Thursday, July 28, 2011

You Belong to Me Chapter 8

Chapter 8

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When I woke up, the pain in my knee was actually almost bearable; the pain in my chest however was another story. I reach for the button of the best invention ever and it is fucking gone! I turn my head and the morphine pump isn’t in my room. The pain in my chest intensifies immediately. I can’t stand it. I need something, anything to make this shit go away. I grab the call button.

“Nurse’s desk, how may I help you?”

“I’m in pain dammit! Where the hell is the morphine machine?! I need something and I need something now!”

“Your nurse will be there as soon as possible, Mr. Cullen.”

“She fucking better be!” I close my eyes and try to breathe deeply. I can’t stand this. I can feel every part of my body start to shake. I need to calm down. I need to forget... to forget everything. I start to grind my teeth together to fight through this. I grind so hard, that I can feel pain along the length of my jaw.

I don’t know how long I sat there waiting for relief, when fucking sex on legs walks in my door.

“Where the fuck is the morphine machine, Nurse Hale?” I spat this out between my clinched teeth.

“Edward, your father had it removed early this morning. He decided to change your medication. “ She raises her hand showing me a little white, paper cup. She walks beside the bed, pours me a cup of water, then hands me the pill. “This is a 10 mg Norco. It contains hydrocodone and acetaminophen. You can take one to two pills, every four to six hours as needed, for your pain.”

I turn over the paper cup in my hand, looking at the yellowish pills. “These tiny pills are really going to help me with this fucking pain, Rosalie? I can hardly even breathe, I’m hurting so badly.”

“Yes, Edward.” I swear she rolled her eyes at me, but what the fuck do I know? All I can focus on is the pain. I want it to go away and I will do anything and everything to make that pain go away, as soon as I possibly can. I toss the pills in my mouth and she hands me my water. Immediately there is a metallic aftertaste in my mouth.

“This tastes God fucking awful. How long long until this medicine starts to relieve my pain? I’m fucking hurting something bad and I need relief now, not ten damn years from now.”

She purses her blood red painted lips at me and takes a deep breath before answering me. I will be so glad when I can get the fuck out of this hell hole.

“It obviously won’t work immediately. In 30 minutes to an hour, you should start feeling relief. It will obviously make you groggy and possibly dizzy, so if you need to get up for any reason, please make sure to hit your call button so someone can come help you.”

“Thanks.” I close my eyes and hope this little yellow pill is my key to escaping the feelings that are overwhelming me. I wait to hear the door and nothing. I open one eye and see fuck-hawt staring at me. She clears her throat.

“Your dad and your new Orthopedic doctor, Dr. Zafrina Richardson, will be in to see you in a little while.”

I roll my eyes. “Wonder-fucking-ful. Another asshole to poke and prod on my injured body. Just what I wanted.” The sarcasm is pouring off of me in tsunami sized waves.

“Well, okay, you’re just going to be your usual cheerful self today, huh? Just push the button if you actually need something, Edward.” I watch as Rosalie and her ultra sexy ass strut out the door. The man who taps that, is one lucky son of a bitch.

As the door finally closes, I wait for what seems like forever for mellow-yellow to kick in and when it does, hot damn. This is some good shit. Almost as good as the magical morphine. I don’t know what I was complaining about before. I can’t wait to see how long this lasts. I’m in my body but I’m not in my body. I put my hand in front of my face and I’ll be damned if I’m seeing not double, but triple. This is better than my best drunk. Nothing is hurting me right now. The pain that she doesn’t want me anymore, is shadowed by the intense punch of the meds. I’m back to my invincible self. Right now, I can survive without Bella. My last thought before Mellow Yellow, my believed friendly pill and number of all types of pain knocked me out with its sledge hammer-like strength was, “This is just what I needed.”


What feels like only seconds later, I’m being very rudely awakened by none other than my father.

“Edward, son, you need to wake up. Dr. Richardson is here to examine you.”

“What the fuck, dad? Can’t you see I’m sleeping here?!”

“Edward, language.”

“Sorry,” I mumble back. I’m really not sorry, but what the hell. I’ll be nice for once. Yellow still has me feeling pretty mellow at this point.

“I’m Dr. Richardson, Edward. Your dad brought me in to consult with your case. Do you mind?” She nodded towards my injured knee.

“Knock yourself out, Doc.” I put my hands back behind my head and close my eyes, as I am being subjected to this torture yet again. It is like someone is sticking a fucking serrated knife in my leg and keeps turning and digging it in with the force of a canon ball. She starts to move my leg this way and that. “Fuck!” I yell at her.

“I’ve reviewed your scans and x-rays. Edward, it looks like mobility will be OK. Your range of motion is pretty good considering the extent of your injury. In a few days we will want to get you started in physical therapy, because we don’t want to have any atrophy occurring in your muscles.”

“How long do you think he will need physical therapy?” Dad asks.

“Physical therapy is likely to last at least a few months. The important thing is for Edward to allow himself to heal. That is going to take time. If he does too much too fast, he could cause permanent damage.”

“What about football? I’m being recruited by USC as a possible quarterback. They will want to do a physical before they let me sign. I have to be in top form or they won’t accept me. We are talking one of the top ranked teams in the BCS!”

“Only time will tell for sure, Edward. If you follow orders from me and your physical therapist and not push things too far too fast, I don’t see a reason why you can’t make a full recovery.”

“What about going home? I am so tired of being here. There’s no rest for the wicked, ya know?”

“We will be sending you home with crutches and don’t want you to put weight on the leg yet. I will talk to your physical therapist, Felix Walker, to see if we can get you scheduled the day after tomorrow for your assessment and your first session. Dr. Cullen, if we were to send him home tomorrow do you think there would be any problems?”

“No, I think everything should be fine. He will definitely need pain meds for a while.”

“You prescribed Norcos, right?”

“Yes, Dr. Richardson. He started those this morning. How are they working for you, son?”

“Seems to give me quite a bit of relief so far, Dad.” It is doing so much more for me than relieving pain from the gunshot, but that shit’s between me and the new love of my life Mellow Yellow.

“Edward, since your dad agrees, I think you can go home tomorrow. I will send instructions with you, but you really don’t need them since your dad knows everything I will be going over with you, when you are discharged. Make sure to follow the instructions for taking your pain meds as you need them. There is no reason for you to be hurting when we can do something about it. Do you have any questions for me?”

“So, I will be able to play right? I have to play football. I can’t imagine doing anything else-- at all.”

“Edward, there are no guarantees in life at all. Like I told you, from reviewing your records and examining you today, if you follow the guidelines and exercises from your therapist, you should be back on the field in a few months at the latest.” I nodded my head at her. “I look forward to seeing it too. I haven’t missed one of the Spartans games this season. You are a phenomenal quarterback and USC would definitely be lucky to have you on their team. So kick this injury’s ass and get back out there. I would love to see you with a national championship ring some day.”

“I would like nothing better than to make that happen-- for both of us, Doc,” I grin my crooked smile at her and she smiles back.

“Take care, Edward. We will do a follow-up in my office in two weeks to see how the physical therapy is working for you.”

“Thank you so much, Dr. Richardson,” dad says, and lady Doc leaves my room. “Son, I will leave you to get some more rest. How’s the pain?”

“Not good. All that poking and prodding didn’t help things at all.” He grabbed my chart and flipped through it. “It looks like you can have more pills now. I will send Nurse Hale in with your next dose.” He laid his hand on my arm. “How is everything else, Edward?”

“It’s just there, dad. It’s there all the motherfucking time. It hurts so fucking much. I’m trying not to think too much about it because, shit, I don’t know how to live without her. I still can’t believe that she said she doesn’t love me anymore.”

“You were together a long time. You can’t get over your first love overnight, Edward. We are all here for you. You know that, right?”

“I know. I just wish I could talk to her. I’ve tried and tried to call her and she hasn’t answered me. If I could just talk to her, I know I could make her understand. I know I said some shit that I shouldn’t have said to her. I know I’ve done a lot of fucked up things that have hurt her. I’ve hurt her more than the fucking bullet that tore my leg to hell. I need her to forgive me. I know I can get her to forgive me. We can find a way to make this right. We can get back together. I just know it.” I saw dad take a deep breath and really look at me. I know that look and know it well. It is a sign that the worst ever fucking news is about to be sent my way, with the impact of an atomic blast.

“E, you can’t. You can’t contact her at all. I was hoping that I wouldn’t have to tell you this, but you have to stay away. She’s got a restraining order against you, son. That order says no contact of any kind, period.” I feel the tightness increase again in my chest and try to breathe through it.

“Why?” Is that even my fucking voice? There is no way that this is my life because, Jesus, she’s my girl. I worship her with everything that I am and she doesn’t want me near her. How can this be? She doesn’t want me to call her, to be with her at all?! This can’t be my life.

“She had bruises all over her arms the day of the shooting, E.”

“She’s everything to me, she’s everything. She’s gotten into my head, my heart. That’s where she is going to stay forever. She is a burning in my soul, dad. Did she say that I hurt her? I love her so fucking much. I would never, ever, hurt her.” It was hard to remember much of what happened that day. What had I done to her, that could have caused her to put a restraining order on me?

“The bruises were hand shaped, E. She couldn’t have done those to herself. Charlie, well, we were lucky that he didn’t try to press charges against you or something, since you hurt his daughter.”

“So, it’s over, really over? For good?”

“Edward, yes, it is. It’s over.” I don’t know what to say. What can I say? She’s gone. Fuck my life. I close my eyes tight to try to control the flood of emotions sweeping through my broken body, my broken heart. “Son?”

“Dad, I can’t talk about this fucked up mess known as my life right now. My leg’s hurting like hell. Can you please get my medicine for me? Please.”

“I will have her bring it right down.” He looks at me with sorrow filled eyes. “Edward...”

“Not now, OK. I just need something to take the edge off this pain that I’m feeling. That examination hurt like a fucker.” He heads out the door and I run my hands through my hair. “Shit fuck. Dammit all to hell!”

I shift in the bed trying to get comfortable, but I know that the one thing that will really give me comfort, is now forever out of my reach. Just the thought makes my heart clinch excruciatingly in my chest. I can’t believe that it’s come to this. My love for her began with such promise, and now look at this twisted fucking train wreck known as my life.

The door opens and here is my newest angel to bless me with her presence. Not my hot nurse, but the paper cup that is filled with my own personal heaven.

“Here you go, Edward.” Rose hands me the key to my much needed escape from life as I know it, and I toss it back with no hesitation at all. “Do you need anything else?”

“Nah, I’m good. I just need to stop hurting and I need to get some fucking sleep.”

“You know the drill. Hit the call button if you need something.” There is that tone that I was waiting for; my dear little nurse is being a bitch-- again. I try to make my mind run away from here as fast as I can, but it won’t shut down. At. All. Wonder-fucking-ful.

I wait for my best friend to make me forget this shit filled existence, that is now that only thing that I know. I pull out one of my pillows and cover my face.

“Bella,” I whisper. A single tear falls down my cheek. My heart is in pieces and I know it will never heal and it’s my own fucking fault. I’ve made mistake after mistake. Here I am lying awake and sleepless. So, this is what a heart sounds like when it breaks. There is nothing here to help me find my way. Nothing. Bella was my light, my addiction. Now, I’m left here in the darkness. “Do you think I deserve this, Bella!” I scream into the pillow. “I’ve done everything I can to make you happy. Since the day I met you, it was always you. I did everything I could to treat you the way you deserved to be treated. You were my heart. It’s shattered. You’ve destroyed it. You’ve destroyed me.”


I’m in the kitchen and my hands are ginormous, beyond huge! I need to cut the cucumbers for the salad. Before I can grab the knife and begin, the timer on the oven goes off. I go to the oven and remove a batch of muffins. As I set them on the counter, I notice that these muffins are perfect, so hot and moist.

I go back to cut the cucumbers and as I reach for it, it won’t move, at all. Odd. I look over and I don’t have a cucumber in my hand, it’s a fucking unicorn’s horn, which is still attached to the unicorn.

The unicorn looks at me with disgust in its eyes. It steals a muffin off the counter and saunters away.


“Weirdest fucking dream, ever,” I say, as I wake up groggy. And before I can process what the fuck that just meant, I’m asleep again.


I’m awakened from my peaceful getaway with my beloved Mellow Yellow, by my giggling sister. Damn lil pixie!

“Edward, you’re awake! I’ve got sooooo, sooooo much to tell you!”

I clicked the control on the bed to raise my head up, so I can at least look like I’m paying attention.

“What’s up, Ally?” Her chipperness never ceases to amaze me.

“You’d never guess in a million years!”

“Ally, I’m tired and I’m hurting. Can we hurry this story the fuck up, so I can go back to sleep?”

“Well, Jasper and I were in the kitchen at home, getting ready to leave for our date...” I have to shake my head.

“What the fuck did you just say?!”

“Jasper and I went out last night. On. A. Date.” She grins wickedly at me. I’ve never seen her smile so bright. It almost hurts my eyes to look at her, she is so fucking cheerful.

“You. Jasper. A date. A real date. I don’t fucking think so. That shit is so not happening again.”

“You are not my dad, Edward. I can see who I want, when I want. Besides, I love Jasper and he loves me. Oh. My. God. His lips are like....”

“Whoa, Ally. Way too much fucking information for me. So you two seem to think you are in love, huh?”

“No seeming, E. While everyone has been here with you, he’s been taking care of me. He even made me my favorite breakfast.”

“What!? What breakfast? What the hell was he doing at the house at breakfast time? I’m going to rip his damn head off of his shoulders and shove it up his ass!”

“No, wait, E. Nothing happened, despite all my attempts to the contrary.” She blows out an exasperated breath. “He tucked me into bed and slept in Emmett’s room you miserable, whining prick. I woke up to the aroma of waffles the next morning. Not just any waffles, but my Mickey Mouse waffles! He brought me flowers and everything before the date...” She is talking so fast it is hard to keep up with what she was saying. My best friend and my sister...I think I may have just vomited in my mouth a little bit.

“And then while we were kissing, Emmett comes in and gets all pissy, like you are right now. He got in Jasper’s face and was going to start some shit. I grabbed a hold of his earlobe and pulled.” I flinched. When Alice pulls on your ear, you will wish for death. Death would be easier than Alice’s grip on your ears when she’s pissed off. She’s a tiny thing, but holy shit! That ear tug brings us to our knees every single time!

“And, when he dropped to the floor, I noticed something on his collar. It was lipstick, E! Bright red; the reddest ever! When I asked him about it, he wouldn’t tell me who the girl was. But his face turned as red as the lipstick on his collar! It was fucking priceless!” Alice chuckles into her hands and the door swings open to my dearly beloved twin.

“Emmett and his girlfriend sitting in a tree, K-I-S-S-I-N-G....” Emmett grabs Alice and puts her in a headlock, rubbing his knuckles through her hair. She slaps his hands away.

“You ass! You know I don’t like to have my hair messed with!” She slaps him again, as she gets up.

“Lipstick on the collar, huh, Em?” I ask. “Who is the lucky lady that you are porking?”

“E, man, leave me the hell alone, OK! Yes, there is someone, and it’s fucking serious. I’ve never felt like this before and right now this is mine and hers, and it’s no one else’s damn business.” He glances over his shoulder at Alice, who is enjoying this tirade a little too much. “When and if we want you fuckers to know, we will tell you! Got it?” He pokes his finger in my chest. His face is so red, I could almost see the smoke steaming from his ears. I wonder if his current face color is the same as the lipstick wearing hussy he’s shagging.

“Mother fucker. Keep that damn finger to yourself, or I will rip it off and shove it up your dick! You cocksucker!” I shove his hand away from me.

“Damn, Em. Calm down already. You know we love to mess with you. If you want to keep it to yourself, we won’t pry... much, that is.” Alice giggles...again.

“OK, good. So, E, man, how you feeling? Any idea yet when you are going to blow this joint?”

“Still in a lot of pain, but Dr. Richardson, the Orthopedic doctor said that I can go home tomorrow. They are going to start me on physical therapy the next day. Oh, that will be Friday. Fun. Fun. Fun...not!” My door swings open, yet again. This is fucking ridiculous! Enough already! People leave me the hell alone.

“Edward, I’m just going to check your vitals and your bandage real quick and then let you visit with your family.” She forces a smile at me, as she prepares to take my temperature. Then, she takes my blood pressure and changes the gauze on my leg. “Everything is looking good. I heard through the grapevine, you get to go home tomorrow.”

“Yes, I am going to soar like an eagle to my house and to my comfy bed, where I will be free from your fondling hands.” I wink at her. She shot me a pretty damn good. “go to hell” look and begins to leave. Alice stops her.

“Rosalie, right?” Ally asks. Rose looks at her and answers back.

“Yes, that’s right.”

“Are you from Forks?”

“Born and bred here. I can’t seem to get away.”

“Forks is funny like that, sometimes.” Alice smiles at her. “I really like your lipstick. I wonder if I can pull it off. What shade is that?” This is so our Ally. She’s never met a stranger.

“It’s M.A.C., Cockney.” I stifle a laugh at that. What an apt name for lipstick “cock”-ney, luscious red lips wrapping around my long cock...uh huh, definitely a HOT name, if I’ve ever heard one.

“Oh, I just love it. How long does it last? Does it rub off easily?” Why is Emmett shifting back and forth on his feet and looking mighty damn uncomfortable? He shouldn’t give a rat’s ass about lipstick durability.

“It’s definitely long-lasting. I can wear it all day and drink a cup of coffee, after cup of coffee, and it stays put.”

“That’s pretty impressive! Thanks.”

“You’re welcome. Alice, right?”

“Yes, it’s been nice chatting with you, Rosalie. I hope we get to do it again sometime and soon. I think we will be great friends. We can talk about our boyfriends and everything.” Rosalie paled.

“Um, I don’t know about that, Alice. I’m a pretty private person.” Rosalie leaves abruptly, and Alice comes to my bedside.

“Well, E, it’s been nice chatting with you. We probably should head out so you can chill. Can’t wait ‘til you are back home tomorrow.” She kisses me on the cheek and grabs Emmett’s hand. “Come on, Em. Let’s go home. I’m sure we will have tons and tons to talk about in the car.” She leads him out the door.

“Later, E,” Emmett said.


Thursday, July 14, 2011

You Belong to Me Chapter 7


That was tough. I wondered if Edward would even think about everything everyone who loves him and Bella have been through, because of their inconsiderate actions. I know I was tough on him, borderline being a dick. I needed to tell him how I felt. Sometimes friendship isn't all about partying and hanging out. True friends tell it like it is, even if it hurts. As I walked through the florescent corridor getting closer and closer to the waiting room, my thoughts became less about my friend and more about my girl, or at least after tonight it would be official and Alice would finally be mine.

I have had feelings for Alice for almost as long as I can remember. All she had ever seen me as, was her brothers' best friend. She has always assumed that I was a player like Edward and Emmett. I've only slept with one girl, Charlotte, a foreign exchange student from London. She kept throwing herself at me and one night at a party, I gave in. When I saw Alice the next day, I felt guilty as hell. I was still in shock from having her soft sweet lips touch mine for the first time, when Alice told Emmett and I that something had gone very wrong at Bella's yesterday.

We were all terrified, especially Alice, since she had been the first to find out about the shooting. I did my best to calm her down and tell her everything would be OK, even though we weren't sure at the time. I held her close to me with one arm, while caressing her hands with my free hand. Even though I was scared, seeing Ally in tears and hysterics tore at my heart in ways I had never experienced before. What I needed in that moment didn't matter at all. What did matter was taking care of Alice. That just solidified for me that she is the one, the only one, that I will ever want.

All the while we were waiting for news on Edward, I never left Alice's side for a minute. I made sure that she had something to eat if she was hungry. I made sure that she had a hand to hold when she needed one. When we finally got the news that Edward was alright, I took Alice home. She asked me to stay with her until she fell asleep. I didn't go home through. I bunked down in Em's room in case she needed something, since her parents and Emmett had decided to spend the night at the hospital. Esme and Carlisle wanted Emmett to come home too, but he said that as long as his twin was there, he was there. I checked on Alice throughout the night and she was so angelic while she was sleeping. I just wanted to crawl into bed with her and hug her close to me and never let her go, but I knew in my heart that I could never do something like that to her without her saying she was okay with it.

Since I often stayed over with the guys, I kept a few clothes at their place in case I needed them. I woke early the next day, took a shower and decided to make Ally her favorite, Mickey Mouse waffles. I followed the directions on the mix, heated and prepped the Mickey Mouse-shaped waffle iron and made a huge stack of her favorite breakfast treat.

When she ambled into the kitchen and saw me, her sleep-filled eyes registered with surprise.

"What are you doing here?" She was so adorable in her pink Disney Princess PJ's and matching slippers. Her incredible dark brown hair was sticking up in every direction possible. She had never been more devastatingly beautiful to me than she was in that moment.

"I didn't want you to be alone, so I stayed and slept in Emmett's room last night." She looked shocked, yet pleased.

"Thanks, Jasper. Thank you for being there for me yesterday, too. I couldn't have made it through
everything that happened and stayed sane without you." She looked at me shyly through her lashes.

"You're welcome, Ally."

"What is that smell? That isn't..." Her radiant smile was contagious and I smiled back at her and showed her the platter of waffles. Her eyes lit up with excitement and she started bouncing up and down and clapping her hands.

"I made you breakfast." She walked over and sat down on the barstool at the counter, while I prepared a plate for her. I poured her a big glass of strawberry milk, then fixed my own plate, while she began eating. I sat down on the stool next to her.

"I can't believe you did this for me," she said between bites. "These are really, really good. Thank you." She leaned in and kissed me gently on the cheek and continued with her breakfast. I reached up and touched my cheek, where I could still feel the warmth of her silken lips.

"Any time, Alice. I enjoy doing things for you." She looked back at me and smiled another dazzling smile and my heart skipped a beat. "Um, Alice..." Damn, this so wasn't the right time for this. My best friend, her brother is in the hospital, but I couldn't help myself but ask now. "I would really, really like to take you out on a date. Would you please do me the honor of allowing me to escort you to dinner this evening? Maybe we could go to a movie. What do you think?"

"You want to go out on a date, with me? Why?" She looked startled by my question.

"I like you, more than a friend, like you. I want to spend as much time with you that you will let me. If that's what you want?" I was so nervous I could feel my brow beginning to sweat. I didn't know what I would do if she said no to me.

She reached her hand over and placed it gently on my knee that I didn't notice was knocking like crazy against the side of the counter and made my day complete when she said, "I like you too Jaz, probably more than I should. I would love to go out with you."

"That's great! I'm so glad." I smiled back at her. "After breakfast, I can drive us to the hospital so we can visit Edward."

After we finished eating, Alice began trying to clean up the dishes.

"No, Alice, I've got these. Go get ready, so you can see your brother." I began rinsing the plates and pans to put them in the dishwasher, when a small hand touched my cheek. I sighed and leaned into her touch.

"This morning, breakfast, just being here, it means a lot to me, Jaz."

"There is no where else I'd rather be." I leaned in and kissed her on the cheek softly and she grinned at me and went upstairs.


Alice jumped up when she saw me enter the waiting room.

"How did it go?" She knew how worried I was about how my conversation with Edward would turn out.

"It wasn't pleasant, but hopefully he will realize that together he and Bella were toxic, not just to each
other, but to all of us who were stuck in the middle." Alice made a scrunched up face that I loved to call the "stink face."

"As much as I love them both, I am so tired of their drama, drama, drama."

"Alice, trust me when I say we all are. Are you ready to go home? I think I heard that you've got some big plans for the evening. Should I be jealous?" I teased.

"Jaz, you should be very, very jealous. I've got a date with a sweet, handsome guy who cooked me my favorite breakfast this morning. Then, he did the dishes when he was done. That's going to be hard to top." She grinned at me and her eyes were full of such joy, that it would be contagious to anyone around her.

"Wow! I guess I've got my work cut out for me." I reached my hand out to her. "Shall we?"

"Let's. I've got tons to do, to be ready for tonight." When her hand met mine, my heart stuttered and I could feel such warmth spreading from my heart to the tips of my fingers and toes. As she laced her small fingers with mine, I knew I was exactly where I belonged.


I felt like I was watching myself in a dream. I was going out with Jasper tonight! Oh my God! I could die now and die happy. (Well, maybe after my date.) It was all I could do to not jump up and down while I was sitting in the car seat, as he was driving me home from the hospital. This was a moment that I have waited for, well.. forever it seemed.

I looked over at Jasper and he was smiling as much as I was. He must have seen me from the corner of his eye. He smiled at me even bigger, grabbed my hand and then he kissed my palm. I shivered, not from being cold, but the excitement from that gesture set my heart racing and I was so wet, I was praying that I wasn't leaking onto his car seat.

"Are you cold, Ally? I can turn up the heat?" He looked so concerned. He really does care about me.

"No, I'm fine. I'm not cold at all." As he set my hand back on the seat, he didn't let it go. He ever so slowly entwined each finger of his hand with mine. God, I want him to touch me in other places, not just my hands. If he can make me wet just by kissing my palm, I could only imagine the pleasure he could bring me if those lips touched other parts of my body.

The drive home was over in a flash. As he stopped the car in my driveway, Jasper got out and came around to open my door for me. He reached his hand to help me out of the car and kept it firmly in his grasp as he walked me to the door.

"Thanks for driving me, Jaz."

"Sure, Alice. It was definitely my pleasure," he said as he grasped both of my hands.

"I'm really looking forward to our date tonight." I beamed at him and he reached his hand and delicately stroked my cheek.

"Me, too." He leaned in and kissed me. On my forehead. What? So not what I expected. He squeezed both of my hands. "I'll see you at 7." I nodded and watched him get in the car. He waved at me as he drove away.

As I entered the house, I leaned against the door trying to calm my nerves. He is just so damn sweet and considerate. When he kissed my palm, I was hoping he would pull over to the side of the road, so I could rip his clothes off that hot, sexy body of his. I snickered to myself, there was always tonight for clothes ripping.

I went upstairs to my bathroom and poured my jasmine vanilla bubble bath into the tub for a luxurious bath. I was wound up like a top and needed to relax.

I stripped and tested the water. I sighed as the delightful warmth and bubbles enveloped every part of my body. I reached for my loofa and body wash and before I knew it, I was imagining Jasper's hands on my body and how they would make me feel. I close my eyes and see Jaz before me. I have never wanted anyone else. I have always wanted Jasper. A fool could see how much I adore him.

I put the loofa aside and moved my hands to my breasts. I could feel Jasper as he would first gently massage each breast, before moving to my erect nipples that would be calling out for his attention. I squeezed and pinched first the right one, then the left and could feel the tingles forming in the pit of my stomach. Jasper would kiss each nipple gently and rub his tongue in circles around my areola and back to my nipple. His teeth would bite each breast, inciting pleasure-filled pain, that would leave me wanting those teeth and tongue on every square inch of my body. He would breathe his warm delicious breath on my nipples, leaving my entire body aching for more.

My hand went lower and brushed against my drenched folds and my thumb quickly began working my clit. It wasn't enough to ease the burning ache within me.

As my thumbed frantically circled my clit, I inserted two fingers into my pussy. Jasper's fingers would deftly work my body into a lustful frenzy. My body was so wound up and I needed release, so I moved my fingers faster and faster wishing that they were Jaz's long fingers piercing my flesh. I could see his beautiful blue eyes gaze a me with adoration, as he took in my body and it craved him and only him. I want him above me, filling me completely. His fingers would know exactly how and where to touch me. Sweat began to form on my brow and my body was so overheated, I was surprised the water wasn't boiling around me. My thumb, swirling on my clit just a little faster and a little harder, my fingers tweaking and twisting my nipples with one hand, while I curled my fingers inside me with the other hand. My fingers penetrated me hard and fast as the water and bubbles clung to my body. "Jasper, ooh, Jasper! Unf, YES!" The tingles started at the tips of my toes, went up my legs and I felt the clinching begin in my core and take a death grip on my fingers, as my orgasm rocked my body causing me to thrash around so much, that water began spilling over the side of the tub.

Well, that took the edge off, but I wish it had been someone else to take the edge off for me. I finished washing my body and I could feel every nerve ending singing, as I toweled the water from my body. I massaged my jasmine vanilla lotion on my arms and my legs.

Now it was the time for the most difficult decision of the evening. What would I wear? I had to be absolutely perfect. As I looked through my closet, I knew pants were out. I wanted easy access available to certain parts of my body and my pants just wouldn't allow that. My eyes caught on the perfect outfit. I'm such a girly girl and everyone knows that pink is my thing. I decided to wear my pink satin blouse with puff sleeves and pair it with my black tulle skirt. The shoes were my favorites, my pink Dior's peep toed heels with black stitching and adorable black bow.

Peep toe shoes mean nail polish. I sat down on the bed and painted first my toe nails and then my fingernails with my "I think in pink" O.P.I. nail polish. While the nail polish was drying, I laid down on the bed and ended up falling asleep. When I woke up, it was 6:15!

I went to my vanity, turned on the lighted mirror and began to apply my make-up. I used my shimmering powder all over my face. I applied my satin eye shadow and used my black kohl Hello Kitty eyeliner. Yes, I love all things animated and if they are animated and pink, I'm in total heaven.

I turned on my flat iron and when it hit the magical 410 degrees, I carefully straightened my hair. I put a dab of hair conditioner in my hand and massaged it throughout my hair. Since my hair loves to go in every possible direction when ever it wants in the overly wet environment of Forks, the conditioner helps keep my hair straight and in place. After I got dressed, I topped my pink blouse with my black cascade bib necklace. I adorned my wrist with my awesome black onyx beaded bracelet that Emmett and Edward got me for Christmas. The last piece of my ensemble was my pink chalcedony and marcasite sterling silver ring. I looked in the mirror, "You look damn hot, if I do say so myself." I giggled and reached for my MAC pink lip gloss and applied it to my lips.

I glanced at the clock. It was almost 7. As I began to make my way downstairs, the doorbell rang. "He's here! He's here!" I almost chanted to myself.

The sight as I opened the door took my breath away. Jasper was wearing a bright smile, his best pair of Levis, his boots, a light gray dress shirt, a dark gray dress jacket and a skinny pink tie.


"Hello, Jasper. Please come in." I ushered him through the door.

"It would be my pleasure, Alice. You look stunning. Absolutely gorgeous."

"Thanks, you look quite handsome yourself." I gently lifted the pink tie and grinned broadly at him.

He pulled a hand from behind his back. In it was the oddest collection of flowers that I'd ever seen. He's wearing a pink tie. Where's my pink bouquet? If it wasn't the dead of winter, I would have thought he stopped along side the road and picked them.

"These are for you." As he handed me the bouquet he must have noticed my reaction to them. "Don't you like flowers?" His smile began to slip a little.

I shook my head. "Of course I do! Thanks so much. Let's go to the kitchen so I can put them in water."
He followed me and watched, as I filled a vase with water and began to arrange the flowers. He was studying me as I moved each and every flower around. There was just no way around it. They didn't match, at all.

"Allow me," he said as he worked on the arrangement. "Ally, I've known you for years. It is so easy to know how you feel about things. Can I tell you why I got you these flowers?"
"I don't want you to think I'm ungrateful. I'm not. They are a um ... unique combination," I told him nervously. I didn't want to ruin our big night before it even began.

"Come sit with me for a minute." Jasper gripped my hand and the vase of flowers and led me to the counter where we had breakfast this morning. We both each sat on a barstool and he placed the flowers between us, still keeping my small hand tucked firmly in his.

"There is a reason these flowers are unique. Each flower tells a story and I want to share those stories with you, OK?" I nodded and butterflies began to flutter wildly in my stomach.

He took a deep breath and began, "These small white flowers scattered throughout are Baby's Breath. They mean happiness. You are always so happy, that it is contagious to those around you." He glanced at the flower then at me and the butterflies turned into a herd of elephants in my stomach. He continued, "You made me happier than I've ever been when you agreed to go out with me tonight."

"These white flowers are Camellias. They mean adorable and, Ally, you are so incredibly adorable to me. You are adorable in your wide assortment of Disney PJ's and your fascination with all things pink." He laughed and tugged at his tie. "I also knew you would think this was adorable."

I gently touched the hem of my shirt and laughed with him. "Yes, we do match," I told him.
"These small purple flowers are Forget Me Nots, for memories and faithful love." He stopped and swallowed hard.

"Jaz..." I stroked his cheek.

"Alice, I have so many incredible memories of you. My head and my heart are filled with them and are yearning to make more with you. This, well, it may be too soon for you to hear, but Alice, I have loved you... been utterly in love with you, for years."

"You, you love me?" He nodded at me. "Jasper..." I whispered but he put his finger to my lips to silence me.

"Let me get through this, Alice. Please," I shook my head. "These flowers, um, the red ones are also Camellias for a flame. You're a flame in my heart. You make me feel things I've never imagined. Your 'flames' make my heart sing. These maroon and white flowers are Variegated Tulips for your beautiful eyes. When those gorgeous eyes look at me, I can see you and me, together."

He rubbed his thumb soothingly across the back of my hand. "These strange looking blue flowers," I raised my eyebrows at him. "Yes, Alice, I admit they a very strange but their message to you is 'I think of you.' You are the first thing I think about when I wake up in the morning and the last thing I think about before I fall asleep." My heart was beating so unbelievably fast. After all this time waiting for him and on our first date, he's admitting that he feels the same way about me that I do about him.

"Okay, um, there are two more. These small bluish purple ones are Prim Roses that signify young love and I can't live without you. And I've waited for the right moment, because I can't live without you in my life anymore. Before you, my life was dark and empty. You're the sun that makes me shine. When you're around, I'm always laughing. I want to be able to say that you're mine, as much as I'm yours." He stopped to take a calming breath. "The last white flower is Jasmine." I guess the shock registered on my face because he smiled and nodded his head.

"I can't believe you know what scent I wear."

"Alice, I know almost everything about you. Every time I smell Jasmine, I smile and wish I was with you, because it smells so much better on you. Jasmine means I attach myself to you. I'm yours, Ally. I always have been and I always will be. My heart and everything I am is yours, forever. I need you in my life, with me, like I need to take my next breath. I want everyone to know how I feel about you. You are it for me. I love you, so very, very, much."

"OK, that's all," he said. That's all. THAT'S ALL! That is everything! I'm pretty sure with his words and the way his piercing blue eyes were looking at me, that my panties disintegrated from the heat radiating from my core. I was so wet, that I swore I had to be dripping all over mom's immaculate kitchen floor.
He was staring at me so expectantly, that I could only do one thing. I leaned close to him, and pulled on his tie, to bring his mouth to mine. As soon as our lips touched, we both sighed with contentment. The kiss started so gently that our lips moved together like a symphony, perfectly in sync. Jasper's hands cupped my face as his tongue gently stroked my lips, seeking entrance. Our tongues moved together as we made love with our mouths and my arms found their way around his neck.

When his teeth gently nipped at my mouth, the fire inside me became a raging inferno. I wanted more. I wanted everything. I groaned as I moved my hands down his chest and his hands moved down my neck, to my shoulders, then his hands grazed the sides of my breasts. Our lips separated from each other. "Oh, Jasper, I love you too. I think I've always loved you." His hands were now at my waist as he kissed my neck right under my ear. He gently sucked and then nipped at my shoulder. I found his nipples through his shirt and pinched gently with my nails, as I kissed his neck. When I pinched him a second time, he moaned and pulled me closer.

His knee moved between my legs and I began to rub myself against his leg seeking something more. His hands cupped my ass and his erection was against my stomach. Our mouths were attacking each other's ferociously. I wanted more of him, on more of me. One of his hands moved towards my breast but his hand missed its mark. "Oh, yes, Jasper." I could hear the desire in my voice. "Do you want to touch me there?" I asked. "Jasper, Jaz, baby, I'm begging you, please."

That was the sign he was waiting for. One hand kneaded my ass while the other began to massage my breast. Our mouths couldn't get enough of each other and I don't think I would ever get enough of him. I moved my hands lower and accidentally touched his cock through his jeans and the guttural moan he released, spurred me on. I moved my hands up and began to tug on his shirt as his hand tugged on my nipple.

When my hands met his bare chest, I wanted to feel more of his skin against mine. I tore his jacket from him and threw it on the counter top and undid his tie and began to unbutton his shirt, peppering small kisses along his neck and chest, and he threw his head back and then began to work his magic on both of my breasts. Once his chest was exposed, I tweaked one of his nipples with my fingers as I used my mouth on the other. First I placed a gentle kiss on his nipple, then I used my teeth and bit and sucked on it. I pulled myself as close as I could get to him. I needed to feel every part of him on me.

Suddenly, he wasn't in my arms anymore. He was across the room. The disappointment that I felt was unreal. He wanted me, but he didn't want me that way. What did I do wrong?

"Alice, honey," he said panting trying to get his breath back. "I know what you are thinking. I want you so much, I can't see straight. I think you were able to feel exactly how much I wanted you." I looked down and his cock was still hard and begging for my body, and oh how my pussy was so begging for it.
"It's OK, Jasper. I love you so, soooo, much. I want to do this. I want to make love to you. I'm ready. I've waited for you. You are the one for me. You are it for me. Please." I began to walk closer to him like a panther stalking its pray. Jasper waved his hands up to stop me.

"Alice, this is too fast. I want to do this right. The right way." He was buttoning up his shirt as he walked towards me. "I want to make love to you, to become one with you, but I refuse to rush things. You mean far too much to me for me to sleep with you on our first date."

Wasn't that supposed to be my line? I sighed. "Jasper, it really is what I want. I want you. It will be so good." My inner seductress was in full swing now and I could see it in Jasper's sea blue eyes. He had just tucked his shirt back in and I reached up to put my arms around his neck.

"Ally, baby, seriously. We don't have to take our clothes off to have a good time. Just being in the same room with you, sitting by your side, holding your hand. Those things make me happier than I ever thought was possible. I want to do this slow and easy. I want a relationship with you. I just don't want sex, Alice. Don't get me wrong, when the time is right, we will both know it. I want everything. We are both so young and have plenty of time for all of this."

He pulled me in for a hug and then moved back, but clasped both of my hands in his. He looked me straight in the eyes with total adoration. "Let's get to really know each other and see who we are and how we are together. I want to woo you. I want to bring you flowers that make you get the little crinkle in your forehead, because they aren't a shade of pink. I want to feel you sigh with happiness, when I take your hand in mine. I want to take long walks with you, cuddle with you when we watch a movie. I want to watch your face light up with excitement when you eat your Mickey Mouse waffles." I couldn't help but giggle at that. I knew this was a battle that I wasn't going to win tonight, but I wasn't giving up.

"Well, Jasper. Since we aren't going to have sex tonight, I guess we need to get you presentable, so we can go out to that fancy dinner you promised me." His eyes first shocked at my words then he let out the biggest laugh I've ever heard when he took in his appearance.

"You're right. Let me get put back together and we can go eat. I know you are dying to get your hands on some meat at the restaurant." Oh, a steak was so not the meat I was wanting to get my hands on tonight. I sighed.

He grabbed his tie and began to put it around his neck. "Here, let me." I lifted up the collars on his shirt, my fingers purposefully grazing the sides of his neck as I moved the tie in place. I felt Jasper shiver and I did a mental fist pum that I was able to get that reaction out of him by just a tiny touch of my fingertips. I ran my hands down from the collar straightening the tie and fingernails ghosting across his chest, as my hands straightened out the length of his tie.

I grabbed his jacket and helped him into it. He pulled me close for a tight hug. He kissed my forehead, each cheek, both sides of my lips and then finally his mouth was home, on my lips where they were made to be. I didn't even try to take it further like I really wanted, because when Jasper gets his mind on something, come hell or high water, you can't change it.

Neither of us heard the door open, as we ended the kiss. Our bliss was interrupted with Emmett's thunderous voice.

"Jasper, what the fuck! What in the hell are you doing with my sister!"