"AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!" I started to scream at the top of my lungs, but the cold marble hand covered my mouth before I could barely get it out. Who the hell was this here, in my bedroom?!
I tried biting the hand that was covering my mouth but I couldn't.
"Let me go!!" I mumbled into the hand. The hand left my face, but the arm around my waist just tightened a bit.
I looked up and down the face of my catcher. It was pale, very pale, and beautiful, just like the Cullens'. And the stranger's skin was bone chilling, also like the Cullens'. This person was clearly a guy, also. And the weirdest part of everything was his eyes. He had soft buttery topaz eyes, exactly like Edward's. I was freaked out by this observation the most. And for hair color he had a messy dirty blonde color. I was in awe of his beauty for a minute then I regained sense.
"What the fuck are you doing in my house?! Who are you?!" I whisper yelled. I was surprised by my language. Usually I didn't use that extreme of language.
"Please stop yelling. I'll explain in a moment. Just settle down. You're OK," the guy's soft enchanting voice said. He stroked my hair and sat me down on the bed. Besides my freaking out, I took comfort in his calmness and sat back down without a fight; but only for a few seconds. I was seriously creeped out. But I guess part of my major crazy behavior came from my left-over drunkenness.
"Ok, please tell me what the flippin' hell you are doing here? And oh…yea that's right, WHO YOU ARE?!"
"Calm down first."
"All right." I took a deep breathe. I looked expectantly at him.
"Are you sure you're ok? Would you like to take a shower or eat or something first?"
I was about to say no, but then I realized that I was very, very thirsty. And very dirty. Even though I really wanted to know who this amazingly gorgeous creeper was, I said,
"Umm, yea that might be a good idea. As long as you can promise three things."
"And what's that?"
"First of all, you have to promise you'll help me and not hurt me. Because for all I know you could be a mass murderer." He winced at this, but I kept going. "Second, tell me what time it is. And third, please stay." I had no idea why I wanted this complete stranger to stay with me, but he brought me comfort just by his presence. He looked surprised at this, but nodded. "Oh and tell me what the heck your name is…please?"
Flashing me a dazzling smile he said, "Ok, that sounds reasonable. Its 3:36 in the morning...and my name's Ben." I smiled at his charm.
"Ok, now help me." I slowly started to stand up, but my knees buckled under me. And for the first time I realized I had bruises all over my stomach arms and legs. Ben kept held of me avoiding the bruises, though and I leaned into him. He had a sweet, spicy, and slightly musky smell. It was wonderful.
The worst part was Will had never come across my mind…ever…
Lightly chuckling, Ben picked me up bridal style and brought me downstairs noiselessly. I glanced at Renee's door. I was grateful that the light was off. Somehow or another.
He brought me to the kitchen and sat me down on a chair. After a glass of water and a bowl of oatmeal, I felt better. We didn't talk while I ate. He just sat at the other end of the table and watched me. I blushed furiously whenever I met his eyes.
"Are you done eating?"
"Uh, yea...I'm gonna go take a shower now." I started to get up, but Ben rushed over to me and wrapped an arm around my waist to make sure I didn't fall. My heart sped up at the very adorable movement. I thought I heard Ben sigh.
But not in a happy, content way...it was more of a longing, sad sigh.
"What's wro-," I started to ask, but he cut me off by saying "I'll stay in your bedroom. Hurry up with your shower." He said it very forcefully, and the gruffness in his voice was scary. I wondered what the sudden change of mood was caused by. Furrowing my brows I started up the stairs to the bathroom, with Ben lightly supporting me.
I washed my hair and body quickly, but thoroughly. We had gotten new showers a plumbing system so the water was no longer a random temperature or yellow. I got dressed in my new Victoria Secret PJs (I didn't know why I wanted to impress Ben, after all I had Will.). The PJs were lavender colored silk super short shorts and a matching cami with lace around the edges.
Cleaning off the steam from my mirror I studied myself. Over the past months I had changed considerably from when I first moved here. My hair was glossy and soft again. My skin had cleared up, and had gotten lighter in color, so it was now a porcelain shade (no sun tends to do that to you). The dark circles under my eyes had disappeared and my eyes were bright and happy now. Thanks to Bella and especially Alice, I had gotten my eyebrows waxed and nails done about once a month. Right now I had a French manicure and a blood red colored pedicure.
I was also a lot more pleased with the house now. Renee was right, her job did pay well. Only until two weeks ago were we able to finish the renovations on the house. However, it was worth it. We had gotten all new appliances and new flooring everywhere. The shag carpet was replaced by nice off white carpet. In the kitchen there were new oak wood hard floors that matched the new cabinets and dark granite counter tops. We had refinished the kitchen table and coordinated chairs so they gleamed off the modern chandelier hanging a bit off center from the table. Renee and I had gone furniture shopping, and had gotten beautiful couches, tables, chairs, beds, desks, an entertainment system...you know the usual stuff. I loved the new house a lot more. It was really nice now. And on the outside we had gotten a new roof, repainted the house and porch, and did some gardening.
Running a brush through my wet hair I pulled it back into a ponytail. I brushed my teeth around ten million times to get the alcohol off of my teeth. Finally satisfied with my looks for Ben (again I had no idea why I was trying to do this all for him), I started for my bedroom.
I opened the door to my bedroom and found Ben standing stick straight in the corner. I walked over to him and said, "Now you owe me a huge explanation." I met his piercing gaze, and blushed (duh) at the intensity of it. He grinned at me and took my hand. I shuddered at his cold hand despite the heat in the house. He let go of my hand immediately, but I said,
"No, keep it there. Its nice." But he didn't take my hand again. Instead he said,
"Let's sit on your bed. You are right. I do owe you a huge explanation." I obeyed him like a robot. I was very curious about this guy with whom I was so comfortable to be with, and yet all I knew about him was that he was gorgeous and his name was Ben.
"Ok, so what do you want to know first?"
"How the hell you got into my house!"
"Hum...I'll start from the beginning. So what happened was I guess you got drunk. Some people were doing this on purpose and laughing at you. I was really mad at them."
"What?" I softly whispered. "Who would do this to me?"
"Bitches and bastards." I slightly smiled at this comforting remark.
"Continue."
"So, somehow a couple of them convinced Bella, Edward, and Alice that you had gone home because you felt a little sick and was very tired. They believed it and."
"Wait a second. How do you know Bella and Edward and Alice and them?" I was confused by his knowledge of my friends and me.
"I'm getting there." I nodded.
"They also called your mother to tell her that you were sleeping over at Alice's place so that she wouldn't be suspicious about you being drunk. That was right around when Bella and Edward and Alice and all of your nice friends left for home. Without you, of course, because they thought you had already left. Somehow they had managed to keep you away from your friends. A little while after they had left, you went unconscious. The people that had made you drunk started to...to..." His voice drifted off and a cold, violent very angry expression came over his face.
"To what? What did they do to me?" I took his hand and squeezed it for reassurance for both of us.
"I'm sorry. I just cannot believe they did this to you. It makes me so mad even now. Ok, so once you had fainted they...umm...started to...beat...you...up." His words were slow and pained sounding.
"Is that why I have all the bruises?" I asked quietly while tears started to streams down my face. I was now starting to remember that. I think I was slightly conscious. I mostly remembered it being very painful. But I was too weak to do anything.
Ben slowly nodded at my question. He looked up and saw the tears. He seemed to be fighting a war inside of himself. Half of him looked like he wanted to comfort me but the other half was...well...maybe doubtful and almost scared and hurt. I guess he finally decided to keep his hands to himself. But I didn't want him to. I needed comfort. And the only person I was convinced could do that, was Ben.
At that realization I started to cry even harder. The force of my sobs racked through me so hard it hurt. I wasn't crying though of the physical pain. I was crying because of emotional pain. I knew at that instant, that people at Forks High all hated me. I had no freaking idea why. My only true friends were the Cullens and Bella.
I also knew that I was in love with a gorgeous, sweet, strong, helpful stalker person that I had known for only about an hour and a half and I was cheating on poor, poor Will.
The side that wanted to comfort me seemed to take over in Ben's mind. He scooted closer to me and gently slid me onto his cold lap. I wrapped my arms around his neck and sobbed into his shoulder. Ben didn't need any explanation to my total drama overtake. He seemed to know what was hurting me...
Ok, so here I have the seventh chapter. I'm so sorry it took so long for me to write. But with school and work and all I've been unnaturally busy. And no this is not the Ben from Breaking Dawn. I just love the name Ben so I used it for him. I love your guys' reviews so much!! Keep them coming!! LOVE YA!! and remember...REVIEW!!