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A/N: Did everyone has a splendifferous Halloween? I did. Wow 22K+ hits! :) You make me smile. Did you like my piece of art that was Tanya's face? I hope it satisfied you for now? Will it happen a second time? Should I kill her?
I would like to clear up a certain review I received: got him to cheat on me, shattered my heart and broke my trust in him? really Bella? you really think its all tanya's fault? She doesnt drugs him all the time, he slep with her twice knowing who she was. He chosse to slep with her because she made him feel loved but in a different way (his words, not mine), when Bella asked him to stop seeing her he chosse tanya over Bella. he only stop seeing her when Bella left him. why tanya is the only one at fault? sorry Bella but is Edward who cheat on you, shattered your heart and broke your trust in him, not tanya, she doesnt owe you nothing. Why is always the mistress the only one to blame for everything? Now Bella isn't the one who said 'you owe me'. It was Tanya and she was talking to Edward. I'm sorry if that confused you. I wanted to post it ASAP because I was having a busy day. Yes, I know Tanya and Edward are both at fault and so does Bella. But in some way the scorned sometimes always blames the woman even though it takes two people to cheat. Bella was pissed and had so much pent up anger towards Tanya, when Alice found her lurking in the apartment building, brought her up, and Bella snapped. Don't you think kicking Tanya's ass in private is better than making a scene and breaking things in a lobby? I certainly do.
Now, you guys think B should make E a little jealous but should she acknowledge she's doing it or should it just happen?
On with it!
Song for this chapter: Just The Way You Are by Bruno Mars (.com/watch?v=LjhCEhWiKXk&ob=av2e)
Previously:
"I love you," I whispered.
"I love you too, baby girl. Forever." He lifted my hand and kissed my knuckles, rubbing circles into the flesh with his thumb
We're getting there. I know it. I can feel it. Just a few more weeks and we'll be back to how things should be.
EPOV
"So I got a restraining order early this morning."
"No shit? On who?" Em asked, his eyebrow raised as he sat across from me, on a stool in Alice, Jasper, and Bella's kitchen. I went over to the fridge and took out two beers and handed him one. I need to get Jazz more so he won't kill me even though this was the second one I've had since I've been here. I don't know why I'm drinking beer at 11 a.m. but I am.
"Yeah. Tanya'll be served with one by tomorrow. She knows already. Ali found her lurking in the lobby of their apartment building when I was spending time with Bella yesterday. She brought Tanya upstairs and she called Bella a piece of shit and Bella went postal. Tanya got the hell beat out of her." I grinned, remembering the look on Tanya's face as Bella lunged at her and took her to the floor. It was priceless.
Em threw back his head, let out a deep guttural laugh from his throat and clapped his hands together. Bella walked out of her room fresh from a shower looking deliciously flushed and beautiful except for the bruising on her jaw. She had on one of her many pairs of skinny jeans, a thin black long sleeved shirt, her feet bare and her hair flowing in soft waves freely around her face and down her back. She padded into the kitchen and got some coffee, leaned against the counter and took a sip as she eyed Emmett.
"Way to go, Little B! You kick serious ass!" He reached up and stuck his hand out, waiting for her to high five him. "Well, except for the bruise on your face." He still had his hand in the air so she reached up and smacked his palm lightly.
"I take it you told him?" She asked, twisting her head towards me. I nodded and took another pull of my beer. "Description and all?"
"No. I figured you'd want to tell him since I'm not the one who did it, baby."
"Well," she smiled. "I pretty much kicked her ass. Black eye, split lip, welts everywhere 'cause I slapped the hell out of her and I think I popped one of her boobs but I'm not certian. Oh! And there's a slight possibility of baldness. But only in some areas."
"Holy fuck, that's amazing, Bells!" Em yelled and chuckled.
"I do what I can."
I cupped her cheek and kissed her soft lips, savoring her taste. Minty from her toothpaste and sugary from the french vanilla coffee creamer. "Mmm. You look and taste good enough to eat." I then leaned to her other side and kissed her bruise.
"Thank you," she whispered and kissed me again. Em cleared his throat, breaking us out of our moment. Fucker.
"I'd appreciate it if you two didn't dry hump each other in my presence, thank you very much."
"Ha fucking ha, Em. Eat me!" I quipped. I glanced at Bella only to see a blush travel from her face and down. She caught me watching and turned her head so I could no longer see her embarrassment, it making me smile.
"Hey, I'm not sucking face with Bella. Don't get all asshole on me, little bro." I rolled my eyes and shuffled to the living room, leaving Bella and my brother in the kitchen and plopped down on the sofa. I picked up the remote, turned the television on and flipped through the channels as I put my feet on the table in front of me. I turned my head to investigate what the other two were doing and saw Em raiding the fridge.
I shook my head and craned my head and sat forward to see what my angel was doing. She caught my eye and crooked her finger at me to come to her. I wanted her to come in here so I shook my head and patted my thigh for her to join me. 'Come on' I mouthed and winked. She giggled and walked away from Em and sat close to me, leaning her head on my shoulder and took a drink of her coffee.
"You smell really good."
"Thank you, sweetheart. So do you," I rubbed her leg and kissed behind her ear then turned my attention back to the TV, not really paying attention to what was on. I was thinking about what I wanted to do for her this week. Dancing? Dinner? Should I give her something big and flashy or small and meaningful. I wanted to show her that I was sorry for hurting her and reassure her that I loved her fully and unconditionally.
She was everything to me and I don't think I could live without her in my life. Girlfriend or not, I needed her in my life. I wanted-no, scratch that-want to marry this woman and give her my children and spend the rest of my life with her. But what if she didn't want to? I mean she did say I was her boyfriend yesterday. But did she mean it or did the words just come out and she didn't bother to correct herself?
"Hey," Bella looked up at me, "are you okay?"
"Oh, yeah, I'm okay. I was just thinking."
"'Bout what?"
"Just...stuff."
"Edward," she warned. "Tell me. Please."
"Well...shit...Bella, I just wanted to do something nice for you, you know? Show you how much you mean to me and how much I love you. How sorry I am, how much I loathe myself for breaking your heart and your trust in me."
I looked down shyly, waiting for her to shoot me down. Seriously, would she really want to go out with me after everything I'd put her through. Could we start over? I so badly wanted to make up for the things we never got to do these past months. My stupidity months, I now called them. The months I had lost with her.
"Oh, Edward." She climbed up on my lap, hugging my head to her chest as she ran her fingers through the hair at my neck.
"I just want your love again," I mumbled into her neck. I wrapped my arms around her body and pulled her to me, breathing her in. "I just want you back."
"Edward, you do have my love."
I shook my head, still hiding my face. "Not all of it though. I see the hesitation in your eyes and pain. You hold yourself back, you don't give in completely. And I know why you do it but I just...I really want it back. I want all of you. I just want you to be mine again."
"Hey," she pulled back and made me look at her. "Where is this coming from?"
"I don't know. I guess I've been holding it in. I'm going to earn it back. Your love and trust, Bella. It's the biggest goal I aim to achieve right now. The most important thing to me."
"Edward, I..."
"Shhhh," I interrupted. "What do you wanna do? Dinner? Dancing?"
"I hate dancing, babe. You know that."
I tickled her sides and hugged myself to her again, every once in a while, applying small kisses to her skin. She situated herself so her head was in my lap and she put her coffee on the table as I ran my fingers through her soft hair, sometimes playing with her ear or massaging her neck. All the while my brother was gorging himself on whatever he could put in his mouth from the fridge. I turned my head to see if he was still there and saw that he was texting, who was probably Rosalie, judging at how he'd smile everytime he opened the messages.
He was also eating a massive turkey sub sandwich. I grinned and sat back, my attention returning to the girl in my lap. I used both of my hands this time. One hand would be on her hair or face or neck, the other running up and down her arm, play with her little fingers or rub her stomach and circle her belly button, making her giggle or squeak. I would often whisper to her, not loudly. Just loud enough for her ears to hear only. I would say I loved her or she was beautiful or that she was mine.
I'm gonna marry her one day. She will be my wife. I really hope she wants that still.
"I want that. I do want to be your wife some day. We just need to get past all these bumps in the road," Bella said out of the blue.
"Did I say that out loud?"
"Yep," she grinned and turned so the back of her head was positioned in my lap now.
"Whoops."
"You're a goof," she laughed.
"You are. What do you wanna do?"
"When?"
"Tonight. I wanna take you somewhere, anywhere you want to go," I told her as I traced the lines of her face with my fingertips, landing on her lips last and ran my thumb back and forth over her bottom lip.
"Dinner maybe? And a movie?"
"You got it." I bent forward, wanting to kiss her but waited until she approved. She grabbed my ears and pulled me down to her lips and kissed me. I wrapped my hands around her torso and lifted her slightly and deepened the kiss. I licked her bottom lip and she slipped her tongue in my mouth and whimpered as mine tangled with hers.
"Alright you horn balls, that's enough," Em cleared his throat. I broke the kiss and glared at my brother, professional cock blocker extraordinaire.
"You know, if there was a paying job for cock blocking, you'd a be a fucking millionaire by now, Emmett Cullen," I heard my girl growl and I leaned my head back and laughed. She got up and sat next to me as I continued to shake from her jab at my brother. I wiped my eyes and glanced at her then my brother who just stood there, smiling, apparently relishing in our frustration.
"Hey, it ain't my damn fault you two can't keep it in your pants for two minutes. What if Ali and Jazz walked through and caught you doin' the horizontal mambo on top of the coffee table?"
"I would be forced to kick their asses." I looked behind Emmett and saw my little sister standing there, hands on her hips and tapping her foot. Bella giggled and waved at her.
"Hey Ali-cat," I smiled and got up and hugged her.
"What did I tell you about that fucking nickname Edward?"
"I vaguely remember you screaming 'call me that again and I'll cut your favorite appendage off!' or something along the lines of that. You better not be wielding a switch blade," I quipped and backed away in caution.
"You're such a child, my dear brother. I wouldn't go near your...organ."
"Organ?" I teased, "Alice, my dear, small sister...if you remember correctly, most guys call it a dick or johnson or-"
"Schlong!" Em and Jazz interjected at the same time and hit their fists together, chuckling.
"You want me to get a knife?" Ali growled at us.
"Fuck no!" I yelled and ran to the pantry, calling to my girl as I went. "Baby, save me!"
"You're on your own, Edward. Learn not to irk your sister." She called. I peeked out the door to check if my sister had moved but she was still standing there, shaking her head. I huffed and walked to the fridge to get a soda. (A/N: I was going to put pop but some people don't know what that is or they call it soda or coke even when it's not a coke.)
"Emmett, damn it, you're buying groceries! You fucking ate all the lunch meat in the fridge," I bellowed when I found the thing to be half of the way bare. The cheese was nearly gone, the meat had been demolished, along with the beer. I took out a Mountain Dew and closed the door.
"Oh, he will. All the men will," Ali retorted.
"But sugar..." Jazz whined.
"I don't wanna hear it, Whitlock."
"Fucking hell," he snarled. "You dickheads are paying for everything. Especially you, Em."
"Fine," Em grinned. "I'm going home ass faces. My girl wants me to sex her up." He walked out the door and closed it.
I shook my head I went back into the living room, picking Bella up with my free arm, listening to her squeal and swat at me. I put my soda down and tossed her on the couch then joined her and pulled her close. She hooked both of her legs over my right thigh. I gripped her calf and massaged it through her jeans. I very well couldn't pull her pant leg up, the damn things were practically painted on, they were so tight. I tried pulling on the fabric to see if it would stretch but it wouldn't give.
"How the hell do you put these on in the morning? Sew 'em on?"
"They're not that tight."
"They hell they aren't. How can the circulation in your lower half not be cut off?" I questioned while trying the put my finger in the cuff at her ankle.
"Stop it that, you loon," Bella squawked and slapped my hands away, "I'm fine. My circulation is fine. Besides, they make my ass look phenomenal."
"Really?" I flipped her over so I could check for myself. My eyes widened. She was right! They cupped her little behind like a dream. I smoothed my hand over it and pinched a butt cheek.
"Ouch, you fucker!" she wailed. I laughed and turned her back over, returning her to her previous position.
"Sorry, baby. I didn't mean to pinch that hard. Are you alright? Here pull them down so I can check if there's a bruise." My hands went to her button.
"Edward Anthony!" Bella squealed, "I am not taking my pants off in front of your sister and brother-in-law!
"Alright, alright." I let go of her and turned on the TV. I turned it to a music channel and listened to the song.
Oh, her eyes, her eyes make the stars look like they're not shining
Her hair, her hair falls perfectly without her trying
She's so beautiful
And I tell her everyday (yeahh)
I know, I know
When I compliment her she won't believe me
And it's so, it's so
Sad to think that she don't see what I see
But everytime she asks me "Do I look okay?"
I say
When I see your face
There's not a thing that I would change
'Cause you're amazing
Just the way you are
And when you smile
The whole world stops and stares for a while
'Cause girl you're amazing
Just the way you are
Her lips, her lips
I could kiss them all day if she let me
Her laugh, her laugh she hates but I think it's so sexy
She's so beautiful
And I tell her everyday
Oh you know, you know, you know
I'd never ask you to change
If perfects what you're searching for
Then just stay the same
So don't even bother asking if you look okay
'Cause you know I'll say
When I see your face
There's not a thing that I would change
'Cause you're amazing
Just the way you are
And when you smile
The whole world stops and stares for a while
'Cause girl you're amazing
Just the way you are
The way you are
The way you are
When I see your face
There's not a thing that I would change
'Cause you're amazing
Just the way you are
And when you smile
The whole world stops and stares for a while
'Cause girl you're amazing
Just the way you are
"I like that song. It reminds me of you," I looked over at her and smiled.
"Really?"
"Mhmmm. You're amazing, Bella. I never want you to change."
6 PM that night...
"Bella! Are you ready yet? We got a six thirty reservation!" I called out from the kitchen.
"Coming!" She walked out from her room and my breath caught in my lungs. She looked breath taking! She had on a soft magenta colored cashmere turtle neck, light blue skinny jeans, and the boots she wore for her interview. Her hair was pinned back on the sides, the rest curled in loose ringlets that fell around her shoulders and down her back.
"You look amazing," I complimented.
"I do? It's not too casual is it?" She spun around, letting me see the rest of her, then went to get her jacket.
"It's perfect, baby. You ready?" I offered her my arm and we walked out the door, to my car. When we got to the garage, I opened her door and waited until she got in then walked to my side and started the car, warming it up and drove to the restaraunt. I pulled in to the lot of a little Italian place and got out to open Bellla's door. She got out and took my hand and I led us inside. A man at the podium welcomed us with a bored greeting and asked for my name. He seated us at a table by the window and gave us our menus.
A couple minutes later a tall dark haired man and smiled at us came over. "Hello, my name is Marcus. I'll be your waiter for this evening. Our special tonight is Tomato Basil soup with fresh tomatoes, a side salad and endless breadsticks for $10.95. Can I start you off with some wine?"
"That sounds perfect. I want the special. What about you, sweetheart?" I asked Bella.
"I'll have the same." I glanced at the waiter and caught him ogling her. I cleared my throat and glared at him, snapping him out of his trance.
"So you and the gorgeous lady will have the special? Any particular type of wine?"
"Um...can I get something else? Do you have sparkling cider?" Bella shyly asked Marcus.
He smiled at her and I swear I saw him touch her shoulder. "Of course." He looked at me then walked away. I was fucking fuming inside! What the fuck right did he have to touch my angel. He didn't know her and I was sitting right fucking here!
"Edward, are you okay?" she touched my hand.
"Yeah. Fine. That waiter is kind of smug, don't you think?"
"I didn't think so," she shrugged. I huffed and ran my hands through my hair. Alright, I'm jealous. I admit it. It's just that there is a possibility of losing her to, well, anybody and I'm terrified that day would come quicker than I expected. Marcus came back and poured our drinks and gazed at Bella. She caught him looking and blushed. That was my fucking blush! What the hell!
"You've got a very lucky guy here. You're a beautiful woman," he cooed.
"Thank you," she giggled which only pissed me off more so I 'accidentally' kicked the table to make him quit. He glared at me and walked away to get our food. A few minutes passed and he came back out, put our food in front of us and smiled at her a-fucking-gain. I'm gonna have to kick his ass.
"Excuse me, do you think that you could refrain from gawking at my girlfriend and do your job?"
He paled and nodded, apologizing and walked away. I rolled my eyes and picked up my spoon to take a bite of my soup and ate my breadsticks and salad. Twenty minutes passed before she spoke to me.
"Edward! That was rude! He was just being nice. You didn't have to be a jealous asshole to him."
"Bella, he looked at you like you were a piece of ass he wanted to take in to a dark passage to have his way with! You're mine and he can't have you!"
"Oh, so now I don't belong to myself? When did this caveman attitude come forth?" her tone icy.
"Bella, he was flirting with you. I didn't like it."
"Get over yourself, Edward. He was being nice! It's not like I'm going to sleep with him. It's not like I'm gonna sneak around behind your back and fuck him every other weekend!" she sneered, her eyes burning with anger. "You have no business being jealous."
I winced at her jab, pain washing through me. She was throwing my mistake back at me and I deserved it but it didn't mean that it didn't hurt all the same. I was trying to make up for what I did and to have her say that killed me and reminded me that I could lose her, upsetting me and filling my body with fear all the more. I put my napkin down and nodded as I felt tears sting the corners of my eyes. It hit me like a wrecking ball.
She didn't have to do this, she didn't have to put up with my bullshit but she was and I had no idea why. It would be so much easier for her to just find someone else. It would kill me but it'd make her life so much better.
"Ok. I guess I deserved that." I whispered, my voice hoarse. I flagged Marcus down and asked for the check then looked at her. "I'm just gonna take you home. I'm tired all of sudden." I guess she heard the sadness in my voice because her features softened and the fury faded.
"Edward..."
I stopped her, "It's fine, Bella. I'm just tired." I got up and walked to the register not bothering to help her out of the chair. I also didn't want her to see my tears. I payed and waited for her to catch up and walked out. I went to get in and started the car. A few minutes into the drive, she whispered, breaking the silence.
"Edward, I'm sorry."
"You didn't do anything," I gulped, trying my hardest to hold back the tears that wanted to spill.
"Yes, I did. I threw it back in your face."
"It's okay. I deserved it."
"No, you didn't. I know you're trying and I was being a bitch," Bella's bottom lip quivered.
"You were right, though. I didn't have the right to be jealous. You aren't a bitch. I was being a dick."
"Edward," a tear dripped down her cheek.
"It's okay, baby. You didn't do anything wrong." I pulled up to her apartment building, reached over her and opened the car door, my hands shaking.
"Please, I don't want you to be mad at me." More tears fell down her face. I shook my head. She thought my short answers were because I was angry with her but that wasn't the truth. I wasn't mad at her for the jab. It hurt but it didn't make me mad. Truth is: I'm scared and it makes me weak.
"I'm not mad. I could never be mad at you. I'll call you tomorrow, okay?" The lump in my throat got bigger by the second.
"Edward," she whimpered.
"Just go inside, sweetheart." She got out and looked at me.
"I'm sorry."
"There's nothing to be sorry for, Bell."
"I love you," she whispered.
"Me too. I'll call you." She closed the door and walked to the front and went in. As soon as she disappeared around the corner, I let my head fall to the wheel and the tears that I had been holding in flooded my eyes and cascaded down my cheeks in torrents.
"Ah, fuck," I sobbed and felt my shoulders shake.
Oh, God. I'm gonna lose her.
A/N: 8( E is scared and B thinks she hurts his feelings. Will he explain it to her? DRAMA!
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