I could hear my phone ringing. My eyes barely opened, I looked at the clock, thinking it must be Jasper. It took a moment before it dawned on me that it wasn’t Jasper’s ring tone. I reached for the phone and hit accept. The voice on the other end, sounded wrong. It was too formal, too unfamiliar.
“Yes, this is Bella Swan.” I blinked my eyes, trying to adjust as I turned on the bedside lamp. Sitting up a little I listened to the strange voice, the words not registering at first.
“Yes, this is she.” I sat up straighter, throwing the comforter off my lap, the pit of stomach rising slowly.
“What? I’m sorry can you repeat that?” My legs were swinging over the side of the bed, about the same time that my stomach was meeting my throat.
“Oh MY GOD! NO, is he..., yes I understand, yes, I will be there as soon as I can.”
the Bar
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Sunday, December 12, 2010
chapter 7
“Mom, Dad, Chief Swan, Bella and I have something to ask you.” Jasper started in, looking each of them in the eye.
I watched as Charlie put his silverware down and the color left his face. I knew he thought Jasper was about to ask permission for my hand.
“We would like to ask for your support and blessing, on our marriage and your forgiveness for not doing it the way we know you would have preferred.” Jasper squeezed my hand but held his head high. I looked at Charlie and dropped my head at the hurt in his eyes. “Bella and I are married.”
There was silence for several minutes. The only sound, Mrs. Whitlock’s silverware hitting her plate as Jasper’s words hung in the air.
I watched as Charlie put his silverware down and the color left his face. I knew he thought Jasper was about to ask permission for my hand.
“We would like to ask for your support and blessing, on our marriage and your forgiveness for not doing it the way we know you would have preferred.” Jasper squeezed my hand but held his head high. I looked at Charlie and dropped my head at the hurt in his eyes. “Bella and I are married.”
There was silence for several minutes. The only sound, Mrs. Whitlock’s silverware hitting her plate as Jasper’s words hung in the air.
Saturday, August 21, 2010
chapter 5 teaser
"Bella, what, what is this?" he asked after we climbed into his car.
"Drive to Port Angeles Jasper, we are skipping the party."
"Oh, we are?" Jasper looked at me, confused, "Where in Port Angeles?"
"Holiday Inn."
Jasper's eyes bugged out of his head as I tried to keep a straight face.
"We are going to a hotel?"
"Yes, we need some privacy and some time to talk. Charlie thinks I am staying at Angela's because her parents are out of town."
"Okay, what's wrong Bella?"
"Just drive, we can talk when we get there." I turned up the radio and sat back against the seat, turned partly towards Jasper and I watched him drive, not really talking. He reached for my hand and I immediately took his. We drove, holding hands, not talking, me just watching him as he watched the road. His thumb running gently up and down my palm, as he paid attention to the dark road ahead of us. Every song on the radio had some meaning to us. By the time we got to the hotel, I just wanted to be in his arms.
I handed Jasper the stack of bills to pay for the room and he checked us in while I waited in the car.
We walked hand in hand to the room without talking. Jasper unlocked the door and held it open for me. I walked in and looked at the King sized bed and was suddenly nervous.
Jasper locked the door behind us and walked to me, wrapping his arms around me, holding so tight.
"This isn't going to be good is it Bella?"
I began to cry. I tried so hard not to, but I just couldn't hold back the tears anymore. I tried to talk through the sniffling and tears. I tried to tell him how scared I was.
"Bella, I love you, please understand this is killing me. I don't know what to do. I don't want to be away from you, I don't want to lose you."
"Drive to Port Angeles Jasper, we are skipping the party."
"Oh, we are?" Jasper looked at me, confused, "Where in Port Angeles?"
"Holiday Inn."
Jasper's eyes bugged out of his head as I tried to keep a straight face.
"We are going to a hotel?"
"Yes, we need some privacy and some time to talk. Charlie thinks I am staying at Angela's because her parents are out of town."
"Okay, what's wrong Bella?"
"Just drive, we can talk when we get there." I turned up the radio and sat back against the seat, turned partly towards Jasper and I watched him drive, not really talking. He reached for my hand and I immediately took his. We drove, holding hands, not talking, me just watching him as he watched the road. His thumb running gently up and down my palm, as he paid attention to the dark road ahead of us. Every song on the radio had some meaning to us. By the time we got to the hotel, I just wanted to be in his arms.
I handed Jasper the stack of bills to pay for the room and he checked us in while I waited in the car.
We walked hand in hand to the room without talking. Jasper unlocked the door and held it open for me. I walked in and looked at the King sized bed and was suddenly nervous.
Jasper locked the door behind us and walked to me, wrapping his arms around me, holding so tight.
"This isn't going to be good is it Bella?"
I began to cry. I tried so hard not to, but I just couldn't hold back the tears anymore. I tried to talk through the sniffling and tears. I tried to tell him how scared I was.
"Bella, I love you, please understand this is killing me. I don't know what to do. I don't want to be away from you, I don't want to lose you."
Questions Answered
One reviewer asked: So are you telling the story from when they met up to the point in the bar or...just trying to get a bit more of a feel for it :P haha not really just being nosey and trying to get more of the story out of you before you even post it! haha!
Answer: The story goes back in time and brings us to the time they meet up in the bar of the wicked hot bodyshot and then will continue into the present. You see why I love my beta so much. The story changes tenses and I constantly need help staying in the right one.
Answer: The story goes back in time and brings us to the time they meet up in the bar of the wicked hot bodyshot and then will continue into the present. You see why I love my beta so much. The story changes tenses and I constantly need help staying in the right one.
Thursday, August 5, 2010
Chapter One - Teaser
Suddenly, a pair of strong hands pressed against my hips, holding me down to the bar. A voice, gruff and filled with lust growled out to me, "Stay where you are beautiful."
My mind suddenly a fog, I heard the voice tell Rose to pour another shot.
My head shot to Emmett, my eyes opening as he growled lowly at the hands pinning my hips to the bar and he stepped closer.
My head snapped back in the direction of the man, who, now, somehow faster than humanly possible, was hovering over my body on top of the bar. I looked up and into the man's eyes, then gasped loudly.
Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Mike moving closer in response to Emmett's looking for back up. The eyes steeled against mine shot a menacing look at Emmett, threatening him with one intense look and a growl from low in his chest.
The familiar thump of music that normally permeates the club had all but faded, and the crowd gathered around, that had been boisterously watching a drunk groom bid farewell to his days as a bachelor, had grown quiet.
All eyes were on me and the body hovering over me; the man who was growling at my bouncers. I nodded to Rose, and she stepped forward to pour the shot, then back again, allowing Emmett to step closer, pushing her safely behind him.
The piercing eyes darkened and looked directly into Emmett's. I could see from the look on his face that Emmett was terrified.
Suddenly, a pair of strong hands pressed against my hips, holding me down to the bar. A voice, gruff and filled with lust growled out to me, "Stay where you are beautiful."
My mind suddenly a fog, I heard the voice tell Rose to pour another shot.
My head shot to Emmett, my eyes opening as he growled lowly at the hands pinning my hips to the bar and he stepped closer.
My head snapped back in the direction of the man, who, now, somehow faster than humanly possible, was hovering over my body on top of the bar. I looked up and into the man's eyes, then gasped loudly.
Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Mike moving closer in response to Emmett's looking for back up. The eyes steeled against mine shot a menacing look at Emmett, threatening him with one intense look and a growl from low in his chest.
The familiar thump of music that normally permeates the club had all but faded, and the crowd gathered around, that had been boisterously watching a drunk groom bid farewell to his days as a bachelor, had grown quiet.
All eyes were on me and the body hovering over me; the man who was growling at my bouncers. I nodded to Rose, and she stepped forward to pour the shot, then back again, allowing Emmett to step closer, pushing her safely behind him.
The piercing eyes darkened and looked directly into Emmett's. I could see from the look on his face that Emmett was terrified.
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