A/N: So, so, so, so sorry for the delay between chapters. RL was a bummer and we had to get acquainted with our new beta!
Thank you Susayq for taking over and making this look pretty. :-)
As always, thanks to Emmy415 for sticking w/ me, and to you, yes you, for reading it.
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Chapter 14 (EPOV).
The following morning, I decided to get showered and start on breakfast before Bella woke up. As I walked out of the bathroom, I paused briefly to watch her sleeping form. She was still naked and laying on her stomach, the sheet only covering from the waist down. Her long, brown hair was fanned out over her back and was a stark contrast to her milky skin. I closed my eyes and remembered the way we had joined together in the most intimate way possible the night before. The way her body responded to my touch and the way she looked and sounded as she moved beneath me was a memory I was going to hold onto forever. It was my secret hope that there would be no other man to touch her the way that I did. I shook my head to bring me out of my silent reverie, and continued out to the kitchen, where I looked around her refrigerator and kitchen cupboards for possible breakfast options. After I located all the necessary ingredients for chocolate chip pancakes, I heated up the griddle and got to mixing the batter. I remembered chocolate chip pancakes being Bella's favorite growing up, and hoped it would put a smile on her face. After I had a good stack piled up on a plate, Bella came stumbling out of her bedroom, clad in just my blue-button up from last night. Her hair was full and messy and her eyes were barely open. She was the most beautiful woman I had ever seen.
"I smell pancakes," she mumbled, squinting at me from the doorway.
"If I know any way to get you out of bed, it's chocolate chip pancakes," I said with a grin, setting a plate on the counter for her.
As I turned back around to pour more batter on the griddle, I felt her arms wrap around my waist from behind as she kissed her way across my back.
"Thank you," I heard her say quietly.
I shrugged and smiled, reaching around to pull her up beside me. "It's what I do."
She shook her head and looked up at me. "I don't just mean breakfast, Edward. Last night was kind of perfect."
"I couldn't agree more," I said, kissing her forehead. "Now, go eat before it gets cold."
She squealed as I swatted her behind when she turned to walk away. "Edward, you are such a trouble maker!"
Leaning over the counter as she took her seat, I grinned at her. "Well, maybe if you weren't such a tease, prancing around in my shirt looking so tempting, I might not be such a trouble maker. I find it hard to behave like a proper gentleman when you're fully dressed, but when you're running around half naked? Forget it."
"Excuse me," she laughed and pointed her fork at me. "But you're the one who thought it would be a good idea to cook breakfast in nothing but a bath towel. Tell me how that's fair."
I gripped the towel at my waist as I walked around and stood in front of her. "Well, if it's bothering you so much, I could remove it if you'd like."
Her right arm snaked it's way around my neck as she placed her left hand on top of mine. She pulled my face to hers and whispered, "Not before you turn the griddle off. I'd really love it if you didn't set my kitchen on fire."
I laughed and kissed her quickly before walking back into the kitchen. When I turned around, she was already taking off down the hallway, removing the shirt as she went, leaving me to watch her naked, retreating self.
My feet were rooted to the floor as I heard her call from the bedroom, "Edward, are you coming?"
Holy shit, I fucking hope so.
Finally, my body willed itself to move, propelling me towards the bedroom and my Bella, our breakfast completely forgotten.
The next few weeks passed by in a blur. Bella and I had only seen each other in short amounts, mainly because of our crazy work schedules. We did, however, manage to talk to each other at least once a day on the phone and shoot each other text messages whenever possible. I was going crazy not seeing her, and found myself wanting to drive over to her house in the middle of the night on numerous occassions...not because I wanted sex, I just wanted to see her. Okay, maybe I did want sex a little bit. I am a man.
On Saturday morning, my only day off in two weeks, Alice came bursting through the front door at noon, chattering on and on about Jasper, and Vogue and some other things that I wasn't really paying attention to. Jasper and Alice had started taking their sexcapades to his apartment after I yelled at them for being too loud. I was tired and cranky, and I just wanted to spend time with Bella. She sat at the stool in my kitchen and talked, not bothering to come up for air for at least 10 minutes. I only perked my head up when I heard Bella's name.
"Huh? What did you say, Alice?" I muttered, now completely enthralled in whatever she was talking about.
She huffed, placing her tiny hands on her hips and glaring at me. "Oh, NOW you listen to me. As I was saying, I think we should get everybody together tonight and go to a karaoke bar! You and Bella have basically been living in your own little bubble for weeks now and I think it's time to break out of it just a little bit."
"Everybody?" I asked, not sure exactly WHO she was referring to.
"Sure! Me, you, Jazzy, Bella, Rosalie, and Emmett. Who else would I be talking about?"
I banged my head on the counter in protest. "Alice...Emmett hates me right now. I don't think that's such a good idea."
"Pish, posh," she said, waving her hand around in the air dramatically. "There's nothing a little karaoke and a lot of alcohol can't fix. You and Bella can meet us at 8:00."
I groaned, dragging myself out of the kitchen and into the bedroom. "You owe me, Alice!" I called over my shoulder as I shut my door and collapsed onto my bed with my phone. I dialed Bella's number and held the phone to my ear, waiting for her to answer.
"Hi Edward," she said, sounding completely out of breath.
"Hi, Love. What on earth are you doing, and can I come over and play?" She could have beeen doing anything, and I wouldn't have cared. The sound of her panting into her phone was making me crazy with lust.
"You caught me in the middle of doing yoga. When I heard the phone, I had to sprint to my bedroom for it. And yes, please come over and play. I miss you."
Holy Christ. The thought of Bella in all sorts of flexible poses was enough to make me want to jump in my car and drive to her place at that very moment.
"Hmmm, don't tempt me, Bella. I may be inclined to keep you occupied the rest of the day and well into the night and make good use of that yoga. My sister - demon spawn that she is - however, has other plans. We're going out for karaoke tonight. Apparently we don't have a choice."
She let out a soft chuckle. "I love how being perverted comes so easily to you. I bet you said all of that without batting an eyelash, didn't you?"
"I've told you, Bella, you bring it out of me. I'll pick you up at 7:30...oh, and bring a bag. I'm kidnapping you afterwards."
She laughed and chastised me for telling her what to do, but agreed nonetheless.
At 7:30 on the dot, I was impatiently knocking on Bella's door. I thought it would be rude to just barge in, but after weeks of not seeing her, I was literally aching for her to be in my arms again. A moment later, the door flung open, my heart dropped to my feet, and I had an insta-erection. My mind was blank...even my inner-thoughts were speechless.
Bella stood in front of me, wearing a short red and black plaid skirt, a one-shoulder black top, and sky-high red stiletto heels.
"Hi, Edward," she purred. I didn't even realize she had tugged me into her apartment until she shut the door and pressed herself up against me.
"Bell-a," I groaned, as her pouty lips attached themselves to my neck, nipping and sucking until my legs started to tremble underneath me. "We need to go. If we start this, we'll never leave."
"Are you complaining?" she panted, as her nimble fingers worked to undo my belt.
"Fuck, no...but Alice will be if we're not there on time. You know how she gets."
Without another word, she was shoving her hand down the front of my boxers.
"Holy motherfucking Hell!" I yelled. "Again, not complaining, but who are you and what have you done with Bella? What's got you so wound up tonight?"
"Shhhhh," she said, putting a finger up to my lips and walking me back towards the wall. "Let me make you feel good."
She went to drop down to her knees, but I grabbed her under the arms and kept her upright. "Trust me...I really, really want you to do whatever it is that you were about to do, but if you start that, trust me when I say we won't be leaving for a long time." I wrapped my arms around her small waist, keeping her pressed up against me. "I will, however, let you finish that when we get to my place later."
She grinned and winked, grabbing her bag and taking my arm as we headed downstairs and out to my car. I opened the passenger door and lifted her hand to my lips, pressing a kiss onto the back of it before she slid into the leather seat. After I hopped in the driver's side and pulled away from the curb, I slipped my hand back into hers and gave it a squeeze.
"I missed you these past couple of weeks. Let's not do that anymore," I said, glancing at her out of the corner of my eye. Her head was lolled back onto the headrest and she had a soft, sweet smile on her face.
"Mmmm...I missed you too. I don't know how we ever went for a year without speaking. I can barely stand not talking to you for 24 hours, let alone any longer than that."
I smiled at her but all too soon, the sweet, sensitive Bella disappeared and naughty, nympho Bella was back as she placed my hand on her thigh. She unbuckled her seatbelt and leaned over the center console, placing a wet kiss on my neck and started pawing at my crotch.
"Bella," I said, swallowing hard as I tried to maintain focus on the road in front of me. My hands were gripping the steering wheel so tight, my knuckles were turning white. "I really didn't have any plans for a pit stop in the emergency room. Which is where we're going to wind up if you don't stop."
For whatever reason, that only made her more determined to get me to give in to what she wanted. She palmed my dick harder and whispered dirty things in my ear. I almost ran the car off the road. Twice. Finally, I had to physically remove her hand to get her to stop.
"What the hell?" she said, obviously irritated.
"Shit, Bells, I don't want you to stop, God knows I don't want that, but I don't exactly want to wreck the car and kill us both either. Like I told you earlier, I will gladly let you do whatever you want. When we get home later. What's got you so keyed up tonight, anyway?"
She shrugged. "Do guys ever need a reason to be horny?" I laughed and shook my head and she continued. "Exactly. So, why do I need a reason? I just am, okay? So, the sooner we get this karaoke business over with, the sooner we can go back to your apartment and have our own fun."
I gulped loudly and vowed to myself that we would get out of the bar and back to my apartment as quickly as humanly possible. Hell, I was ready to just turn around and go back right then and there, but I wasn't in the mood to piss off Alice...or Emmett for that matter. I was still trying to get into his good graces, and skipping out on our little outing to go defile his sister was probably not the best idea.
"Baby, I promise you...we'll stay for a little bit, fulfill our obligatory family-friend time, and then we'll be back in my bed faster than you can blink. But can you please, for my sanity, tone it down a little bit? I don't want to walk in front of your brother with a hard-on. If I do, there won't BE a later."
She giggled loudly and sank back into her seat. "Awww, Eddie, you're no fun." I shook my head at her ridiculous nickname for me, but chuckled. If she's this wound up now, wait till we get some alcohol in her. She's either going to molest me in the bar, or pass out cold. Possibly both.
When we got to the bar, I took her hand and we walked through the doors and into the small room. There was a small stage at the front, where a drunk old-man stood botching some Johnny Cash song. My eyes scanned the room for our group, and I spotted Alice waving her arms frantically in our direction.
"Over here!" she shouted, earning her stares from the nearby tables.
We made our way across the crowded room and as soon as we reached our group, Alice was reprimanding us. "It's about time you guys got here! What took you so long?"
I tried not to laugh as I nudged Bella with my elbow and saw her blush profusely. "We got held up," I said. "Traffic."
Alice glanced back and forth between Bella and myself, trying to figure out if we were telling the truth. "That better not be code for 'We got held up because we can't keep our hands off each other and we did it in an alley somewhere.' Because if it is, you're in trouble."
"Alice!" Bella chided, leaning in to whisper-yell at my sister. "Could you maybe not say stuff like that in front of Emmett? I mean, it's mostly not true, but let's not piss him off right away tonight, hmm?"
My sister's eyebrows raised halfway up her forehead. "Mostly not true?"
"Nevermind, Ali," I groaned. It was then that I noticed Emmett glaring across the table at us. I panicked. "Hey, uh, Bells? I'm going to get a beer, do you want something?"
"Whatever has the most alcohol," she joked, sitting down at the table next to Alice. She glanced between me and Emmett uneasily. I smiled at her, hopefully reassuringly, and went to the bar in search of drinks.
A few minutes later I sat down beside Bella, placing her Long Island Iced Tea down in front of her. She let out a loud chuckle. "Wow Edward, you really took that 'whatever has the most alcohol' statement seriously, huh?"
Emmett was still scowling in my direction, so Bella tried to diffuse the situation by changing the subject. "So, hey, Emmett, where's Rose? I mean, I assume she's coming tonight, right?"
"She's in the ladies room," he mumbled, shredding a napkin into little pieces all over the tabletop.
"So who's singing!" Alice yelled, trying to dissolve the tension between Bella, Emmett, and myself.
Bella ripped her lips away from her Long Island just long enough to spat out a 'Not me!' before taking another huge gulp of it. I shook my head and laughed. She is going to be so wasted.
"Typical Bella," a voice calls out. We all turn to see Rosalie strolling up to us. "Give it time. Once she sucks down a few more of those, she'll be dancing on the table. I have pictures to prove it."
I chuckled, and glanced over at Emmett. He still was looking down at the table, a scowl etched on his face. I wanted to punch him for being so mean to Bella. Part of me was upset that I was the reason for their tension, but I knew deep down that he was acting unreasonably.
"Alright, fine," Alice piped up again. "Since you're all being a bunch of party-poopers, I'll go first." She stood up and stomped off towards the small stage in the same way a child would behave after not getting their way.
Jasper looked at me with raised eyebrows. "Do something about her, man. She's your sister."
"Hah!" I scoffed. "Yeah, but she's your girlfriend."
We looked up to the stage and saw her talking to the DJ before she took her place in the middle of the stage, adjusting the microphone down to her height. I looked over at Bella, and saw her sitting in the seat next to Emmett. They had their heads close together and were talking in hushed tones. I decided to just let them talk out their differences, and turned my attention back to my sister.
"Hi everybody! I'm Alice!" she waved at the crowd jubilantly, a huge grin plastered on her face. We all erupted into laughter when we heard her song choice play through the massive speakers.
I wanna kiss you
But if I do then I might miss you, babe
It's complicated and stupid, got my ass squeezed by sexy cupid
Guess he wants to play; wants to play
A love game; a love game
"Oh, Christ," I groaned. "I should have known she'd pick Lady fucking GaGa. She blares this song all the time. I'm ready to soundproof her room."
Bella giggled next to me, bouncing and clapping her hands to the beat, while singing along quietly with the song. It was both adorable and incredibly annoying. I just wanted to get the hell out of there. I took a long pull of my beer and sat back in my seat, slinging my arm over Bella's shoulders and pulling her up against me. I put my mouth up next to her ear so that my lips barely grazed her earlobe, and I felt her breath hitch in her throat.
"Everything okay with you and Emmett?" I asked, running my hand along her back and shoulder.
"As okay as I think it's going to get for now," she said with a shrug. "He's convinced you're some kind of New York City playboy and that you're going to dump me on my ass the second you find someone you think is better."
I gave her an incredulous look, but inside I was starting to fume. Who in the world could possibly be better than his own sister? I pulled her in closer to me, pressing my lips to her cheek. "There is no one out there better for me than you, Bella."
By that time, Alice had ended her song and was grinning triumphantly as she sat back down at our table. "They loved me," she said, matter-of-factly.
After that, the proverbial dam broke, and each of us was looking through the song lists for something to sing. Bella guzzled down a second Long Island Iced Tea and her words were starting to slur together.
She stood up next to me, slamming the binder down on the table, and almost falling over in the towering heels that were strapped to her feet. "I'm going next!"
She took off towards the DJ booth, each swing of her hips enticing me more and more. Is it getting hot in here? I clawed at the collar of my shirt, and took a giant swig of my beer. After she sings, we're getting the fuck out of here.
I heard the first few notes but didn't recognize the song until she started singing the words.
I love myself, I want you to love me
When I'm feelin' down, I want you above me
I search myself, I want you to find me
I forget myself, I want you to remind me
I don't want anybody else
When I think about you I touch myself
At that moment, as I watched her shimmy and shake all over the stage, I was sure of two things. One - my jaw had dropped so far it had definitely taken up residence on the table. And two - I wanted to beat the ever loving fuck out of the douche sitting right up front that was yelling completely inappropriate comments at Bella. I had never been in a fight with anyone - ever - up until recently. First, with Jacob, and now this guy...I guessed it was my protective nature rearing its ugly head.
"Hey, asshole," Emmett yelled to the guy who then turned around and looked in our direction. "Yeah, I'm talking to you. That's my sister up there you sick son of a bitch!"
The guy, who didn't look much older than any of us, proceeded to give Emmett the finger and turned back around. If Bella was uncomfortable with the goings on, or if she was even aware of it, she gave no indication. She continued to sing her pretty little heart out while Captain Cocksucker kept spewing his disgusting remarks.
"Come on baby, don't be such a tease!" he yelled, knocking back what seemed to be his eleventh or twelfth beer - if my count of the bottles on his table were correct.
I was seething. "Say it again, fucker," I called out to him, and everyone at our table turned to look at me. Even Emmett, who had basically been ignoring me all night, looked surprised.
"What are you gonna do about it, you pansy-ass mama's boy? She's a hot piece, and I'm not afraid to let her know."
Before I realized it, I was up out of my seat, barrelling towards him in a fit of rage. I collided with him, sending him and his chair flying backwards onto the floor. In his severely drunken state, he had no coordination, therefore giving me the entire upper hand. I could hear people yelling and I could feel someone pulling on me, trying to get me off of him, but all I cared about was my fists making contact with his face. Finally, someone was able to yank me to my feet, with impressive force I might add, and stopping me from completely killing the guy.
A guy in a suit, who I assumed must have been the owner, came rushing over. "What the hell is going on here? All of you, out! Now!"
Before I turned to leave, I caught a glimpse of the bastard laying on the floor. His face was covered in blood and he was yelling obscenities, most likely at me.
"Edward, are you alright?" Bella's voice finally pulled me out of my state of anger and I turned to look at her. She looked scared.
Fuck.
"Bella, he just beat the shit out of some dude for being a perv and yelling at you while you were on stage," Rosalie said as we walked out of the bar.
"What?" Bella shrieked, "That's what that was about?"
"Yep," Jasper said with a laugh, throwing an arm around my shoulders. "I've never been more proud."
"Oh, give me a break," Emmett muttered under his breath.
That was it. I was facing this shit head on. I had to put an end to it while I was still feeling brave enough to do it. "Hey," I said curtly, standing face to face with him. "I don't know what your problem is with me, or why you dislike me so much. I've never done anything to you, and if your problem is me dating your sister then you need to get the fuck over it because that's not changing any time soon. I know you probably think I'm going to dick her over by just using her for sex and then kick her to the curb when I've had my fill, but you'd be sorely mistaken. I love her and I'd never do anything to hurt her. So you need to fix whatever issues you have so we can move past this."
I turned back around and grabbed Bella by the hand. "Come on, Bella, let's go home."
I tugged her alongside me as we walked to the car, still wound up from the adrenaline surging through my veins. Bella didn't say a word the entire time. I didn't know what she was feeling. I'm sure she was either scared or angry with me for causing a scene. Once we arrived at my car, I grasped the passenger door handle and yanked the door open, trying to usher her into the car. She grabbed my arm to stop me, looking up at me with an unreadable expression on her face.
"Edward," she started, leaning into me so that our chests were pressed tightly together. "I can't say that I'm happy about you getting in a fight, but thank you for sticking up for me."
She picked up my hand and pressed small kisses to the back of my knuckles, soothing the pain from the punches I threw. She placed it back down at my side, and leaned up to press her lips quickly to mine. "As a matter of fact, it was actually pretty hot," she murmured against my lips.
I grabbed her around the waist, backing her up into the side of my car, and pressed the entire length of my body into her. She looked up at me; her face was all flushed from the alcohol and her hair was messed from being up on stage. The streetlights were shining down on us, making her eyes glimmer with excitement.
"Is that so," I rasped out, as I let my left hand drift up the back of her thigh. It drifted underneath her short, plaid skirt and my fingers came in contact with the lace material of her panties. I groaned out loud and crashed my mouth to hers, kissing her hungrily. The taste of alcohol and Bella permeated my senses and I grew more and more impatient with every second. I needed her. Specifically, I needed her naked and in my bed.
"We need to go," I growled, pulling slightly away from her. "Or we're going to give the whole city a show when I take you up against my car."
"Then I guess you better get in and drive, or I'll let you take me up against the car."
My brain immediately went to autopilot, and all I could think about was getting Bella home. I ushered her into the car quickly, and ran around the car to the other side, throwing myself into the driver's seat.
I swerved and weaved through traffic, trying to get home as quick as possible, which was next to impossible in NYC traffic. The sexual tension in the car was so thick you could have cut it with a knife. Out of the corner of my eye I noticed Bella gripping the door handle so tight I thought she was going to rip it right off.
I tried to concentrate more on the road and getting us home safely than her long, shapely legs peeking out from under her ridiculously short skirt, but I was having a hard time not stealing glances as often as I could. Finally, we made it to my apartment, and I all but ripped the door off in my haste to get out of it. Bella let herself out of the car and immediately launched herself at me, crushing her lips to mine with so much fervor that I stumbled backwards. I righted myself and gripped her around the waist, nipping and sucking on her full lips, until I realized that we were still in the parking garage.
"Upstairs," I choked out, and grabbed her arm, all but yanking it out of the socket as I tugged her through the lobby and up the elevator. She launched herself at me again once she realized we were alone in the elevator, and I lifted her up, wrapping her legs around my waist. There was nothing better than having Bella's legs wrapped around me. Nothing. I was trapped between Bella and the wall as we made out like a couple of teenagers, until I heard the bell ding for my floor. I didn't bother setting her on her feet, I just ripped my lips from hers so that I could see where I was going, and toted her down the hall with me. I pressed her up against the door as I dug in my pocket for my keys, and felt her lips begin sucking feverishly at my neck.
As I tried to keep Bella propped up with one hand and juggle my keys with the other, I let out a string of profanities. I was desperately trying to get my key in the door but was having little luck. If it took any longer to get it unlocked, I was just going to give up and fuck her in the hallway.
Bella was still writhing against me and biting at my neck, which didn't help things any, but I sighed in relief when my shaky hands finally got the key in the lock. The door gave way, spilling us both into the apartment. The lights were off, and I didn't bother turning any of them on as I stumbled through the apartment towards my bedroom.
Once I deposited her on my bed, our clothes began flying all over the room. I didn't care, I just needed to be inside her. She laid back on the pillows and I took a very brief moment to admire her perfect, naked body before leaning over her and hungrily claiming her mouth with my own. Her hands were clawing at me, desperate to pull me closer, but I pulled back and made a twirling motion with my finger.
She leaned up on her elbows. "What?"
I placed my lips next to her ear and whispered, "Turn over. I want you on your hands and knees."
I heard her gasp, but she quickly obliged, rolling over onto her stomach then lifting herself up onto all fours. It was the most beautiful fucking thing I had ever seen in my entire life. I positioned myself behind her and ran one hand over her ass and up her spine, letting my fingers slip through her hair before wrapping it around my hand and lightly tugging.
As I slowly entered her, every other sound disappeared except for her soft moan filling the air around us. She reached up and grasped the headboard of my bed, her back arching and her hair spilling further down her back in the process. My hands took hold of her hips, and I started a slow pace, moving in and out of her with controlled, steady strokes.
I leaned forward to press my lips to her spine, dragging them up her back. My fingers slid around her stomach and lowered between her legs, massaging her in time with my thrusts.
She cried out in a strangled tone as she rocked herself back against me, needing more friction and more depth. Her whimpers increased, spurring me on as I began to thrust harder, my hips meeting hers forcefully. She pushed herself off the headboard with one hand, leaning back to grasp my hair as her back came in contact with my chest.
"You feel so good, Bella. So fucking perfect. I can feel so much of you like this," I panted, as she moaned loudly in response to my words.
Her grip gradually tightened on my hair and the knuckles of her other hand turned white with her hard grip on the headboard, the volume of her moans indicating how close she really was.
"You close, Baby?" I whispered, brushing my lips against her jaw and she nodded.
"Tell me, Bella. Let me hear you."
Her teeth clenched as her muscles began to tighten, her pants escaping as hisses until a growl rumbled from her throat and her head flew back against my shoulder. "Oh fuck, yes!"
My arm wrapped tightly around her waist as her body began to shake, my other hand continuing to move against her. She cried out incoherently as her orgasm claimed her and she trembled beneath me. I sucked lightly at the skin of her shoulder with a deep moan, then placed wet, open mouth kisses across her back as I felt the tightening in my groin begin.
I sped up my pace, gripping her hip with one hand and pressing her back down onto all fours with the other, getting closer and closer to oblivion with each thrust. I cried out her name- loudly- as I was met with my release, my body shaking and shuddering above her.
Bella collapsed onto her stomach, panting, completely spent. I kissed her shoulder before stretching out beside her and pulling her close to me. "You are so amazing, Bella. I love you so much."
She smiled at me and kissed my chin before laying her head on my chest. The room was silent for several minutes before I heard her speak the words I'd been longing to hear for weeks.
"I love you too, Edward."
The following morning we were both startled awake by the sound of Bella's cell phone ringing from somewhere in my apartment. She rolled out of bed, wrapping the sheet around her and mumbling something about her mother and the time. I looked over at the clock on my night stand and saw that it was only six o'clock. I groaned and rolled over onto my side, fading in and out of sleep and catching only parts of Bella's conversation with her mother. Her voice sounded anxious and upset. Just as I was about to get up and see if she was alright, she came walking back into the bedroom, her phone still in her hand and I could see that she was crying. I quickly pulled on my boxers and flew to her side, wrapping my arms around her.
"Bella, what is it? What's wrong? Is everything alright? Is your mom okay?"
"My mom's fine," she said before burying her face in my chest and sobbing.
I pulled back and looked at her. "Then what's the problem?"
She took a shaky breath and looked up at me, tears still falling down her cheeks. "It's my dad." She choked back another sob. "He...he was shot while on duty last night."
A/N: Uh-oh...poor Charlie. :-(
We are in the midst of writing 15, but I'm having the hardest time writing even the littlest bit of angst. It's clearly not my cup of tea.
Hopefully, we'll get it to you ASAP.
I also wanted to tell you about a few fics that are owning my ass lately...Under the Apple Tree, The Wedding Party, Take the Ice, and Secret Sex are all awesome and I dive for my computer everytime they update. Check em out.