I'm evil; it's been forever since I updated any of my fics.
I'm trying, though. Honestly. Here's the next installment. It was sort of rushed, so I hope it doesn't suck too badly.
Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight, any of the characters in Twilight, or anything related to the books and/or movies. If I did, I would be way too busy- doing dirty things with the Cullen boys- to sit down at my laptop and write this story. The scenes, characters, and general plot ideas that I did borrow from Stephenie Meyer have been revamped to fit my story.
Chapter Eleven: Who's For Dinner?
"Bella, you look fine. Stop worrying," I said for what had to be the fifth time. She was just so damn nervous about meeting Carlisle and Esme. I had felt guilty earlier for bringing her home without telling her our secret, but I was glad that she didn't know yet. If she knew, she'd be even more of a wreck. I couldn't handle that. I barely got through the day as it was.
To say that Bella had acted differently after I told her that I wanted her to meet my parents was the understatement of the century. We had barely touched all day; she had barely even spoken to me. Don't get me wrong, I was fine without the touching. Bella was more than that to me, but I did like the talking. I liked knowing what she was thinking and feeling.
Alice and Rosalie had stolen her away at lunch, chatting excitedly about our budding relationship and her meeting our parents. That only managed to make her move nervous and suspicious. Especially when Alice had explained to her that she had packed an extra change of clothes for Bella to wear to dinner tonight. My sister was a freak.
I was just glad that she had her last two classes of the day with Jasper. He was able to keep her from going catatonic in the hallways. As soon as I was out of my French class, I rushed to her and pulled her with me to the Jeep. Alice had broken into it and left Bella's outfit for tonight. I just had to get her away for awhile before dinner, though. I knew that she needed a little time to relax.
"We have three hours, babe. Where do you want to go?" I asked, starting the engine and backing out of my parking space. I saw my brothers and sisters in the rearview mirror, watching us as Edward explained my thoughts to the others.
"Let's just go back to my house for awhile, Emmett. My dad has to work late at the station, and it'll give me enough time to make his dinner and leave him a note so that he knows where I am and doesn't freak out," she said. She was playing with the strap of her backpack, not meeting my gaze so I reached over and put her hand into mine.
That was how my afternoon was spent, trying to comfort and relax Bella. When we got to her house, she led me upstairs to her room without a word and we just lay there for over an hour. We just stared at each other, leaving a soft touch or kiss on the other one every once in awhile but nothing too heavy. She needed to see that this was more than that to me.
I almost told her about fifty times, but I kept chickening out. She wouldn't trust me if she knew the truth about me. She would scream, run from my arms and kick me out of her life. I couldn't risk it, not when I was just meeting her and getting to know her. After awhile Bella sat up, placed a kiss on my lips, and stood from the bed. I helped her make her father dinner, enough to have leftovers for the next couple of days. Then she shooed me into the living room so she could get ready.
I hadn't seen what Alice had gotten for Bella to wear tonight. To say I was stunned would have been an understatement. When Bella walked down from her bedroom, she was wearing the same silver flats she had worn to school today but everything else was different. She was now donning a pair of black leggings under a silver-blue spaghetti strap dress that stopped at her knees. She stopped at the bottom of the stairs and held up a silver cardigan to me.
As I helped her into it, I leaned into her and placed a soft kiss on her shoulder. "You are so beautiful, Bella." My compliment was rewarded by a slow blush creeping into Bella's face as she turned to face me. I had to take a step back, the scent of blood rushing to her face causing me to grasp at whatever control I had left.
That was half an hour ago, and now we were sitting in the Jeep again outside of my house. She wasn't ready to walk in yet, so I just parked the car and left it running for her.
"What if they don't like me? What if they think outfit looks too slutty? I can't believe your sister would pick out a spaghetti strap dress for me to wear to meet your parents! What was she thinking?!" She was having a mini freak-out, so I did the only thing I could think of. I pulled her out of her seat and into my lap before kissing her soundly, swallowing her further protests.
Our kiss turned heated quickly, Bella's hands grasping my sweatshirt and pulling me flush against her. She maneuvered her body so that she was straddling me. This was becoming my favorite position for her to be in on my lap. I could feel her pressed against me, and I knew that she could feel me as well. She groaned and pulled away from the kiss, panting for breath as I nuzzled my face into her neck.
"You don't look slutty. You look absolutely gorgeous. And Alice was probably thinking of paying me back for any pranks I've ever pulled on her in the past, because it is going to be physically impossible for me to keep my hands off of you all night in front of my parents. I'm going to be in a constant state of arousal because of you," I admitted. I wasn't worried about being forward with Bella, because I knew that if anyone could handle me and my mouth it was her.
She giggled at me before moving off my lap and back into the passenger seat of the vehicle. "You're not the only one, you know. It's just easier for me to hide it," she teased before opening the door and hopping out of the vehicle.
If she only knew.
Like the little bitch that I'm turning into, I got out of the car and followed Bella up to the porch of my house. We walked in and immediately heard laughing coming from the kitchen. I didn't even want to know what they were laughing at. Edward had either read my thoughts or Jasper had felt how tense and turned on I was. Assholes.
I led Bella through the foyer toward the laughter of my family. I smirked when I noticed that she was staring around her in awe. None of us had ever had anyone into our home, so I wasn't sure what the reaction would be. I guess I wasn't really surprised, though. We were definitely not shy about living an extravagant lifestyle. Carlisle was an amazing doctor and did well for himself. It also didn't hurt that Alice always knew which stocks to invest in and which scratch-off lottery cards to purchase.
"Bella?" I whispered as she slowed down and started turning around to take in all the rooms nearby. I saw her pause to try and look downstairs into the basement. That was my sanctuary; of course she would be able to pick it out of all the other rooms.
"Emmett, I knew that your family was well off, but I didn't know you were the next thing next to the Kennedys!" she yelled and whispered all at once. Nervous Bella was so cute. She had this glow about her because she was excited but it was quickly being overtaken by the familiar blush that I was falling in love with.
"We're not that rich, Bella. Carlisle's a great surgeon; he's good at saving and investing. Esme's parents were very wealthy and left her a lot of money. Combining that together has added up over the years," I explained our familiar back story to her. "They are normal parents, Bella."
"That doesn't help either," she mumbled under her breath. I placed my hand on the small of her back and led her towards the kitchen. I paused for a moment by the entrance to the basement. She raised an eyebrow at me.
"I'll show you downstairs later. You'll be spending a lot of time there with me," I whispered into her ear as I flicked my tongue out and caught her earlobe. Although she did shudder, she didn't miss a beat with her response.
"Janitor closets and basements, huh? You sure know how to show a girl a good time," she teased. She wasn't fooling anyone, though. Her arms wrapped around my waist as she snuggled into my side with a sigh. God, it was pathetic how content we were near each other.
"I haven't heard any complaints from you," I replied back.
"Yet," she continued our verbal foreplay.
"You are so being punished for that later," I said with a drop in my voice. It was becoming huskier as I could smell the familiar scent of her reaction to my closeness. Like the outfit wasn't bad enough.
"Emmett?!" Esme's voice floated from the kitchen. "Is that you out there?!" She knew it was me. This was her way of telling me to stop teasing my girlfriend and to move our asses into the kitchen because she was extremely excited to meet Bella. She was normally the most patient of all of us but not recently. She was happy that I had finally found someone to spend my time with. Even if she was human and I could kill her with barely a touch.
"We're coming," I bellowed back. If only. I heard Edward chuckle from the kitchen. Nosey asshole.
Bella trudged along with me toward my family. She had already won over my brothers and sisters; they were the difficult ones. Carlisle and Esme already loved her like one of their own but I hadn't told her that. I couldn't afford to freak her out anymore than she already was and was going to be.
We walked into the open area to see Alice and Rosalie chopping vegetables to throw into a salad at our counter. Esme must have cleaned up in here this morning, because our kitchen usually gathered a lot of dust. The only time anyone ever used it was to fuck on the previously mentioned counter top. It was usually Alice and Jasper when they got back from a hunt.
Carlisle and Esme were standing close together near the entrance, obviously waiting anxiously for me to bring in the human. It felt like I was feeding her to the wolves… but not quite.
"Mom, Dad, this is Bella," I introduced. She still had her arms wrapped around my waist and I looked down at her with a huge dumbass smile on my face. I could see Edward and Jasper smirking out of the corner of my eye. Fuckers.
Esme rushed toward us- the whole three foot distance- and immediately enveloped us in her arms. She could barely even reach around me alone, but she managed to gather us both up. Carlisle approached behind her, shaking his head at her antics.
"It's so nice to meet you, Bella! My kids have all been going on about how great you are," she said with an excited trill to her voice. Oh God. "Especially this one here," she said with a finger pointed toward me.
"Thank you, Mrs. Cullen. I think very fondly of all of them as well," Bella said politely. Her right arm dropped from my waist so that she could return Esme's hug. And before I knew it, she was yanked away from me and further into the kitchen.
"Why don't you boys go out into the living room and talk while we get everything ready for dinner?" Esme suggested. We all knew it was more of a command, though. She wanted to get to speak with Bella, but she was trying to make her more comfortable and less on display.
"Sure thing," I said. I gently caught Bella's wrist and pulled her back to me so I could drop a kiss on the top of her head. "See you in a few," I whispered. I smiled before turning, knowing that I had caused a fresh round of blush on her skin.
Jasper and Edward were both by my side while we followed Carlisle out of the kitchen. I wasn't looking at Bella, but I could sense her movements while they were happening.
"Oh, please let me help!" she said excitedly as she reached out to grab a knife off the counter. She started to chop something but the knife slipped. "Ouch!"
Before I could even smell the blood, I saw Jasper tense and turn toward my new human girlfriend.