Glycerine Chapter 22 teaser

Not beta'd. I've been drunk while writing most of this chapter. Obviously, it needs Ooza. Don't judge me. This chapter is hard.

“Mr. Cullen,” the reporter asked. “What was your favorite or most memorable part of filming?”

Bella’s fingers tensed around her wine glass as she waited for him to answer. His face was relaxed and a smirk tugged at the side of his mouth. He laced his fingers around his knee and cleared his throat before speaking.

“Well, they’re actually the same. My favorite and most memorable part of filming was on location in Arizona.”

Bella’s throat bobbed as murmurs echoed around the room. “Why Arizona?”

Edward shrugged and gave the reporter a lazy grin. “There was a lot of privacy in Arizona. I was able to act like a normal person without being harassed or having cameras shoved in my face. I remember the first day we were given a day off. I went to these falls I’d found when I arrived. I spent the entire day there completely undisturbed.” His eyes flicked to the camera and for a moment Bella felt as though he was looking directly at her. It was as if he could see her face as clearly as she could see his. He turned his attention back to the reporter and with a serious expression he said, “It was one of the best days of my life. I loved every moment I was there.”

Voices rose in the back of the crowd until one finally overpowered the others. “How can you say that was the best part of filming?” someone jeered. “Esme wasn’t even there.”

With a bored expression, Edward looked blankly toward the back of the room. When he answered his voice was dull, flat. “Exactly.”

Glycerine Chapter 21 mini tease

HEY YO!!! Here's a little mini tease for you guys. As always, not beta'd, subject to editing, yada, yada, yada. ALSO HAPPY BIRTHDAY MIDNIGHT COUGAR!!!!!!


“What the fuck,” she whispered into the empty room. She was almost afraid to open the text, afraid to see what he could possibly have to say after two months of silence. But her fear quickly disappeared and was replaced with a flutter of anticipation. Over the last two weeks, not a single picture of Edward had been released. She thought she’d be grateful for the reprieve, but it turned out to be the opposite. The only thing that hurt more than constantly seeing Edward’s face splashed across every magazine cover in print, was not seeing it at all.

Full of trepidation, she opened his text. Her brows dipped in confusion as she read it once, and then once more. She opened and closed her mouth several times before an uncontrollable laugh burst from her chest. The sound of her laughter bounced off the walls as her eyes pinched at the corners and a wide smile spread across face. She felt light and carefree, lost in the memory of another time and place.The memory only played in her mind for a moment before she was grasping the front of her shirt and her laughter morphed from gasping breaths to choking sobs. Pressing her phone over her heart, her shoulders curved inward and her jaw clenched as she tried to relieve the tightness in her chest and stinging in her eyes.

Glycerine Chapter 19 Teaser

Hi you guys!!! Happy Mother's Day!

Not beta'd lalala y'all know the drill!

Convinced his mind and body were just telling him he needed sleep, he pushed himself off the couch and walked to the bedroom. Stripping down to his boxers, he didn’t bother to shower before falling face first on the bed. He wrapped his arms around the pillow and breathed deeply. He knew it wouldn’t smell like her, nothing did anymore. Her scent had faded from his sheets and clothes. His hands would no longer smell like her hair after he’d gripped it tightly as he pushed inside of her.

"Can I have you?"

“No,” he whispered into the empty room as the vivid image of her pinned under him burned behind his eyes.

"You can have me."

“Stop.” His plea was choked and he swore he felt the heat from her skin searing into his.

"Stay?"

“Fuck.” Salty liquid leaked from the corner of his eye as he buried his face into the pillow and clenched his jaw.

"Okay."

“You lied.” His words were thick and broken, barely intelligible as his body finally succumbed to the sleep he so desperately craved.

Glycerine Chapter 17 Teaser

Not Beta'd blah blah blah.

Edward pushed up from the couch, and walked to his front door as a courier pulled up his driveway. He didn’t remember ordering anything, but it was probably something Jason had sent for him to look over. Rolling his eyes at the gawking boy in front of him, he signed for the package and shut the door in his face.

He flipped over the large manila envelope, that was unmarked except for his name printed across the front. Unfastening the top he reached inside and pulled out a magazine. The color drained from his face as he read the headline across the cover. Dropping the magazine, he ripped open the envelope to see if anything else was inside. There was no note, no return address, nothing. He bolted for his front door and yanked it open, but the courier was already down the drive and pulling onto the street.

“Fuck,” he exhaled. Running a hand through his hair, he turned back inside and retrieved the magazine off the floor. After sucking in a heavy breath, he flipped through the pages until he found the article, his heart hammering in his chest as he read the headline a second time.

He’s In Love With A Stripper?

No, not T-Pain. It seems Hollywood’s playboy, Edward Cullen, is back to his old tricks. A source has revealed exclusively to OK! magazine the details of Hollywood’s latest scandal.  “Edward’s been cheating on girlfriend and co-star Esme Platt, with a stripper who goes by the name Ivy.”

Oh no he didn’t!!

“They’ve been seeing each other secretly for quite some time,” the source divulged.  “Esme’s beside herself.”

The relationship was discovered after a series of text messages between the secret duo were released. “The texts were of a very explicit and intimate nature. Jealousy is more than likely the motivating factor for the release of these private exchanges. Obviously, the mysterious Ivy is  less than pleased with the budding romance developing between Edward and Esme.”

So what what will become of the new It couple?

“Esme is a very understanding woman. She also cares deeply for Edward. They’ll get through this.”

So who is this mystery girl? And will she destroy Hollywood’s newest golden couple before they  can begin?

Stay tuned for the latest news!

Edward tightened his hands around the edges of the magazine, before ripping it in two and sending the the pages fluttering to the ground. His nostrils flared and his chest heaved as anger and betrayal swelled inside his chest. With clenched fists and a taut jaw, he snatched up his keys and stormed out the door. In a red haze, he climbed into his car and peeled out onto the road, his mind focused on one destination. One person.

Glycerine Chapter 16 teaser

Not beta'd lalala. I bet y'all don't even read these notes up here. Sighhh, I'm shooting for a Friday update, but I can't make any promises. I'll do my best! 

Bella jumped when her phone rang. Her brows dipped in confusion when Victoria’s name flashed on the screen. Muting the volume of the television, she grabbed her phone off the table.

“Hey.”

“Bella, is Edward there?” Victoria’s voice sounded off, edgy and panicked.

“No. Not yet. What’s going on?”

Victoria fell silent before pulling in several deep breaths. “Have you seen the pictures?”

Bella shook her head. “No. I―I’m not so sure it’s a good idea. Not after yesterday.”

“Did Edward tell you anything about last night? Where he went after the club?”

“Not in detail," Bella answered, a frown pulling at the corners of her mouth. "I know he never went home last night. He said he was with Carlisle. That’s why he looked like shit this morning. Why?”

“Ah fuck,” Victoria choked, her voice shaking. “Can you come home? Please?”

Bella’s throat tightened and her heart began to race when Victoria's voice broke. She only ever sounded like that when she was on the verge of tears. “Why?”

“I don’t want to talk about this over the phone. Please, Bella. You just gotta trust me.”

“Vic, tell me what this is about. If it’s the pictures from last night―”

“Not last night,” Victoria interrupted. “Just come home. I’ll tell you then.”

Bella gripped her knee and squeezed her eyes shut. “I’m not going anywhere until I know what’s happened. Just tell me. If it’s not last night, then...” Bella’s voice trailed off as realization hit her like a bucket of ice water.

“Bella.”

“This morning. There are pictures from this morning, aren’t there?” 

The deafening silence that followed caused a choked sob to rip from Bella’s throat.

Tears spilled down her cheeks as Victoria's nonverbal conformation cracked and splintered something inside her chest . “He―he wasn’t with Carlisle, was he?”

“No.”

Bella’s nose burned and her chin quivered as she rocked forward. She pressed her forehead against her knees and wrapped an arm around her middle. “Please don’t tell me he was with her. Please.” Her voice was no more than a broken whisper as she begged for an answer she knew Victoria couldn't give.

“I’m sorry.”

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*UPDATE* Animated Teaser by RoseArcadia:

Glycerine Ch15 mini tease

Hey guys!! Thank you SO much for your patience. The chapter is done and with my beta, but I thought I'd drop you a little extra something while we wait. As always, it's not beta'd, subject to editing yada yada yada!

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“C’mere.” He pulled her hands over the top of his thighs and leaned forward. “Listen to me. I told you I’m not perfect. I’m going to fuck up. But I also told you I want to be with you. Just you. You―” Edward blew out a harsh breath and squeezed his eyes shut. There were so many things he wanted to tell her. About himself, about how she made him feel, but it was almost as if there was something physically blocking the words from escaping. His mind and heart were trapped in a steel vault and the door had been welded shut. Set in place to protect him from ever getting hurt again. “Can’t you see that you mean something different to me?”

“Different from who? From what?”

Edward lifted his hands to her jaw and tilted her face until she was looking directly at him. “Everything.”

Bella eyes fell shut and her shoulders slumped. “I just want this to be over. I want her out of our lives.”

Edward nodded and swallowed hard. It was now or never. “I’ll talk to Jason. Let him deal with Aro, see what can be done, okay?”

“You’ll do that? Tell them you want out?”

Glycerine Chapter 15 Teaser

NOT BETA'D!!! NEEDS ALL THE CLEANING...as usual. 

“Why? Why would you go there? What the fuck were you thinking?”

All of the air left Bella’s body in one angry exhale. “Are you kidding me right now? You think I wanted to see that? Are you out of your mind? They called me there to get Esme’s torn costume. I had no fucking clue. None.”

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry.” Edward’s voice was low as he tried to calm her. The last thing they needed were people poking around outside of her office. He cupped her jaw and the moment he did, all Bella could see was him with Esme. When he dipped his head and pressed their lips together, her senses were assaulted with the smell and taste of Esme. It was too much. Everything was too much.

“Stop,” Bella choked and pushed him away. “Don’t. Don’t fucking kiss me.”

Edward shook his head and batted her hands away from his chest as he pressed them together again. “You stop, god damn it.”

“You fucking smell like her, Edward. You taste like her. Oh, my God.” She wiped at her lips with the back of her hand, trying to scrub away the smell of Esme’s fruity lip balm.

“Stop fighting me, Ivy.” Edward locked his arms around her. His grip bordered on the edge of pain as he trapped her body between him and the desk. She pushed him once more before going stone still. Were it not for the tremble starting to shake her entire body, he would have thought she was frozen.

“Are you―” Bella gasped. Her voice broke as a shot of rage caused the hairs on the back of her neck to rise. With more force than either of them expected, she slammed her arms into his chest and sent him flying into her door. She dropped her eyes to the front of his pants and when she spoke again, everyone in the building had the potential to hear her. “Are you mother fucking hard?”