DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THE CHARACTERS FROM TWILIGHT. THEY ALL BELONG TO STEPHENIE MEYER.
EPOV
I woke up, lying next to Bella, her legs entangled in mine and I had never felt so content.
Here I was, lying in the embrace of my wife.
My naked wife at that.
Memories of the last few days flitted through my mind and I reasoned that they were the best of my entire life. Nothing would ever top those few days. I finally had the one woman I wanted. The one and only woman that I would love forever.
Turning on my side to face her, I brushed a few hairs out of her face and marvelled at how beautiful she was when she slept. I wrapped an arm around her waist and her head tucked itself underneath my chin. I smiled at the reaction I got from her when holding her close to me. It almost seemed as though she wanted to be as close to me as I did to her.
As I sighed and closed my eyes again, I felt her lips press against my collarbone gently. I looked down at her to see her smiling up at me. She brought herself up and pressed her lips to mine. I let out a slight yelp as she flipped me onto my back without breaking the kiss. I felt her giggle into my mouth as she deepened the kiss even more and slid her tongue into my mouth.
"Not tired yet?" I asked her, mumbling against her lips.
"Of you, Mr. Cullen? Never." She whispered, running her hands up and down my torso.
"Fair enough." I mumbled, and I turned the tables, flipping her over so that she was the one on her back. She giggled as she pressed kisses on my neck and chest. I ran my hands up her torso and brushed my fingers over her breasts gently. I felt her nipples stiffen underneath my touch and I smiled to myself, knowing exactly what it was she was after. And I wasn't about to complain.
I pressed kisses to her jaw and ran them down her throat, and latched my mouth onto her left breast, teasing the other one with my hand. I heard her gasp as I bit down gently on her incredibly stiff nipple and I smiled internally, knowing that was something she liked. I teased her nipple with my tongue and teeth, revelling in the sounds that she was making with each and every flick or nip.
Attaching my lips back onto hers I gently slid into her, not wanting to hurt her, and she bucked her hips into me, forcing me deeper within her. We quickly fell into a rhythm trying to drink in as much of each other as we possibly could. If last nights experience was sweet and full of love and passion this was fueled by need and want. Not that either of us were complaining, we were both fueling it.
I felt her muscles tightening around me as she reached her climax at the same moment I released into her. I slid out of her and we curled up in each others embrace, smiling at each other, peppering the other with tiny little kisses, that spoke volumes.
"Well, that's a way to wake up." She grinned at me and I smiled nodding.
"Can wake up that way everyday, if you want." I kissed her gently on the lips and I felt her grin.
"Is that a promise?" She asked, her eyes glinting.
"Only if you want it." I smirked at her and she pressed a kiss to my jaw, earning a moan from me. I heard her giggle and she knew that she had me beat.
"I definitely want it." She smiled pulling away from me. She slid out of the bed so fast that I didn't have time to catch her. But then again I wasn't really complaining. After all she was standing in front of me, completely naked, so there wasn't really much to make a fuss about. She blushed and started to cover herself up, but I sat up and stopped her.
"Don't." I told her, pressing kisses to her stomach and up the gentle hollow that lay in between her breasts. "You're beautiful. Don't cover yourself up."
She giggled and pressed her lips to mine before snaking out of my grasp again. I sat on the bed and pouted at her. She grabbed the two bathrobes that were in the en suite and threw one at me.
"Come on," She called, wrapping her robe around her and skipping out of the room.
I threw my robe on and tied it, before I climbed out of the bed, following her into the main living area of the suite.
"Now, do we order room service or do we go downstairs for breakfast?" She asked as I walked up behind her and pressed my lips to the back of her neck. "Okay, so I think I know your answer, so I think we should go downstairs for breakfast, because otherwise, we're never going to leave the room."
"And is that such a problem?" I asked her, blowing a gentle stream of air on the back of her neck, causing her to shiver.
"Well, I want to see the city." She turned around to face me and wrapped her arms around my neck. "I mean, you did grow up here. I want to see things, like your old school, where you used to live, your old hangouts and stuff like that."
"Really?" I raised my eyebrows at her. Personally, I would have preferred to stay in the room, but it seemed as though I wasn't going to get what I wanted today. She nodded and I had no choice but to oblige. "Fair enough."
I released her and she bounded back into the bedroom. I looked around the living area and saw that it could give my home a run for its money. No wonder that woman from yesterday was after this room as badly as she was.
I walked into the bedroom and heard the shower running in the en suite and I took the time to look out of the window at the city that I had left behind not even a year ago. Looking out over it, I realised that in some ways I had missed it, but in others I was glad to see the back of it. I had missed the buildings, the feel of the city. The feeling of being surrounded by such large structures. It unnerved a lot of people, but I had found it oddly comforting. In the beginning, I had been wary of the large expanse of Forks, but lately, I had come to love it. Especially a certain meadow that had crept its way to number one on my favourite places list.
No, it was the people in Chicago that bothered me. That was the one thing about Chicago that I hadn't missed. They had all known that there was something wrong with me. I didn't know if they knew exactly what was wrong but they knew I wasn't normal, and I hadn't been able to live in peace for a lot of my high school time here. I didn't really want to show Bella around, but I could tell that she was really excited about being in the city where I grew up.
And after all, facing my fears and my demons was a part of my therapy wasn't it.
Remembering that, I rummaged through one of my bags and found the small pot of medication that Alice had remembered to pack for me. I opened the pot and shook one out onto my hand. Replacing the lid, I put the pot back in the back and wandered back through into the kitchen aread of the suite. Pouring myself a glass of the water I swallowed the pill and drained the glass of water.
Walking back into the bedroom , I saw Bella standing there in a towel that barely covered…well, anything really and I smiled, wrapping my arms around her. I kissed the back of her neck before I walked into the bathroom and stepped in the shower myself.
I let the hot water run over my body as I washed myself clean, and let my muscles relax. I noted that Bella had already placed both of our shampoos, conditioners, and body washes in here, in preparation for our two week stay. I smiled at the thought as I grabbed my bodywash. I wasn't going to bother washing my hair as it didn't need washing as often as Bella's did.
After I had deemed myself clean enough I stepped out of the shower, dried myself and shaved quickly before I walked out into the bedroom to get dressed.
I sighed and made my way into the bedroom to see Bella standing there in a matching set of black lace panties and bra. I stood there and appraised my wife momentarily before she noticed I was there.
"It's not nice to stare you know." She said, smiling smugly as she picked up a brush and started to brush her hair out.
"I don't care." I stated walking over to her, wrapping my arms around her waist and burying my nose in her hair. "When you're wife is as perfect as mine is then I think you're allowed to stare."
She huffed and turned around to kiss me softly. "Okay, then, but I get to stare at you whenever I like."
"Deal." I nodded and she grinned at me.
"Come on, we need to get dressed." She pulled away from me and dug through her suitcase looking for something to wear.
In turn I opened my own suitcase and saw that Alice separated it out into casual daywear and eveningwear. Thankfully none of it was too formal so I didn't worry about us having to go anywhere that was too classy. I wasn't sure how we would fit in in a place like that. After all we were still just teenagers. Looking out the window, seeing that it was sunny outside, I pulled out a white button down shirt and some comfy looking jeans. Pairing that with some sneakers that Alice had packed – brand new ones of course – I was ready to go.
I turned to look at Bella and saw that she was wearing a light pink camisole, with a white shirt hanging open over the top. She was also wearing jeans and some brand-new looking sneakers that Alice must have put in there for her.
I looked between the two of us and chuckled. Bella looked at me confused so I gestured between the two of us and she giggled, blushing slightly. This was obviously part of Alice's plan. To get us to look the same. It was cute, but weird as well. I think she may have been thinking stepford-couple here. Sorry, Alice that wasn't going to happen.
We left the suite, walking into the same elevator at yesterday. I looked at Bella and she blushed again, remembering our little excursion in the elevator yesterday. I smiled and kissed her forehead gently as we descended to the main reception area of the hotel.
Making our way through the reception we walked over to the hotels resturant, to find that they were still serving breakfast. Something that made Bella and I smile widely at each other.
After we were seated, we sat there and stared at each other, you know, like they do in the movies. I know it seems corny and weird, but it felt right. There was no need for words, and being honest I think they would have spoiled the whole feeling of the moment.
We both ordered pancakes, the only difference was that Bella went for chocolate chip and I asked for blueberry. I was amazed that they would actually serve chocolate chip pancakes in a hotel like this, but then again, goes to show how much I know doesn't it.
Our drinks arrived first. Bella's coffee and my camomile tea. She smiled as she breathed in the aroma of her coffee and I couldn't help but grin.
"What?" She asked, indignantly.
"Nothing." I said innocently, drinking a mouthful of my tea. "Nothing at all."
"Are you laughing at me, Mr. Cullen?" She put her coffee down and leaned across the table slightly, giving me a very nice view down her top, if I do say so myself. From the look in her eye I had a feeling that she knew that as well. She was teasing me, and she knew it. Maybe that was why she had chosen to wear black underwear with a pink top and shirt. She was sneaky. She'd learned well.
"Not at all, Mrs. Cullen." I smiled at her and I saw her eyes light up as our food approached.
We ate in silence, catching each others' eye at random times and laughing. It felt like we were on our first date or something, not married. I liked it. Bella and I hadn't really been able to go through that stage in our relationship, and even though I wouldn't change anything that had happened – well, maybe one or two things – it would have been nice to be regular teenagers dating.
We stood up after we'd finished our meal, knowing that the price of it would be attached to the price of the hotel at the end of our trip.
We walked out of the hotel, hand in hand and stopped in the sunshine. Sunshine was almost as irregular in Chicago as it was in Forks and I was amazed that it was this bright.
"Where do you want to go?" I asked her and she thought for a moment, shielding her eyes from the sun with her hand as she looked up at me.
"I want to see your old school." She said softly, leaning her head on my shoulder. I nodded and hailed a cab, knowing that it would be too far of a walk for us to take.
We rode in silence, Bella leaning on my arm, sighing softly every few minutes. I could tell that she was as content as I was and I ran my hand through her hair gently. After a moment or two her eyes fluttered closed and she smiled at my touch. It seemed that every little thing this woman did, I fell in love with her even more than before.
I pay the cab driver when we approached the school and got out of the car, helping Bella out as she gazed at the school. I had to admit it was enormous.
"Wow." She whispered, taking in the sight. "This beats even my old school in Phoenix."
I smiled at her enthusiasm but I didn't really feel her sentiment towards the school. The two years that I had spent here were not the best years of my life and I didn't really want to revisit them.
"Is there any way for us to get inside?" She asked and I shook my head. The whole school was generally blocked off over the summer. Many people that I knew of had tried to get into the school over various summers but had failed.
"It's completely locked up and there's CCTV all over the place." I told her and I saw her face drop. She had really wanted to see the school, hadn't she? Why I had no idea. "Why so glum? It's just a school."
"I know, but it's a part of your past and I wanted to see it." She smiled up at me and I pressed my lips to hers.
"Come on, I've got something better to show you." I grabbed her hand and walked away from the school. I could hear her protesting and asking where it was that we were going, but I didn't tell her. We walked for a few blocks before I stopped and turned to face a moderately sized detached house.
"What are we doing here?" She asked, confused.
"This," I said, indicating the house. "Is where we Cullen's used to live." I looked down at her and I saw her face light up in a smile. "Come on." I walked up to the door and took the key out of my pocket.
Carlisle and Esme still owned the house and Carlisle had given me a key so that I could show it to Bella on our trip. He had somehow known that she would want to see it, and had told me to take her to the house.
I opened the door and gestured for her to go in. She did so with a smile on her face.
It seemed so strange being inside the house. It was familiar and yet foreign. I remembered everything that had happened in this house. I remembered the celebrations and parties, the fights and screaming matches that had occurred. This house held an abundance of memories for me, starting from when I first walked through the door, to that final morning after I had tried to end my own life.
"This place is incredible." I heard her whisper as she looked around, her eyes wide. "This was really your home when you lived in Chicago?" I nodded and smiled at her reaction. The house was big, not as big as our house in Forks, but when you take into account the space that was given in the city, it was still pretty big.
We walked through all the rooms and I told her which belonged to who. She wasn't surprised to see that the second largest room belonged to Alice. For such a little person she was really forceful when it came to things that she wanted.
When we got to my room she walked inside without hesitation. "This was your room?" She asked and I nodded. She gazed around and walked over to the window. I looked at the floor and saw that the stain from where I had bled on the carpet was still there. Just being in this room brought back some painful memories, but seeing Bella's reaction to my room caused those feelings to vanish almost instantly. "This view is incredible." She looked at me and I nodded, walking over to join her.
She hadn't noticed the view on the carpet and I really didn't want her to. We walked around the house once more, as she drank in every inch of it. I couldn't help but smile at her as she gazed around.
We walked outside and I locked up the house again, taking her hand in my own as we walked down the path and back onto the street.
"How come Carlisle and Esme never sold it?" She asked and I shook my head.
"I don't know." I told her truthfully. "They never told us why they didn't. Have to ask them when we get back." She nodded triumphantly.
We strolled down the street, arm in arm, laughing and joking. This was something that I'd never thought I'd have, especially in Chicago. Even though a lot of people would see that its my home, I had a lot of bad memories here. Memories that I needed to learn to put behind me. Along with something else I needed to put into the past, but that was something I needed to do on my own, and no matter how much Bella and I wanted her to be there with me, she just couldn't. I needed to be on my own for this particular task.
"Edward Masen?" I heard a voice call me.
I turned around to see a face that I hadn't seen in ten years.
So why did I have to see it now?
So,
who's Edward and Bella run into?
Have to read next chapter to
find out :P Cos I'm mean like that :D
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