Stephenie has it all. I just decided to play with her characters and add some of mine.
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"You're lucky I'm not there! I'm going to fucking end you!"
Jake's shouting welcomed us in the parking lot of the hotel. We had taken a cab back and packed quickly then went to the parking lot. And heard Jacob yelling from about twenty feet away.
"What happened?" Edward asked, shoving our bags in the trunk area of the bus.
"Remember Paul?" Bob asked.
"No, I don't fucking remember Paul. He was on the team for a season and half," Edward said sarcastically. "What did he do?"
"Okay, and you know Rebecca, Jake's sister?" Bob continued. Edward glanced at me then nodded to Bob. "The thing is Paul had promised her that she was it and all that shit. Apparently, that was a lie… he's been…doing someone else behind her back. For about two months now."
"Let me guess, Rebecca called Jake and now, he called Paul to shout at him?" Edward asked. "Typical."
"You don't know the best part," Bob said snickering.
"What is that? He did her BFF?"
I punched him in the shoulder. How could he be so insensible?
"What?" he moaned, looking at me surprised.
I rolled my eyes, snatching my backpack from his hand and heading to the front door of the bus. I could still hear Bob and what he said, made me stop in my tracks.
"Paul's a puckerfucker," Bob explained quite loudly.
"Gross, man! He saw me naked!" Jared yelled, looking almost sick.
"That's fucking priceless," Edward chuckled. "Tell me you're joking."
"Am not!"
"Who is it?" Emmett asked, coming out from the bus.
"Some asshole, who fucking cares!" Jake yelled, finally closing his phone.
"Well, when you're right…you're right." Edward laughed.
"You think it's funny?" Jake seethed.
"No, no!" Edward shouted, taking a step back.
"Better any of you cross me until we get to Seattle. I'm going to rip his dick off and stuff it up his ass!"
"He might like it," Emmett said amused. "Or not," he added quickly when he saw Jacob glaring.
It ran in the Cullen family. No sense of self preservation. They had to learn when to stop joking.
To our surprise, Jake sat in the front of the bus. He'd endure the cheerleaders only not to hear the guys snickering about Paul. And he had every right to stay there or someone would die. Emmett kept bursting in laughter from time to time after catching Edward's eye.
When I thought everyone had calmed down, Jared wanted to play a game. I tried to become small as I pressed into the window, watching the road and other cars. Edward sat up, wrapping his arms around the head of the seat in front of him, leaning forward. I couldn't help but let my eyes linger on his ass. It was perfect. He had changed out of his jeans and was wearing some sweatpants that hugged his ass nicely. I felt drool gathering at the corner of my mouth and wiped it quickly.
"You're joining us?" he asked, glancing over his shoulder. His eyes widened at me and I knew he realized I had been checking out his ass. To my amusement, he shook it at me, grinning.
"What are you playing?" I asked, knowing I couldn't really say no to him.
"Truth or dare!" Emmett yelled from two seats in front of us.
"I'd rather skip," I mumbled, leaning my head against the window.
"Oh, come on, they won't ask stupid things. They know better."
"You realize I'm the only girl in this gathering?" I quirked my eyebrow at him.
"So? They won't. Trust me."
I narrowed my eyes at him but got up, putting my elbow on the head of the seat in front of me. "I'm in."
"Good. Let's start," Emmett decided.
Of course, all the boys chose dares, and they were the stupidest things I'd ever heard. Drinking water or soda holding your nose – that didn't end up well, stealing a cheerleader's pom-pom or hair band – Japer ended up with a bruise on his back, I was sure, and the stupid things went on and on until Emmett told Edward to make a split between two chairs.
"Are you fucking insane now?" Edward snapped.
"Are you saying you can't?" Emmett taunted him.
"I'm not fucking Van Damme!"
"Then I'll ask you the truth question." I didn't like the glint in Emmett's eyes.
"Shoot," Edward said through greeted teeth, not moving.
"Where have you two been the whole day?" Emmett waggled his eyebrows. "Christening the new house?"
Edward moved to the space between the seats and pushed Bob away, putting his feet on his chair and the other on the one he had vacated. He wasn't going to admit we had visited Liz and Ed so he chose the stupid dare. His hands were on the head rests as he balanced precautious.
Emmett cheered along with a few others. Bob stood up to make room for Edward. Was he really going to do it? Lucky he was wearing sweatpants. He was halfway there when the bus took a tight left and he gripped the top of the chairs tightly, but when the bus came to a screeching halt for some unknown reason, Edward lost his balance and fell face first on the floor.
I was the first next to him. "Are you okay?"
"Yeah, fucking bus." He sat up, rubbing his knee. He was not okay. "I swear, love, I'm fine. Just my ego," he added gloomily, glancing at Emmett.
Emmett was frozen in his seat, watching Edward afraid. "This one goes on the list," he whispered after a few moments.
"Mom would scalp you this time," Edward told him seriously, getting up.
"What are you talking about?" I asked, confused.
"Mom used to keep a list of things Emmett did that ended up with me hurt. It's a shit long list," Edward explained.
"What's on top of the list?" Jasper asked amused.
"The time we were playing in the back yard and I blindfolded him, allowing him to search for us," Emmett explained.
"Oh, fuck," Edward groaned, wincing. "I can remember how bad it hurt."
"What happened?" I whispered, as he slumped in his seat.
"Alice and I kept giving him bad directions until I climbed a tree and lured him there."
"You climbed a tree blindfolded?" I asked on a voice louder than normal.
"No!" Edward moaned. "I went head first into that stupid tree…and cracked my head."
"There was blood everywhere and he was shouting and Alice looked paler than usual. I quickly jumped out of the tree and rushed inside to call Ma," Emmett explained.
"She wasn't home?" Jared asked, eyeing Edward sadly. "I cracked my head once too, I know how it is," he whispered.
"You didn't. Not like me. I think there was a gaping hole."
"Ew! Gross," Bob moaned.
"So where was Esme?" I asked, stirring them back to the story.
"She was at our neighbor to borrow some sugar since we wanted cookies and she had run out of sugar," Emmett mumbled. "I had promised to be good and not hurt him." He jerked his head to Edward. "I called the neighbor's land phone and when she gave me Ma, I told her in a few words what had happened. She was home in under a minute." Emmett cringed at the memory. "Then we took him to the hospital and Dad wasn't allowed to touch him."
"Wait. You went to Seattle?" I asked surprised.
"No, Dad used to work at the local hospital too, volunteering," Edward clarified. "That was the last time he worked there, claiming he better come home and see who died than to see his kids in ER."
I shook my hand, grabbing his hand. "And next?"
"I don't know, I don't even know when we arrived at the hospital. I had blacked out and when I woke up, my head was hurting like a bitch. A doctor told me what happened and then went to bring the family. Emmett started apologizing and I decided to mess with him," Edward snickered.
"Oh, God! I thought Ma was going to kill me. The fucker played the amnesic card. 'Who are you?' and 'Do I know you?' were his questions. I was scared shitless," Emmett added.
I slapped Edward's leg. "How could you? I'm sure Carlisle and Esme were worried sick."
He looked sheepishly at me. "I just wanted to mess with Emmett. I didn't realize how serious it was until Dad started talking about specialists."
"Lucky Alice knows you better than the back of her hand," Emmett interjected. "He kept looking confused at us until Alice threw him his damned stuffed lion. His eyes lit up and he was all 'Thanks, Alice!' Oh, man, that so turned against him. He was never scolded, but for everything is a first."
Edward laughed. "But you have to admit, it was funny to mess with you."
"It was fun to be exiled to your room for a whole week and watch us from the window?" Emmett shot back.
"It was welcoming, actually. My head healed faster without you annoying me."
"Is there a scar?" I asked. I hadn't seen anything.
"Yeah." He bent his head, separating his hair from above his forehead. His hair was so all over the place that you couldn't tell one small portion wasn't covered. There was a three inch white line.
"He probably lost some pieces of his brain too," Emmett chuckled.
"Not again," Edward groaned. "I told you since then when I had no idea about the human body that the brain can't be right under the skull bone! And I can go on for hours now if you want an anatomy lesson," Edward shot to his brother.
"No, no." Emmett shook his head, turning around, slumping into his seat.
After a few hours while we ate some sandwiches and played cards, I started dozing off.
"Why can't I stay here?" a high pitched voice asked from behind us.
"Because," someone answered snidely.
"But I want to lie down!" the whiny voice said. "I'll let you sleep on the other side of the bench."
"No thanks, sweetheart. I prefer to have it for myself."
"There can be benefits for you," the girl whispered.
"Yeah sure because bribery gets you every fucking where," the boy snapped.
"It usually does."
"Not for me."
"Oh, come on. You need a change, don't you?"
"Will you quit attempting to get in my pants?" It was that second I realized who the boy was. It was Edward. But why was he back there?
I felt the air swishing around my head as someone stormed down the small aisle.
"Good one, bro. Do you think the whole bus is awake?" Emmett groaned. "Oh, shove that finger up your ass. And stop yelling."
I fought a smile, realizing Edward had just flipped him off and more importantly he had told a cheerleader off for trying to seduce him. I opened an eye and realized I was lying on the chairs at an awkward angle. I was going to hurt again. After sitting up and rolling my joints making them pop, I looked at the phone. It was two AM. I had been sleeping for over four hours.
Slowly, I got up and crept to the back of the bus. Edward had made himself comfortable, kicking his shoes off and sprawling on the bench. I toed my shoes and put my knee next to his thigh, ready to lower next to him when his hand shot up. I dodged it right on time, but the other hand caught my right wrist.
"Do you ever fucking listen, bitch?" he hissed, opening his eyes. "Oh, crap. Bella."
"Hey," I whispered, smiling sheepishly. I should have told him it was me.
He pressed me to his chest and I arranged my legs so I was lying on top of him. "Sorry, it's just…"
"Shh, I know. I heard her." I kissed his cheek. "Let's sleep now."
Edward started saying something, but I was asleep before I had a chance to register his words.
"Wake up, guys. We're stopping for a little while."
"Wake up."
Someone shook my shoulder. Something moved under me. I couldn't open my eyes. I hadn't been so tired in some time.
"Huh?" I felt a rumble from under me.
"We're stopping. Think you can wake her up?"
"Uh huh."
There was silence again and I snuggled better against Edward, ready to go back to sleep when he decided to kiss my cheek. "Hey, we have to wake up."
"No," I mumbled.
"Aren't you hungry? Or wanna piss? Because I sure as hell need to go, you pressing against my bladder isn't a good idea."
I rolled over, wanting to let him go do this business and just let me sleep. But I managed to fall off him and between the chairs in front of us. We were on the stupid bus.
Edward chuckled, helping me up. "Okay?"
"I want to sleep," I whined.
"You can go right back to sleep after this break. You'll need it."
With his help, I climbed out of the bus and went to the row that had created at the bathroom. The boys were finishing quickly while the girls stayed there for ages. While one girl was in the bathroom, three or four boys came and went from the men's toilet.
"It's so not fair," I grumbled, realizing Edward had been right. I really had to pee.
"Well, it's logical we'll finish quickly. We take it out and piss- Ouch!" he groaned when I punched him. "What?"
"You know what."
"But it's true. You have to take your pants down…sit down…clean…"
"Edward," I hissed. "It's gross. Stop it."
He smirked, bringing me to his side. "What do you want to eat? I'll be out before you."
"Whatever you buy." I shrugged. "And some Coca Cola."
He kissed my forehead. "Okay. Oh, crap."
"What?" I asked, surprised by the change in his voice.
He didn't answer, but his eyes were on a girl that had just exited the toilet. It didn't take a genius to realize she was the one from last night. After looking at her better, she was the one from Starbucks that kept staring at us.
"I wish they took the hint," I mumbled.
"Yeah, you and me, both," Edward whispered. "It's been a long while since some girl approached me."
I wrapped my arms around his waist. "Well, can you blame them?" I teased.
He peered down at me, fighting off a smile. "See you in a few."
We entered the toilets at the same time. Of course, he was out long before I even finished.
I found him in the sweets area of the gas station, hugging two cans of Coca Cola to his chest while browsing for chocolate bars. And that bitch was next to him, talking to him. He didn't look like he was answering.
"What did you find?" I whispered, stopping next to him and helping him with the cans. I made sure to glare at that stupid girl. She huffed, but didn't move.
Edward seemed oblivious to her presence, grabbing four chocolate bars then my hand and dragging me away, telling me I had to see something. I glanced behind us and saw the girl stewing. I smirked, looking ahead again, feeling smug.
After paying for our stuff in a hurry, I followed Edward to the bus. No one was there besides the drivers who let us inside.
"Why the hurry?" I asked after dropping the supplies on the bench at the back of the bus.
He sat down next to the window on the right, bringing me on his lap and pulling the small curtain so people wouldn't see us from outside. "We're finally alone," he whispered, kissing up and down my neck. "I missed you."
I laughed, shaking my head.
"You realize I didn't have you to myself since that time at the restaurant, which doesn't really count?"
"We were alone in the hotel room while we packed," I reminded him, jumping off his lap when he bit my neck. His arms created a vice grip around my waist as he continued to create a hickey.
"That doesn't really count."
I took his face in my hands and kissed him. Yes, he was right. Too damn long since I felt his soft lips against mine. He brought me closer to him, my breasts being squished between us as his hands groped me. My hands went under his shirt on his back and he moaned, kissing me harder. We didn't even realize when everyone returned to the bus.
That was until Shaw asked if everyone was there and Emmett answered that he hadn't seen us.
"We're here!" Edward shouted, raising his hand and rolling his eyes.
There was a common snicker, but I could care less. I wanted to go back to kissing him. The bus's engine roared to life and we started moving.
"Oh fuck," Edward groaned.
"Hmm?" I hummed in his neck.
"My ass is vibrating."
I laughed. "Like you didn't know how it feels to stay here."
"Well… now it's different. It's adding to how you're making me feel and I don't think I can wait until Seattle."
"Take your mind off it. We can kiss all you want, but I'm not doing that in the bus."
His pouty lip was adorable, but I had to keep my head and deny him. His eyes widened as he kept trying to make me cave. When he realized it wasn't working, he started raising his hips, digging his erection in my ass.
"Edward!" I hissed.
"What?" he asked innocently.
"Can you behave for five minutes?"
He seemed to listen because he just returned to sucking at my neck, stopping to grind against my ass. I knew he was used to being very sexually active, but in the past year I was sure he realized a relationship wasn't based purely on sex. Just when I was sure he was good, he started doing it again.
"Edward!"
"You said five minutes," he answered playfully.
"You're such a big baby. When we get back, I promise to come to your room."
His eyes lit up and he stopped humping me.
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