Ch 9: Falling and Fallen

Bella.

Alice had declared casual dress for this party which was a relief. I eyed up my reflection in the mirror. I was perfectly comfortable living in my jeans and t shirts but it drove Alice nuts.

Alice bought this shirt for me last year and I had never worn it. The deep blue material looked fantastic against my skin and the v-neck exposed the skin between my breasts. I turned sideways in the mirror inspecting the jeans I had paired it with. Though I hadn’t gained much weight; my womanly attributes were most certainly more pronounced than they had been a few years ago.

After a moment of staring at my ass, I laughed out loud. I really needed a boyfriend to be doing that for me. Passing up my worn sneakers, I grabbed my black ankle boots and a warm coat. It was still cool outside even though the snow had melted off last month.

I tried not to think about Emmett or any of the weirdness that happened last week. I had a strange feeling, something unsettling, I couldn’t place it. I sighed and sang along to my Ipod to distract myself. It’s just a party and a small one at that. Alice had promised Emmett that it would be kept small.

Emmett surprised me when he put his two cents in stating that if there was going to be drinking we would have to make plans to stay over. He left no room for argument. I let it go figuring since Alice would be there it would be at least bearable.

I knew Angela would be there and Ben, too. They had been dating since grade school. Angela was a sweet girl and came off shy to strangers. Ben got on great with Jasper and Alice thought it would help Jasper feel more comfortable to have him there. Emmett was supposed to pick Rose up in Forks and bring her back to his place for our surprise. .

I’d offered to help Alice decorate but she declined. Alice figured out a few years back she is better off doing things like that herself. She is a control freak but at least she recognizes it. Every time Rose or I would attempt to help, Alice she would end up shooing us away. It was fine by me, decorating wasn’t my thing.

When I got up to Emmett’s apartment I found Alice arranging helium balloons in the living room. She had streamers and bits of aluminum confetti tossed about on all the open surfaces. The breakfast bar, between the kitchen and living room, was filled with trays of crackers and dips and cold cuts with a variety of cheeses. Alice showed me the coat closet where I stashed my things then we headed to the kitchen. When I came around the corner I was feigned shock. There must have been over a hundred dollars in hard liquor on the counter. Alice always over did things.

“Are you sure you have enough, Ali?” I teased her. She giggled and I added, “You really shouldn’t have bought all that.”

“Meh, we will go through it eventually, even if its not tonight. Now, let’s get your makeup done.” Alice grabbed my hand and led me to the bathroom. My pixie friend looked like she had just stepped out of a teen magazine. She was wearing a short, black pleated shirt and a short sleeve white button up tied in a knot at her waist. Knee high stockings, a wide, bright red belt and a pair of red Mary Jane’s completed her look.

I held still while Alice brushed and rubbed and blotted my face. I didn’t usually wear make-up, not a lot anyway. A little shadow and mascara was all I would bother with for school and some days I didn’t even do that. Alice was able to work magic with makeup, though. She was a true artist. I could never get eye shadow to look the same as it did when she was holding the brush.

Fifteen minutes later, she was done with me and was touching up her own face. Examining her work I smiled, she never ceases to amaze. My boring brown eyes were lined in chocolate velvet and the combination of shadow she used made my eyes smoky and seductive. She was really good.

“That top looks great on you Bella,” Alice praised me, “You should wear it more often.”

“Thanks,” I mumbled looking down at my exposed skin. This bra is great, I smirked.

“You need a boyfriend, Bella.” Alice said as if she were telling me I needed to pick up a gallon of milk at the store.

Sometimes, I swear she can read my mind but that would have been impossible: she was just hyper sensitive to the vibe around her. She had a knack for being objective and observant which of course would allow her to draw certain educated conclusions.

Little did she know how much I agreed with her. There was no one around Forks I was attracted to though. The last date I had gone on was with Seth. Seth was a nice guy but towards the end of dinner he began acting really uncomfortable. When he dropped me off he made no move to hug me or otherwise and didn’t say anything about going out again. He didn’t even say he was going to call me later and he didn’t. I wasn’t that bad of company so I don’t really know what his problem was but whatever, life goes on.

“Who all is coming tonight?” I changed the subject.

“Angela and Ben will be here and Nikki and Rob. Jasper should be here anytime.” Alice pulled her phone from the small pocket hidden in the pleats of her skirt. Checking for missed calls she licked her wicked red, painted lips and I giggled.

Alice sighed. “I really like him.”

I didn’t know how to respond. I talked to Jasper at school and I liked him but this would be the first time I’d ever seen them together.

“Cool, well it will be fun to hang out with him,” I offered.

As if on queue, the buzzer rang and Alice scurried out off the bathroom to open the doors downstairs. Casting one last look in the mirror I decided it didn’t really matter how sexy I looked, I didn’t have a date, so sexy eyes and pouty lips would get me no where.

Angela and Ben had arrived at the same time as Jasper and they all came upstairs together. Alice hit play on her Ipod she jacked into Emmett’s stereo earlier and was handing out beer to the guys.

Angela was like me; she didn’t drink much. She was a quiet girl and very sweet. Ben was quiet too, always the soft spoken gentleman. They were quite the pair. I knew later Angela would have a few drinks.

Just as I finished greeting Angela and Ben the buzzer went off again and Alice skipped off leaving us in the living room .

“It’s crazy that Rose is already making plans to move in with Emmett,” Angela was chattering at me. “Seems like we were all freshman not too long ago and now Rose already has plans for after graduation.”

“I know, huh, Rose knows what she wants though.” I tried to sound positive. Too close to the subject of Emmett I turned the conversation back on her. “Have you made any plans? I mean, after graduation?”

“Ben and I have both applied to a few colleges. We have decided wherever we go, we will go together. Neither of us wants to live in dorms. We are going to look for an apartment off campus when we get accepted somewhere.” She finished almost dreamily and for some reason it soured my stomach. Her romance was a tad too storybook for my taste but I was glad she was happy.

Alice skipped back into the room followed by Nicole and Rob. Nicole was in my English class and PE and Rob sat in the back of Chemistry. I wasn’t close to Nicole but Alice was. Nicole was never around; since freshman year she was always off with her boyfriend, Rob. They were a bit obsessed with each other. Rob could care less about school and was extremely laid back. He was up for anything. Nicole was quite the opposite. She was smart as hell and excelled in all her classes. Like Rob she was open to just about anything but she was a control freak similar to Alice where he was content to sit back and let her lead him around.

I bet she ties him up, I made myself blush at the thought.

Nicole volunteered to handle drinks. Her mom was a bartender and Nicole knew a lot of cool drinks that most of us had never heard of. Usually, Nicole wouldn’t make drinks for the bigger parties Alice would throw, it was too much work. For this small get together we had going on, she said she didn’t mind, and Alice squealed excitedly.

It didn’t take much to get Alice to squeal; I glanced in Jasper’s direction and felt the heat returning to my cheeks. I really needed to stop that.

Sitting on the leather couches in the living room, the topic of conversation was Tyler Crowley and the mystery of what really happened with or to him. He hadn’t been in school today and the rumors were running wild. He killed someone. He got a DUI. He robbed a bank. Small towns were incredible for rumors, gossip and misinformation.

Alice jumped like a bee had stung her and whipped her phone from her small pocket. “They are here!” she dashed across the room to lower the volume on the stereo while waving her phone in the air. We all sat quietly until we heard the door swing open.

“SURPRISE!” We stayed in our seats on the couches and loudly greeted Rose. There was no jumping out from behind furniture or anything cheesy like that.

Rose startled in shock and her face paled. As it registered what was happening, the corners of her mouth twisted up. Alice bounded across the room and wrapped her arms tightly around Rose.

“What are we celebrating?,” Rose ask Alice who still clung to her arm.

Alice beamed. “You, silly, and Emmett, of course.” Alice batted her eyes at Emmett who was watching Rose’s reaction with a goofy grin.

Rose shook her head and smiling brightly greeted everyone. Alice turned the music back up and after getting an idea of what everyone had a taste for Nicole went to mixing drinks. Emmett moved to the back of the room and swung open an ornately carved cabinet on the wall. I hadn’t noticed it before. Ben, Rob and Jasper quickly joined him when he revealed the dart board inside.

Alice and Angela were engrossed boy talk so I went to see if Nicole needed any help in the kitchen. I dint know anything about mixing drinks but at least I could keep her company. “Hey, Nicole, need a hand?” I offered gesturing to the counter full of bottles and glasses.

“Sure,” she replied cheerfully. “Can you grab ice out or the freezer and fill the blender to here,” she pointed to the line on the pitcher. “Oh, and call me Nikki,” she winked at me “I’m trying to ditch the whole Nicole thing.” She made a face. I chuckled and nodded and busied myself in the ice compartment while she ran a round of shots and beer out to the guys.

When she returned, she went straight to work assembling drinks for us girls. Alice wanted something with rum and a lot of coconut in it. I watched Nikki expertly craft her drink. It reeked; I could smell it from several feet away. Alice loved coconut; I hated it. Angela had requested a simple strawberry daiquiri which Im pretty sure Nikki could have made blindfolded. Nikki and Alice were both talented artists; it made sense that they got along as well as they did, even if Nikki wasn’t around much.

Rinsing the pitcher she turned to me, “It’s your turn. You said tequila or vodka and keep it light. No coconut.” She repeated my order back to me.

I nodded again. “Yeah, I’m not much of a drinker, they need to be light.” She laughed and turned to the freezer plunking more ice in the pitcher. I leaned against the counter out of the way and watched as she dropped a few strawberries and grenadine in the mix along with lemonade, tequila and vodka and a few other ingredients I couldn’t read from where I was. She was such a pro.

Pouring the frozen mixture in a tall glass and handing it to me, she waited for my reaction. She sure did put a lot of alcohol in, I eyed the glass speculatively. Knowing she was still waiting I brought the glass to my lips and tipped it up letting the cool slush spill onto my tongue.

It was amazing. “Mmmmmm,” I took a bigger drink. “That is so good Nikki, what is it called?” I took another drink. This was going to be hard to drink slow it was so good. The burn from the alcohol was countered by the cold of the ice and sweetened by the fruits and juices she used.

“It’s a Choking Sparkly Rocket.”

I snorted. People named drinks the craziest shit. But this was really, super good, I drank some more. Okay, pace your self Bella, I instructed myself. Nikki concocted another cool looking drink for herself that she called a Twilight Train Wreck. It was red on the bottom and black on top. After straightening up the kitchen we joined the others.

By the third round of drinks, Alice convinced Angela to dance with her to music that I hoped the neighbors weren’t finding offensive. Alice, without a doubt, made this play list with Rose in mind. The songs were all Rose’s favorites through the years. It was alright. Pop wasn’t something I listened to when I had a choice and Rose liked plenty of that but I didn’t mind when it was Katy Perry or Alanis Morissette.

The guys had become increasingly noisy playing darts in the back of the room and I guess Alice and Angela were feeling a bit lonely so they started dancing provocatively with each other trying to get their guys attention. Lacing their legs together, they were grinding in perfect time running their hands up and down each others sides. Nikki and I sat back and watched laughing.

It didn’t take but a few minutes for the guys decided to put their game on hold and they came to join us. Jasper and Ben cheered on the two girls who were now dry humping to the music in the middle of the living room. Rob sat on the couch and pulled Nikki in his lap. Nikki was whispering into his neck and from time to time she would nibble at his ear. The way his eyes were smoldering I knew she was up to no good. As a couple they were pretty hot. Nikki was stacked like Barbie and Rob was pretty damn sexy in his button down shirt and khakis.

Emmett joined Rose and I felt my heart warm when I saw how he looked at her. He slipped his arm behind her and pulled her close. She looked so happy. It was a huge turnaround from the Rose I had confronted in this very room last weekend. I felt a tinge of jealousy and brushed it aside.

Alice had us playing quarters since Rose didn’t want to play truth or dare, our regular drinking game. I wasn’t too bad at this game but I had long since lost track of how many shots I consumed. When we were all too drunk to keep playing the party moved back to the couches where Angela and Ban began a game of Jenga on an end table. Alice and Jasper were cuddled up together on one end of the loveseat having a quiet conversation that seemed to involve intermittent tickling and giggling.

Id been drinking for a few hours and I was completely drunk,walking sideways, clipping my hip on the counter top and ramming my shoulder into the door jam coming out of the bathroom I decided I needed some air. Glancing at Alice, I decided I didn’t want to disturb her so I told Nikki I was running to my truck for a minute and that I’d stick something in the door so I could get back in.

Stumbling out of the apartment, I realized in horror I faced three flights of stairs. Grumbling, I started down one foot at a time, taking care to hold on to the railing at all times. If I could get to my truck I could puff off the half joint I had tucked in my ashtray. It would help with the jitters and queasiness I had from the alcohol. Pot was great for nerves and tummy trouble. I noticed I smoked it more frequently when I was on my periods, too. It helped with cramps and made food go down easier when my stomach hurt too much. My period could be a real bitch.

Half way down the first flight I almost missed a step but had good hold on the railing and managed to catch myself before I went tumbling. I sat down for a minute on the step, my head spinning.

I didn’t like alcohol but Rose and Alice always had it around. Some days, Alice would even bring a flask to school filled with vodka. I always told myself before Alice drug me to every party, ‘I’m not going to get drunk’, but somehow I always ended up this way. I wished Alice would smoke pot more often; Rose wouldn’t even try it which was funny considering she drank like a fish and that is far worse for her.

Standing up, I started on my trek down the stairs again, feeling queasier by the minute. Two steps later, I knew I was doomed. I was going to be sick and at this rate I would never make it to my truck. Giving up I turned to go back up to the apartment and the toilet I was in need of.

My legs were so heavy; I found going up was harder than coming down. Catching my toe on the third step from the top, I toppled face first to the third floor with my feet still hanging over the top stair. On impact, I felt the first heave and managed to hold back. The stinging in my knees from the impact with the top stair was nothing compared to the bile burning holes in my throat.

I tried to get up but my stomach was ready to betray me with any movement. I was too unsteady to attempt standing up anyway and I knew it.

“Would you like some help?”

The calm male voice came from out of nowhere. I didn’t expect anyone to be around this time of the night. Jerking my head up I saw the guy who was with Emmett at school week before last.

No. No. No. I tried to stop it I really did but it was unstoppable. I felt the bile come first; then came the contents of my stomach. After heaving several times, it finally registered there was a stranger watching me puke my guts up on the carpet in the hall of Emmett’s apartment. Just as the embarrassment of what I had done began to set it, I felt the well lit hallway going dark. I was going to pass out. I had passed out before but never in a hallway in a puddle of my own vomit. On better occasions, I would simply close my eyes and let them roll back in my head welcoming the peace that is darkness. Nothing hurts when I am out and sleeping is the best way to escape.

This was not good. Rose was going to kill me. Looking in the direction of the stranger I open my mouth to say something but no sound came out. I saw him start toward me and then it went dark.


Edward.


I knew I should have gone away but knowing she would be down there made it impossible for me to leave. Listening to the party downstairs I couldn’t help revisit the same feelings of resentment I harbored toward my inner demon. I wondered, if I’d not been changed, would I have had similar parties? I was robbed of that life by a predator of the night. I resented the fact I couldn’t live like other guys my age. I couldn’t feel or experience things the way humans did; the way I should have before I was bitten. I was different; a freak. There were things I would never be able to do like drink alcohol and date.

I was able to trace her movement in the apartment below. The pattern of her heartbeat came second nature to me; I didn’t have to think about it to identify the source. There was only one Bella and there would never be another like her. I would follow her and protect her until the day her spirit moves on from this world. I had no doubt I would suffer great loss when she was gone. Humans don’t live long. I tensed at the thought.

What Bella did for me, even though she didn’t know it, was something I could never do enough to repay her for. In all my years I have never been drawn to one such as her. Sure there were women it was fun to watch but that grew old fast. Bella was different, from her scent to the taste of her blood.

‘Red honey,’ my inner demon chuckled. He was in rare form tonight.

The peace she provided me when I was near her was unlike anything I had ever experienced in my eternal existence. There is no value I can place on her life. As long as she breathes I will follow her.

Not being able to hear her thoughts didn’t bother me nearly as much as it used to. I was perfectly comfortable existing out of reach as long as she was close. Bella had an amazing effect on me. I no longer tried to understand it, I accepted it for what it was, something special. One of the gods must have taken pity on my pathetic existence and sent this mortal angel to offer me comfort, I had figured long ago. I knew it wasn’t true but it sounded good.

An angel sent just for me. Bella was my angel and she didn’t have a clue. Over the years, I had struggled to come to terms with myself and there were many nights the only solace I could find was in my spot outside her window.

It was almost two, when I heard the girl Nikki process that Bella was stepping out. I knew Bella was intoxicated by her clumsier than average movements and increased heart rate. Nikki was wrapped up in Rob and the ‘kinky fuckery’ she had planned for him when they got home. It crossed her mind that Bella was too drunk to go out but she quickly dismissed it thinking Bella was responsible enough to know if she could handle it. She didn’t know Bella very well.

With vampire stealth, I left my apartment and glided soundlessly down the flight of stairs separating my floor from Emmett’s. Standing out of sight on the last step I was able to peer around the corner to see her struggling on the stairs with her back to me. Part of me wanted to go to her but over the last few years I had gotten that under control. I mentally flipped my middle finger up and smiled at my inner demon.

I stayed where I was reasoning with myself that someone needed to keep an eye on her. She was not doing well, it only made sense to stay. She sat down and I heard her stomach gurgling. I could smell the liquor on her mingling with the strawberries that, had I been mortal, would surely have starred in my dreams. There is no sleep for vampires.

I knew she had changed her mind when she unsteadily got up and turned, teetering backwards. I resisted the urge to go to her again. The last thing I needed right now was another complication. Carlisle was already near the end of his rope with me, I justified my inaction. If she were to fall I knew I would save her; a fall down the stairs could possibly end her. I wouldn’t allow that to happen.
Silently, I encouraged her feet to plant solidly on the steps. Three steps from the landing her right foot betrayed her and not clearing the step her toes caught the edge of the stair. She fell forward onto the landing with a thud and a small groan. I flinched the moment she struck the ground. She will be bruised but at least she didn’t fall backward.

This would have been a good time to be able to read her thoughts. If she hadn’t been drinking I would have been able to rely on her body movements to indicate whether she was alright. She didn’t have any broken bones; I would have heard them snap of crack. She lay there face down for a minute, unmoving. I could see the rise and fall of her shoulders with each lung full of air she took.

Why did she do this to herself? Why would anyone do this to themselves? I don’t understand a lot of what humans do. I would have to ask Emmett although, I had never seen him this drunk. Bella pushed her body off the ground and pulled her knees beneath her so her feet were no longer dangling. She was wobbling, using her arms to brace the floor in front of her.

I don’t know what made me do what I did next. I stepped into view. Sometimes I think my human reflexes are to blame for these things I do that I can’t explain, I was human before I was vampire, after all.

Bella didn’t notice me. I wanted to help her. The girl who had brought me so much comfort over the last few thousand lonely nights was lying on the floor in front of me so weak and off balance she couldn’t stand on her own. She was helpless. I felt a tingle inside me where the beast resides. Yes, he was awake and watching, very carefully, biding his time, waiting for me to let my guard down..

I knew I had him beat down at least that far. He knew I had a good amount of self control. The time I spent tracking Bella around Forks, I had lots of practice teaching the beast his boundaries. I would not hurt the creature who provided me sanctuary when nothing else felt right.

My angel, my Bella.

More confident in my control than I should have been, I ignored the voice that was screaming ‘Noooooooo’ in my head.

Stepping forward and I looked to the mess of a girl in front of me and ask, “Would you like some help?”

Her head whipped up to me a bit too quickly; I watched her sway back and forth. She gazed at me for a minute taking me in. Her glassy eyes looked tired. I watched the familiar red color creeping up her cheeks as it always did when she was embarrassed.

I wanted so much to tell her she didn’t have to be that way with me. That she meant so much more to me and that I didn’t hold the stupid human things she did against her. It was no more her fault for being human than it was mine for being me.

I knew it coming before she did. I could hear the fluids bubbling and her stomach muscles contracting trying to rid its self of the toxins. Her head dropped and she held herself on all fours bracing against the unpleasant wave of nausea. Her body had made up its mind and decided it was time. After several large convulsions, her body ejected the nasty fluids all over the floor beneath her. Her heart was drumming in my ears and I could hear her erratic breathing. She looked up at me as if to answer at the same time her eyes rolled back and her body went limp.

I managed to slip my arm under her just before she landed in the disgusting mess below her. Slowly, I laid her to the side of the mess on the floor and looked to Emmett’s door. From the sounds on the other side Bella’s friend Alice had fallen asleep with her date on the couch. Emmett was busy going down on Rose in his bedroom and the other two couples were sprawled on the couches and floor too drunk to help themselves, much less Bella.

Bella looked so beautiful when she slept. Except for the obnoxious odor and the drool in the corner of her mouth, she was perfect. I shook my head trying to think. I couldn’t leave her like this. She needed help and couldn’t be left here.

If I take her to Emmett’s I will be questioned by four still too conscious drunks. In the morning, they would be able to swap notes and confirm my presence which would raise even more questions, especially if I were bringing Bella in unconscious.

The other option was to take her to my apartment. My beast purred like a kitten. I smacked him back to his cage in the corner of my mind.

I think he was doing a celebratory dance and showing off his victory moves but I was too busy lifting the girl gently off the floor without crushing her delicate human bones, to pay any attention to him. My complete disregard for him at the moment seemed to make him even happier. At least he was being good, I noted to myself sarcastically.

I could barely feel the girl in my arms. I cradled her carefully and moved fluidly up the stairs to my apartment. I laid her on the rug in front of the couch. Sitting her up I removed her shirt and she murmured against me. ‘Sleep’ is the only coherent word she spoke in a series of mumbles.

Laying her back, I slid down the zipper on her jeans. Sliding them gently, rocking her from side to side I managed to get them over her hips. My lack of experience undressing human girls in their sleep was evident and I did my best not to wake her. How would I explain this if she did? I mused. Checking her pulse and respiration I determined she was out for the night. Freeing her ankles of the jeans I dropped them on the floor with her shirt.

I stepped back to admire my work and the near nude girl lying on my living room floor. Her pale skin was sharp contrast to the black shag area rug Esme had chosen for this room. I crinkled my nose. She still smelled but it didn’t stop me from staring. This was the first time I’d been this close to her without her clothes. The curves of her legs and the fullness of her hips made my cock move. The silk panties she wore covering her prize were emerald green, the same shade as her bra I took note, my eyes traveling farther up her still body, lingering for a moment on her belly piercing.

I smiled, remembering when she got her belly jewel. She had snuck out of the house. It was dark so I was able to follow her. Alice had a friend who was going to pierce her nipples and she somehow convinced Bella it would be a good idea to come along and have her navel done. The guy who did it had a shop in Port Angeles. The store was closed when he let them in. It was all I could do not to bust in and rip the head off that guy as he pierced Bella right there in the storefront window. At first I was really angry that she had defiled her perfect body in that manner but it grew on me over time. Seeing her naked in the candle light of her room, sprawled on her bed pulling on her nipples while she pleased herself, the tiny jewel that adorned her belly twinkling in the light was an image I quite enjoyed as her orgasms would rock through her in waves.

When I reached the swell of her breasts and the milky valley in between, there was no denying my cock was hard. Threatening to burst the seams on my jeans, I slipped in to my bedroom and found a pair of sweat pants. Still hard as a rock, I gathered supplies from the bathroom and went back to where the angel lay sleeping on my floor.

Using a warm washcloth, I gently cleaned her face and wiped her mouth of any offensive residue. Rinsing it in the bowl of warm water I brought with me, I managed to wipe her knees off where the mess had soaked through her jeans and clean her hands. I patted her dry with a fresh towel every where I had washed, taking care not to come in contact with her skin. I had brushed her hip removing her jeans and she shuddered from the ice cold contact. Trying not to touch her was the hardest part. When I did have to touch her I made the contact as light and brief as possible.

With the foul odor removed, I cleared the bowl and towels and placed the clothes on the floor in a plastic bag. Picking Bella up off the floor, I placed her on the couch and covered her with a large bath towel. If I had been a human I would have had a bed and the warm cover of blankets to offer her but this would have to do. I lowered the lights and placed a small cushion under her head so she looked comfortable. A smile touched her lips and she sunk in to the cushions. Her hair fell to the side revealing her scar and I paused. My mark; it was the only blemish on her neck. Her pale skin was almost translucent in the dim lit room and the abrasions I had left on her milky skin seemed to glow.

Focusing my thoughts, I grabbed cleaning supplies and a bucket of warm soapy water and headed to the landing below to clean up the mess that had been left behind. It only took a few minutes as I moved at full speed. All that remained was a damp spot that would be dry by morning and would be completely unnoticeable.

The demon within was grinning like a Cheshire but that bastard knew I would not hurt her, so, what he was pleased with I had no idea. It might’ve had something to do with the fact I just kidnapped my unconscious mortal muse and she was lying practically naked in my apartment completely unaware of any danger.


I listened for Emmett downstairs. He’d fallen asleep along with the rest of the drunken couples. The best chance I had to get out of this situation was if Emmett woke before Bella did. I would have to wake him and maybe he or Rose could help me cover this up.

Rose was going to be pissed. Not with me, I still scared her. But she was going to kill Emmett because of me. Anything I did she didn’t like, she reamed him for. Working things out with Rose was going to take some time and this wasn’t going to help a damn bit.

Returning to my apartment, I washed up and went to check on Bella. She had turned on her side and curled into a ball bringing her knees up. Her thin, green bra strap had come loose off her shoulder and I caught site of a single rosy nipple that had been liberated from its nest. Slowly I approached her and with the lightest of touch ran my index finger in a circle around the tight bud. It hardened at my touch and I heard Bella’s inhale sharply. Pausing to make sure I didn’t wake her, I pulled the towel to her shoulder covering her.

I only had a few hours with this sleeping beauty and I planned on enjoying every minute I could. I grinned boyishly then groaned when my cock twitched again.

Slipping in to my room, I let the smell of strawberries flood my senses trying to ignore the bitter odor of alcohol laced in the heavenly scent I craved. My hand found its way to my cock and I began to stroke it firmly. Pushing my sweats and boxers down, I leaned back against the door frame leaving the door open, her scent flowing freely to me. Pumping hard and fast up and down my shaft with an iron grip I hissed out loud when my release came. No one had ever made me cum like her. Bella could make me cum in a matter of minutes.

Scolding myself for making noise in my moment of ecstasy, I did a quick check to make sure I hadn’t disturbed my charge. Satisfied my folly went unnoticed; I washed my hands and moved to sit in the arm chair next to the couch. I watched over the angel who had so unknowingly done so much for me.

Carlisle was going to be livid when he found out about this.


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AN:

Next update 2-3 days. Hope everyone had a great weekend. I’m betting Bella is going to feel like shit in the morning. Send me your thoughts on Edward;)

Twilight is Meyer’s

Choking Sparkly Rocket is Nikki’s ♥