EPOV
Bella and I straightened up the mess we made in my room and got dressed. I was in jeans and a Metallica t shirt – saw them live back in '04. It was the most bad ass concert I'd ever been too – and a plain black zip up hoodie. Bella put back on her pajama pants, which looked like plain black yoga pants, and her blue tank top, with no bra.
"You have the most perfect rack I have ever seen," I said to her. Bella's breasts were nice full Bs – they looked large on her small frame – and they were beautifully perky, making it easy for her to go out without a bra. If they were larger, I would have sworn they were fake.
"Why thank you kind sir. Unfortunately, judging by the temperature of the window, it is quite the chilly morning and I'm gonna be nippin by the time I get out there," Bella said with a sigh.
"Who says that's unfortunate?" I joked. Bella laughed at me and I threw her one of my older hoodies so that she wouldn't be cold. Bella examined the hoodie and looked at me with the strangest expression.
"You can't possibly expect me to wear this," She said turning it around so that I could see the print that was on front of it.
"What's wrong with it?" I asked. I knew exactly what she thought was wrong with it and was trying very hard to not laugh.
"This is a Chicago Bears hoodie," Bella said sounding shocked that I would ever expect her to wear such a thing, "I am a strict Sea Hawks fan. Anything else would be blasphemy." I burst out laughing at this. I couldn't help it.
"Are you serious? At least the Bears are a winning team. When was the last time anyone even heard of the Sea Hawks?"
"That is beside the point. I'm Washington born and raised. Sea Hawks all the way," She said and raised a fist in the air. I laughed at her gesture and she soon started laughing along with me.
"Ok, ok you can laugh all you want, but I'm still not wearing this," She said throwing the hoodie at me.
"Oh I do believe you are," I said, throwing the hoodie back at her. She held it up with her finger and thumb and looked at it as if it were a dead cat that had been half eaten by rats and had maggots falling out of its eyes.
"Why are you making me do this?" she asked me with a pitiful look on her face.
"Aww baby," I said and kissed her lips, "Because it amuses me," Bella's mouth dropped and she put on my Bears hoodie.
"Just be happy that this is very comfortable and smells just like you. Otherwise, I'd never wear it," Bella said. I rolled my eyes and kissed her again. I looked at the clock and saw that it was only 9.30 am. Still early.
"I'm going to go and get us coffee. Well I'm going to get some coffee and I'll bring you some tea," I corrected, remembering that Bella said that she only drank coffee when she really needed it.
"Thanks babe, but having only two hours of sleep I think coffee would be appropriate," she said with a smile. I nodded and I headed down stairs leaving Bella in the room. We both thought that after last night, it would be best for the Brat Pack to not know that she was here.
I made it to the kitchen to see all of them gathered around the table eating various breakfast foods.
"Hey Edward. We made eggs, bacon, toast, and coffee if you want anything," Jasper said, trying to make nice I guess. I nodded my head in response. I went over to the counter, grabbed the coffee pot that was still half full, and dumped out all the coffee.
"Dude! What the hell!" Emmett bellowed. I didn't pay any attention to what they were saying and I pulled out the chicory and a strong French roast coffee that I had brought from home out of the cabinet. I mixed 2 parts coffee and 1 part chicory into a filter and put it in the coffee maker. I cut it on and sat on the counter.
"What is that?" Alice asked pointing to the chicory canister.
"Chicory," I answered.
"Chicory?" Alice asked with a strange look on her face. I just nodded my head, choosing not to elaborate. I didn't like them and I wanted to make sure that they knew it.
"Edward. We're really sorry about what happened last night. You have to believe us," Alice said, pleading with her eyes for me to believe her.
"I'm not the one you need to be apologizing too," I said, looking at Emmett. Emmett lowered his head in shame as he remembered his actions the previous night.
"Well then call her over. We'll apologize to her face to face," Jasper said. He seemed strangely determined to apologize. I wondered about him. There was something that he wasn't saying.
Everyone seemed eager to express their regret to Bella, everyone except Rosalie. She actually seemed angry about the idea of Bella coming over, and that wasn't something I understood. I didn't want to dwell on it and instead took my phone out of my pocket and called Bella. She answered on the first ring.
"What's up baby? Did something happen? Did the Brat Pack say something to you? Am I going to have to beat a bitch?" Bella said, sounding angrier with every accusation she made. I chuckled and told her that it was nothing like that.
"No. I think you should come here. They actually have something they want to say to you."
"What the hell could they possibly have to say to me? I don't have anything to say to them."
"You don't have to Bell. I personally could care less if they said what they had to say to you because it's not going to change anything, but I thought that I'd give you the option of hearing them out." Bella sighed at the other end of the line.
"Ugh. No I'll be down in a minute." I smirked and told them that she'd be here soon. The coffee finished brewing and I put some milk on a double broiler and heard Bella come into the kitchen.
"Bella? How'd you get in here? How'd you get here so fast?" Rosalie asked Bella with her eyes narrowed. Bella walked over to me and wrapped her arms around my waist. I smirked as I saw that she was in fact, wearing my Bears hoodie.
"Oh I got here very early. I had to help Edward… rearrange some furniture," Bella said with a wicked smirk on her face that alerted everyone to what she meant by 'rearranging furniture.' I chuckled at the faces everyone made which were a mix of shock, confusion, and on the guy's faces, awe. I couldn't blame them for that one. Bella was hot, but that didn't mean I wanted people, especially people I didn't like, ogling her.
"Just say what you have to say," I said shortly and took the milk off the boiler. I mixed the coffee, milk, and sugar – making sure to put some extra sugar in Bella's coffee – and handed Bella a cup.
"Hey this is good babe. What'd you put in it?" Bella asked after taking a sip.
"Chicory," I told her.
"Chicory? Isn't that a southern thing?" Bella asked me, taking another sip of the coffee.
"It's a Louisiana thing. It's where my mom was from." Bella nodded her head and kept drinking.
"Well it's good. Nice and strong. This should help keep me up," I smiled at her and started drinking my own coffee. Bella looked around the room and I could tell that she was annoyed at the stares we were getting at our normal conversation. People were so used to Bella and I being closed off and a little hostile that seeing us being open with each other must've surprised them.
"Ok so I'm down here. What do you want?" Bella said sharply. Her tone snapped our speculators out of their trances and they finally spoke up.
"We wanted to apologize for last night. We have no room to judge you and it was wrong of us. We don't know what you've been through and we weren't in that room with you. We shouldn't have made assumptions," Alice said, the first one to actually speak.
"Damn right," Bella said under her breath allowing only me to hear what she'd just said. It was silent for a few more moments before Emmett jumped up and hugged Bella.
"Bella I am so sorry for what I said last night. I didn't mean for you to hear it and I'm absolutely ashamed that I said it. I had no idea what really happened, and I feel so awful for listening to what everybody said. I'm so sorry Bella. Please please please forgive me," He begged Bella, picking her up as he squeezed her harder.
"Emmett, what the fuck are you doing? Put her down!" I ordered. He put her down and backed away from her. Bella was breathing hard, and her knuckles were white from holding on to the coffee mug so hard. I took the mug from her hand and placed it on the counter behind us. She looked around the room, staring everyone down before turning her glare on me.
"You fucking told them?" She yelled at me. My eyes widened as I realized what Bella must be thinking. She probably thought that I deliberately told them everything about her and that she couldn't trust me anymore. I feared that once she felt that she couldn't trust me, I'd lose the only thing I'd ever had in my life. She must've seen the fear in my eyes because her face immediately softened.
"I didn't tell them anything Bells," I told her.
"He's telling the truth. He didn't tell us. He was just coming to your defense and told us to think harder about what we saw," Alice said. Bella leaned into me and wrapped her arms around me.
"We didn't know Bella," Emmett said. He looked absolutely miserable as he said this. It was strange seeing such a big guy look so pathetic, and I briefly wondered if that was how I looked after my dad would hit me. I shuddered at the thought. Bella looked at me curiously, but I just shook my head at her.
"Yes we did Em," Jasper said suddenly. When he said that, Bella shot him an evil glare. I had never seen Bella look so hostile, not that I could blame her. I was wondering what the fuck Jasper meant. Did they know what James was doing in that room with Bella? And if so, why the fuck didn't they help her? And why the fuck isn't any of them sticking up for Bella when all of those pricks at school are jumping on her ass.
"What the fuck does that mean?" Bella said, enunciating each word. Jasper wasn't looking at her until she said that, when he did look at her he had the most pathetic look on his face.
"When you walked out of that room, I didn't see shame or guilt. You looked depressed, broken, but you had a look of determination on your face. You didn't look like a girl who'd just slept with her best friend's boyfriend; you looked like a girl who'd put up with crap for the last time." Bella's eyes were hard and her jaw was set. She looked absolutely pissed.
"Jasper's right. It was all there; we just didn't wanna believe that something so awful could happen in our house, under our roof," Alice said. She looked like she wanted to cry. Bella, however, didn't soften her look like she did with me. It actually seemed like she was clenching her jaw; trying desperately not to yell or scream at them.
"I don't believe she got raped," Rosalie spoke up. I felt my eyes narrow at her, and Bella's nails dig into my arm.
"What do you mean Rose? Why would she lie about something like that?" Emmett asked.
"I don't know why she'd lie. Maybe she just didn't want her loser boyfriend to think she really was a whore," Rosalie answered. I could tell Bella wanted to step up to her, not because Rosalie called her a whore, but because she called me a loser.
"Seriously guys, look at her," Rosalie continued when everyone had their perplexed and frustrated looks were directed at her, "Bella supposedly got raped in May and not even 5 months later she's having sex with a guy she barely knows. Girls who get raped are distant and jumpy. Bella's not a victim. Bella's just a slut."
Bella pushed herself off the counter and walked over to Rosalie. She kneeled down in front of her with a murderous look on her face. It was a look that was almost as scary as the look she had on her face when she almost punched out Lauren. I knew what was going to happen and before I had a chance to stop it I heard the loud smack of Bella's hand coming in contact hard with Rosalie's face. Rose had both her hands cradling her left cheek and was looking at Bella with an almost defeated look in her eyes, like she knew that she deserved the slap in the face she just got. I was surprised that no one went to her rescue, but I guess they knew that Rosalie was wrong as well.
"Don't make assumptions about my life bitch. You don't know shit about me," Bella stood back up, grabbed my hand and pulled me upstairs.
"Don't forget the coffee. That is really fucking good coffee," Bella said.
Jasper POV
I wanted to defend my cousin. I really, really did, but what she said was totally out of line.
"Really Rose? Emmett and I are trying to get Edward to trust us. You are NOT helping the situation. Right now the only person Edward trusts is Bella, and if Bella doesn't trust us then Edward most certainly won't," Alice sneered at Rose. It was the only time I had ever heard Alice angry, and it surprised me. At the same time, though, we all knew how badly Alice was trying to get to know Edward.
"What makes you think that?" Rose asked, trying to play dumb.
"Because Edward LOVES Bella. If Emmett didn't trust someone, how likely are you to trust that person?" Alice asked, still shooting a glare at Rose.
"Come on Alice. You know what happened to my sister. Rape victims don't just bounce back like that!" Rose exclaimed, trying desperately to defend herself.
"Rosalie," I started, looking at her, "Bella hasn't bounced back. She's completely different from the Bella we've seen all these years. Everyone handles things differently. Bella isn't Aislynn. She isn't going to react like Aislynn," Rose looked at me with tearful eyes.
"Rose, it's awful what happened to Ash, but there is a huge difference between Aislynn and Bella. Ash couldn't get passed what happened to her. Bella wouldn't allow herself to stay a victim," I finished. Rosalie collapsed in a fit of tears and I ran over to comfort my cousin.
Edward POV
Bella was lying on my couch by the window staring at the ceiling, silently fuming. I tried talking to her but she just held up her hand. Her silent way of telling me she needed to think. I began to wonder if she regretted sleeping with me, if she regretted our relationship. During her silent fuming, I was silently freaking out. I heard movement and lifted my head. I found Bella, sitting up and staring at me. She walked over to me and sat in my lap.
"I love you," She said to me.
"I love you too," I replied. Bella shook her head at me, unzipped my hoodie and took it off of me.
"No. Edward I really am irrevocably in love with you," She said as she removed shirt. She put her hand over my scar and gently caressed it before ducking her head down and placing a warm, gentle kiss on it. I felt the girlish urge to cry at the love I felt radiating from her, a love I hadn't felt since my mom took her life, but I suppressed it.
"You have become a part of me and I don't regret a single moment with you, but if you don't feel the same way. If you want to end this…" I cut her off with a desperate kiss.
"God Bella. You don't even know how much I love you. You can't feel it when I kiss you? When I touch you? When I look at you?" I asked her. Pleading with my eyes for her to believe me, "Nothing and no one is going to take you away from me or me from you. You've become a part of me too and Rose and everybody else can shove a big one up their ass." Bella chuckled at my words and looked down. I put a finger under her chin and gently raised her head so that I could look at her beautiful face.
"I love you Bella."
I lightly brushed my lips against hers; loving the sensation that it brought me. I felt her shiver under my touch as I caressed her sides and feathered kisses around her mouth. I felt the need to be gentle. I wasn't sure why I felt that way, but it just seemed wrong to be rough with her in this moment.
I picked her up and carried her over to my bed, which I had neglected to make this morning because I knew Bella and I would just end up back in here sooner or later, and laid her gently on it. I caressed her soft, smooth cheek and kissed her forehead before removing my hoodie from her body. Her tank top soon followed and we were both naked from the waist up, enjoying the feeling of our skin against one another's.
I felt Bella's small hand trace down my spine before grabbing hold of the top of my jeans and tugging at them. I removed myself from Bella's body and took off my jeans. Once my jeans and boxers were thrown somewhere in the room, I slowly removed Bella's pants, making sure my fingers stayed in contact with her body the entire time. I moved my hands back up to her knees and gently spread them apart, kissing her inner thigh on each leg before lightly biting her hip. Bella wasn't making any noises aside from light gasps and gentle moans. I kissed and licked around her navel, and continued my journey up her body. I was exploring her sensitive collar bone when Bella pulled my head up so that we were nose to nose and she placed a delicate kiss on my mouth. It was one of the few delicate kisses we shared, and like the others I could feel it throughout my entire body.
I put my hand between her legs and rubbed slow circles on her clit as I guided myself into her. Bella let out a gasp and arched her back as I filled her.
In that moment I never pictured anything could be so beautiful.
Bella's hair fanned our around her as her head lolled from side to side as I slowly, but deeply, thrust into her. Our bodies remained in contact, moving against each other, maintaining our friction.
I felt Bella's body begin to shake and her mouth dropped as she gasped and released silent screams through the intensity of her orgasm.
I released inside of her before resting the rest of my weight on her. I placed a few kisses around her jaw and neck before rolling off of her.
After a few moments of silence, I heard Bella speak.
"What the fuck did we just do?" She whispered
"I think… I think we just made love," I replied. We were silent again. Bella put her head on my shoulder and rested her arm around my torso. I put my arm around my shoulder and kissed her hair.
"I used to find that phrase icky… Make love," Bella giggled.
"I did too," I chuckled.
"I still kinda do… can we not say it again? Like, we can know what it is, just not call it that. I feel like it should be used for middle aged women and pervy old men."
"Don't worry love, the phrase makes me cringe as well," I said. We continued to make idle conversation, laughing with each other, exchanging touches and stealing kisses.
Bella and I were naked and instead of fucking each other silly, we were enjoying each other's company. We were in the middle of a slow make out when there was a knock at the door.
A/N Sorry this chapter was so long to write and wasn't all that good. I had a better version of this chapter but it got deleted and I had to try and remember this entire thing and it was just annoying and frustrating and I wanted to kill my computer GAH!
Anyhoo, review people! You know I love them =]
No SoundTrack for this chapter… but maybe if I listened to some music it would've been easier to recover this chapter -_-
