Sorry this took so long but I got really stuck on the family dinner and as it is I really don't like it. The rest of it is better in my opinion. I'm also going to skip my favorite review from last chapter because I'm sure you really all just want to read the chapter. :)
I was so nervous. I could feel my heart beating loudly in my chest. I wasn't sure what to do; I had never met a boy's parents before. Even though Edward was hardly a boy…
I giggled to myself.
"What are you thinking about?" Edward asked, coming up behind me.
I shook my head. "Nothing."
He moved the hair from my shoulder and kissed my neck. "You nervous?"
"A little," I said, wringing my hands.
"Baby, they're going to love you, I promise," he said, and I turned to look at his head while it was placed on my shoulder.
"How can you be so sure?" I asked, turning to look down at my hands.
"Because you're perfect. There's no way that they couldn't."
I smiled and kissed him lightly. "Let's get going before I change my mind."
Turns out that I did change my mind, but it wasn't until we were driving up in front of their house.
"You used to live here!" I cried and pointed to the four-story mansion that stood in front of us.
"Bella, don't act so modest. I've seen where Charlie lived, and I've seen where you live," Edward said with a laugh.
"Yeah, but you add those two together, plus your apartment, and then double it, and you get this house," I yelled.
"Bella," he said with a pleading look. "Let's just go. We're supposed to get there before Alice and Jasper. She wants us all to be there when she 'officially' makes the announcement."
"Okay," I said, my voice shaking a little.
"Come on, baby," he said, putting his arm around my shoulder when I climbed out of the car.
"What if they don't like me?" I asked as we walked to the front door.
"I've told you before," he said as he reached inside his pocket to grab his keys. "They're going to love you, and from what I've told them about you, they already do."
"Oh, please," I snapped as we stopped in front of the door. "Your mother was probably lying about liking me and then is going to torture me in secret for the rest of our lives."
He stopped as he was turning the key. "The rest of our lives?"
I froze and snapped my mouth shut. I didn't really say that, did I? Crap. "I—uh—what I meant was…"
I had no idea what I had meant.
He smiled at me, with a secret smile, and then held open the door for me.
"Mom! We're here!" he called.
I heard a happy call, and then she ran downstairs to meet us at the door. "Hey, kids!" She came over and kissed him on the cheek, and before I could stop her, she came and hugged me, to my utter and complete surprise. My father wasn't much of a hugging person, and while Rosalie had her moments, she was pretty much not a touching person, unless it was with a guy.
After a second, I relaxed a little into her arms. Her smell reminded me of a bakery; she smelled like homemade cookies and food. It made me starving!
"It's really nice to meet you, Mrs. Cullen," I said.
"Oh, please call me Esme; Mrs. Cullen makes me sound like an old school teacher." She laughed musically.
Her laugh reminded me of Edward's.
"Your father and sister aren't here yet, so why don't you go show Bella around the house while I finish getting dinner ready."
Edward pulled me into the hallway and dragged me along.
There were hundreds of photos of Edward, Alice, and their parents throughout the years.
"Wow, you and Alice really look nothing alike," I said, looking closer at a photo of Alice and Edward when they were still in elementary school.
"I know. My parents say she got her looks from my grandparents but they died before we ever met them, and they were the kind of people who believed that photographs stole your soul…"
I giggled, guilty as I was unable to stop myself. "Sorry," I apologized.
He nodded. "You wanna know something?"
I smiled with a tiny nod.
"My parents say that I was so jealous of Alice when we were babies that I literally would not even be in the same room as her."
"You're joking!" I said.
He shook his head. "Nope. I wish I was, but there aren't even any photos of us together, and I have no memories from before I turned, like, six."
"That's so mean to Alice!" I cried.
He shrugged. "I didn't like to share attention."
I smacked him lightly, and we continued until we reached his bedroom.
"I'm here!" It was Alice.
And we were just about to get to the good part of the tour.
"Come on." Edward rolled his eyes and seemed a little angry. "Let's go downstairs."
Alice was talking animatedly to her mother when we came downstairs and showing off her ring.
"Hi!" she squealed.
I assumed it was Edward's father. As soon as he came in, it was impossible for it not to be him. Edward and he had the same pale complexion and beautiful structure.
He embraced Alice and Jasper and smiled when she showed him her ring, as well as giving Jasper a clap on the back.
He walked over to us and gave Edward a hug, all the while looking at me. "You must be Bella. I'm Edward's father, Carlisle."
I nodded shyly. He held out his hand, and I nervously shook it.
"Edward didn't do you justice," he said with a smile.
I laughed and scratched the back of my head nervously.
Edward placed his hand on the small of my back and rubbed it lightly. "No words could do her justice."
I blushed furiously, and Edward led me to a chair in the next room.
The others trailed behind and Edward kissed the top of my head. "See, I told you that they'd love you."
I laughed nervously. "The night's not over yet."
He smirked. "They won't bite you. I promise."
The majority of the night was spent with talk of Alice's plans for the wedding, and she occupied the conversation so animatedly that there was no cause for me to speak at all.
We had already finished our dessert and were already in front of the door to leave. I was actually very interested in leaving and not feeling the welling pit in the bottom of my stomach. It seemed as if we were about to leave, but then Alice began to talk again.
"Oh, before we go, we went to go see someone about our wedding license, and we need my birth certificate," Alice said nonchalantly.
"Birth certificate?" Carlisle asked, eyeing her suspiciously.
She nodded. "They asked for Jasper's, too."
"Oh," Esme said simply. "Well, we'll have to look for it. I'll let you know when I find it."
"Great," Alice said, and then she reached out for her coat. "I'll see you all later." She hugged and kissed us all before skipping away to her car.
"It was nice meeting you," I said to Carlisle and Esme.
"Please come feel free to come again next week, Bella," Esme assured me and hugged me tightly.
"Thank you," I whispered.
Edward placed his coat on himself and mine over my arms before we slipped out quietly.
"That was unnerving," I told him when we were almost back to the car.
"You lie. They adored you," Edward said and opened the car door for me.
"Maybe so, but that didn't make it any less fearful," I said.
He laughed and then started the car. "Where to?"
"Let's go back to the apartment," I said.
We had come to terms to realize whose place was what. Mine was the house and Edward's was the apartment. We never spoke as if we lived separately but as if we both owned each together.
Monday came around faster than I had anticipated, and without one night with Bella since my parent's dinner.
I didn't like that.
Not at all.
As I pulled my car into the parking lot, I remembered that Emmett and, unfortunately, Jacob were coming back today. I had so enjoyed it without him. Oh well.
I was ecstatic to notice Bella's car in the parking lot and not a lot of others. I smirked. We would so be getting it on before practice.
I ran into her office, not being able to resist another minute without her. I froze in the doorway as I noticed what she was wearing.
My jaw went slack and all the blood rushed to my lower half.
She was wearing a short black skirt, showing off her wonderful and beautiful long legs and tight ass, and she was wearing one of our baseball jerseys. Sadly not mine, but still hot. The first few buttons were popped open, reminding me of when she wore my jersey.
"You like?" She smirked and sauntered over to me. I was still frozen and was conflicted as to what I should stare at as she walked: her long, shapely legs, my favorite part of her body that seemed to be practically naked, or her beautiful, perky, fully rounded breasts?
And I forgot about her face!
It seemed as she had no makeup on, but I could see a little eyeliner that made her gorgeous brown eyes pop even more.
She giggled sexily as she noticed how she affected me. She leaned across me and shut the door.
Her hands reached for my shirt and pulled me back. That was when I unfroze.
I pushed her to her desk like an animal in heat and crushed my lips to hers. She swallowed roughly, which caused a wonderful sensation in my mouth.
I thrust my hips in her direction and her hands fumbled with my shirt to remove it.
"Did you lock the door?" I asked breathlessly when she lowered her lips to my neck. She nodded against my neck, and I felt her scratch her nails down the front of my chest, making me growl hungrily. I ran my hands against her almost bare ass; she was wearing a tiny piece of string against her.
That only made me want her more.
I lifted her up against me, and her legs wrapped around my waist. I didn't want to mess up her desk again, so I placed her gently against the floor.
I licked my lips as I saw her laying out there, her hair flowing around her and her shirt in such disarray that she had one perky breast poking out slightly.
I ripped open a few of the buttons on her shirt and sucked her chest, but effectively avoided her nipples.
"Edward," she moaned.
I chuckled silently and continued to tease her by running my tongue down her chest and to her belly button. She shuddered from my touch, and I heard her whimper quietly.
That was my girl.
I gripped her thighs and pulled her roughly back down to me, leveling her breasts to my mouth and latching on threw her sexy little bra.
I tugged and nipped at her nipples and rubbed her thighs lightly with my fingers.
"Edward, please," she whimpered. I looked up to see her pleading eyes.
I ground my teeth and ripped her bra off, sucking onto her skin. It always amazed me how wonderful her skin tasted to me, no matter how recently I had tasted it.
My hands reached around and under her thin panties. I hummed as I felt her soaking my fingers, while I had yet to touch her. I began to thrust my fingers inside her, and used my waist to add more force. She almost looked in pain as she came closer to the edge faster than I had ever brought her.
I pulled her over and let her straddle my waist, my fingers still thrusting into her. She moaned as I hit a new angle, and she arched forward toward me. I reached my other hand to rub her ass, until I got a wicked idea.
I let my hand spank her lightly just to see how she would react. Her legs tightened around my waist, and she whimpered.
I slapped her harder, creating a sound, and she began to tighten around my fingers. I smirked and brought my other hand back to reach for her clit.
I had hardly rubbed it when she came all over me.
She fell down on my chest with her eyes closed, and I stroked her hair.
Her breathing evened out, and I was pretty sure that she had fallen asleep, until she moved her head to look at me.
"That was amazing." She giggled.
"That was kind of the point," I said.
She licked her lips seductively. "Well, you expressed your point extremely well."
"And I plan to reciprocate tonight, so don't be too extraneous during practice."
"Yes, ma'am!" I assured her.
She scooted off, pulled her shirt on properly, and buttoned it up without the bra. That would be killing me all day.
I threw on my shirt and reached the door. The door was unlocked. I'd make sure to check next time that could've been disastrous.
I ran into the locker, happy cause I had made my girl cum, and because my best friend was back today. My parents loved my girlfriend, my girlfriend had practically moved into my apartment, and everything was perfect. Until I made it into the lockers to see Emmett standing angrily over his.
"Hey, dude, be happy. You're back!"
"Be happy? That douche bag Jacob comes back in two days, and the whole time is saying that because I'm going out with Rosalie, I'm a traitor who should be voted off the team!" Emmett growled. "They think I'm a traitor!"
"I'm sure that's not true," I assured him.
He slammed his locker door closed and pointed to it. "Really?"
The word 'traitor' was spray painted onto his locker in sloppy handwriting.
"Oh," I said. "Well, is it going to make much of a difference? I mean, you're not going to break up with her 'cause of it, right?"
"Over my dead body," he growled. "Never."
"Then suck it up. It'll die down soon enough," I reassured him, and we made our way to the field, where the rest of the team was already practicing.
They saw us and spilt away from us. "You're lucky, Edward," Emmett mumbled. "I like Rosalie, but I can't enjoy it cause of this. You still can. Savor it."
I looked up at him and saw the pain, sadness, and confliction in his eyes. He did like Rosalie, but in the process, it had cost him the closet thing he had to a family.
He might never come to regret being with Rosalie, but he would regret losing his family. I had to find a way to fix it.
"Fly ball!" I turned just in time to see the ball flying toward me and then a terrible pain appeared in my stomach making me fall over to the ground.
I clutched the side of my stomach and could see blood beginning to come out.
Then, I fainted.
Ok well there it is... I'm just going to leave it like that sorry for the cliffie :(
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