Since Eclipse came out, this is extremely outdated, and I haven't written in a while and considered discontinuing it, but some extremely nice people said I should keep going!!! (You all deserve cookies and hugs, by the way). So, once again: Bella and Edward are finally married, but when some of the Cullens' close friends have tragedy thrust upon them, and an unwelcome visitor (at least to Bella) comes to stay, what will happen next? Teen rating is a safety net....there are some incredibly prude people out there. It isn't really that bad, but whatever. Reviewing my story would be like a little kid seeing Santa and Rudolph on Christmas!! You know you want me to feel like that!!!Chapter 9 is up!!! Finally!!! WOOHOO!! R&R, cause ya know I love hearing from you!!
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8. Chapter 8
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She was a gorgeous, annoyingly so, curvy, tall blonde. She was wearing a sultry, sly smile, and it was aimed at my husband. Obviously, this raised some jealousy. She cocked her head, that irritating smile still in place.
“Oh, I’m sorry.” She wasn’t. I could tell. “Am I interrupting…something?” There was a mocking tone to her words. Edward jumped up, pulling me with him and simultaneously covering himself. Oddly, he didn’t look ridiculous. Even more oddly, a stupid, sultry, trampy blonde was looking seductively at my husband and that was the thought running through my mind?
“Tanya!” Edward’s exclamation kind of took me by surprise. I guess she had called him by name before. I just didn’t realize that he knew her that…well. “What are you doing here?”
She thrust a hip to the side, resting a hand on it. Then she looked Edward up and down, licking her lips. I felt like ripping her hair out. I couldn’t. Damn.
“Why, Edward, darling, I came to see you! Although, I can see you haven’t really missed me...Well, we’ll just have to make up for that…and all the lost time, won’t we?”
A small growl escaped my mouth, taking me by surprise. Tanya glanced at me dismissively. “Well surely you didn’t mean to keep him all to yourself, did you, dear? I’m sure Edward would like a…real woman instead.” My eyes narrowed, and I crossed my arms, realizing afterwards that I was inadvertently comparing myself to…Tanya. Whatever. I wasn’t ashamed of my body.
She narrowed her eyes back at me, comprehending that I wouldn’t easily be dismissed. “I’m sorry, did you not understand? I mean…unless you’d like to stay around to watch…But I’m not really into that sort of thing.” Edward finally understood the unfriendly vibes surrounding the three of us in the meadow. Coming up behind me, he wrapped his arms around my waist, positioning our hands so that the white gold band shimmered just like his skin in the bright sunlight.
Her gaze zeroed in on our linked hands, shock the most recognizable emotion in them. She looked back up at us, speechless. I let a satisfied, happy smile wrap around my lips. Edward, the perfect, loving, complete guy, finally said something.
“Actually, Tanya, I do prefer a ‘real woman’…Which is why I married Bella. Which is why I’m in love with Bella. Which is why you kind of rudely interrupted Bella and me.” If the situation hadn’t had me seething with jealousy, I would have laughed. The expression on Tanya’s face was kind of comical, actually. Then a mask dropped over it.
“Odd, darling, I never figured you as a type to ever marry…You were so good at…other things. But, either way, I need to talk to Carlisle. It’s important. Oh, and Bella, can I have a total girl moment and gush over your ring? It’s a weakness of mine.” I shrugged, seeing no harm in it, but, before letting me go, Edward scooped up his shirt and put it on me. I looked up into his eyes, smiled, and he leaned down, kissing me softly.
I turned back to Tanya in time to see another mask drop over the expression on her face. I walked over to her and held out my left hand, warily watching her, wondering what would happen next, wondering why we weren’t doing something more productive than gushing over rings. A glance down at my hand yielded a look of relief.
“Oh. It’s a topaz.”
Huh? “Yeah. So?”
“Oh, nothing, dear….I just figured…Edward would spend the money on a diamond, at least. But…oh, well.” I glanced back at Edward only to see uncertainty flicker on his face. That made up my mind. I hated this…Tanya.
“And I’m sure he would have if I’d actually wanted him to, but why would I want a diamond when they aren’t the color of Edward’s eyes?” I yanked my hand back and stalked back to Edward, wrapping my arm around his waist. I leaned up to kiss him again, and this time his expression was one of relief. “I love you,” I whispered quietly in his ear. “And it’s true. I didn’t want a diamond.”
“I love you, too,” he whispered back. Then, louder, “Alright, Tanya. Let’s go see Carlisle. But…it would be rather polite of you to turn around and let me get dressed, don’t you think?” Tanya’s seductive face immediately came back, that same sultry smile stretched annoyingly across it once again.
“Of course, darling, although…I’m sure not that much has changed since…well, you know. I’ll wait at the edge of the trees and give you two some…privacy.” And then she was gone, running across the field and into the woods.
Edward listened awhile, then turned to me. “She’s gone. And, by the way, she was just baiting you. We never—um…you know. We didn’t.” My eyes narrowed.
“No, but you obviously know each other well. What did you do, then?” He smiled a bit and started to dress. I wanted to hit him, but instead started to get dressed myself.
“Bella, all we did was go out a few times. It didn’t work out, and we went our separate ways. That’s all. Although, Tanya has made it clear she wouldn’t mind giving it another try, I don’t want to. Now I know why. I’ve been waiting for you.”
When he says things like that, I can’t hold any real emotion other than love for him. It’s not my fault…but something kind of melts inside me when he does that. But he wasn’t done talking yet.
“Also, that’s what I was going to tell you before we were, uh, interrupted. I just didn’t feel comfortable having my wife and old date, for lack of a better word, in the same house together. It doesn’t seem right to me.” By this time, we were both fully dressed and ready to go. He grabbed my hand and started to walk. I decided to say something.
“I wonder why she’s here, anyway. She did show up at a sort of inopportune moment, didn’t she?” Edward was silent for a small time, thinking.
“I didn’t try to find out, because I wanted to wait for when she tells Carlisle, but I don’t think it’s good, Bella. I think something happened. She doesn’t just show up just like that otherwise.”
After we met up with Tanya, Edward showed us both where the Cullens’ new home was. Apparently, Carlisle had acquired it while Edward and I were…preoccupied with other things, and later conveyed the location to Edward. Interestingly enough, it was almost exactly the same as their old house—large, white, in a gorgeous location. How he had procured it so quickly surprised me. You’d think I’d be used to it by now. Oh, well.
After we walked into the house, after the exclamations of surprise and welcome towards Tanya, after surreptitious glances cast in my direction to see my reaction towards Tanya, and after other, more sly glances shot at both Edward’s and me in response to our time alone in the meadow, we all finally sat down to talk, and Tanya began her story.
“The Denali are dead. All except for me.”