A/n: Ohhh, cannot resist writing today. It was this or the Sauna; and I really, really cannot be bothered to walk to the sauna.
Enjoy!!
By the way…Oooohh, burn, nobody guessed the friend right! Ahaha. So close though, some of you…
Ner, ner, ner, ner nerrrr!!!
Gosh, I'm SO immature today.
Disclaimer: Twilight is not mine in any way, shape, or form.
Should I start putting warnings here or something: SMEX. MUCH SMEX. OKAI?
Mmm. Don't read if you don't like sexy time, and language. And Edward, not wearing much….drool….
Chapter 11
Edward POV
Perhaps it was wrong of me, but I was more upset at being pulled away from Bella, than I was at the death of an old school friend.
An old school friend who liked nothing more than to get me into heaps of trouble; oh, and the guy who helped me get my awful reputation off the ground. I'd been cursing him since Bella came back into my life, and began to work with me at the shop - maybe Karma had finally caught up with him.
People might think I'm disrespectful, but they didn't know the guy.
James Chase had been the most dangerous kid on the block since he was old enough to beat off the previous bullies that ruled the streets of Seattle. His little gang had presided over the city domain since he was fourteen years old.
The gang they'd had to beat off to pronounce themselves king of the Seattle streets was Volterra; Aro, Marcus, and Caius. Three thirty year old men, who'd never been seen since. They'd had their asses totally busted by James and his buddies; who quickly became pretty famous. In high school, James had made a name for himself as the 'tracker', because of his perfected gift of being able to track down the easiest lay around.
He'd been one of my few friends in high school; but even then I'd known he was dangerous.
He was a drop out, so I didn't see much of him, but when I did, I was always landed right in the shit. Alice always told me I was lucky I was so fast on my feet; or I'd have ended up in a cell. This was true, even with my speed I was lucky not to get caught.
I got hooked up with James because he was one of the few people who would talk to me when I first arrived. The school I attended was small, and the people stuck up. The majority of them had lived in the area a long while, and all knew each other - they didn't know me. Back then, I was the geeky kid that nobody wanted to be associated with.
Save for James.
James, Victoria, and Laurent.
At the time, I'd needed them. And now it looked like payback time had come. I'd not spoken with any of them since I'd come back from college the last time. He'd just married Victoria; and was cheating on her twenty four, seven. She was doing the same thing right back; mostly with Laurent. She tried to get me, but I was never into that shit. I wouldn't touch anyone who was involved.
I didn't want to be involved with them, any of them, in any way. Having the reputation of a womanizer was bad enough - I wasn't going to slap a 'gang member' onto the end of that. Edward 'Womanizing Gang Member' Cullen - Bella never would have come near me.
Trust them to be the ones to interrupt Bella and I. I wondered what Victoria was doing calling me of all people anyway.
I pulled up outside a block of flats, and made my way up to the top floor, nodding to the several people I passed.
I didn't bother to knock on the door, I just let myself in: they'd never had any shame.
"Eddie!" A voice screeched when I walked in and shut the door behind me. I found myself pushed backwards as a redhead flung herself into my arms. I took the time to notice her wide grin, and her tearless eyes; despite the fact that she'd sounded like she was sobbing down the phone.
"Oh Eddie!" She cried, before I could say anything. "I'm so upset! I'm so glad you've come to comfort me."
Her voice began to get suggestive, and I felt nauseous. She had got to be kidding me. I unlocked her arms from around her neck, and pushed her away as she began rubbing her chest against my own. I'd never felt less hard in my life. And that was surprising, considering I'd never been harder than I was earlier that morning, in bed with Bella.
"Please, Eddie!" she cried out to me, as if us sleeping together was a common occurrence. She batted her spider-leg eyelashes at me, and I fought a grimace. She was a catlike woman, with nice features, and a gorgeous figure. Which, I noticed, was dressed in extravagant underwear, and a white dressing gown that hung open at the front.
"No, Victoria. What did you need help with?" I asked her; desperate to get down to business, then get out.
Her eyes widened, and filled with water. Her lips stayed pursed though, which told me that Victoria was faking. I knew her well enough to know that when the waterworks came on for real, her bottom lip trembled like an earthquake. James made jokes about it when we were younger.
"I just…I just wanted….wanted some company!" She pretended to sob, reaching up and wiping her eyes with the back of her hand, which stayed suspiciously dry.
"Not that sort of company, Victoria", I told her firmly. Her husband had just died, and I had Bella Swan, love of my life, possibly waiting in bed for me. I'd never been less interested in a woman before.
She looked like she was going to try another tactic, so I turned on my heel and walked away, slamming the door behind me. I raced to get downstairs. Victoria was fast, and there was no way I was going to let her catch me. I legged it into my Volvo, and sped away from the flat.
I would change my number later, just in case I didn't want to get guilted into visiting her again.
I sped as fast as I could back towards me house, and Bella. On the way, I quickly phoned my brother, and asked him to go help out at the shop. He agreed, since he was currently bored, with absolutely nothing to do; and I was two staff members down.
I'd give him some free porn for his time.
Hell, he'd probably just take it.
I made it back home in record time, and heard my tyres squeal on the road as I stopped. I rushed inside as fast as my legs could carry me, and took the stairs three at a time. Then I slowly edged back into my bedroom as I saw a lump in the bed. My heart leapt - Bella had stayed.
Granted, she'd probably just fallen back to sleep as soon as I'd left, and hadn't yet had the chance to panic and run like the wind; because I am a well known fuck and run guy, however, the fact that she was there was enough to make me happy for the rest of eternity…maybe.
I began to walk towards the bed when I felt my foot land on something. I reached down and picked up a tiny little purse, with little Forever Friends designs all over it (I recognised them only because I grew up with Alice). The cuteness made me grin. I walked over and placed it on the beside table, and stood next to the bed to watch Bella sleep.
I was now Bella Swan's official stalker.
I lent down to press a chaste kiss against her forehead, which was peeking out from below the cover, grinned to myself, and walked back downstairs; with a newfound determination to show off my breakfast making skills.
I just wished I had breakfast making skills.
A/n: Teehee. Well, well, well, well, well. REVIEW?!?!?! Please?! It makes me happy?
