Seeingthatthisismyfirstfic, IdecidedI'mallowedtoexperimentwithwaysofwritingabit.
Iimplementedafewminorchangesalready, thoughIdon'tthinkyoureallynoticed.
ForthischapterI'mgivingfirstpersonactivewritingago. Justtogetafeelforitmostly. Letmeknowwhatyouthink!
I don't own twilight, S. Meyers boys just rock my socks off!
He was breathing against my neck, hot and wet. I felt the hairs in my neck raise in anticipation. It felt amazing, not bad. Never bad. His lips were on the hollow below my ear now, grazing his nose against my ear bud, I shuddered. His tongue made it's way down my neck to my shoulder, leaving a wet trail rapidly cooling in the cold air. "Jazz..." I moaned. While his mouth held there, nipping my flesh with his soft lips, his hands came around my waist, nails softly raking my abdomen. Another shudder went down my spine, lingering in the muscles in my lower back. He pulled me back and moved to hover over me, his now dark blue eyes filled with love and need. He raised his hand to caress my cheek and than he started crying...
I was awake in a split second, the effect of my wonderful dream still pulsating in my groin. Something was wrong though. He was still crying! "Don't be a moron Ed, he can't be, he isn't here!" I closed my eyes, how amazing that dream had been, up until the moment Jasper's eyes had filled with tears. I heard another sob.
Sliding out from between my sheets I rubbed my fingers through my eyes and looked at the alarm clock. 3.25 am. I stumbled into the adjoining bathroom and opened the tab. Cold water hit the shallow sink, cascading up against my lower abdomen and briefs. I flicked it shut and tried again. This time gently nudging the handle. I let the water run over my wrists and washed my face. Another distinct sob reaching my ear through the open door. I turned off the flow of water.
As my sleepy erotic haze dissipated, realization set in. It was only me and Alice here, she must be the one crying. I rushed to her room, lightly tapping her bedroom door. "Ally?" I heard the movement of ruffling sheets and a muffled sob, she didn't reply. I slowly opened the door and I saw her, a curled up ball fully covered by the sheets. She was lightly shaking.
I stood frozen for a moment, but than quickly rushed to the bed. I lifted the covers and got underneath them. Sticking my chest against her rounded back I put my arms around her, holding her in my arms. "Shhhhh, it's ok, let it out..." I whispered, rocking her gently. She turned around and lay her head on my chest. We just laid there. I whispered soothing words at her, her tears flowing, wetting the soft fabric of my shirt. After a while her tears dried up and her sobs went from hitched breaths to easy sighs. Until her breath slowed down and she started snoring lightly. I pressed a kiss on the top of her head and let myself be pulled down into a vast and dreamless sleep.
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I woke up with the sun shining red against the insides of my eyelids. I inhaled as I stretched my feet and wiggled my toes. My nose filled with the sweet smell of cinnamon and I slowly opened my eyes. Alice lay next to me on her side facing me, our heads on the same pillow. Her little pixie face relaxed, her mouth was open a little, still snoring lightly. It was adorable. She was always his grown up sister, but laying here fast asleep she looked like a child. Her nose was red and there were grey shadows under her eyes.
My chest contracted, my heart ached for my sister and the pain she must feel. I softly placed a kiss on the tip of her nose. It wrinkled and her eyes opened. She gazed into my eyes. Hers echoing the heart ship I felt for her. Neither of us moved, we just stared into each other's soul. Barriers built by years of parental fighting and fatherly rejection crumbling. Her eyes were my eyes and mine were hers. At that moment I knew Alice was the single most important person in my life, she was the only one that unconditionally accepted me for who I was.
She smiled a tiny smile, just a hint of it lifting the corners of her mouth, I smiled back. Letting out a content sigh, I closed my eyes. A new overwhelming warmth came over me and I drifted back onto oblivion.
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I woke up again to the smell of soap and coffee. I moaned lazily and stretched my limbs. What a perfect morning, my life was good. I thought back to yesterday morning, when my life had still been filled with doubt. I hadn't known Jasper liked me. The drive to the beach had been nerve wrecking. And than that kiss... I moaned again. After that kiss I had been even more confused, what the hell had it meant? On the way home we didn't speak, tension was rising high until we both turned to each other at the same time and spoke. Just that had us both in chuckles and we had talked the rest of the night. It had been perfect.
I heard the radio play in the kitchen downstairs and I opened my eyes. Alice had already gotten up and probably taken a shower judging by the soap. I turned my head and caught the smell of my armpit and quickly pulled my arm from underneath my head. I definitely needed one myself. I got up and dashed into my own bathroom. Before I knew it I hit my head, hard! I groaned.
I heard feet coming up the stairs in a rush. "Edward? Edward!" Alice's voice was right beside me. I was laying on the floor. What was I laying on the floor for? My ass felt wet, really wet. I reached for the now throbbing spot on the back of my head, it felt wet under my fingers. I moaned again. "Edward? You're freaking bleeding!" I tried to get up but a sharp pain shot through my head. Alice's hands were on me in an instant. "Stay down, I'll be right back!" she half shouted, her voice leaped over in panic.
When she came back into the bathroom she was on the phone. "What do I do Carlisle? He's shaking and bleeding!" What? I'm not shaking! I tried to look down, but my eyes rolled back into my head. And than everything went dark.
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