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CH5 Can I Believe You?
Edward is staring at Rosalie. She is glaring back at him, and hate is filling the air. He despises that she's in his house finding out all his dirty secrets. Embarrassment radiates around her. She just called him evil in front of his family.
Everyone is looking back and forth, waiting for something, anything to happen. The air is thick with anxiousness and confusion. Thankfully, Emmett breaks the silence with loud guffaw. "I win! I get dinner my way all week!"
Edward just glares at him, not knowing the details of the bet, but he thinks that he has a pretty good guess.
Rosalie turns to Bella."I am so sorry that I spoke about your brother that way. That was—"
Bella cuts her off ,"He's my brother, and I feel the same way about him. No worries."
Edward walks in, takes off his coat, and walks over to his mother.
She puts her arms around her son and smiles at everyone. "This is my son, Edward. Edward this is Victoria and Jacob and their son, JJ. You know Rosalie— " Some snickers can be heard around the room, "—Rosalie and Jacob's father, Carlisle, is one of the ER doctors at the same hospital as Bella."
Edward nods at everyone and quickly glares at Rosalie, who appears to be pissed. Now he's her neighbor?
As they sit down to dinner, Rosalie and Edward are seated as far from each other as possible, but this leads them to see each other quite clearly, which is worse. It has now become a competition of who can give each other the worst dirty looks.
Although Edward hates that she's in his house, he can't stop looking at Rosalie. That pink top clings to her round breasts, making them look more luscious than ever. He only wants to go upstairs and jerk off to her again, but he can't, with all these people in his house.
The feel of his eyes on her only fuels her hate for him. She gives him her best I hate you and hope you die look. He rolls his eyes at her, and she is imagining stabbing his eyes out with her fork.
"So, this is quite the coincidence," Jasper points out, trying to get rid of the elephant in the room.
"Yeah, no shit." Emmett guffaws, earning a stern look from his mother.
"Well, how do you all like living in Seattle?" Esme asks, looking at Jacob and Victoria.
Jacob puts his fork down. "I'm loving it, and I know Victoria is enjoying the neighborhoods, her job, and the town. Our father has nothing but nice things to say about the hospital."
"Well, that is wonderful." Esme smiles, and then looks at Rosalie. "How is your job?"
Rosalie looks at Jacob, who gives her a warning glance. She sighs but can't help herself. "Except for a few jerks, I like the school, and the students are good kids."
Edward laughs aloud at that, causing Esme to glare at him.
"So, if you don't mind me asking, Esme. How did you come into all these houses?" Victoria asks, trying to change the subject and genuinely curious.
Esme looks down. "Well, it's a sad story with a happy ending, of sorts. My husband, Phil, was killed in a car crash one night. While going out on a grocery run for me, he was hit by a car and killed. Bella was only two at the time. If I didn't have my three wonderful kids to care for, I am sure I would have died of a broken heart. Thankfully, between his life insurance and what we got from the lawsuit, I was left with a substantial amount of money. It was then that I decided I didn't want my children to have to worry about their future when they had already lost a father. I bought all of this land and the houses. Each one of my children has a house. Edward's is all ready for him but he's waiting for the perfect woman before he moves in."
It's Rosalie's turn to snort aloud and mumble under her breath, "Well, that house is going to be empty for a long time."
Victoria glares at Rosalie with daggers of death in her eyes. Rosalie ignores her looks. So what, his dad died. Does that give him a right to treat everyone like shit? He probably would have been an asshole even if his father were still alive.
Jacob appreciates Esme's honesty, and trying to shut Rosalie up, he decides that he will share their story too. "Well, we had a loss in our family too. My biological parents died in a car crash when I was five. Carlisle and Tanya were friends with my parents, so they adopted me. Rosalie was the best big sister a scared little kid could ask for. But everything changed after a year. Our mother became addicted to drugs, and no matter how hard she fought to win the battle, it defeated her. She overdosed after three years. Even though Aunt Carmen helped us out, it was hard on dad."
Edward looks at Rosalie, feeling bad for her. There was a female student who recently lost her mother to drugs, and it broke Edward's heart. She was just a kid; she shouldn't have had to deal with that shit. He wonders how much it broke Rosalie.
As Edward watches her, she catches his eyes and, mistaking his look for one of contempt, rolls her eyes at him. He assumes that she's just a bitch and would've been a bitch even if her mother was a happy homemaker.
Jasper, always the great communicator, clears his throat and holds Bella's hand. "Perhaps our families' meeting was a way to help each other heal. We can understand each other's situations. My parents died from carbon monoxide poisoning when my brother and I were off at college. Peter decided to stay and run the family business in Texas. I moved to Washington to attend school here, since it was cheaper. I met Bella in college and knew I was meant to be with her. Emmett and Edward are brothers to me. Not a day goes by, though, that I don't feel guilty for not checking on my parents more often. I know it eats at Peter, too. But it was bitter-sweet. Had it not been for that, I would have never met my Bella."
Bella gently caresses his face with her hand and he rubs her leg.
Rosalie shakes her head and can't keep her mouth shut. "You're not saying that it was meant to be, are you? I know Victoria admires you, but that's ludicrous. My mother choosing drugs over her children was NOT meant to be," she snaps not feeling once ounce of guilt for her reaction.
"Oh, no, Rosalie. Jasper did not mean that. He and I are very close. We had to fight against a common enemy, so we know each other quite well." Alice looks quickly over at Edward, who grits his teeth. "Jasper just means that it was a tragic and horrible situation you were all in, but somehow your souls needed to all come together to heal."
Emmett smiles at Alice and kisses her cheek. Rosalie can't help but stare at them. She always wished she had that but knows she never will.
"That's quite sweet, and I wish I could believe it, but I have only found annoyance so far," Rosalie answers back.
"It is what you make of it," Edward almost whispers out, and everyone looks at him.
Rosalie stabs her potato, wishing it was his face.
Victoria looks over to Alice. "Please don't tell me you have a tragic story, too."
Alice smiles at her. "No, I am very lucky. My parents, Charlie and Renee Swan, are very much alive and well in Forks. My dad is a police chief there, and my mother is a teacher at the reservation.
"So, how did you two meet?" Victoria asks Alice
Emmett smiles big. "I met Alice when I was shopping for a gift for Bella's birthday. I wanted to get her a cool leather jacket but was confused by the large selection. Most people are afraid to come up to me, thinking I'm intimidating, but she had no fear. She helped me figure out what to get Bella. I knew I had to ask her out on a date." Emmett leans down towards Alice and kisses her forehead.
"And, I still have that jacket!" Bella laughs out.
"Now, what about you two?" Esme asks Victoria and Jacob. "Please tell me you have family still around, dear?"
Victoria smiles sadly at her. "No, my mother had me when she was fifteen. My grandmother Maria raised me. After my grandmother's death, my mother said that I was a legal adult and should handle myself on my own. She ran off with some money she found. Luckily, my grandmother saved enough money to cover almost all of my college tuition, and she hid it in a safety deposit box. I was able to work and take out student loans to cover the rest. While working in the diner, Jacob came in and flirted with me." She looks at Jacob with a soft smile on her lips. "He was trying so hard that he spilled coffee all over his lap. I felt so bad for him I had to accept his offer for a date. I couldn't help but fall in love with him during dinner. I had to convince Rosalie I wasn't the enemy, but soon we became like sisters."
"That explains a lot," Edward boldly says aloud.
"Well, yes, it does, it certainly does. You learn a lot from someone when you first meet them." Rosalie glares at Edward.
Once again, everyone is watching their interaction, knowing they should stop it but too fascinated to actually do it.
"You can also learn a lot about someone when they don't say thank you for a coffee," Edward adds, still pissed that she never thanked him when he went out of his way to apologize. Well, it was his way of apologizing. Edward's fists clench tighter into balls.
Rosalie smirks. "You know, I feel awful. You should have invited Jessica to dinner. It seems that you two are just perfect for each other. I'm sure she would appreciate fake and shallow apologies."
Edward can't believe what she just said. Does she think he likes Jessica? That is just the type of woman he hates. "Well, you should have invited Mike. I think you two would make a perfect match. He takes credit for other people's acts of kindness, and you don't know how to say thank you."
As if JJ knew he should act up, he started to cry and fuss. Rosalie took this as a sign to get the fuck out of this pissing contest and away from the big dick with the tiny cock. "I'll take JJ home so you two can stay and enjoy a night out." Rosalie begins to gather up JJ's bag while Victoria puts on his coat.
Esme can feel that despite their angry words, there was something else in there. She just knows it. There has to be. "Edward, why don't you walk Rosalie back to her house?"
Every head turns to Esme as their jaws drop. Did she just suggest that the two people who obviously hate each other walk together? Edward knows that he should do what his mother asked. Even though he hates Rosalie, Jasper and Emmett would kick his ass if he didn't, but can't speak or move. What is wrong with him?
Rosalie looks at him. He could have been a gentleman and agreed to walk her home, but he just sits there. He's even an asshole at home. He can't even fucking walk her home? She looks at Esme and very calmly states, "I'd rather eat deep fried dog shit than have him walk me home."
The silence continues until Emmett laughs aloud once more. "Damn, he's my brother, and I feel the same way about him."
Edward glares at Emmett then at Rosalie. "That is fine with me. I've seen more of you than I can stomach." He stands up, throws his napkin down, and walks upstairs as Rosalie walks out the door with JJ.
The silence continues until Bella looks at Esme. "Mom, what in God's name were you thinking?"
Esme shakes her head and looks down feeling dejected and trying to keep the tears away. "I thought perhaps he might just walk her home."
"I just need to say something." Victoria clears her throat, looks around, and continues. "Rosalie is a good person; she just speaks her mind. She has been holding back at work, which is why she just let it fly at dinner."
Alice smiles at Victoria. "Don't worry. Edward needs a good kick in the ass. He's moody and annoying and meaner than he looks. He just needs to see that there IS someone out there for him."
Bella grips Jasper's hand. He knows just by the look that she gives him that she wants to talk to the girls alone."Why don't us men go downstairs for a bit? I have a feeling these ladies want to gossip," Jasper suggests.
Jacob reluctantly follows them downstairs. He's been biting his lip, but this Edward guy is starting to piss him off with the way he's been treating Rosalie. She's a bitch at times, but is still his sister. Once downstairs, he looks at the other men. "So, do I have to worry about Edward hurting my sister?"
Jasper smiles and Emmett shakes his head.
"Not at all," Jasper says. "I think Rosalie is a good match for him. We just have to convince them to give each other a shot. They are both stubborn and moody, almost as if they can cancel out each other's hurt."
Emmett nodded in agreement. "He's all talk, but he's too much of a pussy to do anything drastic."
Jasper rolls his eyes at Emmett's choice of vocabulary.
Meanwhile upstairs, the woman are cleaning up.
"We need to show Edward that Rosalie is the perfect match for him. I don't want to hear that we can't get involved. If we don't do something, then it might be too late for them both," Alice pleads as she wipes the table.
The other ladies all look at one another and nod in unison. Victoria steps forward. "I think we all agree with you, Alice. Rosalie needs Edward. I just have this gut feeling that he may need her too."
"So we do whatever we need to do to get them together," Esme sighs and doesn't care if the men don't want to get involved.
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Edward sits upstairs and feels like a spoiled five-year-old. It was not that long of a walk; she's his neighbor, for heaven's sake. Emmett and Jasper are going to break his balls for not walking her home. The look on his mother's face when he refused broke his heart, but Rosalie's face hurt him even more. Did she want him to walk her home? She was giving him death glares all night, how could she want him to walk her home? Maybe because he had money? No, she doesn't seem impressed by that. He rolls onto his stomach and screams into his pillow. He's so fucking confused.
The next day at school, Rosalie ignores Edward and pretends he doesn't exist. Was she upset about him being her neighbor or walking not walking her home? Sitting at his desk, he watches her walk by to the staff room. He likes to keep his door open so he could get glimpses of her as she walks back and forth. Today she's wearing a purple dress that outlines every one of her luscious curves. Who needs to show skin when you got curves like that? Though he wonders what her legs look like, he bets they're curvy and soft and look great in pants.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~WYIaC~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Rosalie gets JJ all to herself tonight. Jacob and Victoria are on a group date with Emmett and Alice and Jasper and Bella. Rosalie's father is working again tonight, or so he said. She is certain that there is something he isn't telling her, but she's not sure what it is but hopes that he met someone. He needs someone to share his life with. Rosalie Unlike herself, Rosalie thought that her father needs a companion. He's been alone for far too long.
Rosalie puts a giggling JJ in his stroller. "You ready for walk handsome?"
JJ smiles back at Rosalie, and she kisses his cute little nose. She pushes him out of the door and takes off walking around the cul-de- sac.
Suddenly, she hears footsteps behind her. She stops and turns around, pointing pepper spray at the person behind her. She's shocked and pissed to see Asshole himself. "What do you want? Why are you following me?"
He fears that she just might spray him with the pepper spray, so he slowly backs up. "I just thought I'd join you. It's not safe to walk alone, even in our neighborhood."
Rosalie huffs as she puts the pepper spray back in her pocket. "Any stranger is better company than you," she snaps and instantly regrets it. She hates the angry person he's made her become. She can swear she saw a frown form on his face briefly, and her heart twinges with pain for a second.
"Well, you've got me as company. I'll just follow along. You don't have to talk to me," he's pissed at her comment, but he's too worried about her walking alone to leave.
Shaking her head, she continues walking, pretending he's not there.
Edward has to say something; his heart demands it. "Listen, I never apologize, but I'm sorry if I was rude to you. I just don't—"
Rosalie puts her hand up. "Why did you get me that coffee? If you hate me so much and I'm such a nuisance at school, if I'm a fat pain in the ass, why get me the coffee?" she snaps, holding back her tears.
"I never said you were fat. I was trying to be funny, either. I didn't realize that you were uncomfortable about your weight. Why do all the beautiful women think they're fat?" he snaps back but right away feels even dumber for having called her beautiful. She'll think he's lying or just an ass.
"What is your problem? You're nice one minute than an asshole the next. I don't believe you." While turning around to get away from him, she trips on a rock. Her ankle turns, and she cries out in pain. "OH, FUCK!" Thankfully, JJ is in a deep sleep and doesn't hear her scream. Edward runs over to her to help her up, but she pushes him away. "I don't need your help," she yells at him and steps away, but that only causes more pain.
Her face is flush, and her natural features stand out even more. Despite feeling badly that she is in pain, he finds her so beautiful in this moment. He can't help but want to undress her in that moment. "You need help, whether you like it or not. How are you going to get yourself and JJ home? Lean on me, while I push the stroller."
She hates that she needs him, but she knows that she has no choice. She wraps her arm around his shoulders and leans on him while he puts his arm around her waist. She fits right into him perfectly. The feeling of her against him takes his breath away. He has to stop moving for a moment as he fights the urge to pull her into a kiss. He shakes his head and pushes the stroller while helping her walk to her house.
She knew it; he felt disgust at the feel of her body against his. He can't stand her and was just trying to be nice. Embarrassment, rejection, and unworthiness all fill her body, and she can't fight the tears. They flow down her face as she sobs. Now she's a crying mess added to all the other things he hates about her.
Her tears break his heart. He wants to make them go away but doesn't know how. He walks her in to her house and helps her get on the couch. He unbuckles a now-awake and happy JJ from the stroller and hands him to Rosalie. "Let me look at your ankle to see if it's broken."
He walks into her kitchen, opens the fridge, gets out an icepack, and wraps it in a towel. He walks back over to her and kneels down. Slowly, he rolls up her yoga pants and takes off her sneaker and sock.
She thanks God she shaved but worries that he'll be repulsed by her fat ankle and calf.
He quickly sneaks a peak at her hips and thighs. He can see them much clearer now that she has yoga pants on. Her curves are making it hard for him to keep his dick down. "I didn't think you owned a pair of pants. You only wear skirts to school."
"I didn't think you even looked in my direction, let alone knew what I wear," Rosalie answers in utter shock. Was he repulsed or turned on? She couldn't tell and felt a little embarrassed. Did he just flirt with her?
"Well, it looks like just a sprain. Keep the ice on it, and I'll check it again in an hour." He stands back up, getting one last glance at between her legs and finds himself wondering how she would taste. What is wrong with him?
"Check it again?" she asks, confused.
He chuckles at her confused expression. "Well, I can't leave you alone here, not only would my mother kill me, but it's the gentlemanly thing to do. What were you going to have for dinner? I can make it for you." He hopes she doesn't fight him too much on this. He needs to do this for her. If he walks out, he'll never forgive himself. Something deep inside of him wants to help her.
Hesitating for a moment, she thinks about it. The sensible thing is to accept his help, even though it kills her to do so. She hopes her father gets home soon from wherever he is. "Fine. I was going to make chicken enchiladas. Everything is on the counter, and the shredded chicken is in the fridge. JJ's food is on the counter. Just heat it up in the microwave for thirty seconds."
Smiling at her, he gets started. Why does this make him feel ecstatic? Why is making her dinner bringing a smile to his face? Maybe he just wants to please his mother. Yeah, that has to be it.
While playing with JJ on the couch, she watches him make dinner. Visions of him as a husband and father run through her mind. What the fuck is she thinking? She shakes her head to get them out of there. Her thoughts are interrupted when he announces that dinner is served. Rosalie just stares at the table. He set it quite nicely. He even put the vase with flowers in the middle of the table. Why does he go through all that trouble for her?
"I need to change JJ's diaper first." She reaches into the diaper bag, pulls out the diapers and wipes, and changes JJ on the couch.
Edward watches her in awe. Visions of her changing his kids flash in his mind. He rolls his eyes and curses himself for thinking that. He holds out his hand for the dirty diaper, throws it out, and washes his hands.
He walks over and helps her get up and strap JJ into his high chair. He holds out the chair for Rosalie and helps get her seated. While Rosalie sets up JJ's food and begins to feed him, Edward puts the tacos on Rosalie's and his plates.
"Thank you." It kills her to thank him, but she has to. She takes a bite. She's starving and no man, not even an asshole who thinks she fat, will stop her from eating.
Edward watches her, fascinated that she actually eats. Most women would take small bites and save the bigger bites for when he's not looking, but Rosalie doesn't seem to give a shit; she's hungry and eating.
"So, are you all ready for Monday?" Edward asks between bites.
"Why? You need me to do your lessons, too?" Rosalie snaps back and takes a bite of food.
"No. I was trying to make conversation, but if you rather we sit in silence, that is fine."
She feels bad but still can't trust him. "Fine, we can talk. I'm just not sure what your intentions are."
"I'm just trying to prove that I'm not really an asshole, but I doubt you'll ever believe me." He smirks at her, hoping she'll believe him. He means every word.
She bites into her food again. "Well, the best way to not be one is to stop acting like one."
"Perhaps, but it's hard to live that down. Some people don't accept apologies or give second chances."
"Well, after you've been insulted repeatedly and treated like crap, it's hard to give anyone a second chance," she replies back, wanting to believe him but afraid to.
"We can start over. I can have a do-over on Monday morning. We can pretend that it's the first day, when you introduced yourself to me, all over again," Edward suggests and hopes that she will accept the offer.
She glares at him. He has a point, but he was so rude to her in the beginning. She wonders if he'll be an asshole on Monday morning. Against her better judgment, she nods. "Okay."
After they finish eating, he clears the table and cleans up. "Do you need help bringing JJ upstairs to bed? I can help you until they get home. "
She wants him to leave so she can process this whole situation, but she does need the help. Reluctantly, she nods as she hands him JJ.
While holding JJ securely in his arms, he lets Rosalie lean her body on him as they walk up the stairs. Will they pass her room as they walk to JJ's? Will her door be open? What will her room look like? Will her bed be all ruffles and laces or modern and sexy? Sadly, he finds two closed doors and assumes one of them leads to her bedroom.
He helps her into JJ's room and to his dresser. He puts JJ on the bed and tickles him while Rosalie gathers up his pajamas, overnight diaper, wipes, and diaper cream.
Edward moves out of the way to let Rosalie change him and get him ready for bed. He watches her as she carefully and lovingly changes JJ and places him in his crib. She kisses him softly and slowly walks out with Edward's help. He can't help but inhale the scent of her hair. It's soft and long, and he wonders what it would feel like spread across his bare chest.
Carefully, Edward helps Rosalie down the stairs and into the living room. He prepares to leave but doesn't want to.
Rosalie watches him, afraid that if he leaves, he might be an asshole again on Monday. But then he stops at the door and looks at her.
"Since everyone is out, do you want to watch a movie? Unless...If you want me to go, I understand."
A/N: WOW! How do you think the dinner went? He seems to be trying to change, but is it too late? Will she accept his offer and let him stay for a movie? Or will she be too afraid to let herself open up to him? Will he really be different on Monday?
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