Addicted

Chapter 8

WARNING SORT OF ADULT CONTINENT IN THIS CHAPTER, NOT THAT MUCH BUT YOU WERE WARNED!!

Bella P.O.V

"It was about March of last year, we lived in Chicago with my parents." He starts to explain looking at his beer. "His name was James. One night we went to a party at a friend's house, it got wild and he drank way too much, so did I. There was this guy that hated us both because of our family's name so he took advantage that we were both drunk and murdered my brother. That's the short story."

That wasn't as much detail from him. I didn't expect him to tell me every detail of how his brother died or how his parents kicked him out. I guess some how I understand him, he lost a loved one and he didn't know what to do to help his brother. I wonder which one is the long story.

"Now," he said, "what about your family?"

He kind of told me his story, might as well I tell mine. I take a sip of my beer and say, "My mom and dad died in a car accident when I was twelve. They went on a vacation to New York for a entire week, left us with our uncles. About three days later we are informed that their car was hit by another while they were passing the Brooklyn bridge, the car fell in the water... And they never came out.

"Our uncles took care of us until my brother Emmett was eighteen and took custody of me and Jasper. Then he got married, two years after that I went off to collage and Jasper married too."

Edward sat there, finishing his beer. So did I. We sat there, again, without saying a word to each other. I finish my beer and he gives me another one, also gets one himself. The expression on his face is unreadable, there is no way to know what is this man thinking. He's a closed book, but like my brother says, I'm an fully open book. There is no mystery for me but him... He's a total mystery.

"It sucks, right?" He says, breaking the silence. I look at him, he keeps looking at his beer. "The feeling of emptiness that you feel inside you, like no one understands you even if you have people there. They say they're there but they are not feeling what you feel, not even close. Makes you wonder if they are actually there or not."

I nod. "I know the feeling."

He looks at me, his expression darkness, his eyes grow darker every second we stare at each other. His hurt, I see it in his eyes. The death of his brother broke him. There is lost in his eyes, he's lost in his own grief. God, I can't stay. I'm as hurt as he is. A simple smile can disguise the grief you have inside. I can't do this right now.

"I really need to go right now," I whisper.

"You said you would stay," he frowns, "you can't leave."

"I'm sorry, I really got to go." I get up and grab my stuff next to the couch. I walk to the door but suddenly he grabs my arm and pushes me against the wall. My stuff drop to the ground, letting everything out.

"Stay," he breaths against my skin. His lips slowly travel from my cheek to my jawline to my neck. I close my eyes and lean against the wall.

My breathing gets caught in my throat. My heart starts pounding fast. My whole body tenses, my stomach grows tight and there's a weird sensation on my belly growing each time I feel his lips kissing and sucking on my neck. He slowly bites my earlobe which makes me gasp and grip his shoulders.

"Edward, I can't stay." I plead for him to let me go. Both of his hands are against the wall at each side of my head, his lips are the only thing that touches my skin. Only my neck, jaw, cheeks, avoiding the lips.

"You can," his hot breath hits my ear making me shiver.

I don't feel like my body can take in anymore so I finally give in.

He pulls away and looks at me in the eyes, his lips so close to mine. Suddenly, he grips my head with both his hands and crashes his lips on to mine. I gasp in his mouth and kiss him back. I hands go to his hair and pull it, making him moan. His lips are insistent against mine, trying to break in. His hands let go of my hand and grab my butt, I let out a moan and he takes full control of me. I've never been kissed this way before, it's so intense. His lips are rough against mine, moving so fast, his tongue fights for dominance with mine.

We both pull away out of breath. He grabs my shirt and rips it open, making the buttons fly everywhere around the living room. He pulls it down my arms and throws it somewhere in the living room. He pulls me back closer and starts kissing and sucking really hard on my pulse, I think that's going to leave a hikie. I pull his shirt over his head, he pulls away and takes it off letting his perfect body exposed. He is really well built. My eye catches a horrible scar on his left hip, it's really big.

He doesn't give me time to examine his scar when his pulls in again and slowly start to get rid of my skirt and heels. Soon after his pants are gone and we are both laying on his comfortable couch, making out. He pulls away and stares deep into my eyes. My hands run down his perfect chest, towards his abs, and stopping at his scar. He pulls my legs around his waist and kissing one more time before I give myself to him.

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The bright sun wakes me up the next morning. I groan and roll over, expecting my pillow I find a chest. My eyes fly open and I see Edward sleeping right next to me, naked. I look at myself and see the white sheets covering me. I mentally slap myself, what the hell happened to me?

Edward moves and his hands wrap around me, pulling me closer to him. I try to get free from his grip but it's way to strong.

"Don't think about it, Bella." He groans in his sleep. "I'm way too comfortable."

"Um, I need to use the restroom," I whisper.

He groans again, but doesn't let me go. I lay there, thinking what the hell was I thinking last night, I wasn't actually. I gave myself to this man and I don't even know him. I'm in huge trouble with myself but also if my brother's find out they're going to kill me.

I decided that I have to go right now.

"I need to go," I say getting free from his grip. I stand and run to his living room looking for my clothes, I slip in my skirt, put on my bra and the shirt that doesn't close anymore because he broke the buttons. I look for my shoes and find him standing there looking at me. "Where are my shoes?"

"Stay," he orders.

"I can't," I answer, "where are my shoes?"

"I easily made you stay last night, I can again if I want to, Bella."

I finally find my heels and put them on. Edward comes closer and strokes my cheek.

"Edward," I sigh, not looking at him, "what happened last night... It can't happen again."

"Doesn't mean it won't," he whispers. He leans over, his lips touching my ear making me shiver and says, "You're already mine."

I shake my head and grab my purse. "I'm sorry, Edward, but no. I don't know what happened to me, I'm an adult, and what I did last night... It went completely out of my hands. I'm sorry." I walk out the door and notice... I don't have my panties. With a growl I walk back and knock on his door.

"Missed me already?" He opens.

"Where are my panties?" I asked.

He looks behind him and grabs them from the coffee table and gives them to me. I yank them from his hand and head to my house.

Once I enter the safety of my home I let my self fall on the couch. I can't believe I did that last night, even with Edward. Well, I did have a one-night stand with a Mike but I won't see him again. Edward, this is different. He said I'm his now, I'm scared of what could mean. But I'm even more scared of the way he makes me feel when I'm with him.

Author's Note:

Ohhhh, Bella is in trouble!! Sorry for the sort of adult continent but I hope you liked the chapter.

January 29, 2015

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