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And the angel speaks....

EPOV

I told Jessica, if Charlie called her, to say Bella had slept over her house. There was concern in Jessica's eyes when she saw Bella's body lying lifeless in my arms, but I didn't have time for this. I had to get Bella to Esme. Now.

So I brought Bella out to my car, strapping her in as good as I possible could, and ran to the driver's seat.

And I just sped all the way home. How could that fucking repulsive Newton have done this? And to Bella? He had fucking drugged her. He must have scored some of that date rape shit and made Bella one of his victims.

And I suddenly had the urge to drive back to the party and beat his fucking brains out. He had hurt Bella. My Bella. And there was no way I was ever going to forgive him.

But one look at Bella's lifeless and impossibly pale body told me I had to get to Esme right away.

As soon as I parked the car, I ran to the passenger's side and hastily undid Bella's seatbelt. I carried her to the front door and rang the doorbell.

Esme opened the door a couple of moments later and a look of shock crossed her face. But then she snapped out of it and became all professional.

"Edward, get Bella in here right now. Put her on the living room floor and go get my stuff from my room."

I did exactly what Esme told me, a little anxious to let Bella go, and ran back down the stairs with Esme's bag as I fast as I possibly could.

"She has a pulse, Edward. It's weak, but she's still breathing. What happened?"

"I don't know. I found her passed out on a bed at the party. She drank a lot, but I think Newton put some shit in her drink."

"What did Newton put in her drink Edward?"

"I don't know. I think it was roofies but I can't be sure. Will she be okay Esme?"

And I was fucking praying to God so hard in that moment, that Bella would just wake up and be okay.

"I don't know Edward. I don't know what's in her system. But I think she'll wake up eventually. Just put her on a bed and let her rest, that's all we can do."

I felt so fucking frustrated. It was like my dad in the hospital all over again. I couldn't fucking do a thing while Bella was unconscious, and possibly dying, in front of me.

So I gently picked Bella up, brought her to my room, and put her on the bed. I drew the covers over her, so she wouldn't be cold, and I laid down next to her.

I began pushing the curls back from her face, to see her pale features more clearly.

"You better fucking wake up Bella. I've missed you. And shit, I even did my Biology homework."

And I just snuggled in closer, willing her to heal, and eventually drifted off to my own sleep with Bella in my arms.

BPOV

I woke up to the sun shining bright in my face.

Woah, sun in Forks.

And, woah, sharp pain in my head. Major headache. Just one of the many consequences of drinking. Why the hell had I done that anyway? Oh yeah, Edward.

And then I remembered. I remembered the helpless feeling as Newton rubbed his filthy hands on my body and wanting him to stop. I remember wishing Edward would just show up.

So I shot up. Where the hell was I? and I realized, I was on a bed.

Oh no. Newton had hurt me. But wait, it wasn't the same bed. And I looked around some more and realized there was someone else on the bed.

Edward.

And although I had no idea where I was, no idea what had happened, an unexplainable sense of calm spread through my body.

Edward.

Had he found me?

He was snoring gently with his arm draped over my waist and so I slowly pried his arm off me and disentangled myself from him.

Had I been with Edward last night?

I didn't remember seeing him at the party and I was just so confused. So I decided to get up but I kinda lost my sense of equilibrium and fell right back onto the bed, waking Edward.

"What the hell?" Edward said groggily, with his eyes still closed.

And all I could manage was "Sorry?"

"Bella." He kinda said it to himself and gave this big smile still with his eyes closed, not yet fully awake.

Then he shot up too. "Bella! Shit, I'm so sorry. I fell asleep too but I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable and – "

"Edward. Stop. It's fine. Just tell me, what happened last night?"

"You mean after Mike Newton drugged you?"

"He did that?" And suddenly, it all made sense. Why I had been so tired, so dazed. And I was pissed. I would have to personally fuck him up myself. I was that mad.

And then I was scared. What had happened last night that I was having trouble remembering?

"Did he… did he… hurt me?" And the last two words barely escaped my lips because I was so scared I couldn't will myself to say them any louder.

"No. I busted open the door before he could do anything. You were completely unconscious, Bella. I brought you to Esme, so she could make sure you were okay."

"Oh. I'm so sorry Edward. I was just so stupid. I decided I would get drunk and –"

I was going to keep going but Edward just put his finger on my lips and said:

"Shhhhh. It's okay Bella. I'm not sorry. You said some things last night, in your sleep."

And I just blushed. Sleep talking was not something I liked people to know about, or ever actually hear.

"Bella, you said my name." And Edward just gave this big smile I couldn't help but smile back.

"And Bella, you also said you loved me."

And I just blushed even harder. So we weren't even dating and I loved him? And he knew. He probably didn't share the exact same feelings so I was pretty embarrassed by how extravagant and deep mine were in comparison to his, possibly non-existent, ones.

EPOV

Shit. Bella was right next to me, on my bed, and she had said she loved me. Yeah, it was in her sleep, but that didn't make it not true.

Shit. I had said I would stay away from her. I had justified last night because she was in danger.

But now, it was just my selfishness keeping her here. I wanted to tell her I loved her back. Fucking sing it out loud if that would make her happy, but I couldn't do it.

I still didn't feel like I deserved Bella, and if I told her I loved her, there was no way we would be able to move on.

So I decided I would let myself see her, because I was getting my act together for the better, but would save my declaration for when I knew I could never break her heart again. For when I was clean, sober, and the complete opposite of my father.

And then I realized I had a major splitting headache. And I just groaned. I realized she probably had a worse one because she had drank more than I had and I said:

"I bet you have a pretty bad headache now, huh?"

"Yeah," she said as she rubbed circles on her forehead.

"I know what will help."

And at that, I jumped up from the bed, helped Bella up, and led her down the stairs to the kitchen.

BPOV

Once we were in the kitchen, I asked Edward,

"And what would that be?"

And he just gave me his signature crooked smile, took my hand, brought me impossibly close, putting his hands on my hips and said simply,

"Waffles."

"I was expecting coffee, a cold shower, or something like that…"

"Nope, waffles. And syrup, of course" he said with a serious tone.

And I just laughed. Then I shut my mouth abruptly when I realized I probably had really bad morning breath.

And Edward just chuckled at my reaction. He turned around and started pulling out pans and baking mix.

So he was serious.

"Bella, you can sit down. I'll cook this time."

"I don't think so. You saved me, remember? The least I can do is make you breakfast."

And at that, Edward turned, with a completely serious expression on his face and said:

"No, Bella. You have it all backwards. You saved me. I just did you the favor of fucking Newton up a bit. Plus, someone has to call your dad to tell him you're okay. You call, saying you're at Jessica's, and I'll cook."

I would have protested, but he had a point, so I slipped my phone from my pocket and dialed home.

"Hello?"

"Hey, dad! Just calling to let you know I'm at Jessica's and we're making waffles!" And as I said that, I gave Edward a mischievous look.

"Yeah. She called me last night saying you were sleeping over. Well, have fun! I probably won't be home when you get here because I'm going fishing with Billy, if that's okay?"

"No problem dad. See you later, bye!"

"Bye."

Once Charlie hung up, I flipped the phone closed and stuck it back in my pocket. I then snuck up behind Edward and put my hands around his body and hugged him tightly.

I realized, in that moment, that his chest was impossibly hard. Like rock hard. I didn't know he worked out…

And Edward just turned, in my embrace, to face me, and brought his face down to meet mine and said:

"I bet my waffles are a hundred times better than Jessica's."

And with a crooked smile he just closed the gap between our faces and brought his lips to my cheek and kissed it.

I was a little disappointed, wishing he had gone for my lips. Until I realized, he wasn't finished quite yet.

He then kept kissing me in a trail from my left cheek to my lips, slightly grazing them, and kept following the trail to my other cheek.

But as he came back, for another pass of my lips, he stopped his lips there and began softly caressing my lips with his own.

And the kiss just kept growing, and growing, and growing. And I was about to part my mouth slightly open and try using my tongue when I heard someone clear their throat.

Edward, with his lips twisting upwards into a smile, slowly removed his lips from mine and looked up.

I slowly did the same, twisting my torso to see who had interrupted, but who else would it be? Of course it was Esme.

And I blushed. A lot. Because Edward's mom had saw me kissing him. Just a little embarrassing.

And Edward just chuckled at my blush.

"Bella, nice to see you again, how are you feeling?"

I couldn't help but smile, Esme was just so nice.

"Better. A little headache, but nothing I can't handle."

"Except for last night, are you having any trouble with your balance, coordination, or memory right now?"

"Not more than usual."

I threw Edward a look, and he just chuckled, he knew what I was talking about.

"Well then, good. I'm happy to see you're okay. Edward was really worried. I don't know what we're going to do about Mike Newton though. What he did was disturbing and illegal. I might just have to tell your father so some legal action can be taken."

As much as I hated to say no to Esme, Charlie just couldn't find out about this. Because then he would know that I had drank, and that I was with Edward Cullen. Or was I?

Was there even an Edward and me?

I know I hadn't just imagined the last half hour but I had no way of knowing Edward wasn't just going to get up and leave again. and if I let myself get too close, it would just hurt too much to ever let him go.

"No, Esme, that's alright. Charlie is a very… protective man. If he ever found out, he probably wouldn't follow the law. He would just go after Newton with no mercy. And he wouldn't leave his shot gun at home."

"Well, Bella, I'll let you decide. After all, you were the victim, so whatever you feel comfortable with."

"Thank you."

"And besides," Edward butted in, "I believe I thoroughly kicked his ass once. I'd be willing to do it again if he ever, got out of line."

And I just wacked Edward on the arm. Violence WAS NOT the answer. Okay, so I was a hypocrite. But I just couldn't stand to see Edward getting hurt.

"Esme," Edward said ignoring my abuse, "Would you like to join us for breakfast?"

"No thanks, Edward. I have an early shift at the hospital which I was just leaving for. But have fun! And get lots of rest, Bella."

"Thanks," I said timidly. And before I could say bye, she was out the door.

"Now where were we again?" Edward said.

"I don't know, but I think it was something like this – "

And I just began kissing Edward again, straight to the lips this time. Because I just would not accept anything else.

And I just deepened the kiss, by parting my lips ever so slightly and letting my tongue venture out into the unknown world of Edward Cullen's lips and mouth.

And we just kept going like that for a good twenty minutes until Edward finally straightened up and disentangled himself from me and said:

"Waffle time!"

And I just laughed.

Before you say no, waffles cure hangovers. In my world at least! Ha ha. Hope you enjoyed. Reviews are awesome!!!

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