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Last on silence-
Both of our heads whipped to Bella's phone at the sound of her ring tone. She moved to go get it and then answered it.
"Hello?" she asked.
Someone spoke on the other end.
"Oh, hi, grandma." She smiled and yawned.
She looked confused, and then looked at me oddly, "He's fine… no he isn't hurt."
Why was she telling her grandmother about me? Shouldn't her grandma be inquiring more about her?
More talking on the other end. "Uh," Bella said in reply. "he's actually very fine, don't worry."
Bella looked sad at her grandmother's obvious intent at calling for me. I was too.
I heard a short reply on the other end and the line went dead.
Currently on silence-
Betty P.O.V.
I had him now. Thank God for Charlie. If he'd never found me, I'd have been a failure in what I wanted. That poor boy never stood a chance at the Masens, and he's damn better off with me than those Cullens… they stuck him in that big house all alone.
It was idiotic.
But when I saw him on the news with that girl, her father helped me get back into the game.
I'd get him safe with me. That lonely four year old was still there.
B.P.O.V.
After that weird call from my grandma the night before, I was eager to get to school and have a distraction that I could work with…
I was kind of upset, sure, it would've been fine to ask how he was doing in passing, but to not even say anything regarding me hurt my feelings. She had changed. She wasn't the gram I'd known ten years ago.
I quickly cleared those thoughts that made me so obviously upset.
If I was being honest, I'd have to admit that I was happy that Edward had a little sister. I loved little kids and, I wouldn't ever admit this to Edward, but I wanted kids.
Edward didn't seem like the type of guy to want kids though- especially since he was only eighteen. He might never want them.
I did though, but I'd deal…
I decided to take it one step at a time though. We hadn't even gone out and I wanted kids?
Although I was still completely sore, I managed to get through first period and make my way to second. It had gotten a little bit better but I was still in pain.
I wanted to know what Victoria would find. I wanted her to find out why Edward's parents were talking about him, and, if they disowned him, why did they have to keep a file?
If they were so adamant that they disowned him… completely extricated him from their lives, why was it important to talk about him or keep a file?
And why would they keep their other child?
Was this about money? Earlier, Edward had said that it was about the inheritance, but that seems far fetched.
They could have given him up for adoption.
It was wrong, there just had to have been a different reason… there had to be a reason why Edward's parents didn't want him a part of their lives at all.
"Bella?" I heard Edward's voice.
My head whipped in his direction.
"You coming? School's over, love…" he said, looking worried.
Blinking, I looked at the clock. "Oh… I didn't realize…" I had lost track of time.
He smiled, but looked worried about my whole day of distracting thinking.
He took my hand and led me to the car.
Half way home, his phone rang. He picked up.
"Hello?"
He smiled when he heard the voice on the other end. "Hey, kiddo. How are you doing?"
I smiled, it amazed me… the bond they'd formed in less than a day. Anyone could just tell that he was attached to her.
"Hm… you don't say? And how do you like your new nanny?" he asked, referring to Victoria.
He smiled as she talked. "That's good, I'm glad she taught you how to play happy birthday on the piano."
I smiled and sighed.
BASBASBASBAS
"So… its tomorrow?" Edward said eagerly.
I still felt way sore.
"Edward… I'm still in pain, here. Maybe tomorrow."
He pouted. "But I was serious yesterday when I said that there wasn't only one type of sex…"
I narrowed my eyes suspiciously. "Like what… it'll all hurt." Wouldn't it?
He smiled evilly. "Not necessarily," he said, excitement in his eyes.
I let out a shaky breath. "Show me, then."
His eyes brightened and he licked his lips. Wordlessly, he gripped my sides and brought me closer to kiss him.
"It involves me more… telling you," he whispered against my lips.
My eyes widened and I blushed.
"Mm… do you know how much I want to fuck you right now?" he whispered in my ear.
God, him doing it was amazing, but his deep voice saying it was my undoing. I fidgeted, feeling myself get embarrassingly aroused by just his words.
He chuckled, his voice gravelly, "Mm… you're already turned on, aren't you, my dirty little-"
He was cut off by his phone again.
"Shit… please don't answer that or I'm not having sex with you again for a week."
He looked torn.
He was about to turn back to me but the caller ID said Victoria.
We groaned and he reluctantly picked it up. I huffed. I understood the urgency of this call but really? Now?
He put it on speaker.
"Mr. Cullen?" she asked.
"Yes?" he said, looking at me and biting his lip in longing as he stared at my fidgeting body.
She sighed. "Well, while the Masens were out at work today I did some snooping. I was looking in Mr. Masen's desk and what I found was rather… odd to say the least," she said.
A pause. She had his full attention- or most of it- now.
"Mr. Masen has a will," she said, sounding as confused as we felt. Why would that information be important?
Edward raised an eyebrow. "Doesn't any elderly man?" he asked, sounding angry at the reason she interrupted.
"Well… yes, but didn't you tell me that he had disowned you?" she asked, still sounding a bit confused. She ignored his rude tone.
"Yes," Edward said curtly.
"Well… you're in this will, Mr. Cullen," she said, the confusion in her voice beginning to make sense to us as we looked at each other in intrigued confusion.
His eyebrows scrunched together. "When is it dated? Ten years ago?" he asked, confused. Yeah, I guess that would make sense. If this was written when Edward was below the age of 8 then this has an easy explanation.
"Actually, its dated last year. And what confuses me is that if they disowned you for inheritance like you said they did, then why would they leave you a million dollars?" she asked, bewildered.
Edward's eyes widened. "I- uh… I – well… are you sure you read it right? Is there another Edward? They wouldn't leave me anything, let alone a million dollars…" his voice trailed off in disbelief.
She sighed again. "It's made out to Edward Cullen, Forks, Washington," she said mechanically.
Edward sat down. "That makes no sense," he said, almost to himself.
"I know. I found something else, as well," she said, almost reluctant.
Another pause.
"The Masens filed a restraining order against a woman named Sheila Ordellus for threats of kidnapping you," she said, now having a full excuse to be confused. What the hell? Why would anyone want to kidnap Edward?
I blinked. Edward was stunned into silence.
"That's all I have for right now but I'll call you later when I find out who this Sheila is," she said, determination lacing her tone.
"O-ok, I answered for him, considering he was so silent.
"Oh, goodbye as well, Ms. Swan," she added on.
He shut the phone.
"This doesn't make any sense," he said quickly.
I nodded. "Why would this Sheila person want to kidnap you? Why would you still be on their updated will?" I asked, bewildered as well.
I looked into Edward's eyes and saw something I'd feared from the beginning of all of this mess.
Fear. Edward was afraid and helpless.
Instead of saying anything, I crawled into his side and we drowned in the eerie silence together.
BASBASBASBAS
"Let's just skip," I said, practically begging by this point. I hadn't gotten any sleep and I wanted to make up for it today. He couldn't pull me out of this bed if he tried.
He sighed. "Babe, we have to get to school."
"No," I whined childishly. "Just stay in bed."
"Bella. Come on. You'll regret this later, we have a biology test," he said, insistent.
I pursed my lips and looked at his still empty eyes.
It hurt me, I loved the life I always saw in his eyes and I hated it when he was this upset.
Maybe… "I'm not sore anymore?" I said.
Sure, I was tired, but I'd take sex over school.
He frowned. "Liar."
Okay, maybe I was lying, but hey, two days after a six hour sex session? I'd be sore for a while.
His eyes still looked sad.
"You're turning down sex?" I asked, astonished.
He shrugged.
I looked down and frowned, he still had a major erection.
But I understood, why have sex if you aren't going to enjoy it…
And when a hyper sexual won't enjoy sex, there's something wrong.
BASBASBASBAS
So, after a reluctant day at school, we went home in silence.
Edward's phone rang. He put it on speaker.
"Eddie!" came a tiny and excited voice.
He couldn't contain the smile, the small smile, but still a smile at hearing his little sister.
"Hey, bug, what's up?" he said jovially.
They went on talking about her day.
It still amazed me how close they were after not ever seeing each other outside of a picture.
I felt a pang of jealousy. I'd always wanted a little sister.
"And then Vicky painted my nails and told me a scary story!"
Edward smiled again. "I'm glad you two are having so much fun," he said, looking relieved at the private investigative choice we'd made. It was a plus that Renesmee was happy.
"Yeah, it's a ton better when she's here! It's all lonely without her. Mommy and Daddy work too much." She sighed.
"Sounds like my childhood…" Edward said, musing.
I frowned, no one like Edward, or actually… just no one deserved that kind of lonely childhood.
She gasped happily. "I should come and live with you! Wouldn't that be so fun?" she said, sounding like she'd already planned out the whole thing.
Edward smiled sadly. "I don't think your parents would be too happy to find out I took their child away from them," he said, amusement coloring his tone now. I didn't think they'd be too happy either.
She huffed. "Then you should come and live with us," she said, stubbornly insisting on taking him away from me.
"I think they made it pretty clear to me that that isn't an option. Besides, we're happy where we are," he said, knowing it wasn't true.
She sighed. "Oh, Vicky says I have to get off the phone now. Bye, bye!" she said quickly.
"Bye-" She hung up before he could finish the goodbye.
He was silent, thinking about something.
He sighed. "I'm sorry I was so rude this morning, Bella. I wasn't rejecting you," he said, staring me in the eyes. I blushed, he always told me that after Wednesday's session. "I had a lot on my mind. If you want, we can when we get home," he offered.
I wrinkled my nose. "Pity sex? No thanks." I rolled my eyes.
He laughed, the first time in a while.
"It wouldn't be pity sex…" he said.
I rolled my eyes again. "Oh, goodness, you're right, it'd only be sex that you're giving me because you feel bad. Not the definition of pity sex at all."
He restrained a smile and pinched my side, but didn't resist my pity sex statement.
His phone rang again. "Hello? Oh, yeah, she worked out great, Carlisle. Thanks."
He sighed. "I just don't want you to worry about it…" he sighed again. "Just trust me on this one?"
He hung up.
"I almost feel bad, love… I haven't visited my mom and dad for a long while and mom's getting sad, sending me texts that say I love you." He frowned at the thought of making Rosalie this upset.
My smile got bigger. "Maybe you should go visit them, then. It might make you feel better?"
He shook his head. "Maybe when we have this whole thing figured out."
Silence filled the car.
"You know what, Bella?" he said, his voice suddenly happier.
"What?" I asked.
"Its settled, I'm taking you out tonight. Its time we had a first date, take our minds off of the tough things for a couple of hours."
I blinked. "Really? Where are we going?" I asked, excited to do something fun.
He smiled. "You don't get to know yet," he said, building the suspense.
I smiled. Despite all of the sadness around us, tonight would be a good night.
BASBASBASBAS
"Nuh uh. No thanks, Alice," I said, refusing the offensive clothing, or lack thereof.
She gasped in disbelief. "You're going on a date with a hyper sexual and aren't wearing lingerie? Bella, think!"
I blinked. "Al, he's your brother, doesn't it gross you out to think about him and sex?"
She huffed. "Adoptive brother."
My eyes widened. "Alice… you don't…"
She clicked her tongue. "No, I don't, but if he wasn't my brother…"
I blushed. "Alice. Change in subject," I said into the phone.
She huffed.
She wouldn't know it, but I saw her point and put on the underwear.
"Bella, it's your first date, heels are a must!" she insisted.
"We're probably going to the movies, no one wears heels to the movies. Besides, I'm uncoordinated. It just doesn't work," I said, suddenly insistent myself.
"Fine. Then wear the white lace flats with the blue skirt, white tank top, and tan belt.
I frowned. "What jacket?"
I could practically hear her eyes rolling. "Bella… you don't bring one. You get cold later and Edward gives you his. Simple system. Haven't you ever been on a first date?" she asked.
"Yeah, because I had time between my dad and Edward turning the school against me," I said.
"Good point…" she said.
As she coached me on the phone on how the hell I was supposed to do my makeup, I got dressed.
"Okay, I'm ready," I said over the phone.
"Oh, this is so cute! Bella going on her first date!" she said excitedly.
I rolled my eyes and blushed. "Shut up…"
"'Kay… call me when you get home. Oh, or not, I forgot that Edward was a hyper sexual. In that case, call me in the morning." She giggled.
My eyes widened. "But he's your brother!" I pointed out.
She snorted. "So? Just go on the date and get some. Not hard. Now go!"
I hung up the phone and smiled at my reflection in the mirror.
And then I realized that Alice was right. This was my first date ever. What would it be like?
I suddenly felt myself getting nervous.
I shook myself out of it and walked down the stairs where I saw Edward waiting patiently.
He smiled when he saw me.
He took my hand and kissed it. "You look beautiful."
I couldn't stop the smile that spread over my face.
"You don't look so bad yourself." I winked at him.
We were about to go out to his car when he paused.
"Don't you need a jacket?" he asked.
I blushed. "Uh, Alice told me not to bring one," I said, now fully regretting taking advice from Alice.
He rolled his eyes. "She's silly, and you're silly for listening. If the point was to wear mine, then I'll grab another one." He smiled and grabbed another one of his coats, draping it around my shoulder.
I smiled sheepishly at him and he opened the door. This would be the perfect night, I was so excited! I looked at Edward, but he caught me staring and I looked away to see…
I blinked when I saw my grandma standing in the doorway. She looked directly at Edward, smiling.
"How are you doing?" she asked him.
His eyebrows knit together in confusion and in obvious irritation at the distraction.
"Hi," I said. She ignored me. Why was my grandma so obsessed with Edward?
His phone rang. He ignored it, instead looking ahead of him.
I answered for him since he was so occupied with staring down my grandma.
"Mr. Cullen," she said, rushed. "Sheila is Betty. Betty Swan died years ago."
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I just got to say I'm starting drivers ed on the 24th and I'm psyched! Random, I know.
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