This story is loosely based on the Korean Drama, 1% of Anything, because I added more twists, so, uh, yeah.
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THE SONG FOR THIS CHAPTER WOULD BE USE SOMEBODY – Kings of Leon. (I fucking love that band. :3)
Now, let's see what Edward's been up to these past 3 days…..
EPOV
It's been 3 days since I last saw Bella. 72 hours since she left me. 4,320 minutes since she uttered the words "Goodbye Edward". 259,000 seconds and counting since the contract along with my heart was shredded.
Pathetic? Tell me 'bout it.
I never felt empty like this since my dad died.
I should have known that I liked her since the day that she bumped into me and fell on her peachy ass.
"Stupid. Stupid." I said to myself, slapping my face.
I haven't shown to work since that disastrous impromptu date. I'm too depressed and nervous since that day is the same day I called Jasper to deliver the flowers to Bella as apology.
For those uneventful 3 days, I've roamed aimlessly, driving my Volvo and stopping only for gas, to pee or to sleep on the backseat of my car. Dangerous? Maybe. Suicidal? Definitely. Petty? Pretty much.
Sleeping is rather difficult. Not because of the cramped space but because of the recurring dreams about her.
It's hard though, because every time I stop, I noticed that I'm where I'm not supposed to be. Forks, WA.
Believe me, I've tried avoiding that place but there seems like a pull that always lead me there. I reached Spokane, Montana, Wyoming, Portland and yet, the end point is always there.
The third day. I am currently resting on one of the parks on Port Angeles, brooding and doing nothing. I feel nothing, though. As if my body went numb. I didn't feel hungry or thirsty. My thoughts always about her.
What if I haven't blew up that night? Maybe we're on some movies or restaurants now, dating properly.
What if after my apologies to her, she wouldn't forgive me? or if she did, she already moved on?
The thought of Bella with other guys makes my heart ache. I sighed. "I really am a stupid motherfu-" I slapped my face again. I vow that day that I would never curse again so that Bella would really forgive me because she saw that I changed.
"Yes, you are a stupid motherfucker." A voice said.
Now what? I'm hearing voices, too?"I've grown crazy!" I shouted, roaming my hand through my hair in frustration.
The voice laughed. "Well, now that you mention it. Yeah, you're crazy. I mean, come on, dude, talking to yourself? Desperate, much?"
I quickly turn around to see where the voice came from.
A familiar figure is standing by a tree near a car.
"Jasper?"
The figure slowly walks towards me. "Dude. When was the last time you took a bath? Phew. You stunk. Like a hobo. A homeless bum. You wouldn't visit her in that state, right?"
I ignored his question. "What are you doing here?"
He walked closer to me. "Duh. I delivered your flowers to her."
"Oh. Right."
"If you wanna know, she moved out from her parents' house. She is now living at M-C Condominiums, 10th floor." Then he tossed me some keys which I agilely caught. "PS. She's alone there."
"Wh-?"
"I got a feeling that you will need it." He winked. "Sadly, the flowers are thrown in a bin."
He turned around to his car. "Double-crossing sure is fun!" He remarked and left.
Double-crossing?
I shook my head, clearing my thoughts. I looked at the keys on my hand.
Should I? Or shouldn't I?
No, I shouldn't. She would only get angrier.
But Jasper said, he got a feeling that I might need it. What if she's in trouble? What if she's hurt?
It might be instinct or reflex because next thing I knew, I'm in front of her unit, my fingers are nervously hovering over the intercom button.
Then, I heard her voice through the door as she shouted, "OH FUCK!"
I quickly pressed the button and called out. "Bella?"
Silence. "Bella?" I repeated.
Still, no one answered. Paranoia settles inside me. . Is she being attacked? Is she hurt?
As if answering my thoughts, she shouted again. "FUCK! FUCK!"
That decided it. I frantically opened her door and looked for her.
In her living room, clothes were strewn on the floor. In her kitchen, her groceries were scattered all over the floor.
"Bella? Bella?" I called out, panicking.
"Fuck!" She moaned from the other room. Might be the washroom.
Wait, what? Moaned? That's not the right, erm, sound when you're either being attacked or hurt.
"Fuck." She groaned.
Eh? Is she…. Fucking someone?
I quickly ran to the living room and checked if there are any signs of men's clothing. None. I sighed in relief.
"Fuck." She moaned again.
What the-? If she's not fucking…. She 's –
"Fuck!" She yelled again.
"Bella?" I whispered, slowly walking to the washroom.
"Edward?"
"Bella?"
"Fuck!"
"Oh! Sorry! It seems like I caught you in a wrong time. I'll just leave now." I whispered through the door, and tip-toed back to the living room.
"EDWARD!" She shouted.
Is she-. Is she thinking about me? While she's -? Oh, crap. It twitched. Yep. The one down there fucking twitched.
"Edward?" She yelled again, making it grew harder. The thought of her, pleasuring herself, thinking about me, *twitch twitch* I quietly walk back to the hallway.
"Fuck. Edward?"
I can't help but moan. "Shit." I quickly covered my mouth.
"I heard you, Edward! I know you're out there."
I dashed to the washroom door, knelt and bowed my head to the floor.
"I'm so sorry! It's just that Jasper told me that you might need me and –"
"Jasper told you what?"
"I'm sorry! I know it's wrong timing and I really am so sorry! Don't worry, I didn't hear anything."
"You heard what?"She shouted through the door.
"Well, when I'm outside the front door of your unit, erm, I heard you shout, cursing, so at first, I thought that you're being attack or something, and uh, I'm a certified paranoid, you know? So I rushed here and I never thought –"
"What?"
"I'm sorry! I never thought that, er, you would be, uh, " I take a deep breath and quickly exhaled. "Pleasuring yourself."
I heard the door opening and I felt myself getting excited and nervous at the same time.
And there she is. With all her naked glory?
I gaped at her. She's wearing nothing but white innocent lingerie. *twitch* Smooth column of her neck beseeching to be kissed, *twitch* perfect round breasts lightly covered with white cotton, demanding to be worshipped , *twitch* flat even tummy with a belly button begging my tongue to delve in it, *twitch* smooth, silky, flawless, long, legs that's pleading to wrap around my body as I thru-.
She snapped her finger right in front of my face. "Hey, hey. Eyes up here."
I blushed. Yeah, I just fu- blushed. "I'm sorry." I said, bowing my head down again, embarrassed.
"No, don't do that." She ordered, smirking lightly.
I slowly stood up. "I'm really sorry for this time and the last time." I apologized for the nth time at the day.
"Didn't I tell you that you should never set foot near Forks or me ever again?" She shouted.
I lowered my head. Trust me, I tried Bella. I tried.
"Since you broke my rules, you should be given punishment!"
Twitchy twitched. NOT NOW, PERVERT!
She eyed Mr. Twitchy and cocked an eyebrow. "Not that kind of punishment, perv. GO TO A CONVENIENCE STORE AND BUY ME SANITARY PADS WITH WINGS. NOW." She said sternly, crossing her arms which only made her perfect bosoms push up.
*twitch twitch*
"NOW!" She shouted and slammed the door on my face.
I reluctantly walked out and drove to a convenience store.
THIS IS SO EMBARASSING. I NEVER DONE THIS. NOT EVEN FOR MY SISTER. I can almost hear Jasper laugh, you're soo whipped.
I quietly walked to the hygiene section.
Just my luck! A woman in her early 50s, I think, is looking at me suspiciously as I grab 3 boxes of the nearest sanitary pads.
"Is this the one with wings?" I asked her sharply.
She shook her head and handed me a different set.
I read the package and it's the right one.
"Thanks." I murmured, rushing to the cashier.
Gary ,his nameplate says, the cashier, eyed me.
"Dude. You're heroic. I won't even do this to my girlfriend even if it kills me." He exclaimed, shaking his head.
I just nodded, looking away.
"Wait. Aren't you that guy from the M-C Enterprise? You're all over the paper! They say you're depressed and not going to work because your girlfriend dumped you for being so jealous! "
I looked at him incredulously. "How did you know it's me?"
"Well, there's a grainy photo of you and the girl. I can only make out the hair. The messy hair, y'know? No offense." He said, pointing to my hair, smiling lightly.
A photo? With me and Bella? Crap….
"I'm guessing that you made up, eh? Too bad there will be no fucking happening for a week, huh?" He smirked, waving at the pads.
"Why? I can't fuck her if she has a period?" I asked dumbly.
"Uhuh. I mean, it's gross to have bloody cum all over your dick, right?" He stated.
I laughed nervously. "But she's doing this to me as a punishment."
"Well, it could be that, too. But did she bawl in her bathroom, cursing?"
I nodded mutely.
"It's the time of the month, dude! Congratulations! She's not pregnant!" He grinned, patting my back.
I smiled weakly, grabbing the boxes and drove quickly to her.
"Bella?" I called out.
"In the bathroom!" She shouted.
I knocked.
"Come in."
I quietly walked in.
She's lying on the floor, crumpled in a fetal position, her face contorted in pain, making my heart clench.
She does have the period. I knelt beside her beside her, handing her the pads. "Here you go. Are you okay?"
She nodded. "Go away!"
I scrambled out. I think I've learned a lesson during these times when my sister has her periods. Oh Lord, those were the worst times!
I heard some plastic crumpling, flushing then the shower opening.
I just stood there, unsure of what good thing to do next.
Minutes later, I'm still standing at the same spot like an idiot.
"Uh, Edward?" She called in a small voice, peeking.
"Yeah?" I asked.
"What are you still doing here?"
"Oh, uh-"
She sighed. "Turn around. 180 degrees."
I quietly turn around.
I heard the door opening wider and felt her rush to the bedroom.
I still stood frozen, in front of the bathroom, facing the opposite wall, acting like a complete idiot without doing anything.
Then she went out, wearing a huge shirt and a pair of boy shorts.
*twitch*
"Excuse me." She said, pushing me out of the way.
I spun around to look at her. She's shuffling something in the medicine cabinet.
"Do you need something?" I asked.
She turned around and blushed, looking at the floor. She's too damn cute and adorable, blushing like that.
You've got it bad, Edward. You can say that again.
She suddenly shook her head and looked at me angrily.
"WHAT ARE YOU STILL DOING HERE?"
"Er, I was just wondering if you might need something."
"Well, it's not like I can just make you get it for –" Her face suddenly looked like she's in deep pain as she slowly knelt on the floor, clutching her lower stomach.
"Are you sure you're okay?"
"DOES IT LOOK LIKE I'M O-" She yelled but stopped immediately, pulling her knees closer to her.
"I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" I apologized quickly. My sister does tell me that sometimes it hurts like a bitch. "What can I do?" I pleaded, carefully kneeling beside her, feeling the same strange pain in my heart.
She slowly looked up to my face. At first, I though she's going to cry but suddenly she yelled, "DUH? I NEED SOME FUCKING PAINKILLERS! WILL YOU BE SO KIND AND BUY ME FUCKING SOME?"
"Okay! Okay! I'll be right back, just wait here."
"HURRY!"
I rushed out and drove quickly to the nearest pharmacy, bought some Tylenol, Advil, aspirin, ibuprofen, naproxen and everything that has pain relievers/ killers written on their boxes. I paid them and dashed to my car and drove as fast as I could when suddenly I saw a police cruiser signaling me to pull over. WHAT THE HELL?
The moustache-wearing police officer walked up to me. Seriously?
"Sir, there's an emergency. I really need to –" I explained frantically.
"Sorry, son. No exceptions. You went through the speed limit."
I sighed. I have no time for this! "Sir, my supposed-to-be girlfriend has her period and –" I said, showing her the medicines I bought.
He looked at me skeptically at first. I might look desperate to him because his expression changed into understanding and sympathetic. "Enough said, son. I've went through those difficulties with my wife, too. Wait until she became pregnant, oh God, that's the worst, no, the labor, Oh! But it's worth it, though." He winked. "I'm letting you off the hook for now."
I smiled gratefully at him. "Thank you, Chief –" I looked at his embroidered name. "Swan." Wait, what? Could it be…
"No problem, boy. You look very familiar though." He said, scratching his chin absently.
"I'm Edward Masen – Cullen, sir." I said, introducing myself.
"Oh, right! You're the one whose girlfriend broke up with just because of your jealousy! It's all over the news! So I assume that you two made up, eh?"
I nodded silently.
"Good for you, kid. I can see that you love her so much that you bought all these and even broke the law." He joked.
I laughed with him uneasily.
"Well, I'm off. We didn't want to keep your girlfriend waiting, right?" He grinned, leaving.
OH MY CRAPPING CRAP. Did I just met the father of my- er, Bella? Well that was -..
Nah. Swan is pretty common. What are the chances, right? But his face is quite similar to Bella's. They have the same nose and brown eyes. Er. That's. Uh. Unsettling?
Anyway, I drove carefully back to Bella.
I parked the car to Bella's designated place. I grabbed the paper bag and got out of the car.
Then it crapping rain. Not just a drizzle or sprinkle but like a huge splash.
I stood there, the paper bag safely dry as I covered it with my body. I crouched down and ran to the entrance.
That was refreshing.
I rushed to the elevator and to Bella's unit.
I swiftly opened the door and immediately walked to the washroom where I last saw her. She's lying crumpled. Worst scenario I could ever think of.
I gave her the pills and she opened one box randomly and popped 2 tablets.
"Thanks." She murmured. Her face relaxing a bit.
I smiled, feeling quite relieved that I'm easing her pain.
Then I remember something that Alice usually does when she's having menstrual cramps.
"Wait here." I ordered.
I went to the kitchen opened some drawers and grabbed a towel. I pour some hot water from the faucet and placed it in a huge bowl from one of the cabinets.
I walked back to her, slowly move her shirt upwards and placed it atop her lower abdomen. She closed her eyes fuzzily, smiling a little.
I carefully lifted her and brought her to her bedroom.
I pushed the comforter and vigilantly lay her on the bed and pulled the duvet back.
She sleepily cuddles the pillow beside her and smiled contentedly. How cute.
I sighed happily and walked back to the washroom, arranged the medicines to the cabinet.
I went to the kitchen and organized the groceries to the cupboard.
I walked to the living room, collected the clothes, went diligently to the laundry and placed the clothes coordinately on the baskets.
I tread softly to her bedroom.
She's sleeping peacefully. I carefully touch her hair soothingly.
Then, suddenly, her hand reached out to mine, making jolts pass through us again.
She pulled me closer, almost making me fall to her bed.
"Stay." She mumbled.
I smiled. "I will." I murmured, kissing her forehead.
-NEXT MORNING-
BPOV
I awoke with a start. I felt someone beside me. That's weird. I thought I told Vanessa to visit tomorrow. Hmm. Maybe she can't wait.
I smiled lightly and cuddled her closer.
But, wait. She doesn't have a key with her. How can she sleep beside me?
I cautiously FEEL the person beside me.
V's body isn't this hard.
I warily open my eyes and being surprised is the biggest understatement of the whole century.
The familiar bronze messy hair. The tensed look of his bright emerald eyes. The sharp yet touchable stubble on his chiseled jaw.
And I saw his face is about an inch apart with mine. Our noses are meeting. Our lips almost touching.
Then I remembered every thing that happened last night. The pain. The cursing. The worried look of his eyes. The aggrieved look of his face. The careful touches. Soothing words.
"Edward?" I whispered.
"Bella." He murmured, leaning closer.
OH MY GOSH! I LOVEE THIS CHAPTER. This shows how Edward loves Bella. I think. I mean, he's so SWEET here, right? :o)
Ok. What if Bella forgave Edward? Is it alright with you guys? Me thinks it's cool, I mean, come on guys, give him a break, he has reasons for his behavior, and he changed too! He softened. So I guess that's the main deal, right? ;oD
About Jacob. Hmm…. He'll be er, appearing on sooner chapters. But his parents would be showing their faces again next chap. So, yeah.
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