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Song for this chapter – Up Around the Bend-Creedence Clearwater Revival
Warning: This story will have drug use, alcohol abuse, and graphic situations. It will also delve into underage sex. Bella will be seventeen and Edward is twenty-four. Remember this story is about becoming famous, and people that follow them around while on tour. Please be advised if this is not something you wish to read, please back out now.
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Chapter 6
Up Around the Bend
BPOV
Detroit had been the starting point of something new between Edward and me. I told him I wasn't quite ready to have sex just yet, and he respected my wishes last night by not forcing me. The problem now was that I am regretting that statement because when he kissed me, the feelings lingered everywhere on my body, and waking up wrapped in his arms was the icing on the cake.
The last three days on the bus had been great, but now that I was truly comfortable, it was something else entirely. I didn't even want to get out of bed to go to the bathroom. I was encased in his embrace, warm, listening to the low snores that came from his body. I finally felt at home and snuggled deeper into his embrace.
If only he knew just how close I had come to allowing him to have me; body and soul, I thought. I had to fight with myself to push him away when he had me against the wall. I wanted him so badly, but I knew I had to let him know about me before anything could happen between us.
He automatically thought I wanted to know more about Kate, and I truly did, but he needed to know more about me first. He really didn't want to discuss my issues and tried using his mouth and body to persuade me not to talk; once again, testing my resolve. I knew when he mentioned us talking while on tour that was his way of trying to shut me down. We would still talk during the tour about everything else, but I had to let him know where I was in my life.
My lack of experience and age would surely have someone like him running for the hills. But, if he was going to break my heart, I would rather it be now than later. I wasn't going to lie about it, and I sure as hell didn't want any trouble from it.
When he asked if I was a runaway, he was pretty close. I guess in my mother's eyes, you might consider what I did was run away, at least from the situation, but it was time for me to spread my wings and fly.
The next assumption he had was me being a teenager, which was totally spot on. I don't like to think of myself as a teenager, more a young adult, but technically I was. However, I had been on my own for years because of Renee, and to tell you the truth, sometimes I felt like I was well into my thirties.
The thing that pissed me off the most about what he said was when he called me an actual groupie. That assumption was way off; I pushed him down on the bed and pulled his pack of smokes from his pocket. I used the cigarette to calm me down, and when I dropped the bomb that I was only seventeen, he didn't even sound alarmed or anything. I guessed a lot of my fears were my own and not his.
Confiding in him was getting easier because he didn't have anything negative to say about it, and when he explained that the band was from Seattle, but had been to La Push just outside of Forks city limits, I thought I was going to die. Not only because they were from there, but because he also kind of knew my father. I about flipped out of my wig. I mean, he knew my damn father! Immediately, I wondered why I had never fought harder against my mother to live with dad. Of course, I doubt he would approve of my current situation, running all over the world with a rock band. But, I could have known Edward a whole lot sooner. Maybe things would have been different.
When Edward asked about my mother, I didn't mind sharing how they were as parental figures in my life. However, the one thing that bothered me to share was the information about Phil and the last thing he had said to me before I left the house. I had my head down, not wanting to answer him when he asked if Phil had ever touched me. I mean, the majority of times it was him watching me, but the last night I was there was embarrassing to admit to Edward. When he made me look into those green pools, I couldn't find it in me to lie. I could see it in his eyes right then and there that if Phil had ever laid a hand on me, Edward would have stormed off to LA and done something he would have eventually regretted. So, I was extremely thankful in that moment that Phil hadn't ever done more than what he did that day.
I wasn't planning on Edward guessing about my lack of experience, but I needed to tell him before things went any further between the two of us. When he asked, I admitted it right away. I didn't want him to find out I was lying when I couldn't please him. I knew I wasn't going to be good enough for him. He was married and had been with others, and I thought he probably wouldn't want me because of it. I had heard other boys talk about not wanting a girl who was a virgin and figured Edward would be the same way.
Often times, there was a stigma that followed us around, and everyone usually figured we were all easy. Jessi didn't help with her whoring ways either, but she had learned from the best, Victoria. When I mentioned this to him and brought up Victoria, I remembered how she had bragged about fucking Edward. I was extremely pissed that he would be with someone who was so loose. It wasn't so much as jealousy because Victoria didn't have anything I really wanted, but when I heard her mention him, I was mad. Honesty, it disgusted me that I would even think about taking her sloppy seconds. I hadn't gotten that far and surly Edward had washed all of her skanky ass off his body by now.
When Edward played dumb and acted like he couldn't remember her, it warmed my heart a little, but it still kind of pissed me off. When I called him his nickname 'Big Cock Eddie', he chuckled, thinking it was the funniest thing in the world. The day we went on tour, Edward didn't mind letting it all hang out for everyone to see, and I knew he was packing some heavy artillery in that area, which was another reason I wanted to warn him about me. When I saw him, I about had a shit fit. I mean, how something that size was ever going to fit in something so small? I had no idea. I knew what I looked like from pictures in magazines and my own self exploration with a mirror. To think something like that was going to go in easily would be a miracle. I was hoping that not only would he have mercy on me with his member, but when he finally did touch me, it would be something to remember forever.
He pulled me to him and explained that in the last three months, he'd had a change of heart when it came to the women he entertained and admitted that he hadn't been with anyone in months. Victoria or anyone else was clearly gone by now. It had been at least a good six or seven months ago that I saw the pictures. When he promised he wouldn't be with Kate or anyone else while we were together, it felt good. I wanted to believe him, but I was still a little scared.
~AASS~
Our time in Detroit passed by quickly, and before I knew it, we were back on the road. The three nights we stayed in Detroit were awesome. We saw the first show and stayed to watch the main act. The boys did a great job of opening for AC/DC.
The second night, the girls and I hung out backstage and talked to a couple of girls who were traveling with the main act. Some were wives, others were groupies, but some were similar to us. We swapped stories back and forth about the groups that we often accompanied on the road. It was great to see that there were others out there like us. Sometimes it seemed like the 'Love Bands' were a dying breed in the music scene.
The last show in Detroit was amazing, but we weren't allowed to stay and watch the main act. The bus we traveled in was old and broke down constantly. I figured it was a way for the record label to save money. Maybe this was the way they treated their new acts. It didn't matter really, I was just happy to be wrapped up in Edward's arms along the way.
Edward and I grew closer over the miles between Detroit and Rosemont, Illinois. We stopped off in Milwaukee, Wisconsin for one night to do a show, and then we were back on the road before AC/DC could perform their last song. Things were moving fast on the road, and faster between Edward and me. Every time we got alone in a room, it was hard to keep our hands off of one another, but we resisted. There was one more thing I had to take care of before I decided to take the next step.
The majority of our activities happened above clothes, but I knew I wouldn't be able to take much more of his wicked ways without some kind of protection. All the touching and pawing at one another with our clothes on was driving me nuts. Tonight, when we finally pulled into Rosemont, and shut the door behind us in the comfort of our own room, I was going to allow him to go a little further than we had before and I was excited about it too. So much so that Tinker Bell noticed me bouncing my leg while waiting on our bags to get unpacked.
"Big night?" she whispered in my ear.
"Something like that," I whispered.
"Tonight's the night?" she asked, puzzled. Out of all the girls in the group, Tinker Bell was probably my best friend. I was friendly with the others and get along well with them, but Tink and I could talk about almost anything and boy talk was always something we were always able to share with one another.
"No, not yet, but soon," I said. I wasn't planning on going all the way tonight, but I was at least planning on taking us to at least second base. If things got hot and heavy, we might slide into third, but that was still up in the air. I wanted to feel his hands on my bare body and I wanted to touch him everywhere he would allow me to.
"Remember to be careful, whatever you do," Tink reminded. I hadn't forgotten our talk about condoms and birth control. We had to factor in that we were talking about rock stars that had the potential of dipping their wicks into anything, which sparked the discussion of diseases. To say I was thoroughly scared was an understatement, but Tink said we could find a free clinic or something to help us protect ourselves. Jessi Lee wasn't on anything, and sometimes I wondered what she was really thinking.
Renee had gotten pregnant with me at sixteen, and my father married her because his parents said he had to. I wasn't about to find myself in that type of situation. I didn't know if they ever loved one another or were just acting on their hormones, but I wasn't going to be like them. So, it was planned that during this stop, we would make the effort to better protect our bodies from unwanted mistakes.
"When are we going?" I asked.
"Tomorrow, the boys have a sound check at the Rosemont Horizon. I plan on looking in the phonebook to find a place."
My bags were pulled out of the bus, and Edward quickly took them into his hands. He turned, winked at me, and motioned his head to follow. I nodded, letting him know I had seen him.
"That's my cue," I said, smiling at Tink.
"I'm sure it is," she replied, laughing as I walked off, following behind Edward. I ran up behind him. When he sensed my presence, he threw his hand backwards for me to grab. I did it willingly, wanting to touch him in some way. Edward checked in and led us to the room, opening the door for me, and allowing me to walk in front of him. I barely made it passed the door frame before he had me shoved up against the wall.
"I can't wait any longer to touch you in some way," he said, licking his lips.
"Kiss me," I said, moistening my own lips, waiting for him to kiss me. Edward lowered his head and took my lips into his. My resistance to things going further was always tempted by his kisses. I had to get to the clinic pronto. Edward sucked my bottom lip into his mouth and lightly bit, causing me to moan. I loved how he was just rough enough, but not too much. He broke the kiss and looked into my eyes.
"I need you," he sighed.
"I want you so bad," he said, brushing the hair back from my face.
"I know, and I want you too, but we have to wait," I replied, hating the words coming out of my mouth. I wanted him, but didn't want to end up like Renee in the process. Or what if Edward never got divorced from Kate? I had to stop my thinking. I didn't want to venture down the 'what ifs' that may or may not happen with us.
"Let me make love to you," Edward begged with his green eyes. I wanted to so bad, but I sighed and pulled from his arms. I had to think rationally for a moment, and I couldn't do that while in his arms.
"Do you have any condoms?" I asked with my back towards him. Conversations about sex and things weren't the easiest for me to have with a boy or anyone besides Tink or the girls, but I knew I had to be an adult here.
"No, but we don't need them. We'll be careful. Hell, I'll pull out before anything happens," he said, getting closer to my body. My skin prickled, feeling him coming closer to my own. I had never felt like that with anyone before in my entire life.
"I know you would be careful, Edward, but you have to know … my mother got pregnant with me at sixteen. My father married her because his family demanded him to do the right thing. I don't think they ever loved one another, and I don't want that future for myself." I turned around to face him.
"I don't want to travel with a band for the rest of my life, and I don't want a free meal ticket either. I'm not like the rest of the girls in the group. I have things I want to accomplish and won't be able to do those things with a child. I hope you understand that I want to fall in love … I want to feel the rush. I think we have that, and it's the reason why I want to be with you, but I won't complicate things with bringing a child into this world," I said with tears in my eyes. I hoped he understood I wanted to be with him, but wouldn't until the both of us were safe about it. Edward looked down at me, wiping the tears away with his thumbs.
"I wouldn't want that for you either because if my career takes off, I don't know if I would be around all the time to be the father I would need to be, but I can't help the way I want you," Edward confessed.
"And, you still have the Kate issue," I replied as I turned toward the window. I hated bringing her up, but she was part of the equation until divorce papers were signed. Edward pulled away from me. I knew I had hit a nerve with bringing up Kate.
"Kate will always be a factor … won't she?" he asked, rather pissed. He had gone from being gentle and sweet to being hateful. I hated the mood swings I would get from him sometimes.
"She will until you or she files for divorce. I can't help it, Edward."
"Is that all you want out of me? To file for divorce and be done with her," Edward seethed in my direction.
"No, but how are we going to be together if she isn't removed from the situation at some point? You say you don't want her, that she means nothing to you, then prove it. File the papers, get the damn divorce, but don't get pissed every time I remind you that you are still married because my mind replays that over and over in my head. I'm not a homewrecker, Edward. I have given you every option in the world to not be with me, but if you want me at some point, you are going to have to file those papers. I will not bring a child into the world with all this around us," I screamed as I motioned around my head.
"I can't deal with this shit right now. The record label got us on the cover of Rolling Stone magazine. The photo shoot will be happening when we get to New Jersey. Jasper said that Aro wants to speak to me personally when they meet up with us there. I can't handle you or them at the moment. I'm out," Edward said, walking toward the door and leaving the room. When the door slammed behind him, I broke down and started crying. I crawled into our bed and cried myself to sleep.
~AASS~
I don't know when Edward came back to our room, but I do know when I woke up this morning, he was there with his arms wrapped around my body. Our argument would be the first of many, that I was sure of, but it hurt nevertheless. I hated to bring Kate into things and knew it was a sore spot with him, but I couldn't help the way I felt inside.
When there was a knock on the door, I crawled out of the bed and listened as Tink told me about the clinic she had found. I gathered my things and kissed Edward on the forehead, waking him up.
"Where you going?" he asked, wiping the sleep from his eyes.
"The clinic with the girls," I said, smiling.
"Good," he said, smiling, looking at me with his tired eyes.
"Before you go …" he pulled me closer to him "... kiss me properly." I giggled, but leaned down to capture his lips with mine, kissing him until he was moaning.
"Don't go," he whispered, pulling away from the kiss.
"I have to go, if you want to…" I said, wiggling my eyes at him, looking down his body. He growled and smacked me on my ass as I lifted from the bed.
The clinic Tinker Bell found was great; it seemed a little weird, sitting in the waiting area with women or girls that were pregnant. It was one of those walk-in clinics. I didn't ask any questions nor did it really matter as long as we got what we needed.
When the nurse called me in the back, I was nervous. I had never had anything like this done before in my life. To tell you the truth, the last time I saw the doctor, they said as long as I wasn't sexually active, they wouldn't bother with this type of exam, but this was what I had to do in order to get what I needed. I did everything the nurse asked of me and waited on the doctor to arrive. The knocking on the door pulled me from counting the tiles on the ceiling.
"Good afternoon, Ms. Swan," the male doctor said, entering the room. My blush took over immediately. I had never exposed myself to anyone before, and having a man to be the one to perform my exam embarrassed me. I mean, what if I had a smell or something was wrong down there? I swallowed all my thoughts and tried to lightly smile in his direction.
The exam was uncomfortable and embarrassing, but the worst had to be sitting there with my ass shining and my feet in the stirrups at the end of the table.
"You haven't had sex yet, Ms. Swan. So, I am assuming you are here for some form of birth control," the doctor said, looking up at me from between my legs.
"Y ...yes," I stuttered. God, this was so humiliating. The doctor droned on and on about the different types available to me, and then stepped out of the room while I decided on what to get. Unfortunately, he didn't take my feet out of the stirrups, and I felt like every time he opened the door, he showed my ass to people walking by in the hallway.
Quickly making my choice to get pills, I left the clinic with three months worth. The girls and I were happy to see that we would at least have enough to finish out the tour, but would have to find another clinic to visit once they ran out.
The tour was only supposed to last until Christmas, and we didn't know if the boys would be joining the main act for their second leg around the US in the New Year. Everything was riding on whether or not the sales of their record picked up. I hadn't heard and Jasper said we probably wouldn't know more until after the New Year and that the boys would be heading back to LA while they waited to see.
The girls and I stopped by a couple of shops on our way back to the hotel. It felt good to be out with the girls again. Even though we were all on the tour, now that we all had paired off with band members, we very seldom hung with one another. Tink and I always tried to do our laundry together, but sometimes she was so busy helping Jasper that she couldn't always break away to go.
We entered the hotel just as the guys come back from sound check; Edward scooped me up in his arms, twirling me around.
"God, I fucking missed you," he said, kissing my nose.
"I missed you, too," I said, giggling at how he was acting.
"Did you get the things you needed today?" he asked, whispering and raising his eyebrow. I knew he really wanted me to be safe, but sometimes emotions got in the way of things.
"Yeah, but it's going to take at least a month for them to kick in and work. Not to mention the fact that I have to wait until it comes again," I stated. I know I blushed all the way down to the tips of my toes. Talking about your period with a boy was embarrassing, and even though I was comfortable enough with him to have this more adult conversations, it still didn't take the humiliation out of the situation.
We walked down one of the dark areas of the hotel and Edward pulled me to his body.
"When?" he asked, kissing down my neck, making me lose my mind. I had to concentrate hard to remember when I was expecting another arrival of my monthly visitor.
"Umm," I said, trying to think as his lips did wonderful things to my body, making every nerve ending I had come to life under his touch.
"Can't you remember?" he asked, chuckling against my throat and even the vibrations of his chuckles made my body quiver.
"Yeah, but you have to stop doing that for a moment. You make my mind turn to mush when you do that," I replied, smiling. Edward backed away from me walking, us out of the corridor, and into our room. Once in the room, he fired up a cigarette and took a long draw from it as I did the math in my head. Luckily, I had timed it just right with seeing the doctor because I had two more weeks before my visitor came. Thank God, I was regular enough to be able to give him an answer. Alice wasn't always that lucky with hers, and if it wasn't for the fact she wasn't having sex, she probably would have had a lot of scares.
"Two weeks," I said, walking over to him and picking up my own cigarette and placing it in my mouth. Edward leaned over and lit the cigarette for me. He wrapped his arm around my shoulders as we stood at the window smoking.
"So, we have a little time then," he said, blowing out his smoke and wiggling his eyebrows at me. I giggled. I loved when he acted silly and playful, but these moments rarely happened.
"A little time, but not all … the … way," I said, smiling.
"Hmm, is there anything else you can think about us doing during our little bit of time?" he asked, rubbing my arm with the hand that was wrapped around my shoulders.
"I don't know … you're the experienced one here," I said, winking at him.
"Well then, I have a few things I want to try," he said, putting out his cigarette in the ashtray on the table and pulling away from me. I figured he was going to take a shower while I finished my cigarette, but he pulled the butt from my mouth and extinguished it in the ashtray too. I pouted about him taking my cigarette away from me. I wasn't finished and needed something to calm the nerves that now surfaced. I knew he was up to something, but didn't know what to expect.
He grabbed my hand and led me over to the side of the bed.
"How far, baby?" he asked, placing open mouth kisses down my jawline and neck. I didn't know how to reply with the haze he created with his lips on my neck. It felt good, really fucking good, to have his mouth on me.
"Not too far … remember, I know nothing," I whispered, consumed in his kisses and breathe on my neck. He pulled back from my neck and looked down my body, bringing his hands up to play with the hem of my shirt. I watched as his fingertips dragged back and forth before pushing my shirt up enough to expose the lower part of my stomach.
"I want to see your body," he said, pushing the shirt further and further up my body until I had to raise my arms for him to remove it. I stood up in front of him in nothing, but an old bra. I instantly became embarrassed and tried to cover myself.
"Don't hide from me," he whispered before removing my hands and holding them at my sides. He eyes never left my chest, and my breath became heavier just looking at him watching me. How is it that one could get excited from watching someone look at them? However, I was excited and could feel the moisture collecting between my thighs and all he had done was look. I couldn't imagine what would happen once he finally touched me.
"Just as I pictured," he said before lowering his lips to the tops of my breasts to kiss them. When his lips touched the tops, I thought I was going to pass out in his arms. I felt my knees go weak with the anticipation of what he might do next. He was driving me mad. His tongue came out to lick down the center where the clasp for my bra was. I threw my head back, closing my eyes, and just feeling him lick around the curves of my chest that I didn't even notice his teeth unclasping my bra. I gasped when I felt the material loosen.
"It's okay, baby. I want to see all of you." He ran his nose up the center of my cleavage, straight to my neck, where he licked and sucked while releasing the hold he still had on my arms.
Even though the bra has loosened, it still hadn't pulled away completely and for that I was thankful. I wanted to show him everything, but I didn't know if I was ready. My heart raced, and my hands started to shake when I felt his arms rise to my shoulders, pushing the straps of my bra off. I closed my eyes, trying to live in the feeling of his sweet lips on my neck.
"It's all right, baby. You've already seen me in all my glory, and now I want to see you," he whispered in my ear as he nibbled my ear lobe.
I felt the cool breeze hit me, causing my nipples to harden from the things Edward was doing with his mouth and the cool air. Goosebumps formed on my arms and caused me to shiver.
"Let me warm you up," he cooed, leaning his head down and taking my left hardened peak into his mouth. The warmth of his tongue felt heavenly on my tit, and I couldn't help the moan that escaped my lips as he sucked and swirled his tongue around it. His hand rose up to my other breast and covered it completely, using his palm to rub circles around the hardened nipple. I moaned loudly. Everything he was doing to my body felt wonderful and I wanted more … so much more. Hell, I would take anything he would give me at the moment.
Edward released my nipple and pulled his hand away from my chest. I couldn't believe he stopped, everything he was doing felt so fucking good. If this was all he was willing to give, I would gladly take it.
He reached down, unbuttoned his jeans, and pulled down his zipper, but he never pulled his jeans off; just opened them up. I giggled because it was something I had seen men do after eating a big dinner at Thanksgiving. Never something I thought I would ever see in the bedroom.
"I had to relieve the pressure," he said, winking. Edward reached out, unbuttoned my jeans, and pushed them down my hips and thighs. I couldn't move, so he lifted my legs and helped me out of my jeans.
Once again, I couldn't help my response and placed my hands in front of my panties, trying to hide my girly parts from his view. I was scared to death he would pull my panties off and see the wet spot I know I now had in them. He would for sure think I was stupid for being wet down there, and I didn't want him to see it. However, I didn't realize that when I tried to hide myself from him, I inadvertently caused my tits to push closer together. When he noticed them pushed together, he groaned and licked his lips as he pulled off his shirt.
"You're making it harder for me to control myself," he stated, lying back on the bed and pulling me toward him. I landed half on him and half off. I tried to stay away from his crotch. I knew he was hard because he had admitted as much to me, but I didn't want to cause him any more discomfort in the process.
"Kiss me," he begged as his hand came up to play with the side of my breast that wasn't pressed to his tight chest. He caused another shiver to crawl down my spine, but I couldn't refuse a kiss. I licked my lips and lowered my head to his, using my tongue to trace his bottom lip. When he opened his mouth, my tongue slid in and stroked his as his hands rubbed my body. He wrapped one arm around my back and rubbed, while the other hand found the front of my breast and the raised peak once again.
As he stroked my body, I moaned into his mouth, loving the feeling of his hands all over me. This was better than anything I had experienced in the past with him, and I wanted so much more. I had to stop myself several times to keep from tearing his jeans from his body and sealing the deal, but I had to wait, and I keep trying to remind myself of that.
"I want more," he panted into our kiss as his hand drifted down the side of my body and slipping into the waistband of my panties. He slid his hands around and eased them down the front of my panties. I reached out to stop his hand; I couldn't feel what I had done as he touched me.
"Please, baby … I need to feel you," he begged, but stopped because I had made him.
"I'm embarrassed," I stammered.
"What do you have to be embarrassed about? You're fucking beautiful and have nothing to be embarrassed about," he said, still stroking my back, calming me down a little.
"It's just … God, this is hard … hum … a few minutes ago when you were touching me, I kind of," I stammered again, but stopped, not wanting to admit what had happened to my body.
"What's wrong, baby? You can tell me," he said, looking into my eyes, but never removing his hand from the curls of my girl parts.
"Well … you see … I kind of … something happened … and now … shit," I cursed under my breath and let go of his hand to brush the hair out of my face.
"Are you wet, Izzy?" he asked, smiling like a cat who had eating the damn canary. I nodded my head and looked down, staring at the tattoos Edward had on his chest.
"God, baby, do you know how sexy that is? That's what happens when you like the things I do to you. Haven't you ever … you know?" Edward asked while moving his fingers that were in my curls back and forth. I gulped and shook my head no.
"Okay, since you're a virgin and never done something like this before, I'm going to take it slow and not do as much as I would love to do, but if I hurt you … you have to tell me." I nodded, knowing I looked like one of those bobble head things they have, but I couldn't care less at the moment. It was the only way I could communicate.
He slid his fingers lower until he came in contact with my sensitive lips. I moaned as his fingers grazed my clit as I spread my legs wider for his hand. Edward pushed me down onto the mattress and lift up over my body.
"Can I take your panties off?" he asked, but never stopped what he was doing with his hand.
"No," I whispered. I still needed them to feel comfortable and right now I was comfortable with them on. I was worried now that he wouldn't like what he saw if I removed them.
It was his turn to nod as he lowered his head to my chest once again and sucked my nipple into his mouth. I moved under his touch. Everything he was doing to my body felt fucking unbelievable. His tongue swirled and licked at my peak as his fingers circled my clit, causing my whole body to fucking shake. My legs shook and twitched as he circled my clit repeatedly. I rolled my hips against his fingers and used my hands to hold his face to my breast.
My heart raced, and I felt like I was on fire, burning from the inside out. I moved constantly, making my legs close only to open them again as he stroked me over and over. I could feel my body getting closer to the edge of something amazing, something I had never experienced before, and something that formed a tingling in my stomach. I was hanging by a thread, ready to fall over at any minute. When he slid one of his fingers inside of me, I fell. I closed my legs, squeezing his hand between my thighs as I continued to fall. He didn't stop until I finally opened my legs and scooted away from his hands.
Edward leaned up and kissed me, smiling against my lips, and then stood up, where I noticed the wet spot on his jeans. He looked down and winked at me, heading toward the bathroom. I crawled to the headboard, pulling the covers over my body and fell asleep.
~AASS~
Edward's moods were something I had to learn and I was, but sometimes, like now, he would catch me off guard, not knowing how to take him. When he first woke up, he was usually gentle, and there was always something in his eyes that called to me. As the day progressed, Edward became more reserved even around me. I used to figure it was because of the band and the pressure he told me he was under from the record executives, but it wasn't just the band that saw this behavior. In the evenings, the controlling Edward would come out to play, and even though he never hurt me, he was harder to resist during those times because of his forcefulness. Nights were the worst of all when it came to Edward's moods. Once he started drinking, things became worse, and often times, he would fight with other band mates or Jake. Jake was the main one, and anytime I walked around them or tried to get close enough to the conversation, both would either shut up or leave. Then there was the one time that I was talking to Jake and Edward grabbed me by the arm, leading me toward our room.
Those weren't the only things that I noticed about Edward. Edward was visiting James more often. I had heard the stories about him and what he was handing out to the band members almost regularly during the tour. I didn't like it, but I didn't know how to stop what was going on right in front of my eyes.
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