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Follow Breathe of twilight and follow the countdown. My first one is chapter four. I have another that will be coming up soon as well as contributing to the collaborative story.

Chapter 4 - You're village called…They're missing their idiot

EDWARD

I woke up back at my dorm, sprawled on my bed. My head was pounding, as I tried to remember what the heck had happened last night. I knew I had sat down with Bella at some point, and her friends kept handing me drinks. It all went blank after that. I cursed my stupid alcohol-impaired memory for having the nerve to forget a second I had spent with Bella.

I went to sit up and saw a bottle of water and a couple of pain pills on the table next to my bed. I wasn't sure who had put them there, but I took them and fell back on my bed. I realized my sheet was still missing, and I wanted to kill my stupid retarded monkey of a brother.

I let out a sigh, as I realized that if it hadn't been for him, I would never have felt Bella's lips on my stomach. I ran my hand over it, smiling as I remembered how she blew raspberries on me. I remembered being informed that that was the only kind of blowjob Bella gave, and she must have liked me to give it to me.

She liked me.

I smiled to myself.

I heard someone knock on the door, and I called for them to come in. My voice sounded like a half-dead old man. I was shocked when I saw a bright-eyed Bella open the door. She was carrying a bag that was dripping grease and smelled so good.

She pulled out a sandwich for herself and gave the bag to me. I sat up and scooted over, so she had a place to sit. I took out a homemade sausage, egg and cheese sandwich and moaned after I took a bite.

Why did her food taste so good?

When I opened my eyes, she was smiling at me.

"What? It's good," I said with a full mouth.

And then I heard it.

The most heavenly sound in the world.

She giggled.

It was soft and quiet, and she didn't open her mouth. I was pretty sure it had escaped against her will, but I loved that it had, and I made it my life's mission to make her do it again. She pointed to my bed, and I realized she was asking what happened to my sheet.

I blushed, "My stupid brother tied me up in it to get me to go to the club last night. It's probably still in his back seat."

She pouted and brushed my hair out of my eyes.

"I'm sorry he bugs you so much." It was habit for me to apologize for Emmett's behavior. I had been doing it all my life.

She shook her head no at me and kissed my cheek, letting me know not to worry about it. I couldn't help but blush again and decided to move further up the bed away from her, so I didn't accidently do anything to screw things up. We'd gone back to eating our sandwiches, when I looked at what was written on her shirt.

'You're just jealous because the voices only speak to ME!'

"No, I'd only be jealous if you spoke back to them," I mumbled before I could stop myself.

My eyes snapped up to her face as I paled. I couldn't believe I had said that out loud. I'd basically just said I would be jealous of anyone she would talk to, including imaginary voices.

She gave me a sweet smile, and then tapped her watch. I realized she was telling me it was time to go. I glanced at the clock and realized it was almost noon.

"Are you going to see Sweet-tooth Tom today?" I asked.

She smiled at me and nodded yes. I got up and grabbed another book for him off my shelf, trying to distract her from my stupidity.

"Can you give this to him? I'm sure he's probably done with the other book by now, and this is the next in the series," I said holding out a book from my collection.

She smiled and nodded okay. Then she made a motion with the book, pulling it back and then moving it toward me.

"You're going to bring the other book back for me?"

She nodded yes.

"Okay, but only if he's done with it, no need to rush him," I said. She nodded okay and slipped out the door.

Later that night, Emmett was running up and down the dorm hallways, wearing my sheet. It was Saturday night, and there were parties raging. I was so busy glaring at Emmett that I didn't notice Bella coming up, until she was right next to me. I startled when she grabbed my arm. My heart didn't slow, as I made eye contact with her.

"Hey," was all my brain could manage to push out.

She held up the book she had gotten back from Tom.

"I'll bet he enjoyed it," I said. She smiled and nodded yes.

By that point, my idiot brother had started making loud gorilla sounds and jumping around the hallway making girls squeal as he passed them. Why they liked him, I'd never know.

Bella raised an eyebrow at him, and I said, "Don't ask me. I'm pretty sure Mom dropped him on his head as an infant."

I heard it again. It was faint and difficult to hear over the ruckus going on in the hall, but I heard it.

She giggled.

I loved it.

My brother started whipping my sheet around, and I grimaced. Bella gave me a worried look, asking what was wrong.

"That's my sheet," I confessed. "He's gotten it completely filthy, and he's going to end up ripping it. I don't have another one here right now."

She smirked and then slipped away from me. I wondered where the hell she was going. Was she leaving me? I wanted her to come back. My eyes found her next to Emmett, and I froze. I silently prayed that my stupid brother didn't mess this up for me. He had the sheet all twisted up and had managed to hook her into it. To my amazement, Bella did a cartwheel, twisting the sheet around her waist.

My brother was hooting and hollering at her antics, as were the rest of the male population. She jumped up, rolling over his shoulder, pulling the sheet up by his neck. She used her leg and did some crazy circus contortionist move, making all the guys go nuts, as one of her legs moved the sheet so that it was around Emmett's neck, and she was behind him. Suddenly, she pulled back and was choking my stupid brother with the sheet.
It took him a moment to realize he would be fine if he'd just let go of the sheet. He did, and she pulled it away from him and walked off, smirking and waving the end of the sheet at me, smiling.

She was almost to me, and I was trying my damndest not to fall on the ground laughing at my brother's confused look, when some guy grabbed her and stopped her. I found myself rushing forward to save her. She gave him a look that said, 'Really? You're going to bother me after that?' The guy was obviously drunk, and stupid. She just shook her head no at him and pushed him back. He stumbled easily away from her, and she turned to head back to me, only to find me standing in front of her, looking down at her worried.

She rolled her eyes, as if telling me I was silly for being worried. She took off my sheet and handed it to me, then hooked her arm in mine and pulled me through the crowd. I had no idea where she was taking me, but I really didn't care.

I would follow her anywhere.