What We Become
All human. Edward, the ghost of the school, has seen her from afar, but has never approached her. He and Bella have come to an unspoken agreement:don't talk to me and I won't talk to you.Hate is always the feelings that arise. With one night together, Bella becomes pregnant. What will happen? Will they find away to love one another? There's always a sneak peek at my next chapter on my site.
So here it is. A brand new story. I just need a little input from you, my fabulous readers and reviewers. While you read this story, think of what I should do to make it better. I mean I have a vague outline, but it is still changeable. I’ve changed the Bella character a bit, but she hasn’t changed in essence. Does that sound cheesy? It probably does.
To all my regulars… I know there are some of you. I want you to know that this story will not disappoint. If it does, please tell me. I’m not afraid of a bit of flames. As long as they’re matches and not torches.
To new comers…. I hope you enjoy my writing techniques. If you like this story, do not be afraid to go and read my other ones. I just finished Edward and Isabella. And Practice makes perfect, so this story might be better…. READ ON MAN!
3. Chapter 3
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(Back to Edward's POV.)
The school day was almost like any other. I was ignored, as I liked. But there was a layer of thin air that kept me from believing that things had gone back to the way they were before yesterday. At lunch I watched from a corner as my brother, his girlfriend, and Bella stood talking near the cafeteria. I was not hungry, so my sandwich was damp in the front pocket of my backpack. For the first time in years, I actually noticed her. Bella. I watched as she curled her thin fingers together whenever someone taller than her walked by. The way she would constantly push her hair out of her face without even consciously knowing it.
Emmett always had the ability to make any situation a funny situation, so Bella was always laughing around him. Her ears went pink, and she would lean her weight on one leg. Once, when she was left to ponder on her own for a moment, she just stood there staring into nothing. Looking at everybody, but not actually seeing them. She turned towards me as if she knew I was watching, and we just stared at each other. It lasted no longer than 30 seconds, but I was unable to move. Did she know what she did to me, and that is why she hated me? Or was it something worse. I didn't know if I had done anything to aggravate her. She couldn't be mad for no reason. Bella tore her gaze from mine when Rosalie came back to talk to her.
The rest of the day was just a dream for me. Even Alice couldn't break the spell, the poisonous feeling of change that ran through my veins like fire. When school was over, I walked straight to my car, but my sister had beaten me there. She was tapping her fingers excitedly on the roof, a happy grin on her face. Her eyes brightened when I approached.
"I'm so excited, so excited!" She sang, sliding into the passenger seat when I unlocked her door. She threw her books on the floorboards and turned her torso towards me, reaching out with her hand to roll down her window. "Aren't you excited Edward?!"
"About what?" I answered deeply, turning on the ignition. The car purred to life, and I smiled. Immediately, my music began wafting through the speaker, easing my tension abruptly.
"How can you listen to this sadistic music?" She raised her eyebrows. "And excited about the bonfire, dear brother. Clearly you have a lack of social knowledge in that brain of yours." She lightly tapped her knuckles on my head. I pushed her small, pale hand away. I couldn't help but smile.
"That is because I don't have enough room, due to the amount of valuable knowledge up here." I pressed my index finger to my temple. Alice just rolled her eyes. I pulled the car out of the parking lot, cutting off more than one other car.
"So are you coming tonight?" She asked once we were out of campus and heading down the main roads.
"Well, Jasper and Emmett are going, and I really don't feel like staying in all night. I'm not a hermit after all." I said without looking at her. I knew she was smiling.
"Good." She said when we had pulled into our driveway. "I knew you were going to come."
(And now.... Bella's POV)
"Nope." I threw the shirt back onto the rack and went to look for something else.
"What was wrong with that one?" Rosalie asked. "I liked the colour."
"The colour was nice." I murmured as I pushed aside a few more tops. I frowned and starting heading farther into the store. Closer to the sales. "It just wasn't what I'm looking for." Everything was so expensive. Every time I saw something that wouldn't be half that bad, the price made me cringe with regret. I wouldn't do this. I just didn't have the money. But Rosalie didn't know that. Rosalie's phone started to hum. I looked up to see her chatting away to Emmett on the other line. I waited. After a moment she covered the mouth piece.
"Emmett wants to come with us to the party. He says he's coming to get us now."
"Okay, I'll just grab something."
"No. Keep on looking. I'm going to get a coffee and I'll meet you at the entrance in five, okay." She smiled. I just nodded and focused on the clothes in front of me. Once I knew she had left the store and headed towards the food court, I made a mission of getting to the thrift store downstairs without anyone seeing me. I got there, and found the perfect dress. All for one low low price. I actually had enough money to pay for it, and some new jewelry. The dress was a warm brown, strapless, and an empire waist with belt that had a nice sky blue flower print on it. It looked like something my mother would have worn when she was in high school. Pushing down the painful memories, I paid for the dress and met Rosalie at the front door. Emmett was parked outside in his jeep waiting.
"Did you find something?" Rosalie asked, eyeing my bag.
"That bag's not from the store we were in."
"Nope." I started to head towards Emmett. Rosalie just shrugged her shoulder and we climbed into the jeep.
"Cullen taxi service, where can I take you on this fine evening?"
"We have an engagement to go to." Rosalie flicked her fingers before curling them with Emmett's.
"What ever you say, beautiful."
It seemed as if everyone arrived at the same time, just waiting somewhere out of sight until it was dark. I got changed once Emmett had put up Rosalie's tent, and I immediately got compliments.
"Oh my God, Bella, is that designer?" Someone asked.
"Nope." I said, walking to where the drinks were.
"The way it just hugs your curves makes you the envy of every guy here." Mike Newton said from where he was making combination drinks at one of the tables.
"Uh, thanks." I blushed. He just smiled. I grabbed a Breezer out of one of the coolers and then made my way back to Rosalie, plopping myself down beside her.
"That does look really good on you." She murmured, leaning against Emmett's chest. I just nodded again. I took a sip from my drink, and then took a larger gulp when Emmett kissed Rosalie.
"Hullo!" A voice said beside me. I looked up to see Alice in a cute little once piece short suit. "Can I sit down?" she asked.
"I'm Alice by the way. I know we have physics together."
"Yea. You're Emmett's sister." I said with a smile, nudging my head to the busy couple.
"Yup! And Edward." She grinned. I just smiled back tightly.
"Must be fun having two brothers around the house."
"You don't even know. Are you an only child?"
"Aw. You are so lucky."
"I'd love to have a sibling." I take another drink.
"I guess I would probably wish the same thing if I didn't have these guys. They're not all bad. Like Edward is probably the sweetest guy you will ever meet. I don't think he'd hurt a fly let alone a female. He's like got this whole gravity pull. Like a Zen thing, you know what I mean? The mood that makes everyone just like him. Of course if he let people actually talk to him instead of hiding out in the shadows." I half expected her to take in a long breath from all that taking, but she just stopped and gave me a smile.
"I bet." Was all I could say. "So are you guys, like triplets. All in the same year and everything."
"Oh, no." Alice started up again. "I'm one year younger than Edward. I'm supposed to be a junior, but I started kindergarten a year early. My mom wanted me to be in the same year as him. And Emmett just stayed back another year to get some more credits."
"Oh." I looked down and noticed that I had finished the bottle. Alice smiled.
"I'll go get us some more. "
An hour and three drinks later, I was starting to feel the effects of fatigue and alcohol. I had made my way to the fire and just sat there staring into the flames, waiting for them to devour me. The truth was, that I was actually jealous of Alice. She had it all. I liked her a lot, but the knowledge of how much better she had it, just put me in the dumps. I sighed.
"Tired?" A voice said from beside me. I shifted my gaze and saw Edward sitting there. Unknowing how long he had been sitting there made me feel a bit uneasy.
"No." I whispered, and then looked back into the fire.
"Are you bored then?" He asked. I sat up straighter and looked him in the eye, ready to tell him off. I don't know what it was. The way the fire made his green eyes shift almost like a cats, or if it was the alcohol that made my tongue feel heavy, but I didn't say what I was going to. I just turned back and looked into the fire again. My stomach felt uneasy, but I wasn't nauseous. It was quiet and I thought he left. I was ready to check for sure, but I felt his finger tips on the back of my hand. I watched as his long fingers trailed my forearm and then fingered the fabric from the edge of my dress. "I like this." He whispered. "It looks really nice on you."
"That's what everyone is saying." I smiled, and then stopped myself. He noticed, and gave a light chuckle.
"Can I tell you a secret?" Edward whispered, his mouth close to my ear. I could smell a light amount of alcohol on his breath. Clearly he had drunk a lot less than I had. I was curious, so I nodded. "I think you are so beautiful. Sometimes you just take my breath away." I opened my mouth and then closed it; my heart was hammering in my chest to the point where I was sure I could hear it. He pressed his nose up against my earlobe. "I don't know why you hate me, but I don't hate you." I wanted to speak, but I couldn't. "I've been afraid to say it for so long now, even denying it to myself. Don't you feel it, the warmth?" His hand pressed into my thigh and I reacted.
I turned my head towards his and just kissed him. Full on. All the need and yearning that I had felt over the past weeks and months just washed away into him. His hand immediately went to my lower back, pulling me closer against him. I took a breath of air, and Edward took the chance to dip his tongue into my mouth. I moaned. God did he taste good. My mind completely left my body and I stopped thinking, instead I pushed myself to my knees and leaned into him, literally crawling into his lap. He wrapped his arms around me, sliding them up my back. I wanted to taste him everywhere, but I just couldn't pull my mouth away from his. I lifted my hand from his hip and pushed up his chin so that I could reach his whole mouth.
Edward had brought his own tent.
I didn't sleep in Rosalie's. You would not believe how it felt to make love to Edward Cullen. It was like an epiphany, euphoria built up and being released in one moment of perfection. Like poetry.
I was the first to wake up, there were birds chirping outside, cackling of the fire, and whispers and laughs from people who were awake. The first thing I noticed was that I was not in Rosalie's tent. The second thing was that I could see frost that had formed on the tent outside, but I was not cold. It must've been about eight o'clock in the morning, the sun was bright for a September morning. Why wasn't I cold. Then I could feel my body. And whose hard body was pressed up against mine from behind. Oh My God. Was all that went through my head. Edward's strong muscular arms were wrapped around my waist. Tight. I took in a deep breath, and he stirred. What did I do? I hate this guy! Anger rose in me like bile. He had seduced me. I felt his breath on my neck before his tongue trailed along my earlobe. He tightened his arms, pulling himself closer against me. I could feel him. ALL of him.
"Morning." He whispered. Then I remembered the final, most crucial thing. We had not used a condom.
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