Alriiight. So, I have a few people to thank for making my last few days before vacation pretty kick ass.
Caitlin, Gabby, Kristen, Liz, Jandco, Rose(my latin lady friend XD), Bridge Bridge(haha), CONCON!, Jennie, and all the rest of the wonderful ladies at Twilighted. Thank you for pushing me to keep updating. I had no idea this story would do as well as it is. THANK YOU FOR BELIVIN IN ME cues more than a feeling by Boston
And also all my wonderful readers. Thank you for taking the time to read this slightly eccentric story.
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Bella
I instinctively moaned into his mouth and wrapped myself closer to him, losing myself in his heated kisses. I felt him everywhere. Every touch that grazed against me sent sparks of wild fire streaming across my skin and ended in a giant blaze of heat in the lower center of my stomach, tightening my lower abdomen muscles and shooting an electric current straight down to my core. I heard the slight rustle of crinkling paper from the bouquet as I tied my arms around Edward's neck so I could pull myself closer, trying to seal any distance between our bodies. I felt him cock his head to the side, and he opened his mouth to further deepen our kisses.
I was in such a euphoric state that I had completely forgotten the past two minutes. The fact that I had acted like a stubborn child fled from my mind as did why I was even there in the first place. It held no meaning; I just needed Edward's mouth to stay on mine, moving in a slow, delicious rhythm and to continue to fill up the hole he had created in my chest the previous night.
I felt his hands travel down the curve of my ass slowly then gently cup me against him before he began to nudge my body upward, signaling for me to wrap my legs around his waist.
I froze.
Memories from last night came flooding through my clouded brain causing my heart to thrash wildly in my chest, killing any lust I had felt within the past two minutes.
I felt panic start to grip the inside of my stomach. No, no, no, no…
My senses became acutely sharper as the panic inside of me began to grow; my heart was swelling up into my throat, and I felt my palms become slippery with sweat. I dropped the bouquet I had clutched in my right hand.
I could hear the quiet rumbles that were eliciting from the back of his throat once he noticed my lips were no longer moving in time with his. I felt his tongue sweep against my lower lip, but I refused to open it. I felt a sudden wave of strength, and before I completely thought through what I was doing, I shoved Edward off of me. Hard.
He stumbled back in surprise, colliding with the towel rack behind him. I noticed that the shaving cream that had coated his left cheek had been completely wiped off his face and was now stuck in his hair in tiny white clumps. His hand reached out to touch my face, but I pushed it away.
"Bella..?"
I ignored him and immediately turned towards the door. Wait, how do I open it? How do you open a door? Oh shit. Oh god.
Fear replaced the panic. I needed to remember how to turn the damn knob before I was completely frozen in place. I needed to get away from Edward. I was mortified. How could I let my emotions get in the way like that? How could I drop my defenses so quickly?
No, I couldn't. I wouldn't. Edward was something from my past I needed to forget.
I felt Edward's fingers graze the tip of my left shoulder and felt the familiar spark of electricity the feel of his skin caused. I closed my eyes as a quick shiver ran down my spine and I finally wrenched the door open, successfully stubbing my toe in the process.
"Ow ow ow owowowowowow," I moaned loudly as I limp-ran out the bathroom. Only a few more feet until I was in the privacy of my own room…
But, of course, Ryan had to be standing directly in front of it, arms crossed in a 'don't even think about it' stance.
"Move, McArthur," I yelped as I bent down to massage my throbbing toe.
"No, not until you tell me what that hulk burst was all about." I felt his hand wrap around my forearm and he yanked me up gently so I was looking up into his concerned blue eyes.
They squinted slightly.
"Is that…" His hand brushed against my neck and brought it close to his face to examine the white, puffy substance. I groaned internally.
Nice, Bella. Way to brand yourself.
"Shaving cream?" Ryan finished as he wiped it against my tank top. Then, his face turned serious.
"..that is shaving cream, right…?" Ryan questioned as he backed away from me, a quizzical look covering his features.
I gave him a disbelieving look
"SINCE WHEN DOES SPERM EXPAND ONCE IT HITS AIR, RYAN?" I asked as I flung my arms up wildly. My pinky grazed his ear.
He shrugged. "I don't know, Edward could have some mutant super power that causes it to expand and turn into acid and …." He stopped himself abruptly. I was seeing red.
"Thank you for helping me deal with my pain. You're a peach," I snapped and pushed him out of the way so I could get into my room. I slammed the door behind me and slid down the smooth wood with my face buried in my hands. I could feel myself gasping wildly for air as a sharp pain shot through the center of my chest. I closed my eyes tightly and attempted to coax the pain away. It didn't seem to work, not to mention the fact that my head was pounding again.
Stupid. Stupid, stupid, stupid.
I should have known going in and seeing Edward would crumble my will. He took advantage of the situation, just like he always did. I was stupid for trying to convince myself there were no feelings when there obviously were.
Just not reciprocated in the way I would like.
I sighed heavily, basking in my self pity for a few more seconds. I looked around the chic hotel room. The walls were painted a light brown color, and the bed had a warm gold hue to it. This would be so nice if only…
I stopped myself. This wasn't like me to get worked up over some guy, I was stronger than this.
But, Edward isn't just some guy…
I stood up finally, ignoring the sway of my body from the dizziness. I marched over to my suitcase and picked up the bag and note from Alice.
Bella-
So you could show Edward exactly what he has been missing! Oh, and I bought you new underwear. You had stocked up on too many granny panties. Please stop buying your intimates at Walmart.
-Alice
I laughed slightly at the note before I chucked it over my shoulder and focused on the tiny silk bag. I looked inside of it and immediately saw the brown polka dots of the dress she had practically sewn onto my body. A real smile finally blessed my lips.
Let's show him.
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"Are you really sure that dress is safe, Bella? Five people have run into a pole because of it," Ryan asked, trying to hide the gruffness in his voice. He wasn't too happy with my outfit choice.
The dress was a lot more form fitting than I remembered it being. My boobs were practically on display because of the ribbon tied at the top center of the dress, and it had ribbon running along the bottom length of them. It was light and fun, so I could look cute and professional at the same time while trolling through interviews with different horror icons. I coupled the dress with my simple black heels.
"Ryan, it's fine," I pulled down on it slightly. It stopped mid thigh, and I wasn't exactly accustomed to the breeze it allowed. "Let's get the coffee and head on over."
Ryan and I were on our way to the convention minus Edward. Apparently, Ryan had cornered Edward while I was getting ready and threatened that if he came anywhere near me today, he'd be less then perfect with a broken nose. Edward settled for not going, but only if that was what I truly wanted. I chose the moment Edward had snarled that into Ryan's face to walk through the door to their room with my head held high and my brown locks framing my face which held the best smirk I could muster.
Ryan had Edward against the wall by the collar of his shirt. Their argument must have gotten somewhat physical because both were breathing heavier then normal. Ryan dropped his hand from Edward and ran it through his hair. Both their mouths dropped open and shared the same dazed expression. My smirk turned into an innocent smile attempting to ignore the feeling in the lower pit of my stomach. Were they fighting over me?
"I'm ready, Ryan," I purred, or at least tried to. I wasn't very good at making myself sound sexy, so I hoped it didn't come out like a wheeze. Ryan chewed on his lip as he took in my outfit for a few more seconds then walked over to the table to grab his messenger bag.
I saw Edward shift his pants slightly out the corner of my eye.
Mission accomplished.
After successfully getting the reaction I wanted out of Edward, I turned on my heel with Ryan close behind me. I felt his arm wrap around my waist protectively as we walked out the hotel lobby and down the street to coffee shop.
"I just don't appreciate the looks you're getting," he growled as he stared down a guy that had just walked past us. I tried to hide my smile by biting my bottom lip.
"If I didn't know any better, I'd say you sound like a jealous boyfriend, Ry," I teased and nudged his side lightly. He choked on his coffee he had been sipping and wiped his mouth.
"Yeah, well..." he trailed off as we finally walked into the building the convention was being held in.
Our conversation stopped there because once we walked inside, I felt an overwhelming giddiness envelope me in a warm, comforting blanket. I looked over to Ryan and noticed he had the same expression.
We had been waiting all year for this. This was the time where I truly loved the job I had. I got to meet all my heroes on numerous occasions while attending these, and I even got to pose with the Bruce Campbell, the B movie king all while working. I was getting paid to do this. It still blew my mind.
This is where I belonged.
Ryan and I walked further into the huge room where a large quantity of people were already moving around, taking in the sights of make up artists' displays and upcoming horror movies as they made their way through the tiny booths.
Ryan pulled on me gently so I would look up to him. He had a boyish smile playing on his lips.
"Horror nerd powers, ACTIVATE!" he bellowed, then pushed his fist against mine. I threw my head back and laughed as he ran off to find someone to interview.
I completely forgot about the drama from earlier and began my trek to find Rob Zombie.
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"So what's with all the hype behind your new upcoming movie, and why oh why won't you give little ole me inside information!" I playfully pouted as I poised my pen over my tiny notebook, ready to write down anything of importance. I was on a makeshift stage on the second floor of the building where the convention was being held. Rob Zombie was sitting across from me looking at me with a playful glint in his eye. He laughed and winked at me.
"I still haven't forgotten the pants situation from last year's convention," he teased before taking a long sip from his water bottle.
Laughs from our tiny audience followed, and I blushed slightly. I pointed the microphone back towards my mouth. I couldn't think of anything witty, so I asked my question again with a slight smirk. He smiled again and complied.
"What's a good movie when the audience will know the story before going into the movie to discover its actual contents? I always find it to be a good way to get people interested."
"And raise ticket sales," I added playfully. He laughed along, and we continued our interview for five more minutes.
Afterwards, I shook Rob's hand and walked off the stage after tripping over one of my heels. I tried my best to make it look like a cute little dance of excitement, but I doubted anyone believe it. I raked my hands through my hair and breathed in deeply to stop my heart from beating so erratically. I hated that I could be embarrassed so easily.
Once I finally got my heart under control, I started walking around to find Ryan. I kept subconsciously pulling on my dress in hopes of covering my legs.
"Would you stop that, you look like you've been trying to pull out a wedgie for 30 minutes," a warm voice murmured from behind me. I yelped and turned around quickly, crashing into Ryan's chest. He laughed and ruffled my hair slightly.
"Good job with your Zombie interview," he praised. I smiled and was about to retort when I was cut off by a loud whooping noise.
My eyebrows rose in curious arch and watched a very big, russet skinned man lumber past Ryan and me. My eyes widened.
"Jacob?"
The man turned around slowly, and I had to bite back a laugh. He had an alien attempting to burrow out of his stomach.
"J-Jacob?" I asked again, trying to hide the laughter that was threatening to bubble over.
Jacob's eyes brightened with realization and he walked over to us.
"BELLA! Wow, I haven't seen you since last year. You know I'm your biggest fan, right?" I was suddenly whisked into a bone crushing hug, and I silently prayed that whatever had that alien attached to his abdomen wouldn't stain my dress.
He finally let me go after Ryan cleared his throat. I smiled up at Jacob. He was at least five feet taller then I was, so he towered above me. I had met Jacob last year and had interviewed him as Alien's biggest fan. He was extremely good looking, what with his long dark hair and reddish-brown skin and breathtaking smile, but he was also a huge sci-fi nerd.
"Yeah, I remember you!" I laughed as I punched his arm playfully. His smile widened considerably.
"Wow…awesome…so, you look really good," Jacob said as he took a step closer to me, his eyes raking up and down my body slowly. His alien friend was down kissing my stomach with its tongue. I swallowed another smile.
"Well, thanks, Jacob. That's really sweet of you." I looked over to Ryan, and he had a hand over his mouth. I could tell he was laughing silently because his shoulders were shaking with the effort to hide it.
I backed away from Jacob a little and smiled up at him again.
"It was nice seeing you again, Jake." He smiled down at me and swooped me into another hug.
"You too, stay sexy!" he whispered in my ear lightly. I couldn't tell if he was joking or being serious so I bit my lip again in an effort to control the guffaws that were dying to pour out.
Once he set me back on the ground and walked away, I turned back towards Ryan. He was wearing a seductive smile.
"You are an exquisite woman; you are very rare," he rambled in a deep tone. "Your friends are envious of you, even if they say they aren't."
I stared at Ryan for beat then had laughter pour out of my mouth.
"Alright, Dmetri."
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After a few more hours of bonding with our fellow horror nerds, Ryan and I made our way back towards our hotel. We bid each other goodbye at our separate doors, and I watched him walk into his room. I smiled to myself as I balanced a hand on my door to take off my heels, then ran my keycard through the lock.
He really was a good friend.
As soon as I stumbled into my room, I wondered if I was in the wrong one.
The room was completely lit by tiny candles sprinkled everywhere, and there was light music playing in the background.
I felt my bottom lip poke out slightly as I walked deeper into the room and noticed there were rose petals covering the carpeted floor. I groaned as I slipped on a patch. A velvety chuckle shot out from the bed.
"Before you say anything, let me explain."