The second chapter to the new story, I really hope you all enjoy it! The idea was just somethign simple and hopefully I can make something of it!
It took a moment before I could actually face him after the embarrassment. Why did I have to bleed like I was dying? I didn't stew over that long before I had to clean up my mess, ignoring Edward when he told me he could take care of it. I simply ignored him. I slipped on a pair of boy short's underwear and one of Edward's old graphic T-shirts, putting on a pad for the moment. Tampons looked like little deathly beings at the time. I did all this in front of Edward – because now there was no point in hiding any part of my body form him – while he cleaned the blood off of himself.
Once that part was out of the way I ripped off the gold sheets splattered with bloody prints and patterns, giving them to Edward as he handed me another set in dark blue. I slipped them on, and when I went over the far side, closest to the window, I noticed a little splatter on the carpet by the bed. I grunted.
"What's wrong?" Edward asked as he re-entered the room, inspecting my face with confused eyes.
"There's blood on the floor," I muttered glumly.
His mouth gaped. "On the white carpet?"
I nodded, gritting my teeth together in anger. Just my luck!
"Fuck," he cursed under his breath. "Well let's just go to bed and I'll clean it up in the morning. No, Bella, I'll do it. I feel bad, okay?" He stopped me as I tried to pass him through the door to get something and clean it up. He wrapped an arm around my waist and pulled me back to his bed. "Just sleep, okay?"
"No," I disagreed. "Its not your blood. Let me clean it up now." I gasped as he pushed me down on the soft new sheets. He laid down next to me, running his hand along my thigh.
"But its my fault. Just sleep, please." I glanced at the bright white orb in the night-time sky, hanging above the dark forms of trees.
"Fine," I muttered, rolling my eyes. I pulled the blankets up around my chin and Edward turned off the light before crawling in beside me, rubbing little circles on my bare thigh.
"I'm very sorry about tonight," he apologized in a small voice, the one sound in the room. "I really didn't want to hurt you, but I couldn't help the actual process."
I shrugged, tracing my index finger around his soft lips. "I'm just glad its done with. Tomorrow night, Edward, tomorrow night." I gently pat his cheek, and turned over so my back pressed to his chest. I snuggled closer in his body that melted into the form of mine. This definitely was not what I was planning for tonight; I was waiting for the night that would end all good nights. Naked and perfect, just like in the movies.
"I love you," I murmured, kissing his chin.
"Mmm, I love you, too." I felt his lips press to my hair.
Even though it was not all perfect and bliss, it was still overly comforting to know my barrier was broken and gone. We could have our fun tomorrow night at some point. Ugh, our parents would be home, I realized glumly. Well, nonetheless, we would find our alone time one way or another.
"Wake up, wake up, wake up!"
Nothing.
"Wake up!" Her shrill voice rang through my ears, loud and clear. I slowly cracked my eyes open to the dim light of the rising sun. What the fuck? "Wake up you guys! Its time to go out for breakfast!"
I rolled over, ending up throwing half my body over Edward's bare chest and snuggling my forehead into the crook of his neck. "Go away."
"No!" Alice whined, bouncing on the foot of the bed. "Its breakfast time with Rosalie and Emmett. Get up, you two lovebirds." She bounced harder on the bed, my body rubbing against Edward's, who still hadn't moved.
As I sat up, Alice beamed at me happily and suggestively. I rubbed my eyes and let out a large yawn, stretching out the sides of my mouth painfully. I could barely see her black spiked head with my blurry eyes. I knew exactly what her face was implying. I glanced down at Edward's half-asleep form, remembering our bad encounter last night.
"Baby, wake up." I tapped Edward's bare chest impatiently. "If I have to get up, so do you." My mouth formed another yawn.
He grunted, rolling over and his head landed in my nearly bare lap. I blushed lightly as I ran my fingers through his golden, silky hair.
"So..." Alice said idly, picking at the golden comforter. "What'd you do last night?" She pretended indifference with a flawless poker face, but I could see right through it.
The head in my lap immediately rose and more sifting before Edward was sitting beside me. He looked at his sister through narrow eyes.
"Why'd you say it like that?" he asked suspiciously and groggily. "With that little edge and tone?"
"Um..." She looked at me expectantly and I felt Edward's eyes on me too. Hey, it wasn't like it was my plan!
I sighed. "Alice planned to get everyone out of here so we could...so I could..." I drifted off embarrassedly, picking at the blanket on my lap and a blush coloring my cheeks.
"So you could pop the cherry," Alice clarified matter-of-factly, nodding her head.
"Yeah," I muttered.
"Ah, now that's interesting," Edward said, looking down at me. He kissed my cheek, trailing down my neck and running his hands up and down my arms. I watched Alice's face as it grew excited and bouncy. His leg wrapped over mine like he was about to straddle me, sliding a hand down my back and one cupping my left hip, gently massaging. Oh gosh, this was getting so good...so hot and wet.... "Alice you might want to get out of here," he suggested against the skin of my neck.
Alice pretended to gag. "Ew, I'm on it. But you guys did it! You finally had sex! I'm going to tell Jas...per..." She stopped. "No, never mind. But, uh, hurry up. Rose and Emmett are going to be here soon, like any minute." She left the room quickly, but not without giving me a wink, and closed the door.
Edward's lips came back to mine ad started in hot patterns, pressing his tongue around my mouth. I wrapped my arms around his neck as he moved us so he hovered over me, and my legs around his waist pulled half my body up. Are we really going to do this? I thought. Are we really going to have sex all the way?
"Are you...sure?" I mumbled in a pant when he started sucking on my neck hard.
"Depends," he said against my skin. "Do you?"
I thought about that. Did I? Hell yes! Instead of giving an answer I thrust my hips forward in response. He grunted back.
Edward's warm lips pressed against the skin of my neck softly until he reached my collarbone and nibbled. Sucking the skin of my neck made me moan into his hair and throw my head back. Yes, finally.
"Bellllaaaa!" someone shrieked distantly before the sounds of footsteps sounded out of the hall. Was that...Emmett? Oh God!
"Edward!" I squirmed underneath his body, but he didn't bug, only sucked harder. Can you say hickey!? "Before he comes in here..."
"Then the jokes will stop, baby," he murmured. "He can go away and shut up about you, then. It will be good for all of us."
For a moment I considered that as the steps came closer down the hall. Emmett would see Edward and I in bed? And he would accept that and leave me alone for once? Now, as good as it sounds, why didn't I believe it? He would probably make some kind of joke about me losing my virginity or whatever. So, why did it matter? My shirt fell to the floor and I quickly rolled over so I was straddling his waist. Might as well make the best of this as possible, after all. Edward watched me curiously as I ran my hands around his toned, beautiful chest and trailed my mouth along the tight planes. This would definitely be more fun then I'd thought.
As Edward's hands slid up the backs of my bare thighs...I thought I was going to die, as every intention of showing Emmett up left my body and I went for the prize. It was no secret I startled him when I pulled away my underwear, tossing the fabric away, and felt him hard through his sweatpants. Last night was a screw up and I had to make it better for Edward, to make it up to the man I loved.
Pushing down the rim of his pants further I trailed my lips from his collarbone to his hips, far enough that I was almost fully covered by the comforter, and I knew that would be show enough for little – ha ha, no pun intended, he's a big boy – Emmett. But the feel of his smooth skin and the friction of our bodies was too much to bear. His hands gripped the tops of my arms to pull me back to him, and he kissed me vigorously and fiercely, tracing around my lips with his warm tongue. Mmm...His lips moved to my neck as he flipped us over and I pushed off his pants to expose everything, so he copied me by pulling off the shirt. I took the moment to look into his eyes, the beautiful emerald eyes that showed both lust and love with some excitement. I should be ashamed for ever depriving poor Edward of sex – it was so wrong of me!
Just as Edward's hands stroked my sides as he worked further down, his nose and lips lightly skimming my flat stomach as well, I heard a click and knew Emmett was present.
"Oh my God!" he shouted, and as I glanced over I saw him cover his eyes. "Holy fuck, it burns!" he cried in agony. I laughed as he turned on his heel and tried to make a dash for the door. That would teach him! Once a virgin, always a virgin – please!
But as he ran for the door he forgot one thing: His close eyes. Square on the face, he slammed into the white doorframe and screamed out a "fuck", and I could see he fought tears. Always a tough little boy. But despite the fact he got what he deserved I immediately felt horrible. What pushed me to pull on my underwear and the T-shirt form last night was when I caught the glimpse of blood on the doorframe. As I rushed to cover my body, I could hear Edward grunting and dressing himself. He definitely was not impressed with having to stop so close because of Emmett.
"Oh my God, Emmett, are you okay?" I rushed over to him and knelt beside his horizontal body, watching in horror all the blood piling down the sides of his cheeks as he tried to cup the falling liquid with his hand. His eyes rolled into the back of his head slowly but not totally unconscious.
"So much for being funny, huh, Emmett?" Edward joked as he knelt to the other side, flashing my a huge smile. I returned it halfheartedly.
There was a gurgling sound from Emmett's mouth or nose, I wasn't sure. But it didn't sound healthy. Blood smeared the wood floor in tow puddles of chrisom.
"What do we do?" I asked Edward, I mean, he is the one that spends how long at the hospital with Carlisle?
Gently he grabbed Emmett's chin, tilting his head to different angels and inspecting the bloody damage. I didn't know how he could see through all the blood to determine some weird doctor conclusion that I would never understand. I knew Edward wanted to follow in Carlisle's doctor vocation, but I also knew he only had impressive knowledge in broken bones and such. Mostly the only thing Carlisle allowed him to observe upon.
"ER," he said simply. "He definitely broke his nose."
Ohh, that would totally suck. Anyway, thank you to everyone who was marked as favourites and alerts. I really appriciate it! Please review with your thoughts!
-Mickey