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Chapter 2: Morning After

Edward Cullen

My eyes opened wearily as I tried to take in my surroundings. I was in a decent size room with beige walls and dark wood furniture. But, I wasn't able to see much, because my head was pounding and my mouth felt as if it were full of cotton balls. I literally felt like shit. I looked around the room, my eyes finally finding the digital alarm clock that read seven AM. I groaned at the realization that I had to get out of bed, and fast. I never did the morning after talk with the women I slept with. I never felt compelled to.

I carefully lifted her arm that was draped across my stomach before slowly rolling up into a sitting position. I had to be careful for two reasons. One, I felt like I had the world's biggest hangover. And two, I didn't want to wake her. I was unable to stand up and ended up sitting on the edge of the bed, willing the room to stop spinning. Why had I had so much to drink?

After gaining the strength to move again, I slowly got up slipping on my boxers and pants. After I had buttoned my shirt, which I had found near the door, I took a final look at Bella. I think Bella was her name, my head was in too much pain to think properly. But, it didn't matter names were never that important.

I double checked I had everything that was mine before quietly making my way out of the house. I didn't look around, I never did. The less I knew the better. I simply grabbed my jacket from the leather couch before heading straight to my car. If I was lucky I would be able to grab a few more hours of sleep before I had to meet my brothers and my father for our Saturday basketball game.

Bella Swan

I groaned in pain the minute I opened my eyes. The brightness burned my eyes, and even the chirping of the birds outside felt like trumpets playing in my ears. I was definitely not having a good morning, and there didn't seem to be any room for improvement.

I slowly willed myself to sit up, but gasped the moment I realized I was naked. What had happened last night? I was in bed alone, but I had a feeling that had not been the case a few hours ago. I remembered going to the club with Angela, and meeting the gorgeous man at the bar. But everything past drink number four was fuzzy. Had I brought him home? Had I slept with him?

I shuddered at the realization of what I had no doubt done. I wasn't the type of girl that slept with strangers. I had only ever been with two men. My first had been Jacob, my best friend and first boyfriend. My second was Mike, my ex-husband. I didn't have a long list, and I didn't plan on adding to it. I believed sex was an expression of a couple's love. It was not something I took lightly.

I felt the tears welling up in my eyes as my actions began to sink in. I had behaved like a common whore. I had gotten drunk and had slept with a stranger. What did that make me?

I slowly made my way out of bed grabbing my favorite blue terry cloth robe. I was in desperate need of an aspirin. I made my way downstairs trying to figure out just what had led me to where I was now. Yet, the attempt was futile. All I remembered were vague snapshots of what had happened, and I didn't even know where Angela was.

I took the aspirin taking a seat by my counter. The entire ordeal bothered me greatly, and I had no idea what it all meant. The stranger, Edward, hadn't even stayed the night. Was I really that repulsive?

I knew I wasn't a supermodel. I didn't even consider myself pretty, but I always believed I was somewhat decent. But it was obvious I wasn't. Edward had probably woken up, and left the moment he had really seen me. I had probably disgusted him.

I grabbed the cordless phone after deciding to call my sister. I needed to make sure she was still in one piece, and hadn't just fallen off the face of the planet.

"Hello," I heard Angela mumble after a few rings.

"You're still alive," I replied causing her to groan in frustration.

"It's too early for you to be calling me. I haven't even had my coffee, yet." She added as I rolled my eyes. My sister drank more coffee than she drank water. She had always criticized me for not falling into the habit.

"I just wanted to make sure you were fine, and not in some ditch somewhere." I explained finding myself going into my maternal role. I sometimes felt as if Angela was my rebellious teenage daughter.

"I'm alive and well." She responded with a sigh. "How about you? I saw you leave with quite the hottie."

"Let's not go there." I answered pressing my forehead against the palm of my hand.

"I want details, Bells. Did you guys have sex?" She inquired as I heard her coffee maker start to brew.

"It's none of your business," I retorted, feeling even more ashamed with each passing minute. How many people had seen me leave with him?

"There's no shame in having a little fun, Bella. So, you slept with him. Big deal." She continued causing me to shake my head. We both had very differing views when it came to relationships and sex. Angela enjoyed experimenting, while I didn't.

"Whatever, Angela. That's the last time I'm going to a club. I'm glad you're alive and well." I finished before turning the phone off. I didn't need to praised for something I knew was wrong.

"I brought you hot chocolate and a croissant," I heard my perky best friend, Alice, announce the moment she walked into my house.

"Don't you ever knock?" I asked not bothering to move from my seat in the kitchen. She would find me eventually.

"Nope," She answered with a laugh appearing at the entrance to the kitchen.

"Good morning, Alice." I greeted as she studied me curiously.

"If I didn't know any better, I would say you had sex last night." She commented causing me to blush profusely and not answer her. "Bella?"

"I was drunk, and had no idea what I was doing," I defended myself looking away from her. I felt completely ashamed by my actions.

"You? drunk?" She inquired in disbelief.

"Angela dragged me to a club, and I met this guy." I began to explain after she had handed me my breakfast. "We had a few drinks, well a lot of drinks. And, the next thing I know I was waking up alone and naked in my bed."

"You went to a club without me?" Alice pouted before taking a sip of her coffee. "I don't know if I'll ever forgive you."

"It's not a big deal, Alice. The problem is that I slept with a stranger. I don't even remember one thing about him except his name." I added studying the counter top.

"Bella, we've all done stupid things. Having one fling is not a big deal." She assured me, rubbing my back. "It's something we've all done at one point or another."

"I'm almost thirty years old! Flings are expected at twenty, not thirty." I complained causing Alice to roll her eyes.

"Listen to me, Bella Swan. Thirty is not old. You know the saying: 'thirty is the new twenty.'" She pointed out.

"I'm not a bad person?" I question as Alice shook her head.

"You're the nicest, most caring, greatest person I know. You deserve a little fun, and that includes a fling or two." She added, giving me a hug. "Now come on, let's have a girls day at the spa."

"Alice, you know I can't afford a day at the spa." I said with a sigh. I wasn't much of a spa person, but I did enjoy the few times I had gone. I found that the entire experience relaxed me.

"It's taken care of." Alice insisted.

"You're not going to pay," I scowled angrily. She shrugged her shoulders, ignoring my expression.

"Too bad it's already taken care of." She replied with a laugh, taking my cup and throwing it away with hers.

"What do you mean?" I inquired.

"It means that I already booked and paid for a full day at the spa for both of us. You need to relax. You're starting a new job on Monday." She explained.

"You're too much, Alice." I said causing her to giggle.

"I know," She replied. "That's why I'm your best friend."

Edward Cullen

I had made sure to have an aspirin before I crashed into my bed, and had woken up feeling a lot better. I was running a bit late, but I honestly wasn't in a rush. But, I was starving. I picked up my favorite coffee and a power bagel as I drove towards the park. Basketball was a Cullen Men tradition. Every Saturday we all met up to play a friendly, or not so friendly, game of B-ball. I drove into the parking lot to find that my father and brothers had already arrived and were lazily sitting around waiting for me.

"Did you guys come here to play ball or sit around like a bunch of pansies?" I asked causing as Emmett throw the ball at me.

"You're the one who's late." Jasper said pointing at his watch.

"Unlike all of you I had a late night. I go out and have fun while you two are stuck at home with a ball and chain." I teased as I checked the ball towards Jasper.

"You're just jealous that you can't get a woman to stay with you for more than one night," Emmett retaliated with a chuckle.

"Are you that bad in bed?" Jasper continued leaving my father open to receive the pass and ultimately make the basket.

"I'm very skilled at everything I do," I added with a wink as I gave my father a high five preparing to cover Emmett.

"How can you know if they don't come back?" My father asked making me laugh. My father rather enjoyed joining in on our bantering.

"They come back, I usually don't give in. Very few women are worth repeating." I stated nonchalantly as Emmett caught the ball from Jasper.

"You obviously never met my Rose," He stated with a goofy grin. "She is definitely a lioness in the bedroom."

"I pity you all," I shrugged, stealing the ball and easily making a perfect basket.

"And why is that, Edward?" My father asked.

"You're forever stuck with the same woman. No matter how great that girl is, it has to get boring." I shuddered at the idea of ever just having one girl.

"There's more to life than sex," My father reminded me.

"Like what?" I inquired.

"Like companionship, friendship, and most importantly: love." Jasper jumped in.

"I used to think the same way," Carlisle reminisced.

"What happened?" I asked curiously. I couldn't imagine anybody wanting to give up this kind of life.

"I met your mother and fell in love." He answered simply.

"I think we're all turning soft," Emmett stated pretending to gag. "Enough of this girlie stuff, let's play."

When we finished playing about an hour later, I made my way to get my towel and bottle of water. "Are you coming for dinner tonight?" Emmett asked as we rested on the bleachers near the basketball court.

"It's Saturday," I reminded him as he rolled his eyes. He knew I went out every Saturday night.

"Dinner is at eight. Don't be late." He warned, getting up and heading towards his Jeep.

I stayed on the bleachers a long time after the three of them had left. I didn't see myself as a family man. I wasn't the type of guy who went antique shopping during the weekend and coached a soccer team. It wasn't my scene. I liked the challenge of chasing after women, and the ultimate thrill when I got them.

Was I missing something?

I pushed those thoughts away, settling instead on thoughts of the previous night. She was definitely beautiful in an under stated way. She had the perfect body and a very pretty smile. But, I couldn't remember much of our night together. I knew the sex had been great, but I couldn't remember why. The alcohol had definitely gotten the better of me.

I hated the fact that I couldn't replay the evening. It bothered me, because I was sure that it had been the best sex I had ever had. And I couldn't remember anything about it, but her face.

Why was it so damn annoying?

A/N: The response to this story has been amazing. I have received 159 reviews and all I can say is Thank You! I know Edward is not nice, but it's part of the story. Stick around to see what happens.

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