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Post by BROOKE KNIGHT on Oct 28, 2010 12:24:09 GMT -5
Brooke listened to him silently, she could see how much this had affected him and she didn’t know how to make him feel better. She gave him a soft, sympathetic smile before removing her hand from his cheek. She grabbed both of his hands gently within hers and let out a small sigh. All of this had happened because of her, she knew that. If she hadn’t called Edward then the human wouldn’t have died at his hand and they wouldn’t have been in that forest, she felt guilty for making him feel like this. “I’m sorry… If I hadn’t called you none of this would have happened to you…” There was no way he could deny that fact; it was her fault after all. She bit her lip and looked down, the guilt coursed through her. “C'est de ma faute.” She reprimanded herself in her native tongue. Her thoughts were all a mix of French, so Edward couldn’t read them, though one could hear the yelling of an older woman going on, her step mother. Luther was nowhere in her thought process though, Brooke had let him go.
Despite the mess of yelling going on in Brooke’s head her features were still soft and soothing. She still gave Edward a small sympathetic smile as she looked back up at him. She still held both of his hands with the softest of touch. She still had a delicate look in her golden brown eyes. No amount of mental warring could stop how soft she was with him.
("C'est de ma faute." means "It's my fault."))
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Post by edwardcullen on Oct 28, 2010 19:25:31 GMT -5
“I’m sorry… If I hadn’t called you none of this would have happened to you…” “C'est de ma faute.” Edward looked up into her eyes when she said that. Did she really think it was her fault? She was thinking it was her fault he heard her in her mind..He was so sorry that she evening thinking it could be her fault....Edward found himself mesmerized with her own eyes. So she thought this was her fault huh? He was going to have tell her and make her see that it was not. Had he not been paying attention then none of this would've happened. He was blocked by her safety......He was not over the fact that he was still trying to protect her.
"Brooke darling....Don not say that this is your fault. If I had not been so caught up with the thought of having to protect you none of this would've happened...."
Edward looked deep into her eyes as he placed his fingers on her cheek. When he looked at her, he was really looking at her. There was no more Bella in his mind. He took Olivia's advice and just did it with out question....Edward Brooke's mother was back in her head. At that point all he could do was embrace her in a hug...As he held her in his arms. He knew now that her mother was nothing but a disease...Her mother was her migraine. And all Edward could do at this point was hold her in his arms as he brought his fingers up to her head and rubbed her temples gently with them...."She'll go away darling....Just hold on to me...."
It got quiet all of a sudden as he kept holding her close to his chest....He placed his chin on the top of her head. Cause she was shorter than him....But that did not matter to him at all. He wanted all her pain to go away. Edward looked out the window as he could hear the dead mother rant on in Brooke's mind. This was really torture for her....But he was there and he was going to make her see that none of this was her fault.....
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Post by BROOKE KNIGHT on Oct 28, 2010 22:05:02 GMT -5
Brooke frowned widely, he heard the voice in her head and she thought she must have seemed insane. “Crazy step mother…” she muttered as she buried her head into his chest, though in reality she swore she was the crazy one for even hearing her step mother sixty six years after she left the wicked woman behind. She wrapped her arms around his torso and held him tight. Her nails scratched across his back lightly, if they had scratched any harder they would break skin but she was careful not to do that. She shook her head slightly as the yelling got a little louder in protest of Edward telling it to go away. Moments of silence found her fighting to ignore the voice shouting insults in her head. ‘You’re not good enough! You don’t deserve him! You will never be who he wants! It’s your fault this is happening you ungrateful little brat!’ the voice shouted, along with many other insults.
“Stop… Just stop…” She muttered, her voice revealed her pain. “Make it stop…” She begged as the woman’s voice went on and on about how Brooke would never be good enough for any man, much less Edward. Her nails finally dug into his skin, “It’s my fault!” she finally shouted out. She couldn’t take the mental surge anymore, it had become too much for her.
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Post by edwardcullen on Oct 28, 2010 23:52:24 GMT -5
“Crazy step mother…”
‘You’re not good enough! You don’t deserve him! You will never be who he wants! It’s your fault this is happening you ungrateful little brat!’ “Stop… Just stop…” “Make it stop…” “It’s my fault!”
She still believed it was her fault. Despite him telling her it wasn't. He honestly could do nothing about her step mother in her head as she is now but be there for her. He felt her nails scratch his back and felt the pressure he knew the skin would break...He would just feel it heal again...Edward let out a low groan as that happened. But it was a bit of a relaxing feeling. To have her embrace him like that was amazing...It felt to him like she needed him more than he needed her right now...
"Baby..." But as her body trembled from a voice that was never really there in the first place he had no choice....As he placed his fingers on her chin then and pulled her close for a french passionate kiss...That would lead to more than that obviously....He was hoping he would be able to help her let her nasty step mother leave her mind as he gave her such an unappropriated kiss by rubbing his hands up and down her slim gorgeous body as well...He was so close to her that her breasts rested against his bare pale chest....
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Post by BROOKE KNIGHT on Oct 29, 2010 11:59:27 GMT -5
‘You aren’t good en-‘The voice was cut off when Edward kissed Brooke passionately. Brooke couldn’t help but smile slightly as he kissed her and she quickly started to kiss him back. It was as if a giant weight had been lifted simply by his kiss. Her skin felt amazing wherever it touched his and she shivered slightly at the sensation it gave her. She pushed him back on the bed and moved on top of him, never breaking their kiss. Soon they were both stripped of any covering their bodies had on them and they were making love.
~~~~Scene Break~~~~
Hours had passed, several wonderful hours in Brooke’s mind. Edward had freed her of her tyrant step mothers plague of a voice and so much more. The bed of the hotel room was now a complete mess from their activity, not that it mattered to Brooke anyway. A sheet covered her torso, but just barely, as she laid there on the bed. Her curly hair was splayed everywhere, usually something she would care about but with Edward it didn’t seem to matter how she looked. She stretched out slightly, not that it was needed before smiling. “Well, that was…” she started, “For lack of a better word let’s say fun.” She finally decided.
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Post by edwardcullen on Oct 29, 2010 20:23:09 GMT -5
“Well, that was…” “For lack of a better word let’s say fun.”
Edward was resting right on top her with the the bed sheet draped over him just above his lower back. As he leaned down and kissed her lips lightly. "But your head feels better...." He smiled as he looked down at her beautiful face. He rubbed his thumb on her fore head and leaned up further and kissed her there as well. After he got off top of her and pulled some of the sheet with him as he covered his lower half with...And arched his arms back in the back of his head as his bare chest was clearly shown...He was far from tired. He knew she was as well. But he loved laying in bed. Gave him a way to feel human. Though he would never need to sleep...Not since 19 18....He has not needed it....
Edward smiled showing his pearly whites as he looked over at her. She was so beautiful. He hoped she knew that. Of course she knew that. She was extreme to her looks...To a point that he would tell her every single day how beautiful she was....She was perfect. He admit he felt the same....He felt like he was not worth given a second chance at life....He should've died....Damn why did everything remind him of that? He knew his mother meant well...By trying to save him and she succeeded...But he felt like a let down to her some times....That he was not as perfect as his mother used to think......Some thing came back to him a memory of her....As he was laying in bed at the age of 9...She was reading to him so sweetly and when she was through she kissed him good night....
Edward was brought back to reality...He was sad that he had great memories of his mother while his wife to be, was struggling to let her step mother go....It didn't take him long to notice that he had no fresh clothes to change into...."Amour....I have no clothes..." That would please her most likely to have known that...But he could not walk out of this room butt ass naked with nothing! He could really read her naughty little mind right now....Seeing that smile of her spread across her face too. He was not going to go any where with out clothes!
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Post by BROOKE KNIGHT on Oct 29, 2010 23:28:16 GMT -5
A large teasing smile spread across Brooke face when he mentioned he didn’t have any clothes to change into. It had been a little fact that had escaped her mind till now. “It looks like we are just stuck here doing activities that require no clothes.” She teased him as she moved on top of him. “I think I know something that will keep us entertained for a few more hours… If not more.” She kissed him softly and gave him a seductive look. “But lucky for you, your fiancé shops like a mad woman and she has clothes for you in her car.” She said softly before she climbed off of him. She gave him one more seductive smile before she began to redress. She finally had all of her clothes on before she slipped out of the room. Moments later she returned with shopping bags in her hand, “My clothes smell like mutt…” she told him in case he wondered why there were so many bags. She pulled out some clothes for him and left them neatly stacked on the bed for him, a pair of boxers sat folded on top of pants, a shirt, and a jacket. She took out her clothes and quickly took off the sweater and sweat pants she had on and changed into something a bit cuter, something that didn’t smell like disguising mutt. “I hope you like it; I thought it seemed like something you would like so I had to buy it.” She said with her usually smile >>What Brooke has for him<<>>Brooke's outfit<<((For Brooke's outfit I obviously mean Sophia Bush and not the blond girl whose name I don't know....)) |
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Post by edwardcullen on Oct 30, 2010 0:10:09 GMT -5
((Couldn't see Brooke's out fit... :/ ))
“It looks like we are just stuck here doing activities that require no clothes.” Edward blushed when she said that as he saw her crawl now on top of him and he smiled...“I think I know something that will keep us entertained for a few more hours… If not more.” He let a low rasp of breath escape from his lips as he continued to smile and stare into her beautiful eyes....She then kissed him gently on the lips as he closed his eyes but opened them back up. As he could not help but let out a low sigh...
“But lucky for you, your fiancé shops like a mad woman and she has clothes for you in her car.”
Damn... That was a first he's heard her say. She actually bought him some thing? He trailed his fingers down her shoulder line and smiled. "You didn't have to...." He smiled sweetly at her as he trailed his fingers down to her elbow.....He then let her go and get the clothes she had bought him. Before he knew it she returned with her shopping bags....“My clothes smell like mutt…” He sat up in the bed as the sheet still covered him from his torso down....As he rubbed his hand through his hair...As though he was anxious to see what exactly she had bought him....Did she know him like he thought she did....? Edward grabbed the boxers first and slipped them on...The the pants....And he stood up completely...As he pulled the white, tight , short sleeve designer T....He smiled...As he put on his bracelet that was on the night stand...and then finally the Black leather jacket....As he placed it on....He actually felt like himself....And smiled as he glanced in the mirror...That was when he walked over to her and wrapped his arms around her from behind and kissed her neck lightly....“I hope you like it; I thought it seemed like something you would like so I had to buy it.”
"Thank you darling...I love it..." He confessed in her ear so low...As he moved his hands upward and started to kiss her neck a little more playful now...
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Post by BROOKE KNIGHT on Oct 30, 2010 0:45:54 GMT -5
Brooke smiled slightly as he kissed her neck, "I bet you thought I'd dress you up in something super tight and sexy huh?" she asked, "I do know you a little better than that, mon cher." she teased slightly, "Though you need no help being sexy I think the leather jacket uped your sexiness a bit." She admitted, “And it totally your taste too. Even better.” She set her hands over his and intertwined her fingers in his as he kissed her neck more. “There is actually more in my car… I was passing through the men’s department and I caught a glimpse of that leather beauty you’re wearing and well things kept going from there. I have at least four more outfits I found for you, though one is a little formal…” she admitted. Shopaholic should be her middle name that is how often Brooke Knight was found in a store. All of her clothes designer, all of her outfits had accessories to match. The gold ring she had on the middle finger of her right hand, the black earrings she but in just before Edward grabbed her waist, the necklace he had given her placed on her neck, her small golden anklet given to her by her father hung on her ankle loosely, and of course the most important thing she wore, her engagement ring. Brooke let go of Edward’s hand to pull a shoe box out of a bag. A pair of dark gray heels were within it. “I am about to get like four inches taller love.” She warned him before she slipped the shoes on without moving from his grip. And just has she had said she would, Brooke went from 5’4” to 5’8”. “All done.” She said she she intertwined her fingers with his again. >>Her shoes<< |
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Post by edwardcullen on Oct 30, 2010 12:02:32 GMT -5
"I bet you thought I'd dress you up in something super tight and sexy huh?" "I do know you a little better than that, mon cher." "Though you need no help being sexy I think the leather jacket upend your sexiness a bit." Edward just blushed as he continued to kiss her cheek and neck...But as he looked up into the mirror he knew what he had to do....Brooke would not like it....“And it totally your taste too. Even better.” “There is actually more in my car… I was passing through the men’s department and I caught a glimpse of that leather beauty you’re wearing and well things kept going from there. I have at least four more outfits I found for you, though one is a little formal…” He smiled weakly at that. She would at once know there was some thing wrong.
“I am about to get like four inches taller love.” . “All done.” "That's better...." He walked around to stand in front of her to look her in the eyes...."There's only one thing to do now...Tell Jacob..." He knew she would hate that idea all together. But Edward had to tell them....And yes he knew what he was about to get himself in to. As he wrapped his arms around her neck . She would see it in his eyes that he was serious about this....One thing about Edward he owned up to his mistakes even if he did kill. He knew what would be played out with him and Jacob. The wolf had enough anger issues...But, Edward would have to beg Brooke to be there with him....He wouldn't be able to do this on his own....
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Post by BROOKE KNIGHT on Oct 30, 2010 15:59:55 GMT -5
Brooke’s eyes got wide when he told her they had to tell Jacob, telling him would mean death. Death was not something Brooke enjoyed putting herself in the way of. Her eyes averted his immediately, how could she tell the man she loved that she couldn’t do that while looking him in the eye. “I-“She couldn’t even say it when she wasn’t looking at him. This was a difficult thing for her and she walked away from him, she stopped across the room and looked down. “I… I can’t…”She told him softly, her voice had cracked slightly. “That is a lot to ask… I mean… I can’t live without you and dying…. It’s just….”
Death was a terrible thing, it was her fear, it’s why she had avoided it for so long and now he was asking her to go ahead and put herself in its way. It was a big deal for her to even consider doing this, and right now she seriously was considering it.
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Post by edwardcullen on Oct 30, 2010 20:51:50 GMT -5
“I-“ “I… I can’t…” “That is a lot to ask… I mean… I can’t live without you and dying…. It’s just….” Edward looked at her with no smile this time. He was a little let down that she said she could not be there for him this time. That hurt. A lot. But he was going to try his best to make her be there for him. Cause he would not have any one to back him up. And if she was not there he would not be strong enough to handle Jacob's little spatted comments and stuff he always would do...He knew Jacob would do that that definitely....He looked at her in the eyes as he grabbed her fingers and intertwined his with hers....
"I have to confess darling....They will know right off the bat who was responsible for that death and they would track me down....I don't want to put you in that situation...It's better to own up and admit you're wrong then trying and hide it....I don't wanna die either. But if I was to....I want to see your beautiful face more than any one else's one last time....Brooke....Please. I can't do this alone....I'm a monster....We all are...." He said that last bit low....And this time, he meant what we said....
He looked deeper into her eyes. He didn't want to die...But if all he could see before he did was her face then it would not be all for nothing. He was on this earth for a long time and it was only a matter of time before he would have to be judged by his actions. He knew Brooke would try again to stop him...But he was more scared about her rejecting him....He couldn't handle another rejection. Bella already has....And this would be way too much to bare if Brooke rejected him....He would just go on and get it over with and kill himself if she said no....
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Post by BROOKE KNIGHT on Nov 2, 2010 17:04:05 GMT -5
Brooke let out a small sigh, he had said he was, and for that matter, all vampires were monsters. He knew she hated that term, every time he used it he was given a look and a warning. This time there was no look, no warning, she had nothing to rebuttal with. She bit her bottom lip as she shut her eyes in thought, this was hard on her. Asking her to choose between her life and the man she loved was difficult on her. But she soon decided on her answer and opened her eyes to meet his. Her soft golden brown eyes locked on his and stuck there as she spoke, “I’ll go… I can’t let you go alone… I should be there… I need to be there.” Her voice firm yet soft at the same time, “I need to be by the man I love… Especially for something like this.” She added before she kissed him softly.
She meant what she had said; it was what she knew she had to do. If she was going to lose Edward like this she wouldn’t want to live much longer though, she hoped he knew that. There was no point in continuing without him. She also would have bet anything that he would make her promise to flee and to keep on living her life without him. It would be difficult without him, life would be near impossible now that she had fallen in love but if he made her promise she would at least try for him. She pulled away from the kiss then and wrapped her free hand around him, holding him close. The fingers that were intertwined in his tightened around his slightly, not wanting to let go of him.
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Post by edwardcullen on Nov 2, 2010 19:28:59 GMT -5
“I’ll go… I can’t let you go alone… I should be there… I need to be there.” “I need to be by the man I love… Especially for something like this.” Her voice was firm yet soft at the same time as he listened to what she was saying. He knew this would be hard for her. The thought of him dying in front of her was more than he could possibly bare. He could read every thought she was having right now. So she was scared of loosing him....? He could no even muster a word when she pulled him in a kiss. The kiss was a way for him to say thank you for going with him. But as she pulled away...He could only be pulled back as she wrapped her arm around him....As his tongue entered her mouth again...And he tightened the grip on the other hand of hers that was so tightly wrapped and fingers intertwined with his own....He could cry right now he would be. He was so scared she would feel every inch of his shaking body as she held him....
He took his other free hand and wrapped it around her pulling her closer to him....Despite what he has done...She was still here in his arms....And that meant the world to him...There was a thought that crossed his mind. He felt the urge to kill....And he was scared to tell her that....That last night...Was remarkable. But he knew Brooke would not be able to control him.....He's tasted human blood...Even though it was in wolf form...Edward knew it was still human blood. He pulled away from her kiss again....He looked deep into her eyes. She would see at once the blackness return into his eyes...This was not going to be easy...He needed human blood....And he would rather die again than to kill again...."Baby.....I'm sorry...." He said with a soft but firm voice as well...."I need your help...."
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Post by BROOKE KNIGHT on Nov 3, 2010 0:40:49 GMT -5
Brooke felt him shaking slightly and this worried her. Then he pulled away from their kiss and looked into her eyes. Black was all she saw in them and she gasped slightly after he told her he needed help. She figured out what he meant and all of her features went firm for a second before softening once more. “Okay… I can help you…” She told him, “But you can’t always expect me to be here for you like this, darling… What are you going to do once you go to Volterra and I stay in Forks? What do we do then?” The brunette asked. She was severely worried that Edward might crack while they were separated. It worried her even more that he would be with the Volturi, an entire coven filled with human killing vampires.
“How are we going to do this if we can’t always be together?” she asked him, her worry was evident in her voice as she looked him in the eyes. She unwrapped her arm from around him and set her hand on his cheek gently, stroking her thumb across it with the softest of touches. The fingers that were intertwined with his tightened ever more as she stood there, “Dear… How are we going to do this?” she asked him, her voice was fully serious now.
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