California Love Ch.13

OOC/AU/AH/FUTA

So high, uhm, just keep reading it might be confusing but yeah, keep reading I switched back and forth between the future and past.

But yeah I love you guys.

XOXO

Give me love, like her.

Bella POV

The sun bled through the blinds creating a shower of light onto my bed. My eyes cracked open and I stared at the ceiling before looking to my right.

Rose was cuddled up against my side, I'm guessing I was the big spoon. I buried my nose into her hair and let my fingers trace invisible patterns on her shoulders. Last night was beautiful, well what I could remember of it. I got pretty messed up as soon as we got back to our house.

A slight smile creeped onto my face as I let my hand slide under the thin sheet she was covered with so I could reach for her hand.

I threaded our fingers together, my thumb rubbed against the ring I placed on her finger last night. She finally said yes, it took long enough.

I had to change so much for her, it was hard though. I went home crying so many times because of the arguments we'd get into. But we always came back to each other, so…

Maybe that's what love is?

I'm still not even sure if this is love, or lust.

Our relationship got to the point that if we weren't arguing, we were fucking.

Regular conversations almost didn't exist.

"No fuck you Rosalie."

She picked up a plate from the counter before throwing it at me. It barely missed me but it crashed on the wall beside me, the glass flying everywhere.

I rubbed my finger over the scar on my cheek where the glass cut me.

That day was crazy, because right after that…

I crashed my lips to hers and pulled her closer. My hands hooked to her hips while she unbuckled my pants, pushing them down and grabbing me through my briefs.

"Bella I need you."

Damn, now that was some good make sex.

The past year and a half have been crazy ever since we moved in together. Emmett said I changed for the better, since I have an actual job and shit. But honestly I've been trying to get my parents to invest in some college funds for me. I was thinking about becoming a teacher.

Possibly.

Two Years Ago

I wasn't sure what to even do anymore. I led Rosalie to the back and pushed her inside of my room before closing the door behind me, dropping the box on the floor.

"So, talk"

My eyes went straight to hers and we held that eye contact for a while before I exhaled a breath I didn't know I was holding.

"I'm fucking trying here, I really am I fucking swear."

She walked over to my bed and sat down while I leaned against the wall.

"You're doing this the wrong way. I don't care about these gifts, I care about trying to repair this fucked up relationship that we have."

I clenched my jaw, trying not to loose my cool since I seemed to be highly irritated all the time now.

"Listen Rose, you're fucking sexy. And when I saw you that day at the beach, I wanted you. Then I finally got you, and then I lost you. I'm not used to that alright? You were some girl who was untouchable basically. I don't think you understand, I felt like I won the biggest fucking prize."

She raised her eyebrow and I knew that I wasn't really helping my case.

"So I'm a trophy?"

"No, you're just… FUCK, listen you're just amazing ok."

"I feel like you barely know me, Bella. Each time that we hung out it seemed as though you were just trying to make me your girl and make out with me."

"No, that's not it. See this is why it's so frustrating. I don't even know how to explain anything."

I rubbed my hands over my face trying to ease some of the stress that was building up inside of me.

"You said that we can start over. But it doesn't seem like that's what we're doing."

I heard her sigh.

There was a brief pause between us and the silence was starting to become a little bit unbearable.

"How about we go out somewhere? I mean, it couldn't hurt and that way we could have fun regardless of what happens."

I was still rubbing my face and I sighed before nodding my head, looking at her.

"Alright , how about we go to the beach?"

"No, that's where I met you. There's a carnival we could go to, a little cliché but I think we'll enjoy it." Rosalie seemed to be happy about that.

I guess it couldn't be too bad.

I can try to win her prizes and we can be like those people in the movies where they're being all romantic and shit without spending a whole bunch of money.

We can share cheese fries and do goofy things and eat cotton candy and complain about having tummy aches later on, after we get brain freezes off of our frosty freezies.

"It's a date then."

I was probably smiling extremely huge because she just smirked at me before shaking her head.

"Well I haven't seen that smile in a while." She got up and made her way towards me. Even though she was just opening the door, ready to walk out. "Call me later, we'll figure out a day to go, I'm going to head home."

For a brief moment I was just staring at her, probably still grinning I don't know.

"Wait I drove you here."

She shrugged. "Yeah I know, I'm sure you won't mind if I borrow your car right?"

I shook me head and laughed a bit. "Oh, you're funny. Borrow my car, that's a good one. I'll drive you back home."

She actually didn't move when I said that, she kind of just stared back at me, making sure that I knew she was serious about borrowing my car.

I'm not sure what made me do it but I dug into my pockets and handed her my keys. With a glare, hoping she caught my drift. If she scratched my baby there would be problems.

She smirked and strutted out of my room while I was still leaning against my wall with a dumb grin on my face just thinking about her. I eyed the box I dropped on the floor and kicked it softly so it went underneath my bed.

When I went back out towards the living room, I saw the chaos before it started.

The guys on the xbox must have won a match because he got up, swinging the controller above his head, which happened to be attached to the system because it was charging, so he pulled the xbox out of stand, and you could just hear it breaking. The chords were pulled out of the TV, which made it shake a bit, but luckily the only sober guy held it still while trying to pick up the already broken Xbox, I sighed.

One guy tried to sit down in a chair but the guy moved it right before he sat, making him fly to the ground. That guy gets back up, and now they're fighting.

While Emmett's trying to break that up. I see Leah in a corner arguing with Charlotte and Nessie. Which sparks my interest, but there's so much shit going on that I'm not sure what to do. One guy in the kitchen broke a glass just now, but honestly, least of my worries.

The xbox crew seemed to calm down a bit, at least for the moment. So I walked over to my friend and little cousin to see what was happening.

"I'm sorry alright, you caught me ok, I was trying to have both of you, I'm sorry Nessie, I'm sorry Charlotte, I just couldn't choose."

I walked over at a perfect time.

"I'm hoping I'm not hearing what I heard. What happened Leah?"

I looked at her then over to Nessie who looked like she was about to cry. So when I looked at Leah I hope she knew that if she was the reason Nessie was crying, well, there were about to be some problems. I don't care how small it was.

"It's nothing Bella, don't worry about it ok?"

Nessie tried to grab onto my arm but I gently pushed her hand away.

"Leah tell me what you did to my cousin."

Leah wouldn't say anything, she just looked at me then back at Charlotte who shook her head before walking away, wiping her eyes.

"Oh shit so you have two girls crying. Tell me what happened Leah."

A slam from the back door diverted my attention plus I heard a window break.

You've got to be kidding me. I heard Emmett yell at someone before a couple of boys came running past us, going out the front door. Well at least they were leaving.

I walked towards the commotion to see Emmett there with our dad's shotgun.

"All you motherfuckers, get the fuck out of my house."

He spoke strangely calm. Maybe that's why no one moved, or maybe they were scared shitless.

"NOW."

Everyone on the couches jumped up, the ones on the balcony left the way they came and the people in the kitchen escaped through the garage door. Soon the house was fairly empty.

Emmett just looked at me before shaking his head, going towards the back. I spotted Leah trying to talk to Nessie but she was busy walking away. Two other guys were still here, but they were picking up the glass from the window someone busted in.

This place was a mess.

I had no time to simmer on it because I had to chase down Nessie who was trying to get into her locked room. Apparently someone was in there so I took her to my room and let her sit on the bed.

Two seconds later she curled up in a little ball pulling her knees to her chest, and started sniffling. I knew she was crying. I felt awkward about it, I wasn't sure what to do.

But the deep breaths that she took and the fact that she was trying to hold it in was heart wrenching.

I sat on the bed next to her and pulled her to my shoulder. That's when she started crying hard. She wrapped her arms around me and basically used my shirt as a tissue for about an hour.

"Bella she said I was different than other girls."

That was the last thing she said before she finally fell asleep.

This shit was rough. There seemed to be so much fuckery happening tonight.

I switched out my shirt before heading back into the living room. Emmett was cleaning up by himself. There was no one in here.

He was sweeping up the glass, he saw me but didn't say anything. So I went into the kitchen to get a trash bag and start cleaning up the cups.

An hour later Emmett was taping up the window by putting wooden boards into the windowsill.

The house was spotless again.

We had to throw out the xbox sadly, but it was beyond trash at that point.

After he was finished cleaning he sat down on the couch opposite of me and we just kind of sat there. Not saying anything to each other.

"What are you doing Bella."

I looked up at him confused.

"I mean, what the fuck are you doing man? First, you basically propose to Rosalie in front of a shit load of people we don't even know, and second, you invited a shit ton of people we don't even know. I'm regretting all of this."

"What."

"This, dropping out, doing all these things that we were doing in high school. Once you think about it Bella we're not getting paid like we thought we were. We're already rich, that's why it seems like we're ok but we're not. I'm dropping the contract and getting my GED, going to college after that, start up a business maybe. Because this shit isn't the dream anymore."

"it's only been a couple of months man."

"You know what. This is your dream Bella."

He got up and brought in the cooler from outside, throwing a beer to me.

"But yeah like I was saying, this dream, is all yours. I followed in your footsteps because we've always done shit together. But damn, we're never gonna experience anything if we do this our whole lives. We've been stuck in cali since we were born. Now we're doing 'our' dream, and we're still stuck in cali. And you need to get your shit together, you haven't been thinking lately. Where's your head at? Concentrate."

So that night, I ended up walking to Rosalie's house.

It took about thirty minutes. I called her when I was there and she was at the door no more than 3 seconds later.

She looked at me like I was crazy, but the only thing I could do was kiss her.

{Smut time, and it's awkward, so skip down all they way, don't even read it.}

Once you think about it hard enough, Rosalie's the only consistent thing I've ever had in a while.

She led me up to her room, not caring that her parents were there. She turned on the light once we got in, and she locked her door. I leaned her against it, kissing all over her neck before I made it back up to her lips. Enjoying the way she tasted.

I separated myself from her for a second taking off my shirt, throwing it off to somewhere random in her room. She ran her hand along my abdomen before hooking her finger in my jeans, tugging on them.

My hands were on her hips. She wasn't wearing much at all, only some really short shorts, and a tank top, with no bra.

My hands slid up, under her tank, my fingers grazing her nipples before I grabbed onto her boobs completely. Squeezing them gently.

Our kiss was heated, our tongues exploring each others mouths while her hands worked on my jeans, unbuckling them. She pulled them down and I kicked them off while she took of her tank top.

For a second I was mesmerized by her body. She was so perfect to me.

I believe I was staring too hard as she went to cover up herself.

"No" I moved her hands while looking at her in the eyes.

"You're perfect babe."

She said nothing back, just crashing her lips to mine while I wrapped my arms around her waist, hoisting her up.

I blindly carried her to the bed, laying her down once my knees hit the side.

She was breathing heavily as I pulled off her shorts, groaning when I saw the damp spot on her thong.

I pulled those off too, not time for games.

I was about to lean in so I could get a taste of her but she grabbed onto my hair, yanking me up so she could kiss me again.

"Not now, I just want you inside of me, please."

She spread her legs apart and I just shook my head in disbelief, she's the first. I grabbed the hem of my briefs, bringing them down and kicking them off later. I'm sure that didn't look as smooth as I thought it did, but whatever.

I hovered over her, looking in her eyes as I entered her.

My breath hitched when I found out how tight she truly was. I had to bury my head in the crook of her neck as I entered her all the way. I groaned when I was all the way in. She had her hands on my back, fingernails in place.

I couldn't believe I was having sex with her. I couldn't even talk all that mess right now.

You know, oh yeah imma beat it so good. I'm gonna have you walking with a limp tomorrow. All that other shit. No, couldn't even do that.

I think she knew it too, she had this cocky ass look going on right now.

I leaned up, grabbing onto her hips while she lightly dragged her nails onto my upper arms.

I pulled out a little, before slamming back into her.

Her breath caught in her throat so I knew exactly what spot to hit each time.

I watched my length go in and out of her with each stroke. The grip she had on my arms got tighter and tighter before she finally let go, letting her hands limply press against my chest. I increased my speed, staying steady was impossible when her walls would tighten around me. I had to put one hand on the bed to balance.

She ended up stopping me, to put one of her legs on top of my shoulder letting me get deeper insider of her. I'm not sure which one of us was moaning louder.

But damn, she was heaven. Nothing, fucking nobody was better than Rosalie.

I'm not sure how many time she scratched me, but at this point I was going so fast that it felt like I wasn't moving, probably because I stopped.

She moved me on top of her so she could roll me over, while she straddled me.

Her hands where all over me while she road me. My hands where on her waist and I smacked her ass a couple of times.

I could tell she liked that shit.

Her moans were so profound. Each time she made a sound I was gripping her waist tighter, slamming her down while I thrusted up.

Her boobs were bouncing; and that along with her moaning my name and scratching my abs and bouncing up and down on me made me cum without warning. I held onto her waist during the whole ride, as her walls clamped down around me, her back arching and the moan/scream that I'm sure woke up someone…

There was a brief silence while we caught our breath. She looked absolutely exotic right now. Her hair wasn't neat but it was all tossed to the right side, her lips were puffy, her eyes were dark.

And she just made me want to have sex with her all over again.

So I did, three more times.

Present

When Rosalie started to stir awake, I was getting tired again. So I hope she wouldn't mind sleeping in.

Wait, no. It's a Sunday, and she was probably going to force me to Church with her parents like she's been doing every Sunday for the last three months.

I think she's trying to tell me something.

Luckily I did doze off, and when I woke up she wasn't there.

So I got out of the bed, and made my way downstairs, glancing at the clock.

Damn it was 6pm.

When I got into the living room a shit load of people jumped up and yelled happy birthday, which made me scream and fall down the remaining steps that I didn't yet step down.

Fucking spiral staircase.

Leah came up to me and dapped me up, I gave Nessie a hug and a kiss on the cheek before moving over to greet everyone else.

"Why the fuck did all of you fly up here to New York for my damn birthday?"

They all just smiled and Emmett seemed to be trying to keep a secret from me.

Rosalie came around the corner in my old high school jersey with the number 20 on it, with a cake that had the number 20 candles sticking out of it.

Everyone started singing that oddly depressing song while I rolled my eyes, blowing out the candles and kissing my girl.

"I hate you guys." I pointed to everyone in the room. "all of you, seriously I didn't even take a shower yet."

A/N: I was never good at ending stories. But I tried my best.

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I can't believe you guys read the smut, it was awful.