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CHAPTER 4

Dating Drama

Previously on The Secret Life of Bella Swan:

He leaned down to my ear and whispered, "Can we talk?"

A shiver passed through my body. I turned my body so we were chest to chest. I looked up at him, getting lost in his forest green eyes.

"Yes."

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"Can I come by your house tonight?" he asked. I could feel his breath on me and I felt a little lightheaded.

"Sure. Charlie will be on a date tonight," I whispered. I didn't want to ruin the moment by talking too loudly.

He chuckled. "Charlie has a date?"

"Not any of your business. Be there around nine," I whispered in his ear and left to go find Alice.

Two can play this game, Cullen.

"Are you okay?" Asked a very concerned Alice.

"Yes. I shouldn't have done those flips after eating lunch." I rubbed my stomach which still felt a little off.

"You did flips?" she asked, exctited. "I'm so proud of you. We're both getting in." She jumped up and down excitedly until I put my hands on her shoulders to stop her. We were attracting unwanted attention.

"I'm not getting in. I won't go to the group tryouts. It'll only make things worse." I grimaced at the thought of throwing up again.

"Yeah, I guess you're right. Sorry! I'm just so excited." She squealed again. "Here take my keys. I'll have someone else drive me home." She handed me her car keys once she calmed down.

"You're sure?"

"Yes, take them." She thrust them in my hand and hugged me. "Feel better. I'll call you once I'm home. Okay?"

I nodded and went to Alice's car. It was so much bigger than mine and even though I'd driven it a couple of times it still intimitated me every time I had to sit in the driver's seat.

On my way home, my mind drifted off to my entcounter with Edward. I thought I wanted to forget him; why did I invite him at my house to talk? What was wrong with me? And what did he want to talk about? So many unanswered questions, which I hoped would be answered tonight.

When I arrived home, I made soup to settle my stomach down. It was carrot soup. The one that my mom made me whenever I was sick. It was supposed to be magical and cure all diseases and heartbreak. Now I knew that it was it was just a way to get some vegetables in my stystem but at the time I thought it was true. And after just a spoonful, I felt better.

"You're home early," Charlie said, coming down the stairs.

"So are you."

"Things were really slow at the station so I came home early." He looked inside the pot. "Carrot soup? Are you okay?"

"My stomach feels a little off. That's why I came home early." I poured the soup into a bowl and started eating. I was already feeling better.

"Do you want me to schedule an appointment at the hospital for you? Have Angela take a look at you?" Concern was written all over Charlie's face. He'd always hated it when I was sick.

"No, I'll be fine, and Angela is an OB/GYN, Dad."

"She knows the basics, right?" He scratched the back of his head, looking puzzled.

"Dad, I'm fine." I patted his shoulder. "Stop worrying." I put the bowl in the sink to wash later and climbed the stairs. About halfway up I asked, "You're still going on a date tonight, right?" It would be really awkward if he found Edward on our steps tonight.

"Yes. You still fine with that?" he inquired from the living room.

"Yes." I went to my room and laid on my back, staring at the ceiling. I had this feeling in my stomach about tonight that I couldn't understand. Was it happiness or fear? Was it nervousness or impatience? I stayed like that for a while trying to find out exactly what I was feeling. I came to the conclusion that I was impatient and curious about what he had to tell me.

An hour after I'd come home my cell phone started ringing.

"Hello?" I answered.

"Hi, I just got home. How are you feeling?" Alice said from the other side of the line.

"I'm feeling better. So, how did you do at the tryout?"

"I got in! Can you believe that?" she yelled into the phone, sounding excited.

"Congratulations! I'm so happy for you." I smiled.

"Thank you. Um, I want to talk to you about the tryouts."

"What about them?" I asked, curious.

"You got in, too."

"Got in where?" I asked, not seeing where she was taking this.

"In the squad. You got in." Say, what?

"What? How? I didn't complete the tryouts!"

"I know. Tanya told me to tell you to go to the gym after class to give you your uniform."

"When did she tell you that?" There was no way Tanya would want me in the squad. Something was up.

"After the tryouts I was on the benches gathering my stuff when she came and told me that you got in," she explained.

"Did she tell you why?"

She sighed and I heard something drop. "No, she said she'll talk to you tomorrow. You're coming to school tomorrow, right?"

"Yes, of course. What's going on there?" I was referring to the noise that I'd just heard.

"My mum didn't leave me food, so I'm trying to cook something," she huffed, clearly annoyed. Alice loved food. She ate everything and still managed to stay so thin. I hated her. She could eat a whole chocolate cake on her own and still be a size two.

"But you can't cook to save your life." I chuckled. It was true. The last time she cooked was terrible. It involved a very pissed off Mrs. Brandon and fire-fighters.

"I know, but if I don't cook something then I'll starve to death. And the pizza place is closed today," she whined.

"I'll be there in ten. Just stay out of the kitchen." I sighed and went to grab Alice's keys from downstairs.

"I can't make you cook for me. Especially since you're not feeling so good," she protested.

"You're not making me. I offered, and I already told you that I'm feeling better." I put on my coat as best as I could while trying to balance my phone between my shoulder and my head. I kissed Charlie goodbye and I was out of the house.

"Fine. I'll wait for you."

We hung up and I made my way to Alice's house. I couldn't ler her starve to death. Her mother was a nurse at the hospital and worked long hours, so she'd always cook something for Alice the night before. But not today. So, I took it upon myself to keep her fed today. I had known how to cook proper meals since I was the age of twelve. I'd always loved cooking. I remembered myself sitting in the kitchen and observing my mother as she cooked. She was the one to teach me all of the things I knew. And I was very grateful for that. Because if she hadn't, Charlie and I would be eating out of boxes now.

"Finally! I swear I was going to die if you were a minute late." Alice opened the door and pushed me to the kitchen.

"Don't be so melodramatic!" I put on an apron and started going through her fridge.

"I'm serious. You know how I am with food." I rolled my eyes, not wanting to continue this further.

"Chicken and noodles?" I asked, holding a small chicken in my hands.

"Sounds delicious." I chuckled and got back to work.

Since I'd cooked before in Alice's kitchen before I knew where everything was, so I didn't have a problem finding cooking utensils. As I cooked we chatted about everything and nothing in particular, just like we always did.

"What are you going to do about tomorrow?" she asked as I placed her food in front of her.

I shrugged. "I'll go meet her after school, just like she asked. I'm curious about what she has to say to me."

"Do you want me to come with you?" she asked once she swallowed a huge bite.

"No, I'll be fine." I picked at my nails as she ate. "Edward is coming to my house tonight."

Alice choked and then began coughing. Panicked, I went to pat her back. "I'm okay." Her voice was raspy and eyes were watery. "Did you invite him?" she asked after taking a big sip from her glass.

"He said he wanted to talk. So, I told him to come by," I mumbled. I still wasn't sure this was a good idea.

"Do you think this is a good idea?"

"No. But I want some answers, Alice. And if I want to get them I have to talk to him." I just hoped the answers wouldn't crush me.

"Well, it's your choice. Call me afterwards?" She put her plates away and turned to face me.

"Of course." I hugged her and then made my way home.

When I got home, I found Charlie in the kitchen talking on his phone and from what I heard, he was talking to Sue.

"I'll see you tonight, love. Goodbye."

I crept behind him as slowly as I could. "Gotcha!" I shouted in his ear once he ended the call.

"AHHH!" His cell phone flew through the air, and landed on the floor. He placed his hand on his heart and then turned to look at me.

"You scared me, kiddo." He leaned down to pick up his phone, examing it to see if it was broken.

"Who were you talking to?" I teased him as I swayed from side to side with a big smile.

"Sue." He blushed from head to toe. He walked past me and began making his way up the stairs.

"So, are you going out tonight?" I followed him upstairs.

"Yes." We got into his room and I watched him as he was tried to figure out what he was going to wear.

"When am I going to meet her?" I asked, taking his bright pink shirt from him and putting it inside the closet. In exchance I gave him a white one.

"You want to meet her?" he asked as he was looked himshelf in the mirror, shirt in hand.

"Yes. Why not?" I threw him his blue jeans and he went to the bathroom to change.

"I'll ask her tonight," he answered me once he was back.

I turned and took a good look at him. At his forty years he looked quite fine. Tall, brown hair and eyes. And two cute dimples were forming as he smiled. He looked better and better as he aged. I handed him his blue jacket and his brown shoes. "Ready to go!" I said to him, smiling.

"Thank you." I jumped into the middle of his bed and looked at him as he was getting ready. Just like I did when I was a kid and he was going out with mom.

"Do you ever think about mom?" I asked, playing with the ends of my hair nervously. Charlie froze but composed quickly.

"Of course, I do. Every single day." He put on some cologne. His movements became shaky.

"Do you miss her?"

"A lot, Bellybug. She was gone so quickly. We didn't even have the chance to say goodbye to her. I miss her every single day. You do something that reminds me of her, each day." He sat beside me and hugged me. "Why are you asking?" he mumbled as he kissed my hair.

"I don't know." I shrugged. I really didn't. It was just seeing him like that this reminded me of her. Of them together.

"I want you to know that I'm not trying to replace Renee with Sue. Okay? I loved your mother very much, I still do. But she's gone, Bella, and she isn't coming back. We have to go on with our lives. You said so."

I hugged him more tightly as a tear drop fell from my eye.

"I know. I just miss her so much, daddy." I started crying while holding onto him for dear life.

"I know, baby. I do too. But she wouldn't be happy knowing that you cry because of her. She would want you to be happy and strong. We can't change what happened. We just have to live with it." He tried to soothe me by rubbing my back.

"What if I forget her, Dad? What if I forget everything about her?"

He sighed and pulled me closer. "You aren't going to forget her, Bella. She was your mother. She will be always in your heart, in your mind. She is up there now looking down on you. Protecting you from the evil. She is your angel, sweetie. And I promise you that I'll do my best so you won't forget her."

I wiped my tears and kissed his cheek. "Thank you, Dad. For everything. For taking care of me. For being strong for me. For not giving me up when you had the chance."

"What are yout talking about? I will never give you up, Bella. You're my baby. You made it so easy for me to take care of you all of these past years. I should be the one thanking you." He kissed my temple and then rubbed my shoulders. "I did deal everyday with kids who are doing drugs and lighting up fires in buildings. You are an angel compared to them."

I laughed a little and pulled away from him. "Okay, enough tears for today. Go, you are going to be late," I said looking at the clock on his bedside table.

"Maybe I should stay with you tonight. We could catch up a movie, order pizza and play scrabble afterwards. Just like old times." He started taking off his jacket.

"No! Go have fun with Sue. I'll be okay," I said, stopping his movements.

"I don't mind, Bella."

Yes, but I do! "I'll be fine. I'll watch a movie or something and go to bed early." I kissed his cheek.

"Okay. Call me if you need me," Charlie said as we were walking down the stairs.

"I won't, but okay. Have fun." I pushed him out of the door and leaned into it.

Now I only had to wait for Edward to come.

Edward! I abruptly ran to the stairs. What am I going to wear?

It was eight thirty, so I had half an hour to decide what I was going to wear and find a way to stay calm. After twenty long minutes of me raviging my wardrobe I opted to wear a pair of bue jeans and a black plain top. On top of that I wore a red and black fannel shirt. Nothing too casual, nothing too dressy.

Why did I even care about what I was going to wear? Wasn't I the one who wanted to forget him and move on?

Oh right! It was because he was insanely hot and totally irresistable.

I was in the living room when the bell rang, making sure everything was in its rightful place, that everything was perfect. I walked to the front door a little too fast and counted to three. I took a deep breath and opened the door. Edward stood on my front porch, looking as irresistable as anything.

"Hi," I spoke like I was out of breath. Idiot!

"Hello." He smiled at me. "Can I come in?" he asked when he saw I didn't make a move to let him in.

"Sure, of course. Want something to drink?" I asked him as I was showed him the way to the living room.

"A soda would be nice."

I nodded and went to the kitchen. Thank God I went grocery shopping the day before. I grabbed two sodas and went back to him.

"Here you go." I placed one soda on the coffee table in front of him.

"Thank you," he murmuredbefore he took a sip. "Nice house you have here."

"Cut to the chase, Cullen."

"I wanted to talk to you about us," Edward started but I cut him short.

"There is no us, Edward. Sure we had sex but it was just that. I don't even remember that night," I lied to him. It wasn't just sex to me. It was more. I wanted it to be more. And I sure did remember everything from that night. I had a perfect picture of his body embedded permantly into my memory.

Every single moment was captured in my mind and my mind didn't want to let the image go. "Besides, you're back with Tanya now. Why are you delving into the ashes?"

"I broke up with Tanya," he said like he hadn't heard anything I'd just said. "This time is final."

"And why should I believe you, Edward? Why? You said that the last time and a day later you were back with her. You said you liked me and you were still making out with Tanya for the world to see. I don't think I can trust you anymore."

"I meant everything that I said to you at the bonfire. I truly did, and I still do. I know it seems like I don't care about you, but I do."

"Then why did you go back to her a day later?" I crossed my arms.

"I can't tell you that. I can only tell you that I don't care about Tanya the way I care about you."

"Why can't you tell me?"

"I promised I wouldn't tell anyone." He hung his head.

"You're not making any sense, Cullen."

He came over and sat beside me on the couch. He grabbed my hands in his and said, "will you give me a chance to make it right, Bella?"

I looked into his forest green eyes. I'd forgotten I could feel just by looking at him. They made me conside giving him a second chance.

What do I have to lose?

My dignity.

"I'll give you another chance, Edward. But I'm not promising anything."

And we sealed the deal with a kiss.

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