In My Girlfriend's Freezer



If I owned Twilight, Barbie Girl would play every time Emmett made an entrance.

I hated having to leave Bella in order to hunt.

As of right now, I have about an hour before my brothers come and drag me out to Mount Rainer again to get some of Emmett's grizzlies. I enjoyed my time with my brothers, but I desired my time with Bella.

There was nothing that felt better—more human—then just lying in Bella's bed with her cradled in my arms. I'm pretty sure that it's as close to heaven as I'm ever going to get.

Bella groaned and adjusted herself, breaking me from my thoughts.

"Is your back hurting?" I asked. Earlier in P.E., Coach Clapp thought that a gymnastics unit would be a fun and entertaining way to exercise. Naturally, Bella and I thought differently.

And, needless to say, it didn't turn out all that well for anyone, least of all Bella.

"Not really," she grimaced. It didn't take a mind reader to tell she was lying.

"I'm getting you some advil." I got up from the bed, leaving a protesting Bella warm under the covers. She probably would have yelled at me if it weren't for Charlie sleeping just a few feet away.

I went down the stairs as fast as I could, hoping to make it back to Bella faster than humanly possible. The painkillers were easy to find, in the same cabinet over the stove. I grabbed a glass and filled it with water, then went to the freezer to grab some ice for her back.

And as I opened the freezer door, I saw something that I have never encountered in anyone's mind in my hundred years of life.

A pillow... In a freezer.

My mind raced to put together all of the possible explanations for why Bella would put a pillow in a freezer.

Wouldn't that just make it harder to sleep with, being so cold? But what it Charlie put it there...?

Wait, scratch that last thought. I don't even want to think of reasons Charlie would want a pillow to be frozen.

Nothing made sense, so I just grabbed the pillow, the advil, and glass of water, and raced back up to Bella's room.

"You know," she said when I opened her door, "You didn't have to get me any painkillers, I'm just fine."

I went over to her bed, handed her the water and pills, then sat down next to her.

"Bella," I began.


"Why did I find this in the freezer?" I held up the pillow.

"Well, uh, you see," she stammered, her face going beat red. I simply raised an eyebrow. "Um, er, I wanted to make it cold..."

"Why?" The suspense was killing me.

"Because you're going hunting tonight." Huh? How does my hunting relate with Bella feeling the need to freeze non-food items?

"What does my hunting have anything to do with you freezing pillows?" My word choice made her blush deepen.

"Well, usually when you're here, I just sleep on you. So I sleep better when I sleep on something cold." She tucked her chin to her next, using her hair as a curtain so I couldn't she her bright red face.

I'm positive that she thought I would be freaked out by this, but I just started to chuckle.

"My silly Bella," was all that I said. It took nearly all my strength not to burst out into loud laughter, in fear that Charlie would wake up.

"What are you laughing about?"

"You don't have to give yourself pneumonia because I'm away." Sometimes I think that Bella looks for danger, in any form.

"Just shut up and hold me, Eddie." And that was all she was going to say on that subject, ending it with my largest pet peeve. I shuddered at being called Eddie. Ew.

I growled at her, just to have her take the partly frozen pillow and hit my on the head with it.

I guess what I learned here is, one can ever truly know what he shall find in his girlfriend's freezer.


This is the product of sheer boredom on a snow day with no cable.