AN: To be honest, one part in this is taken from one of my favourite Yaoi's. I love the idea/concept. But of course, it's different characters. Just same lines. Well, the same 2 lines. That's all.
I'd like to dedicate this entire fanfic to my bestest friend SUSIE. SUSIE, THIS ONE'S FOR YOU. Ily.
Disclaimer: I do not own any Twilight characters. They all belong to Stephenie Meyer. Nor do I own one scene from JR, that belongs to Shungiku Nakamura.
5 dollars more
I needed a job. My parents, Emse and Carlisle, were nice enough to allow me to use as much of their money as I wanted. I know I couldn't depend on them forever so I decided it was time I needed a job.
As I was searching I came across a variety of torturous occupations. Over time, I finally was able to choose a job.
An elderly woman got into the cab. "22nd First Street, please," I adjusted my mirror and started the meter. I pulled out of the parking lot and drove off to her destination.
It was a long, awkward drive filled with short talk mainly about her occupation. She seemed like a nice lady and she was part of a law suit. In my opinion, she seemed way too sweet for a job like that.
"That will be 8.75 ma'am." I requested being as gentlemen as I could be.
"Here you go dear." She smiled sweetly causing the creases around her eyes to deepen. I returned the smile, and ran around to her door to open it for her. "Why thank you."
"It was my pleasure." I ran back to my cab and received a call to go to my next passenger.
I went down a long curvy road that went right through the middle of town. I headed towards the airport to where this passenger will be waiting. As I drove to the pick-up lane I saw a big crowd of people, probably all from the same flight. This is going to be difficult. I squeezed my cab between two cars and stepped out of my car. I wanted my shift to finish early, and since my next customer, was my last for the day I called her name. "Mrs. Swan!" I yelled her name repeatedly and nearly jumped out of my skin when I felt someone lightly tap my shoulder. I heard a beautifully soft giggle and turned around to the most beautiful girl I've ever come across in my lifetime.
"It's Ms. Swan." She corrected with her angelic voice, and smiled sweetly.
I hesitated. Still lost for words because she had truly taken my breath away with her beauty. She must've found my facial expression funny because she laughed again, and placed her small hands over her mouth.
She offered her hand out and I took it, and shook it very gently afraid that I might break her. I focused on shaking her petite hand, and I was torn when I saw an engagement ring. "You can call me Bella," she smiled and looked irresistible. I took her bags and opened the door for her. I didn't feel like driving anymore. I think it was strange for feeling so strongly towards a woman I just met.
I looked around in anticipation. I couldn't wait to get home and greet me fiancé, Mike. He makes me so happy. Just seeing him smile and such.
"Mrs. Swan!" A velvety smooth voice seemed to be calling my name. I looked in the direction of who was calling my name and whoever it was had their back facing me. I walked towards him, and he must've not heard my footsteps approach him over the load roaring of planes landing, and taking off.
I tapped his shoulder and he jumped! I must've startled him, but it made me giggle. He turned around and I corrected him, "Its Ms. Swan."
He must've still been startled because his facial expression made me laugh. I might've started laughing uncontrollably so I put my hand over my mouth, to cover and muffle the sound.
I offered my hand out, and he shook it. It didn't seem like he had a strong grip because his smooth, gentle hands were barely holding on. We probably stared into each other's eyes for an immeasurable amount of time. He must've felt my engagement ring because his eyes broke from mine and towards my ring. A new emotion flickered across his face. Almost like pain. It surprised me, because we just met, but I felt guilt wash over me. I didn't even know this guy and he had such a strong effect over me!
I was uncomfortable in this awkward silence, so I introduced myself. "You can call me Bella," again, I smiled and he returned with an alluring smile of his own.
He nodded, and took my bags. My driver opened the door for me, which was unnecessary but very gentlemen-like.
"Where to, Ms. Swan?"
"1556 Orancrum Drive. Need I remind you, call me Bella."
"Oh, pardon me, I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Edward Cullen, just call me Edward," he smiled the most charming crooked smile i've ever seen.
"Edward..." I mumbled to myself so I could memorize his name.
Edward and I really hit it off. We began talking about everything. Although every time I brought up Mike, or my engagement he had that same pain-struck face that hurt me so much. I never quite understood why.
Luckily for us, there was traffic so it gave us more time to talk. Well, I guess it's luckier for him because I still have to pay. In my opinion, it is very much worth it.
I knew we were coming closer to Mike's house, so I gave Edward my business card with both my office, and my cell number on it. In exchange, he did the same. I was glad to posses his number.
There were two ways to get to my home from where we are. The long way, and the short way. I was already rushing to get home because I wanted to surprise Mike. With all the stuff I bought him on my business trip from New York.
Edward knew I was in a rush but that didn't stop him from taking the longer route. I'm sure it was because he wanted to talk more, but I was furious! How could he be so selfish!
We had an arguement in the car, and I was too angry to listen to him explain. I payed him, 5 dollars too many because he took the longer route. I didn't even wait for him to give me change, let alone drive me to my home. I just jumped out of the car and walked the rest of the way. I didn't want to speak to him. I hate him. I kind of did regret deciding to walk, because my suitcase really was quite heavy and he just followed me constantly apologizing for being so selfish. Good. I was still angry to care about how bad he felt.
When I reached my home, he jumped out of his car to help me up the small flight of stairs with my suitcase. I didn't want him near me so I began screaming at him again and batting him away.
I completely, entirely regretted giving him my number, but I didn't want to be rude, or hurt him anymore than I did by asking for it back. Once I got inside, I slammed the door on him. I don't think he left because I swear I heard him slide down my door and just sit there, cursing himself for being so stupid.
I walked into my bedroom to see Mike sound asleep. He looked so peaceful like that, so I went over to kiss his forehead. As I leaned in to kiss him, something caught my eye. A red lacy bra partway under the bed. He must've been somewhat awake, because when I was adjusting to get a better view of it a saw beads of sweat baling up on his forehead.
I crouched down and picked it up. I immediately knew who it belonged to, and why it was there. Mike cheated. I slapped him and ran out the door sobbing uncontrollably. I brought my hands up to my face to wipe the tears away when i tripped on my step and I was sure to have broken my nose from the direction I was falling. I readied myself for the pain but as i was inches from the ground, strong, reliable arms caught my fall. I couldn't stop crying.
"Bella! Bella! What's wrong? Why are you crying?" a comforting, familiar voice called to me.
"...he...cheated," I managed to choke out between sobs.
"Bella, please stop crying. I can't bear to see you cry like this." A hint of anger was heard in his voice other than his concern for me.
"When I cry like this, I can't stop."
I felt his warm, soft lips crash onto mine, desperately searching for a return. Without hesitation, I kissed him back with everything I had. I put more passion in this kiss, than any other I have ever given. Our lips moved together as my hands tangled in his hair and his hands were on my waist. Both of us, desperate to pull us closer than we already were. After an immeasurable amount of time, we broke free, gasping for air.
"You stopped," he smirked, and I blushed a bright red. He pulled me into a tight embrace and we just stayed like that. He kissed the top of my head again, "Let's just stay like this a while longer," his velvety smooth voice whispered in my hair.
He held my hand, and directed me to his car. "Why don't we go to a cafe? We can talk over a coffee if you'd like. I'm not rushing you into telling me anything now, but we could learn more about each other. Anything to make you happy again. After all, I do owe you 5 for taking the longer route."
I nodded, agreeing to his cafe suggestion.
Kso, this is the first chapter to this all human fanfic! I'm pretty pleased with how it went, even though parts are a tad rushed. If you review with how you feel towards this, or say that i SHOULD continue, than I will. But that means you have to let me know. Please and Thanks.