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Chapter 9: Getting Along

BPOV

I just wanted out of there. I ran downstairs as fast as I could and heard Edward's mom ask me if I was alright. I didn't answer I just ran out the door and to my car. I sped off and the tears started falling down my face. I couldn't stop them, my eyes were blurry and I had to pull over half way home. I knew I shouldn't have went over, why in the world would he try and kiss me like that! A week ago he hated me, didn't want to see my face. He blamed me because I was everywhere when it was his fault for going to the library at that time at night. I was there because I couldn't go home. What was his excuse? He had a wonderful mother that seemed like she would do anything to have him at home. My mother cheated and didn't give two craps what happened to me.

I sat in my car shivering because it was cold, but I didn't have the energy to turn the heat on as I sat on the side of the road. I groaned in frustration, realizing I left my coat hanging by the front door. I was no way in hell going back there to get my coat. I had other ones, but I sure as hell was cold right now. I calmed down and started driving again. It wasn't even dark our yet, and I wasn't sure how I was going to get back into the house, I really didn't care. I was too cold to stay out when I didn't have a coat. I pulled into the driveway and groaned when my mom came running out. I grabbed my bag and locked my car and walked towards the house and her. I ignored her when she yelled.
"Isabella Marie Swan! Where the hell have you been? Do you think you can just leave whenever you please!" she screamed. I was in no mood for this. I turned around and yelled back.

"Do you think you can FUCK whoever you want you WHORE! You are a low life scum! I wish dad never fucking gave you another chance because you don't deserve it at ALL! I hope you die! Go ask you FUCK BUDDY where the hell HE IS. Never try and talk to me. And don't you dare try and control my life!" I screamed in her face. Her mouth fell a slack and she slapped me hard across the face. My head snapped to the side and I felt a single tear run down my cheek. I realized at that moment she never came back for me like she said when she returned. She came back for somewhere to stay, and someone's money to live off of. I turned to her and gave her one of my famous sneers.
"You were never a mother to me. You can go and tell whoever you want that I was a horrible child. But horrible children come from horrible neglectful mothers." I sneered again.

I turned around, running into the house past my dad with his head in his hand. Instantly my anger subsided.
"Oh my god dad I'm so sorry… you weren't suppose to find out that way!" I whispered, tears starting to flow. He looked up and his face was red and tears were in his eyes.
"Is it true? She is cheating…? I've heard stuff but I wasn't sure…" he whispered as he trailed off.
"I'm sorry dad… whatever you do, please don't leave. I need you daddy..." I ran towards him hugging him tight.
"I won't be the one leaving Bellabear" he said sweetly, using the name he'd called me since my mom left us the first time. I just smiled and got up. Giving him the sweetest smile I could manage I ran up to my bedroom.

After I locked the door and put on an oversized sweater and track pants I curled up on my bed with one of my books. I hadn't read in a long time and for the first time in forever I didn't feel like hurting myself. The pain I was already in numbed me enough to not need it, and my sore arms were thankful of that. I read through half of the book and realized I wasn't actually reading. I was thinking. Why would he try and kiss me? I don't understand. Why would he invite me over, look like he knew everything and then try and kiss me? The sad thing was I almost kissed him… I let myself give in and I was so ready to kiss him until he had put his hands on my forearms. The searing pain made me knock him back on his ass, and the fear that he would see my arms overtook any rational emotions I had and I got up to leave.

He looked so angry and I hated that, but I couldn't help it. His anger was quickly overtaken with sadness when he realized I was packing up to leave. I couldn't stick around anymore, look at what happened. He made me let my guard down, and when I did that I forgot I had problems and that I had scars. I forgot my fucked up life made me want to die. He made me forget I had a crappy life. He made me feel alive and that was a bad thing when I let my guard down. I saw the tears dripping on the pages of the books before I felt that I was crying again. I heard my mom rummaging around in her room beside mine. She was huffing and sighing. I heard my dad tell her she had to leave before he got back from beers with the boys, and if she wasn't gone he was going to call the cops on her for slapping me earlier. I didn't hear her reply because I was laughing so hard. Stupid hoe.

I heard my mom pulling a suitcase down the hall behind her a half hour later, I heard her rummaging through the kitchen and then I heard the front door latch shut. I breathed a sigh of relief. Would she really stay out of my life this time? There were times where I almost believed she cared and she acted like an alright mother, and then there were times where she cheated and tried to get me to love her using stupid things. I heard my dad come home an hour later as I was tidying my bedroom trying to waste time. I knew I should go to bed soon because I had school tomorrow but I really didn't want to sleep yet. I wanted to text him and demand the reasoning to his actions earlier. I wanted to know what made him want to kiss me when he had don't nothing but be rude to me all week.

What happened earlier? –B

I sat and waited for a response for what seemed like hours, but it had only been 45 minutes before I got a response.

Wasn't thinking.-E

I don't know why you would even try. You have been rude to me for days.-B

I know. I wasn't thinking. I just needed help with Chemistry.-E

Oh , well whenever you need. Just don't try that again and we can be friends. Or Chemistry partners. Whatever.-B

Oh and can you bring me my jacket tomorrow please..-B

Yeah sure. Night-E

Night-B

By the time our conversation ended I was in tears and I didn't know why. I didn't want this. I know he meant more to me than just a chemistry partner and it was killing me already that we couldn't be more. He was going to hurt me if I got any closer to him than that though, and I couldn't have that after all that have happened. I don't think I could rebound from that…

EPOV

I couldn't sleep. I sat in bed wishing I hadn't fucked up with Bella. Wishing I never even started talking to her because I wasn't suppose to have feelings like the ones I was having. I wasn't supposed to feel this way. I just needed a smoke but I could hear mom and dad moving around downstairs still so I guess I wasn't getting one yet. I was in my boxers staring at the ceiling as the full moons bright light shined in the glass walls of my bedroom. I noticed it wasn't raining for once in this gloomy town and I couldn't remember the last time I saw a full moon. When I was a kid I use to believe that if you sat out in the full moons light you would for sure have a good day the next day. I realized all too soon that it didn't work that way.

I got out of bed and went and sat in my chair that faced the back of the house so I could look out the glass at the moon. The trees were clearly shown in the light and I could see the light shining out the back walls from the kitchen and the den. My mom was probably baking some sort of goodie as my dad sat and read one of his books. I loved my parents; don't get me wrong, but ever since sophomore year we hadn't gotten along the greatest. I hardly saw them anymore and when I did it was in passing or at the dinner table where the conversation always focused on football and med school. Both things that were expected out of me to be great at, I was supposed to be a star football player and get into med school on scholarships. Everyone knew I had the marks for it; schools had already taken interest in me. I just wasn't sure if that's even what I wanted to do sometimes. Sure I knew I had to settle down eventually but I didn't want to spend the next ten years in school still when it's time to live your life. I didn't want to settle down yet, but I knew I had to.

Some days I wished I could have a career in music and have the lifestyle I wanted. I knew I would be living big one day and I couldn't let my brain go to waste as much as I wished I could just slack off all the time. I was lost in thought looking out the window and wishing they'd just go to bed so I could have a smoke and go to sleep myself. I heard my phone chime from across the bedroom and ignored it. it was probably Jessica Stanley wanting to hook up and I couldn't get out of the house to go even If I wanted too. Finally I heard my parents go to bed about a half hour later and I snuck downstairs for a smoke. I came back up feeling relaxed and ready for bed. I sat down and grabbed my phone, figuring it couldn't hurt to check my message and almost fell over when I saw who it was from.

Bella. Wanting to know what happened. Fuck I couldn't tell her I wanted her and couldn't control myself when I was around her, she'd call me a fucking idiot and ruin my relaxed mood. So I texted back the only thing I knew wouldn't get me in trouble. I wasn't thinking. She'd believe that, I never really thought when I was with her before. When we said goodnight I was more worked up than when I went out for my smoke earlier. I groaned in frustration wanting to just take it out on something. Someone. Man Jessica would come in handy right now…

Yo, come fuck me senseless.-E

On my way!-Jess

Man she was too easy. I went outside and heard her faint horn from the end of the driveway. I jogged down and jumped in her car. Before she could put it out of park to drive I grabbed her and yanked her onto my lap harshly. She moaned the minute I thrust my dick up against her through our jeans.
"I don't got time. here. Now" I said as I started on her jeans.
"Okay. works for me Eddiee!" she moaned as I trusted my finger deep into her soaking pussy. "oooo that feels so good!"
"Shush. I wanna hear you moan. That's it" I growled at her. She shut up instantly and started working on my pants. She got my dick out and she was on it bouncing before I had time to hold her hips. She started screaming and I slapped her ass hard and it shut her right up.

It felt so good. Pounding into her. I closed my eyes, not wanting to see her parted lips. Her face went red but it wasn't a blush like Bella's did. Bella! What the fuck? Why was I fucking thinking about her? I thrust hard into her to make her scream. She was nothing like Bella. Jessica was a slut, but hell I loved it when I needed someone to fuck. I knew she was close because she started to squeal. I pinched her clit hard and felt her clench down on my dick as she dug her nails into my back. Fuck it hurt so I twisted her clit to make sure she knew it. She screamed again and rode out her orgasm. I kept thrusting into her over and over, she was squirting her juices all over my pants that were still around my thighs and I knew it would stain. Couldn't wear these ones again. My forehead started to sweat and I knew I was getting close. I held her hips hard because I wanted to control her motions in a way to keep this up as long as I could.

I groaned as I knew I couldn't keep this up any longer. In the heat of the moment we hadn't put a condom on and fuck did I want this bitch pregnant.
"Suck me off. NOW" I growled. She eagerly jumped off into the driver's seat again and started sucking hard and fast. I kept thrusting upwards into her mouth. I only felt her gag once before I came in her mouth and she swallowed eagerly. I wanted to throw up. No girl should be that into swallowing cum.
"Mmmm, you always taste delicious!" her whiney squeaky voice said in my ear. I fought off the cringe that was threatening to overtake my body.
"I love that you take my cum like a champ dirty girl" I tried to make me sound sexy. I needed her when I needed her so I had to keep up some type of charade.

"I'm not a dirty girl" she said as she came for a kiss. I quickly averted it and kissed her neck instead. I didn't want her kisses. I wanted Bella's. Fuck this didn't help at all… this was suppose to put her out of my mind. I wanted to forget she ever existed. Why the hell had I talked to her that day?
"Oh yes you are" I whispered into her neck. "Go on. Get some sleep" I said as I pulled away, fixing my pants that I could see the white stains on already. I signed inwardly. I actually liked these jeans. Oh well.
"See ya tomorrow Eddie" she tried to sound sexy, but when she called me Eddie I wanted to pull my hair out.
"See ya" I mumbled getting outta the car and jogging up the driveway. I heard her car pull away and I snuck my way back upstairs, stripping and getting into bed to sleep. I was exhausted and I just wanted a dreamless sleep. I passed out quickly and I got exactly what I didn't want…

I woke up more tired than when I went to sleep. I had school and it was the last thing I wanted to do today. I didn't want to focus. I wanted to sleep and never wake up.

I had a dream that me and Bella were on a walk. I asked her to marry me. Everything was fine and on our wedding day, Jessica Stanley murdered her. I woke up shaking and in tears. Something I wished I never had to admit to. It took me a while to calm down and once I had I went over what had happened in detail. She was beautiful on the walk, she looked exactly like she did now in age, but happier. I had never seen her smile like the smile she had given me in my dream. She had been in a tank top and short shorts. Something I had never seen her in, something my subconscious mind wished to see her in every day. But there was something I had seen that shocked me to pieces and I didn't know what to think of it. On her pale arms were row on row of scars. Some pink, some a light purple, some fresh and red. I hadn't noticed until I thought back on it now, and it scared me. I didn't think she did that, but it would explain her behavior whenever I got to close, the holding herself together every day, what she wore and why she looked depressed some days and not others. I tried to shake off the thought, it was only a dream. We got married in it, which should be clue enough on how untrue the whole thing was. I hoped in for a shower and ran downstairs for breakfast because I just wanted to get out of the house before mom asked me about Bella. I ate quickly and mom's gaze never left me. I ignored her as best as I could but I knew it was coming.

"Bella left in a hurry"
"Uhm yeah, she had to get home" I mumbled as I shoveled more cereal into my mouth.
"Was there an emergency?!" she asked all worried. I wanted to roll my eyes and groan. I didn't want to talk about this.
"No she just forgot about the stuff she had to do" I lied. I hated lying to my mom but I wasn't going to tell her how much of an idiot I'd been lately because she'd never let me live it down.
"Look mom, don't worry about it. I'm going to school early though to make up for some missed time the other day. My friend needed me" I mumbled and got up and left. Hoping that would solve both my issues, the skipping and the Bella issue. If not I guess I was screwed all around. I walked towards the door and grabbed her coat on my way out because I knew she would need it.

I took my time going to school because I didn't really want to be there early, I just didn't want to stay at home and get the million questions I was bound to get asked. I pulled into the parking lot and saw Bella's mustang parked in its usual spot and she was leaning on the hood looking at her notebook. I got out and started walking towards her. I knew we were okay enough after our texts last night, but I had to give her back her coat. I had her sketches hidden in my backpack because I wasn't ready to give those back yet. I had to look at them once more before I gave them back. They were stunning and I wasn't surprised. Someone like her was bound to have a talent with the lack of confidence she showed, it's just how it worked.
"You know, with your clumsy nature you better be careful you don't slide off your feet and land on your butt" I said with an added cocky grin to sweeten it up. She glared up at me and saw her coat and instantly smiled. It was then when I realized she was only in her sweater and obviously very cold. I passed it over to her with a kind smile before I smirked when she all but dropped her bag to put it on.
"Don't laugh, it's so cold out" she mumbled. I almost laughed, but figured she wouldn't be too happy if I did. I couldn't help but notice as soon as the coat was on, her arms were close to her again and my dream popped into my mind.
"I think we got off on the wrong hand. Mind if I walk you to class?" I asked, trying to pull my charm off but I knew it wouldn't work on her. She was too smart for my smart ass remarks.

"Uhm…" she looked around. Was she embarrassed of me? "I guess that'd be okay" she mumbled. We started walking towards the building and I kept my distance, not wanting to change scaring her off like last night. I realized I'd been an utter ass hole lately, but I couldn't fall for her. I could be friends but anything more would only lead to pain. For both of us. That day at the resort proved that… I was getting too close to her too fast and when she left I couldn't hold myself together. I hated to see her leave, especially after I almost lost her right in front of me. It was then that I realized that I couldn't be with her in any way more than a friend because it would be bad. We got to her English class as Jasper and Alice were making out beside the door. I held back a groan. They were all over each other all the time, and in private I didn't care what they did, but did they have to be so open about it in public?

"Get a room guys" I yelled as we neared them. They pulled apart quickly and glared my way but when they saw I was with Bella their looks went to shock.
"Hey Bella!" Alice greeted happily.
"HI Alice, hey Jasper" she mumbled keeping her head down. I saw a hint of pink on her cheeks from a fading blush and guessed she wasn't comfortable with the whole public display of affection Jasper and Alice were in when we arrived. I couldn't help but smile when I thought of us against the wall at the resort. On how open she was with her body towards me when I was holding her close to me. I looked back up and caught Alice giving me a knowing look. Jasper was also staring and full on grinning. I had known him for years and he knew the way I was, so did Alice and he knew I didn't fall for people like Bella and I sure as hell didn't smile at girls the way I just smiled at Bella's blush.

"Thanks for walking me to class Edward, and bringing my coat for me. I really appreciate it." she mumbled and turned to rush into the classroom. I fought off a sigh. I hated that she was so shy, and so scared to be herself. She had no reason to be insecure. She was beautiful, couldn't she see it?
"Bella wait!" I called. She quickly turned back and I saw a blush starting on her cheeks. "Can we talk? Maybe go out for lunch today?" I mumbled as I ran my hand through my hair because I was so nervous.
"Uh.." she looked like she was about to say no and I went to leave not wanting to hear the rejection she was sure to give me.
"Yeah, I guess that'd be cool. I'll meet you at your car beginning of lunch" she rushed to get out before turning and almost running into the classroom. I couldn't stop the overtaking smile that happened afterwards and almost totally forgot that Jasper and Alice were standing there. I turned and saw them gaping and before they could comment I rushed off to first period.

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