Hey guys, thank you for all the support for the story. I felt this story had be cursed for a long time as so many things have happened, and not good stuff, since I started it. I know it's stupid but I've grown up a lot since I started Speak and I feel ready to finish. My goal is to get this story finished by February at the least. I have a wonderful beta (who i can not name at the moment and have forgot to ask her about it), and a pre-reader Dinia Steel who just had two books published, you can go to amazon and check out her work :-). So a huge thank you to both of them. I do read very review, you have no idea how excited I get when I read one. I'm sorry if I have not replied yet, I will.

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Bella moved back to Forks after her daughter Leah was held hostage for two days and has not spoken since. They moved next door to Edward and his son. Edward did not get to see his son until he was almost six months old and he's still in contact with Anthony's mother but does not let her see him. Leah has formed a bond with Edward and Anthony and Edward had in instinct attraction to Bella; however, Bella wants to focus on her daughter. Edward, Emmett and Jasper had travelled back to Phoenix where the discovered that Rose had been in abusive relationship.

Speak chapter 13

'You want to grab a drink while we wait for Emmett," he said, changing the subject.

I looked up at him as he titled his head towards the bar across the street.

"Sure," I replied. I could have really used a drink after the day I'd had.

I paid my bill, sent Bella another text, and followed Jasper towards the bar.


"So, you and Bella seem to be getting along," Jasper stated.

His comment didn't surprise me. We had been in the bar for about an hour, and Jasper had been dodging around, talking about Bella since we had gotten there. I was not going to give him anything unless he asked. We weren't friends. There was something about him that I didn't like. My gut told me that it had something to do with Bella, and I was not sure how much I wanted to know about them. The thought of him with her made my blood boil.

"Yeah, we are." I looked back at the singer on the stage. Her voice was raspy and beautiful as she sang one of Adele's songs in perfect key. The bar was busy but not overcrowded. The smell of onion rings hung in the air and made me think of my parents 4th of July parties.

"Look, here's the thing-"

I knew this was coming, so I looked him in the eye and listened to what he had to say. I knew there wasn't anything he could say that would change my mind about Bella.

"-I've known Bella for a very long time. I was there when Jake died, when Leah was born, and when she met James. I was there through it all. I'm very protective of her and Leah. They are family."

He said the last sentence slowly, making sure I understood him clearly, and I did. If Bella asked me to stay away then I would, but she's the only one that could do that.

"Well, I'm not going anywhere until she orders me to, and the same goes for Leah," I replied, hoping that I made myself clear and then he would back off.

"Bella would never do that. She's too polite." He huffed before he stood up and walked to the bar. I knew he wasn't happy with my answer, but he'd just have to get used to it.

My mood picked up when my phone vibrated in my pocket. It was a picture of Anthony in his underwear holding a large chocolate cake in his hands. He looked so proud and so happy. When I tried to cook with him a couple of years ago, he wasn't very interested in making food, just eating it; therefore, I thought that he didn't share my love of cooking. But looking at his face in that picture told me a different story. Maybe he was just too young before. I made a mental note to spend some time teaching him the basics to see how he felt about it. I quickly texted Bella back and set the picture as my wallpaper.

"I thought we could get something harder to drink," Jasper said and placed a tray with six tequila shots, limes, and salt in front of me.


"Yep, you've had tequila before, haven't you?"

I nodded my head and picked one up.


"You don't know you're beautiful, oh oh.

That's what makes you beautiful."

I took a bow and stumbled off the stage where Jasper handed me another drink.

"Okay, if I win this one, you have to go up there and sing whatever song I pick," I slurred at Jasper.

He stood in front of me; his blond hair looked wild and untamed. His smug smile made me laugh loudly. I'm not sure what had happened over the last five, six hours or two hours. But my hatred for this guy had gone, and I was actually having fun, beating his ass at pool.

"Fine, and if I win, you have to get that girl over there-" he pointed towards a blonde at the main bar- "to buy the next round."

"Ah, easy." I moved through the crowd to the girl and squeezed my way between the girl and her friends. I turned to face the girl, resting my elbow on the bar.

"Hello." I gave her what my sister said was my panty dropping smile. "How are you?"

The blonde laughed. She was very tall for a woman and had the biggest tits I'd ever seen. I tried to be the gentleman that my mother raised, but I couldn't take my eyes away from there. Her top did not hide them very well; they were just sitting there whispering, "Edward, touch me, Edward, look at me."

"Your tits are so huuugge." I held my hand out. They wanted me to touch them, just a little touch, a little squeeze. I went to rest my foot on the stool she was sitting on, so I could get closer to them. However, I misjudged the distance and my foot slipped, so I ended up on the floor with my head in between her legs.

"Fuck," I mumbled.

The girl yelled and moved away. I could feel my body falling. I closed my eyes, ready for the impact to the floor, but it never came.

"Woo, you okay?" Jasper helped me up, and I sat on the stool that the blonde had since left.

"I think I've had a bit too much to drink," I chuckled.

"Yeah, we didn't even play the next game," he laughed. "Guess you don't drink much?"

"No, I've got Anthony to look after." Anthony, Bella, shit I had forgotten all about them.

"Shit." I rubbed the back of my neck. How had that happened? "I need to take a piss," I mumbled before making my way outside.

It took me a couple of minutes of trying to read my phone, but I managed to call Bella.


I felt my body relax when I heard her voice.

"Hey, beautiful."

"Edward, do you know what time it is?" I could hear a little irritation in her voice.

"No, shit, we're you sleeping? Sorry, love, you were sleeping, but I needed to hear your voice. I need to tell you that I have not forgotten you. I haven't, I can't forgot you. God, love, what have done to me. I want to see you. Can I come see you, now, love? Can I see you?".

"Edward, are you drunk? Where are you?"

"Jasper bought tequila, love, and I fell in tits, huge, massive tits." I tried to explain to her what happened 'cause I didn't want her to think that I had forgotten about her. I could never forget about her.

"What?" I could hear her laugh. It felt good to make her laugh.

"I wish they were your tits," I told her honestly. "Your tits always look amazing. I can't wait till you let me bury my face in those babies." I gave a happy sigh. Just the thought of getting close to Bella's breast had me hard.

"Jesus, Edward," she breathed.

We were silent for a few minutes while I tried to find my voice again. What had this girl done to me. I'd become a clingy, emotional, horn dog since I'd met her.

"There you are," Jasper interupted us. He had a girl on each arm and a bottle in his hand. It was at that moment I realized what he had been doing all night.

"Is that Jasper?" Bella asked. Gone was the sweet, giggling voice. It was then replaced with a strong but confused voice.

"Yeah, I'll explain tomorrow. I've gonna go right now." I turned my back to Jasper and the girls and whispered, "Give the girls a good grope from me."

She rewarded me with another giggle.

"Goodnight, beautiful, I can't wait to see tomorrow. Give the kids a kiss from me."

"I will. Goodnight, Edward."

I could hear the smile in her voice. I was sure I had a smile to match.

"Night night, darling." I hung up and tried to put my phone back in my pocket.

"Who was that?" Jasper asked.

The redhead was giggling at something on the ground while the blonde stared at me. I kept fidgeting with my phone because the blonde was making me very uncomfortable.

"Bella." I smiled. I was guessing that his drinking games, and then the girls, were his way of trying to get her off my mind and maybe catch me with a girl, hoping to show Bella what kind of guy he thinks I really am.

"Bella, Bella, Bella." He untangled himself from the girls. The way he was singing her name made my blood boil. "The beautiful Bella. Now there's a woman that knows how to please a man."

I didn't even think about my actions. My body responded to his words on their own accord, aiming at its target. My fist met Jasper's face very quickly. I could hear the girls scream, and there was a sharp burning in my hand.

"Aww, what was that for? You jealous?" He laughed, which made me want to swing at him again.

"You better stay the hell away from her," I warned. I did not trust this guy to be anywhere near my girls.

"Never going to happen. I'm family."

"I don't give a shit what you are. You touch my girl again, and I will kill you," I spat. I had to lean against the wall behind me. My legs suddenly felt very heavy.

"Your girl?" He laughed some more. "You're insane. Bella is not your girlfriend, Edward. You'll be lucky if she gives the time of day when I move back."

His laughing really pissed me off. I gathered all the strength I could and lurched at him.

He wasn't expecting me and we both fell onto the hard ground. Punches were thrown left and right, our bodies tumbling around on the ground.

"What the hell is going on?" I heard Emmett yell before pulling Jasper off.

"Get the fuck off me!" I yelled, trying to pull my way out of his hold.

"Just calm the fuck down first."

Jasper sat on the ground, wiping the blood from his lip.

"Let me go, Emmett."

"Calm down and I'll let you go."

I did as he asked. My head was spinning from the alcohol and my hand was throbbing with pain.

"Someone want to tell me what's going on?" Emmett shouted, his head moving back and forth between us.

"Edward's pissed that I slept with Bella."

Emmett gave out a deep sigh before burning me with his blue eyes. "Rose is getting out tomorrow. Let's get back to the hotel and get some sleep. We're gonna have to fly home tomorrow and you-" he pointed at Jasper "-stop winding him up about Bells and you." He turned to me and continued, "We're gonna have a long talk about your obsession with her."

"I'm not obsessed," I whispered, half-heartedly.

"Sure, whatever, Eddie."

~~~Speak ~~~

My mind slowly awoke. I could feel something cold, hard, almost like marble on my face. I tried to open my eyes, but they wouldn't obey. Instead, I slowly moved my legs, which were stiff and very sore.

A groan escaped my mouth, and again, I tried to open my eyes, but again, they refused. My arms were heavy, and my head felt light and dizzy. What the fuck was wrong with me?

Music suddenly blasted somewhere close by. I grabbed my head in pain. I felt like my head was about to exposed from the music that was playing... music? I moved my head towards the music – bad idea. I felt the room start to spin.

The music finally stopped, and I took a deep breath. The coldness on my face was refreshing, but it felt too hard and uncomfortable. I slowly opened my eyes and looked around very slowly.

I was alone in a bathroom.

My head was on the toilet, and from the smell of it, I'm sure whatever had been in my stomach had ended up in it.

The music started again. It was very close. It took me a couple of minutes before I realised that the music was a ring tone-my ring tone. I pulled my phone from my jeans pocket and smiled to myself.

It was Bella.

"Hey," I croaked out.

"DADDY!" Anthony yelled into my ear. Argh, not the best thing this morning.

"Hey, buddy, you don't have to shout at me. I can hear you."

"Okay," he giggled. "You coming home today? You said two sleeps, and it's been two sleeps. Bella said you're coming home today."

I heard the panic in his voice, which made my heart ache. Things had changed very quickly that week and they were going to continue to change even more over the next few weeks. Not only was my little boy growing up and starting school, but we also gained two neighbors, who I hoped would become a big part of our lives.

"Of course I am, buddy. I'm not sure what time, but I'll make sure uncle Emmett drives really fast. Are you behaving for Bella?" I asked, leaning back on the toilet.

"Yeah, we can't go to the beach because it's raining. Bella says it's heavy rain."

"Oh, that's a shame. We'll just have to go another day," I replied.

"Bella and Leah too?" He asked.

"Yeah, buddy we can all go." I took a deep breath trying to keep the nausea at bay.

"Is Bella there?"

"Uh huh, she's cooking us waffles with strawberries and cream, daddy. I like cream..." He broke off for a second. "Leah asked if you're almost home."

I smiled at the thought of Leah talking to Anthony. I had told Bella that Leah spoke to Anthony and what she had said so far. She was happy that she finally talked to someone, but I knew she wished it were her. I can't imagine not hearing Anthony call my name or not chatting with him whenever I wanted. It would have killed me to lose that part of our relationship. I just hoped that things would change and be better for them-they both deserved it.

"Tell her I'm leaving very soon, and can you put Bella on the phone please, buddy?"

"Okay, tell uncle Em to go really fast, like Batman fast."

"I will, son, I love you!" I chuckled, which did not help the major headache I had.

"Love you, too."

"Hello," Bella's voice replaced my son's.

"Morning, Beautiful," I croaked.

"How are you feeling this morning? Hung-over?" she asked.

"A little." A lot.

"You were really drunk," she giggled. I guess I called her last night. I didn't remember calling her. Then again, I didn't remember very much.

"Shit, what did I –"

"Eddie, you awake?" a female voiced called from the bedroom.

What the fuck?

"Edward?" Bella asked, alerting me to the fact she had heard the female voice.

"Um, I, I," I stuttered.

"Eddie," the women called again before she appeared from behind the bathroom door, wearing nothing but one of my t- shirts. What the fuck?

"Um..." I wanted to ask who she was and why she was wearing my clothes, but the words would not come out of my mouth.

"There you are," she muttered sweetly. Her blonde hair was tied in a ponytail; her eyes were smudged with make-up, and her face was patchy from sleeping with her foundation on. Something I've learned from growing up with Alice. Her body was very small, all bones, no curves or anything. She was everything I didn't like in a woman.

"I'm going to go since you have company this morning." Bella's tight voice hit my ears.

"Bella, wait!" I yelled into the phone, panicked by her voice. But she was gone. Shit.

What had I done? Had I really thrown away my chances with the only woman I had ever had any real feelings for before we had even begun. For what, a woman that I was struggling to even look at.

Something wasn't right. This wasn't me. I didn't just pick random women to sleep with. I didn't do one night stands.

Besides, I didn't like blondes.

"What is that smell?" The woman wriggled her nose in disgust. Instead of answering her, I tried to wrap my head around what had just happened. I wished I could remember last night, but it was still coming up blank.

"Argh, it smells of sick. Flush that toilet, brush your teeth, and then you can join me in the shower." She winked before bending over to turn the shower on, giving me a view of red lace panties.

I turned my head away from the awful view. There was no way I could have been with her. There was only women that I was interested in.

"Eddie, are you coming in?" the woman purred from inside the shower, my t-shirt now laying next to me on the floor.

"Fuck, no," I grunted.

"Glad to hear it."

I looked up to find Jasper leaning against the doorframe with his arms folded in front of his chest. He was sporting a black eye and a busted lip on the smirk he was wearing.

"What the fuck happened to you?"

He raised his left eyebrow at me. "You don't remember?"

I shook my head. "I don't remember anything."

"Maybe you shouldn't drink so much next time. Come on, I'll fill you on the way to the station."


"Yeah, Emmett was arrested. Let's hope that Charlie can get his ass out of this mess," he chuckled.

"Shit, if Charlie's involved, it can't be goo-"

"Will you boys hurry up and get in here. There's plenty of room for the three of us." The mystery woman pulled the shower curtain open. She was completely naked and wet.

I shuddered and stuck my head back into the toilet where the rest of stomach emptied. Jasper's laughter made my headache worse.

I groaned in pain.

I just wanted to go home.



"What time is Daddy coming home?" Anthony asked again. It started slowly, every three or four hours. Now, it was almost every half hour. I could feel the panic settling in him. His eyes drifted to the front door every few minutes, and he was starting to struggle to sit still.

I knew that they had not spent much time apart, but I was worried about Anthony's anxiety of being away from his father. I knew that was just another topic to add to my growing list of things that I needed to speak to Edward about.

"He'll be home soon, Pants."

"Can I call him?" he asked. His eyes were wide with unshed tears. I was having a very hard time saying no to this boy.

"Okay." I pulled my phone out. I had not spoken to him since this morning. He had tried to call me back not long after I hung up on him, but I was still trying to get my head wrapped around my feelings for him. His drunken rumble last night was so sweet, and I had found myself giggling like I was fifteen years old. I went to bed feeling happy and light for the first time in a long time.

I even woke up with a smile on my face and a swing in my step. My father even noticed my good mood, but when I heard a girl in the background of his hotel, my whole body felt like it was on fire. He had spent the night with a girl. I should be happy that he had fun, but I wasn't. I was hurt and angry, and it took all morning for me to process those feelings.

At first, I thought it was become of his comments. He has made it clear that he was attracted to me and would like to develop something romantically with me. I was the one who told him that I wanted to be friends. I was the one who had kept him a distance, or at least tried too.

Now, I was the one sitting at home, wishing that I had never known about the other girl. If I hadn't known about her, then I wouldn't have had to analyse my feelings or Edward before I was ready.

The truth was I was still not ready for any romance, especially with next week coming up.

The phone went straight to voicemail. "His phone is off. He must still be on the road, sweetheart."

"Okay." He walked suddenly out of the living room. He looked so defeated I cursed Edward. He was supposed to be back hours ago.

I needed to do something to get my mind off plotting Edward's death.

I walked towards Leah's room, thinking that I would take them out. The rain wasn't as heavy anymore, but it was dark outside, and the heavy clouds made it appear later than it was.

I stopped outside the door. I know I shouldn't have, but I wanted to hear if Leah would talk. I knew she talked to Anthony, but I've never heard her and if I could just get to hear something-anything.

"I will be Batman, and you can be Robin."

"You want to be Batman then?"

"We need to stop the Joker, Robin. He's robbed that bank."

I listened as they played for a few more seconds before grabbing my camera and sneaking a few pictures of them. Leah saw me and stopped playing, but she was smiling at me with a grin that was so like Jake's.

"You guys want to go out for dinner?" I asked them.

"Is Daddy here?" Anthony asked excitedly.

"Not yet. But I'm sure he won't be much longer now." Damn it, Edward, where are you?

"The first person to get their coat and shoes on gets to pick dessert." With that, they both raced to the door, fighting over coats and shoes.


The rain thudded on my roof. It was very heavy, and I was glad we made it back before the sky opened up again. It was still warm, though, and I had changed from my favorite jeans and a thin sweater into black yoga pants and a purple t-shirt.

Anthony had fallen asleep at the restaurant, and as luck was on my side today, Leah fell asleep in the car on the way home. Managing to carry two sleeping kids into the house was a task I wasn't in a hurry to repeat.

I opened a bottle of wine and put on Sex and the City. It was one of my favorite shows. I used to wish I had Carrie's life. It was so exciting and glamourous. Gone is that dream; my dream now is just to have a happy, healthy, and safe daughter.

Just as dvd started, someone knocked on the door. I quickly set my glass down, cursing at whoever was disturbing my show.

I suddenly realized how quiet he house was. The rain dancing off the drain gutters was the only sound I could hear.

After making my way to the door, I unlocked it and found a very wet Edward Cullen at my door.

"Hi," he whispered.

I opened the door to let him in.

His hair was flat against his head, and his beautiful eyes were dull and sad.

"You were supposed to be back hours ago," I whispered and walked back into the living room. I knew he would follow and he did.

"I know. I'm sorry."

"It's not me that you need to apologize too. Your son is heartbroken." I turned to face him and instantly felt bad. His eyes were filled with tears.

"Where is he?" he whispered, his voice weak and shaky.

"Sleeping." I walked away from him to collect towels and to secretly stop myself from shaking. Why was I so nervous?

When I returned, he was looking out the window. He had removed his blue jacket and folded his arms across his chest. He had his back to me, and he looked so powerful, so strong, like a man on top of the world.

He must have heard me because he turned around and gave me a small smile. He didn't look so powerful now; he looked worried and as nervous as I was.

"Here." I held my hand out, offering him a towel.

He took the towel from me and started to dry his hair. I was used to the sex hair sticking up in every directions, but it was flat and dark, which made him look a little bit dangerous.

"Bella, I need-"

I held up my hand, cutting him off. I had questions I wanted answers to. This man had an effect on me that I couldn't put into words, and I knew that if I let him talk I would let my guard down and let him in, and I still couldn't do that at that point, especially after hearing that woman through the phone this morning.

"Did you tell your sister to put you on Leah's release list for school?" I asked. I did not hide my frustration in my voice, and by Edward's shocked reaction, I guessed he could tell.

"I… I…" He took a deep breath, sighing, his shoulders fallen in defeat already. "Yes."

"Yes? What gives you the right Edward? You can't make that decision! That is my decision to make. You should have asked me. Just because your sister is the –"

"It has nothing to do with Bree." He cut me off.

"Really, you would have phoned Mr. Banner if he were still there as well?"

"Yes. What if you're at work, Emmett's out, and your dad's at work and I have to pick up Anthony as well."

"That"s not the point. I could hear my voice getting louder. "You should have asked me before and –"

I was cut off by a loud, piercing scream. My legs moved automatically, running through the hallway into Leah's room.

My beautiful little girl was tossing and turning around in her bed in pain, her voice echoing that pain throughout the room.

I kneeleddown at the side of her bed. I could feel Edward in the room, but I refused to look at him.

"Leah, Leah, wake up." I touched her shoulder, trying to calm her. I was told by our first therapist not to shake her awake. I was to gently coach her out of her nightmares. But sometimes that was not possible. I was hoping tonight it would be.

"Bella?" I could hear the concern in his voice, but I couldn't answer him.

"Leah, wake up, honey." I pushed her a little more forceful.

"Daddy," Anthony cried while running into the room. He looked at Edward and then at Leah.

"Hey, buddy." Edward pulled him into his arms.

I tried to wake Leah up while Edward tried to stop Anthony from crying. I could hear him whisper to him, telling him that he loved him and that everything was okay.

After a few minutes, Leah had stopped screaming but was crying instead. She was still asleep. This was the first time I couldn't get her to wake up during her nightmare.

Edward moved around the opposite side of Leah's bed. Anthony was still in his arms, but he had stopped crying. I whispered into Leah's ear, and watched Edward from the corner of my eye. He kneeled down beside Leah and shook her slightly, telling her to wake up in a smooth but demanding voice. If my daughter wasn't hurting, I might have found the voice arousing, but I pushed those thoughts away.

Leah's eyes snapped open. She looked so afraid but relaxed when she saw us.

"You okay, princess?" Edward opened the arm that Anthony wasn't attached to, and Leah crawled to him. Her cries were now quiet sobs. Edward pulled both kids to him and stood up.

"Bella, may we spend the night with you?"

I was in shock at Leah's actions. She had never gone to a man after a nightmare. She always wanted Rose or me.

"Bella?" His eyes pleaded with me. He didn't want to leave us, leave Leah.

I couldn't answer him, so I nodded my head. He gave me a small smile.

I may not have trusted this man completely, but my daughter did and I needed to trust my daughter. I knew that she didn't like James very much, but I thought she was just needed time to get to know him. But she knew better; she knew that he had something evil inside him, and I did not trust her judgement. I wasn't going to make that mistake twice. So, I followed him as he led us to my bedroom. He placed both kids into the bed and whispered something that made them giggle.

"Bella, get in," Anthony giggled. Leah's eyes were still sad, but she had a smile on her beautiful face. I looked up at Edward, who was removing his shoes before climbing into the bed with Leah on one side and Anthony on the other. All three of them looked at me, waiting for me to get in, so I did.

I spent the next hour laughing and joking until the kids fell into a peaceful sleep. I looked at the man across from me; his green eyes were alive with happiness and found myself grinning at him.

His smile was breath-taking, and I found myself staring at his lips. His low soft voice broke me from my staring.

"Bella, I need to tell you something."

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