Playlist:You had me- Joss Stone, Something in your mouth- Nickelback, Rolling In the Deep- Adele
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(the italicized, bold print is a flashback~just in case you needed that explained for ya!)
On the first page of our story the future looked so bright, then this thing turned out so evil. I don't know why I'm so surprised. Even angels have their wicked schemes.
Chapter 2- Bella
I sat on the bed in Carlisle and Esme's guest room and leaning back began to wonder how in the hell I actually got here. Huddled under the covers with my arms wrapped around my legs the memories flooded my brain. My whole life had been one big clusterfuck, but nothing like it is now.
(Two years earlier)
I threw on the first outfit that I saw, grabbed my bag and left the house. My Grandmother yelling at my back, screaming about how only tramps dressed the way I was, then continuing her screams about the smoke she sees wafting around my head. I tune her out, it's not like I really give a fuck about anything she says. She doesn't really want me living at her house and I don't really want to be there either, so we are on even playing fields.
Two cigarettes and several pills later I walked into the shitty yard of Jessica's house. I knew that she never really liked me but she was always able to score some really good shit so I stuck with her. Besides, where the fuck else did I have to go?
I dropped my purse in Jessica's room and popped a pill she held out to me. I washed it down with some shit in a red plastic cup. Just then the music began to blare out of the speakers; I moved back to the living room to dance. I was happily numb and wanted to enjoy myself.
I danced and sang along to the words. I felt strong hands pull me into a hard body and grind his large erection into my ass. Like the tease I was I pushed back against him and shook my ass. I was too wasted to worry about who it was; I just knew that this would be the best way to end my night. My mystery man leaned down and whispered into my ear. His sexy voice caused all sorts of tingling in my body that ran rampant along my nerve endings.
You tease them all by sucking on your thumb
You're so much cooler when you never pull it out
Cause you look so much cuter with something in your mouth.
And again because I'm a tease I put my thumb in my mouth and pushing it in and out at the same time I reach back and grabbed his dick.
He gripped me by my shoulders and spun me around to face him. I noticed my tattooed God standing before me. This night was going to be so much better than I ever thought.
"Let's go." He grabbed my arm and pulled me out of the living room. He hurried me through the kitchen and only paused long enough to grab a bottle of something off of the kitchen counter before we hit the grassy back yard. He kept pulling until we were two streets away from Jessica's shitty house. I never said a word, I just allowed him to pull me along. I was too high and too drunk to even worry about where he was taking me and what we would do when we got there.
He seemed pretty wasted also. Not enough to bother his ability to get hard because he was sporting some massive wood. I didn't worry about what we would do when we arrived at our new destination; I knew that feeling something that brought me joy for a while would be nice change for me, and I couldn't wait for it.
He led me up the steps of an equally shitty house and pushed the door open. All the lights were out and no one was here at the moment, safe for the two of us. As soon as the door was pushed closed he had me against it. His large frame easily picked me up and pressed into me. His lips were immediately on my neck and his hands covered my breasts. I wanted him in the worst way. He pulled my top off and the tiny bra I wore under it soon followed.
He licked and kissed every single inch of my skin on my chest. "Fuck!" That single word summed it all up perfectly.
"Oh, don't you worry your pretty little head. You're gonna get fucked." He panted against my chest.
Why did his sexy voice and hot words turn me into a big old pile of motherfucking goo?
Something about him was different, he was more. I didn't know how he was 'more' exactly; I just knew somehow he was more. More than any guy I have ever been with.
Not that I've ever had that much of a selection process for the guys I slept with but I did at least know their names. This one I had no clue, he was still basically a stranger to me. I had seen him around a time or two but that was it. And yet something about the fact that I didn't know his name made this all the more fun. That had to have been the pills and booze talking.
I began to pull his shirt off of his body. He leaned away to pull it over his head and I once again noticed the sexy ass tattoos. I ran my hand across his arms and down his chest, touching each one. I touched the arm that was marked with the coffin with the brilliant red roses growing out of the soil around it on his forearm. He had so many that they seemed to run from one to another without interruption. I could tell from seeing him earlier that the tattoos would be sexy but this is above and beyond what I ever imagined. I do so love me a man with tattoos. I hoped he liked the tattoos that I had, so far very little had come out of his mouth so I would have to wait till later to find that out, I guess.
"Take your boots off." He said as he struggled with my button on my skirt. He continued to fumble around with that and the zipper as I bent over to unzip my boots and kick them off. When my boots were gone, he pulled my skirt down and it too was tossed to unknown places in the room. I stood before him in just my underwear. I was thanking the heavens that I decided to wear a new pair, of sexy black lace. His eyes showed me that he appreciated the effort.
"Damn woman, you are fucking fine." He informed me before his mouth assaulted my neck again. One of his hands lifted both of mine above my head and pinned them to the wall. His strong dominant words and actions were making me wetter by the second. The anticipation thrummed through me, I knew that tonight was a turning point of some kind.
What type of turning point was lost on me when his body slowly descended along mine, kissing each inch of the way. When he reached my waist he pulled my panties down and spread my legs with his left hand. I instantly complied and he dove right into me. His first kiss to my clit was gentle but after that he was pure machine. He licked, sucked and teased me to within an inch of my orgasm. I was getting weak with need for him and he still was partially dressed. I didn't even have an idea what I was working with here. I mean I had basically held it in my hands but I really wanted to lay my eyes on it, bare! But hell his mouth was fucking magic so I didn't care if the package was less than impressive.
He abruptly stood and I dropped to my knees to take care of his pants. I wanted to see what he had for me. With his pants and boxers gone I was not disappointed. AT ALL! I grinned wickedly and took as much of his large cock into my mouth as I could, the rest I held in my hand. He disappointed me when he stopped me after three passes up and down his length.
"Baby as much as I love that, it'll be over way too quickly that way. Besides I promised that you were going to get fucked and I'm a man of my word." He spun me and pressed my chest against the wall, pushing my hands up over my head again. He kicked my ankles once more apart and slid his sweet cock into me. All coherent thought stopped at that point in time. His hands came to rest on the wall on either side of my head and he leaned down to whisper into my ear. "Do you like that?" I nodded at him. "Out loud, tell me." He demanded.
"Oh God yes, I like that." I whimpered. He pushed in so deep and pulled out so slow, I could feel his body pressing all the buttons that my body had.
"You feel so good with your sweet little pussy wrapped around me." He wrapped an arm around my chest trapping my boobs beneath his arm as he continued to increase his pace. He shifted his hips and pushed in deeper. I could honestly feel him filling every possible spot in me. It felt so delicious. "So deep." He moaned. I nodded my head at him again as he licked my neck and up my ear.
"Oh yes, baby, yes. Feels so good, make me come." I begged.
"Edward." He responded.
"What?" I was lost, too much thought to process as he pounded in and out of me.
"Edward, not baby. Baby can be any man, I want you to call out for Edward, know that it's me that made you feel good. Say it!" He demanded. His grip tightened on my breast he was holding and then he pinched my nipple.
"Fuck yes, Edward. You make me feel good. You Edward." I screeched as I came. I'm certain it was not porn worthy in any way what so ever, in fact it probably sounded like a damn owl but I didn't give a fuck. I came so hard I saw star, the force of my orgasm wiped any concern away of how porn star I sounded. Edward thrust into me one last time and grunted his pleasure as he came right behind me, he must not have worried about my sounds either.
We stood for a few minutes against the wall, Edward's head resting in the crevice that my shoulder blades made. He pulled back slightly and pulled my arms down off the wall. He slipped out of me and turned us both towards the bed. I began to climb in and he pulled me back. "Not that side, that's my side." Edward moved around me and settled into 'his side' and then pulled me against him.
I felt myself drifting off when I had the urge to tell him my name as well. "Bella." I whispered. "Bella's my name."
"Okay, sleep now." Edward kissed my temple. He was such a dichotomy, one second he was rough and demanding, the next he is sweet and comforting. These two sides of Edward swirled around my brain until I drifted off to sleep.
I awoke to a pounding on the door and a man yelling, "Get up you fucker and throw the bitch out. We need to eat!" Edward jerked upright in the bed and pulled the covers up over my body.
"James shut the fuck up, I was asleep. Leave me alone!" Edward growled.
James turned the knob and pranced into the room like he owned the place. I lay still, pretending that I was asleep pressed against Edward's side. "Come on, you can't ditch us. This is us, your boys. We always go and eat after a good party." James waved his hands towards me as he continued to talk. "Edward, come on, you already skipped out of the party early for this. You had your fun, so let's go and eat." James pleaded.
I felt Edward's body tense up as he prepared to answer. "I'm only going to tell you this one time, get the fuck out of my room. I don't want breakfast, I want sleep. Go fucking eat but leave me the hell alone." Edward's voice rose in level with each word until the last few were yelled out for the whole house to hear them.
"What the fuck ever man, turn your back on us for some fucking piece of ass, see if we care." James and several other guys turned to move out of Edward's room.
When the door was secured behind them, Edward rose and walked over to it. His pause let me know that this might be my opportunity to go before he said the words. I moved to the side of the bed and reached down to grab my clothes. Edward must have heard my movements because he paused, locked the door and came back to sit on the bed beside me.
"Hey, where you going?" He asked with as much softness as I realized he was ever going to have in his voice.
"I uh…I was gonna get going so you could go and eat with them." My hand made a feeble attempt at pointing towards the last place we saw the guys standing.
Edward's hand rushed up and cupped my jaw, "Whatever, go if you want but I'm going back to bed." He threw himself back in the bed. "Stay if you want." He seemed sincere when he said it. Edward wanted to be here with me then I certainly wanted to be there with him. Besides I was hoping for some more action with him.
"Okay." I responded dropping my bra back to the floor and allowing Edward to pull me back to the bed. I had so many questions that I wanted to ask but at the same time I didn't want to shatter the fragile silence between us. His smile spread as I lay back down, he moved the sheet and climbed over my body. We fucked again, he seemed to not be able to get enough of me but I had no complaints about it. His touch was so sweet even when it was rough against my skin. I felt his passion pour out each time our skin connected.
I shook my head to pull myself out of the past. I wouldn't allow myself to remember the times when he showed his love, the times when he did something sweet for me. I couldn't allow that now. Not after I had to flee the house because he threatened to set the damn thing on fire.
He watched me gather my shit, he watched as I took the picture of my mother down. This was the first time since I had hung it there, proudly on the wall of our living room that I had taken it down. I had had enough of his shit- his cheating, his drinking, just enough of everything. I just wanted peace in my life. Maybe I was getting old, maybe tired, who the fuck knew what I was going through but I needed to be away from Edward. I just couldn't do it anymore, when I told him so he got a dark angry look in his eyes.
He glinted at me and told me that, "Our love is crazy, we're nuts. But I can tell you this if you leave this house I will burn this motherfucker to the ground." He stood looking at me and the expression in his eyes told me that he meant it. I wanted to be scared of that shit but I just couldn't, hell maybe even death would be better than the shit I see each day in my life. So I pushed Edward a little further.
"What the fuck are you going to do? Huh, kill us both?" I threw my hands around and tried to make myself look bigger and less scared than I really was. I shoved his shoulder and slapped him when he didn't answer me.
"Bella, you can't go. I'm sorry, we can stop this shit, we can." Edward changed from the big bad wolf to little lost boy in the woods. He reached for my hand and I yanked it back. His change had added a certain amount of power to my ego.
"Go tell your shitty stories to someone who doesn't know any better, because I do. I've heard them all before." I spat back at him over my shoulder as I continued to gather my stuff from the house.
"B, without you in my life I'll go out of my fuckin' mind. I mean it!" And suddenly the rage was back. Now I was the one lost in the woods. I grabbed my bag and tried to run from the house as I saw Edward grab the lighter again. His eyes were alive with anger and rage. When I dashed past him and towards the door he grabbed my bag off of my shoulder. I let it go and continued to run. I heard him screaming for me from the doorway of the apartment. I turned once and saw flames leaping up the curtains of our bedroom. I turned back and continued to run away. I was running towards the only place I knew I had to go. I heard the sirens but I kept running. I was running away from him and towards the only hope I had for a normal life.
E/N: I'm going to see Bobby tonight! I'm so excited :) If anyone else is there I hope to see you all! If not then you have plenty of time to leave me a review and let me know what you thought of it...ease my scared to death heart! Don't forget to look for a new teaser on Monday on The Fictionator's web site.
Till next time...
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