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Edward Pov
Cooking with Bella is the funniest shit ever. She has a very messy approach to cooking whereas I am exceptionally organized. Somehow I managed to upset her, and its crazy, because I love doing things a certain way, and she has her on way, it's seemingly impossible for us to meet in the middle.
Along the way I got her to just sit down with a glass of wine, and watch me work my magic.
She suggested something easy, so I'm making chicken alfredo, her favorite. Also, for dessert I'm making tiramisu, her favorite dessert. That was the way I got her to sit down and watch me cook.
"That smells delicious Edward", She leans up trying to get a peek.
"Here try this", I lift the spoon to her lips. She tastes it, eyes rolling behind her head. She moans, and I reach down with my other hand to adjust myself.
"You made your own sauce, and you added-", she smacks. "Wine", I nod. "It's so creamy",
"I'm going to go change my shirt really quickly, can you check the oven", She nods. I rush out towards my room to grab a shirt, but stop short when I hear Bella screech.
What the fuck? I rush out back to the kitchen to see Bella jumping around holding her finger. "Bella, you okay"
"I burned my fucking finger", she whines. I rush to the fridge and take a piece of ice. I stuck the ice in my mouth, forcefully grab Bella's finger, and put it into my mouth, moving it around with the ice. She stops hopping around like a crazy person, and looks at me with relief.
She removes her finger, taking the ice with it. She mumbles thanks.
"You tried the syrup didn't you?", she nods. "I warned you", I laugh. She holds her finger to her chest.
"That shit is hot", I smile and ask how it tastes. "I didn't get around to actually trying it. My finger was instantly burnt. It's like fucking lava", I laugh louder.
"You're over exaggerating", She raises an eyebrow.
"You try it then, tough guy", She hops back on the bar stool facing me.
"Tough guy", I mimic her tone, not looking up from my work. I look around for the spoon that I had. I find it and wash it off. "This is all that you had to do B", I dip the spoon, raise it to my lips and blow. She comes close, I lift the spoon to her lips. "It's really sweet right", she nods. I shrug. "Everyone makes it differently",
"It's good Edward.", she reaches for the wine, just as theres a knock on the door.
"Hey baby, can you get that? I have to refrigerator this, and shit-", I look down at my shirt. "-I still haven't changed my shirt", she hops off the stool.
"Of course", she heads for the living room, as I finish up, and go to the room to change my shirt.
When I get back into the kitchen, Emmett is the first to great me with a bottle in his hand. "Hey brother of mine", Emmett says patting me on the back as I move around the bar to the kitchen. "Hows it going?",
"It's going great for me. I should be asking you that.", He grins. "Hows married life?", He glances to the living room, where the women and Jaz are.
"It's going great, I just-", He looks down. "-she wants kids man, and like soon", I wipe off my hands, on my towel, and sling it over my shoulder looking at him attentively. "I don't think that I'm ready for that",
"Come on, you're great with kids", I say.
"She only wants kids because Vera has kids. I told her it looks easy, until it's your own.", I somewhat agree.
"You guys should try babysitting, see how it works out and go from there.", I offer.
"Maybe you and Bella should have a baby and show us how it's done", He jokes. I shove him.
"Man, my relationship with Bella is more complicated than ever", I rub the back of my neck looking down.
"You two have always been complicated. Remember when she first started dating Jake", I stare ahead, knowing where he's heading with this. He's going to mention me pussying out and pressuring Bella to date Jake because of Charlie "That whole situation was complicated. I wasn't involved and I felt complicated", I grin at the memory. "But you know what I still think the only reason she agreed to date him was because she caught you with Tanya at my birthday party", My eyes snap to his.
"Who told you that?", I didn't know that Bella even knew about that. "Bella wasn't at that party"
"Alice told me a couple of days after Bella and Renee left", What the fuck? "Yeah, I kind of still think Alice blames you for Bella leaving. She was convinced that it was your fault", How the fuck was it my fault? If only she knew Renee and Charlies roll in this.
I smack the counter top with a grunt. "Fuck", I growl. "That-", I exhale sharply through my nose. "That's why she agreed to leave, thats why she didn't talk to me?", I asked smacking the counter again. "Our friendship was that petty to her, our bond was that easy to break? You know how many times I'd caught her in a similar predicament with Jacob, and I-", I push off the counter flexing my arms. "-she's a fucking hypocrite", Emmett holds his hands out glancing into the living room.
"Whoa, whoa, Edward calm down. I don't know anything. Forgot that I said anything", He says in a rush as the women enter the kitchen. "Hey", Emmett says nervously. I furrow my eyebrows staring at the ground trying to keep a handle on my anger. I can't believe this shit.
I slowly try to piece everything together in my head, but something isn't making sense. I wish everyone would be completely honest with me and tell me everything that they know so I can stop wondering.
My dad said this could get messy.
It already has.
"Any of you heard anything from that James freak", Rose asks.
"No, but I'd really like my roommie back", I glance up and see Alice squeeze Bella's shoulder. "As soon as we get back in our apartment we are having a girls night in.", Her and Bella share a laugh at their inside joke. Rose looks confused.
"You're invited of course", Alice offers. I hear Rose ask, 'The fuck is a girls night in', causing Bella and Alice to laugh again.
"So, Edward what do you have for us tonight? I am starving", Jasper asked.
"Of course you're starving. Alice cant cook to save her life", Emmett says and they all laugh. I feel Bella's eyes on me but I refuse to look in her direction.
"Fuck off, Em.", Alice flicks Emmett off. Bella catches my eye. I start to look away but she looks concerned. I want to be mad at her, but for what exactly. What am I really mad about? Something that happened years ago?
If anything I should be glad for the new information. It'll help piece everything else together. There were so many gaps in each story that I've heard, I can hardly decifer whats the truth from the lie.
It makes sense that Alice blames me. Any and everything involving Bella is my fault. Even at the club a few weeks ago, she blamed everything on me. I wondered why she reacted that way, but now it makes sense.
No one wanted us together back then because, one fuck up on my behalf, and Bella would be gone. Even now, Alice seems like she's on my side sometimes, team Edward and Bella, but then other times, she's against us with warning signs.
Like today I call her and the first words out of her mouth are, "Don't you fucking hurt her", she only set this dinner up at my house so that she can make sure that Bella is okay with our progression. She thinks that I'm pushing Bella.
I can't win or loose with these people. I run a hand throw my hair.
I can't be an ass to Bella for something that happened almost nine years ago.
I walk over to her and wrap my arms around her waist kissing her neck. Everyone just stares. "You smell so good", I whisper in her ear, kissing her neck again.
"Um, do you two need a private moment", Alice asks. I shake my head and release Bella patting her ass.
"Grab the plates for me babe?", I ask. She smiles, and reaches up to kiss my cheek, before turning and going around the bar to grab the plates.
"You could've grabbed them, you were just over there you douche", Alice crosses her arms.
"Yea, but then I would have nothing to bother you with then would I?", I snap.
"Geez, the fuck is your problem", she asks me. "I just don't think that Bella is your servant", Alice snaps back. "She's a guest right? She doesn't fucking live here", I hear Bella say Alice's name in warning.
"Fuck you Alice. I swear when it comes to Bella I can't do anything right now can I" she stands there stunned. "You don't have any fucking faith in me. I've never been as much of an ass to Bella as you've made me seem"
"Edward-", Jazz starts
"No, fuck it, I-", I walk towards the front door. "I gotta get out of here", I hear Bella call my name, and I swear it took everything out of me to not turn around and walk back to her. Eight years ago thats all it would take for me to bend to her will. You know that saying, 'It's not what you say, it's how you say it', Bella has a way of projecting her level of desperation through her voice. It touches my soul, it pulls on my heart strings. I want to turn around, I want to apologize, I want so many things, but the amount of thoughts swirling around in my head are preventing me from doing so.
If I stay I'll end up saying words that I'll regret, not just to her but to them all. I just need time to think.
I slam the door shut and head out for a walk to Club913 for a drink. It's crowded as it should be on a Saturday night. I look over and see Garrett doing his job, since Rose is out for the night.
"I thought you took the night off", I hear from behind me. I look back and see Angela.
"Yea, I'm off. Just needed a drink", I sit at the bar, and my usual is instantly thrust in front of me.
"Anything I can do for you", she tries shouting over the music. I shake my head no. She purses her lips. "Boss, you don't have to have it together all of the time. Everybody needs somebody. You need a friend", I smile, and rub the rim of my cup.
"I had one once", I say not looking up from my glass. "It didn't work out", I toss my drink back. She nods.
"Well if you need anything, I'm over there", she points to the front of the room. I nod.
"Keep them coming Peter", I say.
"Rough night", He asks. I nod. "The night just started.", He rubs a cup down, then places it on the shelf. "I have something that will take the edge off",
"Not tonight Peter. I have a little ways to walk back home.", He nods and says another time just as I feel a body sit next to me.
"I figured I would find you here", I glance over mid drink, and see Tanya sitting next to me. "Why did Bella answer your phone today", I roll my eyes, pressing my palm to my forehead. I can't take this shit right now. I ignore her.
She scuffs. "You're just going to ignore me", I don't respond. I down my drink, not even glancing in her direction. "Are you going to ignore your baby too", I continue to ignore her. She's an attention seeking whore, remember that Edward.
I tell myself. Nothing that comes out of her mouth can be true. "You really think that I could make this shit up"
I turn my body to face her. "You have ruined my entire fucking life. You are a desperate sad excuse of a woman, that cost me the love of my life. I don't want to hear shit that you have to say. What part of anything that I've said don't you understand", She stares at me tears welling up in her eyes. She looks down and licks her lips. I turn back facing forward and nurse my third drink.
"You should have these", she whispers dropping something beside my arm. She stands. "I'm a lot of things Edward, but I'm not a liar", She rubs my arm, and walks away. I toss my drink back closing my eyes, feeling the familiar burn in my chest.
Glancing next to me where Tanya was sitting, I see what she put on the table.
Fuck!
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