The Twilight Twenty-Five
Prompt: Alone
Pen name: ladyinblue6
Pairing: Canon and non-canon
Rating: M
My phone rang off the hook as I sped home. Edward tried phoning me twice and then Emmett and Alice both phoned after him. Then the texts came.
"Im sorry."
"U didnt break up w. me did u?"
"B hes so drunk. Jst let things calm down b4 u make any decisions."
"Doll if u need me, jst txt me. I'll come if u need me 2."
I shut off my phone with a sigh and then turned up the radio. It was the damn country station again. I had forgotten my iThing hookup and Rose took her CD with her to put in Garrett's vehicle because he was the one taking all of them home.
Obviously I was upset. Only days ago, I had come to the conclusion that I was falling for this guy. I didn't know something that I did three years ago would come back and bite me in the ass this hard. Sure, Edward had the right to be mildly disappointed that I didn't tell him that at one point in my life, I was far from pure, but there was no way in hell that should have happened. It was so beyond unfair. I should have broken up with the ass.
When I finally got home, I decided to turn my phone on again to at least tell Emmett, Alice, and Rose that I was okay.
There were a few more texts from random people.
"Did u and edward breakup?" from Mike.
"U ok, babe?" from Jasper.
"Jst makin sure ur ok," from Rose.
I snorted at this one: "Call me :)" from Garrett.
I quickly let Rosalie, Alice, Jasper, and Emmett know I was alright. I dismissed the other texts and then turned my phone off again.
Surprisingly, I fell asleep right away. I thought I would have spent the night pondering what I had done to deserve this.
For a second, before I fell asleep, I even considered phoning Jake and reaming him out. That asshat could go to hell for all I cared.
There were no reassuring dreams or realistic nightmares either. I felt very calm, yet totally scrambled on the inside. There was a war waging, but it was more of a Cold War than a World War Two. It felt like I was wound up and anything could make me snap.
I was just exhausted. I hadn't been home this early in a long time. Maybe I could take the weekend off to catch up on sleep, think about what the hell was going to do with Edward.
Breaking up with him seemed harsh but not bad enough at the same time. Edward got caught up in his emotions easily, especially when it came to anger. He said sorry already. He regretted it. But he still did it. He called me a slut and told me he didn't know why he'd even got with me. And it hurt. It hurt a lot. It was like a kick to a stomach and then a slap across the face. I hated that he could do that to me and I couldn't even make him flinch.
Someone shook my shoulders gently, causing me to tense and roll away.
"Go away, Dad," I mumbled. "I'm tired."
As soon as the weight changed on my mattress, I knew it was Edward and not my dad. He put his hand on my bare arm.
"Bella," he murmured. "Can you please look at me?"
I sighed. I didn't want to, but I turned anyway. I kept a safe distance between us. Edward looked like shit. He was probably feeling the hangover today.
"I'm so sorry," he apologized, looking me straight in the eyes. "You have to believe me when I say I didn't mean those things. I was just pissed that Black knew you and I got stupid drunk." He shook his head. "You don't deserve that kind of shit, Bella."
"S'okay," I assured him lamely. I was still hurt, but I could deal with it.
"Apparently Emmett heard the whole thing." He looked away. He wasn't very impressed with himself. "He told me what I said. If Emmett ever said that to Rosalie, I'd probably kick his ass. I freaked out over nothing. I'm sorry, Bella."
"I know," I breathed.
Edward ran his hand over my hair.
"You are the most beautiful girl I know," he said quietly. "The fact that you can look at me right now and let me be around you even after I was such a dick is amazing to me." He brushed his lips over my forehead. "You could do so much better than me and yet you're still here, putting up with all my bullshit."
I smiled before catching Edward's lips with my own for a quick kiss.
"Edward, forget about it," I told him. "Please. The past is the past."
He smiled briefly and closed his eyes, wrapping his arms around me and pulling me to his chest. He buried his face in my hair and kissed the top of my head. "What did I ever do to deserve you to be my girlfriend?"
"You acted like this," I whispered against his neck. My hands fisted themselves in his FHS t-shirt. "Was Charlie home when you got here?"
"No."
"Good."
I pulled away from Edward to kiss him on the lips, my tongue sliding between his surprised lips. He automatically responded enthusiastically and soon he rolled on top of me.
We made out for a while and discarded clothes here and there. Soon, Edward was only in his boxers and I was left in the spandex shorts I had been wearing under the sweats I wore to bed and my bra.
"You probably forgot condoms again, huh?" I said breathlessly as Edward's mouth moved down my chest and onto my stomach.
"Yes," he breathed against my ribs. "Sorry."
"I bought some." I reached into my night stand and pulled one out. "I can't stand going without you for this long."
Edward smiled against my stomach. "I'm glad I make you feel that way" – he kissed my pelvic bone – "but I think I owe you for last weekend."
He pulled down my shorts and I gasped as he blew on my heated core. No one had ever gone down on me. I never expected anyone to. Sucking someone's dick just didn't seem as intimate as someone going down on a girl.
I was pleasantly surprised when Edward began lapping at me, his tongue swirling across the heated, sensitive skin, his fingers grazing at my opening. It wasn't as quick, but it was intense and it felt amazing. I had to work for it, so I felt so much more satisfied when my insides finally clamped and recoiled giving me a nice orgasmic high to enjoy. To say it was mind-blowing would be an exaggeration, but to say I didn't like it would not be right at all.
Edward grinned after I came back down to earth. He crawled back up my body, his erection pressing into my skin, making me fire up once again.
He kissed me. "I'm guessing you enjoyed it."
I nodded with a lazy smile. "I did."
"That's the first time I've ever done that with a girl."
"That's the first time anyone's ever done that to me," I admitted. I ran my fingers through his hair. "Thank you."
"You're welcome," he breathed before kissing me again.
We discarded the rest of our clothing and Edward let me slip the condom on him. It took a second for me to adjust to him as he sank into me.
"God, I can't believe how tight you are," he groaned into my neck. His hands were gripping my thighs tightly as he moved within me, making my breath hitch.
We didn't rush. We took time to explore each other while we were connected. I realized that I was much more flexible than I thought. Edward pulled my legs up onto his shoulders, making him hit that sweet spot deep within my body.
When we were ready, we both let ourselves go; I came before Edward, who came seconds after I let go. It was simple and beautiful. I never felt so comfortable with anyone in my life. Edward and I fell asleep right after, our limbs tangled and our hands linked.
Things could only get better after this.
The description of Edward going down on Bella is just from stories shared amongst girls. Only one of my friends said she liked it, but she liked it because she had to work for it, and that made her appreciate it. Idk. I'm still…pure.
Love,
Mary
