The dom next door | By : saritat9 Category: Twilight Series > AU/AR Views: 5217 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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The dom next door
Chapter 3: Edward – Bad things
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When you came in the air went out.
And every shadow filled up with doubt.
I don't know what you've done to me,
But I know this much is true:
I wanna do bad things with you.
Jace Everett – Bad things
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Bella moved around in her kitchen, opening and closing the cabinets. Every now and then she disappeared from my view, but my hungry eyes were thankful that she always came back. It looked like she was starting to bake something.
I couldn't make out much from how far I was watching, but I saw that neither her form nor her body language had changed. There was something achingly familiar about watching her without her knowledge. Something delicious but so wrong that I had to turn away from the window and leave the room.
"You can't have her", I told myself,"She is Jasper's sister. And she's much too young. She's younger than Alice for fuck's sake! Yes. Much too young and not sub material."
I didn't date or have "relationships". I had subs. If a sub turned into something more some day I would be pleasantly surprised but if not, I could live with that, too.
Bella would never be my sub. For all I know she could have a bf, she could be engaged, she could be…well, I'd know if she was married. But would my mother have told me if she knew Bella was engaged? Would she tell her son who hadn't been back home for years that the girl next door had found herself a man? I didn't think so. Something inside me shifted uncomfortably at the thought of Bella wearing some man's ring.
For awhile I considered what this mystery man would look and act like. He was near Bella's age but a couple of years older. He had a steady but promising career as a…hmmm. My mind drew a blank. He'd have a career but he wasn't too career oriented, I decided. He was nice looking but not really handsome, and he treated her like a princess. He wouldn't fuck her mouth hard and fast when she was on her knees, sore from a spanking. He wouldn't have the pleasure of tying her up spread eagled and having his way with her, any way he pleased. Unlike me, he would be a gentleman.
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I looked at the alarm clock next to my bed and wondered what had woken me up. Then I heard it again. Someone was at the door. It was almost 10am, and I had already slept later than I had intended to. There was no harm though, I wouldn't be starting at the hospital for a few days more and I had some time to catch up on my sleep. Actually, I was starting to get a bit annoyed at whoever it was beating down my door. Okay, whoever it was politely and calmly pushing the doorbell, I amended.
I grabbed the jeans I had worn yesterday and worked myself into them while trying to run downstairs. I was still doing up my fly as I jerked the door open.
"What?" I demanded before taking the time to see who it was and what it was that they wanted.
Bella Swan stood there, frozen in shock, her eyes as wide as saucers. She was wearing a dark grey pencil skirt and a deep blue blouse with a light grey pea coat. Her rich brown hair was up in a twist. From her neat attire I concluded that she was probably heading to work next. Mom had told me that she worked in the public library, I remembered sleepily. In her hands she was holding up a plate full of…chocolate cookies?
"Cookies?" she replied carefully, lifting the plate closer to my face.
For a minute I was only able to stare at her while she looked at her shoes and fidgeted minutely.
She was still the most beautiful girl I had ever seen. She was slim but she had grown out of the colt-like state she had been in when I last saw her. Her eyes were doe brown and shy but there was more confidence in them now. I couldn't even fathom how hard it must have been for her to come to my door after all these years, yet there she was, smiling with freshly baked cookies.
We hadn't exactly been the best of neighbours to each other. At first she had this terrible crush on me, then left me alone and didn't much figure into my life until making friends with Alice. After a few years more it was my turn to obsess over her, as discreetly as possible, of course. Usually that meant that I ignored her, but I remember talking about her a lot and making sure Jasper understood the dangers and kept a close eye on her. She was just so pretty and sweet and naïve that anyone could take advantage of her. I think Jasper and I managed to protect her quite well. If it hadn't been for us there would have been a line of creeps panting after her from the time she was fourteen.
She still seemed…pure somehow. Like she had kept some part of herself hidden from the world and now guarded it closely. I almost rolled my eyes at those poetic thoughts.
I don't know how long I had been just staring at her but the silence was starting to get uncomfortable.
"I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to disturb you. You were obviously still…sleeping." she said, lowering the plate. "You must think I'm some psycho stalker, right? You barely got back and here I am in no time with the poisoned cookies. Not that they're poisoned, this just reminded me of that part in Snowhite where…nevermind."
And she blushed prettily, trying to turn her head away to avoid seeing my eyes…or my naked upper body.
"It's okay, it was better that I wake up anyway. And thank you for the cookies. Can I still have them?" I asked grinning, gesturing to the plate that she was slowly pulling farther away from me.
"Oh, the cookies. Sure. I made them for your. No poison, promise." She thrust the plate at me and I barely caught it.
She had baked me cookies. Just for me. As she raised her head and looked into my eyes again I wanted to either melt on the spot or hug her or just take her upstairs to my bed. Which reminded me, I really did need a new bed.
"You want to come in, grab a cup of coffee?" I invited, hoping she'd say yes so that I could keep eating her with my eyes. My hungry, hungry eyes.
"Oh no, I have to get to work or I'll be late. It's a short day we're only open for four hours." she explained. "I just wanted to bring you the cookies now in case you're going out later and welcome you back home. So, welcome back, Edward."
And she smiled like an all-american girl and turned away towards her old truck.
I felt as if she had hypnotized me. I wanted to hurry and follow her where ever she was going. Library, grocery store, Hell…it was all the same to me.
"Get a grip, asshole!" I told myself. "It's just Bella and a bunch of cookies."
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