shattered ↠ alice cullen ||completed||

chapter five

Brook Evans

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I stood beside Alice. She'd been paying for everything. I was thankful, but really... it felt like a date. But... it wasn't. It couldn't be... right? Rose would never do this to me. She knew my parents were heavily religious, and would hate me if I was dating a girl.

"Our theater is right here." Alice's light and beautiful voice rung out from beside me. I looked over at her, admittedly just being brought out of my head. I smiled at her.

"Okay." I grinned and walked with her. I held our popcorn and my pop. Alice hadn't wanted a drink. Which was odd, because our movie was about two and a half hours, and I didn't know how she would go without a drink - especially because the popcorn was really salty.

We walked into the dark room that was currently playing commercials, and we sat in the corner, where there was somewhere to put our feet. I didn't pay attention to the person behind us. I really should have, but I didn't.

Alice Cullen

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We were sitting in silence, watching the movie. Brook's hand was open, palm up, on her arm rest. I bit my bottom lip and held her hand gently. She looked over at me with something I could only imagine as fear in her eyes.

"A-Alice... I-I..." she stuttered, looking at me. I smiled at her gently. She smiled back. We sat there in silence for a while. I was just admiring the feeling of her warm hand in my cold one. She was so soft and warm.

I remember when I would think of my mate when Edward first met Bella. I would think that they would be soft and warm... I had always known that I liked girls. My mate... she would be warm and soft... she would have a smile that was milky-white. She would be perfect.

I shot my Brook a quick look. She was everything I'd ever hoped for and more. But... behind her beautiful eyes hid a pain and fear that I never understood. But I would make it better. I would make her happy, I swore it the first day I saw her.

"What?" Brook whispered to me softly. She looked at me with curiosity in those eyes I adored so much.

"Can I try something?" I replied softly. She nodded, looking at me with worry now.

I lightly grabbed her face and pulled it towards mine. I lightly pressed my lips to hers. They were warm and soft and smooth and exactly how I imagined they would taste - sweet, with a little tinge of salty popcorn and an overly sweet carbonated beverage. I lightly stroked her cheek. She was frozen, but then she started kissing me back gently. I can hear her heartbeat pick up. Did that mean she loved me too? Was she happy? Was she afraid? God, so many emotions were running through my head that I didn't even notice when a light click sounded behind us.