Chapter Five
Jacob had lied-he liked Bella and Edward could tell-just because he was five doesn't mean he didn't know or saw-he was totally in love with her; and Edward was just the little kid that hung around the big kids. When he did meet Bella she just called Edward a baby and asked him to go away. When his mother came to pick him up after school his clutched her close-tears welding up in his eyes. Jacob was not at recess; he sat in the class room along with Bella, and left Edward alone to be bullied by the older kids.
"Bambi wha-"His loud sob cut her off, and she held his tiny body close to her chest.
"H-He." She rocked him slowly getting back into the car.
"Baby what's the matter?"
"J-Jake."
"What about him?"
"He likes Bella more, he doesn't like me anymore" He whispered sniffling. "Can we go home?" Rosalie sighed strapping him into his booster seat.
"I'm sure that's not it baby."
"He didn't come to recess all week-he was with her." He looked down playing with his hands and bitting his lips.
Her happy go lucky boy was no longer happy-he did his work, danced and did as he was expected to but he no longer smiled, he frowned at the floor and clutched at for his parents more. He never spoke of Jacob and she saw he had stuffed a few things Jacob had given him in the back of his closet; it was going on a month since the incident. Tonight was the night of his recital and the whole family was preparing to go-Edward sat on Carlisle lap singing and swing his feet-this was the most Rosalie had seen him all month taking a chance she lifted him up in her arms and tickled his belly-he squealed loudly-his curls flaying everywhere.
"Are you ready?"
"Yes." He said smiling "Mrs. Honey said I looked beautiful."
"You do darling." Said Esme gliding in the room-she took him in her arm kissing the top of his head.
"Thank you Nana."
[Edward's School]
The room was full of humans, screaming children and screaming teachers. The Cullen family sat in the front taking up most of the front row, Edward was rushed backstage and the whole group came out-the girls were fairies and the boys were trying the catch them-the girls squealed and ran around, some doing the moves appointed to them but most just giggled and turned-the crowed awed and cooed at the children on stage. Andrea rushed them off stage; the other little girl that Edward was dancing against stood at the edge of the stage, she had on a pure white outfit with blue lacings on the top-an royal blue tutu, on her feet were a pair of dance shoes, her hair pulled into a tight bun with curls hanging out around it-she was beautiful. A slow song started to play and she walked out going straight into a back handspring. Her turns were graceful and fluid, and she did a series of turns and flips and when the music stopped she landed on one hand both legs in the air. The room erupted in applause and the girl blushed rushing off stage. The whole Cullen family leaned forward looking for Edward; the room a quieted again and they all sat waiting- a flash of blonde hair caught Rosalie's eyes and she smiled as Edward shy made his way out to the stage-he was barefooted with a simple green shirt on and black slacks. He sat on the floor and rocked-and the music started.
It was only piano, the music was soft as he twisted and turned on the stage. He twisted his body and back flipped across the stage, giving two Pirouettes, a front walk over and ended with a double Fouette. The music ended and he fell on his back reaching for the roof-the room stood up in applause, whistles could be heard throughout the room and screams. He stood on stage blushing shyly then ran down into his father's waiting arms.
They could never be more proud of him in this moment.
"Mama?"
"Come on Baby."
"Where are we going?" he asked sleepily Rosalie ran with her son through the forest-Alice didn't explain why she had to just that she had to; Edward was in danger. "Daddy's not coming?"
"WE will see daddy later, Bambi honey I need you to be very quiet in still in mommy's arms okay? She does not want to drop you."
"Okay."
[Few hours later]
"Yes, okay Alice his life-I know- of course I want him to be safe!" Edward could not sleep-the bed was not his bed and his Nana was not singing him to sleep. His blanket was not with him, he was in a strange place and he wanted to go home.
"Yes Alice. " Rosalie hung up rushing back into her son, she scoped him up in her arms rocking him gently. "Je vais vous protéger avec ma vie." She whispered
"When are we going home?" he asked
"How do you feel about going to Chicago?"
"We are leaveing?"
"Yes, it's not safe baby."
Jake he thought Rosalie tilted his chin up.
" I know you made a life here, and dance but I promise you will like Chicago." Edward sighed-he knew this would be best for his family and nodded trying not to cry.
"I love you Mommy."
"I love you to baby."
~Time Jump~
{Edward Age:14}
Edward blossomed in Chicago he found friends, and a new dance studio. He climbed to the top of the charts and was out in advanced classes, he never grew out of his shyness but easily made friends with his personality smiles and gentleness. His curls sat on top of his head, messily and that made his green eyes stand out.
"No Jazz!" he laughed they sat in the living room and Jasper was helping with him his homework, the rest of the family was out hunting for the night.
"Say it!"
"Never!"
"Say it!"
"Jazz!"
"Say it or I'll keep doing it."
"Okay, Okay!" Jasper let him go letting him catch his breath.
"Say it." Standing he blushed
"My brother is the greatest, the greatest in the world, he's so cute and funny I wish I was a girl." He smacked his ass for an effect and Jasper burst into laughter.
{Edward's POV}
I swear I hated Jasper sometimes-but then again I could not image my life without him, after his laughing fit I knew he felt my emotions change and he looked at me seriously.
"What is it Bambi?" I took a breath, looking down at my fingers-how embarrassing could this be, talking to your uncle about a crush you had on a boy, who flirted back with you but you don't know what to do.
Jasper reached for his hand and tapped the side of my head for me to look up. "Bam…come on you know I won't tell anyone."
"I like a boy." I blurted out Jasper grinned
"Really?"
"Please don't tell Daddy."
"Why not?"
"He might hate me."
"Why do you think that?" Jasper asked-he watched the young boy mull it over in his mind and bit his bottom lip.
"Cuz I'm gay." He whispered
"That's okay." Jasper spoke back "If you don't want me to tell your parents I won't but I suggest you to-they might surprise you." Edward nodded reaching to hug his uncle.
"Thanks Jazz." Jasper hugged him close smiled then mussed his hair.
"Love you kid."
"Love you to"
I quickly made my way down the hallway-I wanted to be early for History, unlike my uncle, aunt and parents I went to a private school. I felt at home here and I loved the friends I made, even though I felt something was missing-or someone, but that thought was completely erased when I saw Harry-his raven hair was messy and his hazel eyes were bright a gorgeous-he was in eighth grade and I was one year below him. The girls giggled as he passed and Jocks called out his name, you could not help but watch him-he was god. If you could not tell I'm drooling here, the puddle is at my feet and I'm going to end up drowning myself in it later-just watch. He seemed to be looking for someone and I could not push down the flitter of hope that it was me; his eyes found me and he grinned-strutting towards me.
"Hey Ed."
"Hi." He moved a little closer to me and I started to paint like a dog- oh lord what's wrong with me?
"Are we still on for tonight?" Tonight? Oh! To Study, I nodded shyly and he bent down brushing his lips softly over my cheek. "Good, I can't wait to see you." I could not responded-he was so handsome. I only nodded like an idiot, Nettie my best friend rushed up to me-looking past me then at me, then past me again and the back at me-her mouth open. I nodded and she squealed, I blushed as she dragged me to class.
"You're so totally spilling."
{Later That Day}
"You have to subtract fourteen on both sides and divide by two." I said quietly. Looking up at him through my lashes, he was looking at me I could feel the heat rush to my cheeks "Harry?"
"I'm sorry." He mumbled "You're just so beautiful." I looked down at the book in my lap, we sat in my room-the door open of course but alone.
"Thank you."
"No problem, can I-try something?" I looked back up at him again and nodded and he leaned forward-but not for my cheek but for my lips-the kiss was sloppy and wired; but it felt good. His hands made their way under my shirt and rubbed my nipple. I pulled back with a gasp
"Oh!"
"I'm sorry I-"
"No!" I sputtered reaching for him "I-It felt good, I liked it. Can we do it again?" Harry smiled leaning in again.
"Only if you go out with me this weekend."
"In public?"
"Yes." He laughed "I want to show the world that I have the most beautiful boy on my arm."
"Okay." I smiled and he kissed me again and it was perfect.