I didn't feel good the next morning. I know that I was so mad going to sleep, but deep in my mind, I was hoping Edward would show up in the middle of the night or be there when I woke up. So, the second that I had opened my eyes, everything that had happened last night came rushing back all at once. I knew that I was overreacting, but I couldn't help the way I felt. The more I thought about how jealous I was, the more I pictured Lauren attached to Edward's lip. I couldn't stop picturing them together. I pictured it so much, it was starting to make me nauseous.
I knew that I couldn't lay in bed all day, despite wanting to more then anything. Hoisting myself out of bed, I automatically felt disgusting. My make-up was caked all over my face, and I had to practically rip the elastic from my hair—it was knotted in there so bad. I hadn't bothered getting changed when I had gotten home, so I was still wearing my slinky black dress. I made no effort to change or even look in the mirror as I left my room. As I was walking slowly and heavy down the stairs, I realized that I had forgotten to put the television in my bedroom for Edward, like I had promised days ago.
My father was sitting at the breakfast table with a piece of toast in his hand as he read today's newspaper. "Morning Bells." He said into his coffee. When he looked up at me, he practically spit his coffee all over his plate. He started coughing frantically, and rubbing the hot coffee off of his chest that had spilled. "Rough night?" He asked, referring to my outfit, hair and makeup. I guess I looked as bad as I felt.
"Definitely." I sighed, looking into the fridge for something to eat. Nothing looked appetizing—not that I would be able to keep anything down anyway. So I shrugged my shoulders and grabbed a glass out of the cupboard and poured myself some orange juice.
"Want to talk about it?" Charlie asked when I sat down beside him at the kitchen table.
"Not really." I shrugged. "Boy problems."
"Boy problems? I didn't even know you were interested in boys, let alone seeing them." I shrugged. "Did he... hurt you Bella?"
"What?" I asked, dumb founded.
"You know you can tell me, if he... hurt you in anyway." I squinted my eyes up at my father as he was eyeballing me. He was profiling me. Trying to see if I was lying in anyway.
"No, for God sakes." I rolled my eyes, annoyed. I roughly pushed my chair out from the table and walked over to the sink, dumping what was left of my orange juice into the sink. "I'm going out for a bit."
"Alice called, just so you know." He hollered as I was walking up the stairs.
"I figured," I whispered under my breath.
I had a quick shower, not really washing myself as opposed to just standing under the hot spray. I couldn't find the energy that I needed to actually wash myself. When I was done, I towel dried myself and threw my hair up into a quick, messy, wet bun that sat floppily on the top of the head. I didn't care. I didn't care that since I didn't really dry my hair, that it was dripping down my back. I didn't bother to put on any make-up. I just didn't care. I dressed in a pair of black spandex and a baggy red sweater that covered all of my curves. I didn't care.
I wasn't sure what was wrong with me. I mean, up until last night, I guess I didn't even know how much Edward had actually meant to me. It's so ridiculous, because Edward wasn't my boyfriend. The only time, I had ever brought that up, he shut down on me completely, so it was never brought up again. I couldn't find it in myself to bring it up again, in case Edward shut down again, and I had no choice but to take him back. Take him back—I scoffed to myself. Like he was some dog from the pound.
On the way to Alice's. I kept replaying last nights event over and over in my head. What if Edward didn't even want to go with Lauren? But then I would think about how he was laughing with her. Nothing made since. Nothing could be justified. If he didn't want to go with her, why did he? Why didn't he want to spend time with me? Alice use to tell me I was boring? Maybe it was true. Maybe I really am boring.
By the time I had actually pulled into Alice's driveway I was a nervous wreck. I slowly excited the car, closing the heavy door behind me. I noticed Alice's car in the driveway, so I knew that she was home. I don't know what I would have done if she had been at Jasper's.
My feet dragged as I walked up the walk way, and up the step stairs. My arm heavily raised and my hand barely tapped the door in front of me. When the door pulled open, I wasn't surprised to see Alice standing there.
"Hi." I said simply. "Can I come in?"
"Sure, Bells." She smiled, and grabbed my arm, pulling me into the house. I followed her into the living room, where we sat on the couch. My head laying on her shoulder.
"Where's your mom?"
"She was called into work. Are you feeling better today?" Alice asked, pulling pieces of wet hair from my barrette and twirling them in her tiny finger.
I shrugged my shoulders. "Not really."
Alice sighed heavily before she pulled herself away from me and angled her body in front of mine. I sat up straight after I noticed the sincere expression on her face. This was serious. "We need to talk." She said simply.
"Oh, god. What happened?" Automatically my brain going to last nights event. Automatically I started thinking the worst. Edward wants Lauren. Alice talked to Edward after I left and he wants her.
"Oh, shh Bella. Nothing like that. But it's about Edward." She frowned.
"What?" My heart started to pound.
"When were you planning on telling me, you had a homeless boy—man, that you barely knew, living with you?"
"What?" I asked, caught off guard and completely dumbfounded. "How did you—"
Alice sighed before speaking. "It wasn't very hard to figure out. After last night, I offered to drive him home, except he kept arguing with me, that he would walk. Except he was suppose to live in Port A, which is a long ass drive. I couldn't really understand why he would want to walk when I would drive him. And then he says he'll just walk to your place. But your father would have been home. And Charlie doesn't know about Edward, not that he would let Edward in your house anyway. But I didn't say anything. I said okay, and let him walk. Except, he was going the wrong way. It just didn't make since to me. Finally, I just asked him."
"It all makes since. I remember him from Port A. The homeless guy. I remember him coming out of McDonald's after you. I remember the night we went shopping, and you wanted to go to the book store. The book store was closed, but I didn't say anything. And when we got back, you were crying. I remember Rose saying something about a disgusting homeless guy. I just remember. Why would you lie to me?"
"I don't know," I cried in frustration. "I guess I didn't think anybody would really understand what I saw in Edward. I didn't see him as homeless, he was just a guy. Who was nice to me. Who was cute..."
"You let him live with you because he was cute? Bella, that's so incredibly dangerous."
"I know that and no, that's not why. You weren't there. You don't understand. Remember that really big snow storm we had a couple weeks ago?" Alice nodded timidly. "I had already knew a lot about Edward before then, well enough anyway. We were getting really close. Well anyway, I found him Alice. He was practically frozen to the ground. I remember having to practically rip his body off of the ground. He was frozen to it! I couldn't just leave him there. The weather was just going to get worse too. I didn't do it for charity or because I felt bad. I did it because I liked him, and I cared for him. And I didn't want to see him dead or hurt. And I couldn't just sleep in my warm bed and warm house every night while he was freezing to death outside. I couldn't do it..." I trailed off.
"Whoa," was all Alice said.
"I know." I sighed and frowned down at my shirt sleeve. I started to nervously play with the hem of it. "I'm sorry I didn't tell you. To be honest, I wasn't worried about telling you. I was worried about telling Rose. I can only picture her judging him and I didn't like that. I was scared if I told you, you might tell her."
"I wouldn't tell Rose if you didn't want me too."
"I know that now. I'm sorry." I frowned. "Are we okay, Alice?"
Smile beamed. "Of course we are."
"Good. But um... where's Edward?"
"At Jasper's. I couldn't take him home," Alice laughed at the wording. "And I wasn't going to leave him on the streets."
"Is he mad at me?"
"Not that I know of."
"Did you talk to him about last night?"
"Sort of. He said he wasn't doing anything with her. He said when he came back, you were gone."
I rolled my eyes. "Well, obviously. He was gone for like an hour. Did he really expect me to wait for him, while him and Lauren flirted."
"Maybe you should talk to him. I'm going to Jasper's. Do you want to come with?"
I nodded. Alice took a little while to get ready, doing her hair and makeup perfectly for Jasper. I sat on the end of the bed, watching her as she did so. We talked nonchalantly about non-important stuff like homecoming. "Do you plan on asking Edward?"
I shrugged my shoulder. "Think he'll forgive me for last night?"
Alice laughed. "I think so. Bella, I don't think you see what I see. Last night, the way he was looking at you. I can tell he truly cares. Why do you doubt him so much?"
"I don't know. Maybe for the same reason he doubts me?" I said out loud but mostly to myself.
"What do you mean?" Alice asked, as she pulled her pink blouse over her head.
"I don't know. Something happened to Edward's parents. I'm not sure what, he doesn't trust me enough yet to tell me. But I'm sure it was bad. Bad enough for Edward not to easily trust people. A month or so ago, I had asked Edward what we were. But he got all defensive and mad at me for bringing it up and fucking everything up. He had thought everything was good between us and didn't want to put a label on it. But he said something that really stuck, and made me really concerned. Maybe it's why I kept going back? I don't know..."
"What did he say, Bella?" Alice asked, coming over and sitting beside me on her bed.
"He said 'everybody leaves.'" I dazed off, remembering that day. The look in his eyes, as he did so and told me to leave him alone. The sound of his voice when I had brought it up. "I think maybe... I feel like that. I mean, it took me forever to open up to you about my mom. She didn't technically leave me, well, she did. But she didn't mean too. It wasn't her choice. And I was mad at her for leaving me with a man I didn't know for a very long time after it happened."
"Do you know when Edward became homeless?" Alice enquired.
I shrugged my shoulders. "He said five months, I think. That was like two months ago now though."
"Do you think his parents died? Or they really left him?"
"I don't know? Who leaves their sixteen year old kid, to live on the streets." I pondered. I would have been homeless if I didn't have Charlie. I wouldn't of had anywhere to live. I mean, I would have been stuck with foster care until I was eighteen, but who really wanted that?
"You should talk to him, Bells."
"I plan too. Are you finished getting ready yet?"
Alice giggled and nodded her head. "Yes, I just gotta brush my teeth first and we're good to go. Do you wanna go warm my car up and I'll be right down?"
I nod and grab the keys from her hand that she holding out for me to take.
On the way to Jasper's, I am feeling 100% better about the whole situation. I'm glad Alice had figured out on her own that Edward was homeless, because if she hadn't of, I'm not sure what I would have told her, or how to go about it. But overall, I'm glad she knows everything now and that I'm able to talk to her about it, and how complicated it is. I also feel good about the Edward situation because Alice had said he didn't do anything with Lauren. And that he came back to look for me, so at least he was thinking of me. I know that there is a lot of stuff that needs to be communicated between me and Edward for things to work out—even if we are just friends. And if we are just friends, I need to know that. So I can be his friend, and not expect anything more from him. I just need to know.
The drive to Jasper's only takes a couple minutes because Fork's is a small town and there are only a couple roads. But even though Jasper's house isn't that far from Alice's, it feels long because I'm dreading the talk with Edward. I'm hoping he isn't mad at me for leaving him stranded last night. I'm hoping he doesn't think I abandoned him, especially when things were going so good. I also hope he is still able to trust me and that maybe he will be able to open up about his parents.
Alice doesn't knock when we get to the front door, instead she just opens the door. Something I would never have the guts to do. I give her a noticeable look. She just shrugs her shoulders. "His parents aren't home."
"How do you know?" I raise a brow. And Alice points to the driveway. Only Jasper's green car is parked there. Alice giggles as I shake my head.
"Jasperrrrrrrrr." Alice sings, as I shut the door behind me. A lump starts to form in my throat. I'm anxious and nervous to see Edward. "Baaabbbby. I'm here. Where the fuck are you?"
"Sleeping?" I suggested.
Alice shrugs her shoulders. "Probably. Let's goooo." She laughs, pulling my arm up the stairs. "Jasper Whitlock, if you are sleeping, you're in for a big surprise." Alice giggles, as she pushes his bedroom door open. The room is silent except for the snoring echos that fill it. I notice a mop of auburn hair sticking up from the sleeping bag on the floor. Alice giggles and jumps onto Jasper's bed, immediately jumping onto his back and kissing his neck. I giggle as Jasper groggily wakes up and pushes Alice's wet kisses away from his face.
"What time is it?" Jasper asks with a yawn.
"Um... 9." I smile, and Jasper notices me standing awkwardly in the doorway. He nods an acknowledgement towards me and turns his gaze back to Alice.
"What the hell are you getting me up so early for?" He laughs, biting the crease of her neck. Alice squeals, which causes Edward to stir awake.
Edward mumbles in his sleep before sitting up. The sleeping bag falls from his chest, so I am able to see his chest and stomach. I swallow hard, thinking that I've been sleeping next to this boy for so many days now and I have yet to do anything about it. He's beautiful.
Edward scratches the back of his head and yawns, before he gaze shifts to me and he freezes. I offer a timid wave and he returns the gesture. I motion for him to follow me out of the room and he nods, grabbing a grey shirt from beside his sleeping bag and quickly putting it over his body. I leave the room with Edward in tow, while Alice is squealing her head off as Jasper bites her neck and offers her wet kisses.
Jasper's hall isn't very long but it feels long because Edward is walking beside me and we have yet to say a word. It's so incredibly awkward and quiet and I have no idea where to start. I stop when we get into the living room. Jasper's living room is much like my own. A couch is facing the fireplace with a coffee table separating the two. A deer head is hanging out from the wall above the mantle while family pictures of Jasper's family are hung all over the walls.
I take a seat on the couch, and Edward sits beside me. It doesn't go unnoticed, that he is sitting quite the distance away from me. "We need to talk." I said simply.
"I know." Edward says.
"Um, I don't know where to start..."
"You don't need to start anything. I'll talk. I need to explain." I nod quietly but don't say anything. "Last night was a big mistake. Nothing happened with that girl..."
"Lauren." I said stupidly. And inwardly roll my eyes.
"Lauren." Edward frowns. "Nothing happened with Lauren. She tried to get me to come dance with her but I declined. I said no a bunch of times, but she wouldn't take no for an answer. I told her I needed to get back to my... friend." I frown at the way he says friend. "And when she asked who that was, I told her. And she started to call you a bunch of bad names."
I grimaced, embarrassed. It was one thing to say shit to my face about me. But to tell Edward? A boy that I liked and wanted to like me back. I didn't want what Lauren had to say about me to effect any of that. "What did she call me?" I asked.
"It doesn't matter. They were bad names. And I didn't like them one bit. I didn't like her calling you names like that."
"But you were laughing." I add.
"Okay. Look..." Edward takes a deep breath before he begins. "She asked me to dance. I said no. She asked me again and I said no. She started to drag me onto the dance floor, except I pulled back. She started going on and on about shit I didn't care about. I'm serious Bella. She was annoying as fuck and I tried to slip away, a bunch of times. But her voice got louder and louder. She had actually took the drink from my hand, which had actually contained a bit more alcohol then needed." Edward smirked. "I guess it burned pretty bad going down because she was spitting and coughing. It was funny as hell. That's the only time I laughed. And then when I told her I needed to get back to you, because you were waiting for me she started calling you names. I got mad, said some shit I probably shouldn't have and I stormed off. When I went back to the stairs you were gone." I frowned. "I finally found Alice. She said you left and you were mad, and then she found out everything. And I didn't know what to do... so here I am."
I frown down at my lap. Everything that he said made since. I remember seeing Lauren take a cup from his hand. I remember Edward laughing. "I guess, it was all just a big... misunderstanding then." I sigh and force a smile.
"I'm sorry if I hurt you. I would never leave you for another girl. Bella, you practically saved my life. You're letting me live with you. You're taking care of me."
"Is that the only reason you stick around? For a place to live?" It sounds harsh, and the moment it leaves my mouth, I automatically regret it. Edward's eyes go wide and I can tell he's taken back by my comment as well. "I'm sorry. That was harsh. I'm just..." I don't know. Confused?
"I'm not staying with you for that. Fuck, Bella. I'm not with you for convenience. I'd much rather be on the street."
"Why?" I ask, dumbfounded.
"Because, this..." He motions his hands in the air between us. "What's going on with us, makes it a lot more complicated, with me living with you. I mean, shit like last night goes down and where do I go? I'm stuck in a town, I don't know. No way back to Port Angeles. I mean... I love being with you and staying with you, but sometimes it's just hard. And I don't want to lose you Bella. You are, and I mean this with everything, the most important person in my life. Not because you take care of me, and I live in your home. Because you beautiful and perfect and you care about me. And I trust you."
I know that my face is turning red, and I can't help the smile that spreads to my face. He thinks I'm beautiful? He trusts me? Ahhhhhh.
"I... I don't know what to say."
"I wasn't lying when I told you, I liked you Bella. I do like you, more then you'll ever know."
"I...I think I know." I smile.
"I know that we have a lot of learning to do about each other. I know that we have a hell of a lot more talking to do. But I also know that you mean the world to me. And I don't want to lose you."
"I don't want to lose you either." I whisper timidly.
"AWWWWW!" I hear from hallway, which causes me to laugh. "Do you hear that Jasper? He loves her." I giggle and Edward chuckles and pulls me close to his side, kissing my forehead gently. I close my eyes at the touch of his cold lips and lean into him. I've missed this. A whole night without him, was hell.
"Go away Alice." I laugh.
"We'll talk tonight, okay?" Edward whispers into my ear and I nod against his shoulder.
"Why can't you ever be that romantic?" Alice scoffs as her and Jasper walk into the living room.
"I'm romantic." Jasper argues.
"When? That time you gave me a birthday card and signed it as 'happy birthday. Have a good one champ.' Yes, so romantic Jasper."
The rest of the day was spent, sitting in front of the television watching movies. Edward and I were cuddled on the couch, while Alice sat on Jasper on the chair opposite the couch. In between movies, we had reruns of old shows playing in the background as we talked. We giggled and laughed and told funny stories. I couldn't remember a time, I was this happy before. For once, I wasn't the third wheel or filth wheel. I had Edward. And when I got tired, because of the lack of sleep last night, Edward pulled me deeper into his chest and eventually I fell asleep against his body, listening to this heartbeat.
When I woke up, the room was dark and the light from the television was illuminating the room. I yawned and pushed myself closer into Edward who was twirling a piece of my hair around his finger. When I looked up at him from the nook of his arm, his gaze was completely focused on the television. Apparently they had put some movie on while I slept. It didn't look interesting so I focused my gaze back on Edward who had realized I was staring at him. He smiled down at me, causing me to smile up at him. I was hoping the darkness of the room hid my red cheeks, at him catching me staring at him.
"Hi." I whispered with quiet giggle.
"Hi beautiful." He smiled, and kissed my forehead. "How was your nap?"
"Good," I grinned. "How's the movie?"
"A lot less interesting, if you were watching it with me."
"Well, I'm up now." I smiled.
"That you are."
"Do you want to head home soon, so we can... uh... talk?" I ask nonchalantly.
"Do you want to go home? We can stay for a bit if you want. I'm not going anywhere."
"Well, we don't have to leave yet." I yawn and pull myself closer into his chest. A small shiver escapes me.
"Are you cold?" He asks, concern on his face. I nod and he begins to rub my bare arms and pulls me tightly against him.
When the movie finishes, Jasper turns the lights back on. We all stretch as we stand. It's cold now that I'm not cuddled against Edward and that I don't have his body to keep me warm, but I remind myself that we are going home, where we can continue cuddling.
Alice gives Jasper a long passionate kiss at the doorway, as me and Edward walk out in the cold, hand and hand. The car ride back to Alice's is mostly spent in silence. I'm thinking about how perfect this evening was, even when it didn't exactly start out so good this morning. I'm thinking about how perfect Edward and our talk was, and how he finally admitted that he could trust me. Maybe we weren't boyfriend and girlfriend, but for right now, I didn't care. Because I believe him when he says, I'm the only girl for him. And that he would never leave me for another girl. I believe that I mean the world to him, because I have no reason not too.
When we arrive at Alice's, I say a quick goodbye and give my best friend a hug goodbye as I get into my truck. Edward says a goodbye to her too, and I back out of her driveway. The drive is silent, because I am mostly concentrating on the rain that keeps splattering on my windshield, making it difficult to see. When I pull up to my driveway, I notice that Charlie is home.
"Shit." I mumble.
"What do I do?" Edward asks, genuinely concerned.
"Um, wait like 3 minutes and come out back. There's a tree in the backyard that goes to my room. When Alice spends the night, she sneaks out that way to go see Jasper."
"Okay," Edward says.
"Just be quiet, please." I whisper, shutting my truck door behind me.
In the house Charlie is watching some sort of sports game on the television. There are two beers on the coffee table and one in his hand. No surprise there. I shrug my jacket off and throw it into the closet, not bothering to hang it up. I do the same for my boots.
"Hi, dad. What's on?" I ask, even though I couldn't be the least bit interested.
"Oh." I say, "Well, I'm going to go to bed now."
"Wai—, hold on there Missy." He says, turning the volume of the game down and focusing his attention on me. "Where were you all night?"
"Jasper's with Alice."
"Whitlock?" I nod, "You know, I don't like that Jasper kid."
"I know dad." I roll my eyes and cross my arms over my chest. I tap my foot anxiously, knowing that Edward is waiting for me to unlock the window hatch upstairs.
"Why were you with him?"
"Because Alice is dating him."
"Why is a nice girl like Alice, dating such a trouble maker." Charlie ponders.
"He isn't a trouble maker dad, he was caught speeding...once."
"You better not be speeding, Missy."
"I'm not dad," I giggle as he questions me.
"Did you do your homework?"
"Yes, dad." I smirk.
"Can I go to bed now?" My foot taps harder and faster.
"Sure. Night kiddo."
"Nigh—", I start to say, but he cuts me off.
"Wait. You seem happier. Did you resolve your boy problems?"
I nod and smile. "Yes, all fixed now."
"Good. Am I ever going to meet this boy?"
"Maybe someday," I giggle. "Anyway, I'm beat. See you in the morning. Night dad."
I'm laughing to myself as I practically run up the stairs. I close my bedroom door behind me, making sure that it is locked before I run over to the window. Edward is sitting on the tree branch, waiting for me. I laughed as I unlocked the hatch and pulled the window open. "Sorry, dad wouldn't stop talking."
"You know it's cold out here, right?" Edward smirks. "And your neighbours could have seen me. That'll be something if they decide to call the cops. 'Hello, Charlie Swan. I just seen a mysterious boy break into your house. He's wearing all black.' That'll make a very good first impression." Edward laughs as he climbs into the window and kicks off his shoes.
"I missed you." I smile grabbing him and pulling him tightly to my body.
"You just seen me... like five seconds ago."
"I know. But I missed you."
"I missed you too," Edward laughs. I look up at him from his chest. His gaze is intense while his eyes shift from my eyes to my lips. I do the same, shifting my gaze between his eyes and his lips. I inch myself closer by standing on my tip-toes and he brings his face to match mine. We kiss slowly, but feverishly. My hands immediately go to his hair, pulling him closer to me. Soon, the kiss ends and I'm feeling a little bit light-headed. "We should talk," Edward smiles, pulling me onto the bed. I sit cross legged between his legs on the bed
Edward is quiet for a moment. At this point, I don't think he is going to say a word. He is just staring down at my legs. He traces the hem on my yoga pants and takes a deep breath before speaking. "My parents died in a fire."
"What?" I say dumbfounded. I wasn't expecting that. "I don't..." I don't know what to say?
"The nights kind of blurry I guess. There was this party, I wanted to go too. My parents didn't want me to go. We got into this huge fight, and my parents just told me to leave because it was easier then arguing with me I guess. I know that they were fed up with my attitude, and all that shit. But I left anyway. I had actually taken my baby sister with me to this party. Anyway the whole night is fucked up. I got really fucked up..."
"Drugs?" I ask.
"Does that make you not like me?"
I shake my head no, because at this point, nothing would make me not like him. "Well, I get really fucked up. I don't even know why. I ditch my baby sister. Anyway, I passed out in the ditch across the street and when I woke up, the party had been raided by the cops. I guess my baby sister... had been... raped and found a way to call the cops. I had been so fucked up, I didn't even know this."
"Edward..." I start to say but nothing comes out. What am I suppose to say?
"I'm not done. At the time, I don't know any of this. I'm walking home, hung-over as shit. And the cops stop me and ask me to get in. At first, I think I'm in trouble, but then they tell me what happened."
"About your sister?"
Edward shakes his head. "My house burnt down."
"Oh my god..."
"My parents died. I guess the fire fighters or whoever were first at the scene didn't understand because the fire was in the attic, and they would have been able to get out if they smelt the smoke, but for some reason they didn't. So they died, and I became so fucking numb it was unreal. I mean, everything after that was a blur. Me and my sister were put in a foster home, at first we were together. At this time, I didn't even know about the rape. We switched schools and left the town we were living in to live with our new fosters parents. They were okay—not as bad as you hear about. Finally, I had gotten a hold of one of my friends back home. People were avoiding me, because apparently since my sister had called the cops, I was a rat too. But my bud, he had told me what had happened." Edward laughed humorlessly. "And I flew at my sister. I got so mad at her. Why wouldn't she tell me? We got into a huge fight."
"You don't need to tell me, Edward." I knew that his story was going to end bad, I mean, I knew he was homeless and I just had a feeling, it would end so bad. I was scared for him to tell me. I was scared about how he would react, and I wouldn't know what to do. I was scared for him, having to relive this over.
"It's okay. I'm fine." Edward gulped loudly, and silent tears started to fall from his eyes. "After mine and my sisters fight, my foster dad was pretty pissed at me. I started a fight with him. Fuck, I was so angry, looking back. I had actually swung at him. And then they wanted me to leave. So, I left. I tried to get Kate to come with me, but she said I couldn't protect her and she didn't trust me enough to leave with me. After all, I should have been protecting her at that party. If I was, it wouldn't have happened... So I was like, whatever, fuck you and I left. I was actually gone for a couple weeks, when I had finally cooled off enough to come back home. Anyway, when I came back, my foster parents had told me that Kate had killed herself. Hung herself in the basement."
"Oh my god." I breathed.
"I never went back." Edward cried, "I—I couldn't."
"Oh my god," was all I manged to say. I didn't know what to say? I couldn't imagine going through all that. I didn't even want too. I didn't want to think about all the hurt Edward burdened. I just wanted the pain to be gone. I wanted it wiped from his face. I didn't want to see him cry. I just needed it to be gone...
I crawled on my knees and wrapped my arms around Edward's neck as tight as I could. I began to kiss his forehead, like he does to me. I kissed his head and his check and his eyes and his nose and his neck, and his lips. I was holding on for dear life, but it didn't seem tight enough. I couldn't get close enough to him. I wrapped both of my legs around legs waist and pulled him to me.
I cradled his face in my chest and kissed his head over and over again. Eventually he started to kiss my chest, my neck and gripped my hips tightly. I tried to kiss his lips, but for some reason, he wouldn't let me. He pushed me onto my back and held my hands above my head and began to bite and nip at my neck. I moaned at the sensation. I wanted to kiss him, badly but he wouldn't let me. So I pushed my crotch against his roughly, and he moaned against my neck. When he finally let go of my wrists, so that he could hold my waist and bring it closer to his, I grabbed his face and started to kiss him. I kissed him as hard as I could. I opened his mouth with my tongue and pulled roughly at his hair, while he rubbed his area against mine.
I reached for the hem of his shirt, and roughly pulled it off of him. He stopped the contact for a second, so that he could pull it off. He, then started to tug at my sweater, and I knew that it was time to come off. I sat up, so that he could pull the sleeve off, and when I was free from the sweater to lay back down, Edward looked at me—his gaze didn't leave my eyes, as he brought one hand down to cup my breasts and I arched my back to meet him. I pulled at his hair and brought his face closer to mine. And we kissed like that for a while.
Edward had eventually stopped grinding himself against me. He used his arm to hold himself above me. Our bodies weren't touching, we were just kissing. Finally our kissing started to slow, until it came to an halt. Edward got off of me, and I snuggled into his side. He rubbed circles on my back while I played with his belly hair. We laid like that for a long time, and eventually we fell asleep, on the opposite side of the bed.
A/N: I am SO happy with this chapter. Drama, and fluff. God, I've realized that I'm not so cynical when it comes to stories anymore. I actually enjoy fluff. God, I love Edward and Bella.
Maybe this isn't the best chapter? I'm not sure, you tell me. I've actually worked on this for like 6 hours straight tonight. I wasn't going to stop until I finished this chapter. I wanted to post it for you guys because I've been getting a lot of emails about when I plan on updating this story again. So, I'm so incredibly sorry for grammar and spelling. I just wanted to post this! I'd also like to say, I made this pretty long for you guys because I'm not sure when I'll be updating again. I didn't plan on updating this story. I couldn't really get into the characters anymore. I guess I didn't have any interests. But tonight, I decided to read this story from the start, and then everything just went together. Hopefully, I'll be updating very soon for you guys because I really enjoy these two characters together!
Leave me lots of reviews because this was a bitch to write! I hope you guys like this chapter though!