We arrived at Eclipse a few minutes late thanks to Rose's almost kill — a — motherfucker fit. As we reached the back room to clock in, we both stumbled into Sam and quickly mumbled an apology for Rose's tardiness. "Chill the hell out," he replied in some bothered way with a roll of his eyes as he waved us off.
Yep.
Our boss, was the shit.
As Rose and I stepped behind the bar, we shook our heads at all of the customers who were standing around and shouting for drink orders, causing Jake to run around like a chicken whose head got chopped off while he tried to provide for all of these greedy — can't wait a goddamn second — douches.
Heading over to my side of the bar to somewhat ease his frantic being, I kept my eyes on Rose as she walked over to the counter that he was mixing liquor by. Leaning against it, the chick looked down at her fingernails in some bored type of a way. "Well, if it isn't the dog."
Jake ignored her greeting by walking away from her, causing Rose to look over at me with a raised eyebrow. I shrugged in answer — not knowing what his deal was — before I turned my attention to the fuck-head who was clearly annoying the shit out of me by waving dollar bills at the side of my face as if I was some stripper. "Christ all fucking mighty, piece of shit!" I snapped in a growl as I snatched the money out of his hand, and when I started ripping the green papers into tiny itty bitty shreds, his jaw dropped. With a smile, I tossed the useless cash back at him. "Now that we got that out of the way with, what can I get for you, sir?"
He frowned as he lowered his head. "That was all of the money that I had."
"Isn't that a shame," I whispered with a pout. "Maybe next time you shouldn't be so fucking impatient, acting as if I chose to ignore your ass on purpose. You saw that I just stepped over here, and as you can also see, you're not the only customer calling for my goddamn attention." Noticing Tommy — who was one of my regulars — patiently standing nearby with a smile, I pulled a bottle of Miller Light out from the fridge. Keeping my attention on the douche, I handed the man his drink, shooing him away as he went to pay for it. "You must be new here to think that waving a bunch of dollar bills at one of our bartender's faces will get you a drink quicker."
"Yeah," he mumbled in a whisper as he met my eyes again. "I'm sorry about that."
I nodded as I placed my arms across my chest. "Apology accepted. What can I get for you?"
"What?" he asked, his eyebrows scrunched together. "I uh, I don't have anymore ca—"
"Come on, man," I interrupted, rolling my eyes at him. "As you can see, we're busy. Tell me what you want."
"Coors Light?" he asked.
"Are you asking me if I want a Coors Light? Because, dude. I'm on the fucking clock," I teased with a smile.
He laughed before he took a seat on one of the stools. "Can I get a Coors Light, please?"
"Right the hell away!" I shouted impatiently, mocking him from earlier as I waved my hands at his face.
He grinned as he swatted my fingers away. "Alright, yeah, I get it."
"I'll be right back," I laughed before turning around to get the dude his order. "Hold your pants."
One Hour Later
As I was handing someone a glass of water, I heard Rose scream behind me and looked over my shoulder, more than ready to stomp a motherfucker. As soon as my eyes fell on J's arms wrapped about her shoulders as he peppered her face with sloppy kisses, I turned around with a grin before I leaned against the counter, placing my arms across my chest as I watched the two of them reunite — in a proper goddamn way — with pride written across my features.
.
"Give it to me, R baby!" Jake teased with a wide smile. "I want it all!"
"Goddamn dog breath!" she groaned in return, acting as if she couldn't breathe.
His arms tightened around her even more and she laughed while she struggled to get out of the kid's grip. "I wish you nothing but luck," I whispered to myself before I grimaced, noticing Jake's hands start moving down to her hips, in some sneaky kind of a way.
Oh God, here it comes, people...
And, nut hit.
Jake's body left hers as he fell down onto the floor, gasping for air. "Shit...hurts...man...help."
"It serves you right," she stated as she bent down to him with a smirk. Giving him a quick peck on the lips, the chick shrugged. "All that you had to do was act politely for one of my kisses, I would have given it to you."
"Like I want it now," he groaned, running the back of his hand across his mouth. "Yeah, R. No thanks."
After straightening herself up, she stepped over his body. "Now leave me be. I'm fucking busy."
"You're nothing but a hater," he grumbled, closing his eyes as he remained on the floor. "Hater."
Two Hours Later
Alice came running behind the bar like a mad woman on crack. She looked around and noticed how busy we were and I grinned in approval as she started taking drink orders, not pausing to ask any one of us anything.
Golden, like I said.
Rose raised a eyebrow at me as she rang up a customer's order. 'Who's that?' she mouthed with a nod towards Pix.
I smirked. 'New chick,' I mouthed back.
Rose looked at Alice again before she made a big show of moving around in fast circles, precisely imitating the chick as a tornado. I pursed my lips as I returned my attention back to the customers sitting on my side.
Half an Hour Later
While I was cleaning the counter, Alice grabbed a hold of my face and kissed my cheek. "Bella Boo!"
Throwing the wet rag into the bucket that was placed by my feet, I raised an eyebrow at her. "Bella Boo?"
"That's your nickname, since I heard through the grapevine that mine was Pixie Dust. How fitting, yeah?"
I laughed before I took a hold of her chin, shaking it back and forth a bit. "Touché."
Noticing Rose's narrowed eyes that were directed at Alice as she started heading over towards us, I groaned in here we fucking go. Looking over my shoulder, I shook my head at J when I noticed a small grin show up on his features, his excitement about the soon to be bitch fight uncalled for, since we were all at work after all. Pix smiled at Rose as she joined us with her arms across her chest. "Hey! You're the so called bitch, right?"
Like, holy hell, dude.
I may need to start planning a funeral for this new chick.
Rose looked as if she was two seconds away from punching the bright out of Pixie's light while I gaped a bit. Jake's eyes widened as he pushed himself away from the counter that he was leaning against before he started heading over to us, shocked at the question that came out of Alice's mouth.
A question that was clearly asked for a chick who was known for breaking a bitch in half for much, much less.
Rose took a step towards Pixie and moved her hands from her chest down to her hips as I tried to wedge my ass in between the two of them. "Come again?" she growled. "What did you just say to me, you maggot?"
Alice laughed something cheerful and alive as she gently pushed Rose away from her space, and I laid my hand over my mouth to stop the gasp that tried to escape me. "Pixie, oh God, no."
Jake took a hold of Rose's arms to keep her in place when he reached us. Alice rolled her eyes as she pushed him away. Facing the bar and keeping her eyes on Rose, Pixie picked up two shot glasses and filled them with liquor. "So let's just cut to the chase, girl. If you haven't realized this by now, I'm your goddamn competition." My jaw dropped to the floor and mingled with the dirt while the energizer bunny handed Rose one of the shot glasses before downing the other one. "And, I believe that we'll be the best of friends if you can get your head out of your ass."
Rose downed her own liquor with a smirk before she handed Pix the empty glass. "I'd totally do you."
What!
The broad would have smacked the shit out of my being if I pulled that behavior!
Placing the glasses into the sink, Pix kissed Rose's cheek. "I'm head over heels for you too, Rosie Bitch."
Jake and I grinned as we both took a step back, just waiting for shit to go down at the mention of 'Rosie.'
And, nothing!
Alice walked away, completely free of any goddamn injury.
I growled at Rose as I pointed at the intact Pix. "You hooker! She just called you Rosie!"
"Rosie was followed by bitch, so I'll allow it," the conniver replied with a shrug as she walked away from me.
Jake grinned, following behind her as I threw my hands up in the air in unfairness.
Countless Drinks were Ordered and Distributed, Later
Turning my attention to J, who was in the middle of closing down someone's tab, I went to ask him if Seth has been around the Rez — for I sincerely missed his craziness — but I was interrupted by Rose calling my name. Looking over my shoulder with a raised eyebrow, I saw her nod to the side as she pointed someone out in the crowd to me. When my gaze met the source as he headed towards the bar with his fingers running through his hair the whole time, I returned my attention back to the drink that I was mixing up for some intoxicated broad.
I wasn't in the mood to deal with his caveman ass.
As I filled my mug with ice and diet Pepsi, my body tensed when I heard Rose whistling in my direction, acting as if she was mistaking me for Jake, a 'dog.' After turning around, I narrowed my eyes at the back of her head as she leaned against the counter in front of Edward, having some kind of a conversation with the kid and acting like she knew him from back in the day.
I stepped up to her side with an irritated raised brow. "You whistled, bitch?"
I stepped up to her side with an irritated raised brow. "You whistled, bitch?"
She nodded towards Edward with a smirk. "Can you take his order? I have to go ask Pixie Bitch something."
"You're right here," I gritted as I grabbed her hand when she went to walk away. "Why can't you take it?"
Placing his palms against the counter, Edward leaned. "Actually, it's coo—"
"Just take his order," Rose spat, interrupting the kid. "If you don't, I'll tell Sam that you ignored a customer."
I narrowed my eyes at her threat, for it pissed me the hell off. "You're right here, Rose. You take his order."
"Ladies, come on," Edward started again, trying to get our attention. "I'm good. I just wanted to talk to —"
Rose raised her hand and placed it in front of his face, interrupting him once again as she kept her eyes on me. "Jesus, Honey B! Why are you acting like this right now? Just take his fucking order and be done with it!"
"You take it, Rosie!" I snapped in a shout.
Her fists clenched. "Did you really just call me fucking Rosie again?"
I nodded, happily. "Oh you bet your massive ass that I did!"
"You didn't learn your lesson last time, huh?"
"No, Rosie! I sure didn't!" I growled. "Care to remind me of the seminar?"
Pixie Dust stepped in between us with a roll of her eyes when Rose made a move towards me. As she leaned against the counter, she smiled at Edward, who in return ran one of his hands down his face with a low exhale leaving his chest. "So, whoever you are, as you can clearly see, these bitches next to me don't plan on taking your order. I, on the other hand, have no problem in doing so. What would you like?"
He shook his head at her before he gave me a nervous smile. "I just uh, wanted to talk to you for a second." I placed my arms across my chest. "Maybe now isn't a good time, yeah?" he asked me with a raised eyebrow.
"No, she's good," Rose answered for me as she grabbed a hold of Pixie's hand. "Alice and I have no problem with taking her orders." After placing a kiss — that I didn't even appreciate — over my mouth, she pulled the Pix away with a smile and a shout of "Enjoy yourselves!"
As I turned my attention back to Edward with a glare, he frowned. "Is this you talking to me?"
"Bella, can you take a break?"
I looked over my shoulder with a groan — the sincerity of the kid's eyes on mine getting to me in a way that I didn't like — before I turned around and walked off with a mumble of "I'll meet you outside in a few minutes."
Fifteen Minutes Later
As I stepped out of the club, I spotted Edward sitting down on the sidewalk, smoking a cigarette. I placed my hoodie over my hair as I started heading over to him, giving Paul a look of warning on the way when he raised an eyebrow at me. He laughed, throwing his hands up in the air with a mouthing of 'Alright, don't bitch a fit.'
Standing behind the kid, I placed my arms across my chest as I waited for his bullshit to start. Edward looked over his shoulder after a few seconds passed by and raised an eyebrow at me. "Seeing as to how you seem to not want to join me down here, I'm going to guess that you're that pissed off at me, yeah?"
I remained silent like, what do you think?
He sighed as he tossed his cigarette out into the parking lot. After pushing himself off of the cement with one hand, his other one ran through his hair as he faced me. "Look, Bella. I seriously didn't mean to act like that towards your brother, alright? I don't even know why I did, so for that…I'm sorry." I rolled my eyes at his brooding before I stepped down to take a seat on the curb. As the kid followed the act and sat down next to me, he nudged my shoulder with his own. "I mean it. I honestly apologize for the shit that happened with your stepbrother and I. It won't happen again."
I raised an eyebrow at him as I lowered my hoodie. "Again?" He nodded, causing my brow to reach my forehead. "How are you so confident that I'll even see you after tonight?"
He smirked as he pointed to himself. "Bella, come on, dude."
"Come on, dude, what?" I asked.
"Don't act as if you don't want to hang out with me again. I'm the fucking shit." I rolled my eyes at the kid's audaciousness before a small snort escaped me when he mocked serious offense. "It's like, who does that?" he continued. "Pssh, not want to hang out with Edward Cullen."
I shook my head with a smile as I nudged his shoulder. "Get over yourself, man."
He shrugged as he pulled another cigarette out of his pack. "You want one?"
"I'm good on not wanting to get cancer and shit," I replied with a grimace over my face, causing him to grin as he placed the cigarette in between his lips. "The whole dying while coughing my lungs out? Not so appealing."
"Whatever floats your boat," he mumbled around the stick as he lit it up.
"So, what's up?" I asked as he inhaled. "Why did you decide to come up to Eclipse?"
"The main reason was to come here and apologize to you."
"Apology accepted," I told him.
"Earlier today," he continued, "I was over at Andy's place and noticed that your truck was still parked there." I nodded, waiting for him to go on. "So, I was wondering if you needed a ride to go and get it, by any chance."
I shook my head as his eyes met mine again. "I'm good," I answered. "It's dead and I don't ha—"
"I have jumper cables in my car," he interrupted. "If that's what you're worried about, I got you."
"No, I'm cool with that," I tried again. "Rose has them too and she already told me that she wa—"
We both looked over our shoulders at the same time when Rose's boisterous voice interrupted my words. Her attention was on the two of us while she shouted into her cell phone — looking suspect as all hell — as her other hand flew up in the air in over the top inconvenience. "Yes, Emmett baby, I'm on —" and then her phone rang, "— my way."
Edward laughed and I pursed my lips as Rose looked down at her cell and cursed at it before she 'hung up.' My amusement leaked as the actress started to make her way over to us, looking all apologetic and whatnot.
I can't wait to hear this.
"So," she began with a frown when she reached us. "I'm going home. Emmett needs me, it's an emergency."
I raised an eyebrow at her. "An emergency? What's going on?"
She ignored my question — as if it was a futile thing to ask — as she looked down at Edward with a wide smirk. Looking over at him, I rolled my eyes as I saw a crooked smile pop up across his mouth from her affection. Snapping my finger at the broad, I got her attention. "Hi, yeah, I was the one who asked you something, not him."
She exhaled, exasperated. "He just needs me home. I have clearance from Sam, so I should be on my way."
I grabbed a hold of her wrist as she mumbled a "kthanks," and went to walk away. "Hold up, hookah."
"Make it quick," she spat with narrowed eyes as she pulled her hand out of my grip. "Emergency, remember?"
"Why does he need you home so soon?" I asked. "Em knows that you only have another hour on the clock."
She glanced at Edward before she turned her attention back to me with a growl, throwing her hands up in the air. "Honey B, I'm not sure! You know how needy your goddamn brother is! He probably wants a blow job."
Edward flicked his cigarette out into the lot with a smirk and I looked at the chick as if to say you sick fuck. Rose shrugged in response and went to turn around but froze in place with a gasp. "Oh my gosh, B!"
Gosh, though? Yeah, she's suspect. With no doubt, up to something.
I raised an eyebrow at her when I noticed that she gave Edward some kind of a glare before she lowered her head with a saddened shake. "I completely forgot that I was supposed to drive you to your car, shit."
I went to calm her roll by telling her that we could just pick it up tomorrow, but Edward interrupted me with a nudge to my shoulder. "No worries." I raised an eyebrow at the kid. "I can take you, like I suggested earlier."
Rose grinned at Edward. "What a terrific idea."
I narrowed my eyes at the plotter, who — might I add — played the goddamn game pretty well. Rose blew me a kiss before she turned around to walk out into the parking lot. As soon as the chick reached her car, both of her shoulders tensed up a bit as Em came heading towards her from the other side of the lot.
And, my frown?
Turned upside down.
"What are you doing outside, baby?" he asked, his brows scrunched together as he pulled her into his chest.
Caught!
Rose looked over her shoulder at us before she coughed and cleared her throat. Turning her attention back to Em, she narrowed her eyes at him. "I just got off the phone with you, remember? I was on my way home."
"What are you talking about, on the phone with me?" Taking a hold of her face, he grimaced a bit. "Baby, are you okay? I mean, did you hit some back tonight? Because I don't have a problem in telling Sam about you not drinking on the job."
I looked over at Edward and grinned at his pressed tight lips as he tried not to laugh. Placing my palms against the concrete behind me, I leaned back and let my elbows support my upper body before I nodded for the kid to follow suit. "All that we need right now is some fucking popcorn," I whispered as he mimicked my position.
He agreed by humming something too goddamn sexy.
We turned our attention back to the show as Rose whispered something into his ear. He leaned back, looking even more baffled as he moved his hands down to her waist. "Wait, I'm still not getting it. Who exactly are we trying to set u—"
Rose hissed a "Shut up" as she quickly covered his mouth before looking over her shoulder at the kid and I, to which Edward laughed an "Oh, man," at the same time that I rolled my eyes at her sneakiness.
Finally putting two and two together, she realized that she was dealing with an idiot and threw her hands up in the air in grievance. "Em, do you want your dick sucked or not?" she asked in a shout with a raised eyebrow.
He looked stunned for a second before a huge smile broke out across his face. Stepping to the side a bit, Em held out his hand, silently telling her to lead the way. "Hell, Rosie! You know that I'm game for that. No need to scream it at me…a whisper of the offer would've worked just fine."
Rose smacked the back of his head before taking a hold of his hand. "What am I going to do with you?"
I groaned in disgust, hearing Emmett's whispered answer of "Road head" as she pulled him towards his jeep.
I looked over at Edward at the same exact time that he looked over at me, causing both of us to act like some teenage fools as we looked away from each other a second later. Clearing my throat, I lowered my head and kept my eyes on my chucks as I addressed the kid. "Are you...sure, about uh, driving me to Andy's tonight?"
After ten seconds of no reply, I lifted my head and raised an eyebrow at him before he raised his own at me. "I mean, if you aren't able to, or just can't for whatever reason, I really don't have a problem with just picking my truck up tomorrow during the day...or night...you know, it doesn't matter, because Rose is off when I—"
He shook his head, stopping my charge. "I'm sure, Bella. I have no problem with just taking you tonight."
I narrowed my eyes at his choice of words. "Excuse me?"
"Christ," he mumbled, rolling his eyes at himself. "I meant, I have no problem with taking you to Andy's."
I nodded as I stood up. "Alright, then. I'll uh, meet you out here, yeah?"
"Sounds good. I'll just be over here preparing myself for the whole death by coughing my lungs out."
I rolled my eyes at the kid's grin as he looked up to me. "You do that, you asshole."
He impatiently pulled out another cigarette from his pack, looking at it with wide eyes as if it was a tall glass of water found in the desert. I snorted as he quickly shoved the stick in between his lips with one hand, the other one busy as it began to pound itself against his chest. Giving him the finger, I turned around when the idiot lit it up and started acting as if he were already suffering from emphysema, coughing up a goddamn storm.
Edward's a character, I give him that.
Two O'Clock in The Morning
After saying all of my good nights and sleep tights, I stepped out of the club, looking around the parking lot.
J's obnoxious GMC, check.
Pixie's even more obnoxious Porsche, Got it.
Sam's fuck awesome motorcycle that he doesn't ever let me ride on, Yep.
Paul's bicycle, weird but true and copy over and out.
What the…
Am I fucking awake right now, people?
I stared at its magnificence as I pinched my cheek and groaned at the sting that it produced afterwards.
There it was, my fucking dream car. BMW 750 Li.
And, it was black.
Which only meant that I needed to promptly change my panties.
After blatantly eye fucking the exterior, I — very slowly and cautiously — took a couple of steps forward. As I reached the machine — that was also known as God — I bent my knees a bit to try to get any small view of the interior through the tinted windows that I honestly wanted to rub my goddamn bare tits against.
The passenger window lowered a second later and I gasped in awe hell no as Edward came into my view. "It makes you wanna just tear it up, yeah?"
Instead of answering his question with the obvious duh, I opened the passageway to paradise with my mind in an overall trance. After stepping inside and taking a seat, I leaned back into the leather that was clearly made for angels with a moan. "Just fucking drive," I ordered as I closed my eyes, "before this thing tempts me to the point where it will get torn up."
"You're retarded," he stated in a soft laugh as I felt around for the door handle to enclose myself in heaven.
Opening my eyes as Edward put the car in drive, I studied the interior. "Oh my God, what I could do to you."
Pulling out of the parking lot, the kid raised an eyebrow at me. "Who exactly are you talking about?"
"Not you, obviously!" I answered. "Where have you been hiding him, you asshole?"
"Who am I hiding from you, Bella?" he asked with a small smile across his mouth.
I sat up and softly ran my palms over the dashboard. "Him, Edward. Him." I turned my attention back to the masterpiece that is this automobile as he shook his head at me. "I mean…you just don't understand, dude. I have been waiting my whole goddamn life for this moment to arrive, Kelly Clarkson style. No. forget that. To hell with this whole meet and greet. Let's just fuck and forget about it all."
"Really," he whispered, taking a turn on some street that held no desire to me. "Something is wrong with you."
I huffed and he remained silent, acting as a descent human being in giving me the privacy that I deserved.
When we arrived at Andy's, Edward had to wave his hand in front of my face to snap me out of my fantasies. After noticing that we were parked in front of my truck, I turned my attention to Edward when I heard him as he opened his door and stepped out of his car.
I raised an eyebrow at the kid as he leaned down and looked at me through the window that he must have opened sometime during the ride up here. "Uhm, Bella?"
"How can I help you?" I purred, not really paying any attention to him as my fingers ran along the leather seat that was hypnotizing my ass.
"We're here," he stated in boredom. "You can get out of the car now."
I shook my head as I leaned back. "I'm perfectly golden. Thanks anyway."
He rolled his eyes at me and I narrowed my own at him as he started to make his way over to my side. After pulling my door open, he held one of his hands out to me, acting as if I would actually take it. Instead, I grabbed a hold of the seatbelt that was wrapped around my body. "I said, I'm perfectly Golden. Get lost."
He laughed as he placed his hands on top of the roof before he looked down at me. "Are you serious with this shit right now?" I nodded. "You need to help me with starting up your truck, Bella...so come on and get out."
"Can't you do it?" I asked, looking up at him from under my eyelashes.
A small frown overshadowed his face before it left as quickly as it appeared. "Come on, let's go. You'll be given another chance to sit in the car some other time, I promise. But, right now, we both have shit to do."
I pouted as I placed my arms across my chest. "No."
He bent down some with a smirk. "You know, you're kind of testing my patience a little bit right now."
"Just do it yourself, Edward!" I snapped. "I'm fine with just watch—"
And then, the motherfucker started tickling me, like it was a cool thing to do.
Seeing as to how the imbecile never asked me if I took pleasure out of being tickled in the first place, the kid whose fingers were pissing me off was about to suffer from hearing damage. "Stop!" I shouted, right into his ear.
He quickly backed away from me and placed his hand over his ear. "Um, yeah, fucking owe, Bella! Christ!"
"You deserved it," I whispered in accomplishment with a small shrug.
He gritted his teeth as he flew at me a second later, his fingers rapidly unbuckling my seatbelt before I had any possible chance of stopping him. As the bat — who camouflaged himself as an excellent looking man — took a hold of my waist and pulled me out of the car, I growled and he laughed, tossing me over his shoulder. "Put me down! Do you even get what kind of harm you're placing yourself in? I am held unaccountable!"
After shutting the door with one of his hips, he walked over to the other side of the car and gently lowered me down onto the ground, rolling his eyes at me as I pushed him. "You're a spaz," he stated, rubbing the back of his neck, "Calm down."
"Whatever, man. I just wanted a few more minutes with the love of my existence. Is that so much to ask?"
"You'll get another time," he reassured me before he nodded towards my truck. "Let's start up your baby."
I shrugged as I placed my arms across my chest. "Do as you must."
He grabbed a hold of my arm and pulled me over to the trunk of his car. After opening it and bringing out the jumper cables that were needed to start my baby up, his elbows over the black metal shut the trunk closed. I raised a brow at the kid as he started untangling the wires, looking at me in some listen here type of a way. "So, I'm going to connect these to your battery before you push on the gas, yeah?"
I laughed as I placed my hoodie over my head. "Um, yeah, no."
"What's the problem now?" he asked, raising an eyebrow at me.
"Listen, Edward. You obviously don't understand my luck," I started. "I've never in my life did something like this. What you want me to do isn't a smart idea. I will probably kill you in some way. I mean, I wouldn't even trust me. Trust me. I won't be of any assistance."
"All that you have to do is push on the gas pedal when I tell you to push on the gas pedal, Bella."
I shook my head in response. "No way, man…I'm not doing it."
"Bella, you're doing it. Stop being dramatic. It doesn't take a fucking genius to push on a gas pedal. "
"No," I repeated with an amused laugh that was directed at his crazy.
He narrowed his eyes at me. "Yes."
"No," I stated calmly with a simple shrug. "It's not happening."
He brought one of his hands up to his hair before his fingers started tugging the locks a bit, in some maddening kind of a way. "Listen, Bella. I'd rather not stand out here in the cold with you and freeze my fucking balls off listening to how you're some kind of a 'hazard' to yourself and to others, but let me just tell you something that you may or may not know about me. This whole spoiled little shit behavior that you have going on mimics mine. If you honestly think that I can't handle going back and forth with you, you're severely mistaken. You're stubbornness compared to my persistence is complete shit." My jaw dropped a bit, and he shrugged as he placed his arms across his chest. "So, what will it be?"
I stomped over to the driver's side door with a growl. "Your funeral."
"Relax," he laughed as he headed over towards my truck. "You're exaggerating."
After I opened the door and stepped inside with gritted teeth, my fear of killing the kid in some way instantly turned into exhilaration as I looked around at all of the gadgets, because maybe this wasn't such a bad idea. After a few minutes, I looked up and raised an eyebrow when I heard Edward groan. "What's your misery?"
"Did you hear a word that I said, Bella?"
I pursed my lips at his frustration. "Not at all. What did you say?"
"Just push a little bit at first when I tell you to, yeah?"
I waved him and his instructions off with a mumble of "Sure, sure," before I returned my attention back to the heaven that I was currently inside of. Some time during my admiration, I looked over at Edward, whose eyes were on my truck's engine, and noticed him giving it some kind of a small nod. That was fast, I thought before I pushed down on the gas pedal with both of my feet, making it touch the floor with an awesome "VROOM!"
And, hot damn! The fucking power!
The pressure of the tap from the bottom of my chucks against the rubber didn't even exist, people!
My head snapped up and my eyebrows scrunched together in confusion when I noticed Edward, whose body froze for a second before it just…jumped. The cables that his fingers were wrapped around dropped before his entire being just...flew away from my truck.
What in the holy fuck just happened here?
I lifted my ass from the seat that it was resting on top of to find out where exactly the kid landed. And, yeah...maybe I also wanted to make sure that he was cool and all, but come on, people.
Wouldn't it be a knee slapper if by some miracle Edward landed on Andy's roof?
My jaw dropped as I saw his body against the ground convulsing, like some alcoholic who needed a drink. I jumped out of the kid's car — fearful of the idea of detectives coming up to me in the near future for murder charges — before I ran over to him and slid down to his shaking form. "What the hell happened, Edward?"
He didn't answer me, so I freaked the fuck out by getting on top of the kid to try to hold his body down with my own. "Stop seizing for a second, man!" I shouted, my weight not at all succeeding in its purpose. "Christ!"
Edward's body underneath mine all of a sudden stopped moving, causing a sigh of relief to leave my throat as I kept my cheek against his chest. After a couple of seconds of inactivity, I lifted my head and cursed when I saw his eyes roll into the back of his head. "O.M.G!" I shouted in clear shock, seeing as to how I spelled the shit out. "I killed you! I'm some kind of a goddamn murderer! See, I warned you! But no, you didn't listen! I have to now bury your persistent ass!"
I don't know what made me do this — maybe it had something to do with the fact of how I didn't think that I could handle being the reason that Edward died just because I was too mesmerized by his fucking God of a vehicle — but I slammed my mouth against his and blew.
And alright, maybe it would've been nice if I actually thought of opening up the kid's mouth first.
But, in all fairness, this is me we're dealing with.
I pulled my face away before I placed my fingers of one hand against Edward's fuck awesome lips to spread them apart some while I used my other hand to hold his chin up, my CPR inexperienced ass not at all phased.
I stilled the descent of my mouth — that was more than ready to transport my body's saturated oxygen into his own, that seemed to need it a second ago — when the kid's eyelids snapped open, to my utter disbelief.
My previous air supply vanished as his green orbs mixed with my brown ones in some intense kind of a way. And in my mind, I was honestly trying to make sense out of everything that just went down as we stayed put, with our bodies touching and our faces centimeters away while we breathed into each other's spaces.
I just couldn't fucking move.
I could feel Edward's heart pounding against his chest underneath my fingertips after my hands dropped from their place over his face. There was also no doubt in my mind that he could feel my own heart causing nothing but havoc as it transferred its beats to the light hoodie that he was wearing.
His eyes moved down to my mouth after countless seconds of unresponsiveness passed by us before my own followed their action and moved down to his. Before I knew what to make out of anything, his fingers found my hips as he started to slowly lift his head from the ground, closing the distance in between us that in the first place, hardly even existed.
The kid licked his bottom lip as it neared my own, the velvetiness of his tongue's underside brushing over my parted mouth in some feather type of a way. I gasped — in minor revelation of mint, man, and cigarettes — the second that Edward's teeth just...pulled my top lip into his mouth.
He smiled against my lip — silently letting me know that my filter was nothing but shit — before his teeth freed it only to have the warmness of his mouth surround it into entrapment. When his tongue started to softly caress the bitten area, I groaned, half in wow and half in complaint of my bottom lip not receiving the same attention.
I pulled away a bit — wondering what in the hell was going on — but it seemed as if he wasn't having any of that as his hands left my hips and moved up to the back of my neck, where his fingers brought my face down to his own at the same time that he lifted his head from the ground, completely.
While the kid slowly licked my bottom lip, every surface of my skin tingled from the sensations that his tongue was creating and seriously? I just didn't have it in me to stop him. It was just too fucking good to be cut off.
Edward kept running his mouth against mine, softly.
Licking here and licking there, but…never entering.
Licking here and licking there, but…never entering.
And I was over that, already.
So, I bit onto his top lip and smirked when the kid growled.
My reason earlier of needing to change my panties due to his car?
It was child's play compared to the need of changing them now due to that sound.
After my — drawn out for a couple of seconds — nibble, he attacked me with his lips, tongue, and teeth. One of my hands went behind his neck as my other one found the back of his head before they both pulled his face even closer to mine. As my fingers wrapped around his hair and tugged, he groaned an incoherent curse word at my impatience before his own hands ran themselves down the sides of my body, his persistent clutch of my hoodie incredible, although making me snap back into reality.
My hands moved down to Edward's chest to keep him against the ground as I quickly pulled my mouth away from his own to sit up, the insides of my thighs pressing against his hips while I remained on top of him. At my ascend, the kid's hold immediately left my fabric before his hands went up to his shoulders, as if they touched something that they weren't supposed to, our eyes stuck on each other as we both tried to calm our breathing.
After a minute, I cleared my throat so that I didn't end up sounding like a toad. "What the hell was that?"
"Christ," he groaned as he ran one of his hands down his face. "That was so goddamn inappropriate, Bella."
"It sure as hell was!" I shouted, narrowing my eyes at him.
"I'm sorry," he said, looking away from me as he grimaced. "I honestly don't know what came over me."
To say that I was pissed off was an underestimation.
He's alive, the motherfucker!
I pushed myself off of him with a growl. "Was that some kind of a sick joke, Edward?
"I didn't..." he paused as he stood up, looking around nervously. "I didn't...in no way did I...I didn't..."
"You didn't what?" I snapped, causing Edward to lower his head. "During this whole bullshit performance of yours, you had me thinking that I was some kind of a murderer who actually killed a motherfucker! I was half lunatic, you...you...you piece of dog poop!"
Brilliant. Really, B. Goddamn genius.
He held his hands up in the air as he lifted his head. "Really, Bella…it was a joke."
My fists tightened like, holy hell. I may just go to jail after all.
Pointing a finger at himself, he raised an eyebrow at me with a small smile. "I'm good, you see?"
Oh, this motherfucker!
"You're good?" I asked in astonishment. "Oh, well…I'm so ecstatic to see that you're good, Edward…" His eyebrow raised higher at the menacing smile that I gave him when I paused. "Because in about two point three seconds, you alive ass is going to become un — fucking — good."
He looked at me with wide eyes as I sprinted towards his direction.
Like, Baywatch style…but only in fast motion.
Before I reached him, he quickly covered up his junk with both hands.
Nope, not tonight, you idiot.
I jumped on his ass, full goddamn force ahead. He hissed in pain from the impact before his hands found their way around my waist. Something in my master plan of causing the kid severe injury failed, because instead of me pushing him back — like I very well anticipated — that quick jump of mine kind of surprised him, causing him to lean forward even as he tried to maneuver it so that he broke the fall.
Unsuccessfully.
My breath was knocked out of my being as the kid fell on top of me with a mumbled curse word. Not a second later, Edward's hands instantaneously went to the ground by my shoulders before he pushed his body off of mine. "You okay?" he asked, his worry filled eyes running up and down my face.
What in the world made me think that I could be slick, can anyone let me know?
"Christ, Bella..." he gritted as I remained quiet. "Are you alright?"
I pushed his ass off of me in answer before I stood up with a growl to walk over to my truck. "Bastard!"
With more than necessary force, I pulled the door open and got in before I slammed it shut. Not at all wanting to thank the kid for starting up my baby, I huffed in annoyance, knowing that I was taught better than that. As I rolled my window down a bit, Edward started running over towards my truck, looking like he had something really important to tell me, which caused both of my eyebrows to raise in curiosity.
"Before you go," he started, placing his arms on top of my window frame. "Can I ask you something serious?"
"What?" I hissed.
He smirked. "What exactly were you thinking about earlier when you yelled out O.M.G?"
"Oh, fuck off!" I spat as I karate chopped his arms off of my truck, wishing that it was his neck instead.
And, me thanking him was long forgotten as I drove off with intention.
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