CHAPTER – 11 BPOV EPOV MAKING FRIENDS OUT OF NOTHING AT ALL
Fall Out Boy – Sugar We're Going Down
Am I more than you bargained for yet
I've been dying to tell you anything you want to hear
Cause that's just who I am this week
Lie in the grass, next to the mausoleum
I'm just a notch in your bedpost
But you're just a line in a song
(A notch in your bedpost, but you're just a line in a song)
Drop a heart, break a name
We're always sleeping in, and sleeping for the wrong team
We're going down, down in an earlier round
And Sugar, we're going down swinging
I'll be your number one with a bullet
A loaded God complex, cock it and pull it
Is this more than you bargained for yet
Oh don't mind me I'm watching you two from the closet
Wishing to be the friction in your jeans
Isn't it messed up how I'm just dying to be him
I'm just a notch in your bedpost
But you're just a line in a song
(Notch in your bedpost, but you're just a line in a song)
Drop a heart, break a name
We're always sleeping in, and sleeping for the wrong team
We're going down, down in an earlier round
And Sugar, we're going down swinging
I'll be your number one with a bullet
A loaded God complex, cock it and pull it
Down, down in an earlier round
And Sugar, we're going down swinging
I'll be your number one with a bullet
A loaded God complex, cock it and pull it
We're going down, down in an earlier round (Take aim at myself)
And Sugar, we're going down swinging (Take back what you said)
I'll be your number one with a bullet (Take aim at myself)
A loaded God complex, cock it and pull it
We're going down, down (down, down)
Down, down (down, down)
We're going down, down (down, down)
A loaded God complex, cock it and pull it
We're going down, down in an earlier round (Take aim at myself)
And Sugar, we're going down swinging (Take back what you said)
I'll be your number one with a bullet (Take aim at myself)
A loaded God complex, cock it and pull it
BPOV
"What are you doing?" My voice sounded scratchy and foreign to my own ears.
"What does it look like I'm doing?" His voice was low and seductive.
"Stop. I mean it. I don't like it." I was angry; volatile.
"You're lying. I can tell. Just let it happen." Fingertips grazed my neck. I shivered.
"Get…away from me…I'm not staying here. I'm not doing this. This fucking game of cat and mouse is getting old. What are you going to do when she catches you?" My voice rose octaves as it carried my threats.
Hysteria is like wildfire, it catches so quickly.
His deep laugh rumbled against my arm as I backed further away. I was cornered; trapped. My fingers bit into the Formica corner top and my head craned away from his face. He was pushing too far this time. He was too close. This was wrong.
"You mean us?"
"There is no us. Please, just stop. You're embarrassing yourself." Fear drops the tempo and tremors begin to show through the bravado.
His only response was another laugh, only softer. I screwed my eyes shut and pushed away from the cheap plastic edge and brushed past him, out of the kitchen. I felt his thick fingertips bite into my upper arm and hold me back. He was going too far. This was not normal. Panic suddenly flooded my limbs and I struggled against his iron grasp.
Get away, run away, leave it all. Just go.
"You can't run Bella. This isn't a bad thing, sweetie. This is what we were meant to do. We were meant to be this way. Can't you feel how right this is? Just touch me, Bella. Show me what you can do."
Bile rose in my throat as I felt his erection press into the flesh of my hip. This was disgusting and wrong. His fingers grazed my right breast. Tears welled up in my eyes as I reached up and dug my nails under his hand and released myself from his grasp. I turned to scream, to yell. I turned to tell him that he would never get what he wanted; that he didn't deserve what he had already. That he was a fucked up person and that I wasn't going to let him continue fooling everyone around him. But as I turned, I looked into steel gray eyes, short blonde hair, and boyish features.
What the fuck?
James sneered at me. But it was…it had been…
"You can't run away from me Bella."
"What…? What the fuck…"
My legs seemed to be carrying me away from him but not fast enough. The voice was the same but the face was all wrong…It was all so wrong.
"Renee knows. She hates you now Bella; she knows now what a mistake this all was."
My throat constricted and I gasped for air. I needed air. I needed Edward. Where was Edward? Was he a dream? What the fuck is going on?
I turned around and saw Charlie standing at the window by the breakfast nook. He was expressionless; void of any emotion. Suddenly, he turned and walked out of sight.
No! I need you! Wait, help me!
My hands reached out to open the window. If I could just get the latch open. If I could just slide it up and call out to him. I struggled with the latch and it finally gave way. But the window stayed fixed, closed. Looking down I saw the nails. Scores of them nailed into the sill; crooked, bent and rusted. I looked up and saw Edward glaring at me through the glass.
"You lied to me."
His voice was as clear as a bell despite the thick panes of glass separating us. The air compressed and my body was weighted with tension.
"No, I never lied to you. I tried…I just wanted to be strong for you. Please, Edward…I love you."
"I don't love you. You're such a child, Bella. Didn't you see it for what it was? Honestly, I needed something, you provided it for me. That's all there was to it."
"Edward? Please, you don't mean that. Please Edward, I need you. I'm scared and I can't get out of here." Rescue me. Save me. Love me. Please…I need you.
"You're not supposed to leave Bella. You made this, remember?"
My hands were suddenly heavy and I looked down to see the hammer in one hand and a fistful of nails in the other. I dropped them quickly as if burned and snapped my eyes back up to Edward's face.
"Edward…no…I didn't want this. Please, help me! You have to help me!"
"Why? Bella, you lied. You never told me how fucked up you were. Jesus, she's your mother Bella! How could you?"
And then it wasn't Edward's voice anymore and those weren't his forest eyes but black pits. I knew those eyes; those dilated pupils were forever burned into my mind. And Edward's auburn locks suddenly shifted and lightened; flattened down into blonde strands that swept over his head. His nose flattened and widened; his skin grew darker.
No. No, it's not the same. He isn't the same.
"Why are you doing this to me? Why won't you go away?"
He didn't answer but instead grinned and braced his hands on the window. He yanked once; the nails groaned. He yanked twice; the wood splintered. He yanked a third time and the glass shattered.
My eyes snapped open and I gasped for air. My heart was thudding rapidly in my chest as I tried to regain my balance with reality. It was just a dream. It wasn't real. I turned my head and saw Edward lying next to me asleep. I felt my heart constrict at the sight of him. His forehead rested against my shoulder and his right arm was stretched out towards me. I felt his knuckles resting at my side, as if he was afraid to touch me. I did that. I fucking did that. Last night I was a fucking bitch and I made him feel that way. Fuck. Not only did I take out my aggression on him, but I fucked with his head by using my body.
I felt sick. My stomach turned and I sat up slowly. It was a struggle not to bolt out of the bed and run to the toilet. I didn't want to wake him. I didn't want to deal with this yet. Once I was in the safe confines of the bathroom, I heaved what little was in my stomach. As if the physical purge was enough to satiate the emotional one.
I leaned against the countertop and held my head in my hands. My brain was three sizes too big for my skull; my mouth was dry and disgusting. I was sweating and my neck felt like it was made of iron.
Jesus, I'm too young for this shit.
The memories of the dream were fading in my mind and I struggled to seize the events but they were just out of my grasp.
I left the bathroom after de-fuzzing my mouth and brushing my hair; it seemed to help some. Padding into the kitchen, I was hit with the strangest feeling of déjà vu. Shrugging it off, I started the coffee and made my morning rounds to clean the house.
I started the laundry and the dishwasher, dusted the living room and Edward's office, and settled down on the couch to wait for the clothes while drinking my coffee.
I wasn't half way through my coffee before a sharp knock was at the door. Pulling myself up, I went to answer and prayed it was something I could handle.
"Hey Bella!"
"Hi, Alice. What's up?"
"Not much, just I heard you went to the fight last night…Emmett mentioned it and well…I know that Jasper…"
"Ladies!"
I turned to the right and saw Emmett jogging down the hall towards us.
"Emmett!"
"Bella! Alice! Hey, so I need a favor."
I cocked my head to the side just as Alice crossed her arms over her chest. I was about to ask what he needed when Alice spoke up.
"No, Emmett. I will not wax you again."
"Uh, no. And you promised you wouldn't tell anybody about that. Look, I need some girly clothes. Mine are too big."
Now I had to say something; that was too good of an opening to resist.
"Um, Emmett sweetie, while I know you would be adorable in anything you wear, don't you think drag is a bit much?"
He glowered at me and rolled his eyes before leaning against the door frame and pouting.
"Look, the girl from last night, Rose, she's in my room and she needs clothes but mine are too big. So if you could just lend me something Bella, I would greatly appreciate it."
"Hey! Why are you asking Bella? Why not me? I'm the clothes girl after all!"
"Well I would sugar, but Rose is taller and more Bella's size….so I just thought…"
"Oh shut up monkey face, I get it."
"Alright Emmett, how about I grab some things and head up there in a minute. She might need a girl…not…you."
Emmett nodded and retreated back up the hallway. I looked back at Alice and gestured for her to come inside.
"I'll go grab something for her real quick. There's coffee in the kitchen if you want any…on second thought, never mind. You don't need it. Edward's still asleep, so I'll be just a second."
I grabbed clothes that I thought she might want to wear - a pair of sweats and a t-shirt. I also grabbed a set of underwear that still had the tags on them and put the bra back.
Way bigger than mine.
I didn't bother changing and knew Alice's face would be priceless when I left the apartment in Edward's flannel sleep bottoms and a tank top. I tied my hair up in a loose bun and kissed Edward's sleeping form before softly closing the bedroom door.
Just as I had expected, she glared at my pants which only made me giggle. I slipped my phone into the pocket of Edward's pants and felt the heavy weight of it tap against my leg. Alice rolled her eyes and smiled at me as we walked out of the apartment together. I felt a little guilty leaving without telling Edward where I was going, especially after what happened last night. I didn't intend on doing what I did…I just did it. I really didn't want to think about any of these things. And I really didn't want to think about how I was going to work through half the shit that was going on with us. I didn't know how it was going to happen or even if we would but I knew that I would try…if he wanted to try.
Avoid, avoid, and avoid some more.
Alice led the way up to Emmett's apartment and we caught him coming out of the door just as we rounded the corner.
"She's…settling. I'm going to go talk to Jasper for a minute. Um…just…tread carefully."
Well that was rather ominous. I looked over at Alice with a blank stare; she just shrugged and pushed the door open. Taking a deep breath, I followed her and looked around Emmett's apartment.
It was rather bereft of furniture besides a large blue futon and a matching recliner. He had a rug thrown over the hard wood floor and his coffee table was wooden. The walls were painted white and his curtains were dark burgundy. It was very plain and sophisticated, and I couldn't help but think that it fit him perfectly. Alice led us down the hallway towards the master bedroom and tapped on the door. We heard a muffled reply that could have been 'Come in' or 'Dog Fin'. I shrugged and we entered the room slowly. There on Emmett's king sized bed was the girl from last night. Her hair was a haystack around her head; her face was red and bruised. Her nose was swollen and she looked miserable still wearing the same dress. Through her blurry eyes, she looked at us, straightened her back and put her hands in lap.
"Who are you?"
"I'm Alice and this is Bella. We're friends with Emmett. He asked us to come up here and see if you needed any help. Bella brought you a change of clothes."
Emmett didn't ask us to help her but I wasn't about to open my mouth. Rose looked mean and I was going to stay securely behind Alice on this one. I stretched out, handing the clothes to her and she took them slowly. Her nose wrinkled at the sweats and I felt an inch tall. Of course she would be expecting something nicer than that. I felt stupid for grabbing them now.
"Thank you."
I immediately heard the curt tone in her voice and backed away to the corner of the bed, however Alice seemed to take it in stride and sat right next to her and continued to poke the lion with a stick. She didn't seem to feel the blanket of awkwardness that had settled over the room.
"So…Emmett says your name is Rose…"
"Rosalie Hale."
"Oh, so should we call you…"
"No, Rose is fine."
I had yet to open my mouth and at the rate this was going, I didn't think I would. Suddenly Emmett came bounding into the room.
"How are my favorite girls?!"
Instantly Rose's face softened and she smiled a little. Emmett threw an arm over my shoulder and sat down next to me. I was very aware of Rose's eyes narrowing in on the gesture.
Run away! Run away! Get out now while the skin is still attached to your face!
I smiled up at Emmett's happy countenance and I hoped it didn't look like the grimace I knew it was. He grinned at me and looked expectantly at Alice and Rose. The glare Rose was throwing my way made me feel sticky. Alice, however, was in complete control of the situation.
"Ugh, c'mon Emmett! Let us have some girl time here."
He chuckled and got up, raising his hands in a sign of surrender.
"I'll be in the living room if you guys need me."
Fucking, Alice. Emmett was the only thing protecting me from having my body dismembered. Shit. Why the hell doesn't she like me? She likes Alice…
"So, you're the Bella that Emmett keeps going on about?"
This question caught me off guard. Emmett talks about me? He talked about me to super blonde? Uh…why?
"Um, I guess so. I've only known him for a few months. He's a great guy though. He looks big and mean, but he's really amazing. Sweetest guy I know."
Alice took it upon herself to elaborate for me. I think she knew what was bugging the nice out of Rose.
"Well, after Edward. Isn't that right Bella?"
She nudged my arm and I felt the heat rising to my cheeks. After last night, Edward might not want me back in the apartment much less calling him the greatest guy I know.
"Well, Edward is…Edward. Of course he's at the top of my list for everything."
Rose visibly relaxed but no smile for me yet.
"So Bella is with this Edward dude, who are you with?"
The look on Alice's face was priceless. She looked like a goldfish gasping for water. Her eyes got really wide and her mouth worked in silent motion trying to figure out what was going to come out. Then it hit me. This morning when she came over she wanted to talk about Jasper… Oh this is too good. This is so good that it dominates over pissy Rose.
"Holy shit on an altar! You like Jasper!"
I was bouncing on the bed. This was fucking perfect! For the first time since I had known Alice, she blushed and looked down at her hands. Too fucking perfect. Thoughts of the mean cat sitting next to her were lost on me the minute I latched onto this information. Rose? Rose who?
"Alice! You do don't you?! You like him! Why didn't you tell me the other day?!"
"Because I don't think he likes me back!" she wailed.
I felt bad for pushing it because her eyes got all glassy and Rose leaned away from her like she had the plague. I guess snot would be a bad thing to get on a super model. But with her face all tore up like that I didn't really think she got to play the high card.
"Alice, have you ever shown Jasper that you were…interested?"
"Well, I…once I… we talked about…no."
"We'll fix it. Don't worry. I'll help you."
"Easy for you to say; you found Edward all beat up and saved his ass. It was easy for you. What the hell am I going to do? Jasper's lived here for almost five years now and we've only ever been friends…I don't know how he could possible like me. Five years, Bella! Five! And nothing! If he liked me, he would have made a move by now."
I mulled this over. Jasper was very refined and kept to himself mostly. But it still couldn't hurt to try it. I could do this. I might not be able to help myself on the relationship front but I could help Alice. And if he didn't like her at least she would know. She would be able to move on.
Okay now take that logic and apply it to yourself.
I blinked at the navy blue comforter beneath me and internally groaned. Dammit. I had to go talk to Edward after this. When I looked up, Rose was watching us intently.
"So you're with Edward and she likes Jasper. Where is Emmett's girlfriend?"
And then it clicked into place. Rose didn't hate me. She thought Emmett liked me.
"Rose, Emmett isn't dating anyone. He's single. But last night…the way he looked at you…I don't think that's going to be true for long."
She stared at me for a moment and then smiled. She was smiling at me but instead of feeling relieved that she no longer wanted to kill me, I was still afraid. There was something sinister about that smile.
"So you can help me and Alice then. You seem to be in on things here."
Again, I blinked. This was…not good. Not only did I know nothing about Rose, I felt more of a protective feeling over Emmett than I did Jasper. Emmett was a smart boy. He has his own business and he does well with people but I was afraid of Rose, and Emmett was such a kind person. Sucking up all the balls I had, I was honest with her.
"Look Rose, I don't know you. I would help you, but I don't know you're intentions. I know I sound like his parent right now, but you need to realize that I care about Emmett. Not like that. He's like a brother to me. So I would have to see who you are before I did anything to help you get with him."
The more and more I thought about it, Rose didn't seem too sweet to me. She was with King for Christ's sake. The man that had my Edward drugged. The man that had ordered him to be beaten. I didn't like her at all.
Her smile faded and the cold look in her eyes came out once more.
Tough shit, sweetie. You're guilty by association.
Suddenly her face smoothed over into a mask of sadness and she dropped her gaze to her hands.
"You have no reason to trust me. I know how it must have looked last night. I just…I have made mistakes in my life. Emmett is the first honestly good person I have ever met and I really like him. He risked a lot last night for me and I…I like him. It's not like I'm here to steal his money or anything…"
I was on a roll.
"Okay, stop right there. Do you think Emmett is dumb enough to let some woman come in here and rip the rug out from under him? No. I'm worried about Emmett. He's a sweet guy and he is easily manipulated with emotions. He's the most generous person I know and what he wants to do with his money is his business but I won't sit here and let you stomp all over his heart. He deserves better than that."
Alice looked at me with a curious expression before beaming at me and patting my knee. I knew she was on board with me. She didn't know who Rose was fleeing from.
Fleeing.
She was beaten by King. Just like Edward had been. Was my hostility misplaced? Even if it is, I still had to be sure she was going to be good for Emmett. What happened to her last night has nothing to do with Edward and everything to do with Emmett. I had to remember that.
She nodded her head at me solemnly and sniffled a little before picking up the clothes I had brought her and looked at me.
"Really, thank you."
Her tone was sincere as she stood to go into the bathroom. Once the door was shut, my shoulders sagged and I blew out a breath I didn't know I was holding.
Alice and I shared a mutual look of apprehension before exiting the bedroom. Emmett jumped up off the couch and grinned at us.
"So…what do you think?" He was too adorable.
"I'm not going to lie, she's pretty Emmett, but you need to watch out. I care about you, so just be careful okay? Take things slow with her."
He nodded enthusiastically and a pensive look came over his face.
Too freakin' adorable.
Waving goodbye, Alice and I left the apartment silently. I promised her that I would see her soon and that we would start on a plan to get her into the goods with Jasper. Her eyes lit up like a fucking Christmas tree and then proceeded to wander down the hallway in a daze. I snorted and walked back into the apartment to face my impending doom with Edward.
Suddenly all my wonderful ideas of how I handled last night didn't seem so wonderful.
Yeah, the silent treatment wasn't entirely intentional; I just didn't know what to say. But the fuckery I executed before bed was. And it was fucked up. I couldn't even recall half the shit I said to him before bed. When I closed the door I heard the faint sounds of the television humming in the living room.
Edward was awake.
I toed off my shoes and crept into the apartment, trying to figure out where the loudest sounds of inhabitance were coming from. To the right we have the bedroom and to the left we have the kitchen and straight ahead the living room, which was empty. When the shower spray came on, I knew where he was and I chose option two and headed for the kitchen. Breakfast was always a good way to say "Sorry for being an uberbitch last night and fucking with your head by grinding on you, almost giving you a hand job then just going to sleep."
Groaning, I ran through my mental list of breakfast items. Something sweet seemed appropriate. I dug out what I needed in the fridge and began cutting things up to make a fruit salad. By the time I was adding in the peaches and grapes, I heard his bare feet padding towards me. I turned to see Edward standing beside the island wearing a pair of jeans and nothing else. His hair was damp and hung low on his head. I could smell the freshness of his shower permeate the room.
"Morning." His voice was low and tentative. My heart squeezed again, knowing that he still felt like he was in trouble.
"Morning. Hungry?"
I tried to keep my voice light and airy. To show him that I wasn't upset; that we didn't have to fight about last night.
"Yeah, whatcha makin?"
I handed him a bowl of fruit and reached into the fridge for the tub of yogurt.
"Do you want yogurt with it?"
He looked at the bowl in his hands and then at the yogurt on the counter before nodding. I pulled open the top and peeled back the plastic safety wrap. His bowl clinked down on the counter and I felt his heat against my back. I sucked in a breath and held perfectly still.
"Bella…please, don't be angry with me. I don't wanna fight about this."
I turned and looked up at his eyes. The usual vibrancy was dulled and his eyes almost looked like slate green for a moment. I sighed and wrapped my hands around his waist. Instead of embracing me in return, his hands found purchase on the counter top behind me. I pressed my face into his bare chest and breathed in.
I am such a bitch.
"I'm…sorry about last night. I was confused and angry. I was angry at you but mostly at myself. I'm not used to being taken care of and I know what you did…you had a reason, a good reason. I'm…I feel horrible for how I acted and I know that I have no excuse for what I did, but please understand that I just need time to get used to this."
His arms circled around my shoulders and I felt his chin resting over my head.
"I want to take care of you. I want to make you happy. But most of all, I have to keep you safe. If anything I do makes you uncomfortable, you gotta tell me Bella. I can't promise to never do it again, but I can promise to talk to you about it. I'm learning this, too. You mean so much to me and I'm trying not to fuck this up. And to be honest, I'm getting kinda tired of having to prove that to you but if it takes me forever, I'll keep saying it."
You are such a fucking snatch. He just keeps getting better and better and you just fuck all this shit up.
I felt the heat of my tears rolling down my face. And I fought the sniffle that was welling up in my sinuses. Edward backed away slightly and I felt his forehead touch mine.
"Shit, don't cry. I'm not angry. We're okay. Bella, don't cry; I hate it when you cry."
Emotional retard. Stop fucking crying. Big baby.
I swiped away the moisture from my eyes and smiled at him. A real smile that made me feel really good after all the bullshit. He smiled back down at me and turned quickly to get the rest of the breakfast together.
"Okay so how much yo-" Before I could finish my sentence, my hand reached too far and swung too hard knocking the yogurt off the counter and into the sink causing it to fly all over my neck and arms. I stood frozen in my spot and felt the blood rush to my face with a vengeance.
Hahahahaha. Klutz.
"Shit!" I looked around for a dishtowel but didn't see one. Fuck, they're in the wash right now. I felt Edward shaking next to me and I looked up to see his face composed but dancing with humor. He was trying so hard not to laugh at me.
"Just let it all out…"
He began to chuckle but quickly started to laugh hard. I rolled my eyes and glared at him, not controlling my own smile.
"Fuck you, Edward. If you were a gentleman, you would help me clean up."
The humor died out of him quickly as his eyes snapped up to my face and he took a predatory step towards me.
Ummmm, shit?
It's feeling really hot in here now…
EPOV
I woke up with a slight headache. My face was buried in Bella's pillow and I felt the empty bed before I saw that she was gone. Groaning, I pulled myself up and looked around the bright bedroom for a moment before dragging myself out of bed and into the living room. I flipped on the TV and looked for her. Figuring she ran out to the store, I got in the shower. As I yanked on the spray, I heard the door shut and wondered if she was still pissed. She was pissed last night, would she still be pissed this morning? I scrubbed the smell of smoke and sweat off my body and felt a thousand times better.
After pulling on a pair of jeans, I ambled into the living room, hearing her move around in the kitchen. She had her back to me when I first saw her and I took in her appearance with amusement. She was wearing my flannel pants which were easily three times her size and a tank top. Her face looked tense when she finally turned to look at me.
After a strained greeting, I decided to just dive right in and apologized, again. I didn't know what else to do. While I was reaching the edge of my rope with her on this topic, I knew I had to hold back on the aggravation one more time. There was a small voice in my head telling me that this was too important to fuck up because of a short fuse. Once the tears came into play, I was feeling better but simultaneously irritated. Jesus, I felt like shit already, crying was making me feel even worse. When she smiled, I didn't feel as relieved as I thought I would. The tension in my body was still thrumming. I was strung tightly and I didn't know why. Things were okay now weren't they?
The yogurt was splattered all over the counters, as well as her neck and shoulders. Laughing, I gripped the edge of the sink and stared at her. It was even in her hair. I looked at one milky glob that was slowly sliding down into her cleavage. The tension in my back stepped up a notch and I knew what needed releasing.
"Fuck you, Edward. If you were a gentleman, you would help me clean up."
I stopped laughing and looked up at her face. She was flushed and grinning with spots of yogurt all over her. I stepped closer to her trying to gauge her reaction.
I would not be denied this.
Her smile faltered and her eyes widened fractionally. I grinned and grabbed her waist tightly. The quick breath she sucked in had me feeling high. I dipped my head and licked the yogurt from her chest. Dragging the flat of my tongue up to her collar bones then to her neck, where I nuzzled her ear.
"I'll help you clean up but I won't be a gentleman about it."
She shivered in my grasp as I pushed her against the counter and lifted her up to sit there. My hands slid under the edge of her top and peeled it up, exposing her skin inch by inch. Once I got it up to her neck I slowed my movements, leaving the shirt covering her eyes and leaned in to lick up the spots of yogurt I could see. Her breathing was erratic and mine was no better. She was too fucking soft for her own good. Once I couldn't see anymore to lick, I pulled the rest of her top off and let it fall to the floor. Trying to slow down my moves, I gripped the edges of the counter again. I leaned my face down to her shoulder and breathed deeply. She smelled so warm.
"I want you. Right now. I…have to have you. Bella, I need this."
"But we can't…the doctor said-"
"Fuck, I don't fucking care what he said. I want this. Right. Fucking. Now."
I didn't let her argue. I kissed her hard. Her head knocked back against the cabinet but I didn't let that deter me. I pressed harder and stroked my tongue against hers, licking and biting against her softness. Running my tongue over her lower lip and finally releasing the stone edge to grasp her neck and pull her waist forward off the counter. I needed to feel her against me. I pressed my hips into the apex of her thighs and ground against her. Her moan spurred me on and I dipped down to lick at her nipples. She threaded her fingers into my hair and I reached out for the bowl of fruit I had discarded. The first piece I came into contact with I picked up and brought it to her mouth. The peach slice was slippery in my grasp. I traced her lips with the flat end and then leaned in to taste my handy work. Her mouth became insistent on mine and I groaned knowing she wasn't going to stop me. She broke the kiss with a gasp when I traced the cool fruit over her right nipple. Smiling smugly, I bent down to lick up the sticky syrup I had left there.
I didn't see her move but I felt the cool drip of the yogurt on my shoulder and whipped up to look at her. She smirked at me and tightened her thighs around my hips before leaning forward and sucking it off my skin. Her fingers were coated in the white cream as she trailed them down my chest and stomach. I stepped back as she hopped off the counter and moved down my body to follow the path her fingertips made with her mouth.
Her tongue was fire after the coldness of her hand and I shuddered with anticipation as her fingers nimbly unbuttoned my jeans. I felt the thick material bunch around my ankles before I kicked them off and leaned back against the island. Bella reached up and stuck her hand back in the yogurt container, coating her fingers in the substance before grasping me in her hand and smearing my length. I sucked in a deep breath as I felt her lips wrap around the tip of my cock. She slowly worked her way down licking and sucking to the base. I groaned and dropped my head back.
Fuck, I needed this.
Looking back down at the sight of her half naked and bobbing over my erection caused a surge of possession to shoot up my spine. I grabbed her hair and pulled her off me. She was panting and flushed as I turned us around and yanked down the flannel bottoms along with her panties. Hmmm, yellow today. Nice. There was a muted clatter and I felt a bulge in the pocket of the flannel.
"Edward…"
"Shut up Bella."
The phone I bought her slid out onto the tiled floor and I snatched it up, looking at it curiously. This meant that she had taken it with her. She had left the apartment with the phone. This would have been the first time she had done that and that means…
I heard her teeth click together and grinned. I ran my hands up her shins, her thighs, her hips, detoured to her arms and over her shoulders then down her chest to cup her breasts. She arched into me as I brushed my thumbs over her nipples. I nudged my thigh between her legs and pinned her against the island while reaching for the bowl of fruit again. This time I got a piece of pineapple. It was firm and slick, dripping juice over my fingers and into my palm. Bella grasped my wrist and brought it to her mouth, licking the juice that was dripping down my arm but not taking the slice. I spread her legs with my knee and dropped down to lick her belly button. She grasped the counter with one hand and fisted the other in my hair before leaning back. I yanked her left leg up and threw it over my shoulder before tracing the slice of pineapple over her already slick folds and around her swollen clit then licked up the sticky mess. She moaned and gripped my hair tighter. I reached up and slid the slice in her mouth.
"Hold it, don't eat it." My voice was low and came out much harder than I had intended.
Her eyes were wide and she delicately bit down on the slice, holding it between her lips.
My eyes darted back to the apex of her legs before I mashed my face into her. The taste of the pineapple and her sex was amazing. I slid two fingers into her and ran the flat of my tongue over her clit as she reached her climax. When I stood before her, I yanked her forward and gripped her thighs tightly. Her ass was balanced precariously off the edge of the granite top. I leaned in and kissed her neck before whispering.
"You drive me fucking crazy, Bella. And last night will the last time I am ever denied."
She moaned and I slid into her, not slowly but not quickly. I was deliberate in my movements, careful not to move too fast, not to exert myself too much. My mouth came down on hers and I bit into the fruit she was holding, the juice running in rivulets down her chin and neck before making a trail between her breasts. My hips thrust into her with timed measures. I dominated everything I could. My hands wrapped around her, holding her to me. The sounds of her breathing changed; she was close.
"You know what I want, Bella. C'mon…tell me Bella…"
"Shit, Edward…I'm gonna…FUCK I'm gonna come."
I groaned and reached a hand down between our bodies to rub her clit. Four strokes was all it took before her body was clenching around mine.
"Edward…I need to feel you…please…"
And because I knew what she wanted, because she wanted me, in my most primitive form, I shivered and came. I came fucking hard and gave her what she needed.
This girl was driving me insane.
"Bella…I-"
"We're okay. I'm sorry for last night. I was…I was wrong and I'm so sorry."
"You took your phone with you."
She looked up at me and for a moment I thought I had lost her. Her eyes were blank and her features slack but slowly her blush crept up over her and she nodded.
"Thank you."
"I'm sorry I'm a bitch. I don't know what else to say. Last night was so wrong and I was wrong and I'm not saying that makes you right…but I was wrong…and now I'm just rambling so…"
My lips tugged up on their own and I let the smile break out on my face. I felt a hundred times better. This was going to be okay. I didn't completely fuck this shit up and she admitted to being wrong, too. So technically, that means that we cancelled each other out and this whole argument can go away now.
"Let's get a shower. You're sticky."
"Psssh! You're sticky, too. And this all your fault."
"I'm sorry? My fault? No sweetheart, I do believe you were the one who took a right hook at the yogurt."
"Edward…"
"I'm done. Let's shower." I popped a slice of pineapple into my mouth and grinned at her.
She laughed and I grabbed our clothes off the floor and chucked them in the laundry room before chasing after her.
Shower sex here I come…
AN:
Okay first order of business:
Sin City. Srsly this fic is fuckawesome and it has a rediculously low amount of reviews. so all of you who have read Shadowboxer and are all caught up now...go read Sin City. I cannot continue to write this fic and know that there is an injustice being done by Sin City NOT being read and reviewed. Just wrong. So yeah, go get you some sinward and panther... or i'll stop with the fightward. don't test me.
So yeah, go hit up www()fanfiction()net/s/4877388/1/Sin_City
She is known as Gavi on the threads and Namariel on FFN. Bizzle's got more alias' than a fuckin spy.
also pather is totes mine...so watch your step...cause once she is done with that fic I'm takin Panther/Jasper home. MINE.
and hit up her shit Crosscountry. I LOVE THAT FIC. btw gavi...update that...i need me some desperate edward and model bella.
list of fics im into right now that you should also be into
Sin City
Crosscountry
The Vampire in the Basement
Stay
and tons more i cant even think of now. but my inbox creams itself when i get those updates.
yeah.
Second Order of Business:
I will not be here this weekend (my father is wedding for the fourth time.). I will continue to write on chapter 12. No worries. I'm afraid that I have been knocked off of Friday posting and the chapters are going to get kinda long from this point on. So gimme some time. I cannot believe we are at the halfway marker for SB...so yay!
I had some trouble with the progression of this chapter. I re-wrote this bitch at least four times. So amazing thanks to Cheddah, my beta, who is all about telling me that my shit sucks when it does. You can't PAY for that kind of honesty. So yeah. Thank her for the awesomeness... without her this chapter would have sucked asshole and i would have no hair left. Cheddah, you are my grammar rock.
now i know everyone has tons of questions about the dream sequence that happened in the beginning...yeah, you gonna have to wait for an explanation on that one. totes sorry for that. but not really. just let it happen. k?
if you wanna, go hit up the thread we got running at Twilighted. It's in the AU section of the boards. I love my girls out there, you guys totally rocked my socks off when i had a shitty angsty day and was hating this fucking chapter for its horribleness. All those beautiful girls are the reason this chapter came out at 3am one morning. so thank you guys for everything....especially the hot naked man pics. shudders.
Third order of business...
Leave Me Some Love...