Monday at school was fucking boring, as usual. Alice was still pissed at me in the morning, so instead of walking together like we usually do, she skipped down the street to Rose and Jasper's and walked with them.
I swear I saw Jasper look behind him and shoot me a fucking smirk, that prick. He really was gonna fucking get hit one of these days.
Jasper and I were actually pretty tight friends, but ever since I found out he had a thing for my sister, I've been actively fucking pissed off at him. There were plenty of chicks in the neighborhood for him to go after, why did it have to be the only one I gave a shit about?
So, as revenge, I never let him know that Alice felt the same way about him. I definitely didn't let Alice know he was into her, but it seems like they finally fucking figured it out for themselves.
Jasper probably knew I was keeping it from him, so it's no wonder he's acting like such a prick towards me.
Fuck him.
Anyway, I decided that I'd wait for Alice after school so I could walk home with her and apologize or whatever. I don't know what I really did, I was just trying to get Dad off my back, but I knew Alice got all defensive about other women and shit.
So there I was, smoking a cigarette against the wall, waiting for Alice to come out, when she finally popped through the door.
Walking with Bella fucking Swan.
A quick jolt of rage shot through me, but it was squashed the moment Bella's eyes flicked up and into mine.
That fucking electrical current was back.
I kicked off the wall, feeling fucking magnetically drawn towards her again, like last night. Guess Emmett didn't spike my drink after all. This chick just has a chokehold on my dick.
"Hey, Edward," Alice grumbled as they approached me, keeping herself nice and close to Bella. I knew what she was fucking doing.
"Hey, Alice. What's up, Bella?"
Bella nodded towards me in greeting as she lit her cigarette.
"So, me and Bella realized we have the same gym class 9th period, so we're gonna start walking home together, since we live on the same block!"
She's such a pain in my ass.
"Uh, okay? Congratulations on making a friend, I guess."
Bella snorted, and when I flicked my gaze over to her, she quirked an eyebrow up at me. I smirked in return, and her big brown eyes rolled at me once again.
"Thank you, Edward!" Alice chirped, completely unfazed by my comment.
She'd won this round, but it's only the beginning of the war.
I'd confronted her once we got home.
"What the fuck was that about, Alice? And how'd you know I'd be there waiting for you?"
"You always wait for me, Edward," she scoffed. "And it wasn't about anything. I wanted to talk to Bella in gym, so I did, and I realized she's pretty cool, so I asked her to walk home with me. Big deal."
"Is this about Jasper?" I asked, just wanting to get to the fucking point.
"Jasper? Why would it be about Jasper? Unless you were purposefully keeping vital information from me, maybe about how your friend might have feelings for me…"
"God fucking damn, Alice. Is it so fucking wrong of me to want to protect you from scumbags like Jasper?"
"He's not a scumbag!" She yelled, angry at me once again. I was about to be 0-2. "You're a fucking scumbag, Edward! Jasper's nice. You just don't know that because you're too much of a prick to actually get to know him!"
"You don't know what you're fucking talking about, Alice! I've done things with Jazz-"
"AND!" She cut me off, almost fucking screeching at this point. "And! Is it so wrong of me to want to protect Bella, a girl just like me, from a guy like you?! I don't think so!"
"Jesus Chris, Alice." I groaned, letting my head fall into my hands. There was no winning this one, either. "I'm fucking sorry, okay? I'm sorry I didn't tell you Jasper wanted to-" Her glare stopped me mid-sentence. "That Jasper was into you. I'm sorry I said rude shit about your new fucking best friend Bella, okay? I'm not even trying to be an asshole, I'm just trying to get by in this fucking hellhole!"
She was silent for a moment, a rarity for my sister. Then, her eyes welled up with tears. I had to suppress a groan, she was so dramatic.
"I know, Edward. I'm trying to get by too, that's why we need to have each other's backs, okay?"
"Yes, Alice," I sighed. "That's what I've been trying to do."
"Okay, well, good." She was quiet now. "I love you, you know? You're all I've got."
"I love you too, Alice." I wrapped my arms around her, my tall frame basically overtaking her tiny one. "You're the best sister ever." I kissed her head and ruffled her hair.
"Just leave Bella alone, okay? She doesn't need to be in the middle of our family drama bullshit."
"I mean, she actually seems really cool, Edward. Guess you probably wouldn't have noticed that, but, she is."
I did fucking notice, actually, but I wasn't about to admit that.
The next few weeks were pretty normal, besides the fact I'd gotten a fucking hard-on at least four times a day. It really was like being thirteen again.
Alice stuck it out with Bella, walking home with her every day.
The first time, I'd decided to give them some privacy for their shitty girl-talks or whatever. I knew Alice had every intention of shit talking me into the grave so she'd never sleep with me again. I tried not to think about it or the way it filled me with fucking unbridled rage towards my sister.
There were plenty of other girls to fuck in this stupid city. I'd be fine without Bella.
Still, my dick reacted to even the thought of her. When she walked by me in the hallway and I caught a whiff of her patchouli perfume, the one I'd smelled when I had my lips against her neck, I thought I was fucking done for. I was ready to go to the nurses office and act like I had diarrhea just so I could jerk off in private.
So, I'd walked home with Jazz and Rosalie instead that day, letting Alice get her bullshit over with before I snapped and fucking killed her.
"I'm taking Alice out to this club on Friday,, you wanna come man?" Jazz asked me. I immediately halted, glaring at him.
"What? What fucking club? She's seventeen."
"Our mom's boyfriend's the bouncer. He'll let us in, and-" He stopped mid sentence, lifting his brows as he looked at me. "Why are you looking at me like that, bro?"
I took a deep breath and closed my eyes to keep from glaring daggers at my friend.
"Edward, you're so lame. You were seventeen last year, think of what you were doing." Rosalie chimed in. I took another deep breath.
"Rose, with all due respect, shut the fuck up. Jasper, are you fucking my sister?"
They were both stunned into silence for a good ten seconds before Jazz spoke up.
"None of your fucking business, dude, but I'm actually not fucking her. Yet. She wants to wait, and I'm cool with it. I know that's not a concept you're familiar with."
Rosalie snorted a laugh. Fucking bitch.
"Fuck you, Rose. And I don't even fucking believe you, Jazz. Why the fuck would you wait for her?"
"You are such a fucking dickhead, Edward." Rosalie spat at me.
"Because I fucking like her, dude? You're a dumbass, honestly. I know you're all like, macho man and shit, but you can at least understand the concept of a relationship. I don't mind waiting because if waiting means we can still fucking chill and make out and shit, that's fucking fine." He shot me a nasty fucking look. "You need to get over yourself, man."
"If your poor sister heard you saying this shit, it would break her heart. Go find some skank to stick your dick in and stay out of everyone else's business, you fucking loser." Rose grimaced at me, and fuck, was she mean as hell.
"What the fuck ever, Rosalie." I looked towards Jasper. "Don't fuck with my sister. Fuck you guys." I spit at Jasper's feet before turning and heading back around the corner to take the long fucking way home.
That was the last time I walked home with Jazz and Rose.
For the remainder of the week, I attempted to walk home alone, but was always stopped by Alice, who found me no matter how much of a head start I had on her. She always had Bella in tow, smoking a cigarette or a joint and laughing at everything my sister would say. It wasn't in a mean way, though. It was endearing, like she was genuinely enjoying all the bullshit being spat out of my sister's mouth.
It was after school on Friday that I saw Bella wearing her hair up for the first time.
Her bangs were pushed behind her ears, the rest of her ponytail falling down the sides of her little pearly neck. I noticed she had her ears pierced a million times, little silver rings and balls decorating the perimeter of them.
I realized I was gaping at her just a second too late. She quirked that sexy little eyebrow up at me as she approached with Alice. I just shrugged at her, having no excuse for my gawking.
"Soooo," Alice started, earning a quiet groan from me and a cute little chuckle from Bella. "Jazz and I are going to a club tonight. You guys in?"
"Where's there a fucking club around here?' Bella asked, her voice sounding nasally as she held the smoke from her joint in. On her exhale, she passed it to me.
I shivered a bit as I felt her breath touch my hand as I took the perfectly rolled majiruana cigarette from her.
If she was rolling these herself, which I'm sure she was, she was pretty fucking talented.
"I dunno, it's somewhere on the South Side, that's all I know. Jasper's mom's boyfriend is the bouncer, and-"
"I'll come, Alice." I interrupted, having already heard this story from Jasper earlier in the week. I wanted to make sure I was there to supervise my sister at a fucking club. It's a way different environment than the shitty parties we usually attended on the weekends.
I guess I was also hoping Bella might agree to go as well. I would certainly be down for a repeat of last weekend.
"Not really my scene, Alice, sorry." Bella said, crushing my dreams in just a few words. Suddenly the idea of the club didn't seem appealing at all. I'm sure Alice would be able to get along just fine with Rosalie there. She'd never let anything happen to her.
"Oh, man! I don't know if it's my scene, I've never been!" Alice's ever-so-optimistic voice chimed out. Suddenly, her little arms were grabbing onto mine, holding on to me as we walked closer to our home. "At least my brother's gonna come!"
Fuck. I guess I had to go now.
The club was fucking shitty.
It was shitty for multiple reasons; the first of them being that it was a shitty fucking club on the South Side that was letting underage kids come in to get fucked up. It sucked.
The second reason it was shitty was because I was forced to watch my little sister hang on Jasper all night as he fed her drinks and grinded against her on the dance floor. I stayed seated at our table, nursing the worst old fashioned I'd had in my eighteen years, which was saying something. Rose sat next to me for a bit before going to grind up against some 'fine specimen' herself, as she put them.
I wanted to tell her that Emmett was into her and see what she thought of that, but decided against it. It was kind of my forte to keep these things from people. Plus, I certainly wasn't condoning any romantic relationships, though it seemed to be too late for Jazz. The last thing I needed was to have all my friends wifed up, leaving me alone with shitfuck to do.
I was on my third or fourth drink, feeling a little good at that point, when this leggy blonde chick came over to me and sat across my lap. She was fucking hot, toned and tanned and basically naked in her skin tight dress. I let my hand run up her smooth thigh as she leaned in, whispering in my ear.
"You wanna go somewhere, baby?"
Fuck yeah, this is what I needed to redeem the night. If everyone else was getting some, I most certainly was gonna get mine. Plus, this chick had to be the hottest one in this trashy fucking establishment.
We found ourselves in the handicapped stall of a disgusting men's room, my hands on her tits and hers in my hair as she writhed against me.
"My name's Tanya, baby, what's yours?" She asked in a sultry voice.
"Don't worry about it," I grumbled, mashing my hands into her big tits.
They were almost a little too big.
She laughed, this stupid ass fake laugh that didn't even touch her eyes. It was bullshit.
"Okay, not worried at all, babes. How about you let me take care of you?"
This was good. I just had to let her suck me off and then I could kick her the fuck out of the bathroom and go home. I didn't have any condoms on me, anyway, and there was no way I was fucking this whore unprotected.
"Mmm, yeah, that sounds good." I muttered, squeezing her tits hard once again.
Suddenly, she leaned in, getting a fraction of an inch away from my lips with her own.
"Whoa!" I stopped her, pulling away my hands from her boobs and placing them on her shoulders, holding her an arms length away from me. "No fucking kissing."
She raised her eyebrows at me, confused, and it wasn't a fucking sexy look at all, like it was when Bella looked at me like that. Instead, this bitch just looked like a dumb tramp,
"How about you just suck my dick, huh?" I said, effieciently distracting her by speaking her language. It was kind of pathetic.
I reached down to unbutton my jeans, realizing I didn't even have a half-chub going down there. I was soft as could be for the first time since last fucking weekend.
"You want me to just go for it, or…" Tanya said, glancing down at my soft cock as I pulled it out.
"Uh, yeah. Actually, no. Fucking-" I grunted, stopping to shove my dick back in my pants and zip them up. "Forget it, bitch. Go." I flicked my hand out, dismissing her from the men's room.
She gasped, clearly a bit offended, but left without saying another word. With a deep breath, I sat down on the fucking toilet with my pants up and let my head fall into my hands.
What the fuck was that?
Running my hands through my hair and messing it up even more than it already fucking was, I tried to think back to a time where I couldn't get hard for a fucking blowjob. I came up empty. I even got hard enough for Jessica Stanley to suck me off, and she was notoriously the trashiest hoe in our High School. This chick Tanya was…definitely fucking hot. But she wasn't hot enough.
She was too blonde and tan, it looked fucking fake. And her tits were too big, And she looked fucking dumb behind the eyes.
For a moment, I let my mind wander once again to the weekend prior, when I was rock fucking hard at just the thought of sticking my finger in Bella Swan.
Then I was thinking about her perfect fucking sized tits, and the way her eyes sent a fucking jolt through me every time I looked into them, and the way she fucking sounded as she came on top of me…
Now I was fucking hard.
Fuck.
Besides my frequent fucking Bella-Induced boners, the weeks leading up to Thanksgiving were pretty normal. It wasn't until the Sunday night before Thanksgiving break that shit hit the fan, as it always does.
Uncle Carlisle, my mom's only sibling, called Dad to let him know he and his wife Esme were planning on flying out to spend Thanksgiving with us.
"That fucking condescending asshole." Dad seethed once he hung up the phone. "He thinks I can't take care of my fucking kids. Guess fucking what, Carlisle?" He spat at no one in particular. "Your sister's fucking dead! You have no connection left to my goddamn kids."
"Dad!" Alice shrieked, and I shot her a warning glance. It was best to just ignore this mother fucker, no matter what horrible shit he was saying.
"What, you little bitch? You disagreeing with me? You should respect your fucking father. I'm the last parent you've got."
"Fuck, Dad-" I started before I was cut off by Dad's menacing glare. "I think she just means… he's our Uncle, you know? We…She loves him."
Dad's eyes bore into mine, and for a moment, I was reminded of the father who raised us before his wife passed away.
He actually was a pretty handsome man, Alice resembled him a lot with her dark hair and blue eyes. The past few years of drug and alcohol abuse definitely aged him a bit, giving him a more rugged look to fit his horrible fucking personality, but the Dad I used to know was still in there.
And, fuck, he was a good Dad at one point. Taught me how to play baseball, which I was pretty fucking good at until I gave it up for more exciting recreational activities, like partying and sex.
Mom's death just fucking… killed that man that used to be our father. It killed a piece of Alice and I, too, but Dad was too far gone in his pitiful self-destruction to actually notice that.
"Mom loved him, you know?" I added, taking a risk by bringing her up but figuring we were fucked either way.
Dad let out a deep breath, glaring between Alice and me as we sat with baited breath awaiting his response.
Suddenly, he flung his finger into my face. "Don't you fucking dare use your mother against me, boy. I'll fucking kill you, you know that?"
Alice let out a small whimper beside me, so I took her hand in mine and gave it a squeeze. Dad's nostrils flared as he took in the sight, effectively getting fucking angrier.
"That fucking prick Carlisle's trying to tear my fucking family apart. I'm not letting him, you hear me?!" He was screaming now, again at no one in particular. "Let him fucking come! Let him try to take these kids from me!"
I sat with Alice in silence as he finished his tantrum, feeling lucky once again that we didn't have to face his fucking fists. Soon, it was over, and he retreated back up the stairs to presumably drown himself in a fucking bottle.
Jazz found me having a cig at the smoker's corner during out lunch period the next day.
"Yo, Edward!" He yelled, giving me a smile and a wave as he jogged across the street towards me.
I was still kind of fucking pissed at him for 'dating' my sister, or whatever he called what he was doing to her, but I was sick of holding a grudge. I had enough rage for my asshole of a father, especially after last night's bullshit. It would be better to just let it happen and beat the breaks off of him when and if he broke her fucking heart.
"What's up, dude?" I held out my pack of smokes, offering him one. He shook his head to decline.
Weird.
"Mom's going to Florida to have Thanksgiving with her man's parents. We just found out last night. She'll be there from til next Monday, bro. We're having a banger."
"Hell yeah, bro!" Parties at the Hale house were always dope. Plus, it was close enough to my own house that no matter how trashed I got, I always ended up in my own bed.
After fucking some random chick in Jasper's, of course.
"I already told Alice to tell you, but I'm glad I caught you out here. We're gonna do it Wednesday night so we're all hungover as shit for Thanksgiving, you know?" He laughed. "Me and Rose are going to our grandparents house, which is gonna fucking suck anyway. What are you guys doing?"
"Our Uncle's coming in with his wife from Washington."
"No shit? The rich one? Damn, maybe you'll actually be having a Thanksgiving to enjoy."
I scoffed at the thought. "I highly doubt that, Jazz. You met my Dad, right?"
He laughed, and I couldn't help but join him. It was definitely better to be cool with Jazz, he was such an easy friend to have. "Unfortunately, the whole South Side has, dude."
After school, I waited in my normal spot for Alice. Of course, this meant I was also waiting for Bella, but that was inconsequential; I'd be here to walk Alice home regardless.
Still, I couldn't control the excitement my dick felt as he and I waited for the girls to come through the school doors.
When I finally had them in sight, I took a quick moment to adjust my cock in my pants so he didn't bust through the zipper as Bella approached.
"Hey, Edward!" Alice yelled as she began jogging over to me, as if I'd disappear if she didn't get to me fast enough. Bella trailed behind her, lighting a cigarette unenthusiastically, as usual.
"Hey, shorty. What's up? You seem to be in a particularly good mood." I commented, ruffling her dark spiky hair as I greeted her. She cringed away from my hand, clearly not wanting me to mess with her perfectly mussed up hairdo.
We have a lot more in common than I liked to admit.
"I'm always in a good mood, Edward." Bella laughed at Alice's comment as she approached, giving me a 'what up' nod. I nodded back, trying to act as fucking casual as I could with this throbbing erection in my pants at just the sight of this chick.
"I guess," Alice continued, "I'm in a particularly good mood because we have a party to go to Wednesday, thank god, so we won't have to be home and deal with Dad's wrath when Uncle Carlisle shows up."
Bella's eyebrow quirked up in that ever-so-endearing way, but she said nothing.
I told Alice that I already spoke to Jazz about the party, making her face light up even more. I guess making my sister happy was another plus with keeping my friendship with Jasper intact.
"You're gonna come, right, Bella?" Alice asked, giving Bella her best pleading, pouty face.
"Uh, yeah. I don't see why not."
"You got any plans for Thanksgiving?" I asked Bella, lighting another smoke up as we started our walk home.
"Eh, not really, I guess." She started. "I'll probably cook up something edible for Charlie and me so we don't have to eat more fucking fish." She cringed, causing me to laugh.
Bella glanced over at me with a smirk, making my dick twitch.
"You can come to our house if you wanna, Bella! Our Uncle Carlisle and his wife are coming, they're super nice and Esme is a great cook, I'm sure they wouldn't mind-"
"No." I cut Alice off, not wanting her to even finish that train of thought. I would not subject Bella to Dad's bullshit, that was for fucking sure.
Bella scoffed, and I spared her a glance. She was glaring daggers at me, but I wasn't sure why. I was just trying to fucking protect her from my asshole of a father.
"Why not? It'll be fun, Edward!"
"That's okay, Alice." Bella finally chimed in. "I gotta stay with Charlie, anyway, or he'll be all alone."
Alice pouted, but remained silent for the rest of our walk home. As we approached the house, she gave Bella a wave before she went inside, presumably to sulk around after being denied by her asshole of a big brother.
I started towards the house myself before Bella stopped me.
"You know, I can make my own decisions."
"Uh, yeah, I know that." I responded, confused.
"If my friend Alice wants to invite me to her house for Thanksgiving, I can fucking join her. Don't need big brother to step in."
My eyes rolled involuntarily. Are all women this fucking annoying?
"Yeah, I know, but trust me. You don't want to fucking be there. It's gonna be awful."
"I mean, I could have figured that out for myself." She said, pulling a joint out of her cigarette pack and lighting it up right in front of my house. Bold of her to assume that was just fine and dandy.
I mean, it was fine and dandy, but still. Bold of her.
"What's gonna be so awful about it, anyway?" She asked, passing to joint over to me. I took it from her, our hands grazing one another's and once again sending a fucking spark up my arm. I wondered if she felt it too,
"My dad's a prick who hates my Uncle. It's gonna be a shit show. If I could get out of it, I would."
"Hm," she took the joint back from me and took a long pull. "You can come to my house, if you want. I do make a mean turkey."
I couldn't help but laugh out loud at the thought of Bella cooking. She didn't strike me as the type.
Fuck, why did I wish I could see it for myself? I shook the thought from my head, not letting my dick get any ideas about Bella standing in front of a hot oven.
"Is that funny?" She asked as she passed the joint back to me. This time I made an effort not to touch her skin.
"Kind of, I guess. Just can't really picture you cooking."
"Well, guess you'll never get to see, Masen. Invitation revoked." She smirked, taking one last drag of the joint before flicking it down the street. "See ya around, dude."
I tried to look away, but couldn't resist staring at her perfect fucking ass as she made her way down the road to her house.
Thank the fucking Lord, Dad wasn't home when Carlisle and Esme knocked on our ugly-ass front door. He was probably getting plastered at whatever dive bar he hasn't been permanently banned from yet.
Alice sprinted ahead of me to let them in. "Uncle Carlisle! Aunt Esme!" She cheered, throwing herself into our Uncle's arms.
Carlisle looked a lot like Mom, which meant he looked a bit like me. His hair was lighter, almost blonde as opposed to my reddish brown color, but he had the sharp features and green eyes that I held in common with my mother.
"Hey, kids! Long time no see!" He spoke as he embraced Alice. "How's Chicago been treatin' ya?"
"Same shit, Unc." I said as I reached out to shake his hand. He looked at me incredulously, instead stepping closer and wrapping his arms around me like he did Alice.
"Watch your language in front of your Aunt, kid. She's not from the South Side like the rest of us. She has some standards."
"Standards, schmandards." Esme laughed, hugging Alice before coming to hug me as well. "You look so grown up, Edward! You're taller than Carlisle!"
"Must be all that healthy take out food I've been eating the past few years."
Everyone laughed, walking into the house and setting their bags down.
"Are you guys staying here?" Alice inquired excitedly.
"No, we grabbed a hotel up on the North Side. Like I said, Aunt Esme's not from around here."
"I'm sure you'll get enough South Side action for a lifetime tomorrow, Esme." I told her, and she laughed again.
"I've never minded it here. It's…eccentric. A lot more eccentric than Seattle, that's for sure."
We spent the next two hours catching up and chatting, while I secretly prayed to some God I didn't believe in that Dad wouldn't show up before they could get out of here. I didn't think he would, as I was sure he was actively avoiding his brother-in-law, but I didn't want to risk it.
"I guess we better head up to check in to our hotel." Carlisle spoke as he stood from his place on our ratty couch. It looked wrong, having such put together people in our delapitated living room. "You kids wanna come with us? I believe the room has two king size beds…"
"No, thank you!" Alice cut off his train of thought. "We're going to our friends house tonight. Right, Edward?"
"Mmm, yeah. My friend. Alice's boyfriend."
"Boyfriend!" Esme exclaimed, clearly excited to have something girly to chat about. "You'll have to give me all the details tomorrow, Alice."
She giggled, always happy to oblige when it came to talking about herself. "Of course, Aunt Esme."
They were almost out the door when Carlisle stopped to pull me aside.
"I just wanted to make sure you knew the offer still stands. Feel free to come stay with us whenever you want." He paused for a moment. "Here, or in Seattle. Okay?"
Somehow, he could always fucking read me like a book.
"You'll always be a Cullen, kid. Don't forget that." He added, giving me a pat on the back before he was out the door.