The Little Unexpected Things

Bungee Jumping

Bella's P.O.V

I've lost count on how many times I've exactly said no throughout the week. I don't know who I thought I was kidding, Edward was going to force me to do it whether I liked it or not. What birthday boy wants, birthday boy gets. I did think for the first two to three days after he brought up the subject that it was all just a joke to get me on the edge, and in reality, he did want a big birthday party. Trust me, I was willing to give it to him. It wasn't until I saw our road trip to Shelton, Washington scheduled on both our calendars and my work calendar on the eve of his birthday. That is when I knew this shit was real.

I looked it up when I was at work the day I found the trip scheduled. He plans to throw us off a fucking bridge 365 feet high. My heart dropped to my stomach when I saw the pictures of the bridge. What happens if the rope breaks? Oh fuck, no, no, no, no, don't go there. I shake the chills off my body and zip my backpack aggressively.

Edward walks in the room with a grin even the Joker would kill for. I'm glad he finds me shitting my pants funny, but I don't. That's why I have an extra pair in my bag. He walks up to me with his hands behind his back, bouncing on each step he takes like a little mischievous kid.

"What are you doing?" I ask, eyeing him up and down. He pulls a shirt from behind it and waves it at me proudly. I yank the shirt from him and read what's written on it in big red bold letters: EDWARD RULES. "Are you fucking kidding me? You got the shirt. It was a joke!"

"I'm sorry, but I take my birthday seriously," he replies. "Put it on. As much as I love how black looks on you, baby... not today. Hurry up, we're leaving in ten minutes."

I groan and pull my shirt over my head. Not gonna lie, the material is actually nice and smooth. I can be sure I'll burn this shirt once his birthday is over.

"Mommy, we're leaving!" Ella yelled from down the hall.

"I'm coming!" I grab my backpack and check the time. It hasn't even been ten minutes since he left this room.

Of course, after Alice learned what Edward wanted to do for his birthday, she was both horrified and excited. Horrified because there wouldn't be a party to plan. Excited because she too wanted to see me shit my pants. So, the entire group is having a mini road trip to Shelton, Washington and if we don't die from diving head first into the void, we're coming back to Seattle for a birthday dinner. We're each taking our own cars since it's not ideal to have more than two children per car, meaning Emmett and Ella can't ride together and Jasper and Alice already have enough with Johnny and Carlie.

Edward is still a grinning bastard when we pack our bags in the back of his precious Volvo.

"Wipe that grin off your face, Cullen. If this jump won't kill us, I certainly will."

"Does that mean I have to stay with Uncle Emmett?" Ella asked I strapped her to her car seat. "Because that will give him a heart attack and he is already too old."

"Would you rather stay with grandma and grandpa?" I ask her, lifting an eyebrow. Ella loves my parents, but to a certain extent just like Emmett and I do. They can be a bit much, that I'm sure. Especially my mother and her obsession of converting my daughter a vegan. This girl is a meat eater, can't change that.

"She can always stay with Auntie Alice," Edward said, starting the car.

Ella's eyes widen in horror and then looks at me. "Please don't kill daddy."

I laugh. "We'll see. If not, then I guess it's Barbie play date every day from now on for you."

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