FAGE 9: The Last Ride
Title: Seven Minutes in Heaven
Written for: Cullen Cousin
Written By: Readingmama/Vampiremama
Summary/Prompt used: Author idea itching to get out
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Some of this story started a long time ago, and has taken a twist and become part of the last FAGE. aI hope that you will enjoy it. . Many thanks to Acrosstheskyinstars for her shiny red pen and to Chartwilightmom for prereading. I heart you both ladies.
Special thanks to Speklez Kloos who took my baby and did a great job with it. Thanks for all your work on FAGE, from someone who knows just how much work it takes.
Cullen Cousin: You know how much I love me some Carlisle, but I hope you'll forgive me for going with Edward on this one.
Edward Cullen lay on his bed, Pride and Prejudice in his hands as he read despite the thump thump of the bass coming from the lower level of the house. He groaned and put down the book. He didn't know how he would ever finish reading it with the noise. He had put off reading it until the last minute but there was a test on Monday and there was no way he was going to pass it at this rate.
A gaggle of girlie laughter came up through the heating vent, and Edward snarled at it.
"Screw this," he mumbled to himself.
He walked out of his bedroom and down the stairs, past the kitchen – where he knew there was likely soda in the fridge – wishing instead to inflict some pain on his sister and her party-goers since they were the reason he was going to flunk English.
Edward was only a year younger than Alice, which he likely could have looked past if his sister wasn't a complete waste of space. Cheerleader and captain of the airheads, Alice had spent the last four years turning into an insufferable human being. His parents kept telling him she would grow out of it but he was beginning to think she had destroyed too many brain cells to come back.
"Ewww, who invited the loser?" Lauren hissed as Edward came down the basement stairs.
"No one, I live here. Isn't that great?" Edward deadpanned.
Lauren snarled. "Oh yeah. I forgot. How Alice has such a dipshit for a younger brother, I'll never know."
Edward rolled his eyes. "Whatever."
He saw what he'd come for and made his way over to the cooler. He grabbed out a Coke and then stopped by a chip bowl; he popped in a few chips but the salt created a craving, and he ended up standing there shoving them in his mouth for a few minutes.
Edward wasn't listening as he snacked until he heard his name called.
He turned. "What?"
The group of party-goers, seven of them in total, were seated in a circle.
"We're short one boy. Come play."
"Don't be stupid, Jessica," Alice spat. "I can't play spin the bottle with my brother."
"Oh come on, sis. Incest is the best," he replied with a grin, knowing it would gross out her and the rest of her friends. He was rewarded with a chorus of ews.
"Don't be a baby, Edward. We can't play without another guy. If you guys land on each other, you can just spin again," Jessica explained.
Edward took a look around the group. He wasn't going to kiss his sister, and Lauren was nearly as vile. Jessica was cute enough but everything she said sounded like a whine. Then there was Bella.
Bella Swan was new to town and Edward had to admit he'd never even spoken to her. She looked unimpressed as she waited to see if he'd join the game. She was definitely the most attractive girl in the bunch, but was that reason enough to play?
Edward shrugged and sat down. It was just a kiss. What sixteen year old boy didn't like to be kissed?
"Finally," Mike huffed. The blonde haired boy tossed his head, shaking his Beiber haircut out of his eyes.
"So what are we playing? Standard rules?" Ben asked.
Edward sat quietly. He didn't know there were rules to spin the bottle. Didn't you just…spin the bottle and then kiss whoever it landed on?
"Let's play seven minutes in heaven," Mike suggested, winking at Jessica.
Edward didn't quite know what those rules entailed but he didn't feel like asking and making a fool of himself.
"Okay, let's do this," Bella said, finally speaking. She reached forward and grabbed the bottle, giving it a good spin.
Edward hadn't realized how much he didn't want to be there until it started slowing down. What if it picked him? What if it didn't? The bottle passed by him and then circled around again before stopping, the top pointing directly at his left knee.
Lauren laughed. "Oh, this ought to be good."
Bella stood up and took a swig of her drink before her eyes finally landed on Edward. "Let's go," she said unceremoniously before marching herself into the closet.
Edward stood up and looked around the circle, expecting someone to stop him from following Bella into the laundry closet. He knew that there was nothing in there. Just some shelves with towels and laundry soap. And, of course, now there was a girl; a pretty girl waiting for her seven minutes of heaven. Whatever the heck that was.
Edward stepped into the closet, and although it was dark, he knew exactly where she was.
"Timers on," Mike yelled from the outside of the door.
Edward stepped back as he felt Bella come closer. "Uh, what exactly are we supposed to be doing?" he asked awkwardly.
He heard her chuckle. "Have you ever touched a girl, Edward?"
Edward shook his head and then realized she couldn't see him. "No," he answered honestly.
"Then I'll make it easy for you, champ."
He heard her move, but it wasn't until he felt her tugging on his pants that he realized what she was doing.
"Stop that," he hissed.
"Five minutes," Mike shouted through the door.
"Don't worry. I can finish you in three," she said.
"I said stop," he repeated, feeling a bit confused and perhaps violated.
"What's your problem?" she hissed back, her laidback tone suddenly gone. "Too good to get your dick sucked?"
"Why would you…do that? You don't know me?"
"It's the name of the game, Edward."
Edward didn't need to know Bella to know what he said next was the truth. "You're better than that."
"How would you know? You don't even know me." Bella snapped back.
"I just do. You deserve more," he replied.
She laughed but there was no humor in her tone. She didn't believe him. Edward could tell that whoever she was or whatever she'd been through, someone had convinced her she was no better than giving head to her friend's brother at a party.
"Please stand up."
He could hear her sigh as she made her way off the floor. He tugged his pants back up and buttoned them.
"One minute," Mike shouted through the door.
"So you just want to grab my boob or something?"
"You deserve better than that, too," he replied.
"Well then, what do I deserve, Edward?"
Edward didn't know what came over him. He had kissed one girl before, and was by no means an expert, but he couldn't help himself as he leaned into her and pressed his lips to hers. His kiss was delicate and respectful but filled with just enough desire that she'd feel desired.
When he pulled back, there was complete silence for three seconds until Mike opened the door and declared obnoxiously, "Time's up."
Light filled the small room and he looked back to see Bella standing there staring at him. Her hand was up by her face, her fingers touching her lips. She was slightly flushed and Edward wondered how he'd missed just how beautiful she was. He gave her a small shy smile, and as soon as she saw it, she dropped her hand.
"Whatever," she hissed as she stormed out of the closet. She grabbed a coat off the couch and bolted up the stairs.
"What the fuck, Edward?" Lauren wailed.
Edward didn't pause to answer her, chasing after Bella instead.
He took the stairs three at a time but somehow she had still managed to beat him to the front door. When he pulled it open, she was already in her car and pulling out of the driveway.
The rest of the party followed Edward upstairs and he scowled as Ben slapped him on the back.
"You cracked the Ice Swan. Nice, man."
Edward turned to him, shoving him back.
"You're an asshole."
Fifteen minutes later, Edward was back in his room wondering how his night had gotten so strange. Had he just stayed upstairs, everything would have been okay. Alice's party wouldn't have been a disaster and Bella would be downstairs coming out of the closet with some other guy. The idea made Edward sick. Why would a girl do that? Did his sister do that? Edward shook away the disgusting thought.
A knock on his door came right before his sister burst in.
"I don't know what you did, Edward, but don't waste your time mooning on Bella Swan."
"I'm not," he denied.
"Seriously, little brother, she's been in the closet before, if you know what I mean. It doesn't mean anything to her."
"Don't worry about it, Alice. Nothing happened."
"Yeah right, Edward. I've heard about what Bella does in the closet." Edward hid the wince he felt.
"Well don't believe everything you hear," he said, almost uninterested.
Alice studied him for a moment. "Okay."
She turned to go. "Alice?"
"Don't go in the closet unless it means something."
Alice huffed but she had a smile on her face. "Don't be a loser."
"I'm serious," he replied.