I do not own it! Forks! Finally.
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BPOV
"I want the Ford!" Edward exclaimed.
"And I want the Chevy!" Seth shot back. They'd been fighting over what car we'd rent for ten minutes now. I was freezing and we had more than a three hours drive to Forks.
"ENOUGH!" I yelled. I had had enough of their childishness.
They looked sheepishly at me and Edward took me in his arms. "Tell me you want the Ford." He murmured.
"I don't care." I said. Then Seth came to us with a Seth of keys making Edward groan.
"See? If you stay with her, you lose! Let's go." He grinned and put the luggage in the trunk. This Chevy was nice. Edward pouted the whole way to Forks.
We arrived in front my house around seven pm due to stopping for gas, stopping for a bite (they ate, I didn't feel like eating) and Edward's tantrum. We went to the door and I pushed Seth away to knock, only to be pushed back.
"I want to knock!" he told me.
"It's my dad's house!" I shot back and moved to the door.
"It's my house, too." He whined.
"Children!" I heard Sue's voice and turned to see her standing in the doorway.
"Mom!" Seth shouted and jumped on her.
"I took the liberty to knock while you two were arguing. Hello, Mrs. Swan." Edward smiled. Her eyes widened.
"You know, no one has called me that? It sounds nice. Come here, Bella!" I went to hug her. It felt nice. It was nice of her to take care of Charlie.
"He is Edward, I'm sure you figured it out." I mumbled, taking Edward's hand.
"Yes, hello, dear." Sue grinned and hugged him, too. "Let's go inside. Where are you staying?"
"Here!" Seth yelled.
"Hotel." I whispered. "You can have my old room." I told him.
"Thanks! Best sis in the world!" Seth said and rushed upstairs. I shook my head and sat on the couch.
"Where's Charlie?"
"Right here." I heard him behind me. I jumped up and leaped in his arms.
"I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" I cried in his neck, clutching him. I felt him tense and I released him. Charlie was glaring at Edward who had cowered in the wall and was staring intently at the carpet.
"What is he doing under my roof?" Charlie boomed. He could rival Emmett.
"We came here to explain and-" he stopped me mid-sentence. While I talked, my hand, my left hand fluttered in the air and Charlie caught it in his.
"What the hell is this?" he screamed, his face turning purple. Seth came back to see what was going on and now stayed close to Sue.
"It's not what you think it is." I whispered, my voice breaking twice.
"You think you can fool me?" Charlie yelled, gripping my wrist painfully hard. I didn't want to think of Paul. It still hurt. I felt arms wrapping around me and lips on my ear. "Shh, I'm here." Edward whispered.
"Sir, just let me talk. Bella can't talk in this state, but just listen to me." he pleaded. Charlie looked at me angrily then at Edward expectantly.
We sat down, me in Edward's arms, crying and willing the memories of my first year in college to go away and Charlie in his armchair, glaring at us.
I heard Edward's voice explaining as best as he could what happened to me in college, but I didn't pay attention.
"If you take it off, it doesn't mean you stopped loving him, Bella. And you'll have to take it off sometimes in the future." Edward had said in the plane.
"Bella, I want to put one of my own on your finger." I shivered at the implications. He wanted to marry me, to make our dream come true.
I need to muster up my courage and take it off. My heart beat wildly at the thought of taking Paul's ring off my finger.
"Bella!" dad's voice startled me. I turned my head to him.
"I'm sorry, kid. I overreacted." He whispered. I nodded, not trusting my voice.
"Why don't you go to bed? We'll talk in the morning." Charlie said.
"We're staying at the hotel." Edward declined kindly.
"Yes, no rooms." Charlie mumbled. "Fine. We'll talk tomorrow. I'm so glad you are here! Merry Christmas, both of you!" he included Edward in his wishing. I was more than happy.
"Merry Christmas, Dad!"
"Merry Christmas, Sir!" Edward murmured, surprised by Charlie's hug.
"It's Charlie. But you're not entirely forgiven."
"Thank you, Charlie." Edward whispered and took my hand, leading me to the car.
"That went well." I said seriously. We looked at each other and started laughing.
"I want to see something. You don't mind a little detour?" Edward smirked. He was up to something.
"Ok." I said and thought of tomorrow. When the car stopped, I looked around to see we were deep in the woods.
"What are we doing here?" I asked startled and turned to him. What I saw out of his window made my breathing and heart stop. The white, Victorian house was there. It looked empty, abandoned. My eyes flickered between it and Edward.
"It's empty! No one brought it." He whispered, his eyes locked on a window on the third floor. His bedroom window.
Edward took his belt off and jumped out of the car running to the door. I ran after him, to stop him.
"What are you doing? We can't be seen here!" I said, looking around fearfully.
"No one brought it, Bella! Let's stay here for the time we're in Forks." I could hear the longing in his voice. His hand traced the door handle and pushed. It didn't move.
"Figures." Edward muttered, took my hand and went to the garage. "If it's still there, we're lucky." There was a space between the wall and the door to the garage. It was still there and we slipped inside.
I started trembling, my legs turned into jelly and I leaned on Edward. He wrapped his arms around me.
"I'll be damned! Look here, sweetie!" Edward shouted, startling me, and scooped something off the floor. It was the magnet I brought him when he admired the ones on my fridge. It was a small lion. Edward cradled the magnet in his palm as if it was something holy. "It lost its tail." He murmured upset.
"It must have fallen off the fridge when they moved it. But, Edward…this means…no one lived here after…" I trailed off shocked.
"Unbelievable. It's the same!" Edward's eyes rounded the kitchen then he dashed out of it, to the living room.
"HOLY SHIT! Come here!" he laughed. What could be so funny. When I got in the room, Edward was in front of the fireplace looking disgusted at something, but still chuckling.
"What else did you find, Sherlock?" I asked amused by his face.
"Come, I won't touch this…although it was mine once before" he shuddered and I approached, kneeling next to him. FREAKING GROSS! I felt like throwing up and I buried my face in his chest, feeling his frame shaking with laughter.
"What Bella? You liked it then, if I remember correctly!" he murmured.
"Gross. I want to throw up. Excuse me." I got up and rushed to the bathroom that I knew it was downstairs. I felt Edward behind me, holding my hair.
"Shit! I thought you were joking! I'm sorry, I shouldn't have shown you that." He murmured. I prayed the water worked so I could rinse my mouth and flush the toilet. I thought I was kidding, too, until the churning in my stomach rose to my mouth. I finished and croaked "Water."
A moment later, I had a bottle of water in my hand. I didn't want to know how he had it, but I was glad. I rinsed my mouth and the water worked. The toilet flushed.
Edward took me in his arms and started walking up the stairs. He entered his room.
"Stay here, I'll bring the luggage." He whispered and rushed out the door before I could protest. I wanted to a hotel, warm water, bed.
Bed. Bed! BED! What the fuck? Why was a bed in here? Hadn't they took everything with them?
Edward came back and saw me staring at the bed.
"I didn't want it. The memories it brought, belonged here." He explained. I sat on it slowly, afraid it might fall. It was just as fluffy as I remembered it.
I changed in something else and lay on the bed. It felt nice. Edward came next to me and took me in his arms.
"Was that what I think it was?" I asked, shuddering.
"Maybe. If you think it brought the best sex we had then, yes." Edward chuckled. I hit him.
"Not the best, really. But that fireplace was never the same after that." I smiled.
"Let's go!" Edward told me.
"Encouraging the freshman to ditch?" I giggled.
"Now, Bella! You teased me since the moment I drove you to school. You won't miss gym." He argued. I listened to him and he drove faster than usual to his house.
I had worn a small, plaid skirt and a shirt, which I knotted it due to how hot was outside.
We got to his house and Edward ambushed me when the front door closed behind us. His tongue was deep in my mouth, his fingers under my knickers, playing with my clit. My hands buried in his hair and I kissed him back, devouring his mouth. Oh how I missed him. We hadn't kissed properly in a few day and I was dying. Somehow we got in the living room and my back hit something hard, probably the wall.
Edward unzipped his pants and took the omnipresent condom from his pocket, shoved my knickers aside and entered me after lifting me in the air. I realized we were pressed on the side of the fireplace. He moved hard and fast, which meant we were both over the edge in a matter of seconds.
A car pulled in the driveway, scaring the crap out of us. Edward threw the condom in the fireplace and buttoned his pants. Esme entered the room.
"Oh, is it tutoring day? I was hoping you'll join me shopping." She murmured eyes us.
Edward threw me a pleading look and I stepped forward. "Yes. Tutoring. We just came to get an old book of his, but I was admiring the beautiful pictures here. " I lied, gesturing to the picture above the fireplace.
"Oh, yes. Wasn't he cute when he was little?" Esme asked sweetly looking at a picture of a little Edward. The older Edward, close to me, shifted uncomfortably and then mumbled he will get the book and left me with his mother.
I was blushing bright red for what I had just done with her son. Evidence lay in the fireplace.
"I should have known better. Throw it away or something, but I kept forgetting." He grinned and squeezed me close to him. "How are you feeling?"
"Well, now." I mumbled. Why had been I sick like that? Ok, it was gross to see an used condom. After ten years. How in the world it was still there? And the bugs and larva. YUCK!
I fell asleep, after settling on Edward's chest and had a blanket over me. I was exhausted.
I woke up alone and confused. I was in an empty room. Where was I?
"And you decide to awake!" Edward exclaimed coming in the room. Everything came back. We were at his old house.
"Uh…is it late?" I whispered.
"Or early. It's three pm. And outside it snowed heavily. We can't go anywhere, I'm sorry, I brought us here." He murmured, glancing outside.
"THREE PM?" I screamed. "Snowed-in? I want to see Charlie!"
"Shh, we'll figure something out. I installed my iPod downstairs. We have carols. The sandwiches are still good, I ate one." He grinned.
"I can't believe I'm going to starve! Oh…Happy Christmas, Edward!" I murmured and lunged at him. I had almost forgotten it was Christmas.
I caught him by surprise because we stumbled in the wall and Edward gripped my hips.
"Whoa, woman! Are you trying to kill me?" Edward groaned when his head banged loudly on the wall. "Merry Christmas to you, too. " he grumbled, rubbing his head gingerly. I took his face in my hands and kissed it, plating kisses all over it. Suddenly feeling very lovey-dovey.
"Bella! Not that I don't like this, but you're acting like a proud mother, kissing her son." Edward moaned and pushed me away.
"I feel giddy! Let's go outside!" I shrugged my coat on me, took his hand and rushed down the stairs.
"Are you alright? Love, wait!" he screamed after me when I went to the garage to get outside. Edward came after me, a moment later, tackling me to the ground.
"Now, are you going to tell me what's all this about?" I shrugged and leaned to kiss him, silencing him. I could feel him getting hard against my leg, so he wanted this just as much. I didn't wait for his permission, I went for my slave, or also known as his dick. Edward shrieked when my cold hands touched him, by I silenced him with another kiss and moved my hand on his member. He shuddered and got his hands under my coat, massaging my breasts through the shirt.
"See? I'm sensible enough, unlike someone else!" he smirked.
"I'll show you sensible!" I growled and unzipped my pants, tugging them down with my knickers. The snow was ice cold, of course, I pushed him back and lowered on him.
"BELLA!" I don't know if he was protesting or merely enjoying the moment. I put my hands on his shoulders and started dancing on top of him. One of Edward's hands was on my ass and the other on my back, tracing circles, his hips moving in rhythm with mine. The hand on my back moves to my hair and brought my head down, our lips met and her licked my lips, pulling the bottom one in his mouth, tugging on it with his teeth. "How can it feel so good? After all this time?" he murmured.
I dived my tongue in his mouth, moving faster; I was there, so fucking close! His phone vibrated in his pocket, I could feel it because he had just freed his erection. I felt like crying.
"Don't stop!" Edward groaned and took the phone throwing it away.
"I love you!" I cried out and with one more slam, I fell apart, bringing him with me.
A moment later Edward started screaming. Shit! Maybe I hurt him? His ribs…or who knows what else.
His eyes bore into mine; he took my face in his hands.
"I'm fucking stupid, angel!" He groaned and buried his face in my neck. Maybe it was about the phone. He got up and tucked himself in his jeans, I dressed back, as well.
"Is it something important?" I asked, gesturing to the phone that was in the snow. Edward looked at me strangely, picked the phone up and then looked at me.
"It's your father. But no. I was talking about…what we just did." He murmured pained. How did my father have his phone number? I had spaced out for too long yesterday.
"Bella…ehh we forgot the condom." Edward mumbled barely audible. My eyes grew wide and I forced a laugh.
"If we were at my flat, we wouldn't have had that problem."
"Bella!" he moaned and ran a hand through his hair.
"I'm fine. I was on top, nothing will happen." I don't know who I was trying to convince. "Call dad and see what he wants. Maybe he can save us. We're snowed-in, remember?" I said, trying to fight the nausea that was rising from my stomach. We forgot the condom on my birthday, then once again at the end of October, on Halloween, when he had fought with Tanya about something and came to me, we didn't even made it farther than the hallway. And now. Oh shit! Nothing happened then, nothing will happen now! As I finished my thought, I felt the bile rising in my throat and rushed in the general direction of the bathroom. I stumbled over something in the garage, but caught myself on the wall and continued my dash to the toilet.
I fell on my knees in front of the toilet and heaved. What? I hadn't eating yet and the last thing I did yesterday was throw up.
"He will co- BELLA! What's wrong with you, sweetheart?" Edward came in and fell next to me, taking me in his arms. I shrugged and mumbled, "Bug, I guess."
"Oh, my love. I'll go buy you some tea and make toast. Just let your father get here and help me out. He was shocked when he heard where we are." Edward explained. I nodded, rinsed my mouth and rose. I lost my balance, from not eating and just being sick. Edward caught me easily and walked me to the couch, which was still in the living room. I didn't want to know how many bugs I'll disturb by staying there.
"Stay…" I moaned when I saw Edward turning to leave.
"I'll be right back. Your father just parked in front of the house." He kissed my forehead and turned towards the garage. We had to find a way to use the front door, if he wanted to stay here. Even for a few days.
Something was moving on my palm. I glanced down and saw a big black bug. I yelled and scrambled off the couch, shaking my body to dispose of any other insect that might be on me. I was trembling like a leaf when dad and Edward burst in the room.
"I heard you screaming." Edward whispered.
"Bugs." I raised a shaking hand to the couch.
"We're going to that hotel! Charlie stay with her, I'll get the luggage." He rushed upstairs and I smiled sheepishly at my dad.
"What's wrong, kid? You're white and shaking." He observed.
"I'm fine, Dad." I murmured and leaned back on the wall, only it wasn't the wall. It was the fireplace and I blushed thinking of what was in it, still. But, remembering that sight, made me sick again. I pushed Charlie out of the way I went on the all known way to the toilet. What the hell is wrong with me? I was tough! Why would an old, used condom with bugs on it make me sick?
"I don't know, Charlie! She didn't eat anything!" I heard Edward's scared voice form the hallway.
"Then what the hell did you to do her? Why is she throwing up?" Charlie's angry voice echoed in the empty house.
I didn't have the strength to tell them not to fight, I just put my warm cheek on the cold toilet and sighed. I couldn't understand what was wrong. I had been eating fish yesterday. But I've never been sick from fish. Maybe fish and flying doesn't go well.
"Love, I'm taking you back to Charlie's place. You stay there, until I make reservation, ok?" Edward whispered, picking me up and walking me to the car. "Charlie cleaned the road. It has its perks being the chief of police." Edward chuckled. I tried to make my lips smile, but it ended up in a grimace.
"I am fine, now. Sue must know a tea or something. I'll be as new in no time." I whispered.
"Have you been sick or queasy, lately?" Edward questioned, glancing at me.
"If I'm honest, I've been feeling under the weather lately. Just a bug, as I said." I concluded. He nodded and sped when we were on the main road. We both jumped when Charlie blared the siren. I scowled in the general direction of his car.
"Shit!" Edward groaned and reduced the speed, glancing in the rear-view mirror worried.
"Don't worry! I'll talk with him. You just wanted to get me to Sue faster so I could get better." I grinned and squeezed his knee.
"I owe you, Bella. If he only knew how fast I drove in high school." Edward shuddered and parked in front of my old house.
"Charlie!" I screamed when I got out.
"Oh, you revived? It was fun, you must admit. You were driving fast. It was almost ninety." Charlie grinned and whistled, slinging an arm around my shoulders and stirring me inside.
"I'll be back shortly." Edward yelled and drove away.
"Sue, can you make Bells a tea? She's been sick." Charlie called out when we got in the house. Sue rushed out of the kitchen and watched me attentively.
"Come here, sit down." She motioned to the kitchen. Charlie went to the living room where Seth was watching the TV.
"What happened? I need to know what kind of tea to make." She whispered and eyed me dubiously. "Why are you blushing?" she asked.
"I'm not." For the first time in my life I wasn't. I felt my face, it was burning. "Oh…maybe it's a bad bug." I mumbled.
"Bug?" Sue grinned. I nodded, watching her confused.
"Oh well. I'll make some chamomile tea. It calms you down."
"I'll make toast, while you prepare the tea." I told her, I got up and swayed slightly.
"When's the last time you ate?" Sue asked, pushing me back down.
"Yesterday…in the plane."
"For the love of God! And how many times did you throw up?" she asked worriedly, turning to the tea and the toaster.
"Three." I said. A wave of nausea hit me when I smelt beer, Seth came in with an empty can to throw it. "Make it four." I whispered and rushed upstairs to throw up again.
"Bella?" Seth had come after me. He smelt like beer and I felt even sicker.
"Go away…you reek." I mumbled, pushing him away. Surprisingly, he left.
When I was sure nothing will come up, I rinsed my mouth and made my way downstairs.
"Here, drink your tea. You'll feel better. And eat. You need to eat." Sue said and I ate my toast and drank my tea.
"I'm so sorry, I ruined the Christmas with my cold." I whispered. I was sitting next to Charlie on the couch.
"Speaking of which. When that boy is back we'll exchange gifts." Charlie said smiling. Just then, Edward came in, grinning wildly.
"We have one room at the hotel." He announced.
Charlie and Sue had gotten me a blue sweater and a new comforter to put on my couch. When I asked how did they know I needed one, Seth mumbled "Guilty as charged. I saw that the old one was ripped at an end." This made me blush, of course and Edward chuckled. The old comforter had ripped when the couch had fallen on it and someone, tugged on it to cover up.
Seth bought me a pair of socks with Elmo on them and a box of chocolate.
Edward, oh Edward! He said that my gift was at the hotel.
I had no idea what to buy them, so I got a sweater for Charlie and one for Sue, as for Seth, well I got him gloves, he always lost them.
It was around ten pm when we left for the hotel.
When we got inside the hotel, Edward dragged me close to him and buried his face him my hair. "Room 313." He whispered in my ear.
"Room 313." I told the girl. She looked vaguely familiar.
"Bella?" I looked at her tag. Lauren. Of course!
"Hi, Lauren." She gave me the key and shoot glances to Edward. I stifled my laugh and walked us to our room.
"Horrible woman!" Edward murmured and plopped on the bed.
"She always was. Where's my present?" I giggled and lay next to him.
"Wait, before you give me your present. I have a present for you." I whispered and got up in a sitting position. I fiddled with my ring, sighed and slid it off.
Edward had his eyes closed. He opened them when he felt something on his chest, I had put my ring there.
He glanced at me, then at the ring. "Bella."
"I guess, it's time I grow up and go on with my life." I said. In the back of my mind, I saw Paul producing the ring and putting it on my finger, then the long talk that led to the only time we made love. I shook my head to get rid of the memories.
"Then my Christmas present fits perfectly." Edward whispered and went to his luggage. "Close your eyes." I did as told and waited.
Something cold was put on my palm. I was afraid to open my eyes, he wouldn't have brought a ring, would he?
I cracked an eye open. He did. In my palm lay the most beautiful engagement ring. I looked at him. Edward was on his knees in front of me, hugging my legs, his chin on my knees. "Will you do me the honor to marry me? Spend the rest of your life with me? I already asked Charlie, he agreed." Edward smiled crookedly and my heart started beating so fast I thought I'll get a cardiac arrest.
I opened my mouth to answer, but my 'yes' came out choked. I tired again, "Yes."
His face lit up and he took the ring in his trembling hands and slipped it on my finger.
"I love you, Isabella." Edward murmured and pressed his lips to my fingers, then to my knuckles. The way he pronounced my name stirring a fire in me and I pulled him to me, kissing his amazing lips.
He moaned surprised, but kissed back fiercely.
"Make love with me." I whispered against his lips. And he did, he was so gentle and caring, showing me how much he loved in his every gesture and kiss.
Now, I was lying across his chest, playing with his hair.
"Are you feeling better? I didn't even ask you." Edward asked with remorse.
"I'm better. Sue made me a tea. Not even a silly cold will keep me away from you." I answered, kissing his jaw.
"Sleep, Bella. You must be tired." He whispered and hugged me closer to him.
"Sure am. I woke up not twelve hours ago. How could I be tired?" I asked yawning.
"It's the cold or the bug, or whatever you have. Let's hope I don't get it, too."
I slapped him half-heartily and mumbled something unintelligible.
"Sleep, my beautiful fiancé." Edward crooned softly.
"Sweet dreams, my fiancée." I grinned and kissed his neck, then succumbed to sleep.
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One more chapter here and then they go back to NY. She'll see the house. They'll spend New Year in New York. :)