Chapter 59: Here we are now; Entertain us!
Hello my babies! It's been weeks I know. I have missed you but I have turned my chapters into ginormous monsters, so bear (Grrrrr! ) with me whilst I attempt this bad boy!
I have researched and researched, and then I researched some more. To those of you familiar with Seattle, forgive my cock ups! Last chapter, I called the Space Needle the Seattle Needle Restaurant which altogether sounds gory! Sincere apologies for that and not being able to come up with a schedule, or adhere to one.
Another 3 chapters and an epilogue, I think? But then again, I don't know. These guys seem to have to say loads.
To say that we were having an amazing time with the Swans ,was a major understatement. We had been all over. I made sure that all hotel expenses were paid from me and I even attempted to step my foot to the nut case that is Charlie!
Did well for a rookie, didn't I? I even got to point the finger to Charlie. His moustache twitched in sync with my finger waving, I swear to God!
And * clears throat * ahem my giggle is very manly. It was so funny.
I upgraded our rooms at the W hotel to the adjacent suites. Bella showed me her sincere appreciation for the suite. My girl was wild. I even took her on the balcony under the Seattle night lights. Her wanton whimpers and small cries of pleasure spurred me on. I admit it took a lot of focus not to come straight away. But we stayed on that balcony a good hour and a half. Covered in a blanket, me lazily sliding deep inside her from behind and holding her breast and the blanket in one hand and her clit on the other. Freezing cold didn't matter that night. We were generating heat for each other. In the jacuzzi, outside the jacuzzi, at the chaise long close to the window. We stayed happily naked throughout most of our time in the room.
Charlie and Renee shared a really unique relationship. She would get enthusiastic about something and then he would look at her mesmerized. Yet another man, who deems it important that their partner is kept happy. And just like Bella, Renee's smile was hypnotising. She would get animated and just her talking and her wide eyes would reveal the child within her soul. It was really captivating. Charlie was a grounded man. A peaceful force that grounded Renee. I haven't seen such a beautiful complimenting dynamic in a relationship. Except from mine, obviously.
We had been all over: Hendrix memorial,the experience music project, the underground tour, the Aquarium and the Zoo. At nights we had dinner at the most amazing restaurants like the Wild Ginger and the Purple. We went shopping, that Charlie and Bella almost died of boredom whereas Renee dragged me around to get more and more gifts for everyone. The open markets were our thing though. So when we got there, we spent ridiculous amounts of time in every stall. In the freezing cold, we bought the Doors limited edition, Jefferson Airplane, the Janis Joplin live in Woodstock. We were exchanging glances and showing each other records.
Charlie after five minutes grabbed Renee and showed us the café where they were going to be sitting. An hour later, when we walked in we caught them with foreheads touching, whispering something sacred between them and smiling lost in their own wee bubble. My heart caught at the sight of my new family. Bella's hand squeezed my own acknowledging that I'm a big softie, but I'm still very much a man. And that we both wanted this for ourselves.
I caught glimpses of Bella. The slight flush of her skin after walking in the cold. Her watery eyes when I took her to that Grunge club I had found. How her long hair made the perfect material for head banging. The head banging accompanied by proper screaming of the lyrics. How she shed a tear at Hendrix's memorial quietly reciting Hey Joe lyrics.
Her beauty was her love for life. Her determination to have one. A good one. She would have; the only important thing was to give me the right answer to a question I had to ask.
In our euphoric state, something had to happen to dampen the mood. And it did. But if I'm honest I was snickering secretly when I heard Charlie utter:
Aye, people you ken each other, stop looking so flabbergasted. Get on with it, I thought.
"What are you doing here?" Charlie asked, still shocked. I was happy to see his moustache followed suit with the question mark forming in his mouth. I have to say I had been watching that moustache closely.
"I'm visiting the kids. They are just coming out of the coffee shop." he explained not looking comfortable with the situation. He then and turned to look at me. His gaze was exploring, as his Native American culture could see that something was off with me.
I invaded his own head, and I saw the legends of his tribe being passed on to him by his proud looking father and the wolves changing into man, changing back into animal when protection was needed for the tribe.
In perfect timing, Charlie was making the introductions and Bella's hand squeezed my own in desperate need for support.
"...and Bella's visiting from Edinb... Hey Edward, how did you pronounce again the place?"
"Edinbrah." I spat.
"Yes, Edinbrah, with her boyfriend Edward."
"It's nice to see you Bella. You look really good. " Billy said in appraisal. He would still side with his son, but I was thinking he never heard both sides to this story...
"Thanks Billy, Scotland has been good." I heard the determination in her voice. Whereas Washington, with your loser of a son wasnea, I added mentally. Yes I'm one of those little people that hold grudges. Sue me.
Her hold in my hand loosened, and I see the woman I love, in an amazing instant, bringing all her worst fears, her rejection, her betrayal, her breaking being brought into their realistic proportions. All of it lasted just a mere magical instant. I squeezed her hand as confirmation of my presence.
"And this is my boyfriend, Edward." she said with a slight push of her arm.
"Nice to meet you Billy." I brought myself to the level of his wheelchair to shake his hand. His grip tight, as if in warning. My grip was tight, because I was tired of this fucking charade.
Billy must have gotten to the bottom of my story, because he was looking at me slightly in awe. Screw that. Our holiday had just taken a turn for the worse and now his wanker of a son was coming out with that girl.
She was looking at him, animated as he was, probably reliving a story. She turned her head, scanning for Billy in all likelihood and then she stopped at her tracks. The look of guilt was there but who cares.
Jacob, aka the bad'un turned his head and then took in the sight. What was that? A smirk? A fucking smirk? Did he have the audacity to play macho – ex – I'm – going – to – rub – it – in ?
I got out of my head, Bella needed me. I saw her glaring at him. With one of her worst death glares. Oh, aye I had gotten that one, when she found her favourite white cashmere cardi had turned grey after having been washed with one my black socks.
Yes I bought her a new one! I would have materialised her one if I could, but I was too busy materialising shit doon my trousers, as her death glare gave me no other option but fear. But I digress.
They came closer. And then the glare contest commenced. Bella was looking at them. Billy was looking for answers in Charlie. Charlie was looking for anything that would remove us from this awkward situation from Renee. Renee was looking at her daughter. No answers were sought, thank goodness, but there was that distinct protective, maternal instinct kicking in. She then removed from her gaze from Bella, and turned to stare at Jacob, whose cocky fucking smirk was swiftly removed.
You go Renee! I fist pumped internally. And then I looked at her. Leah, was never the culprit. He was. She was sold love. She distanced her friend. And now she recently found out she was cheated on. But she stays put. She has invested time and effort. In LaPush, though, Sam Ulley was looking at her. She knows deep down. For now though, she remains unhappy.
I thought it was time for an intervention so I did what I do best : sarcasm.
"Look, aye, I know this is awkward, what with Bella, running into her ex that was cheating on her with the girl he's with now, yes, we can all move out of the cold, the noo, because noone's getting any warmer?" I half whined, half protested.
Bella rewarded me with her sweet windchimes of laughter, loud and flowing. But everyone else stopped staring at each other and only looked at me.
Especially Jacob. Oh Jacob, he was sizing me up. Deluded Jacob, was looking at me, trying to make a mental testosterone count. He was big and his shoulders probably were the size of school globes, you know the ones they decorate classes with.
He was buff, partly because of his heritage, but it's not about strength. Well it is, but not the muscle kind.
Everybody snapped out of their thoughts. And then the surreal portion of the programme commenced.
"So how are you Bella?" , yes, that was Jacob. He wouldn't know what hit... aaaaand here it comes.
"Huh, I would have thought that cheating creeps like yourself would save the world from their presence. How come you're not rotting under a stone in a sacred burial place somewhere? Ah, but that would mean you had a consciousness... And yes, to answer your question, I'm very well, thanks for asking."
He should have asked before messing with my Bella, enhanced version 2.0,we will fuck with you, if you fuck with us.
In the background, I caught a glimpse of Renee's snicker, Charlie's hard gulp, and Billy's shaking head with a wide open mouth.
The conversation, continued with the elders arranging to meet for Christmas dinner at the Space Needle.
Charlie ducked when Renee's hand was coming to meet the back of his head swiftly. I was getting fed up, and Bella was looking stunned. Obviously as Jacob had the cheek to be ironic with her.
Let them come. Let them.
"What the fuck were you thinking Charlie?" Renee asked. She didn't pause for a moment before she continued. "Do you remember Jacob, Charlie, that you had to invite to Christmas dinner? Did Seattle cause you memory loss, a lobotomy maybe?"
"I thought, it'd be ok." Charlied answered, and he was saying the truth. "I though, he was with Leah, our Bella is with Edward, forgive and forget you know?"
"It's all right Mom, dad. It's one dinner." Bella rushed to ease her father from the uncomfortable situation.
"Are you sure sweetie? It's perfectly ok not to want to see him or her for that matter."
"It's only dinner, and besides we've agreed to exchange gifts in the morning." Bella thought practically more than anything.
I held my baby's hand to offer whatever comfort I could. She leaned into me and whispered: "I loved your line, babe. Take me to the hotel, please?" she said with a smile and a bat of her eyelashes. I held her cheek, her rosy sweet cheek.
"Ok love." I answered simply and then returned to Renee and Charlie.
"Right, guys, me and Bella, are going at the hotel what time are we meeting to go the restaurant?"
"The reservations are for 7, Edward, meet us at the lobby for half past six?" Renee said simply.
"Ok, see you then."
As the hotel door closed behind us, bags and coats were dropped off our bodies and hands. We went for a hot shower, where Bella shed all her layers again as the steamy water cascaded down our bodies.
It always took a lot out of her. I washed her hair reverently. I filled the sponge with shower gel and started from her shoulders downwards my other hand mimicking the motions.
She turned around and hid in my chest. She inhaled deeply, seeking comfort and solace.
"Bella, sweetheart?" I whispered in her earlobe.
"Yes?" She asked.
"Are you all right?" my voice was low but not without trepidation.
"I am now." She released the reply with a deep breath. She wrapped her hands around my neck. She nestled against my body.
Quietly, we touched each other's bodies. Reassurance, love, affection. This was us. Tonight was the night. Did I have cold feet? No, not really. Not in a cocky smug way at least. Bella and I were never there by mere choice. No, we were necessity. We were need.
When we made it to the actual bed, she asked me, her voice husky and low with desire. "Edward?" And something else, which was the need to be with me and I with her. The need to bring our wee bubble to the forefront.
Where we are strong. United. Glowing.
"Yes baby? I whispered.
"Make me forget." She requested and I was happy to oblige. I touched her body reverently. Not a curve, plain, or swell left untouched. Her body, responsive as always, was breaking in gooseflesh, her quiet whimpers, my name leaving her soft lips was my reward.
I looked at her, and she opened her eyes to watch me watching her. My fingers were pumping slowly in and out of her and her whole body had synchronised to that rhythm.
My eager mouth kissed her sloppily and then moved to her breasts. I latched on to a nipple, which I sucked in my mouth whilst I kept licking her hardened tip.
"Please Edward, please love." she begged me. Her eyes hooded with pure lust, unafraid and glorious. She was losing control. It's those moment I cherished above all else.
"What do you need Bella? Tell me, I'll give you anything." I urged her because I needed her words. Like a parched man on a desert, she was my flask of cool water.
She grabbed my cock, tightened her hold.
"You like it when I beg for your cock deep inside my pussy don't you?" Her sly smile accompanied her dirty talk.
I lifted her hips and managed to lift her lower body. Her knees were secured on my shoulders and I plunged into her.
Her guttural scream was the affirmation I needed. I fucked her hard, my hands locked on her hip bones, keeping her still and elevated as I delivered strong, deep thrusts with precision inside her pussy.
Her head had fallen back, her cries were followed by mewls. A sheen of sweat appeared on her breasts. I wanted to last but that wasn't going to happen with the sight before my eyes of my wanton woman in the throes of passion.
I left her body and went south where our combined essence drove me insane. I had marked her. I licked and pumped, fingers and mouth and tongue working in unison.
"Edward, get back up and finish what you started." she threatened but her hand holding me in place told a whole different story. I licked and sucked and when I took her engorged clit in my mouth, her walls clamped around my three fingers and a gush of wetness left her while she was shaking violently from her orgasm.
I lapped up all of her, I had her squirt dripping down from my chin on the sheets. She was still trying to catch her breath and clenching when I entered her fully.
Another scream left her parted lips and I know it was the sensation overload; she was too sensitive, but way too responsive to my touch.
I plunged into her again and again with force. Her welcoming soft body slick with wetness and sweat. I wanted her to come again. I threw one leg over my shoulder and brought my fingers on her clit.
Her hips bucked involuntarily and I wanted to stay this way forever. I felt her erratic clenching of her walls.
She erupted yet again with a 'fuck' and my name rolling of her luscious lips. Shivers of pleasure rolled off of me and my balls tightened. I came in her in three long spurts. I saw white behind my closed eyelids.
We fell all tangled limbs and panting breaths on the bed. We slept relieved and sated.
"Edward, I swear to God, if you say one more thing about tonight's dinner arrangements I'm getting my PJ's on and Christmas Eve is spent here with McDonald's." I was getting annoyed with his scowling about the dinner.
"I'll make sure not to be a considerate boyfriend, next time." he said with a pout. I felt like a complete and utter bitch.
"Babe?" I whispered capturing his face with my hands.
He looked at me with his face turned to the side. He couldn't stay mad at me.
"I'm sorry sweetheart, I know you have my best interest at heart. I've learned though, in life, that you shouldn't fight things you cannot change." I said smiling.
This afternoon had been an eye opener. Jake had not been responsible for my depression. He was and is an asshole who broke my heart. But that's as far as it goes. If he was conceited enough to think that he was the cause of my meltdown and not merely a trigger, then he's deluded. Which he is. And not treating Leah good either. Leah was one of my closest friends. But she was always insecure. With herself, with other people's opinions about her, in school with popularity.
I stroked Edward's cheek and his gaze softened. He brought his hand around my waist and pulled me closer.
"I just want us to be happy. I want us to have a good night. It's bloody Christmas Eve after all." his pout obvious. I kissed it away. He smiled but tried to rein it in.
"Don't fight it. Now let's get ready because the Chief doesn't like being kept waiting." I said with an eye roll.
Once downstairs my hand firmly in his and a bit of trepidation for the night ahead of us. Looking at Edward in his shining stripy suit and his green shirt and black tie, he was, after all, my knight, this night and all the rest of our lives. Huh. Where did that come from?
His smile was deafening. Yes, if it were a sound, it would be a blasting noise. That's how much it shook me. That's how much love was rolling off his beautiful eyes.
"Are you ready, love?" he asked.
"Yes, I am." I whispered. He brought my hand to his lips and kissed my knuckles softly.
We met with my mom and dad and exchanged pleasantries. They had even arranged a limousine to take us to the restaurant.
"I have to say I'm impressed Dad," I said once inside.
"Life is too short not to spoil my wife and daughter." he said with a wide grin.
"Awww, Charlie." My mom swooned at his words. She looked at him with such a loving expression and he looked almost shy under her gaze.
He brought her hand in his lap and ran his thumb over the top of her palm.
Mom got serious then and explained a bit better. "Last year, Harry had a heart attack. He simply collapsed when we were having a barbecue over at our house. His wife lost it, Sue was devastated. That same evening, he undergone heart surgery. Harry, was always such a strong man, you know? You never expect it, but we're all fragile, is my point. We decided to spend more time with each other after that. It kind of sets your priorities straight." She chuckled darkly.
" I know what you mean, it's nice to see you two so... what's the right word? ...Um ...Refreshed?"
My mom did the crinkle of her nose, silently telling me well duh! Sweetie, don't be silly.
"Well yes, sweetie, we've had more time to ourselves, we've gone a bit overboard this time, what with you back and all, but yes, we're all right, Charlie, aren't we?
"Yes, sweetheart, that we are."
I lifted my hand before my eyes, pretending to be annoyed by their PDA but was secretly very proud and happy for them.
"OK, guys, enough of the love." I said smiling.
"Naw, Bella, your parents are so sweet," my innocent boy exclaimed.
I shook my head in resignation. Inside, a war was waging. I was anxious. Anxious for this night. Somehow I feared this night would be pivotal.
When I saw her, all the resentment I was harbouring all this time, evaporated. Bella, what could she have possibly done to hurt Jake? I felt regret for all the things I've done. And mostly the things I never did.
Looking at her, despite everything she's been through, being happy with a man that clearly worships her, I knew now, she deserved her happily ever after.
And, after all, so did I. You only live once. Looking at my shiny hair surround my face and placing my earrings in place, I lifted myself off the dresser and headed into the other room.
Tonight, I was determined. I wasn't sure for what, but one thing was for sure. My life would be my own. Finally.
I knew that Jacob wasn't the son I had raised. The son, that smiled at his mother's hugs and sloppy kisses. Something changed in him, when his mother left.
His sisters did their best to fill her void. But fear of letting a woman in, ruined Bella and now Leah.
And I saw how Bella found her missing piece. The luminous man next to her, was not human, but not harmful by all means. He saw through me as I felt his warm energy invading my soul. His energy was positive, healing, and I saw a glimpse of the past, his mother dying, a memory of his apparently from his own birth.
His eyes lit up as he gazed at Bella, I knew that the energy between them the one that has kept them going, has been love.
And now, I look at my son, typing like crazy on his mobile, probably to a new girl he's fooling, and I feel responsible; being withdrawn is as bad as being absent and both his parents let him down, even if only one of them physically left.
I fixed my bolo tie and took a last look at my hair. I then called Jake to get us going.
Stupid night. Fuck! If my dad hadn't made those plans with the Swans, I would have had Jessica on her knees before midnight sucking me off.
Leah looked even sorry when Depressella started on her little bitchy rant. What the fuck? She only got what she deserved, moving to Scotland and getting together with pale gingerboy.
I chuckled to myself. Maybe she'll appreciate the joke. Fact of the matter that Leah is onto me. I hate that, but Jessica's sweet mouth and pussy bring me to my knees. I met her on campus and she gets my drift. Come, fuck, have a laugh, fuck again, leave. No questions asked, no relationship mumbo jumbo, no emotions.
But Bella seemed well, and I guess, the part of me that remembers how good friends we were with her before I pursued her, was happy for her. Somewhat.
See if we can bring some action to the boring as fuck Christmas dinner. I sexted Jessica asking her a picture of her wet pussy. She replied almost instantly her lips spread and glistening for me.
The evening was looking up. Let's get this fucking dinner out of the way.
Me and my family were having an awesome holiday. I knew what was planned for tonight, I had helped my son-in-law make all the arrangements for tonight. That's why I invited them over. They needed to see, he needed to see. I've been watching fucking brat, walking around Forks and LaPush as if he owns the place. His disrespectful attitude, his cockiness. Somebody ought to take that bastard's ego down a notch; or ten.
My son-in-law. Huh. That actually had a nice ring to it.
He was very moving when I approached him for the talk. You know the one; it's the hurt-my-little-girl-and-I'll-chop-your-balls-off-a nd-feed-them-to-the-dogs-talk.
I was at the lobby in the late afternoon to get some coffee for myself. Renee had taken up on having naps in the afternoon.
I ran into Edward,holding my cup of coffee and doughnut. Very cop of me, I know.
"Edward. Come sit with me son, if you've got a minute." I said and extended my hand showing him the chair across from where I scratched my chair on the marble floor.
I saw Edward flinch. Yes. My inner cop praised.
"Yes, Charlie, it's a good wee opportunity to catch up. Bella's loving her naps now she's on hols." Edward's accent got thicker every time he got nervous. And his jack hammer leg and hands tugging on his hair hard, yeah, pretty good indicators.
I took a breath to start the talk, but Edward beat me to it.
"Listen, Charlie, I ken you've not known me fae Adam, and it's reasonable to have doubts aboot any man dating your daughter really, but what I wanted to say has not just got to do wi' me and Bella. I want to be a part of your family, Charlie." He said with determination. I was surprised. That was not what I was expecting to hear. He took a look at the coffee in his hands and decided then to lift his eyes and stare intently at me. He continued.
"I've spent a long time alone, what wi' losing my aen folks at a young age and aw'. I want to marry Bella, Charlie and I want yours and Renee's blessing. I plan on proposing on this trip. And if what I have to say finds you agreeable, I would love it if you could help me organise the surprise for Christmas Eve." He continued in a breath, his confidence growing as he talked.
"See, I think I'm quite a good judge in character, and I think you'll agree wi' me when I say you're a down to earth man. So I can promise you this: I know, I can guarantee that me and Bella are happy. Naebody in this world is having all good luck. So I know there'll be ups and downs. This has already happened. But to think my life without her, my breath gets caught in my throat,Charlie. In two short months, Bella has managed to become my world. With her wee habits, oor everyday routine. We are good for each other. We flow. And I love her. And now, that you and Renee, have so warmly embraced me, confided in me, the question is not just for the blessing in marrying your daughter, Charlie, it's a blessing for me to become part of this family, if you are so inclined to bestow this honour upon me." He finished his words, exhaling deeply.
"Yes, Edward, I see the difference you've made to my daughter's life. When she left, you could hear, she kept herself isolated. She was withdrawn, like talking about her life in this sterile style. I'm not blind. And the blessing runs both ways... son. You have blessed our family with your relationship with our daughter but made your own presence indispensable for both Renee and myself. So thank you, is what I wanted to say. Now, enough of this, let's talk planning..."
End of Flashback
Was it bad that I was so happy for them? I know Bella is my baby girl, but having seen the magic transformation this man's instilled on her, I couldn't help but like the guy.
He forced feelings out of you. In a good way. Because I'm not big on expressing them. I should have done a bit better.
Because I love my daughter. And I think it was a trait she got from me, not expressing her feelings. Bottling it all up. I know it's a simplistic theory. I know. But still.
Watching her walk amongst us, in the house with that detached look was one of the scariest things of my life. I don't ever want to go back to that. And if welcoming Edward into our family, is what is takes, then so be it.
That's not even a compromise. Edward makes her happy. He talked to Renee, to me. Listening to what we had to say. I'm turning into a sappy old man, I swear.
In the limousine on the way to the Space Needle, Edward kept giving me glances.
I could tell he was nervous. He had no reason to be though. The adoring looking from Bella and the soothing circles she was tracing on the top of his palm was the proof that I needed. Bella looked beautiful with her intricate make up and her long black dress.
A beautiful woman. No longer daddy's little girl. My eyes watered. My family was getting bigger.
I caught sight of Renee's emotional look at me and our, yes our, children and was filled with gratitude.
"Why did you have to invite them over Charlie, I don't understand that." I said in exasperation.
"Renee, sweetie, why don't you trust me? I have a very good reason, to invite them over tonight, why can't you just accept it and maybe leave it at that?" He asked using his best puppy dog eyes and pleading smile.
"Don't think even for a moment you're out of trouble, but I'll be kind, and I'll play along with it."
He exhaled sharply before he mumbled a thank you and continued tying his tie.
Charlie maybe the chief of police, but I'm the cojones of the Swans Inc. I snickered with my internal monologue and continued putting on my eye shadow.
I was really happy to see my Bella look so good, well aside from colour, but we're coming from a place of constant rain, and Scotland is not much different.
Maybe we can organise a sunny holiday somewhere. That's a good idea.
She just looked so good and happy and, at the end of the day this is what every mother wants for her child. Me, a little more. Bella left, and I felt as if she was being chased away by demons.
I felt so helpless at the time. Nothing I could do, could help. It's devastating, as we're not talking about a cheering up or anything like that. You see your child, the child you were carrying patiently in your womb, the child you saw growing from a tiny little thing, into a child taking its first steps, into the laughs and screams era, and then the scraping your knees all the time era. My baby girl always had that. A dangerous, ominous side to her. A side that sometimes kept her eyebrows frowned. A side that looked far away and got lost from reality.
Edward has changed her in ways I never thought imaginable. She glows, her whole being is illuminated, starting with her eyes and her body leans closer to him like second nature. I don't even think these two are like me and Charlie, in love yes but solely by choice. I don't think they ever had a choice. It's hard to find these days, couple so in orbit with each other.
I finally finished with my lipstick and with my hopes renewed I left the bedroom to meet Charlie in the living room of our suite. Tonight was going to be good; I hoped.
Right, guys, these people, they talk and talk but I want to update finally. So next chapter, yes the Christmas Eve dinner. I missed you all and this is by far the longest chapter I've ever written. Phewwww!