(BELLA'S P.O.V)
BACK TO PRESENT
Forks, Washington
I could feel Rosalie's arm on my waist tightened as I retell my not so pleasant school experience in Phoenix. She's not saying anything but I knew she's suppressing her anger towards James. Her body language said it all. I could tell by the way she's clenching her fist ever so tightly, by the way her brightly gold eyes would change to a dark pitch of black or by just the way she was holding me protectively. She's furious.
"Rose, it's okay. It's all in the past now. James was dead and I'm safe. Here with you." I said softly smiling at her as I reached her clenching fist giving it a gentle squeeze. It amazed me how easily her tense posture relaxed at my touch. Her lips quirking upward just the tiniest bit but soon grew to a full smirk as she thought of something.
"Will you be disappointed if I tell you I'm thinking of ways to torture each and everyone in your former school for treating you badly especially that Bree bitch?" she sounds serious and I can already see the wheels in her brain turning as she began formulating cruel scenarios she's planning on doing to those poor schoolmates of mine. And by the looks of it, she was having fun.
"I hate to interrupt your fun but I don't like the thought of anyone getting hurt so I'll appreciate it if you just leave them." I narrowed my eyes in surprise when I saw Rosalie freaking Hale actually pout! Rosalie realizing what she's doing turned away. I guess if she can blush she'll be blushing now. And of course I won't let this rare chance of teasing her to slip away.
"You're pouting." I teasingly said to her, smirking widely while I force her face to look at me. And as expected a glare greeted me as soon as we came face to face but I was not affected. How could I? I am having too much fun. I can't help but giggle.
"No I am NOT." she replied defiantly crossing her arms in her chest as she continue glaring at me but I could already see the pout forming her lips before she turned her face again. Hiding her pout obviously. I'm really trying hard not to laugh fully causing me to bit my bottom lip hard. To think that a known cold, bad-ass bitch Rosalie Hale could actually pout like a child is truly amusing. Who would have thought?
"Aww Rose, you're so cuuuute!" at Rosalie's look of horror, I can't hold it back anymore. I burst in laughter really hard, clutching my side in the process.
"Cu-cute?! I am so NOT cute! I'd say you're the cute one here." Rosalie said the last part quietly but I heard it clearly. I stopped laughing at that and quirk an eyebrow.
"You think I'm cute?" I still have a smile on my face. Rosalie look shy now and it is really catching me off guard. One moment she's angry then defensive and all of a sudden she's acting all shy. It was cute. This side of her. I found it so endearing. And it left me wanting/needing to know more about her. 'I am really falling in love with this woman huh?'
"You are. Not just cute, you're adorable, lovely, pretty, charming, beautiful, gorgeous, stunning-"
It was too much. Her words, her compliment, her eyes full of admiration, the sincerity in her voice, her lips... Her sweet cold lips... I- I need to kiss it. So I did. I kissed her making her words died on her throat. She was surprise at first but within second I felt her kissed me back.
It was like magic. The kind that left you in awe. And at this moment this is what exactly I am feeling. I am in awe. Rosalie's lips is heaven! The taste, the texture and the fact that she's reciprocating in the same passion is the best feeling in the world I ever felt.
"What was that for?" Rosalie asked smiling happily after breaking the kiss gently so I can catch my breath. Our foreheads still touching.
"You keep complimenting me like I'm the most beautiful in the world where in truth it is you. You're like a Goddess. Heck, you're more beautiful than a Goddess!" a smile broke to my face when I heard the beautiful sound of laughter coming from my Goddess. 'She really is beautiful.'
