slow pace.
His blood was off, too, much more than before. I crinkled my eyes in wonder, and then finished him off. I smelled another deer in the distance, and decided that I would go for that, too, even though my stomach was much more filled than it's ever been before.
"Time's up!" Emmett called.
I slowly turned and ran towards the sound of his voice. I caught his scent instantly, and ran back to where he and Jasper were standing.
Then I realized that the sides of my eyesight were blurring. Everything unfocused easily, and it reminded me of some dim human memories. It was harder to remember things then before, and I couldn't remember anything from the distant past at all.
I stepped into the clearing where they stood, their eyes wide and expectant. What on earth were they waiting for? I'm here! Their thoughts were oddly blank, and I could only pick out one or two words that they were thinking. That's not right… they had to be thinking about loads of things, did they win?
"How many animals did you get?" I slurred. Wow, my voice was off. Maybe I over drank?
"One deer for me… but Jasper couldn't, ah, find any," Emmett answered slowly. Then, under his breath, he muttered, "Somebody has to be responsible."
All of the sudden, it hit me.
Why my eyesight was blurry.
Why I couldn't think straight.
Why my speech was blurred.
Why my stomach felt more than slightly uncomfortable.
And why the scents of the deer and the lion were off.
They must've known that I would go for the lion, I always do. We're all extremely predictable when it comes to our meals…
I wonder how they did it. I suddenly felt very dizzy, and then I straightened myself up and tried to clear my mind as much as possible.
Then I caught a memory in Jasper's mind…
He was pushing a syringe through the neck of a deer. The dark brown liquid seeped into the deer's bloodstream, and in the background, you could see Emmett doing the same. Then his mind fluttered to another memory, one with a lion. There were about 9 stab wounds around the lion's neck.
They drugged them.
Well, not drugged specifically. They put pure, undiluted vodka into their systems.
The bastards spiked my drink.
"Hey Eddie-poo, how are you?" Emmett called.
I tried to growl, but it came out as more of a gurgle.
"Well, let's go," Jasper said. "We don't have all night."
Emmett smiled. "No, we don't. Let's go Edward; we're going to have a party!"
I smiled. Party? A party sounds like fun!
Wait, what am I thinking? A party with Emmett? This is exactly what I feared...
He then linked his arm around mine and dragged me through the trees before I could protest.
***
We entered the pretty club with the big flashing sign on the front. Emmett had convinced me on the way here that this was a brilliant idea, and that it would make everyone happy if we came to the club for a dance. I hope he doesn't expect me to do anything but dancing... this isn't a stip club... I don't think. There were poles, though. They looked strangely appealing... I wonder if I had ever used them before? I could barely remember anything at all, now. Maybe I'm an expert at this! I smiled, having convinced myself, and ran up to the table.
Then I tripped.
On a big, red purse.
"HEY! You knocked over my – " the tall blonde woman looked down at me with a scowl, and then her expression suddenly changed.
"Oh, sorry.. I.. umm, I didn't see you. H-how are you?"
I smiled a big lopsided smile. I met a new friend!
"I'm fine thanks, pretty lady. Come dance with me!"
I grabbed her arm and pulled her to the big, shiny pole. This was going to be different... I never do this normally. I normally could tell if there was something wrong with a situation. I couldn't see anything wrong with this, though. I actually couldn't see much at all... I blinked rapidly, and smiled. The pretty lady was following obediently. I could catch small glimpses of what she was thinking, and it made me want to go through with this all the more. I'll have to thank Emmett and Jasper later.
Handsome... I wond... beautif... why me... enjoy thi...does he wan...do...have protection?
I skidded to a halt. I might be out of it now, but I was not stupid. She does not think that I am just another drunk guy here to take advantage of her, does she?
"You duh knooww that we just dancinn, riiiighhhhttt?" I garbled. Eugh, she must think I'm about to pass out. I suddenly had a quick dizzy spell. I wonder if it's possible for vampires to actually pass out? She must think I'm crazy... I'll have to explain about things later.
"Y-y-yeah," she looked up into my eyes, almost frightened. I was immediately worried.
"You're nott scareddd, aree yo? I promi-not to hur-you. I swear I a ni-guy."
"N-n-n-no, let's just... umm, dance!"
I smiled again. I can give her that much, at least. I started pulling her onto the table. I suddenly felt woozy again, and I grabbed the pole for support. This was going to be difficult. I am not an expert at this, no matter what I thought before. I suddenly realized that I actually had no idea at all what I was doing.
"How do you use thi-pole thhinggg?" I stuttered, confused.
She finally looked comfortable, for the first time that night. I looked down and finally noticed a long pair of black boots, a short skirt, and... fishnets.Ahh, I understood why she was so confused earlier; this is not what she expected.
"OH, I've had lots of practice with these!" she laughed. She then swung her leg around the pole and started moving to the beat of the music. I attempted to imitate her moves, but they weren't going very swiftly for me. I managed to wrap my leg around it in two trys, but I couldn't seem to move to the right beats, and my hands kept slipping against the greasy pole. I frowned, and tried harder. How is this so effortless to her? I can do anything!
She spun out to the edge of the table, only holding on with one hand. I turned to watch how she did it, and saw Emmett and Jasper laughing next to my table and clapping me on. They must think I'm an idiot! I'll show them!
I spun twice as my newly acquired friend had. Unfortunately, my hand then slipped. I plummeted off the table, right into Jasper's arms.
Emmett fell to the floor, rolling in laughter. Jasper was shaking, too, and he pretended to struggle with my weight.
"Get back up there!" Emmett howled as Jasper pushed me up to the table again.
"Is this too difficult for you?" the pretty lady smiled, halting her dancing for a second.
"NO!" Nothing's too difficult for me! I'll be able to learn this in no time.
I walked back to the pole, eager for the challenge. I swung my leg over the pole, trying to be... well... scandalous! That's how all the other girls looked... and one guy. He had his blond hair spiked to the side, an eyebrow piercing, and his multicoloured pink shirt was almost glowing in certain places. His legs, twisted around the pole, didn't look very natural with his crisp, dark blue jeans.
All of the sudden, he jumped as high as he could up the pole, wrapped his legs around it, and slid to the bottom of it while spinning in circles effortlessly. Normally, I would have been disgusted... but it looked like so much fun!
I crouched to jump, and then I remembered that I could jump all the way to the ceiling! My spin will be much funner than I thought!
Unfortunately, that's when Emmett realized what I was planning. He debated, and then jumped up with me, and dragged over to him, just before I could spring. I was quite pissed, actually. He ruined my jump!
"Hey man, you shouldn't jump too high, it's not normal, remember?" he muttered.
Pfft, why should I try to act normal? I'm not. I rolled my eyes.
"So?"
"Well... umm, you would, ugh, scare your new friend!" he finally added. He seemed proud of himself for thinking of a reasonable answer. He was right, though, and I promised I wouldn't scare her. I don't like to break my promises.
"Fine."
I turned back to the pole, pushing Emmett back off of the table. Then I crouched, even though I didn't need to. It was all just a big show...
I jumped, managing to only go a foot higher then the other guy. I gripped the pole excitedly, waiting to slide down.
But I didn't. My cool hands were gripping the pole so tightly that I didn't move. I sighed, and let go.
But I didn't slide down... no, my life isn't that simple. My legs stuck to the pole, and then I flipped over backwards.
I crashed into the table, and then my legs slipped and I fell onto the floor. My face hit the leg of a chair. I pushed myself up, having felt nothing. Then I saw everyone in the club staring at me. Emmett and Jasper were at my sides, pretending to help me up.
"Pretend you're hurt, idiot!" Jasper hissed.
Oh. I just almost broke my neck... I suppose it would have hurt a little if I was human.
"Ow. My... arm! Hurt...?"
"Niiceeee, you stupid drunk bastard," Emmett said under his breath. He dropped the arm he was holding.
"Are you hurt, buddy?" Emmett scowled, loud enough for everyone to hear. Ughh, this is so stupid. They should have seen this coming.
"Yeahhhh... mi-arm."
I've had enough of this drunk thing. What the hell were they thinking, anyways?
All of the sudden, my stomach lurched. It felt like it did the day that I...
I then puked. Except... it was blood. It was darker than usual, though... it's probably just my "spiked drink". Unfortunately, no one else knew about this. They thought I was about to die.
"HOLY CRAP! CALL AN AMBULANCE!"
"SOMEONE DO CPR!"
"HE'S GUNNA DIE"
Emmett and Jasper froze. This was not going the way that they had planned. Fortunately, Jasper was a quick thinker.
"No, he's fine. He's had this condition since he was a kid, he coughs up blood everytime he hits... his stomach... hard. Our dad's a doctor, we'll just take him home."
The bartender walked over to him, obviously worried.
"Are you sure? I've never seen this before--"
"Yeah, we're positive," Emmett interrupted. He grabbed my arm and turn to go.
"Wait! This fell out of his pocket!" The pretty lady ran up to us and passed Emmett my phone.
"Thanks," Emmett muttered cooly. The poor girl... she must think I'm insane! I turned to apologize, thinking that if she were Bella, I wouldn't want her remembering me like that.
I stopped mid-turn, shocked. I suddenly realized why I had liked the "pretty lady" so much.
Her dark brown eyes glowed in the neon lights.
Her soft, wavy brown hair flowed easily while she danced.
Her eyebrows were slightly furrowed, like she was thinking about something.
She looked beautiful while she danced, but also soft and delicate.
"Are you okay?" she said, interrupting my thoughts.
I refocused my eyes on her face and muttered, "Yeah, you just remind me of my finacée."
The last thing I saw in the club was her stunned expression, and then Emmett and Jasper whisked me away.
***
(AN - I have no idea what time the wedding actually is, it just says that Charlie is going to be picking up Mr. Webber at 3:00, so I'm going to make it 3:30... And the song is "Sweet dreams are made of this - Eurythmics")
I was finally pushed through the door to my own home. I sighed, grateful. This nightmare was finally going to be over. Then I heard music...
That's odd. No one ever normally plays music at home, except for me.
Sweet dreams are made of this
Who am I to disagree?
Travel the world and the seven seas
Everybody's looking for something
I gritted my teeth. This was obviously far from over. At least I could think straight - or at least, better than before. I still couldn't see, though... I wasn't much better.
Some of them want to use you
Some of them want to get used by you
Some of them want to abuse you
Some of them want to be abused
Then Alice skipped into the room. She grabbed my arm, and spun herself around, dancing to the music. I refused to make anymore of a fool of myself that night, so I stayed still. I was extremely mad at her for not doing anything to stop Emmett and Jasper's plans, so I refused to get involved in her little game. She was so excited though, it was hard not to do anything. I finally just rolled my eyes, and then smiled at her own bright grin.
"Hey, Ed. Now before you flip out at me, I didn't know how bad it was going to be until you were at the lion, I swear! I would've stopped them... but I was busy with the wedding." Alice obviously foretold how bad it was going to be when I returned.
Sweet dreams are made of this
Who am I to disagree?
"Was I furious at you Alice? Did I flip out and yell at everyone?" I tried to peek into her head past all of the blurriness, and I caught a glimpse of a vision where I stormed into the house, tripped over the couch, and then yelled at Alice for not moving the couch, and for not warning me about everything else.
Travel the world and the seven seas
Everybody's looking for something
"Yes, can't you tell...? Oh my god, you can still hear me can't you?" Alice actually looked shocked. Nothing ever shocked Alice.
Some of them want to use you
Some of them want to get used by you
"Barely," I muttered. The look on Alice's face threw me off right away. She lit up, and grinned. I thought she would be worried...
Some of them want to abuse you
Some of them want to be abused
"Umm, that sucks. Anyways, come into the living room with us, we have a surprise for you!"
Sweet dreams are made of this
"Alice, there's no way I'm following through with this, not after tonight!"
Who am I to disagree?
"Yes, you are. I saw it. You agree after I threaten to tell Bella where you're going..." Eugh. This stupid secret is causing me more trouble than ever before!
Travel the world and the seven seas
"Fine Alice. But there's only so much that I can take..." I really can't handle this anymore.
Everybody's looking for something
"Don't worry, we're all doing it!" she grinned, then pulled me into the living room. I stopped, shocked.
Someone, probably Esme, had turned it into a giant twister board. The floors & walls were painted with multi-coloured dots, and the spinner was stuck on the ceiling. This was going to be disasterous for me, but at least everyone else would have fun...
"Glad you see it that way, Edward!" Wow. Sometimes, I'm suprised these thoughts even come to her in visions!
Then Emmett and Jasper ran into the room, followed by Rosalie. She took one look at me, then burst into laughter. I growled, and then was pleased that my growl actually came out properly.
"Stop it guys," Esme interrupted, coming into the room. Carlisle was right behind her.
Carlisle? He knew about this? And he allowed it to happen?
"You... knew?" I hissed, shocked.
"Yes, but I didn't think it would work," Carlisle smiled, pitying my bad luck. "Only you would be the one to prove me so wrong..."
I stifled a growl. Under no circumstances was I ever to growl at Carilisle, but my teeth crushed against one another anyways.
"You seem to be much better," Emmett interrupted, causing Rosalie to errupt in another fit of laughter.
I rolled my eyes and took a few steps towards them. But of course, I made a fool of myself and tripped over my own feet, landing flat on my face. The whole room echoed with their laughter, although Esme looked worried. She seemed to be debating over whether or not to help me up.
"I'm fine," I muttered.
"Well, seems like we're not going to have to wait for Bella to see the first clumsy vampire in history!" Emmett howled, causing the room to laugh again. I rolled my eyes, biting my lip to hold back a growl. Esme noticed the look on my drunken face, and quickly called the room to order.
"Alright, who wants to go first?" she called, easing the tension in the room.
"Well, Eddie..." Emmett whispered mischievously. Alice's eyes went blank.
"No Emmett, that's not a good idea, trust me. I will."
Emmett cussed under his breath, disappointed that his fun and games would have to wait. Alice skipped onto the "mat", hopped lightly, and flicked the arrowhead of the spinner. The little arrow flew around effortlessly, and eventually came to a stop on 'right hand - blue'. Alice flipped over, and balanced herself on her right hand in a one-handed handstand. That's when I remembered that our rules were changed. It looked like nothing but her hand was going to be touching the board -- maybe she saw that I didn't know, and wanted to show me?
"Fine, Edward's going now!" Emmett muttered, and I smiled and hopped up to the spinner like Alice, remembering to flick it gently. I landed as softly as I could on my feet, managing to keep most of my balance. That wasn't too bad... some of the vodka must of wore off when I puked.
The spinner landed on ' left foot - green' and I hopped onto it, ignoring Emmett's innuendo about how I wasn't "green" anymore. I balanced on my left foot, having almost no difficulty, but wobbling a bit. I couldn't imagine trying to do this while still human... although I don't think a human could get this drunk and not pass out.
"Okay, I'm going now!" Emmett bellowed, as Rosalie rolled her eyes. He hopped up to the spinner and spun it, a little too hard. Alice rolled her eyes as the spinner flew off and went flying to the other side of the room.
"I saw this," she muttered. "I just didn't think you would be that stupid! Esme, there's a new spinner on the table in the kitchen, grab it and stick it on. Now Emmett, the harder you spin it doesn't mean the better your spin will be! How old are you, 5?"
"Aww, Alice, stop! I just spun it too hard, that's all!" Emmett frowned, as everyone else chuckled. Esme returned with the spinner, and she stuck it back on in it's place. Emmett glared at Alice and spun it again. It didn't break off this time, and it landed on 'right knee - green'.
I sighed. Of course Alice would have jazzed up the game, it wouldn't be a challenge at all if it was just our hands and feet. Emmett grinned to me, and then slowly placed his knee two spaces from my foot. He grabbed his foot in the back, and then hung on to it. Alice was still upside down on her right hand, looking flawless. She probably would have been just as comfortable on her feet, though.
Everyone eventually took a turn except for Esme - she was going to control the spinner for us, so no one else would fight, and nothing else would be broken off.
20 minutes later, Emmett was sprawled against the mat in a star like position. His arms and legs were spaced out in a wide angle, although his knee was still on green, so it wasn't a perfect star. He was just attempting to keep up his torso.
Alice was upside down on one hand and her elbow, and her two feet were stuck to circles on different parts of the wall. She looked just as relaxed as she would have been if she was lying down on the couch.
Jasper was upside down, too. He was on both of his elbows, and his feet were spread wide to touch opposite ends of the wall. He was extremely relaxed, too.
Rosalie had both hands and both legs right next to one another on the board - she looked like she was in some kind of uncomfortable, stick-straight push-up position. Although, she didn't look uncomfortable at all, like Alice and Jasper.
Carlisle had his legs spread wide apart, almost in the splitz. His arms were in front of him, pushing against the wall. Once again, he looked fine.
Then there was me. I've been extremely lucky up until this point - I was simply standing, one leg next to the other, with my two hands on the wall. It was honestly the easiest thing I've ever done!
But, it was my turn to roll. Esme flicked the spinner, and it landed on 'left knee - red'.
Oh great. That's on the other side of the board! I slowly pushed my knee away until it was just touching the dot. Unfortunatly, I had to put my knee underneath Emmett's broad torso.
Emmett smirked. "Not so easy now, is it little brother?" I glared back.
That was when I had decided that drunk or not, I was going to last longer than Emmett! Alice smirked, clearly getting another vision. I didn't bother to concentrate on it though; there was no way that I was going to let myself lose to Emmett just so that I could check on Alice's vision.
As the minutes ticked by, things got more and more difficult. It was gradually becoming obvious that it was a game between myself and Emmett. His burly body was making it extremely difficult for him to fit on each dot. On the other hand, I couldn't see straight. If I could sweat, now would be the time. I was concentrating so hard on trying to keep my balance as each turn progressed - standing on one leg, on one hand, on two hands, on my knee...
Finally, Emmett got a roll that would be almost impossible. 'Right elbow - green'.
He put his elbow to the ground, and so he was standing on two elbows. He huffed, and you could see the strain on his face. Then he got an idea.
"So Edward, today's the big day!"
Hmm. I guess it is... it was 6:00 in the morning. Bella...
"No, Emmett, don't..." Alice muttered.
All of my worries started flowing in and out of my head again... what if's... lightning? Car accident? I shook my head abruptly. I needed to concentrate.
"Poor Bella. I hope she's not too warm..." he muttered mischievously. "I hope she isn't worrying. It's a good thing Jacob's gone. I wonder if any of the other wolves want to see her? Hmm... I hope she doesn't trip going down the stairs, or hurt herself, just because you --"
He was cut off by my loud growl. I lept at him at the same time that he jumped out of the way. I tackled him, and tried to punch him in the face, missing as he dodged. Jasper lept up and pulled us apart, throwing me through the window and throwing Emmett out the door.
I landed about 20 feet from our house. I didn't bother to land swiftly on my feet; I just let myself tumble and then I laid down. All of the sudden, my stomach started feeling stangely queasy, again. Just like earlier in the bar -
I puked another pile of dark brownish blood. I then crawled away from it at a smooth human pace. I laid down on the soft grass, looking at the sparse clouds and the sun that was rising - a special day, for Forks.
My head felt strangely heavy, and my eyes felt like lead. I almost couldn't feel my fingertips or my toes. I closed my eyes and my head went strangely blank. I didn't move at all, although I couldn't feel my arms or legs anymore, anyways. I could still hear and smell everything and everyone around me - I was still aware of my surroundings. But I couldn't think about it. I knew that if I had to react to anything quickly, I could. I could barely open my eyes, yet I didn't even want to try. Nothing really mattered to me. I felt... peaceful.
Later on, I figured out that that is how a vampire feels when they pass out.
AN - WOOHOO! End of chapter 2! It's been a long one, and I actually can't wait to get back to the actual story. I'm so happy that I'm done!
I have to warn you, the humor ends here. Almost... I took the time to jazz this up and to make it as funny as I could, even though some people don't like it, because I knew that this story was going to be very sad and depressing in Edward's perspective. I hoped you enjoyed my little humorous bachelor party, and I can't wait to continue with the actual story!!
PS - A last little repercussion of the bachelor party will be added with the next chapter, but don't worry, it's nothing too important.
SO, Chapter 2 so far has.... (insert drum-roll here)
22 REVIEWS !
Here's the reviewers that I didn't mention yet...
Thankyou vandella and ForeverDreamingBeforeTheDawn (emmie) !!!
andtwilighterazngurlhere's my reply... - thank you so much,, !!! I aimed for funny at that part (gay bar)... the book is so serious, i thought i should add some humor while i could... edward's perspectiveof some things later aren't exactly joyful. thanks for the idea !! it sparked a plug... the spray paint gave me a good idea... ;)
twilighterazngurl, cinderpeltrocks08, angelplusbuffyequals4ever, Xxedward'sbellaxX, Chaos Pg, WeisseRose, MarMarLuvsTheTeddyBear, Anjaff and mrsedwardcullen73ca!!!!
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this_heart - Thanks so much, and don't worry, I'll keep writing... but please keep reviewing!
Anna - Thanks for reviewing! And I agree. I hate stories that have Edward that's... not Edward. He is drunk here, though... but I do think I'm going to have to add some more of his personality as it continues. Don't worry, he won't do anything that he will regret... but he will be quite embarrassed at Emmett and Jasper's memories, muahaha :)
Emi_Katie - Thank you ! And he is going to stay 'sweet' while he's still drunk... but I'm going to try to make him Edward-y too. Thanks for the review!
And since I didn't reply to almost all of the above, here's my overall reply...
EDWARD. IS. DRUNK. It's kind of funny, I know!! A couple people think that Emmett and Jasper must pay... hahaha, I agree, but I don't know where to fit it in! And maybe vampires can't get drunk... there was a bit of controversy about that! But in order for everything to tie in well, I needed it to happen. And about EDWARD !
I personally feel like a bit of a hypocrite because I absolutely DETEST when people change their personalities! But he wasdrunk... I did try to fit a bit of his personality in. You can see some of his conscience (no, not con-science, con-shince?) and you can also see how stubborn he was with the "pole dancing". He also followed around a brunette with brown eyes... sound familiar? You have to remember that he couldn't think, see, or walk straight...
I was also asked how I came up with it. It was mostly luck, really. First I thought about the hunting idea... but there's no way they would actually just do that for a bachelor party. And then I thought, what if he was drunk? He only drinks blood, so it would have to be in the blood. After a while, I came up with them drugging the deer & lion.
I asked a friend what they should do for a bachelor party and she said that she didn't know, they should just be playing "Sweet Dreams are Made of This" because it's a good bachelor song. That's when I decided that they should go to a club, so the song could be playing. But, I unfortunately forgot to add it in, so I'll just be adding it to the next part of the bachelor party that I'm adding now, (which that same friend suggested a little while later).
When he tripped over the "pretty lady's" bag, at first, he was just supposed to trip. Then I thought, why not over a bag? It was when they were about to go on the poles that I decided that she shouldn't just be a pretty lady...
And about the pole dancing. I looked up bachelor party ideas on google and up popped a few. I accidently clicked on one that was for a bachelorette party, and "take pole dancing lessons" was there. I figured it would be funny, and so I decided to go with that as I went.
I agree -- anyone can have some fun with a drunk vampire :)
And yes, I am planning to "write write write write more", don't worry !
And I'm willing to bet that Bella would've have enjoyed it, too -- although he probably would've tried to get her on the pole, too !
And thanks to everybody that said that they loved my story! I have to admit, I do have a favorite review... thank you, WeisseRose !!! Your review really meant alot...
As good as Stephenie Meyer? Ahh, shucks, although I doubt that. But it's always a good thing to be called as good as my favorite author of all time! And I decided to write Breaking Dawn in Edward's perspective because I thought it would be very interesting, too. Also, I do not want to write about a sad suicidal vampire (New Moon) and I don't currently have Eclipse here...
And when I said "dead hand", I thought it was something very Edward-like, too. He does (or at least, did, in Midnight Sun) hate himself for everything he's doing to Bella.
And ahahaha, I got weak when I read the whole 'realistic' thing... haha.
- Martha :)
So, thanks to everyone, and I hope you enjoy the last part of the bachelor party (suggested by -- twilighterazngurl, and a good friend :D) !!!