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"Paulie may have moved slow, but it was only because Paulie didn't have to move for anybody." Henry Hill - Goodfellas (movie) & Wiseguys (book)
Previously...
I sighed in relief that I could at least get away for a little while and escape this drama. Liquor wouldn't hurt either.
I slipped out the back door and walked to the corner, the fresh air helping to calm me.
When I got to the stop sign you can imagine my surprise at the black beamer already waiting.
Edward's POV
You can imagine Isabella's surprise when she saw my car sitting there.
I was close by handling some business and Esme was helping my mother out so she called me knowing I had just dropped her off a little while ago.
I pulled up quick.
I don't know why but I had an overwhelming desire to comfort her. Plus I didn't know if her parents freaked over me. As much trouble as it could cause by me picking her up I didn't care. I didn't give a fuck.
It was like my instincts took over when it came to Isabella.
I left the car running and hopped out to open the door.
Isabella was standing on the corner in shocked and looking like she was on the verge of tears.
I swear on my mother if it weren't for the fact it was her parents that did this I would be blowing kneecaps off.
Isabella got in the car and I grabbed her bag throwing it in the back. Obviously she wasn't planning on going back tonight.
I got in and pulled away from the curb slowly not wanting to draw attention to my already attention grabbing car.
"You alright?" I asked sneaking a glance at her.
Her eyes were puffy and she looked light she would burst into tears at any moment.
"Is there any liquor in here?" was her response.
"No ma'am but I will take you to some. Where you wanna go?"
"Somewhere far away from my bitch of a mother." She said still looking forward.
Ok.
I was beginning to think that it didn't have anything to do with my family since it wasn't her father that upset her.
"Esme is with my mother helping with some birthday details for my father. Do you wanna go there or back to the apartment?"
"I don't wanna be around a bunch of people. I would like to be close to the girls though."
"We can go to the apartment and the girls will be over later. It's saturday night." I told her driving towards the freeway.
She sat silently.
I didn't have the radio on and the silence was killing me. Usually I loved it but I didn't want it because she was upset.
"Wanna talk about it?" I asked breaking the silence.
She shook her head.
"Music it is." I said tapping the steering wheel to make music flow through the speakers.
"Even if you don't like me
I bet you fall in love with my ride, my ride, my ride
Got girls wanna be wifey
'Cause they fell in love with my ride, my ride, my ride
Okay, I pull up to the club on them Scottie Pippen's
You say you got dubz, well I'm thirteen mo' inches
These chromed out wheels
got y'all haters out there squintin'
When I hop in that club line
I ain't lookin' for no friendships"
"I like this song." Isabella said.
I turned it up.
She looked a little less down but not by much.
I drove to the apartment at a lesuirely pace. She was ready to drink and I couldn't argue that it would help her but I was enjoying our time alone. I couldn't say who all would be at the apartment but if she wanted to hide out in my room with a bottle I was game.
When we got there I gave my keys to the valet and grabbed her bag. She followed me silently until we were in the elevator.
"Thanks. For coming to get me."
"Anytime. I told you that just today." I said with a smile trying to lighten the mood.
She gave me a small smile that never reached her eyes.
We rode the rest of the way in silence.
When we walked into the penthouse no one was there. I was thankful and I'm sure Isabella was.
"The guest room has been cleaned. Would you like your bag there or... in my room?"
She looked like she wa debating with herself before she finally answered.
"Your room please. I don't want to think about Jasper and those... girls."
"Not a problem. Pick a bottle and we'll drink." I said motioning towards the bar.
As she was walking over I ran upstairs and dropped her bag in my room. I had handled my business for the day and there weren't suppose to be any meetings so I decided to throw on some jeans and a tee.
It wasn't usual wear for me but I felt like relaxing. Besides, if she decided to go out I could always change.
Isabella looked a little surprised when I came back into the living room with some Gucci jeans and a black A.K.O.O. tee. I may have been dressed casual but only the best touch my skin.
"Did you pick something to drink?" I asked stepping behind the bar and pulling out two rock glasses.
"I figured it might be better for you to pick." She said sitting on one of the stools.
"Let me introduce you to my friend Jack." I told her pouring whiskey over ice into the glasses.
I watched Isabella pick her glass up and bring it to her kissable pink lips.
God they would look good wrapped around my dick.
I was trying not to think like that but she was fucking hot.
She took a big swallow and scrutched her face up like she had just sucked on a sour pickle.
"You aight?" I asked trying to hold back a snicker.
She coughed a little and nodded.
I swallowed my glass in one gulp and poured another.
I watched as she sipped on hers, her face getting better with each sip.
I walked over to the stereo and turned it on. Music would help her relax.
Soon the room was filled with Maroon 5. I know, I know, not what you expect a gangster to be listening to but the girls stick all kinds of cds in the stereo.
It makes them bitch less.
It also was something Isabella liked because she began singing along.
I poured her another drink.
She took this one in one drink.
I downed mine and poured us both another.
I could tell the alcohol was affecting her but I knew I wouldn't let anything happen to her.
We drank and sang and just hung out.
She was singing along to the last song when the stereo switched to the next cd.
"Oo-oh, oo-oh
(Ay-ay-ay, Ay, Ay-ay-ay, Ay, Ay-ay-ay, Ay)
Put you to bed, bed, bed
Put you to bed, bed, bed."
The music began to fill the room and I thought what the hell?
I said nothing but held out my hand inviting her to dance.
She looked hesitate but finally put her tiny hand inside mine.
"Girl, change into that Victoria's Secret thing that I like -
Alright
OK
Tonight you're having me your way
Perfume
Spray it there
Put our love in the air
Now put me right next to you
Finna raise the temp' in the room
First rub my back like you do
Right there (uh huh) right there (uh)
You touch me like you care
Now stop
And let me repay you for the week that you've been through
Workin' that nine to five and stayin' cute like you do
Oh, oh, oh"
I had pulled her into my arms and we were slow dancing around the living room.
At that moment nothing existed but us.
I could get used to that.
She laid her head over on my chest.
"I love it (I love it)
You love it (you love it)
Everytime (everytime)
We touchin' (we touchin')
I want it (I want it)
You want it (you want it)
I'll see you (see you)
In the mornin' (in the mornin')"
I had one arm wrapped around her waist and the other stroking her hair.
I was trying any way I could to comfort her.
I was used to hit it and quit it. I didn't know how to deal with the emotions I was feeling.
"Wanna put my fingers through your hair
Wrap me up in your legs
And love you till your eyes roll back
I'm tryna put you to bed, bed, bed
I'ma put you to bed, bed, bed
Then I'ma rock ya body
Turn you over
Love is war, I'm your soldier
Touchin' you like it's our first time
I'ma put you to bed, bed, bed
I'ma put you to bed, bed, bed"
She wrapped her arms around my shoulders the best she could and squeezed.
I used the arm that was wrapped around her to squeeze back gently.
"I'm starin' at you while you sleep
Irreplaceable beauty
Put my face up in your neck and breathe (Ooh, breathe)
Take you into my senses
Wake up it's time to finish
Round two, round two
Matter of fact, it's closer to three
She like, "How long I been sleep?"
Shawty kisses turn into the sweetest dreams
Like give it to me
And I can feel her tell me
"My angel, this is wonderful"
Thanks for letting me bless ya
Come down, fly right
Drift back into heaven
Oh, oh, oh, oh"
I felt the dampness on my shirt.
I wrapped her as tight as I could in my arms.
I lowered my lips to her ears.
"I got you, boo." I whispered.
*precourse*
*course*
"Everything will be ok." I said
"Watch the sunlight peak over the horizon
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
The sun ain't the only thing that's shinin'
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
Now I'ma send you out into the world with my love
Tell everybody, Ay
Everybody
Ay, Ay-ay-ay, Ay, Ay-ay-ay, Ay, Ay-ay-ay, Ay"
Even as the song ended and another one began I still held her in my arms and swayed, letting her cry in to my chest.
My heart had never hurt for anything but it hurt for her.
A/N I know this is a short chapter but I didn't feel like sharing their moment with any of the other characters.