Two things seem to happen at once. Jake practically throws me away to engulf Edward in a hug and Onyx rushes over and pounces me to the ground. Yes she's little, but so am I. And I was pretty much headed towards the ground already.
Like me, Edward hasn't seen my brother in at least a year. He's attending college a couple towns over and barely breaks away from his partying to come and visit me and Charlie.
Shit, I hope he's here just to visit. If he lost his football scholarship, Charlie would shit a brick and then throw it at him.
"Edward!" Jake nearly cries at the suspended boy. If there's one person that can sweep Edward completely off his feet it's him.
"Jake!" Edward slaps him on the back and I groan out loud. The last thing I need is this bromance back in effect. You'd think with Edward having moved away it would've severed a little. And with my precious drunk admission to Jake about my could-be feelings toward Edward, it's the last thing I need.
"Bella!" I yell towards them, because dammit include me. He clearly came here for the better Swan, "what can we do you for Edward?" I ask as I inch their now dispersed bodies inside the house and away from the open door.
"I wanted to come over here and check on you, but Jake, how the hell are you?"
He beams towards us and I clearly forgot how close the three of us were. Edward's been hanging around a lot of new people this past year and it's clear he revels in old senses of security.
And with Jake eager to enlighten him, that's that. Jake practically rushes Edward over to the couch to tell him all about the girls and booze and parties he had been getting into. Like Edward needs anymore of that.
I make myself scatter at the mention of girls. The last thing I want to hear are comparisons.
Upstairs I try to rest peacefully again.
"Bella," I hear and feel the soft whisper against my nose. My nose doesn't like the tickle sensation though and I try to bat it away.
"Bella c'mon," the voice demands and I nearly open my eyes, but I am so, so tired.
"I knwo you can hear me. I have something to tell you."
My eye opens a teeny bit at that because anything this voice wants to tell me, I just have to know.
With that little peek of Edward, my eyes open fully and I feel so captivated I have to scoot away. And then I realize we're in a bed again. Yippee. Twice in less than one day. I'm sure this is some type of record for you.
"Wow, first you barge into my house, ignore me for my brother and then you sneak into my room," I playfully gasp, "the nerve of you."
"I was supposed to drive you home remember? And I didn't barge in. Jake opened the door for me. How's your arm by the way?" You reach down and rub at it. Of course you noticed I landed on it weirdly when I tumbled to the floor. Not one of my finest moments, but you've seen me on the floor more times than either of us could count.
"You were supposed to drive beside me," I roll my eyes, "And it hurts. I think I'll need surgery," I whine.
"Surgery?" You widen your eyes in playful amazement, "I think you'll need more than that. Just throw the whole arm away."
"I should, shouldn't I. It could be another tool I can add to my list."
"To trip over?" you belt out.
"No," I sneer, "to hit you with." I raise my 'broken' but really perfectly fine arm to hit your muscled one until you reach over with both arms to hold my own over my head.
"I was supposed drive here," you pout and I almost let you sucker me into hearing all about your tale with Irina and Lauren, but I'm quicker than you think.
I reach my left leg up to whack your back and you wince a little. I almost feel bad but remember your hands are holding me hostage.
You, never one to let me have the upper hand, move in between my legs and spead them, creating a space too wide for me to hit you again, but not uncomfortable so that I mind it.
"I did you a favor," I smile up at you, playing right into your hand, "I left you in the company of two loose bimbos. You should be thanking me."
"What exactly do you think happened Bella?" You stare down at me. No smile, no smirk. Just a blank face I can't read. I'm finding that an occurring problem between us these days.
"I don't know. I'm sure they gave you a happy time, right? How was it at Tanya's?" I turn my head away from you. I'd rather not look at your face when you talk about her.
"Bella. I didn't go to Tanya's. I didn't do anything with Irina or Lauren." You release me and roll to my turned side, now facing me.
"They ruined my Bella time," you smile and reach up to run one long finger down my now flushed cheek.
"Those bitches," I smile back. One minute I want to kill you and then next I'm smiling. You really have my emotions in a whirlwind.
"Tanya smelled like rancid cheese," you smirk and I pull my head back in surprise.
"I thought you said—"
"I didn't sleep with Tanya, or anyone else here." I'm sure you catch me grimace at the emphasis of here, "Months ago, Tanya offered to blow me, and that wasn't the best night for me. We made it to my car. I never kissed her or anything. She started unbuckling my pants and I almost let her pull them down, but she opened her mouth before she got there and I nearly threw up on her."
I don't know what to say, so I just laugh. This was not what I was expecting at all. I laugh so hard, tears come streaming down my face and you wipe them away.
So that's that. Little reminder: Edward left Forks at the end of middle school right before high school began. He came back two years ago. Bella and Edward are Seniors in hs now.
Edward didn't sleep with anyone in Forks. Bella will bother him soon about who it was. Thank you for reading! Review if you choose.