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I looked over at Edward and J, who were both leaning against one of the walls by my bathroom door. They were looking at me like I was the only one who could fix the goddamn situation that we all found ourselves in…
Just standing there, looking at me all hopeful and shit.
My nerves?
Shot.
I threw myself back into my bed before I yanked on one of my pillows. Shoving it against my face, I bit it and screamed all of the curse words that were in my goddamn dictionary.
And when I tell you that I knew a lot of them, I knew a lot of them.
I may have even invented some new ones.
Maybe, if I pressed hard enough, I would stop breathing.
That, is how I felt about this night.
I felt someone tug on the pillow that would bring me sweet relief and groaned. Letting go, I looked up and glared at Edward. "How do you expect me to fix this?" I hissed.
He grinned and I rolled my eyes as his gaze fell upon my bed.
Specifically, my headboard.
Mental giggle.
…
Yeah, I giggled in my goddamn head, sue me, bitches.
Nice, nice, memories.
Snapping out of it, I kicked his kneecap, discretely nodding my head towards Jake, who was playing with his cell phone.
Edward smirked, keeping his eyes on J as he lowered his hand and ran his fingers over my hip bone. Laying his thumb under my waistband, I closed my eyes as he rubbed it along his bite mark.
Mental goddamn shiver.
I'm telling you, man. My brain and I are the dearest of friends and on the same communication level ever since the kid and I decided to play.
And God, did we play.
…
Any-who.
After brushing his hand away, I stood up and walked by him, giving his shoulder a hard unintentional but not really push. I turned around and rolled my eyes at his pursed lips as I leaned against my dresser.
After a few seconds of nothingness, Edward groaned, nodding his head towards the bathroom door that has been locked for the past hour and a half. "Bella, come on. Do something."
I gritted my teeth as I threw my hands up in the air. "And what do you want me to do?" I whispered angrily. "She's being difficult!"
He rolled his eyes as he took a seat on my bed. "You know—" he said, waving his hands in my direction, "do something girly."
I narrowed my eyes at him.
Jake snorted, shaking his head at the fucker as he lifted his gaze.
Edward looked away from me in some uncomfortable way as he ran his fingers through his hair.
"Did you just refer to me as a girl?" I growled.
The prick stood up, throwing his hands up in the air in some frustrated way. "Well, you are, aren't you? Come on, lets be fucking serious."
I was about to tell him to suck it, but…
Then he would.
And that wouldn't get us anywhere, at least for right now.
Maybe later.
Possibly.
Edward's jaw tensed, probably knowing what I was thinking about.
Yeah. Fuck possibly.
It was definitely happening.
J pushed himself off of the wall, interrupting my thoughts of sexy time.
"Would you guys stop your shit already, we have a serious situation going on right now," he stated, heading towards the bathroom door.
I ran up to him and pushed him away from it. "Jake, don't even think about opening your trap," I whispered. "Nine point nine out of the ten times, whatever words that come out of that mouth of yours ends up making shit worse."
"Oh, would you relax?" he scoffed, shoving my ass into the wall. When the moron knocked on the door, I cringed. "Rose baby, come on, we're running la—"
He grimaced, stepping back some, as she pounded her fist on the other side. "Shut up, dog! I don't give a flying fuck how late we're running, you guys are more than welcome to leave!"
Edward walked up to the door with a roll of the eyes and pushed J out of the way. I cringed, yet again, when he placed his forehead against the door. "Mama, we're not leaving without y—"
"Call me Mama one more time, Edward, and I swear to your mother!"
Edward nodded, his eyes a little wide as she growled behind the door, the sound immediately followed with a loud crash.
Christ.
Did the bitch think that she was Babe Ruth in that motherfucker?
I walked up to the door and pushed the two vaginas away from it.
"Rose," I whispered, my voice as calm as it could possibly get at a time like this, "can you tell me what's wrong? Maybe I can help."
"I'm fat!" she shouted. "That's what's wrong. So if you can't all of a sudden bring me back to how I looked like when I used to be sexy, than no, you can't help."
Pressing my forehead against the door, I shook my head with a frown. "Rose, come on babe, don't be ridiculous. You're not fat."
"Yes, I am! My clothes don't fit me anymore! I can't dress like I used to! And my ass has its own continent!" she screamed.
Literally…
I needed a fucking Aspirin.
Morphine.
Codeine would be great.
Vicodin.
Methadone, even greater.
Any of those would work right now.
Better if taken all together.
Placing my hands against the door as I leaned back, I hung my head in between my shoulders. "Okay, Rose? You need to calm down, alright? Because right now, you're getting yourself all worked up, and it's not good for the baby."
"I know!" she cried, kicking the door. "I just can't help it, alright?"
I ran my hands down my face before looking over my shoulder, not really knowing what the hell to do.
Edward and Jake both sat down on my bed, one tugging on his hair, the other one's foot bouncing against the floor a mile a minute.
These boys had a serious problem with Rose crying, because the shit was so rare to begin with. They would baby the existence out of her, but the thing with Rose is that she hates it when people comfort her.
To her, it's considered pity, and the shit makes her cry even more.
The only way to calm her down is to not treat her like she's breakable.
When it involves us two, I basically have to put her in her place. And no matter how hard it is for me now, since she's pregnant and all, it will calm her down.
Whatever makes her happy, I'll do it.
I would also, be more than happy to give her a horse tranquilizer.
Just letting it out there.
I turned my attention back to the door as I gave it a good pound.
"Bitch, let's get a few things straitened out right now, yeah?"
"What?" she sniffed.
"Number one, you're pregnant Rose, of course you're going to put on some weight." I heard her huff and grinned to myself, imagining the chick with her hands over her hips. "Suck it up. Number two, you can still dress the same, so stop crying Princess. And finally hookah, your ass being bigger is a good thing."
I lowered my head, waiting for her to say something.
"It is?" she hiccupped.
I exhaled in relief and nodded. Looking over my shoulder, I narrowed my eyes at the two grown men who were high fiving each other, like they were the ones who did something.
"Boys, don't you think that Rose's ass looks phenomenal?"
"More cushin' for the pushin," Jake stated.
"More bounce in the pounce," Edward added.
'Who the fuck says that?' I mouthed at them
They both shrugged before they nodded, in some content way, like they accomplished something spectacular.
Fucking imbeciles I'm around, I'm tellin' you hookahs.
It's a good thing that we're dealing with Rose, because this chick eats that shit up like I eat un—soggy hot pancakes.
If it were me, I would've popped a cap in their asses five seconds ago.
"But…I'm not in shape anymore," she whispered, her voice against the door now.
"Rose Baby, you're in shape," J argued. "You're just—uh," he paused, scratching the back of his head, "round now."
My jaw dropped, like what a fucking moron!
Edward smacked the back of Jake's head, calling him a dumb ass.
"What?" J whispered angrily, rubbing his head as he narrowed his eyes at Edward. "Round is a shape!"
Edward lowered his head before he pursed his lips, trying not to laugh.
Placing my forehead against the door again, I gritted my teeth. "Rose, please come out. Don't listen to J, I swear that Billy told me once that he was dropped on his head a couple of ti—"
I stopped talking, kind of shocked in a way, when I heard the lock being messed with on the other side of the door. Backing away, I smirked as Rose pushed it open and stepped out.
In nothing but a red bra, red panties, and red heels.
The guys mumbled something, coughed, and then turned around.
"See!" Rose yelled, pointing at them. "I am hideous!"
"No," Edward whispered, "it's just, uh, you know—" he turned his head towards Jake who had his hands over his eyes, and groaned, smacking them away from his face. "It's just a little uncomfortable to see you as you are right now, since you're like a little sister to us."
She rolled her eyes at him and went to go lock herself in the bathroom again but I grabbed onto her hands. Pulling her towards the full length mirror, I shook my head. "Rose, just come here for a second."
She glared at me. "Do you want to get hit, bitch?"
I snorted at her threat before placing her in front of the mirror. She closed her eyes and I rolled my own as I stood behind her, holding onto her hips just in case she tried to escape. "Look." Her eyes met the mirror with a growl. "Where do you see anything that's fat? And don't tell me some stupid shit by pointing at your belly, because I'm not afraid of hitting a child carrier."
"Everywhere," she mumbled, glaring at her reflection.
I let go of her and placed my arms across my chest. "Rose, stop acting like a goddamn chick."
"News flash, B! I am a goddamn chick, okay? You wouldn't understand anyway," she spat, looking at me in some type of way. I raised a brow and she clarified. "I'm just saying, if you didn't have a pair of nice tits and a plump ass, you would be mistaken as a dude."
"Ouch," I grinned, placing my hands up beside my shoulders.
My bitch shrugged as she turned her attention back to the mirror.
I raised a more than pleased eyebrow at Edward when I noticed his eyes running down my body with a crooked smile.
Looks like we're getting it in tonight.
Mental goddamn fist pump for me.
I'll drink to that.
Amen.
Hallelujah.
Joy to the fucking world.
Just goddamn sayin, I anticipate that shit.
Snapping out of my thoughts, I placed my hands on her shoulders and turned her towards me. "Rose, you're still a hot chick, so suck it up."
She placed her arms across her chest and when I looked down, a wide grin appeared across my mouth. "What?" she snapped, tightening her arms around herself, causing my grin to stretch across my face.
"Your tits look incredible," I stated. She rolled her eyes and I pulled her arms away from her body before turning her around so that she was facing the mirror again. "Look for yourself."
Her growl turned into a smirk as she adjusted them.
"The do look good, huh?"
I smiled, placing my hands over my hips. "Mmhhmm."
"Fine, I'll go and get dressed in my stupid maternity jeans," she spat, but then grinned as she placed her hands under her boobs, bouncing them around. "I'll just wear a shirt that shows off these bad boys."
"That's what I'm talking about, Rose!" Jake yelled, raising his hand up in the air. Edward punched his shoulder after a second and J groaned, his celebration cut short.
"Alright ladies," Edward whispered, pulling Jake off of the bed before leading him towards the door. "We'll let you get ready while we wait out in the living room."
I walked over to the bed after telling the boys that we would be out in a couple of minutes. Grabbing one of the thirty million shirts that Rose laid out earlier, I lifted it up in the air for her approval. "Good?"
She nodded as she pulled me in for a hug. "Thanks, Honey B. I know that I'm being a pain in the a—"
"Shut up," I interrupted, grabbing a hold of her chin after I leaned back. "You're fine, alright?"
She smiled. "Yeah."
I bent down with a grin as I gave her belly a quick kiss and she rolled her eyes at me when I stood back up. "Alright hookah, let's get your fine ass dressed, and then roll."
So you're probably wondering how Rosie and I are playing nice again?
Well, I'll enlighten you.
Having enough of her bullshit—and by bullshit, I mean the eye rolling, huffs and puffs, short sentences that didn't even answer my goddamn questions to begin with in the first place, calls that were ignored, rude but comical voicemails, shoving me into the next millennium with the expression of 'oh shit, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to bump into you'…
I snapped.
Snapped, meaning that I stomped into her and Em's place, sang 'Ring Around The Goddamn Rosie' until she snapped…and listened to what I had to say.
Five months prior:
I groaned as I pulled on my hair. "Rose, I really don't understand all of this hate that you have towards me."
She shrugged, placing her hands over her hips. "Well I don't have to explain anything to you."
"No, you know what?" I shouted as I stomped over towards her couch before taking a seat. "I'm tired of your shit." I pointed my finger at her when she went to interrupt me. "You're the one who kept threatening me that you would tell Em if I didn't."
She pulled out a nail filer from her purse, ignoring me. I stood up with a growl and walked up to her before yanking it out of her hands. As I snapped it in half, her jaw dropped.
At that moment, I won't lie, I felt dangerous.
Oh, don't look at me like that!
Try it when you're pissed off, people.
I felt like Jackie goddamn Chan.
After her 'relaxation technique' of taking a couple of deep breaths, which my the way, caused me to crack the hell up when J told me about it, she turned around in some calm manner before walking towards the kitchen door.
I ran up to her and grabbed her arm, causing her to growl as she pushed me away. "Don't touch me!"
"Then don't walk away from me, Rose!" I shouted, placing my hand against the door frame, blocking her way. "Christ, lets fucking talk!"
"I'm going to punch you."
I shrugged. "Punch me then. I don't give a shit, punch me. Get it the fuck over with already so we can talk about how you're acting like a stupid bitch right now."
Her fists clenched. "Move."
I shook my head. "No."
She raised a brow at me. "Do you want a black eye again? Because I have no problem at all in giving you one. I'm also confident that you won't break my nose like before, seeing as though I'm carrying your brother's love child."
"I'm not scared to hit a bitch," I stated, placing my hands against my hips. "Even when she's carrying offspring."
She nodded as she looked away and I smiled in triumph, but then her eyes met mine again after a second and she swung her arm back and punched me right in the stomach, where I least expected that shit.
I hunched forwards, my arms around me as I waited for the sharp pain to disappear. "You…bitch," I coughed.
"I told you that I would punch your ass," she stated, smug expression on her face with her arms across her chest.
After coughing up my left lung, I stood up. Before she had a chance to move away from me, I charged for her ass. Carefully tossing her over my shoulder, I started heading for her bedroom.
"Put me down, Bella!" she yelled, kicking her legs in every possible direction as I stumbled towards her bedroom. When I reached the door, I kicked the bitch open.
"Fine!" I yelled, dropping her onto the bed. I climbed on and straddled her, making sure that I wasn't sitting directly on her stomach. Pinning her wrists against the sheets, I dug my fingernails into her skin.
"Owe!" she hissed, glaring at me. "Stop pinching me!"
"Are you going to answer me?"
She laughed in some hell no way, but then growled when I dug into her skin a little further. "You weren't answering my phone calls!"
I lifted some of the pressure that I had against her wrists and raised an eyebrow. "What?"
She shook her head as she looked away from me. "You were ignoring me, Bella. When I needed you the most, you just didn't give a shit."
I let go of her wrists and leaned back. "I gave a shit," I whispered. She rolled her eyes as she kept them from me. "Rose, if it felt like I didn't care, I'm sorry. It was just a hard time for me."
"And it wasn't for me?" she asked, meeting my eyes with a glare.
"I didn't say that," I whispered, lowering my head. "I'm sorry, Rose. I didn't think. So much shit was running through my head, I'm surprised that I even knew my own name."
"I'm just scared," she whispered, breaking the silence.
I lifted my head. "You're scared?"
"I'm all by myself," she whispered. "For the first time in years—" she paused, rolling her eyes at herself, "I'm just not used to it, I guess."
"Rose, I'm here."
"I know," she said, shaking her head before meeting my eyes. "I know you are."
"I'll always be here for you, Rose. You're my girl," I said. She nodded. I rolled off of her and pulled her up so she was sitting next to me. "I need you to remember that."
"I will," she stated, giving me a small smile. "I'm sorry."
I returned her smile as I pulled her into my arms. "No worries," I whispered into her hair. "We'll get through this together, yeah?"
She nodded against my shoulder. "Together."
A couple of minutes went by as we held onto each other. Running my hand through her hair, I snorted as I thought of something.
"You're going to get kankles."
She pushed me away from her. "I wish you death."
I shrugged as I stood up. "You love it."
She mumbled something under her breath as she stood up and pushed her way through me, heading for the door. I followed. "Rosie!"
"I hate you!" she screamed.
So, we were back to normal again, how we were supposed to be. Both missing Em like crazy, but doing it together. She's been driving me up the wall with all of her mood swings, but it's Rose. And, she's carrying my brother's love child, as she puts it, so I did my best in taking care of her.
Jake has been with her throughout every little detail. The poor kid has been her temporary baby daddy, so to speak, and she was eating that shit up. I think she's been adding a little bit more umph, just to annoy his ass.
Six months prior:
"Mothefuck," he groaned, throwing his head back against the couch as his eyes closed. I grinned around him before letting him go with a pop, causing the kid in front of me to hiss and slam his closed fists down on the couch, beside his thighs.
I lifted my hand and grabbed onto one of his before placing it against the front of my neck. His tongue ran across his lips as he opened his eyes and looked down at me. "God Bae," he whispered, running his fingers down my throat as I placed him into my mouth and took as much of him in as I could.
When I looked up at him, he gritted his teeth and clenched his eyes shut again as his breathing started coming out a little faster. After numerous seconds, I hummed a little tune around him and the kid placed his thumb against my chin, rubbing the skin there.
He was going to come soon and that was his cue.
Edward did this shit all the time.
Did he really expect me to change my mind and move?
Dumb nut.
If I did it the first time, I'm not going to back out on that shit now.
His hips moved up from the couch a little bit as I quickened my pace some. I moved his hands from their spot on the cushions and placed them around the back of my neck. "Bae, holy fu—"
I moaned around his cock and he grunted above me as his fingers wove through my hair before guiding me at the pace that he desired.
KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK!
I quickly lifted my head and looked over my shoulder when I heard the pounding against the door. After turning my attention back to Edward, I was…hit.
Right on my goddamn forehead.
His face? Priceless.
My face? Shocked. And, maybe a little disgusted.
I stood up in a hurry and glared at the kid as the pounding against the door continued. "Edward!" I whisper/yelled, pointing to my face. "What the hell, man!"
He finally broke out of his shock and groaned. Standing up from the couch, he looked around the room with wide eyes. Not finding what the kid was looking for, he pulled off his shirt and walked up to me.
"Oh shit, I'm so sorry," he laughed, looking at his spunk running down my cheek. I growled and he coughed. "That wasn't funny. I'm sorry."
KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK!
I gritted my teeth as he pursed his lips, wiping off my forehead with his shirt. Glaring at him, I bent down and pulled up my sweatpants.
"I didn't mean to!" he whispered, looking around the living room. When he saw my expression of kill, he rolled his eyes before he grimaced, throwing his tee behind the couch. "You moved!"
"Get the door, Mr. I-can't-aim-for-shit," I spat, pulling his sweatshirt over my head.
He glared at me as he walked up to the door, ready to open it.
"Edward."
He raised an eyebrow.
I nodded at his pocket rocket with pursed lips. "Do you usually answer the door commando?"
He looked down and groaned. "Shut up," he mumbled, narrowing his eyes at me as he pulled his pants up. I shrugged and he mocked my shrug, in some girly way. When he opened the door, he was shoved aside as Jake came stomping in.
When he was a few feet away from me, he pointed in my direction. "I can't do it!" he yelled. I looked over my shoulder, wondering what the hell he was pointing at and he growled. "I'm pointing at you! This isn't fair!" I raised an eyebrow and he quickly turned around and walked to the kitchen door before he kicked the bitch open.
"What the hell is his problem?" Edward asked.
I shrugged, walking towards the kitchen. "Come on, let's go find out if he's on his period."
Before I reached the door, he pulled me back and tightly wrapped his arms around my waist. "Thanks for earlier," he whispered against my neck, "even though I spunked on you."
I grinned, nodding against him. "It was my pleasure," I purred.
"You're going to be the death of me," he growled before giving my skin a quick kiss. I smiled as he pushed me into the door, swinging it open.
When I saw J chugging beer and holding another bottle that was already opened in his other hand, I looked over my shoulder and raised an eyebrow at Edward, who just shrugged.
After I walked up to him, I tapped on his shoulder. "Uh, Jake?"
He finished his first beer before he looked down at me. I grimaced and covered my nose when he burped in my face. "I'm losing my balls," he groaned, tossing the bottle into the sink.
"Well, that's not something new," I teased.
He didn't that very amusing, seeing as to how he narrowed his eyes at me and brought the second bottle up to his mouth.
As he started chugging the amber liquid again, Edward came up to us and placed his arm over J's shoulder. "Alright man, so you're obviously going through something right now, yeah?" Jake nodded after bringing the half empty bottle down. "Why don't we sit down and talk about it?"
After we all took a seat, with Jake in the middle, I raised an eyebrow at the guys as they shared manly glances. Edward placed his elbows against the table after a minute. "What's going on, dude?"
J shook his head as he lowered it. "I'm going to be joining Emmett in jail, I swear to God."
"Hey," I whispered, not at all amused, "that's not funny."
He narrowed his eyes at me. "I'm going to kill his baby mama."
"Is she okay?" I asked.
He rolled his eyes. "Oh, she's perfectly fine, that spoiled little pri—"
"Have you been taking pictures?" I interrupted.
"Everyday," he mumbled, rubbing his eyes tiredly.
"Have you been feeding her?"
"Yes," he groaned, rubbing his hand down his face.
"Are you rubbing her feet?"
"Yes, Bella."
"Are you making sure that she's getting enough rest?"
He narrowed his eyes at me. "Bella."
"Is she taking all of her vitamins?"
"Bella!" he shouted, slamming his hands down on the table.
"What?" I spat.
"Shut the fuck up!"
I growled as I placed my arms across my chest. "Whatever, I'm just making sure you're doing the shit that I'm supposed to be doing, since the bitch isn't talking to my ass, which whatever, it's totally fine, but it's Em's baby in there and I wish that she would just suck it up an—"
"Bella!" Jake shouted, interrupting me, "shut your trap!"
Edward raised an eyebrow at me. "Did you just say totally?"
I gave him the finger and he grinned as he leaned back.
J, on the other hand, had the expression of absolute frustration.
I was bracing myself for a breakdown.
I grimaced and Edward pursed his lips when Jake grabbed onto his hair and started tugging it.
"I'm going to kill a bitch!" he snapped, making me jump in my seat as his hands slammed down on the table. "The baby carrier is driving me absolutely insane, with her obsession with pickles and ice cream! Who the fuck eats that shit, can someone tell me? Honestly, I feel like I'm living in a jar of pickles, with the whole goddamn apartment smelling like the shit all the time! And, she's always hot! I mean, the girl walks around in a bra and underwear half the day! It's like hello, I'm a man! Not only that, but she's like a sister to me, and it's fucking awkward! Oh God! If Emmett finds that shit out, he's going to pop a cap on my ass! Can you imagine? I mean, the guy is experienced with weapons, for Christ's sake!"
I took his hand in mine, trying to comfort his ass. "Jake, it's okay."
He looked up at the ceiling and Edward grimaced when I hissed from the grip that he had on my fingers. "I'm going to die," he whispered, all heartbroken.
"Jake, you're not going to die," I snorted, shaking my head at the kid as Edward coughed, trying to hide his grin.
He frowned, looking at Edward and I. "And I don't want to die, guys."
Edward leaned forward and placed his hand on his shoulder with a roll of his eyes. "Dude, you're healthy, no worries."
Jake took a hold of Edward's hand and looked at us in some goddamn serious way as we sat there, the scene looking like we were all getting ready to say grace or some shit. "I love you guys."
Edward grimaced, pulling his hand out of Jake's grip. "Would you calm down, man? Holding my hand and shit."
Jake turned his attention to me. "I didn't even have any kids yet."
I frowned. "Jacob sweetheart, you're single."
"My dreams, they didn't come true yet."
I scrunched my eyebrows together. "Dreams though?"
Jake turned his attention to Edward, who raised an eyebrow at him.
"Why do the good die young, man?"
I groaned as Edward snorted.
A minute or two passed before Jake looked at me. "Okay, I'm good."
I grinned. "You're alright?"
He nodded as he took a deep breath. "I feel lighter."
"You sure, man?"
He looked at Edward and smiled. "I just needed to let it out."
Edward grinned as he leaned over and patted him on the shoulder. "I'm glad that you feel better, bro."
"I appreciate the help," Jake whispered, standing up. "I'm going back home to my master."
I laughed as I nodded. "Alright, well give me a call if you feel like a little bitch again."
He gave me the finger with a sarcastic smile before heading for the kitchen door. As soon as he stepped out, Edward whistled.
"Oh man, I feel kind of bad for the guy."
I shrugged. "I'm actually enjoying his struggle."
He shook his head at me. "You're horrible. I pity the fool who impregnates you."
I smirked. "As do I."
Walking into Breaking Dawn, Rose and I grinned as we spotted Pix and Blue Eyes making out by the bar, whereas Jake and Edward groaned.
"It looks like it's going to be one of those nights man," J said, nudging Edward's shoulder. "I bet you're more than happy that he's not your roomie anymore, yeah?"
Edward grinned as he nodded. "Yeah," he whispered, keeping his eyes on J as I felt his hand over my ass, "sure am." As soon as he was done with that statement, the prick squeezed the shit out of my behind.
I yelped an "Ahh!" as I placed my hands over my ass and brushed his away. He smirked as he waved at Blue Eyes and Pixie, where as Jake and Rose looked at me and raised their eyebrows. "I—uh, think that a mosquito just bit my ass," I lied.
Rose kept her eyes on me as Jake nodded, mumbling something about fucking mosquitoes and their blood thirsty ways. He took a hold of her hand and pulled her in front of Edward and I, leading us to the bar.
I turned my head to Edward and narrowed my eyes at him. "You need to stop," I hissed. He grinned as he took my hand and placed it behind his back, running his thumb over my knuckles. "I'm serious, man!" He smirked and I slapped his mouth. "All of these goddamn smirks and all of your fingers running over my body," I whispered, pushing his hands away from my hips, "someone is going to notice."
He shrugged as we reached the bar. Leaning against the counter, he frowned playfully, placing his hands in his pocket. "I didn't hear you complaining about my fingers two night ago."
I rolled my eyes and he leaned down to my ear. "Bae, if your means of complaining involves screaming my name and running your nails down my back, then shit," he grinned, leaning back, "I'm sorry."
I placed my arms across my chest. "You're unbelievable, man."
He shrugged before facing the bar. Looking over his shoulder at me, he winked. "I am, aren't I?"
I groaned as I stepped up to the bar, next to him. He raised an eyebrow at me and I smiled at the idiot as I stepped on his foot.
With a smirk, he went to grab my hand, but I stopped him by shaking my head and pointing at our friends, who were all standing by the bar across the room.
He held his hands up in the air with dramatic wide eyes and I ground my teeth together when he faced the bar and found Esme bartending.
"Ma!"
I scrunched my eyebrows together. "Really though?"
"What?" he asked.
"It's not only you at the bar, you dumb-ass. Wait your tur—"
"Bambino!"
I rolled my eyes at him as he gave me his crooked smile. Leaning over the counter, he gave his mom a kiss before he ruffled her hair.
Esme smiled at me when he leaned back with a smug expression. The woman waved her hand towards herself and I leaned over the counter before giving her a quick peck. "You're spoiling him, Ma."
"Oh shut it," she whispered with a mock glare, pushing me away from her. Keeping her eyes on us, she slid two bottles of Miller Lights across the counter. "So, what's going on, kids?"
Edward and I looked at each other as we shrugged. "Nothing at all," we whispered at the same time.
She raised one of her perfect little eyebrows at us.
"What?" Edward asked, running his fingers through his hair.
She shrugged as she leaned against the counter. Placing her hands under her chin, she smirked. "So, how is everything going?"
"Great," we both said.
At the same goddamn time again.
I narrowed my eyes at Edward. "Stop!"
"Stop what?" he asked, narrowing his eyes at me.
"Copying my words."
He rolled his eyes as he looked at Esme. "Bella is special, did you know that?"
I turned my attention to Ma and scrunched my eyebrows together at her happiness. "What has you smiling?"
She nodded for us to sit and as we did, she looked back towards our group of friends before looking at us again. "So, how long have you guys been keeping this a secret?" she whispered, nodding her head between Edward and I.
I raised an eyebrow. "Keeping what a secret?"
She rolled her eyes. "Really? You're going to deny this?" she asked, pointing at me and then to the ass next to me. Once again.
Edward laughed as he looked around. "Ma, we have no idea what you're talking about."
She grabbed onto his face and kept it still so that he had no choice but to look into her eyes. "Are you lying to me, boy?"
He went to lean away, but her grip tightened and she raised a brow.
I gulped for him.
"Yes," he whispered.
She smiled as she gave him a kiss, letting go of his face. "That's what I thought." Looking over at me, she winked something irritating. "I'll see you lovers in a little bit, this place is packed tonight."
I went to grab her shoulders, but she shrugged me off. "We're not lov—" I yelled, and then stopped as she walked away, placing her hands over her ears as she did so.
I smacked the back of Edward's head. "You dip-shit!" I growled.
"Christ, Bella!" he groaned, rubbing the spot where I bitch slapped him. "Would you stop hitting me?"
"No," I replied, smacking him again.
His jaw tensed as he stood up. "You're lucky that you're a girl."
"You're lucky that you're a girl," I spat, jumping off of my seat before pushing his ass out of my way. He called my name when I headed to the bathroom and I held up my hand, giving him the finger.
Unbelievable, man.
Now, I have to put up with Esme's all knowing smiles and unnecessary clapping, like the woman was back in cheer camp.
When I was about to push the door open, my head was pulled back as someone yanked on my hair. I raised my arm, getting ready to strike a bitch out, but when I turned around I froze.
"Rose!" I yelled, looking at her incredulously. "I was just about to knock you into the next century!"
She placed her arms across her chest as she shook her head at me, in some disapprovingly way. "Ohhh yes," she whispered with a menacing smile, "we are definitely talking, you bitch."
I nodded, looking at her like she was crazy. "Right. Not something a victim would say to her attacker, but I'll take it I guess."
"Now."
I grimaced. "Are you craving pickles and ice cream again, Rose? God, that shit can't be hea—ahhh!"
She yanked on my arm, interrupting me, before pulling me with her as she led us towards the back.
Shit.
Now, I want you bitches to know that it takes a lot to scare me.
I'm not saying that I'm some tough little shit, I'm just saying that I've been through a lot, and when that's the case, you seem to learn how to get through it.
But…
I'm chicken shit when it comes to Rose.
Not Rose, per say…
But a pregnant Rose? Absolutely terrifying.
Not only that, but a pregnant Rose who was currently as horny as a motherfucker and mind you, probably hungry.
Either I was going to get spanked, or eaten.
Now, while I appreciated that shit from Pussward, Rose and I didn't swing that way.
Number one: We were heading into an open space, hence, there was plenty of room for her to chase me, which will definitely cause me to run around like a bitch on crack.
And as you know, me and running = accident bound to happen.
Number two: This room that she was dragging my ass into had a lock, therefore, there was no escape for me.
Number three: Soundproof walls, motherfuckers.
No one was going to be able to hear my death cries.
Suddenly, I felt like I was in the goddamn Lion king, playing Simba as Scar circled around my small little ass, licking his chops.
Lions don't eat other lions, right?
…
RIGHT?
Well, fuck that. I am not waiting around to find out the answer.
I tugged on Rose's hand, stopping her. "Are you…alright?"
"Perfect," she growled, pulling me towards the death trap again.
Holy…
Mayday! Mayday!
Movie is coming to goddamn life, people!
Carlisle raised an eyebrow at us as we came charging towards him. He dropped the box that he was packing as he stood up, keeping his eyes on Rose. "Honey, slow down. You're going too fa—"
The wannabe jungle king interrupted him with a kiss on the cheek and a "Hey Pop—Bye Pop!" as we passed him.
When we got into the room, she slammed the door shut. Turning around, she leaned against it and lowered her hands behind her, clicking the lock.
"Are you going to eat me or something?" I blurted out.
She narrowed her eyes at me as she started walking towards me.
"I'm strictly dickly," I tried.
The preggo kept walking, and I gulped.
"You could be the king of the jungle, I don't want it!" I whispered, throwing my hands up in the air. "My roar sucks anyway," I added.
She reached me and placed her hands on her hips. "You and Edward?"
"Me and Edward?" I asked, lowered my arms.
"When did you guys start fucking?"
I snorted. "Rose, we are no—owe!"
"Tell me!" she hissed, pulling on my ear.
"Let go!" I growled, grabbing a hold of her own ear before pulling the shit out of it.
"I'm pregnant!" she screamed.
"Oh, don't act—bitch—that an ear pull is gonna kill—hooker—you!"
"Don't treat—fucker—me like—shithead—I'm stupid, Bella!"
I let go of her ear and gripped her tit.
Her fingers dropped from my ear, immediately, and she raised an eyebrow at me. "What are you doing to do? Squeeze it?"
I brought my hand up to my hair and cleared my throat. "That was awkward. I apologize."
She nodded, looking at me like she was trying to figure me out.
Good luck with that, dude.
I can't even figure out my own goddamn self.
She raised an eyebrow. "Why are you denying it?"
"I'm not denying anything."
She placed her arms across her chest. "Bullshit."
I rolled my eyes. "I don't know what you're talking about."
She laughed, shaking her head. "Honey B, I understand what's going on, but I don't understand why you're lying about it."
I raised an eyebrow.
"You guys are fuck buddies."
I gaped. "No, we're no—"
"So you're together?" she raised an eyebrow, grinning. "Yeah right. If I know one thing about you, B Honey, it's that you don't do relationships."
I groaned as I lowered my head. "We're not fuck buddies, Rose."
She turned around with a shrug before she started heading for the door. "Fine, whatever, you're friends with benefits, same difference."
I was about to deny the shit, but she waved her hand up in the air as she reached the door. "Hey, no problem honey B. I completely get it. Believe me. A girl just needs to play sometimes. And, Edward isn't a fucking sore piece, he's good looking as all hell. But I'll finish you if you tell the kid that I said that shit. Other then that, you go girl, put your leg up!"
"Rose," I whined. "It's so not like that."
"What is it like then?" she asked, leaning against the door. "I mean, he's good right?"
I shrugged, not looking at her.
"He knows what he's doing, correct?"
I pursed my lips as I met her eyes.
"I knew it," she smirked.
"But we're not together," I said, my eyes narrowed. "No way would I be with Edward."
"So, it's just you two, right? Don't tell me that he's fucking with other chicks."
I shrugged. "Who knows."
She gasped.
I laughed. "What?"
"He's fucking with other bitches!" she screeched.
"Rose, shut up!" I whispered, glaring at her.
She took some deep breaths before meeting my eyes again. "Well?"
"We're not together, so he's free to do what he pleases."
She groaned. "At least tell me that you're making him wrap it."
I turned around and let out a loud laugh when my eyes saw a picture of a horse sitting
I quickly turned my attention to the desk that was next to me. When I thankfully saw a frame with a picture of a horse, I laughed, the sound coming out in some loud and obnoxious way. "Hey, come look at this!"
And it did cross my mind as to why there was a picture of a fucking horse on Esme and Carlisle's desk, but it wasn't important right now.
She mumbled something as she came over and grabbed the frame out of my hands. Looking down at it, her eyebrows scrunched together.
And, I ran out of the room like my ass caught fire.
Yes, I ran like a little bitch.
"Bella! So help me, Jesus Christ!"
Her statement only caused me to pick up pace, because for some reason, I highly doubted that Rose even believed in Jesus Christ.
I groaned as I ran into something hard. Looking up from the floor, I raised an eyebrow at the person who was standing above me.
I recognized him, from somewhere, but I couldn't place from where.
"Nice to see you again, Ms. Swan."
After studying the kid for a few more seconds, I narrowed my eyes at him. "You were the one in my room."
He smiled as he lowered his hand, holding it out towards me. "Alex."
I ignored his unnecessary help as I stood up, massaging the back of my head. "I didn't ask."
He laughed and grabbed onto my arm when I went to walk away from his eeriness. I raised an eyebrow at his grip. "Where are you doing? I just got here."
"Obviously," I gritted, pushing him away, "I'm leaving."
He raised an eyebrow at something behind me before meeting my glare again. "You are? Well, that's funny."
I looked over my shoulder and noticed some dude leaning up against the wall, arms over his chest. It was darker then the main room so I couldn't really see his face. Turning my attention back to the guy who I ran into, I cocked my head to the side. "What is this?"
He looked around the hallway before leaning closer to me. "I think that we should talk," he whispered in some dramatic way.
I leaned away from him. "I disagree."
He frowned. "Ms. Swan? Do I seem like a guy who cares about what you think?"
I placed my arms across my chest as I narrowed my eyes at him. "You need to move," I stated. He raised a brow. "And I fucking suggest that you do that now."
He grinned before he growled, picking up and slamming me into the wall. I went to yell but he placed his hand over my mouth and shook his head at me. "You're making this more difficult than I thought you would, Bella."
I bit his palm and he cursed before grabbing a hold of my neck and slamming my head back. I grinned at the fuck as his grip around my throat tightened. "Trust me, motherfucker. I've had worse compared to what you're giving me."
He nodded towards the dude who I couldn't see earlier and said dude pushed himself off of the wall before heading towards us. I rolled my eyes as I turned my attention back to Alex. "Damn, two men against one female!" I frowned as I mocked him. "When are you planning on surprising me, asshole?"
As I turned my head to the right, my breath caught when I recognized the other douche immediately. He was with Em that night he came to work and confronted me.
Out of all three, it had to be my goddamn favorite, yeah?
Jeffrey fucking Dahmer.
I fisted my hands as he licked his lips and leaned against the wall next to me. Placing his face right by mine, he winked at me. "Hello."
"Motherfucker," I growled, keeping my face right where it was, "you touch me in any way, and I swear to fu—"
He hummed, interrupting me as he ran his fingertips over my mouth. I shook my head, seeing as to how the asshole next to me had a hold of my wrists. Alex took a hold of my face and turned it in his direction as he nodded towards the door down the hallway. "You're going to follow us out of that back door, and you're going to do it quietly."
I grinned. "I am?" He narrowed his eyes at me. "Fuck that."
"Fuck what?" Dahmer asked, brushing his fingers along my waistband. Taking his gun out of his jacket pocket with his other hand, he shoved it against my cheek before lowering it. Running it down my chest, the freak stopped when he reached the area in between my thighs. "This?"
I felt my cell phone vibrating in my back pocket and closed my eyes in despair, knowing that Alex could feel it too since his fingers were right there. He hummed, running his hand behind me before pulling my cell out of its spot. "Someone has a phone call." My eyes opened when he answered it with a grin, placing it on speaker. "Rose?"
"Who the fuck is this?"
"Hey," he whispered. "My name's Alex. I'm a…friend of Bella's."
She laughed and I gritted my teeth, knowing where this was going.
"That's goddamn right, Honey B! I'm with you on that shit!"
"Excuse me?" Alex asked, raising an eyebrow.
"You guys are messing around, right? Because that was exactly what I was going to suggest!" After telling Pixie to shut up in the background, she came back to the phone. "Perfect. Don't hate the playah, hate the game!"
I rolled my eyes as I placed the back of my head against the wall.
Rose now thinks that I'm fucking around with other dudes, just like Edward is fucking around with other bitches.
Great.
Alex laughed. "Well, it was nice hearing from you, Rose. Hopefully we can soon."
"You bet!" she shouted. "Have fun!"
He snapped the phone shut before he placed it in his pocket.
"Give me my phone ba—"
"I know Rose."
My head snapped to Dahmer when he interrupted me and I narrowed my eyes at him. "You don't know shi—"
"I don't," Alex whispered. "I want to meet her."
"The fuck you will," I hissed, glaring at him. "Leave her alone."
He ignored me as he looked at Cannibal. "Maybe we should talk to Rose, man. This one here is being difficult."
"Sounds like a good ide—"
"Fine!" I spat, interrupting Dahmer's wide smile. I raised an eyebrow at Alex. "Where are we going?"
He leaned away from me, nodding for Dahmer to do the same. Alex placed his arms across his chest and narrowed his eyes at me. "Now you agree?"
"Where. Are. We. Going?" I repeated.
Cannibal shook his head as he looked at Alex. "You know what? She got people out there waiting for her. It's too risky."
"I'll get rid of them."
Alex nodded at my statement, satisfied. "Well then, meet us outside when you're done and we'll talk about where we're going." I nodded and they both smiled as the headed out the back door.
As I was making my way down the hallway, I ran my hands down my face, trying to calm my shit, before lifting my hoodie up over my head.
Looking around, I spotted Edward and Rose by the bar, laughing it up like their lives were goddamn peachy. When I reached the two happy fools, they both looked at me and smiled.
"Well hello, hookah!" Rose laughed, pulling me in for a hug. I wrapped my arms around her and rolled my eyes behind her back as I mouthed a 'Don't ask' at Edward, who had one eyebrow raised.
Leaning back some, I kept my eyes on her. "So, I have to go."
She gave me a wide grin as she nodded her head. I looked over at Edward as he brushed his hand down my arm. "You okay?"
I nodded, looking away from him. "Yeah, I'm just not feeling well."
Rose snorted and Edward narrowed his eyes at her before placing his bottle of beer on the counter and looking at me. "I'm ready when y—"
"No," I interrupted, shaking my head and leaning in between them as I grabbed his bottle. "It's okay, I'm just going to get a taxi," I whispered as I handed it back to him. He raised an eyebrow and I shrugged. "It's cool because I actually called for one already, so he should be coming any minute. I mean, she. Well you know, it could be a guy or a girl, I am not one to discriminate, right?" I let out an awkward laugh before taking a deep breath. "I should probably get going soon, because you know how fast they are these days—I mean, Christ! You see how fast they drive through the city? It's like hello, you're not the only one on the road! Slow the fuck down!"
He scrunched his eyebrows together in shock as Rose looked up from her watch. "Wow, six seconds." She looked over her shoulder as she yelled for Pixie. "You got some new competition, bitch!"
Edward ran his fingers along my jaw and I brushed his hand away as I met his eyes. "What's wrong?"
I shook my head. "I'm just tired."
"I would be too after that," Rose stated.
"You didn't have to call for a taxi, Bae. I have absolutely no problem in driving you home."
I forced a smile. "No worries, I'm good."
"When am I going to meet him?" Rose yelled, nudging my shoulder as she smirked at Edward.
I rolled my eyes.
First of all, she didn't need to yell.
The bitch didn't even have the excuse of alcohol.
And second of all, why the hell was she nudging my shoulder and asking me a question as she smirked at Edward?
"Who's he?" Edward asked, raising an eyebrow at Rose.
"Oh, you didn't know?" she asked. Edward shook his head as he raised his beer bottle up to his mouth, taking a long sip. "Our Bella babe here is getting some."
He paused, holding the beer in his mouth for a few seconds before he raised an eyebrow at me, swallowing it. "Oh yeah?"
I avoided his eyes. "Look, I'll see you at home later, yeah?"
"I'll walk you out," he stated, shoving his bottle at Rose, who took a hold of it and glared at him. "Finish that for me, mama?" he grinned.
"Fucker," she growled, slapping his hands away as he gave her belly a quick rub. Bringing the beer bottle up to her nose, she took a big whiff and hummed as she exhaled.
I placed my hands around his biceps, keeping him in place. "Edward, it's okay. There's no need for you to walk me out, I could handle i—"
"Yeah," he interrupted, placing his hands over my sides before pushing me backwards. "You're wasting your time."
We stepped outside and my eyes ran over the empty parking lot while Edward's did the same.
Well.
The good thing was that the creepers were probably out back.
The bad thing was that the goddamn taxi wasn't here yet.
Oh.
Maybe that's because I didn't call for one.
Yep. That might be it.
Edward placed his hands into his hoodie pockets as he turned around so that he could face me as we stepped down the sidewalk. "When is the taxi coming?"
I looked around as I stepped down. "In a little bit," I whispered with a shrug, hoping for a goddamn miracle.
A miracle of a taxi appearing right before our eyes.
He nodded, keeping his eyes on me as he pulled out a pack of smokes. "So, can you answer something for me, Bae?"
"Mm?"
He remained silent as he placed a cigarette in between his lips. After lighting it up, he raised an eyebrow at me. "This whole taxi bit, how long are you planning on going with it?"
I shoved my hands into my pockets as he exhaled.
"What are you talking about, Edw—"
"There's no taxi coming," he interrupted with a soft laugh, rubbing one of his eyebrows with his thumb. I took a seat on the sidewalk, ignoring him and he Looked down at me, taking another small drag. "How were you planning on getting home?"
"There is a taxi coming, Edward. It just might take some time," I lied.
"Look, Bae." I raised an eyebrow at him as he bent his knees, so that he was at my level. "You don't need to lie to me." I went to interrupt, but he placed his hand over my thigh, stopping me. "I mean, it's not like we're together, yeah?"
I nodded. "Right."
He shrugged. "You can do whatever you want." I kept my eyes on him as he took a long drag before tossing the stick over his shoulder. "It's not like you're mine."
I nodded. "I know."
"Who's picking you up?"
"Taxi," I repeated with a shrug.
"Jesus fucking Christ," he groaned, placing his other hand over my thigh before pushing himself up.
Looking around me when he took a seat next to me on the curb, I tried to think of ways in which I could sneak away.
But the thing is, we're talking about Edward here.
There's no escaping.
The kid will only run, tackle, and keep me hostage.
Persistent asshole.
Thirty four minutes later:
"Maybe I should just take you home," he said, nudging my shoulder.
"Maybe you should just go inside," I snapped, glaring at him.
He stood up and pulled me with him. "Are we cool, Bae?"
"What are you talking about?" I asked angrily.
"I'm talking about the fact that we were all right an hour ago, and now you're acting like I did something to change that." He placed his hand under my chin when I looked down and raised my head. "If you're not comfortable with us messing around, that's cool, tell me, Bella. You're my friend before anything else, and I'm not trying to ruin that shit."
"I'm fine with how we are, Edward. I'm just tired."
"Positive?"
I nodded as I brushed his hand away. "I'm sorry that I snapped."
He shrugged, returning my smile. "I'm used to it."
I rolled my eyes as I grinned. Looking over his shoulder, it vanished as I spotted Alex walking towards us. "I'm cold," I lied, returning my eyes back to Edward. "Let's go inside."
"Alright," he whispered, taking a hold of my hand.
"Bella!"
Edward looked over his shoulder when Alex called my name. Meeting my eyes again, he raised an eyebrow. "Who is he?"
"You don't know him?"
He looked over his shoulder and shook his head. "Never met him."
"I was looking for you," Alex whispered with a wide fake as shit grin when he reached us.
"Sorry," I mumbled, glancing at Edward who kept his eyes on him.
Alex held his hand out towards Edward. "Hey man, my name's Alex. I met Bella a while back." Edward nodded, ignoring his handshake and Alex grinned as he lowered his arm. "We should get going," he stated, returning his attention to me. "You ready?"
"Yeah," I whispered, pulling my hand out of Edward's grip. Looking down at me, he nodded towards Alex. "You know this dude?"
"Yeah," I lied, once the fuck again. "I'll be good, go inside."
"You have your phone on you?" he asked.
"Yeah," I whispered, stepping towards Alex. Turning around, I grabbed onto Alex's arm and started lead him away as I noticed Edward looking over him in some 'I'm going to kick your ass' type of way. "I'll see you later, yeah?"
He placed his arms across his chest as he nodded. "I better see you later."
I rolled my eyes as I turned around, nearly dragging a grinning Alex to the back parking lot. Nothing was said as we walked to a car. When we reached it, we got in and he started it.
Looking out of the window as we drove to the front of the building, I noticed Edward still standing there, watching us drive off.
When we pulled up to Andy's place, I spotted Dahmer sitting on one of the lawn chairs out in the porch, smoking a cigarette. I looked over at Alex as he parked. "Why are we here?"
He didn't look at me as he took his keys out of the ignition and opened the drivers door. "Like I said, we need to talk to you."
I raised an eyebrow. "Who's we?"
"James and I."
I closed my eyes when he stepped out of the car, wishing that I never fucking met James to begin with. Now, I understood why the hell my friends were so against him. The kid was trouble, and I should have realized it sooner so that I could have avoided this shit to begin with.
"Let's go," Alex ordered, interrupting me from my thoughts as he bent down and placed his hands on top of the hood. He nodded towards my door and I opened it before I stepped out.
"James started this shit?" I asked, standing in front of the car as he slammed his door shut.
"As much as I would love to just spend more quality time with you by myself," he whispered with a grin as he came up to me, "I'd rather go inside."
I placed my arms behind me and tucked my thumbs into my back pockets. "I don't feel comfortable being here."
He took a hold of my arm and turned me around before pushing me towards the porch. "We already discussed this, Bella. I'm not one to repeat myself."
I pulled my arm out of his grip and stopped. "I could walk by myself, there's no need for you to lay your goddamn hands on me."
He grinned as he nodded towards the door. "Walk."
Dahmer stood up from his chair as we walked up the steps, flicking his cigarette out into the yard. "It's about time," he whispered, waving his hand in front of him. I narrowed my eyes at his creepy wink as I stood in front of the door.
"Knock," Alex ordered behind me.
I tapped on the door.
"Fucking knock," Dahmer growled, pulling down my hoodie.
I turned around and placed my arms across my chest as I glared at them. Lifting my leg, I threw my foot back and ghetto knocked the bitch. "Better?"
Alex grinned and Cannibal's fists clenched.
When I heard the door open behind me, I turned around. "James."
He grinned as he stepped to the side. "Hey, B. Come in."
"Why am I here?"
He looked over my shoulder and nodded at Dahmer. "I don't have time for this shit tonight. Fix it."
I went to ask him what the fuck he was talking about, but before I could open my mouth, I was shoved forward.
When the door shut behind me, I turned around and growled at Cannibal. "Don't…touch me."
He smiled as he walked past me. "Don't make this difficult and I won't have too."
I turned my attention to James when Dahmer and Alex both took a seat on the couch. "Why the fuck am I here?"
He nodded towards the couch. "Take a seat," he said, ignoring me.
I shook my head as I placed my hands over my hips. "I'm not sitting anywhere, James. Tell me why I'm here."
He rolled his eyes as he walked over to the TV stand. My jaw dropped when he picked up one of the guys that were placed there. "It would really upset me if I had to shoot you, Bella. Go and take a seat," he ordered, pointing his pistol at the couch.
I snorted. "You're going to honestly shoot me right now?"
He shrugged as he clicked the safety off. "I have no problem with emptying this barrel into your fucking head. Don't test me."
"I suggest that you listen to the man," Alex stated, placing his legs on top of the table.
"I suggest that you listen, you assh—"
"Sit," bullet to the ceiling, "the," bullet to the right side of me, "fuck," bullet to the left side of me, "down," James growled, aiming his gun strait at me.
I stood there, fucking shocked as shit that he actually fired his gun in my direction. Nodding, I kept my eyes on James as I started walking towards the couch. Cannibal smirked, moving over so that I could sit next to him. As soon as my ass hit the cushion, James took a seat on the table, in front of me. "So, I have an offer."
"An offer?"
He nodded. Placing his gun on the table next to him, he grimaced at me in some mocking type of way. "The thing is, you can't refuse it."
I placed my arms across my chest as I leaned back. "If I can't refuse it, then that wouldn't be an offer, it would be an order."
He grinned. "Then I guess I have an order."
I shook my head. "I'm not working with you."
He smirked as he placed his elbows against his knees, the action bringing him closer to me. "Yeah, B. I'm afraid that you are."
I went to stand up, but he pushed me back before my ass got the chance of lifting from the couch. "Don't fucking touch me, James."
"I don't think that you understand," he whispered, leaning towards me as he returned my narrowed eyes with his own. "I'm not taking no for an answer, Bella. You're going to work with me whether you like it or not."
Cannibal held me against the couch when I went to stand up again and James rolled his eyes at me when I kicked him in the knee. "The fuck I don't!"
"I'll kill her," James growled, his hand against my throat all of a sudden. "I wouldn't even think twice about the shit."
My struggles against the two fucks stopped as I glared at him.
"I swear to God, if you do anything to h—"
"You do what I need for you to do, and I won't touch her."
"She's fucking pregnant, James!"
He shrugged as he gave me one final shove before leaning away from me. "Then you'll be saving two lives instead of one."
"This is insane!" I yelled, pushing Dahmer off of me. "I'm not doing it."
James nodded with a shrug as he went into his pocket, taking out his car keys. "Fine." He started for the front door and I stood up from the couch before following behind. "Have it your way."
"Where are you going?"
He turned around with a smile. "223 Lawrence street, apartment building 2C, room 816, alarm code 53108."
My breathing stuttered as I looked at him. "Who the fuck are you?"
"I could be your best goddamn friend, or your worst motherfucking nightmare. Up to you."
"I never saw you at Emmett and Rose's apartment."
He pouted. "I was never invited." Turning around, he shrugged. "No hard feelings though, that's about to change. Thanks to you."
"James."
He opened the door and looked over his shoulder.
"I'll work for you."
"Good girl," he whispered with a smirk, closing the door.
Pulling up to the apartment, I looked around and groaned when I saw Edward's car parked out front.
"I'm guessing that James is going to be calling you this week, to meet up and introduce you to the game."
I rolled my eyes at Alex. "Introduce me to the game?"
He grinned. "I'm sure that we'll be seeing each other more."
"I'm so goddamn happy about that," I whispered with a sarcastic smile as I pushed the passenger side door open. He nodded as he winked at me and I shook my head as I slammed the door shut.
When I stepped into the apartment, I scrunched my eyebrows at the TV that was still on, showing the menu of whatever DVD was playing.
The lights were all off, so I was pretty sure that he was in bed already. I just found it a little weird because the kid never left the TV on when he called it a night.
After quietly shutting the door behind me, I placed my hand against the wall and searched for the light switch. Turning it on a little bit, I grimaced when I noticed Edward on the couch, fast asleep.
Huh.
The kid never slept on the couch.
He had a blanket over his chest with one leg off of the couch. I pursed my lips when he mumbled something unintelligible, placing both of his arms over his eyes.
I walked over to the TV and hit the power button, enclosing the room in dimness as I kicked my chucks off. After placing them against the wall in some neat kind of way as to not give the kid a reason to throw a hissy fit in the morning, I walked over to the couch.
Taking a seat on the center table, I leaned over and placed my hand over his shoulder, shaking it lightly. "Edward?"
His eyes slowly opened and I grinned at him as I rubbed his shoulder.
"Hey," he whispered, clearing his throat of sleep. "What time is it?"
"It's around one," I whispered. He nodded as he closed his eyes again and I lifted the blanket off of his chest some and scrunched my brows together when I noticed that he was still wearing jeans. "Edward, why aren't you in bed?" I asked, rubbing his chest.
Opening his eyes again, an exhausted groan accompanied his yawn as he stretched his legs out. Looking over at me, he nodded at the TV. "I was watching a movie, I guess I fell asleep."
I nodded as I stood up and pulled the blanket off of him. Placing it on the opposite headrest with one hand, I used my other one to grab his.
"Well, come on, lets go to bed," I said, pulling him off of the couch. "It can't be comfortable sleeping out here, especially with your ass still in jeans, you freak of nature."
He snorted as he led us over to the front door. I rolled my eyes at his sleepy routine as he made sure that the door was locked and slid the light switch down, enclosing the room in darkness.
When we reached my bedroom door, he let go of my hand and opened it before turning on the lights. After taking a peak inside, he nodded at me. "You're good."
I pursed my lips. "Edward, did you seriously just check my room?"
"No," he huffed, rolling his eyes at me.
I raised an eyebrow at him as I placed my arms across my chest.
He grinned at me before pulling me in for hug. I laughed as I wrapped my arms around his waist. "Night, Bae."
I rested my forehead against his chest. "Edward?"
"Hmm?"
"Do you think that I could maybe sleep in your room tonight?"
It was silent for a moment before he leaned back a little bit so that he could meet my eyes. "Is everything alright?"
I nodded, playing with the hem on the bottom of my hoodie.
"You never have to ask, Bae. You know that shit. Of course."
I gave him a small smile as he took a hold of my hand and pulled me into his bedroom. I walked over to his bed and climbed on as I pulled my hoodie off, tossing it at Edward afterwards. He grabbed it without looking and placed it over the couch as he threw me a pair of boxers.
After pulling my jeans off and putting them on, I got underneath the covers. He came over to my side and turned on the night light before undressing himself. I rolled my eyes when he climbed over me to get to the left side and he laughed as he turned off the lights.
He pulled me up towards him so that my back rested against his chest and I closed my eyes, rubbing my cold feet against his warm ones.
"Bae?"
"What's up?" I whispered, internally sighing in contentment when I felt his breathing against my hair. I grabbed his hand and pulled it up from my waist before placing it over my shoulder.
"Are you with that guy?" Edward asked.
I opened my eyes. "No."
"So, what's going on between you two?"
"Edward," I groaned, really not wanting to lie to the kid any more than I had to. The less Alex was brought up, the better that it would be.
He let out a soft laugh and I closed my eyes. "Alright, fine." Brushing my hair off of my neck, he ran his thumb across my knuckles. "Is he treating you right, at least?"
I nodded as I played with his fingertips.
He smiled against my neck. "Are you lying to me?"
I shook my head as I opened my eyes.
He leaned up some and looked down at me. "Because I just want you to know, I could have his ass beat in less than five minutes, it's really not a pro—"
"Edward," I interrupted, raising an eyebrow at him. "You know how you like me with my mouth shut?" He narrowed his eyes at me. "It goes both ways," I teased, but not really.
What?
The kid talks to much, sometimes.
He grinned and rolled his eyes before placing his head back down on his pillow behind me. I closed my eyes as I yawned, my fingers over his hand running against his palm.
"That statement isn't true anymore."
I raised an eyebrow as I looked over my shoulder. "What?"
He smirked. "I like your mouth more when it's opened."
I snorted as I turned around and faced him. "You pervert."
He shrugged, placing his arm over my waist as he closed his eyes.
"Specifically, when it's wrapped around some part of my body."
I laughed as I hit his chest. "Edward!"
He opened one eye with pursed lips. "Do you wanna get it on?"
I rolled my eyes. "You're so charming." He smirked and I slapped his mouth, a little harder than necessary. "I'm actually tired, Romeo."
"But the real question is, are you that tired?"
"Honestly Edward, what the hell are you talking about?"
"Because if you aren't absolutely exhausted, and you think that you're going to have trouble sleeping, I could always help out. No problem."
I raised an eyebrow. "And how would you help me out?"
He wiggled his eyebrows. "Wearing you out with my skills, of course."
I snorted as I closed my eyes again. "Goodnight, Edward."
"I'm just trying to he—"
"Goodnight Edward," I repeated, relaxing into my pillow.
He laughed as he placed his hands underneath my shirt. Running his fingers against my skin, he yawned. "Goodnight, cock tease."
Until next time =)