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Missing Piece of the Puzzle

Chapter 3: My Little Drug Addict

B.P.O.V.

I am currently sitting on a sidewalk outside the movie theater with Emmett on my left and Jasper on my right. All three of us had our chins rested against our fists. How could Emmett get kicked out of a movie theater?

I met Emmett and Jasper yesterday after I had dinner with Edward.

Flashback (After Bella ate dinner at Edward's house)

I just finished loading Edward's dish-washer as I heard a buzzer. "Ed, it's us." I heard a booming voice say from the speaker.

"Come in." Edward called out as he finished cleaning the table.

I was sitting on top of Edward's amazing counter. He had guests over and probably didn't want me to be seen. I was looking at some scars I had one my upper arm. Thank God Edward's t-shirt covered up my cuts. I haven't told Edward about my cutting yet. He'll freak out, make me stop, and eventually call me 'emo'. Hey, he already calls me 'home-girl' and 'gangsta''.

"Bella." I quickly pulled down on the short sleeve and walked to Edward's living room.

There were two other people standing behind Edward. One was tall, muscular, big, built; overall a very scary guy. But then I noticed he had a smile on his face that looked like an eight year old who was about to get a cookie before dinner. Then, I realized he was Emmett, Edward's friend.

The other guy was tall, built and muscular, too, but no where near as Emmett. He was more like Edward. The guy had blue, blazing eyes and wavy, honey blonde hair that reached them. His smile could brighten up anybody's mood. And I knew that was Jasper.

I slowly walked up to Edward and gave a shy. "Hi."

Edward gave me a small smile for encouragement and came closer. "Bella, I'd like you to meet my friends, Emmett and Jasper." He gestured his right hand to Emmett and the to Jasper.

I smiled at Emmett and put my hand out for him to shake. But instead, he grabbed my hand to bring me closer to him and lifted me up in the air.

Emmett held me out arm-lengthed and gave me a huge smile. "Hi Bella!" He pulled me close to his chest and I began to lose air quickly.

"Emmett." I heard a calm voice say. Even though the voice was calm, the tone was mad. "Put her down before she goes unconscious!" My eyes were getting harder and harder to open. Jasper was right, I was losing consciousness.

I felt the wind blow in my hair as Emmett laughed. He sat me down and I sucked in a big amount of air. "Nice to meet you, too." I said and turned to Jasper.

Jasper gave me an amused smile and nice a hug that didn't involve lifting me up 10 feet. We pulled away and he looked over my clothes.

For the first time since I left the kitchen, I realized I was in Edward's underwear. My cheeks burned and the guys laughed. "It's okay." Jasper smiled. "It's really nice to finally meet you Bella."

I smiled back. "And it's nice to finally meet the both of you."

"Edward talks very highly about you." Jasper commented.

"Yhea," Emmett added. "It's always 'Bella this' or 'Bella that' or 'I love Bell- oof!" Emmett was cut off by clutching his stomach. "What was that for?" He breathlessly asked Jasper, the person who nudged him.

Jasper gave him a wide-eyed look then smiled back at me. "You have to excuse Emmett. He gets a little nervous when meeting new people."

"No I don't." Emmett gave Jasper a confused look.

Jasper tightened his lips and looked back at Emmett. "Yes, you do."

Emmett looked at Jasper for, I don't know, 5 minutes, and then gasped. "Oh! She doesn't know Edward likes her."

Jasper slapped his own forehead and Edward grew tense next to me. "What did you say?" I asked Emmett.

Did he just say Edward likes me? Yes! This is amazing! Edward actually likes me, ugly, broke Bella! I felt a bright smile on my face.

Emmett was about to answer but Edward cut him off. "He meant that you're my favorite patient." Edward said in a rush.

Gosh Bella, Edward is never going to like or love you the way you like and love him Get over it. I felt myself frown.

There was an uncomfortable silence. "Anyway…I was wondering if you wanted to hang out with us tomorrow night." Jasper was smiling hopefully at me.

"Sure, are you coming?" I was trying to hide my enthusiasm as I asked Edward.

He shook his head and gave me a sad smile. "I have homework, but you should still go." Edward smiled at his friends. "I think you guys could get along great."

Emmett put a finger on his chin. "What should we do?" He was looking up at the ceiling as he was considering his choices.

I was a little upset Edward wasn't coming with us, but I've heard so many stories about Jasper and Emmett that I couldn't help but feel a spark of excitement.

"We could go bowling." I suggested. I loved bowling when I was little, and I am pretty good at it. It's the only sport I have a good reason for falling so much. I swear those stupid slippery floors hate me.

Jasper cringed at my opinion. "What? Don't you like bowling?" My voice was full of sincere curiosity.

Jasper took a deep breath. "I used to, but the night I went bowling with Emmett and Edward changed everything."

Edward had never told me about that story. "Why? What happened when you went bowling with Emmett and Edward?" I gave Edward a questioning look as I saw amusement consume his face.

"Well," Jasper exhaled a breath. "You know how you have to throw your arm back before you let go of the bowling ball?" I nodded. "It was Emmett's turn and I was keeping score. So, I was watching Emmett from behind him; not the best idea. When he swung his arm back, he didn't have a good grip on the ball so the bowling ball flew off his hands and hit me….uh….where the sun don't shine."

Realization hit me as hard as the bowling ball must've hit Jasper that night.

I sucked in a sharp breath while Emmett and Edward started laughing. Poor Jasper just stood there, horrified at the memory.

"Besides," Emmett started to calm down. "I got banned from every bowling ally in town."

I felt my eyebrows tie together. "Why did you get banned?"

"I might have ran down the alley and crashed into the bowling pins." Emmett started shifting in his feet with embarrassment.

"Okay," I tried thinking of something else. "How about we go miniature golfing?"

It was Edward's turn to wince. "What now?" I asked impatiently. I didn't mean to sound cold, but they turned down every idea I have. Edward has been so nice and carrying towards me. I can't be any more thankful for Emmett and Jasper wanting to hang out with me. They are the nicest people I've ever met and I haven't even known them for three minutes.

"Umm, Jasper, can you explain what happened?" Edward shyly asked Jasper. "Talking about it brings back the pain."

Jasper gave Edward a sympathetic smile and turned to me. "The guys and I decided to go miniature golfing about" He paused to think. "Three months ago and it was Emmett's turn to put. When Emmett made this huge back swing – which I don't really get, because it was miniature golf –" Jasper gave Emmett a 'you idiot' look and continued. "So when Emmett was making his dramatic back swing, the club flew out of his hands and hit Eddie under the belt."

"Besides," Emmett shrugged with his hands in his front pockets. "I got banned from the Miniature Golf place, too."

"How?" How can a grown man get kicked out of a bowling alley and from miniature golfing?

"Let's just say," He looked down at his feet. "I ended up with one night in jail, my clothes were soaking wet and I was wearing a bra."

I scrunched up my nose and faced Emmett. "Thank God I'm a girl or else I would regret hanging out with you guys."

Emmett gave me a small smile. "Your cooler than Edward says, but seriously," He glanced at Jasper, then back at me. "what are we going to do?"

"Movies?" I looked back Emmett and Jasper.

"No pain, there's nothing for Emmett to hit me with, there's no chance of me getting hurt……sounds good to me." Jasper smiled. "You in Em?"

"Yhea, I'm game. What movie do you want to see Bella?" Emmett gave me a big grin.

"Umm…" I stuttered. "I don't know; can we check tomorrow's newspaper and see the movie times?" I really don't know if there are any good movies are out. There is only one T.V. in my house and Charlie is always watching in.

"Sounds great." Jasper nodded and checked his watch. "Wow, Emmett, they're about to close the dorms, we should head back."

Emmett and Jasper gave me an apologetic smile and hugged me. "We'll pick you up around seven thirty?" Emmett asked me as he opened the door.

I nodded. "Okay, it was nice to meet you." I beamed a warm smile.

"You too." Jasper returned the smile and closed the door behind him.

"Is it okay if they spend the night here Sunday?" Edward asked as he got off the couch and walked in front of me.

"Of course; this is your place, not mine. You're free to invite whoever you want." I assured him.

"I'll see if I can get the mud off your clothes by then." He rubbed my shoulder and I got that nice feeling again. I don't know what it is, but it's something I've never felt before.

Edward walked to the kitchen and I was about to follow, but I looked down and checked how his boxers fit me. I saw one, of the many, scares was showing. I gasped and pulled down on the shorts. I learned that people are stupid when they cut their wrists. It's easier to hide your cuts when they're on your upper arm and thighs. Cutting seems to be the only way to deal with everything. Well, that and talking to Edward.

My dreams and scars are the only things I'm keeping away from him, though.

I checked my left shoulder and noticed the cut I had given myself in the shower right now was bleeding. I quickly rushed to the first floor bathroom and went looking for a band-aid. I didn't have time to admire his beautiful sink and shower, because the bleeding was increasing.

I felt like I've been in the bathroom for fifteen minutes when I heard a soft knock on the door. "Bella," Edward's tone was filled with concern. "Are you alright in there?"

I cleaned up some blood with toilet paper and rushed to the door. "Yes, I umm" Curse my bad lying skills. "My stomach didn't go well with the dinner, sorry." I looked at his feet and felt my blush come along.

Edward sighed heavily and lifted my chin with a finger. "I'm sorry; I guess I rushed the meal. I'm also sorry I can't come with you tomorrow with Jasper and Emmett."

E.P.O.V. (Still in flashback)

"I'm sorry; I guess I rushed the meal. I'm also sorry I can't come with you tomorrow with Jasper and Emmett." I looked down at Bella.

I wish I didn't have to lie to her, but I don't know how my parents will take it if they find out I let one of my female patients I'm attracted to stay the weekend with me. They know I'm not supposed to be in any kind of relationships with my patients. (Especially if I have a crush on one of them and letting them stay with me for a few days.)

"It's fine." Bella gave me a radiating smile.

"You should go to bed." Guilt started to wash over me for not telling her the truth.

She nodded and walked up the stairs. I thought I saw blood in the trash can when I turned off the bathroom lights, but I guess I was just as tired as Bella.

I turned off the lights in the kitchen and took off my shirt as I headed up the stairs. My bedroom was dark so I turned the lights on. I was about to take off my jeans when I heard a loud gasp. I slowly turned around to face my bed and saw a red-faced Bella under the covers.

I quickly pulled up my zipper and buttoned my pants. "S-sorry, I was just, I umm…." Bella was slowly taking off the covers. "I'll go sleep in the guest bedroom. I'm sorry, I guess I forgot."

Forgetting I was shirtless, I ran to her as she headed out the door. "No, no, stay here. I'll just get my pajamas and sleep in the guest bedroom." I tried to get her to stay. My bed was much more comfortable than the guest bed. And right now, that's what Bella needs, comfort.

Twenty minutes and several arguments later, I finally convinced Bella to use my bed when ever she stays over. I know this weekend wasn't going to be her last time here. I forgot how stubborn she was. Man, that girl could be a lawyer; if only those bad influences of gang prostitutes would let her get better grades.

End of Bella and Edward's flashbacks

B.P.O.V. (Present- when Bella is with Jasper and Emmett at the movies)

How Emmett got us kicked out of the movies, I don't know. But somehow, he managed.

"So what do we do now?" I asked in a bored tone.

Jasper and Emmett were the one of the coolest guys anyone could ever meet, the three of us instantly connected. I felt as if I've known them forever.

"It's almost nine; I guess we could show you our dorm." Jasper suggested.

Edward wasn't able to remove the mud from my old clothes and I was saving the ones from Wal-Mart for school, so I was wearing Edward's smallest shirt and his old basketball shorts.

"Yhea lets go." I got up and walked to Emmett's silver Jeep.

Em lifted me up and started the monster. "So, my little drug addict," Emmett said in a conversational tone. He had given me that nickname when I told him I wasn't on drugs. He believes me, but just loves to tease me (he calls Edward Sex Ed and Jasper Goldie Locks). "Let's call Eddie and see if everything is going okay with his studying."

"Okay," Emmett called the attention from the conversation Jasper and I were having. He hung up the phone and placed both hands on the wheel. "Edward says we can take you home now, Bella. That alright?" He looked at me from the corner of his eye.

"Yup." I said with a pop.

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"Are you sure you don't want any?" Edward tried offering me some spaghetti he had. The guys dropped me off a couple of minutes ago.

"Yes, Emmett got enough popcorn to fill the whole theater." I patted my full stomach.

He chuckled and put the leftovers away. "Go up and get ready for bed, tomorrow should be an interesting day with the guys here."

I gave him a hug and went up to the stairs to his bathroom.

I changed into the pajama's that were claimed mine for whenever I stayed here. I have to admit it; I knew I was going to need a place to stay if Charlie keeps acting up. I grabbed my razor blade and swiftly moved it over my right inner thigh. I hissed at the horrible flame that went through my first layer of skin. Lucky, the bleeding was only a minimum and I didn't get any blood on Edward's sheets.

"Bella." I threw the covers over my legs and hid the razor under the pillow. Edward walked in with his shorts and a black t-shirt he used for bed. "Did you get to know the Em and Jazz better?" He asked me as he sat down at the edge of his bed

I laughed and told him everything that happened - from Emmett playing a five year-old at the arcade, to getting a new nickname.

"Hey, I'm the only one who gets to give you nicknames." Edward teased.

"Are you sure about that….Sex Ed?" My lips were twitching.

Edward laughed and walked over to me. "I never liked that name. Not even in high school."

We said our good nights and hugged. I think I finally know the feeling Edward gives me with his simple gestures, comfort. Something nobody has every given me. Not Renee, not Charlie, not the gang, only Edward.

I cleaned the blade and placed it in the pocket of my hoodie Edward gave me yesterday and fell asleep.

Next Day

"I don't think your reading the directions right." Edward told me as he looked over the baking intrusions.

"I've baked cakes before." My voice held a bit of annoyance.

I smiled and put the bag of flour next to him on the island that was built in the middle of his gigantic kitchen. "I don't think we need that much flour, but we at least need a couple of cups worth."

Edward put the box down and looked at me. "Fine," He sighed. "But do you have some chef abilities I don't know about?" Edward smirked.

"No," I laughed and poured some flour into a cup. "I'm a girl; I know how to bake something as simple as a cake."

"Well, I'm a guy." He stated the obvious. "I can only make a mess." Edward chuckled.

I felt the light bulb turn on in my head. I knew I would have to clean up, but we both needed a little fun in our weekend.

"Oh really?" I smiled innocently as I held the cup of flour behind my back. "Only guys can make a mess?"

Edward heard my teasing voice and smiled. "If there's one thing guys are better at then girls, it's making a mess." He lifted his chin with pride.

I took as step closer to him and threw the white substance over his penny-colored hair. "Girls can beat guys at anything." I whispered in his ear as he sat in shock.

I stepped away and he recovered. Edward felt the flour in his hair and stuck his hand in the bag of flour.

"Is that so?" He tossed the handful of flour at my face.

Edward was trying to control his laughter as I rubbed the flour out of my eyes. "Anything guys can do, girls can do better." I grabbed the bag and threw it over his smirking face.

Edward coughed and waved his hand in the air to shoo away the flour floating above. "Oh, you've done it this time, home-girl." He grabbed another bag of flour from under the island and tore it open.

"What are you going to do?" I asked in a shaky voice as I stepped away from the island and rested against his stainless-steel stove.

"You'll see in just a second." Edward was cornering me with a grin on his beautiful, now white, lips.

"Please, please, I'm sorry." I squealed. "I promise to never do it again." I pleaded as he was inches away from me.

"Fine." Edward sighed and looked down.

He backed down so fast; I have more power than I thought. "Really?" It was unbelievable.

"No." He lifted his face and dumped the entire bag of flour on me.

I gasped and screamed. "That's it!" I grabbed the bag from his hands and threw the remainings it at his face.

He was laughing at me, but when the flour went into his mouth, he started to cough again. "You know what this means." Edward backed away and grabbed, yet another, bag of flour. He turned to look at me and yelled. "Flour fight!"

I was screaming and squealing as he chased me around the kitchen with a bag of flour.

15 minutes later.

"That was fun." I commented as I dusted some flour off my shoulder. Of course I still had flour all over me, but getting a little off of me won't hurt.

"It was. Hey did you hear the door?" He asked me as he threw away the last bag of flour. I believe we used five bags in total.

"Yhea, I thought I did a little while ago." I jumped off the counter and went into to his living room, only to see Emmett and Jasper arguing in 'whisper talk'.

Emmett lifted his head and noticed me. He smacked Jasper's arm and smiled at me. "Hey my little drug addict. Having fun?"

I looked over at Edward, who was done cleaning the kitchen, and back at myself. "Yup, I guess I had a good time." I laughed.

Jasper chuckled. "Sorry we didn't knock; I guess you guys were having too much fun to hear us. The door was unlocked so we let ourselves in, that alright?" He looked behind me; I suppose Edward was standing there.

"Yhea, of course." As I guessed, Edward was behind me. He walked over and locked the door correctly.

"We brought our sleeping bags!" Emmett chimed like a five year old who just got a new puppy. "And some movies." He held out a couple of movies like they were a prize at a game show.

"Which ones?" I went over to join Emmett on the couch.

"Cool ones." He said as I took away the DVD's from his hands and looked through them. "Emmett, these are action movies." My excited mood just went to boring mood.

"No shit, Sherlock." Em rolled his eyes.

"Language." Edward warned him. I don't get it. I'm almost eight-teen, almost an adult, I think I'm able to say a few cuss words if I want.

Emmett rolled his eyes again and took the movies away from me. "You can take a shower while we watch the first one." I smiled and went over to Jasper.

He stood up and hugged me tight. "May I ask why you guys were throwing flour at each other?" I giggled, something I rarely do, and looked over at Edward.

"Edward was being sexist." My voice sounded like a whining baby.

Emmett threw his head back and snorted. "How?"

I jabbed my finger at Edward's smirking face by the television. "He said guys could make a bigger mess than girls."

Jasper laughed and grabbed a strand of my white hair. "You've obviously shattered that theory."

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"Look at that! Oh! Oh! Eww! Yhea! Check out the blood!" Emmett was filled with enthusiasm as he cheered on the movie.

I, on the other hand, thought it was very amusing. I mean, the blood looked like ketchup, the special affects looked lame and when the fights scenes would come on, the punches and kicks looked so wrong. The actors would pretend to hit someone, but you couldn't hear the smack until five seconds later.

"Why are you smiling? They just took his guts out." Edward whispered in my ear. He was on my right side, Jasper on my left, and a very happy Emmett on the floor in front of the couch.

"It's ridiculous how they make this seem so unrealistic." I turned to face him, but his face was only centimeters from mine.

My eyes widened and my cheeks flushed with the sudden closeness. Edward chuckled and sat up straight. He casually put his arm over the couch, almost as if his arm was over my shoulders.

Once again, I blushed at the sudden contact and Jasper seemed to notice. "What?" I mouthed to him.

Jasper shook his head and mouthed back. "Nothing." But the smile on his face didn't look like nothing and I know he wasn't smiling because they took the guys guts out and fed them to the dog. I shrugged and got over it. It's probably nothing.

"Well that was a good movie." Emmett got up and stretched as the end credits came on.

Jasper stood up and followed his lead. "Yhea, entertaining."

"Really amusing." I nodded and stretched, causing the bones on my back to pop. Edward laughed as Emmett and Jasper gave me a questioning look.

"What?" I asked innocently.

"How was it funny?" Emmett asked in amazement.

"Oh, nothing." My smile was interrupted by a huge yawn.

"I think we should all go to bed." Edward said as he bent down and placed the DVD in its case.

We all agreed and told each other good night. As I entered Edward's room, I heard Emmett talk to Edward when they headed to the guest room. "Ed, why is she staying in your room? Did the drug addict kick you out?" Em's laugh boomed through the hallway, followed by a loud smack. I rolled my eyes and jumped on Edward's bed.

Why does Edward have so many pillows? I asked myself as I cuddled up next to one.

I woke up shivering and shaking. I was gasping for air as I shot up from the pillow. It was just a dream. It was Just. A. Dream. No matter how many times I told myself that, the fear never left my body as it shook furiously.

This is that part I hated. After I awake from a nightmare, the shock and fear remains. I usually just try to think back on my day to feel better, but even the flour fight didn't help.

I had the worst dream.

I got my blade from my jacket and carefully cut through a thin layer of skin from my left thigh. I hissed at the flame-like feeling and cleaned the blade. I inspected the new cut and it didn't seem that bad. There was only one way to help me sleep, and I knew it. But I'm too scared.

What if he laughs? What if he doesn't let me? What if he thinks I'm some stupid kid?

Only one way to find out.

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I went in without knocking and saw Emmett and Jasper in their sleeping bags while Edward was one the bed. The bed wasn't nearly as big as his, but it looked nice.

Trying not to step on the guys, I quietly tried to get to Edward. I was half way there when I stepped in something big and hard. I used my hands to muffle my scream of agony. I looked down and saw that I just stepped on a digital camera. The camera was next to Emmett so I just placed it back next to him.

Limping, I finally made my way to Edward. He looked too peaceful and I was scared to wake him up.

"Edward." I lightly shook his arm. "Edward, Edward."

He slowly opened his gorgeous eyes and rubbed them. "Bella?" He asked, sleepily. "What's wrong?" He must have noticed me shaking from my horrible nightmare.

"I had a bad dream." I sounded like a little girl, but I didn't care at the moment. "Can I sleep with you?" I immediately felt the blood boil up to my cheeks, possibly staining them.

I don't think that came out right. 'Can I sleep with you?' Ugh. Please don't let him think in a perverted way. I pleaded to myself.

Edward was too tired to notice my poor choice of words. "Yhea, of course." He pulled the covers off himself and gestured me to lie next to him. "Are you okay?" Edward asked once I was settled by his side.

I nodded and he closed his eyes. Sleeping in the same bed as Edward felt nice.

As I was dosing off, I felt his arm hug me close to his chest. I smiled to myself and felt another blush coming along. I know he was sleeping and didn't know what he was doing, but it felt comforting.

That's it!

Comfort; Edward brings me comfort, something I've never had before. I was right about it all along.

Glad that I realized Edward made me feel, I cuddled into his chest, smelling a beautiful scent I've never noticed before, and fell into unconsciousness.

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