Authors Note- I would of forgotten to post if someone didn't just review and say ; It's Tuesday'. So thank you reviewer.
Disclaimer- S. Meyer owns all things Twilight.
Saturday
August 19th
BPOV
The two days before school started out normal. I awoke, drinking a cup of coffee, taking my pain medicine for my arm. Carlisle made a quick stop over and changed the bandages on my arm, and patched me up before heading to work.
My mother had the day off today, and my father was working, so she was marinating chicken in the fridge. More like, I was marinating it. She can make breakfast food, but when it comes to a good dinner, she is a lost cause.
I cleaned up my room, sweeping the hardwood floor and vacuuming the rug. My bed was made and my wooden chair was polished. I cleaned off my computer screen, using windex and cleaning my television with the same solution.
I first knew something was off when I saw Edward's curtains pulled all the way along the glass wall, unable for me to see him. And when I texted him, he hadn't answered me. Esme and Carlisle were both working, so he was home alone.
At around six thirty, we ate the dinner that my mother and I had cooked up together. Edward was supposed to be there because we had planned it. That was the third off thing today and I was a little suspicious at this point.
" Honey, why don't you go see if he is alright. I'm a little worried." my mother said, cleaning off her plate. I sat up from my spot. She grabbed my plate and I thanked her.
" Alright. I will be back soon."
The chill of the night air made me grab a hoodie. I slipped it on and headed outside, walking through the grass to get to his front door. I unlocked the door and pushed it open.
Upon hearing something break, I slammed the door and ran upstairs to find the source. The noise echoed in the hallway, coming from the last door on the left. My steps became quicker.
Edward's Bedroom.
When I got by the door, I paused. I heard something shatter and ripping of paper. My hand decended on the handle and I pushed it down, opening up the door. I wasn't prepared for what I was about to see.
Obviously, he was drunk. I could tell by his eyes, though it was hard to see it through the pure rage. They were dialated and Edward looked enraged, terribly angry that I was almost scared...
On the floor, was shattered frames from pictures. On the floor, also lay a shattered snow globe that I had gotten for him before we left London. The sparkles and water seeping into the carpet. He took a long pull of his beer before grabing another frame, ripping the picture out and throwing it at the wall. I jumped at hearing it smash.
" Edward," I called.
When he looked at me, his eyes softened slightly.
Hesitantly I walked closer, he was gripping the beer in his hands with force. He picked something up from his desk and stared at it with hatred before throwing it in my direction. It drifted to the floor and I picked it up quickly when it fell in the water. I was it was a letter.
Eddie-bear,
I had never wished to break up with you like I did. I still love you ever since the day we got together. We are meant to be. Seeing you the other day, broken up but trying to hide it, showed me we are meant to be forever. Tyler is out of the pic anyways. He isn't even good because you are better. I need us to be together. Please forgive me, baby. I promise that I won't ever hurt you.
Tanya :)
She wanted him back. And by his reaction, I think that he doesn't want her back. The writing was so childish and stupid, Tanya was delusional.
He took a swig from the bottle " You see. THIS is what I get. A shitty letter because her sex-toy doesn't want her anymore. And she thinks that I want something that my 'best friend' had. She probably has more STD's then she knows how to fucking count. That stupid bitch!" he screamed so loud I could almost feel the ground shaking.
I saw him shuffle through his drawers. Edward produced a lighter and a cigarette, he lit it, going from a swig of the beer, and a drag of the cigarette.
" What do you want me to say, Edward?" I asked.
He scoffed " You've already spoke your thoughts on her. And you know what? I fucking agree, I agree because she is a bitch. And you know what, she doesn't deserve to have me. I have values, and morals. But you know what sucks? Is that I thought it would last, and I gave it up to her. Fuck, I should go to the clinic to get checked out and make sure that skank didn't give me any of her disease's. I messed up, Bella. I messed up bad, but one thing I know. Is that I don't deserve you as a friend."
" Don't say that, Edward."
" IT'S FUCKING TRUE! Look at you. You are beautiful, smart, funny. I'm just messed up. Look at me." Edward yelled loudly.
I walked towards him, and he eyed me with caution.
" Just go, go home, leave!"
" You aren't messed up, Edward. Right now, you are hurt and confused. And it's okay. But breaking things and drinking. It's not good for you." I said.
He shook his head and I walked infront of him slowly. I grabbed the beer from his hands and set it down on his desk. Then I took his hands in mine and sat us both on the bed facing eachother.
" Do you truly realize how much you mean to me? We all go through a broken heart, you aren't the only guy out there. But the way you are handling it. Edward, you can't do this to yourself. I hate seeing you this way, seeing you like this makes me feel sad. Because I want to help, but I can't. I wish you could see all the potential you have."
He was quiet, but processing everything. I scooted forward, sitting up on my knees to wrap my arms around his neck. His arms snaked around my waist, pressing me close to his warm body. The way he clutched me was desperate, and my heart clenched for him.
" I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. So, so sorry." He cried
" It's okay."
My heart literally broke into pieces as he started to cry into my neck.
Suddenly, I saw his bedroom door open. Carlisle stood, shocked at the mess of broken glass on the floor, I was just as shocked as he was at all of this. He looked up towards us, an upset look on his face.
" I'll just leave you two." He announced quietly, shutting the door behind him.
I didn't know if it was the fact that he was drunk that he was so emotional, but I had to be here for him. I reached into my pocket, dialing my home number. My mother picked up, worry evident in her voice.
"Ma, I can't make it home. There was a situation, and I have to take care of something."
" Isabella, what's wrong?"
I sighed, looking down at Edward " It's, Edward... But don't worry."
Once I bid her goodbye, I shoved my phone in the pocket of my denim shorts. Slowly I sat down and Edward shifted with me. He grabbed me and sat me in his lap, his face still buried in my neck. His tears dripped down my neck, and kind of uncomfortably down my shirt, but I wasn't about to move him.
I ran my hands through his hair, trying to soothe him the best that I could. His tears soaked my neck and my shirt. My hoodie had already been disposed when I had read the letter.
Eventually, he moved us to the middle of his bed. He laid on an awkward angle on his back, and I was laying over him in the same position. Edward sniffed every once in awhile as his finger twirled around a peice of my hair.
He didn't seem to be out of it anymore, but he had only drinked maybe three beers so he wasn't all that drunk in the first place. I think it was probably the anger that made him so upset. I yawned quietly and looked at him.
Edward didn't say anything, he just twirled that same piece of hair with his finger. But suddenly he gripped my arms, turning me over so that my chest was against his. He blindly reached for the blanket in the dark room, pulling it over us and wrapping his arms around me. Edward had scooted up so his head was on a pillow, and rested my face against his neck.
" Just stay with me," was a shaky response I received.
I let out a small hum and nodded.
I stayed with him until he fell into a deep sleep. As I moved away from him, I put a pillow in my spot. He grabbed onto it and I got out of the bed, stumbling slightly. I opened his bedroom door and shut it quietly behind me, not wanting to wake or startle him.
Upon reaching home I locked the door and trudged my tired body upstairs. When I got to my bedroom, I collapsed on my bed. Doing the usual and shoving my pants off, layering the blankets over my body for warmth.
I rolled over, letting myself succumb to a deep sleep.
First Day of School
Monday
August 21st
I awoke at six thirty, my brain telling me to just screw it and go back to sleep. The loud blaring of the alarm clock across my room is what got me going.
I deviced a plan to put it across my bedroom, so that I would be forced to get out of bed to make it stop. Brilliant plan if you ask me. When I got over to my desk, I slammed on the snooze button and went for the shower.
Half asleep, in the shower, I washed my hair and my body, yawning my way through it. Last night hadn't exactly been full of sleep. Edward had stayed over until four o'clock in the morning, forcing me to watch movies and stay awake. I would kill him later for it.
Quickly I dried off and dressed. A pair of distressed, straight leg jeans, a fitted dark blue, Aeropostale logo t-shirt. Paired with my converse. I wasn't in the mood to look fancy for the first day of school that I'd had three times in the same school.
I quickly changed the dressings on my cut, putting on some of the cream and put on more of the gauze just like Carlisle had showed me. I brushed my teeth, styled my hair and put on a little makeup. Messenger bag in hand, I headed downstairs to eat breakfast.
After stuffing down a blueberry muffin, I bid both of my parents goodbye and headed outside to Edward's. Per usual, he was leaning against his car, school bag in hand. When I looked at his appearance, I paused. Edward...Wearing converse? He hasn't worn his converse since freshmen year. He wore a pair of worn jeans and a button up. I stood infront of him, looking at his shoes.
" Don't ask," he said, pushing me in the direction of the hood. I walked around it and hopped in.
" Why not?"
" Because I said not to."
" Edward, why are you wearing converse?" I asked.
He sighed " Because I want to, okay?"
I leaned back in the seat, " Okay, okay. What ever your heart desires."
Upon arriving at school I saw all the familar faces. Mike Newton, Jessica Stanley, Lauren Mallory, Eric Yorkie and all of the other seniors that I knew as juniors last year. Both Edward and I stepped out of the car, he draped his arm around my shoulders.
" One more year in this hell hole, one more and we can get the fuck out of here."
I looked up at him " Hate it that much."
" Oh, yeah." he drawled.
As we got closer, I noticed Alice, Jasper, Emmett and Rosalie. The tension was obviously there, and the way that Alice was staring at Rosalie, you'd think that she was stabbing her in her mind.I didn't want Alice to be upset at Rosalie because everything that happened with me. They'd been friends way before they even knew me, and it made me feel bad.
Edward dropped his arm and Alice whipped her head around, as if she could sense us.
" Bella!" she exclaimed, running towards me.
I'd swear, she acted like she hadn't seen me in a year. Her slim arms wrapped around me tightly and I hugged her loosely back.
" Another year! How exciting!"
I rolled my eyes " Only you would think it's exciting."
Emmett pealed himself away from an angry Rosalie and walked towards me hesitantly.
" I'm not mad at you, Em." I said quietly.
He nodded, wrapping his arm around my waist to pick me up and twirl me around. Emmett was still himself if the people around him were glum, that's what I loved about him. He set me down carefully and looked down at m arm.
" What happened to ye ol' arm?"
" Fell into a glass table. Nothing really out of the ordinary for me."
He chuckled " Of course."
Jasper stayed over by Rosalie, but I wasn't surprised. They were brother and sister and he was going to take the side of his sister. I wondered how that worked out for Alice. Emmett moved his arm and stood by Rosalie, who looked more pissed then she did a minute ago. I gripped my bag and walked past her into the school.
The first thing that I noticed, was Tyler. Draped over him like a curtain was Tanya, and she was kissing his neck and rubbing against him. Edward stood beside me, his gaze intense and straight ahead.
" Edward!" I heard her shout.
I did, what I thought would be best; I gripped his arm and walked us forward towards our lockers.
" Thank you." He said in a strangled whisper.
" Of course." I said, opening up my old locker and shoving my books inside.
" Hey, atleast we will be out of country for Christmas." I commented.
He groaned " Four months. God help me."
I closed my locker " I'm going to be here, Edward. Whenever you may need me, I will be."
Edward smiled and took his schedule out. He took mine and compared.
" My schedule; English, Algebra 2, History, Italian 2, Lunch, Biology and Gym. We have... Algebra, Lunch, Bio and Gym together."
My schedule is; History, Algebra 2, Spanish 1, English, Lunch, Biology and Gym. I smiled.
" See you second period." I said, heading off towards class.
The day had gone relatively smooth. Lunch was weird because Rosalie sat with Tanya. Jasper joined her, and of course, Alice and Emmett went with because they didn't want to look bad. So Edward and I sat alone. Picking at our food awkwardly.
" How about we drop out and become rockstars."
I laughed, eating a carrot " I wish. If it were that easy I would."
We finished our lunch and headed to Biology together. We sat in the middle row to the left, in the same seats. I was glad that we got to work together. Both of us were skilled in the subject, so we flew threw all of the partner assignments.
I was unable to play gym because they were doing Volleyball, and I couldn't bend my arm up correctly without breaking the stitches and bleeding. After class was over, Edward had dissapeared completely, and I couldn't find him.
When I got to our lockers he was still no longer in sight. I knew that he had gotten into a small fight with the coach about Football, but it wasn't enough to make him dart off. I heard noise outside, so I grabbed my stuff and walked towards the exit.
I walked down the cement steps and off to the right, I saw kids crowding around something. I went over to see what all the excitement was about.
Oh god have mercy.
I ran over to see what was going on, only to see Edward pummeling Tyler's face with his fist. Tanya was screaming and I could see teachers heading over. I pushed through everyone and grabbed Edward's shoulders roughly, trying to faze him.
" Edward! Knock it the fuck off, teachers are coming."
He just kept going. I contemplating kicking him in his shin, but that wouldn't work. I saw Alice on the side, smirking and clearly proud of Edward. Finally he seemed to calm down upon hearing the teachers yelling.
" BREAK IT UP. NOW!" Mr. Banner yelled.
Everyone scattered around and Edward got off of a bloody Tyler. He had a cut above his eyebrow that was bleeding, a terribly nose bleed and clearly a black eye was forming. The coach was standing next to Banner, looking pissed as hell.
" Detention, starting tomorrow until Friday. This is the first day of school, and congratulations, you three are the first to get detention."
Three?
" Cullen, Swan and Crowley, I will see you after school tomorrow."
" ME?! I didn't do anything." I argued.
" Want to make it Saturday detention, too?"
I shut up and walked towards Edward's car. Why the fuck did he have to do this? And get me dragged in, in the process
Edward caught up from behind me and I gripped my bag tightly.
" Are you pissed at me now?"
" Yeah! Why did you do that? Ignore him, he is trying to get a rise out of you."
I got into the car and slammed the door. He slinked into the driver seat, starting up the car and pulling out of the parking space. He gave me a glare from the corner of his eye and I looked at him, daring him to give me a reason as to why he was glaring.
" You didn't hear what he said, so stop talking."
" Jackass." I muttered
The car jerked as he hit the brake roughly. I slammed forward and was pushed back, the back of my head hitting the head rest, it may be softer, but it still hurt like a bitch because it was tender. I placed my hand on the back of my head and glared at my lap.
" I said stop talking." he said threw clenched teeth.
" I'll stop talking, when you stop being a jackass. How about you stop talking. And I don't know, stop beating up people just because they are no longer friends." I said, glaring back at him.
He got onto the road towards our house. " You want to know what he said? Huh, Isabella?"
" No, thanks. I don't give a shit."
But he didn't listen, just continued.
" That asshole, said that I was just some loser that people only liked because I was with Tanya, and that he has 'tapped that' since the first month Tanya started dating me. He said that I was better going back to where I came from, and that I was lucky that I got a little run with a hot girl because it was my last chance. Apparently I can't even keep a girl because I won't give her sex, which is obviously the main part of a relationship." Edward spat at me.
I sighed, staring out of the window. Soon we pulled up to the front of the house. I stepped out of the car and headed home.
" Are you angry at me?" he asked.
" I don't know, you tell me."
He said nothing and I kept heading towards my house. When I got inside I headed up to my room to do my first English assignment of the new school year. I had a small math assignment and a little Biology homework to keep me busy until I had to make dinner later on.
When four thirty rolled around I went downstairs to the kitchen to start up dinner. I got all of my ingredients together and grabbed a pan, along with a pot. I boiled water in a pot, sprinkling in some salt for seasoning, and poured a box of Rotini, Barilla noodles into it.
I took the olive oil from the cabinet and put a layer on the pan, letting it get hot. I chopped up two cloves from a garlic, smashing it with a knife and pealing off the skin. I diced them small and tossed them in with the olive oil. I cut a few handfulls of cherry tomatoes in half and put them in the pan with the garlic and oil.
We had fresh mozzarella in the fridge, so it was soft and smooth. I cut it into cubes and grabbed a big white bowl from the bottom cabinet.
I tasted the pasta to make sure it was soft enough, and drained the water out. I grabbed a fork and went over to pan. I pressed on the tomatoes with a fork, doing the same to all of them and then pouring the rotini into the bowl. I stirred up the mixture in the pan and poured it over the noodles. I put the mozzarella cubes in with the pasta and mixed it together, the cheese melting with the hot food.
Around ten minutes later the front door opened, revealing my parents. They set their things down and walked into the kitchen.
" I swear you are part Italian, sure you aren't Esme's and Edward isn't theirs." my mother joked.
I cracked a smile.
Even though Carlisle and Esme met in London, Esme was born in Italy, her mother is Italian, and father British, so she was half and half. They eventually moved to London when she was in her early teens, and she met my mother in Highschool, and Carlisle in her first year of college. Carlisle was the one who introduced Charlie to Renee.
" Thank you for making dinner, sweetheart. How was your first day of school?"
I scoffed " Would of been better if I didn't get detention."
My father eyes bugged out " What?!"
" Edward got into a fight and I tried to break it up. The teacher just gave me detention for no reason." I informed them.
" I swear I need to have another talk with that boy."
I wiped my mouth with a napkin " No, you don't...Look, things happen and I'll just deal with it."
Before I went to bed I had my mother help me change the dressings on my arm after I showered. I didn't want to have to take one in the morning so I had decided to take one tonight instead. After I was patched up, I did some reading with my lamp on.
Suddenly, my phone beside me buzzed. I grabbed for it and saw that it was from Edward.
I'm sorry for what happened this afternoon, and getting you dragged into it when clearly you had nothing to do with it. Do you still want me to pick you up tomorrow morning?
-E
I sighed, typing a reply.
It's fine. I just wish you had some amount of restraint inside your body. Yes, you can still pick me up tomorrow. Unless you have someting more important to attend to in the morning, makes no difference to me.
-B
No, nothing going on. Though I got a hot date with detention.
-E
Me, too. This stupid jackass got me roped into it.
-B
Jackass?! Somebody is a little mean today.
-E
Mean? You were the smart ass who got me into this mess!
-B
Love you, too, Isabella. You treat me with the most respect.
-E
Damn straight, Cullen.
-B
Want to study on Friday at my house? We got that Algebra quiz after we get through the section
-E
Sure. But I am heading off to sleep, night.
-B
Night
-E
" Welcome to detention...again. Now I have to grade papers so no talking. If I hear any talking, then we are here for an extra hour." Mr. Burke barked at us, sitting his self in a chair.
I leaned back in my seat, sighing deeply.
The first few days of detention were interesting. On Tuesday, it was my first time going to detention, I never had gotten detention before in my life. Since homework was light the first few days of school, I just did all of my homework there and was free at home. After all, what else was there to do in detention.
We had Mrs. Jennings on Wednesday, and she wasn't even there, so I spent the time talking with Edward. Mike Newton was throwing his annual party, since school had just started, this weekend. I for sure wasn't going to attend, and Edward said that he might go. At this point, I wasn't even going to cave if he begged me. I was basically sick of everything only a week into school.
I tapped my pencil against the table and felt someone tap my shoulder. Edward sat in the desk beside me, looking at his pencil that was half on, and half off the desk. I glared at him, shaking my head. Instead, he fisted his hand and hit the end of the pencil that was off the desk. It went flying backwards doing flips, and landed on the floor between desks.
Fuck, it was so hard to not laugh. I covered my mouth with my hand, keeping my teeth clenched shut. He coughed beside me, smiling. I smiled shyly back at him and looked down at the desk.
I endured two hours of the wretched detention until Edward dragged me out when the teacher fell asleep on the desk. Kids were making jokes about him and fooling around, one kid drew a heart on his cheekbone with a crayola marker before ditching the place. Edward pushed me out into the hallway, bursting out into loud laughter, I grabbed onto him, laughing along with him.
We headed outside, walking along the field towards his car.
" Who knew detention was so fucking entertaining." he joked. " I thou-"
He was interrupted by the sound of the football players and the cheerleaders walking along the campus. His eyes clenched shut and he gripped his bag. I reached my right hand out hesitantly to grab his left. For a second he tensed, but he unclenched his hand and gripped mine. I looked up at him.
" It's okay." I assured him, leading him towards the car.
" Thank you."
" For?"
" Being here. You make it better, easier."
" Thats what friends are for."
He sighed " But, your not just a friend, or a best friend. Your so much more then that, but not like family or anything. I can't explain it."
" I know what you mean. You don't have to elaborate."
Hesitantly, I leaned towards him and rested my head on his shoulder. He released my hand and wrapped his arm around my waist. I just wished that this meant something more to him, like this was something romantic.
" If it isn't the new happy couple. Didn't take you long to get over me did it, Edward?"
Edward spun around to look at her. " Your not worth getting upset over. I should of known that a person like you wasn't capable of truly loving somebody, or capable of anything really. Goodbye, Tanya."
He grabbed my hand and made a bee-line for the car. I slipped in just as he did and looked at him and his panicked expression.
" You did a good job, Edward. Sticking up for yourself is the best thing to do."
" Really?"
" Yes...Now, I think we have some Algebra to study for."
When we got to my house, Edward was walking infront of me as we went up the stairs.
It's normal for me to stare at his ass...
We got into my bedroom and he plopped down on my bed, dropping his bag on the side. I sat next to him, my bag dropping a few feet away from his. I laid on my back, staring up at the boring white ceiling.
" So...Study?"
" No. Movies and Soda."
" But you wanted study."
" I say movies and soda."
Authors Note- Alright, so tecnically this is chapter 22, forgetting about the prologue, and on chapter 28 (aka 29 on here) will be when the prologue occurs. The begining of June is when it will be posted. Everyone prepare yourselves.