Kind Of Like A Babysitter by Hit-The-Duckies COMPLETE.pdf

Fanfiction Based On Stephenie Meyer’s Twilight Series

Rated MA for Mature Adult Content

Kind of Like a Babysitter

By hit-the-duckies

~*~~*~~*~

Prologue

My arms were just beginning to feel heavy and tingly beneath my comforter when I heard a very faint

knocking. Maybe I was imagining it. I was too comfy and too sleepy to even consider getting out of bed to

see if it was real or imagined. If someone was actually knocking on the door at this hour, Esme could deal

with it.

Then I heard several loud crashes and realized that only one person would ever break into my house this

late and that noisily. I groaned and flipped my covers off as I heard the distinct noise of everything on the

tablebythedoorbeingknockedontothegroundIfIdidn’tstophersoonshe’dwakeupthewholedamn

neighborhood. Forgoing a sweatshirt, I dashed into the hall and down the stairs in just my boxers, ignoring

the cold.

I reached the bottom of the staircase to find Bella standing in the foyer, swaying a bit and looking dazed.

“Edward?”sheaskedlookingsurprisedtoseemeinmyownhouseShegrinnedandsteppedforwardI

watched her stumble and jumped forward to catch her as she fell. She clung to my arm as she righted

herself, then let go and began hobbling off to the kitchen. She collapsed onto a stool at the breakfast bar and

grinned drunkenly at me.

“WhatareyoudoinghereBella?”IaskedasIfetchedheraglassofwaterSherolledhereyesandslumped

onto her arms.

“OhtheusualRenee’sabitch”Inoddedeventhoughshewasn’tlookingatmeandsetthecupnexttoher

onthecounter“ShesaidI’mruiningherlifeandshewantsmeinrehabFuckingcuntDoesn’tknow

anything”shemumbled

Ididn’tanswerandinsteadjustwatchedherSheswungherfeetlazilyintothebarinfrontofherfora

momentShewaswearingthesameclothesshe’dworntoschoolthough her pants had since acquired a

huge rip in one of the knees. Seeing her like this was getting entirely depressing. She suddenly sat up and

stared at me with half-open eyes.

“Likethatbitschh’slifeisfuckedupbecause I liketohavealittlefun”sheslurred“WhatIdodoesn’t

fuckingaffecthersoIdon’tknowwhatshe’stalkingaboutYouknow?Don’tyouthinksheshouldmindher

ownfuckingbusiness?”

“Shecaresaboutyou”IsaidquietlyBellasnortedandslidtoherfeetShetiltedoverandI lunged to grab

her again before she fell. I stood her up carefully on her feet and she continued talking.

“Shedoesn’tgiveashitaboutme”shesaidbelligerentlywalkingdeterminedlytowardsmyfridgeI

followed, keeping a hand on her arm in case shetrippedagainSheswattedmyarmaway“Allsheever

does is try to fucking ruin my lifebecauseshe’ssofuckingselfishShedoesn’tgiveashitaboutme!”she

repeated belligerently. I watched as she stretched up to reach for the cookies on top of the fridge.

“BellaletmegetthoseforyouGositdownanddrinkyourwater”Iinstructedfirmly

Sherolledhereyesagainandsaid“Whateveryoufreak”butshecompliedandstumbledbacktothestool

I brought the box of cookies over to her and took one out for her. She took a bite and then dropped it on the

floor, without seeming to really notice or care.

“DoyouhaveanyalcoholEdward?”sheaskedcalmly“IbetPapaCullenkeepssomewhiskeyinthisjoint

forwhenhe’shomehuh?”

“Doyouneedtostayheretonight?”IaskedignoringherquestionSheinhaledlongandslowandnodded

her head. She tried to sip at her water but she just dribbled it all down her front.

“Oopssodoyouhaveanyboozehere?”

“Bella”IsighedIfeltlikemyheartwasbreakingIwassosickofthis“Idon’tthinkyoushouldhaveany

more”Shenoddedcalmlyandtookherphoneoutofherpocketandbeganpushingbuttons

“I’lljussstcallJakethenHe’sgotwhiskeyorcokeOoohIwantsomefuckingblow”shemumbled. I

swipedthephonefromherhandsonceshesaidthatIttookherasecondtorealizewhat’dhappenedbut

when she did she glared at me indignantly.

“HEY!Givethatbackyouasshole!”Ishookmyheadandtooktheboxofcookiestoputbackonthefridge“I

needsomefuckingcoke!Givememyphone!”Iputthecookiesbackandturnedaroundandshookmyhead

at her again. Her look of fury changed into an apologetic one too quickly for be convincing. She was

switching tactics.

“I’llleaveokay?”shepleaded“I’llstaywithJakeandIwon’tbotheryouifyoujustletmehavemyphone

backPleaseEdward?ComeonIjustwantalittlePlease”Iblinkedawaythetearsthatwerethreatening

to well in my eyes and shook my head even harder at her.

“Why not?”shewhinedIshookmyheadmoreItwaskillingmetoseehersomessedupandonlywanting

something else to screw her up even more. Would she ever stop?

“BecauseIdon’twantyoutohurtyourselfmoreBella”

“I’mnotfuckinghurtingmyself!”

“Yesyouare!”Isnapped“Can’tyouseethatBella?Everydrugyousnortinhaleswallowdrink?It’sall

justhurtingyou!Everytimeyougetdrunkorhighorstonedorwhateveryou’rejusthurtingyourself!

You’reruiningyourownlifeBella!You’re destroyingyourselfokay?”Shescoffedanddroppedherarms

limply to her side.

“Idon’tcare”shestateddefiantlyThethreateningtearshadarrivedandIwascarefulnottomoveand

cause them to spill down my face as I responded.

“ I care. I care aboutyouwhetheryoudoornotIdon’twanttoseeyoumessingyourselfuplikethis”

“Andwhythefuckwould you ever care about me ?”sheaskedacidlyIcursedmyselfmentallyasthose

betrayingtearsdrippedontomycheeksBella’swordsstungmeThey made me hurt and angry, and if they

hadn’tIprobablywouldn’thavespatoutmyanswer

“BecauseIloveyouokay?”Iyelledangrily

Bella’sfacewentblankandshestaredatmewithhereyesnarrowedsoslightlythatfewotherswouldeven

notice. I foughttokeepeyecontactwithheranddidn’tdarewipeawaymytearsforfearofdrawingmore

attention to the fact that I was crying.

IstaredatherandshestaredatmeforwhatseemedlikeforeverIwasangrybutIdidn’tevencarethatI’d

let that secret out, because no matter how she reacted, and no matter how many drugs she did or boys she

slept with or things she stole or broke, and no matter how many lies she told or people she screwed over or

situations or opportunities she ruined, it wouldn't matter. It wasn't convenient and it wasn't easy, but I

wouldalwaysloveherAndeventhoughshedidn’tlovemebackaslongasshecontinuedtohurtherself

she would keep hurting me.

When Bella finally broke the silence, her voice was dangerously low and suddenly sober. Her face broke

into a menacing glare.

“HowmuchdidEsmepayyoutosaythatone?”

And then she swept out of the kitchen without another glance at me.

~*~~*~~*~

Chapter One

4 months earlier

“Edward!”Iheardmymothercallfromthebottomofthestairs“Canyoucomedownhereforaminute?”

“Yeahhangon!”IshoutedbackandhitabuttononmycalculatorIwrotetheanswerdownthenquickly

flipped to the back of my book to check the answer. It was right. I grinned. With a low A in math, I

considered it my worst subject, but this unit was making nothing less than perfect sense to me.

I closed the book and walked out of my room and down the stairs. I lived with my mom, Esme, mostly.

Carlisle, my father was rarely around. Not because there was any problem with their marriage, though. My

parentsarethequintessentialexampleoftruelastingloveCarlisle’sasurgeonthoughandwhilehecould

be making an absurd amount of money here in Forks, he volunteers for Doctors Without Borders and

severalotherorganizationsthatworktoprovidemedicalcareforpeoplewhocan’tafforditinother

countriesImisshimwhenhe’sgonebuthe’sdoinggoodworkandourfamilybondsarenoweaker

because of his absences. Esme and I are very close anyways.

She was sweeping the wood floor in the living room when I walked in. I plopped onto the couch next to her.

“HeyEdwardHow’sthehomeworkcoming?”

“VerywellthankyouI’vedonethehistoryreadingandtheessayforEnglishandI’malmostdonewithmy

mathhomework”

EsmebeamedatmeproudlyI’vealwaysdoneprettywellinschoolanditmadeherhappyItmademe

happy, too. I like to work hard and I enjoy when it pays off. And a 4.0 is a good pay-off.

“That’sgreathoneyWellIwantedtotellyou something, and I apologize for it being a little late-notice. Do

youremembermyfriendRenee?”

“Ofcourse”ReneeandEsmehadbeenfriendssincehighschoolTheSwansusedtoliveinForksbutRenee

hated the weather and the family moved to Arizona a few years ago. I knew my mom missed her friend a

lot.

“Well”Esmesmiledexcitedlyatme“she’sdecidedtomoveback!”

“OhMom!That’sgreat!When?”

“Lastweek!They’realreadyhere!ShejustcalledmetodaytotellmesoIinvitedherandBellaover for

dinnertonightIsthatokay?”Inodded“OkaygoodButfirstIjustwanttotellyouthatReneeandCharlie

hadsomeproblemsinPhoenixandthey’vejustseparatedSoitmightbeabitofasoresubjectforRenee

andprobablyforBellatoo”

“I understandThatmustbehard”Esmesighedandnodded

“YesRenee’sbeenhavingalotoftroublelatelyIguessBella’sbeenabitdifficulttomanageinthepast

fewyearsaswell”

“Howso?”IaskedcuriouslyImetBellaafewtimeswhenwewereyounger, but I was home schooled and

she thought I was a freak.

“WellIdon’tknowthefullstorybutIthinkshewasinvolvedwithsomebadkidsinPhoenixandIthink

shegotintosomedrugsthere”

“Oh”

There were some kids at Forks High who did drugsbutIdidn’tknowthemanybetterthanIknewthe

drugstheyusedAllthatstuffwasforeigntomeI’mwhatsomecalla‘goodytwo-shoes’kindofkidbutI

didn’tcareIhadnointerestatallinmessingthingsupformyselfMyplanwastokeepgetting good grades

and practicing piano so that I could get into Juilliard for music. I knew that teens who used drugs were

weak and foolish, and I had no desire to destroy the life I could have by drinking or smoking.

“Anyways”Esmecontinuedresuminghersweeping“ifyoucouldnotmentionanythingaboutCharlie

that’dbegreatWouldyoumindgettingsomepastagoing?”

“Noproblem”Isaid

“ThanksThey’resupposedtobehereat6SoshechuckledknowingReneeI’dsaybereadyforthemat

630”

I went into the kitchen and began cooking. As I prepared the meal, I ran through my SAT practice questions

in my head. The test was next Saturday, and I was nervous about not being prepared. It was an important

exam, and the score could make or break my college applications. After a bit Esme joined me and we

worked together while chatting comfortably. And, just as she predicted, the doorbell rang at precisely 6:30.

Esme ran to the front door, and I almost laughed. She really did miss Renee a lot. I followed her in time to

seethedoorswingopenBeforeIcouldgetagoodlookatmymom’sbestfriendEsmeshoutedhappilyand

threw her arms around Renee.

“SoIguessI’mforgivenforbeinglate’Reneelaughed

“OhI’msorryI’mjustsohappytoseeyou!Comeonin!Where’sBella?”Renee’ssmilefadedabitasshe

stepped in alone. She looked a bit older than I remembered, but still quite attractive for her age.

“She’llcomeininjustamoment”TherewasanawkwardpauseandthenEsmeusheredReneeintothe

kitchenandambushedherwithhorsd’ouevresIfollowedandbegansettingthetablewhiletheycaughtup

AfewminuteslaterthedoorbellrangandItoldmymomthatI’dgetitIopenedthedoortoseeBellaShe

was not the Bella I remembered, thoughthat’sforsure

She was clearly no longer the awkward, stumbling pre-teen I met once or twice. No, she was tall, thin,

andbeautifulShe’dgrownoutherhairandithunglongandstraightpasthershouldersSheworetight

jeans and a loose shirt and her eyes were rimmed with black makeup, though I thought that it might be a

tiny bit smudged. There was a small silver ring through her nostril and a fat pack of cigarettes bulging out

of her pocket. She looked angry.

“Edwardright?”sheaskedinaboredvoice with a raised eyebrow.

“Yeah”Iverified“Comeonin”Isteppedbacktogiveherroomtoenterthehousebutshedidn’tmove

“ActuallyIwon’tbeabletomakethisdinnerdateIfyoucouldpleasetellmymotherthatI’mmakingan

effort to be responsible ”sheemphasizedthewordangrily“andletherknowthatI’llbeatafriendshouse

insteadI’dbequiteglad”

“UmOkay?”IsaidunsureSherolledhereyesandspunonherheelbeforestalkingoffIwatchedher

take out a cigarette and lightitasshewalkedbacktohermom’scarShegotinturneditonanddroveoff

quickly, fishtailing out of the driveway. I stared.

Behavior like that just reassured me that the way I handled my life and my responsibilities was proper. I

would never poison my lungs with tobacco, or risk my life or the lives of others by driving like that. And I

would never disrespect my mother by ditching her on a dinner with an old friend. It was just plain rude. It

was kind of shocking, too. I closed the door and went back inside.

“Where’sBella?”Esmeaskedforthesecondtimethatnight

IfeltashamedofRenee’sdaughterasItoldherwhatshe’dsaidWhenIfinishedrelayingBella’smessageI

looked up, and Renee looked a bit angry, but mostly just sad. I felt bad. I knew Renee was a good woman,

andshecaredaboutherdaughterandlovedherinsanelyItwasn’tfairforBellatotreatherlikethatNot

when Renee'd done so much for Bella, like every mother does for their children. It was shocking how

ungrateful Bella seemed.

After that brief discomfort, though, the rest of the evening went well. Renee told us about life in Phoenix,

carefully leaving out anything about Charlie or Bella, and Esme filled her in on the happenings of Forks in

theyearsthatshe’dbeen gone. After dinner, Esme insisted that I play Renee a piece on my piano, and she

for some reason started crying and telling me it was beautiful, which made me feel oddly good about

myself. When it was finally time for Renee to go home, she realized that Bella had taken her car, and turned

red as she asked Esme for a ride.

“NonsenseRenee”Isteppedin“I’llrunyouhome”Esme’donlyhadoneglassofwinebutIdidn’twantto

take any risks.

“OhthankyouEdwardI’msosorryaboutthis”Reneeapologized as we approached my Volvo a few

minutes later.

“It’sreallynoproblem”Ismiledatherandopenedthedoorforher

On the way to her house, Renee and I talked a bit about my plans for going to Juilliard. I expressed my

doubts about being accepted, andsheassuredmethatIneedn’tworrywhichwaskindofhertosayIwas

still nervous about my admission, though.

“AndwhatdoyouthinkofForksHighSchool?”Reneeaskedaswecametoastopatoneofthefewstop

lightsintown“IjustenrolledBellatodayandshe’llbestarting- wellifshedecidestogoshe’llbestarting

onMonday”

“ForksHighisagoodplaceI’vefoundmostoftheteacherstobeprettyhelpfulandencouragingWealso

havealotofgreatextracurricularactivitiesWhat’s Bella’sfavoritesubject?”IaskedShesighed

“SkippingandSmoking101”shemutteredThenshesnappedherheaduptome“OhI’msorryplease

forgetIsaidthat!”

“It’sfineit’sfine”IreassuredherShesighed

“It’sjustit’sbeensohardforthepastfewyearsShe’sstartedtobecomesooh”

Renee trailed off as I pulled into the driveway of her home. There was a huge SUV parked there, and a buff,

dark-skinned guy was leaning against it, smoking a cigarette and talking to Bella, who was standing very

Plik z chomika:

Inne pliki z tego folderu:

Inne foldery tego chomika: