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Chapter Seven- Grapes
No matter how long I tried to procrastinate leaving that room, I knew I was still gonna leave any ways. Willing or forced. And I'm getting really sick of people telling me how to live my life.
But not even two hours after A-hole's rude awakening and the traumatic memory session there was a loud pounding on the door and insistence from Mr. Dick himself that I have to eat something. Does he not understand that there have been days on end where I didn't eat a thing? I'm pretty sure a few hours isn't going to kill me.
Nevertheless, Alice opened the door and quickly shoved me through the opening, causing me to crash into a rock hard abdomen. Warm arms wrapped around me and it took me a moment to realize it was his grip I was currently being held in. The last I remembered his touch was colder than the Arctic Ocean.
"Be careful with her Alice!" He hissed out, while drawing me closer. I only fought back a little, too drowsy and out of it to care at the moment.
"She's not a china doll, Edward." My eyes snapped to Alice's when she spoke those words. Partly from the humor in her words, I mean is she not the very same girl who dresses me up everyday like her prized Barbie doll? But also out of shock that she had taken the very words I was about to say from my mouth.
All Butthole did was grumble something incoherent under his breath and start leading me in the direction I assume to be the kitchen. It wasn't a long walk, all we had to do was walk down the staircase and hand a left and there it was in all of it's white and black glory.
Everything from the cabinets, to the stove, to the tile flooring was a unique mixture of black and white. Different patterns and styles could be seen but the colors were all the same and altogether it-admittedly-looked really cool and fashion forward.
A-Hole lead me to a really high white wooden stool with a soft black cushion and attempted to help me up. That was until I swipped his hands away that were dangerously close to my booty. Nuh-Uh Mister, don't even think about it.
"What would you like?" His voice was softer than before, almost caring and it took me by surprise. I had no problem being a bitch to the possessive vampire man that is holding me hostage, but this side of him seemed different. More human.
"I uh, um, don't care," I stumbled out, a light blush rising to my face at the thought of how stupid I must have sounded.
Again to my surprise, a strong, masculine laugh erupted from his throat and I could barely compress a small smile. What is going on with me? I'm getting all giddy over a guy who is holding me against my will. This is not some cliche romance/mystery novel where the heroine falls for her captor!
Geez, I need help. Only 10 minutes later an appetizing Cuban sandwich and a fruit bowl of only strawberries, grapes, and apples was set in front of me along with a glass of ice cold lemonade.
Just as I was about to dig into the delicious meal, I heard the chair right next to mine being pulled out and didn't even have to look over to know it was Mr. Dick whom was suddenly acting not so dickish.
I could feel his gaze upon me, not my body like most guys would look at since Alice did a good job of putting it all on display, instead he was looking at my face as if memorizing every little blemish and pore.
It was weird to say the least. I've never had someone stare at me in such a way before. It was strangely...romantic. And I didn't very well like the way my body was reacting to him. Let's just say I might be changing my panties sooner than I expected to.
I could barely suppress a groan as I crossed my legs together tightly in hope of gaining more friction and solving my growing, um, issue.
"Are you not having anything?" I asked, less out of concern and more so in hope of distracting myself. I took a deep breath and lifted my head to met his gaze head on. Biggest. Mistake. Ever.
His normally vibrant grass green orbs were now a startlingly dark black. But they were certainly not without emotion. His eyes held the strongest amount of lust I've ever seen before in my life and a moment of fear seized me.
He wouldn't try anything, right? I mean he is holding me here hostage and I've yet to know why. Besides some made up story about us being fated to be together. A feeling in my heart told me that he'd never do such a thing. But a nagging voice in my mind reminded me that I had no idea what he was capable of.
My breathing hitched and my heart beats increased as he brought his face just a hair breaths away from mine and whispered, "Eat," before bringing a grape up to my face.
The violet grape was grasped lightly between his thumb and pointer and he held it right near my dry mouth, waiting for me to open it. And despite my better judgment, I found myself parting my lips ever so slightly.
But it was enough for him to slip the juicy fruit into my mouth. His warm fingertips lingered ever so lightly on my chapped lips, half a second longer than necessary before slowly retracting his hand and face away from me.
My body was frozen in a state of shock and disgust. I just had a very erotic moment with the man who is keeping me from...It wasn't until then that I realized the only thing he was keeping me from doing is going back home to my doped up mother and her handsy alcoholic boy toys.
It's not like I was being shackled to a basement, starved and shivering, awaiting my inevitable death. In reality the only thing I had lost while being here is my freedom.
And thats something I'm not willing to live without.
Very, very, verrrrrrry short chapter. Sorry :( I just really was starting to feel bad about not updating frequently enough. I know a lot of you must be pissed at me and I feel like such a hypocrite cause I know how it feels to love a story and have to wait months for another update.
I'm going to be flat out honest with you all and say that the reason I don't update as often is because I don't love this story as much as some of my others. I mean I love all you readers and I definitely have much more for this story than any of my others... I just don't feel the drive to write as much with this story. But I promise you all I will NOT be giving up on this story. You have my word there, may you chop me up into little pieces and through me into a ditch if I don't live them out.
Okay so dont do that. I prefer my body to be intact when I die, but you do have my permission to through me in a ditch (lets just make it a nice ditch without those sharp pointy prickly things).
Now the real reason I just updated is thanks to two very persistent readers who both filled me with guilt for not updating (but a good kind of guilt, if there is such a thing?) So again shout out to ravza and angelface12!
Now to respond to some of you reviewers!
Holidai- Wow you're mom sounds awesome! Seeing pandas is way better than going to the dentist (:
mommymac0508- Well Edward is pretty strong, I'm sure he'll be able to take down those walls Bella's putting up!
Edwards spouse- So could I... Just remember to keep your head up and smile a lot, cause you're worth it!(:
MissMartha- I dont know about Disneyland but all of my fav memories took place in Disney World! Nothing beats Mickey, huh?
maymay74- You are very very welcome! The cake was awesome btw (:
Chelster4jc- Must have been beautiful! I'd kill to vacation there!
hira's- Don't we all wish! (;
BelieverALEX- She's still living with her mom who pinned the murder on self defense :( I know horrible right?
mariaah6- I know I missed me some Edward writing that chapter! I hope this chapter makes up for it (:
kimjhill- I think Edwards using grapes to win Bella over? What girl could resist that sexiness! Unless she's allergic of course...cause then that just doesnt end well!
thelionismine- Thanks so much for reading and reviewing your fav. memories with me! I may not know the details but I know you were saved for a reason and that you have an amazing life ahead of you! Oh and glad you had an awesome 16th with all your friends! (:
goinwiththeflow892- I'd be honored! Though I think Edward might get a lil' jealous (;
sogian- Love your enthusiasm in the review! And I guess you'll just have to wait and see what happened to poor little Bella!
Shewoolf- thanks for sharing that memory! It's really cool that you met them..whether they were famous at the time or not. Its still an awesome story to tell!
SimaTearz- Let me start by saying you have a VERY active imagination and I like that because thats what you need to be any type of artist. And I guess youre just gonna have to keep reading to find out those answers! Love the wolf idea btw (:
Anyways thank you all for reading and reviewing and following and favoriting and alm that food stuff! Hope you all enjoyed the chapter (:
Fav. Memory? Mine is going to Disney World ALL the time as a kid! Thanks for sharing yours!
Til Next Time!