I woke up the next morning sore as a motherfucker from sleeping out on the living room couch, with my very first thought being...what in the hell happened last night?
I mean, Edward wakes up from having a goddamn nightmare, and he's all...horny?
Not that I'm complaining, hookahs...because I am most certainly not.
I mean, of course I can't deny his sexy ass anything, but that's my problem.
Something about this kid drives me absolutely crazy, and I just can't...
Control myself, around him...at all.
But, when I saw him heading towards my stomach, I freaked the hell out.
Can you imagine him seeing that shit?
Granted, he probably wouldn't do or say anything to upset me, but still.
It can't be great to look at, what with that goddamn man's name on it.
I just hope that he doesn't blame himself for whatever happened last night, because the kid didn't do anything wrong, if I'm being honest about the shit. I mean, I did the same exact thing to him when I woke up from a nightmare, so I guess...I understand him.
After running out of Edward's bedroom like a maniac last night, I was wide awake, so I decided to call the Pixie up and tell her about what happened, excluding the reason as to why I stopped him, giving her the bullshit line of 'I wasn't ready for all of that with Edward,' instead.
She ended up cracking up, the whole time. Nice, right?
Also, the slut told me to 'Buck the hell up and take one down for the team.'
Her direct quote, not mine.
Standing up from the couch, I stretched before I headed towards the kitchen, thirsty as a bitch in a desert, having slept in my hoodie and jeans. After reaching the refrigerator and pulling it open, I grabbed a bottle of water and unscrewed the cap before bringing it up to my mouth and chugging the existence out of it.
But, when I saw him heading towards my stomach, I freaked the hell out.
Can you imagine him seeing that shit?
Granted, he probably wouldn't do or say anything to upset me, but still.
It can't be great to look at, what with that goddamn man's name on it.
I just hope that he doesn't blame himself for whatever happened last night, because the kid didn't do anything wrong, if I'm being honest about the shit. I mean, I did the same exact thing to him when I woke up from a nightmare, so I guess...I understand him.
After running out of Edward's bedroom like a maniac last night, I was wide awake, so I decided to call the Pixie up and tell her about what happened, excluding the reason as to why I stopped him, giving her the bullshit line of 'I wasn't ready for all of that with Edward,' instead.
She ended up cracking up, the whole time. Nice, right?
Also, the slut told me to 'Buck the hell up and take one down for the team.'
Her direct quote, not mine.
Standing up from the couch, I stretched before I headed towards the kitchen, thirsty as a bitch in a desert, having slept in my hoodie and jeans. After reaching the refrigerator and pulling it open, I grabbed a bottle of water and unscrewed the cap before bringing it up to my mouth and chugging the existence out of it.
"Bella?"
Startled, I turned around and choked, gasping for air. Strictly from reflex, I threw the bottle towards the goddamn voice that disturbed my quench, not having my eyes open yet, therefore not knowing who the hell spoke my name.
"Wow." Opening my eyes, I saw Edward running one of his hands down his face as he wiped away the water that was dripping from his forehead. "Maybe I need to announce my presence from now on, yeah?"
"Jesus Christ," I spat as I bent over with my hands over my knees, trying to save my lungs from being coughed up, "You need to stop sneaking up on me! What if I had a goddamn knife in my hand instead?"
He laughed as he walked over to the counter. After pulling one of the drawers open, he threw me a kitchen towel and brought one out for himself. "Well then I'd be in some fucking trouble, yeah?" he asked me as he lifted his shirt up over his head, taking it off.
And, alright, I'm not going to lie...
As he ran the lucky material across his chest, I stared. Hardcore.
Startled, I turned around and choked, gasping for air. Strictly from reflex, I threw the bottle towards the goddamn voice that disturbed my quench, not having my eyes open yet, therefore not knowing who the hell spoke my name.
"Wow." Opening my eyes, I saw Edward running one of his hands down his face as he wiped away the water that was dripping from his forehead. "Maybe I need to announce my presence from now on, yeah?"
"Jesus Christ," I spat as I bent over with my hands over my knees, trying to save my lungs from being coughed up, "You need to stop sneaking up on me! What if I had a goddamn knife in my hand instead?"
He laughed as he walked over to the counter. After pulling one of the drawers open, he threw me a kitchen towel and brought one out for himself. "Well then I'd be in some fucking trouble, yeah?" he asked me as he lifted his shirt up over his head, taking it off.
And, alright, I'm not going to lie...
As he ran the lucky material across his chest, I stared. Hardcore.
Goddamn, I thought. Why does the kid have to be so lickab—
"Bella?" Bringing my head up from its cocked to the side position, I narrowed my eyes at the crooked ass smile that I saw over his mouth as he waved his hands out in front of him to get my attention. "My eyes are up here," he whispered, pointing at his eyes before pointing at his chest, "Not here."
"Shut up and put some clothes on," I growled before facing the fridge, "This isn't a nudist community."
The prick took his good ol' time walking across the room as he left the kitchen, humming this goddamn tune the whole fucking time, only to return a few minutes later with a dry tee shirt on, internally making me curse my own existence as I regretted telling him to dress up his chest. Reaching the table, he pulled out one of the chairs before pointing at it. "Sit."
"And why am I sitting?" I asked, placing my arms across my chest as I took a seat. Ignoring my question, he walked over to the fridge and opened it before he started moving things around as he looked for stuff. "Edward?"
Silence.
I hate it when he ignores me when I ask him something.
"Edward."
"Shut up," he said, bringing out numerous food supplies.
"Shut up and put some clothes on," I growled before facing the fridge, "This isn't a nudist community."
The prick took his good ol' time walking across the room as he left the kitchen, humming this goddamn tune the whole fucking time, only to return a few minutes later with a dry tee shirt on, internally making me curse my own existence as I regretted telling him to dress up his chest. Reaching the table, he pulled out one of the chairs before pointing at it. "Sit."
"And why am I sitting?" I asked, placing my arms across my chest as I took a seat. Ignoring my question, he walked over to the fridge and opened it before he started moving things around as he looked for stuff. "Edward?"
Silence.
I hate it when he ignores me when I ask him something.
"Edward."
"Shut up," he said, bringing out numerous food supplies.
"Don't tell me to shut up," I growled as he headed over to the counter.
"Shut up."
I ground my teeth together.
I ground my teeth together.
One of these days, I'm going to hurt him...so good.
Oh yes, I will be committed for goddamn murder.
Give it time, bitches.
Twenty Minutes After Watching The Kid Flying Through The Kitchen
I stood up from my chair and walked over to the kid as he faced the counter, his humming annoying me beyond belief. Noticing all of the plates that were filled with toast, eggs, bacon, and sausage, my eyes widened. "Jesus Christ, Edward! Are you high, or something?" I shouted behind him.
Looking over his shoulder, he raised an eyebrow at me. "What?"
Looking over his shoulder, he raised an eyebrow at me. "What?"
"We can't eat all of that!" I told him as he started carrying the plates over to the table.
"Uh, yeah...about that..."
I narrowed my eyes at him. "Clarify your uh yeah, about that."
"It's not just for the two of us," he said as he walked over to the fridge and pulled it open. Bringing out a jug of orange juice, he shrugged. "Emmett, Rose, Jake, Jas, and Alice are all coming over in a little bit for breakfast."
"Well I hope that you all enjoy your breakfast," I started as I headed towards the kitchen door, my fingers playing with the bottom hem of my hoodie. "I don't know how Rose and J feel about me right now, so I think that I should just go and avoid the drama altogether."
Grabbing a hold of the belt loops of my jeans, he pulled me back in before I got the chance to open the door and leave. "Relax," he whispered, rolling his eyes at me, "I talked to Rose earlier, and she's good."
"She's good?" I asked, not at all believing his statement. "Yeah right," I continued as he nodded, "We're probably going to end up killing each other, you know that, right?"
"Rose is fine, Bae. No worries."
"Edward, come on," I whined, throwing my hands up in the air as he started tidying up the small mess that he created, "Why didn't you just tell me that you were expecting company? I mean, this isn't a good idea. J and Rose are both going to be difficult, I know it."
"If I told you," he started as he took a hold of my arm to lead me back to my chair, "Then you would've left, and my purpose in the kitchen would be nonexistent." I rolled my eyes and pushed him away from me when he went to kiss my forehead as I took a seat. "Just relax, I have everything under control."
"Uh, yeah...about that..."
I narrowed my eyes at him. "Clarify your uh yeah, about that."
"It's not just for the two of us," he said as he walked over to the fridge and pulled it open. Bringing out a jug of orange juice, he shrugged. "Emmett, Rose, Jake, Jas, and Alice are all coming over in a little bit for breakfast."
"Well I hope that you all enjoy your breakfast," I started as I headed towards the kitchen door, my fingers playing with the bottom hem of my hoodie. "I don't know how Rose and J feel about me right now, so I think that I should just go and avoid the drama altogether."
Grabbing a hold of the belt loops of my jeans, he pulled me back in before I got the chance to open the door and leave. "Relax," he whispered, rolling his eyes at me, "I talked to Rose earlier, and she's good."
"She's good?" I asked, not at all believing his statement. "Yeah right," I continued as he nodded, "We're probably going to end up killing each other, you know that, right?"
"Rose is fine, Bae. No worries."
"Edward, come on," I whined, throwing my hands up in the air as he started tidying up the small mess that he created, "Why didn't you just tell me that you were expecting company? I mean, this isn't a good idea. J and Rose are both going to be difficult, I know it."
"If I told you," he started as he took a hold of my arm to lead me back to my chair, "Then you would've left, and my purpose in the kitchen would be nonexistent." I rolled my eyes and pushed him away from me when he went to kiss my forehead as I took a seat. "Just relax, I have everything under control."
"Wait a second," I thought out loud, keeping my eyes on him as he walked over to the counter. "You invited them over for a specific reason." As I noticed the slight tense of his body when he turned around to face me, I smiled. "Emmett and J don't know about me moving in here with you!"
He shrugged, trying to hide how uncomfortable he was. "So?"
"They're going to kill you!" I shouted, laughing my ass off.
"Damn, thanks," he replied sarcastically, "I appreciate your confidence, Bae."
"They're going to kill you!" I shouted, laughing my ass off.
"Damn, thanks," he replied sarcastically, "I appreciate your confidence, Bae."
I snorted. "Confidence my ass, dude! You'll need a goddamn priest after this shit!" Shaking my head, I placed my arms across my chest. "This whole 'oh, we're going to have a nice breakfast,' idea of yours is your way of getting Jake and Emmett's permission for you and I to live together...I can't believe that I didn't think of it like that earlier!"
"Fuck off," he mumbled, narrowing his eyes at my delight as he used his hands to lift himself up onto the counter. "This whole thing will work out just fine, Bella. I mean, it's not like we're not all adults here, yeah?" he asked in some serious type of a way that had me throwing my head back in laughter. "I'm serious, man. Plus, Emmett and Jake both like me, so it's all good."
"Oh God, you unintelligent idiot!" I laughed, throwing my hands up in the air, "Of course they like you now…but not after this they won't."
He glared at me as he jumped off of the counter. "I'm tired of your goddamn voice, Bae," he gritted, taking a seat across from me before placing his arms across his chest, "So just do me a solid and close your mouth."
I laughed as I reached for the orange juice. Before my fingers had the chance of wrapping themselves around the plastic container, the dick took a hold of it and poured himself a tall glass. My teeth ground together as I watched him fill the other five glasses up to the goddamn rim with a wide smile over his face, leaving me with the juice that remained on the bottom.
I despised the juice that remained on the bottom.
"Here you go," he murmured, reaching across the table. As he went to pour the piece of shit into my empty glass, I angrily slapped the jug out of his hand, causing it to hit the kitchen door after it flew there. He rolled his eyes at my narrowed ones as he stood up. "Really, Bae...all of that?"
I placed my arms across my chest as he picked it up. "Asshole."
"Freak," he countered, throwing the jug into the trash can.
He glared at me as he jumped off of the counter. "I'm tired of your goddamn voice, Bae," he gritted, taking a seat across from me before placing his arms across his chest, "So just do me a solid and close your mouth."
I laughed as I reached for the orange juice. Before my fingers had the chance of wrapping themselves around the plastic container, the dick took a hold of it and poured himself a tall glass. My teeth ground together as I watched him fill the other five glasses up to the goddamn rim with a wide smile over his face, leaving me with the juice that remained on the bottom.
I despised the juice that remained on the bottom.
"Here you go," he murmured, reaching across the table. As he went to pour the piece of shit into my empty glass, I angrily slapped the jug out of his hand, causing it to hit the kitchen door after it flew there. He rolled his eyes at my narrowed ones as he stood up. "Really, Bae...all of that?"
I placed my arms across my chest as he picked it up. "Asshole."
"Freak," he countered, throwing the jug into the trash can.
"Tool."
He smirked as he took a seat again. "Spaz."
He growled at my amusement while he pushed himself away from the table and stood up. After he swung the kitchen door open and walked out into the living room, I grinned at the mumbled "Bitch," that left the prick's mouth as I sat back and enjoyed this goddamn glorious moment of my life.
A few minutes passed before Rose and Pixie walked into the kitchen. Hearing the guys out in the living room laughing, I hoped that Edward was smart enough to wait about letting them know that I was moving in with him, at least until Emmett and Jake both have some food in their stomachs to maybe soften the blow.
I snorted.
Okay, I'm lying.
That shit won't make a difference, at all.
Either way, the prick's screwed.
"What's so funny?" Pix asked as she grabbed a hold of my chin to kiss me.
I gritted my teeth, watching her take a big sip out of one of the goddamn glasses of orange juice. "Nothing much," I answered, "I'm just thinking about the reactions that are about to take place in this mother."
"So Edward thinks that Em and the dog are going to be peachy keen about having you live with him, huh?"
I rolled my eyes as Rose bent down a bit and gave me one of those weird ass hugs where a motherfucker pats your back. Instead of letting her go when she was done, I stood up and brought her in closer, squeezing the shit out of the hookah. "I'm sorry, you bitch," I whispered into her ear as I felt her relax against me, hugging me like she should have hugged me in the first place.
"It's me who should be the one who apologizes to you, Honey B."
Leaning away, I shook my head as I held onto her shoulders. "Ro—"
"Hey," she interrupted, "Let's just forget about it, okay? You're here, away from all of that bullshit, and I'm proud of you."
I looked away as I nodded. "Yeah."
After we all took a seat, Pixie started. "So, Emmett and Jake don't know about the living arrangements?" she asked me, to which I nodded. "Well, this should be interesting, to say the least."
Rose grimaced as she stood back up, looking around. "Actually, I'll sit in between my man-meat and Smirkward," she suggested, "Pixie Bitch, you sit in between Smirkward and the dog. Honey B, take your place on the other side of your brother, yeah?"
I nodded as Pixie started shoving toast into her mouth, mumbling a "Copy."
Sitting up a bit, I moved over and snatched the toast out of her fingers, taking a bite out of it as I called her a pig. Stealing it back, the chick winked at me before shoving the rest of it into her mouth as the boys walked in with smiles across their faces, all happy go lucky looking while they slapped each others shoulders, acting like they were all best goddamn friends.
Rose broke out in laughter, noticing the all of a sudden brotherhood that was taking place, and as Edward narrowed his eyes at her, she coughed to rid her amusement, causing me to lower my head and mimic her behavior as I pursed my lips together to hide my grin, but not before I noticed the huff of annoyance that came from Pixie, who was sitting across from me.
After Emmett walked over to where I sat and leaned down to kiss my forehead, I lifted my head with a wide smile, breaking out of my thoughts. "Hey, Kiddo."
I pinched his cheek, causing him to roll his eyes at me before he returned my antics with one of his own pinches. "Miss you," I told him in a soft whisper, truly meaning my words as I patted the chair that was placed next to me, "Sit."
Keeping his eyes on mine, he took a seat. "How are you holding up?"
I knew that he wanted to ask me more, to even comment on the faded bruises that were scattered throughout my jaw that I tried to cover up with makeup, but he hid his curiosity well, even though I could tell that he was struggling with doing so.
I gave him a small smile as I ran my thumbs underneath his eyes, pleased that the bags that used to be there were now almost gone, although his face looked a lot skinnier than it used to be, which brought my goddamn thoughts back down again. "I'm okay. You?"
I didn't know if he still used, but I could tell that he was trying.
And that was all that counted, to me at least.
As he nodded with a tired grin over his features, J came in between us and smacked Em's cheek, causing him to groan in return before he turned his attention to the plate that was placed in front of him. Looking up at Jake, I raised an eyebrow, not sure if the kid was still pissed off at me, or anything.
I didn't want to act as if we were cool, when we might not be.
He grabbed a hold of my face, placing an open mouthed kiss over the tip of my nose. "You know that I hate that shit!" I growled in disgust, pushing him away from me as I ran my sleeve against my nose, "Now all that I can smell is your spit!"
After we all took a seat, Pixie started. "So, Emmett and Jake don't know about the living arrangements?" she asked me, to which I nodded. "Well, this should be interesting, to say the least."
Rose grimaced as she stood back up, looking around. "Actually, I'll sit in between my man-meat and Smirkward," she suggested, "Pixie Bitch, you sit in between Smirkward and the dog. Honey B, take your place on the other side of your brother, yeah?"
I nodded as Pixie started shoving toast into her mouth, mumbling a "Copy."
Sitting up a bit, I moved over and snatched the toast out of her fingers, taking a bite out of it as I called her a pig. Stealing it back, the chick winked at me before shoving the rest of it into her mouth as the boys walked in with smiles across their faces, all happy go lucky looking while they slapped each others shoulders, acting like they were all best goddamn friends.
Rose broke out in laughter, noticing the all of a sudden brotherhood that was taking place, and as Edward narrowed his eyes at her, she coughed to rid her amusement, causing me to lower my head and mimic her behavior as I pursed my lips together to hide my grin, but not before I noticed the huff of annoyance that came from Pixie, who was sitting across from me.
After Emmett walked over to where I sat and leaned down to kiss my forehead, I lifted my head with a wide smile, breaking out of my thoughts. "Hey, Kiddo."
I pinched his cheek, causing him to roll his eyes at me before he returned my antics with one of his own pinches. "Miss you," I told him in a soft whisper, truly meaning my words as I patted the chair that was placed next to me, "Sit."
Keeping his eyes on mine, he took a seat. "How are you holding up?"
I knew that he wanted to ask me more, to even comment on the faded bruises that were scattered throughout my jaw that I tried to cover up with makeup, but he hid his curiosity well, even though I could tell that he was struggling with doing so.
I gave him a small smile as I ran my thumbs underneath his eyes, pleased that the bags that used to be there were now almost gone, although his face looked a lot skinnier than it used to be, which brought my goddamn thoughts back down again. "I'm okay. You?"
I didn't know if he still used, but I could tell that he was trying.
And that was all that counted, to me at least.
As he nodded with a tired grin over his features, J came in between us and smacked Em's cheek, causing him to groan in return before he turned his attention to the plate that was placed in front of him. Looking up at Jake, I raised an eyebrow, not sure if the kid was still pissed off at me, or anything.
I didn't want to act as if we were cool, when we might not be.
He grabbed a hold of my face, placing an open mouthed kiss over the tip of my nose. "You know that I hate that shit!" I growled in disgust, pushing him away from me as I ran my sleeve against my nose, "Now all that I can smell is your spit!"
"Take it easy," he smiled, lightly smacking my cheeks.
I went to slap his goddamn mouth but froze, hearing the Pixie whistle. "Over here, pup!" Looking over at the broad, I grinned as she pointed at J with one hand, using the other one to pat the chair that was placed next to her. He growled, and in response to his irritation, she waved a piece of bacon in the air. "That's right, boy! Come and get it!"
Leaning down, he nodded towards Rose as he whispered into my ear. "Ever since the Barbie over there started calling me a fucking dog in front of her, short stuff gets a kick out of it."
Grinning, I ran my fingers through his hair. "If she hears you calling her a Barbie, Rose is going to shove her heel so far up your ass that you'll be walking on your head."
"Yeah, yeah," he whispered with a roll of his eyes before walking away.
I caught myself smiling as I looked around the table, actually feeling pretty good.
Every single time that my eyes met Jasper's, he would wink at me. Honestly, I was running out of goddamn biscuits, what with the way that I would constantly throw them at him. The kid would only catch them in return and tip his head in my direction with a murmur of "Why thank you, Ma'am."
J was practically breathing down his food as Rose sat there and glared at him, a gag leaving her being every few seconds. That behavior only earned herself a visual of the kid's chewed up food as he opened his mouth and spit out a "SEE food salad, R Baby!"
I went to slap his goddamn mouth but froze, hearing the Pixie whistle. "Over here, pup!" Looking over at the broad, I grinned as she pointed at J with one hand, using the other one to pat the chair that was placed next to her. He growled, and in response to his irritation, she waved a piece of bacon in the air. "That's right, boy! Come and get it!"
Leaning down, he nodded towards Rose as he whispered into my ear. "Ever since the Barbie over there started calling me a fucking dog in front of her, short stuff gets a kick out of it."
Grinning, I ran my fingers through his hair. "If she hears you calling her a Barbie, Rose is going to shove her heel so far up your ass that you'll be walking on your head."
"Yeah, yeah," he whispered with a roll of his eyes before walking away.
During The Madness
I caught myself smiling as I looked around the table, actually feeling pretty good.
Every single time that my eyes met Jasper's, he would wink at me. Honestly, I was running out of goddamn biscuits, what with the way that I would constantly throw them at him. The kid would only catch them in return and tip his head in my direction with a murmur of "Why thank you, Ma'am."
J was practically breathing down his food as Rose sat there and glared at him, a gag leaving her being every few seconds. That behavior only earned herself a visual of the kid's chewed up food as he opened his mouth and spit out a "SEE food salad, R Baby!"
Pix was grilling the steak out of Edward, telling him that he was in dire need of new clothes, and that the two of them had to go shopping some time soon. All that the poor kid could do was groan in return. At one point during breakfast, the broad stood up and brought measuring tape out of her Mary Poppins purse before she took numbers of his neck and shoulders.
Em had one of his arms around my shoulders while he talked to Blue Eyes and Edward about different types of guns. Men and guns...I don't get it, and never will, but...whatever floats their goddamn boats, I guess.
After we all finished eating, I looked over at Edward and grinned as I caught the uneasiness that was practically radiating out of his being. As conversation started dying down, I kind of felt bad for the kid, knowing that he was trying to come up with a way to tell my two burly men about our living arrangements.
Em had one of his arms around my shoulders while he talked to Blue Eyes and Edward about different types of guns. Men and guns...I don't get it, and never will, but...whatever floats their goddamn boats, I guess.
After we all finished eating, I looked over at Edward and grinned as I caught the uneasiness that was practically radiating out of his being. As conversation started dying down, I kind of felt bad for the kid, knowing that he was trying to come up with a way to tell my two burly men about our living arrangements.
Kind of, being the key motherfucking word.
Leaning back into Em's arm, I smirked. "Edward, you good over there, buddy?"
"Perfect," he gritted, trying to hide his irritation, "Thanks for asking."
Leaning back into Em's arm, I smirked. "Edward, you good over there, buddy?"
"Perfect," he gritted, trying to hide his irritation, "Thanks for asking."
He was clearly, clearly...not thanking me.
"You look a bit nervous," I stated.
Leaning back, he placed his arms across his chest, returning my raised eyebrow with his own. "I'm not nervous, Bella...are you nervous?"
"You look a bit nervous," I stated.
Leaning back, he placed his arms across his chest, returning my raised eyebrow with his own. "I'm not nervous, Bella...are you nervous?"
"Now, why would I be nervous?" I asked him before I looked over to my left, "Do I look nervous to you, my dearest brother, the past football champion of Fork's high?"
He shook his head, looking all proud of himself. "I guess not, kiddo."
Looking across the table, I raised an eyebrow at the kid who was still shoving food down his throat. "Do I look nervous to you or to your two hundred and twenty five pounds of pure muscle, Jake?"
J looked at me, then at Edward, and then back at me again before he shook his head. "I uh, guess not, Bells. Is there a reason for you to look nervous, or something?"
I shook my head as I kicked my legs out, like a goddamn man. "Not at all. I feel perfectly fine. Safe. All in one piece. Alive, even."
Rose and Pix snorted and Edward glared at the both of them as he quickly stood up to his feet, running one of his hands down his face while his other one started clearing the table. After a few seconds of watching the kid's rapid form moving around the kitchen, I couldn't fucking help it...
I choked on the water that I was drinking, because he was seriously sweating...
Like, profusely.
I choked on the water that I was drinking, because he was seriously sweating...
Like, profusely.
Once I got myself under control, I turned my attention over to Jasper. "Blue Eyes, how is it like living with the Pixie ever since you moved out of here?"
Not thinking anything of it, he shrugged as he licked his lips, looking at Alice in some sick type of a way. "It's all good, Brown Eyes...you know how it is."
I rolled my eyes at Clyde — not knowing how it is — but as Jake cracked his knuckles and looked over at Edward — who swallowed from the simple act — Rose and I both grinned. "Hey, man...you looking for a roommate?"
Em smiled, leaning forward as he looked over at the now nervous Edward. "Oh yeah, dude. J has been looking for a while. If he moved in here with you, that would bring him a lot closer to all of us, instead of us having to drive all the way up to the Rez to see him."
Jake nodded — looking all hopeful and shit — as Edward walked over to the fridge — that was, mind you, the farthest spot from the two gorillas that I call my boys — and leaned against it. "Uhm, well, you know..."
Emmett's eyebrows scrunched together at Edward's pause. "Damn, Cullen...you do look nervous. You good?"
Blue Eyes went to reach for one after Edward placed the plate of cupcakes directly in front of Emmett and Jake, but his hand was smacked away by his cousin, who gave Jasper a quick shake of the head, silently telling him to fuck off as Pixie's jaw dropped to her lap. "What the hell, man?"
Rose rolled her eyes in some bored type of a way as she went looking through her purse for a nail filer. "Obviously, the cupcakes are only for the football champ and Mr. Muscle Man, darlin."
Em raised a brow at Edward — trying to figure out what his deal was — as the kid started running a couple of scrunched up napkins over his sweaty forehead. "Hells yeah!" J shouted, not paying any attention to the nervous form that was standing beside him as he grabbed a cupcake and tore the wrapping off of it. After tossing the treat into his mouth, he moaned, licking the goddamn icing off of his fingers as his eyes widened in nothing but happiness. "Oh God, the kid's right, man! These are amazing," he mumbled around his digits.
Blue Eyes kept his attention on Edward and Emmett as he tried to piece shit together.
Pix stood up and wrapped the measuring tape around Edward's waist. "Good form."
Rose leaned back in her chair, still bored.
I on the other hand, had my fair share of enjoyment. "I'm moving in with Edward."
"Like hell you are!" Em growled as he stood up to his feet at the same time that J yelled out a loud "Nope!" while he followed my brother's behavior, pushing himself away from the table as he tossed his second or third half eaten cupcake on the floor.
Rose and I both gasped...
Not because of the soon-to-be murder scene...
Our shock was caused by J wasting his cupcake.
Like...that never happens, people. No lie.
Edward raised his hands up in the air. "Come on, guys...let's calm down, yeah?"
Em pointed a finger at me, ignoring Edward's suggestion. "You're not moving in with him."
"Baby, calm down," Rose told her man as I narrowed my eyes at my brother for thinking that he could tell me what to do. Standing up to her feet, she placed her hands over her hips. "Honey B isn't a kid anymore, she's free to do whatever she wants to do, and she doesn't need your permi—"
"Ssssshhhhhh!" Emmett hissed, interrupting his woman as he covered up her mouth with one of his hands, keeping his attention on me. "No fucking way, Kiddo."
Rose and I both gasped...
Not because of the soon-to-be murder scene...
Our shock was caused by J wasting his cupcake.
Like...that never happens, people. No lie.
Edward raised his hands up in the air. "Come on, guys...let's calm down, yeah?"
Em pointed a finger at me, ignoring Edward's suggestion. "You're not moving in with him."
"Baby, calm down," Rose told her man as I narrowed my eyes at my brother for thinking that he could tell me what to do. Standing up to her feet, she placed her hands over her hips. "Honey B isn't a kid anymore, she's free to do whatever she wants to do, and she doesn't need your permi—"
"Ssssshhhhhh!" Emmett hissed, interrupting his woman as he covered up her mouth with one of his hands, keeping his attention on me. "No fucking way, Kiddo."
Three…
Two…
Rose grabbed a hold of his wrist and twisted it, making him yelp. "Did you just shhh me, Emmett McCarty?" she asked him in a low hiss, to which he shook his head no, quickly telling her that he didn't even know what 'Shhh' meant. Satisfied, Rose nodded and let go of her hold before pushing him down to his chair. "That's what I thought."
"R Baby, I completely understand where Emmett is coming from, and he's right," Jake started, pointing at me, "Bells is in no way, shape, or form...moving in with Edw—ahhhh shit..." he hissed in pain as Pix grabbed onto his finger and bent it backwards while she remained seated.
Rose grabbed a hold of his wrist and twisted it, making him yelp. "Did you just shhh me, Emmett McCarty?" she asked him in a low hiss, to which he shook his head no, quickly telling her that he didn't even know what 'Shhh' meant. Satisfied, Rose nodded and let go of her hold before pushing him down to his chair. "That's what I thought."
"R Baby, I completely understand where Emmett is coming from, and he's right," Jake started, pointing at me, "Bells is in no way, shape, or form...moving in with Edw—ahhhh shit..." he hissed in pain as Pix grabbed onto his finger and bent it backwards while she remained seated.
"Sit down," she ordered, "Now."
After J took a seat, she patted him on the head, murmuring a "Good boy," as she reached across the table to grab a piece of bacon. As she waved it in front of his face, he groaned, but took the motherfucker, chewing on it in some angry manner.
A couple of tense filled moments with Em and J still glaring at Edward passed before he took a seat and leaned back, placing his arms across his chest. "Look, guys. I know how protective you are of Bella, and I get that. She's just going to move in here with me until she gets her shit strait, that's all. Honestly, it's not a big deal."
Jake glanced at my brother before his eyes met my own. I instantly lowered my head, keeping my attention on my lap as I felt his gaze on me, because I knew that he saw me hurt before, unfortunately, and I felt uncomfortable with his knowledge. "I'm okay with it, Emmett."
I lifted my head at his statement, and saw it.
For some reason, Jake knew that Cullen wouldn't hurt me.
It was written, everywhere.
Emmett kept his eyes on Edward as he leaned back, placing his arms across his chest. "You two aren't together, or some shit...right?"
"Absolutely not," Edward and I both said, together.
"You do anything, and I'll feed you your own motherfucking balls."
"I understand, man," Edward replied, holding his hands up by his shoulders.
Em looked around, not at ease. "Where's her goddamn bedroom?"
"It's in Jasper's old one," Edward answered with a roll of his eyes as he stood up, "No worries."
"How far away is it from your room?" J asked, pushing himself up to his feet as Emmett stood up. "I need exact measurements."
Pix shot up from her seat, throwing her hands up in the air. "Jesus Christ, men! It's not like these two are fucking!"
After J took a seat, she patted him on the head, murmuring a "Good boy," as she reached across the table to grab a piece of bacon. As she waved it in front of his face, he groaned, but took the motherfucker, chewing on it in some angry manner.
A couple of tense filled moments with Em and J still glaring at Edward passed before he took a seat and leaned back, placing his arms across his chest. "Look, guys. I know how protective you are of Bella, and I get that. She's just going to move in here with me until she gets her shit strait, that's all. Honestly, it's not a big deal."
Jake glanced at my brother before his eyes met my own. I instantly lowered my head, keeping my attention on my lap as I felt his gaze on me, because I knew that he saw me hurt before, unfortunately, and I felt uncomfortable with his knowledge. "I'm okay with it, Emmett."
I lifted my head at his statement, and saw it.
For some reason, Jake knew that Cullen wouldn't hurt me.
It was written, everywhere.
Emmett kept his eyes on Edward as he leaned back, placing his arms across his chest. "You two aren't together, or some shit...right?"
"Absolutely not," Edward and I both said, together.
"You do anything, and I'll feed you your own motherfucking balls."
"I understand, man," Edward replied, holding his hands up by his shoulders.
Em looked around, not at ease. "Where's her goddamn bedroom?"
"It's in Jasper's old one," Edward answered with a roll of his eyes as he stood up, "No worries."
"How far away is it from your room?" J asked, pushing himself up to his feet as Emmett stood up. "I need exact measurements."
Pix shot up from her seat, throwing her hands up in the air. "Jesus Christ, men! It's not like these two are fucking!"
"They better not be!" Em and J growled in perfect harmony with each other.
Edward's jaw tensed as Emmett leaned towards him. "Fuck, man! You know me better than that!"
My brother laughed like a psycho as he cocked his head to the side, his arms across his chest. "Is that right?"
Noticing that Edward's hands were quickly turning into fists, I rolled my eyes and got up. After walking over to where they were standing, I placed myself in between the two of them, shaking my head as I pushed them away from each other with my palms against their chests. "Alright, so this is all well and done with. There's no need for all of this dramatic bullshit, seriously."
Emmett glared at my hand that was over Edward's chest. "I'll fucking kill you, ma—"
Edward's jaw tensed as Emmett leaned towards him. "Fuck, man! You know me better than that!"
My brother laughed like a psycho as he cocked his head to the side, his arms across his chest. "Is that right?"
Noticing that Edward's hands were quickly turning into fists, I rolled my eyes and got up. After walking over to where they were standing, I placed myself in between the two of them, shaking my head as I pushed them away from each other with my palms against their chests. "Alright, so this is all well and done with. There's no need for all of this dramatic bullshit, seriously."
Emmett glared at my hand that was over Edward's chest. "I'll fucking kill you, ma—"
"Fellas, enough of this shit already." I turned my attention to Jasper when he spoke, watching him as he stood up and rolled his eyes at my brother. "Listen, McCarty. Your sister and my cousin aren't fucking, alright? I mean, these two can't be in the same room for more than ten goddamn minutes without killing each other."
"Ten minutes!" Em shouted, "A lot can happen in ten goddamn minu—"
"Oh, shut up!" Rose yelled as she slapped the back of his head after standing up.
"Fine!" he groaned like a goddamn child, rubbing the spot where his woman hit him a second ago. "I'm just going to check around the perimeter," he continued with a nod towards J, "And if we find it to our goddamn standards, then so be it."
Edward rolled his eyes, but nodded. "Whatever, man."
As all three of them walked through the kitchen door — not so best friends-like anymore — Pixie whistled, taking a seat. "Lord above," she whispered, shaking her head as I sat down on Rose's lap, "Bella Boo, I'm sorry, but...I feel bad for any future men of yours."
"Introducing future men of mine to those two?" I asked in a scoff, "Yeah, okay. There's no goddamn way."
Rose hummed, agreeing with me. "I say that we all go out tomorrow night to celebrate you moving in with Edward."
Looking over my shoulder, I raised an eyebrow at her. "Yeah?"
"Definitely!" Pix screeched. "Ceeeeeee-le-brate good times, come o—"
Rose leaned over a bit and covered up her mouth, interrupting her joy. "Too much, Pixie Bitch. Too much."
"And you mean all of us, with the guys included?" I asked as Pixie swatted Rose's hand away with a roll of her eyes.
"Why not?" Rose shrugged, "We all need a goddamn night out, and we have off from work. Let's do it. Plus, that James character invited Em out, so why not make it all of us?"
This should be fucking spectacular.
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