Chapter Five – Drunk & Disorderly

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I surveyed the stunned look on her face. Hell, I must've been wearing a matching one as we stood there staring at each other for what felt like hours, but in reality was minutes. I knew that I had to say something to her, but what? I was racking my brain which was running at a million miles an hour on a completely different tangent. I had just kissed Bella Swan. Well she kissed me...okay I kissed her back but boy did it feel great!

"Look Bella, you're drunk. I'm sorry I didn't mean to -" I was silenced by her index finger being placed across my lips and her saying, "That was amazing! I would never, ever have thought that you were such a good kisser. Wow, Edward." She then started giggling until she saw blood running down her arm through the dressing I had applied. Immediately she turned white and vomited. I found myself kneeling beside her, rubbing her back in small circular motions while holding back her hair. Once she stopped, she turned to face me and looked embarrassed as she said, "Sorry. Can't stand the sight of blood."

I quickly assessed the situation, realizing that this was just the blood from the initial injury that she was seeing and nothing new. I took a wipe from the first aid kit and cleaned the blood away. "I need to get you to my house so that my dad can look at this properly seeing as you won't go the ER." Her face met mine and her eyes sparked as she said, "Oh, Dr Cullen. All the girls at school crush on him so hell yes!"

Great! Now even she thought that my dad was hot like all the other females and some male residents of the town. It was bad enough being compared to Rosalie with her beauty, but knowing that my dad sent heart fluttering wherever he went compounded my own insecurities regarding my looks. Or lack thereof.

Somehow I managed to guide a wobbly Bella back to my car. When she got there she seemed impressed. "Wow now don't you drive some fancy wheels." I blushed. The car was a gift from my parents. I had saved long and hard planning to buy a cheap 'fixer upper'. Something that I could work on myself and take pride in. But no, I was presented with a brand new, shiny Volvo. The height of safety at least I knew parents cared and it's not like my street cred could get any lower.

Embarrassed by her comment on a reflex I said, "Oh this old run-around? Bella, please tell me if you're going to be sick and I'll stop." She smiled at me and promised that she would, she even crossed her heart. God damn it! My heart missed a beat when she did it, putting on a cute smile and attempting to look coy.

I drove carefully back home and when I pulled up outside the house, she was once again amazed. "You live… here? It's, well, it's gorgeous." Our house was located out of the main part of town and afforded privacy as it nestled into the forest that covered the mountains of the Olympic range. Being a doctor meant that my father had a healthy income. Combine that with the fact that both my parents came from wealthy backgrounds meant that they only wanted us to have the very best. We were not spoilt though; we knew the value of money and learned to appreciate what we had.

As I escorted her up the steps to the main entrance and through the door, I was greeted instantly by my mother. I was back much later than I had a planned and agreed, and she was obviously worried. "Edward, where have you been? You know how I feel when you…" she stopped, realizing that I was not alone. "Oh hello there. Edward, who is this lovely young lady?" She seemed genuinely pleased to see me with someone who was not Jake. Add that it was a girl, it must've been like Thanksgiving and Christmas rolled into one. If only she knew the truth that the person stood next to me was the one who made my life a living hell. But I would not burden my mom with this. School would soon be over and so would my torture.

Bella turned on the charm with my mom instantly. "Mrs Cullen, how lovely to finally meet you. May I say what a truly beautiful home you have here." Bella's comment had the words slurred slightly and confusion colored Esme's face. She led us into the lounge, allowing Bella to go first so she could grab me by the arm. Holding me back she whispered, "What the hell is going on here? She's drunk Edward!" I knew that I had to explain and quickly. "Mom, she's from my class. She's had a bit too much to drink and she fell cutting her arm, and hates hospitals and blood so I dressed it and thought maybe Dad could take a look at it. I couldn't very well just leave her in that state could I?" I knew that the last line would be my 'get out of jail' card and I had to play it. Mom would never have forgiven me if she found out I had abandoned someone in that state. She glared at me before marching away, mumbling something about coffee.

Mom came back into the room, the calm serene smile I was used to back on her face as she said, "Come through to the kitchen, Carlisle is waiting there to take a look at your arm, Bella." As we entered, there was fresh coffee brewed and a cup was being handed to Bella by my dad saying, "From what I hear young lady, you are going to need lots of this before you go home. You are Chief Swan's daughter, aren't you?" Esme blanched at this comment and rolled her eyes. Great! Now I would get a lecture on under-age drinking and I was sober. Bella responded to my dad's words "Yeah, good old Charlie. He cares more about his God-damn job than his own daughter; doesn't know or care where I am tonight. I could be dead for all he cares as long as it doesn't happen in town to affect his crime statistics." No-one knew what to say to that as we exchanged confused glances. Chief Swan seemed like a nice man whenever I had spoken to him which, granted, wasn't often. My dad decided to speak up for him. "Now I'm sure that isn't true. I have dealt with your father on many occasions at the hospital and he seems like a fine man." She laughed at this comment throwing her head back. Damn I found it so attractive watching her laugh. "Public persona is very different from living with the man. Trust me. He's off tonight on some fishing trip with his buddies and won't be back for a couple of days. So yeah, he cares. Enough to leave me alone in this hell hole with guilt money to buy take-aways for dinner."

An awkward silence descended over us as my dad started to look at the cut on Bella's arm. My mom kept topping up her cup with coffee, obviously in the hope that this would sober her up. I then noticed that Bella was staring at my dad through the top of her eyelashes. Gimme strength, she was trying to flirt with him in front of his wife.

The wound needed a couple of stitches which happily she agreed to be done here; she was adamant that she would not go to hospital when my dad asked her. After a quick chat on how to clean the wound and a prescription for antibiotics, Bella was as good as new and ready to go home. I wasn't too sure if leaving her alone would be a good idea, but hey, she wasn't really my problem. As we left, she thanked my mom and dad. I said that I would drive her home, gaining approving nods from my parents. My mom then added, "Be a gentleman and make sure that she is okay to be left alone. I would hate to think that she fell over hurting in this state." I nodded. Great, this meant that I couldn't just drop her off and leave as I had planned.

We drove to Bella's house in silence. Once there I helped her out of the car, she was still wobbly on her feet and I wondered how much of that was from the anaesthetic that had been administered to allow the stitches to be put in. I always felt sick afterwards and dizzy when I had an injection so figured that she would too.

Once inside I saw that she was not joking about being alone. The house was empty and dark. As we walked into the kitchen I saw the scribbled note on the fridge from her father. It read: Bella, gone fishing with the boys. See you in a couple of days. Cash in the usual place for food. See ya. Charlie.

Wow she was obviously not kidding about him.

She walked over the fridge, opening it to retrieve a couple of cans of beer and offering me one with a quizzical look on her face. "Bella, I really don't think you should drink anything else tonight." She pulled a face at me and opened the can in her hand, raising it to her lips and started drinking. I was in front of her in a flash, grabbing the can from her hand and throwing it in the sink. "For fucks sake, Edward! What did you do that for? I only want to have a little more fun. Seems a shame to waste having the house to myself. What are you, the fucking fun police?" she spat at me. "No, Bella, I am not. I'm the person who nearly ran you over. Then ended up taking you to his dad to patch you up because you fell over. Or do you not remember that because you have drunk too fucking much already?" I could feel the anger coursing through me once again. Damn she had such an effect on me and it was not in a way that I had experienced before. My hands were on either side of her body trapping her against the kitchen counter. We were staring into each other's eyes and before I knew what I was doing, I slowly moved forward to kiss her, not knowing if she would allow it or slap me across the face. She responded to my lips meeting hers. It was a passionate kiss. The type that you always see in movies but I didn't care, she wasn't saying no. My hands let go of the counter finding her hips. I pulled her closer to me as she ground them into my groin. My dick responded to this movement and contact, I could feel it growing harder the more we kissed and moved together. My tongue forced its way into her mouth and then the battle for dominance began.

She was running her hands up and down my back before she moved them to my hair. She started by running her fingers through it. I groaned in obvious pleasure as she began to run her nails across my scalp and down my neck. My hands went under the back of her shirt and I could feel the softness of her skin under my touch. I felt her sigh and then groan too. Our kissing was growing more frantic and we could not keep our hands off of each other. She took control and I found myself being pushed across the kitchen only to be slammed hard into the wall. We then, somehow, managed to make our way out of the kitchen and into the lounge where we fell onto the couch. Still kissing and a fumbling mess of hands and tongues with not a word spoken.

She was straddling me and I knew that she would be able to feel my arousal as she was across my groin and grinding herself into it more and more. She tried to remove my shirt but I stopped her, grabbing her hands. I didn't feel comfortable with that intimacy just yet. She pulled away from our seemingly never ending kiss to give me the pout she had earlier. Grabbing my wrists, pinning them above my head she began kissing my neck, gently working her way around both sides. I emitted a low moan of pleasure. Wow, this was amazing. She was kissing my neck with slow, soft and gentle kisses that felt like angels were placing them there when my phone rang in my pocket. Talk about great timing, but I knew instantly who it would be. When I finally managed to get my hands free, I removed my mobile from my jeans pocket and saw that I had a missed call from my mom. Sitting upright on the couch and straightening out my shirt I returned the call.

"Hey Mom, you called?"
"Yes, I just wanted to make sure that you got Bella home ok. Is she going to be ok by herself overnight? She did still seem a little drunk, Edward. Maybe you should stay there for the night. On the couch of course."
"No! Bella is fine; In fact she seems to have sobered up quite a lot since we left. I was just making her a hot chocolate before I head back home."
"Ok son. Well I'm going to bed now. I will see you in the morning."
"Night mom."

What was she thinking suggesting that I spend the night? It's a good thing that she could not see what was happening when she called. She would be here, dragging me home and never letting me near Bella. I turned around to look at Bella and found a pair of big, brown eyes staring at me like a puppy that had been scolded.

"What's up, Edward? Don't you wanna stay the night with me?" How was I going to get out of this one?

I decided that she had already been rejected once tonight by James. To be turned down again, even if it was just me, would not help. "Bella, your still drunk. I wouldn't want you to do anything now that you will regret sober." She pouted again. She really had to stop doing that to me. "Who says I would regret it?" she teased. "Look you have had quite a night of it. I think that the best thing to do is make you a hot chocolate and for you to go to bed. Alone." She sighed, realizing that she was not going to win this battle before heading upstairs. I could hear her moving around before going into the bathroom as she slammed the door behind her.

I went to fix her hot chocolate I had promised. When I realized that she was not coming back downstairs, I made my way carefully upstairs to find myself greeted by a sight that made me breathless. She was in bed, asleep. Damn, she looked adorable lying there all curled up. I walked into her bedroom and sat on the edge of her bed. I brushed the hair off her face, and watched her sleep off the effects of her alcohol fuelled night. There was something about watching her sleep that was mesmerizing. I sat there for about half an hour just to make sure that she was ok. I got her a glass of water, leaving it with two Advils on her nightstand, knowing that when she woke she would probably have a hangover and concerned there would be no-one there to care for her.

When I got in to the car I sat there staring at the house. I could have stayed quite easily and watched her sleep but that would be wrong. Grabbing my mobile from my pocket, I dialed the only number I knew would answer at this hour and said, "Meet me in the usual place. 30 minutes." I snapped the phone shut. Then closed my eyes, pressing my head against the headrest as I battled with my inner demons. I had to get Bella out of my head, and this was the only way that I knew how.

Authors Note:
Thanks to my Fab Sparkly Red Pen Pre-reader & Beta, Jen & Stella those ladies really know their stuff and they also are in love with this fic and my Edward so they are as eager as anyone for updates. Stella is also working very hard to beta Taken for me which is on hold temporarily until beta'd. She is an angel!

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