“Bella, I’m sorry I can’t go with you this morning.”
“That’s okay Rose. I didn’t expect you to.”
“It’s just that I’ve got to finish taking down the Christmas tree. I kept getting interrupted yesterday by my mother.” Rose cringed. Rose never cringes.
I was suddenly glad that I only had a little ‘Charlie Brown’ Christmas tree. Mine was down in about fifteen minutes.
“She’s driving me crazy. Ever since the other night, when Emmett proposed.” Rose’s eyes started to glaze over as she thought back.
“Rose, pay attention! You were saying?”
“Oh yeah. Well, ever since that night, she’s been driving me apeshit. She keeps calling me about ’venues’ and ’guest lists’. I told her that she’d better not call today, because I wasn’t going to answer. If it was a matter of life and death, she should get Jasper to call me.”
Normally I would laugh about the way Rose and her Mother interacted. Today I just sat there.
Rose looked at me questioningly. “What’s on your mind Bells?”
“Oh, I was just thinking. It’s actually something I haven’t even considered in seven years, but if I were to ever get married my Mom won’t be here to help me plan it.” Rose looked crestfallen. “It’s probably just because I dredged up all those memories yesterday, I’ll be fine Rose.”
“Oh, honey, I’ll be here. When you get married, I promise to help you with everything, and try not to be a pain in the ass.”
I laughed. “Just..don’t get too upset with your Mom. She’s excited. I know that if my time comes, I’ll be wishing my Mom were here, even if she was a pain in the ass.”
Rose hugged me.
“I don’t know. I just wanted to enjoy being engaged for a little while, before I had to think about all the hard stuff. You know what I mean?”
“I do. So today, let’s enjoy the football game. Last one of the season!”
“Damn straight.” She smiled. “Well, I’ve got to get busy, and you’ve got to leave for Church. See you when you get back.”
Rose went back across the hall.
Now I was in a hurry. I had already planned what I would wear today. It had only been two short days since the ‘booger incident’ as Emmett had dubbed it, so I had decided I needed to dress in disguise.
Fifteen minutes later, hair pulled back in a ponytail under a black hat. Big black sunglasses, Yoko Ono style. A black trench coat and boots completed the look. Hopefully no one would recognize the crazy ‘F’ word lady from two days ago.
I was just getting ready to go out the door, when there was a knock. I pulled it open to find Edward standing there. In a suit again. *sigh*
I wish he’d give a girl a little warning once in a while.
I was too busy admiring him to notice that he was laughing. At me.
“Why are you laughing?”
“Bella, this is quite a different look for you. Did you become a spy since the last time I saw you?”
“Ha Ha. Yuck it up. It’s all shits and giggles until Bella drops the ’F’ bomb in Church. I need to NOT be recognized today.”
“I have that problem all the time, not the ‘F‘ bomb, but the trying not to be recognized.” He laughed. “Seriously though, are you ready?”
“Yes, um, Edward why are you here exactly?”
“I wanted to take you to Church today, if that’s alright?” He actually looked unsure of himself, silly boy.
Edward can take me to Church, marry me and carry me off into the sunset, or just to his hotel suite, and make sweeeeet love to me.
I snapped out of it when I realized he was still waiting for my answer.
“Of course Edward, that would be really nice.”
This morning isn’t going to be too bad after all.
I was wrong.
My Carmen SanDiego disguise worked for me, but we still got the attention of everyone because I was in the company of Edward Masen, Hollywood star. In the end, people were so distracted looking at Edward, that they barely noticed me.
Unfortunately, they were a little too distracted. All eyes were on us as we slithered into a seat as possible from my ’pew of shame’.
We sat next to an elderly couple, they were seated at one end, we were at the other.
Maybe ten minutes into Mass I realized all the females within forty feet of us, except the old lady in our pew, weren’t paying one damn bit of attention to the Mass. But they were paying a whole lot of attention to my boyfriend.
Can I legally call him that yet? We actually haven’t dated. Just a technicality! For all intents and purposes, he IS my boyfriend.
I scolded my inner bitch into submission.
Anyway, they were paying lots of attention to Edward. I saw one skinny bitch blow him an ’air kiss’. Another one unbuttoned several of her buttons so everyone got an eyeful of her cleavage. She undressed Edward with her eyes, while undressing herself with her hand.
My life was crazy before. Now it has become a full-fledged, three ring fucking circus.
A family with about fifteen children crowded into our pew, on my side of course. You know the type, they won’t climb over, they’d rather push you in.
So here we were squashed against the elderly couple. And I, after swearing never again to sit near a child, was right beside one. A child that stood on the kneeler staring at me during the entire Mass, while chewing on the hem of her dress, giving everyone a clear view of her underwear. She probably had the hots for my boyfriend too.
Forget about it you little hussy. Edward isn’t impressed by your Hello Kitty underpants. But I am. I wonder if I could find those in my size? Nah, Rose would never allow it. Bella for once in your miserable life, pay attention!
The time for the dreaded ‘sign of peace’ was fast approaching. I looked around. Everyone in my immediate vicinity looked fairly booger and disease-free.
I’m still not shaking that kid’s hand.
Just as Edward turned to take my hand, the seemingly harmless little old lady to his right, spun him around towards her, and planted a big sloppy kiss on his very shocked lips. I immediately had Edward switch seats with me, while giving Grandma Moses a dirty look. I blame Grandpa. He’s obviously not doing his part keeping Grandma happy.
Buy some fucking Viagra. ‘Fucking’ Viagra…good one Bells. Now I’m congratulating myself in Emmett’s voice. Cripes.
I became Edward’s ‘human shield’ for the rest of Mass. During Communion, I stayed in the pew brooding.
After my ‘F’ word episode, I really need to go to Confession before going to Communion again.
It was at that exact moment that I saw him. Little mister booger fingers was walking back from the Communion rail, holding his mother’s hand, and was about to walk right past my pew.
That kid’s too young to go to Communion. Why’d they take him up there? They’re probably afraid someone would kidnap the little turd if they left him alone. Stupid parents, he should be back in his pew right now stuffing envelopes down his pants.
I fished around in my purse, trying to find the sunglasses so I could hide. I was too late. He saw me. A look of recognition came over his little face.
“Dere’s da fwucking ladee.” He shouted while pointing at me. “Hey fwucking ladee, I gots no boogers, I wicked them awf. Can I shake you fwucking hand now?” He asked with a hopeful look.
Everyone around us stared at me, some horrified, some merely puzzled, some lusting after Edward. I found the elusive sunglasses, grabbed Edward’s hand, and got the Hell out of Dodge.
Once in the safety of the car, Edward and I looked at each other, and burst into laughter.
“Miss Swan, I have to say that that was the most fun I’ve ever had in a Church. I can’t wait to do it again.” He leaned in to try and kiss me.
“Hold on right there Mister.” I said while jabbing his chest with my finger. “I don’t know what denture cream tastes like, and I don’t want to find out now.”
Edward groaned and covered his face with his hands. “That wasn’t the worst part Bella.”
I looked at him, puzzled.
“While she was kissing me, she grabbed a handful of my ass cheek. I feel so violated.” He whined.
Oh my.
We went back to my place to change clothes for the game. He got his kiss, after he brushed his teeth.
--V&V--
We all rode to the game together. Alice, Jasper, Rose, Edward and I. Sidney accompanied us to WIRI’s box.
It’s probably a really good idea for Edward to have a bodyguard today. As a matter of fact, he could’ve probably used one in Church.
I smiled as I thought about Sidney putting Grandma Moses in a choke-hold.
Rose made sure she was on the ‘big screen’ not once, not twice, but three times throughout the game. The cameramen were more than happy to oblige, and didn’t even try to coax her to flash them. In fact, they discouraged it, and they looked kind of nervous.
I wonder if my brother had something to do with that.
It was hilarious to watch her strut and preen, making sure that everyone saw the words on her t-shirt. Although I’m pretty certain that most of the guys watching were using it as an excuse to stare at her chest. She made sure to flutter her hand in front of the camera, so everyone got a good look at the ring. Rose usually wasn’t quite that flamboyant, it was like spending the day with a female Emmett.
Back at WIRI’s box, things had taken a turn for the worse with the arrival of Mike Newton. When he saw Edward and I sitting together, our hands entwined, he got a sour look on his face that remained until the end of the game.
Alice, Rose and I had had a little too much to drink. We decided that since we needed to go to the ladies‘ room, we‘d use the facilities on a different level of the stadium so that Rose could ‘mingle‘ and show off her shirt, and ring, to more of Emmett‘s adoring fans. Well, Rose decided, we just followed her like lemmings.
I was finally seated in a stall with Rose and Alice in stalls on either side of me, when I heard a voice which could only belong to a whore-bitch in Satan’s harem.
“Did you see Rosalie Whitlock making an ass out of herself on the screen?” The first voice asked.
“Of course I did. How do you think I feel? I have to work with the bitch.” I immediately recognized that voice.
Camille. Of all places to run into her sorry ass.
“She seems awfully proud to have snagged Emmett Swan. He could have anyone, can‘t see why he‘d settle for her. Mmm I love to watch him play, I’d love to see if he’s as good in the bedroom as on the field. I‘d like to find out in person how amazing those hands are.“ Whore-bitch number one purred.
“Forget about it Athena, Whitlock’s got her claws in pretty deep.”
Athena? Must be her porn name.
“I’d don’t know about that. I’m pretty talented, and I know how to make a man happy.” The porn star retorted.
“I’d rather get my hands on Edward Masen. He’s up in WIRI’s box right now, but that stupid Bella Swan is stuck to him like glue. She is living in a dream world if she thinks she’ll ever be more to him than a quick fuck.” Camille, that bitch from Hell stated.
All of a sudden, Rose’s head appeared from underneath our stall divider. “Are you ready to go out there?” She asked with a crazy look in her eyes.
Rose must be pissed to be crawling around on that nasty floor.
I nodded.
We exited our stalls at the same moment, Alice, Rose and I. To passersby, we probably looked like the holy trinity of whoop-ass, and we were about to open a can of it right fucking now.
I saw Camille and Athena’s eyes grow wide when they saw us in the mirror. Unbelievably, when they turned around, Camille had the nerve to smirk at us.
I was a little stunned. I was also curious to see what was in her panties, not in a lesbian sort of way, just in a need-to-know way, because this bitch had to be sporting some seriously massive balls.
Rose took the lead. “Why hello there Camille and, what was your name again? O yes, Athena.” Rose said as she narrowed her eyes.
“I’m trying to understand what I just heard escape your nasty lips. Have you been recently lobotomized? Had shock therapy? Smoked crack? Because what I just heard was beyond stupid. Maybe you are suicidal, because, let me tell you that what you both said would encourage me to Help You with that.”
I smiled as I watched the bimbo twins cringe at Rose’s words.
“Camille, you shouldn’t still have a job at WIRI. After that stunt you pulled with Masen, your ass should be on the street.” Rose was in her face now.
“More like walking the street.” Alice chimed in.
Camille, smirking again. “You know very well I’ll never lose that job.”
We certainly did know. It’s happens that Camille’s sister was the hairdresser of the station owner’s trophy wife. Aside from that, they’re also good friends. Rose was certain that all three probably worked at the ’Bunny Ranch’ together at some point. She was kidding when she said it, but I thought there might be a grain of truth there.
“You know what Camille, I don’t give a shit. All I know is that you two had better back the fuck up, get the fuck out, and stay the fuck away from my man and my family, or I will fuckup your shit.” As Rose said this she got menacingly closer, and I saw Camille flinch. Then the whore-twins’ eyes widened in terror as they both let out identical yelps, like little Chihuahuas, and scurried out of the room.
Rose and Alice laughed their asses off, while I just thought about what Camille had said about Edward and me. I didn’t want to think it was true, but on the other hand, I could never understand what Edward saw in me. He’d been a complete gentleman, but how long would that last?
I came out of my musings when I saw Rose glaring at me.
“Bella, you’d better not be thinking that what Camille said had any credibility. Edward really loves you, even I can see that.”
Alice took my hand. “It’s true Bella. If you could have known my brother, the way he was before he met you. He’s been cold and distant to everyone outside of our family for almost seven years.” Alice was getting emotional. “The day we came to the TV station, I sensed something wonderful was on the horizon for Edward. I was right. That something wonderful was you.”
I couldn’t doubt Alice’s sincerity, but I still wondered. Edward promised we would talk when he returns from California. I guess I’d just have to be patient until then.
We returned to the skybox. Edward swept me into his arms and hugged me as soon as he saw me. “Wow, what was that for?” I asked.
“Just for being you. I missed you by the way.” He answered.
I continued to watch the game while Edward went to get us something to drink. My brother was probably playing his best game of the season, but it wasn’t enough. The Seahawks were failing miserably. I sensed someone sit down beside me, and was startled to find it was none other than Mike Newton.
Shit.
“Hi Bella.” He seemed rather subdued. “I always thought you just didn’t want to date anyone. I can see now that you were just holding out for your fifteen minutes of fame.“
I felt an overwhelming urge to punch his stupid face.
“So now you’re with Masen, for as long as that lasts.” He smirked.
“Yes Mike, I’m with Edward. You need to leave now.” I answered.
“Just remember Bella, when he dumps you, because you mean nothing to him, I’ll be there to pick up the pieces.”
“I think I heard Bella ask you to leave.” Edward was suddenly by my side, and he was angry. “Although I don’t owe you an explanation of any kind, I feel the need to correct your assumptions. I’ll have you know that Bella doesn’t mean nothing to me. On the contrary, she means everything to me.” Edward said in a strong, clear tone.
My heart skipped a beat at those words, spoken by the man I love, to a fucktard.
Edward really does love me.
--V&V--
Reporters always enjoyed interviewing my brother. They tried to find him in the locker room after every game, hoping to catch the perfect sound byte. He was such an asset to the team, and so charming, that he usually got away with the crazy things he said.
“I gotta say that we could’ve played better. The other team was very good, but we kind of stunk up the place. No one could seem to hold onto the ball, I thought I was back playing high school football again.” His teammates were going to kill him.
While talking, Emmett would usually pull off his shirt, revealing something amusing underneath. One time he had on fake nipple rings, another time it was a fake tattoo of Stewie dressed like a Seahawk. He made sure it was never anything that would get him in trouble with the sponsors.
Today it was a written message to all the viewers, and one in particular.
“Rose‘s Monkey Man”
In bold print. It was one of Rose’s nicknames for him. Rose grinned from ear to ear.
--V&V--
After the game, we all headed home. Edward and I were left alone in my apartment for the remainder of the evening. This would be our last evening together, because his flight left early in the morning.
I had a full day of class and work which would fill up my Monday.
We spent hours together talking or sitting in companionable silence. We ate leftovers from my fridge. We had an argument about which Batman film was the best. He chose the original with Jack Nicholson, whereas I preferred The Dark Knight. The time flew by much too quickly.
I was lying against him, his arms around me when he spoke.
“Bella, it’s late, I should go.”
“No Edward, not yet.” I could feel my heart breaking at the thought of him leaving.
“Bella, you have a very busy day tomorrow, I don’t want you to be exhausted. I’ll call you every day until I return, I promise.”
“I know you will, but when will I see you again?”
“I’m going to try and come up next weekend. Would that be too soon?” He smiled.
“You’re kidding! Wow Edward, I thought you had a lot to do in L.A.”
“I do, but I think I can squeeze a weekend trip in. Besides, we need to have that ’first date’.“ He replied smiling. “I start filming my next project in about a week and a half. Once that starts, my free time will be rather piece meal, but I’m still going to try and see you as often as I can.“
I sighed. I was a little happier knowing that I may be seeing him as early as next weekend. “I’m going to miss you like crazy.” I said in a low voice.
“Me too Bella. You have no idea how hard it’s going to be for me to get on that plane tomorrow.”
“I have an idea, believe me.” I couldn’t help it, tears started flowing without shame.
Edward held me for a long time, even though we knew it was extremely late. He finally stood up to leave, gave me a passionate kiss goodbye, told me he loved me, and walked to the door.
He wouldn’t let me come to the door with him. He said he didn’t want to leave me crying in the hallway.
It didn’t matter. I was going to be crying on my sofa, and in my shower, and in my bed, and when I woke up tomorrow.
Thirteen days. I’d only known him for thirteen days, and it had been enough to change my life forever.
As I crawled into my bed, my phone signaled an incoming message.
B-
Beautiful girl, I already miss you. Take care of my heart, I’ve left it with you.
Love, E
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