My Forever Impending Heartbreak
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Also...a lot of you were confused after the last chapter and I realise why, I have corrected my error there, thank you for notifying me :) xx
Song: Skylar Grey - Dance Without You
Edward made an act of wrapping his arm around me and occasionally kissing my cheek or forehead for his mother's benefit. She cooed and grinned in delight each time.
"How did you sleep last night?" She asked, taking a sip of her coffee. Seems no one was really interested in breakfast today.
"I didn't get much sleep,"
Esme smirked and I realized the double meaning behind my words.
"Oh no, I didn't mean-"
Esme cut me off with a wave of her hand. "I understand dear, I too was a newlywed once," She smiled, seemingly going off in her thoughts.
Edward shuddered next to me, "Mum, gross!"
She chuckled, "Oh hush. Now you take Bella to her apartment for a change of clothes. I'll see you at the hospital at eight,"
I turned to Edward when Esme walked out, "I have my car, I can go home on my own and I'll see you at the hospital,"
I stood up to go upstairs and grab my bag, Edward stopped me. "I'll come with, I want to see what your place looks like," With that he made his way upstairs.
I groaned, there was no getting rid of him.
Edward drove with me in my car, the ride was silent. Neither of us made any move to discuss this morning's events. It was better that way.
Back at my apartment, I left Edward to his own devices while I had a quick shower and changed in to some fresh clothes.
I walked in to the living room to see Edward reading through a manuscript. I snatched it out of his hands, "This is for my eyes only,"
He smirked, "Publishing kink now?"
I rolled my eyes, "It's aimed at a mature audience, you wouldn't understand,"
He scowled, "You ready?"
I nodded and we were on our way.
"What are you going to do with your place now?"
"What do you mean?"
"Well you can't be staying there now if you're married to me,"
"Oh, I'm not sure. I might rent it out to someone, I don't know," I shrugged. "About your dad, how are we going to tell him?"
Edward scratched the back of his neck, "We'll just lay it out, it's not like he won't be happy"
I hummed in agreement.
"About yesterday-" Edward started on his way in to the hospital.
I quickly cut him off, "It won't happen again," My tone was stern, a promise that I could only hope I kept. I didn't wait for Edwards reply and walked ahead of him.
Inside Carlisle's room, Esme was holding his hand. He looked a lot better than he did yesterday.
He looked up when the door opened and grinned, "Well if it isn't my second favourite girl," He outstretched his arms and I gave him a hug.
"How are you?"
He patted my hand, "All good," He grinned.
Edward walked in a second later, a tight lipped smile gracing his face. "Dad," He acknowledged and sat on Carlisle's bed. Carlisle weakly patted his back, "I'm doing well, kid" He answered Edwards silent question.
Edward nodded and smiled softly, "Actually dad, me and Isabella have something we'd like to tell you,"
Carlisle's face froze, "What is it?" He looked between the two of us.
Edward reached out for my hand, "We're married,"
Carlisle's face turned to confusion, "How?"
Edward glanced over to me, "We went to a minister after we left the hospital yesterday," He explained. "You're not mad are you? We did this for you,"
His father smiled, showing all his white pearls. "Mad? Why on earth would I be mad? Now I can die a happy man," He held out his arms again and this time Edward and I both hugged his dad.
Esme smiled with her chin on her palm, "If only Charles and Renee were as accepting,"
Carlisle furrowed his brows, "Why? I'm assuming you all went along, right?"
I shook my head, "We didn't have enough time, and we acted on an impulse,"
Carlisle shook his head, "I can see why Renee's pride has taken a hit, but all is done now. They'll come around; I'll make sure of it,"
A nurse came in to do a check over and we were kicked out by Carlisle, who asked us to enjoy out first day as husband and wife.
"I have work, you can do what you want I'm going there," I told him, once we were outside the room.
He turned to me, "Come with me, you're your own boss. You can take a day off whenever it suits you," He rubbed his chin and looked around. He lowered his voice. "We should probably let people witness our relationship while we're out, this way when the press do get wind of our secret wedding, they can't question it,"
"And you really think that will stop them from raising questions?"
"Not really, no but it certainly won't appear fake in the public eye. So, you ready?
I bit my lip, with not much other choice I agreed.
So what better public place to flaunt our relationship than a beach?
I looked at Edward incredulously, "This is a joke, right?"
Edward shook his head and smirked, "The suns out, the public are out, we're at a beach," He shrugged nonchalantly and placed his ray bans on his head.
Admittedly the sun was out, the weather was great but right now my mood was quickly tuning sour. I just thanked the heavens for my choice of outfit today, a short black polka dot jumpsuit.
People were already looking at us after we got out of my car; driving an ostentatious car to a beach was bound to attract attention. Edward held out his hand for me as we began to walk to the beach, looking for a spot to sit. Our first public display of affection was already garnering stares and whispers.
Edward conveniently led us to a spot, splat bang in the centre of the beach. He had us sit down, with my back pressed against his chest. I'm beginning to think there's more to Edwards pervetedness then I think.
I slip off my sandals and dig my feet in to the sand, just then Edwards hand slides over to my knee.
I grab a hold of his forearms and bring him closer to whisper in his ear, I make sure to do it a way where the public think I'm whispering sweet nothings to him.
If only they knew.
"No funny business, Cullen. I mean it,"
Edward looks at me over his shades, "Thought you liked funny business, you were all too willing yesterday,"
I stammer, lost for words.
Edward's lips curl up at the corners, "Cat got your tongue?"
I feel my cheeks heat up and it isn't from the sunshine. "I told you, that won't happen again!" I grit.
Edward strokes my cheek in a condescending move, "I wouldn't say that if I were you, Swan," The next thing I know he's flipped us around, my back hits the sand and Edward leans over me.
My body doesn't know how to react. A part of me wants to slap him, the other wants to kiss him senseless. The latter ends up winning the second Edward's lips meet mine. His tongue never touches mine and I think he does this more for the benefit of the people around us, as to not gross them out. Plus, who wants to be on the cover of People magazine with their tongue down someone's throat? Not me, that's for sure.
Edward pulls back, "You were saying?"
I grab his neck, "I think you're confused, this isn't a reaction to you, but to what's expected. Now how would it look if you kissed me and I didn't kiss you back?" I challenge, "I had to do it,"
Edward pecks my lips, "Sure, Swan," He lies down next to me and grabs my hand, entwining our fingers.
We stay there, side to side enjoying the weather in silence. No words are needed. Edward sits up and removes his polo, my eyes catch site of a scar running down Edwards torso. I reach out and touch the scar, causing Edward to flinch.
My eyes trail to his face, "How…I've never seen…how?" I stammer.
Edward looks away, "It's nothing, just leave it Bella,"
In that moment Edward's vulnerability came undone and I didn't miss how he called me Bella. Something happened to Edward. You don't just get a scar like that without having been in an accident, a fight or worse, stabbed.
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