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Table of Contents
Summary
1. Chapter 1
2. Chapter 2
3. Chapter 3
4. Chapter 4
5. Chapter 5
6. Chapter 6
7. Chapter 7
8. Chapter 8
9. Chapter 9
10. Chapter 10
11. Chapter 11
12. Chapter 12
13. Chapter 13
14. Chapter 14
15. Chapter 15
16. Chapter 16
17. Chapter 17
18. Chapter 18
19. Chapter 19
20. Chapter 20
21. Chapter 21
22. Chapter 22
23. Chapter 23
24. Chapter 24
25. Chapter 25
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26. Chapter 26
27. Chapter 27
28. Chapter 28
29. Chapter 29
30. Chapter 30
31. Chapter 31
32. Chapter 32
33. Chapter 33
34. Chapter 34
35. Chapter 35
36. Chapter 36
37. Chapter 37
38. Chapter 38 EPILOGUE
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Summary
"What do you do when you lose the love of your life? When the only person who
can fix you is the one who can longer do it? Scream." A story about finding love
despite the consequences. When being wrecked and damaged doesn't matter... B E
AH/OOC lemons
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Chapter 1
I do not won Twilight; I only make it badass. Character belong to S. Meyer,
which is a complete shame. Setting, plot, characteristics, and history are
mine. Please do not use without my permission.
Closer is fictional; and semblence to real life is coincidence only. This is only a
story.
6/29/2011: Closer was my very first attempt at writing anything in my entire life.
Because of this, it's rough. Closer re-mains unbeta'd and unedited. After
contemplating whether or not I want to go back through Closer and correct any
mistakes, I have decided against it. I have a special relationship with Closer and it's
readers... it's presious to me. As much as I wish it was perfect, it's not, and I can
apprechiate that. I've come a long way since the first chapter of Closer was writen...
just because it written flawlessly, I love it all the same.
If this is your first time reading Closer, good luck. California Waiting and
Crawl await you. Thank you for your support and thank you so much for
giving it a chance. You will not be sorry.
Chapter song: KINGS OF LEON, CLOSER
CHAPTER 1
SEPTEMBER
Edward
Red and Blue lights are everywhere. Flashes from a camera, fire trucks, police
cars, ambulances... a coroner's truck. People are trying to see what happened from
behind the yellow crime scene tape. All around me people are crying. The Jaws of
Life are breaking my car apart, but I hear nothing. I haven't heard anything since
the haunting sound of death and metal crushing metal.
It is like I am under water. This is not happening. I see myself standing here in all
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the commotion - I am having a fucking out of body experience. My worst fucking
nightmare is going on all around me, but I hear nothing; silence. A buzzing sound.
I'm uselss.
I look over to the one police cruiser that doesn't have it's lights on, and I see him;
untouched and unhurt - staring at the annihilation of my life. If I wasn't in this
catatonic state I would murder him myself.
We were doing the right thing. We were being safe... they were sober, and now
they're dead.
Somewhere in the center of this madness, I hear her... Bella.
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Another Friday night at Casa de Cullen.
"Fucking cheater! Quit fucking cheating!" Emmet yells over the beer pong table.
Ignoring him, I sneak another drink before tossing the ball to his side. I make it in
his cup, and he yells some more. Bella, who is on my team, gives me a high five
before telling her brother to drink, drink, drink. She's on my team. Emmett, who is
her older brother, is taking sides with his chick, Rosalie.
"Edward, there's no point in playiing if you're drinking all the beer," Bella says,
stuttering her words. She hugs me while quietly lecturing me on the morals of
playing beer pong.
I wrap my arms around her and kiss the top of her head. Her boyfriend, my other
best friend, Jake is here... inside the house. And when Jake is not watching, I rub
Bella's ass and place little kisses on her face and neck. Shit between Bella and I are
complicated. We' ve been friends for seven years... but it's more than that. It's
rough. It's... complicated. We have many lines drawn between us, not one of those
lines has really been crossed... not really. We met when we started Medical school
together, formed the most obsessive, jealous, and possessive bond, and never looked
back. We've also never taken it past friendship... kind of.
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Bella is the most important person in the world to me. I like to think that I hold the
same rank in her life. I couldn't live without her. She fucking kept me from dropping
out of school numerous times... she is the only one who can get through to me.
We're perfect for each other, and we love... but sometimes love isnt enough.
Sometimes the bad out weights the good, and sometimes it's better to let soemthing
go before it kills you. That's what her and I have done. I don't like it, but it's the only
way it can be. We've moved on... sorta.
That doesn't mean I can touch and feel every once and a while. It's innocent - I
swear.
A quarter of a way through med school, Bella decided to become a nurse instead of
a doctor like myself. Orignally from Seatle, Washington, I was offered a job in
California after I graduated. I wouldn't accept unless she was included in the offer.
It's impossible to do anything without Smella by my side. I might not be able to have
her like I want, but I still need her around. She is necessary. So two years ago, Bella
and her older brother Emmett, moved here to be in Los Angles with me. My younger
sister Alice, her boyfriend, Jasper and his sister, Rosalie were right there with us -
we all relocated together.
At age 26, Alice is a year younger than me. We are not twins like Rose and Jazz,
however everyone assumes we are. She is a fashion correspondent at Teen Vogue
Magazine and has a tendency to get on my nerves really fucking fast. Alice, Jasper,
Rosalie and I have all been friends since we were in grade school. Alice and Jasper
had a weird love-at-first-sight encounter. They have gone through some shit lately,
but they are inseparable. My sister has loved Jasper ever since he was a tall skinny
nerd. He has a weird, fucking southern accent even though we are all from
Washington; born and raised. Now Jasper is a history professor at UCLA.
After Bella and I met, we introduced Emmett to Rose. Emmett is a body guard for
all the lovely, coke-head celebrities in Hollywood, and Rosalie is a mechanic at a
BMW dealership in Beverly Hills. The two of them hit it off, now they complete each
other. Emmett gives Rosalie a much needed sense of humor, and Rosalie calms
Emmett's ADD ridden ass down. Emmett is the oldest of us at 29. Rose, Jasper and I
are 27. Bella is 26 - we're an odd set of friends, but there is a lot of history between
us. A lot.
Bella and I both work at Cedar Sinai Hospital. She works in Maternity and I'm an
ER doctor. Not really my dream job, but my dear fucking dad likes it. I really wanted
to be a musician. The good thing about living in Hollywood is there are plenty if
open-mic nights. Jasper and I enjoy playing together. He isn't as good as I am, but
he is good enough to keep up. I wish playing my guitar was more than a hobby.
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My Bella has a hobby too, she likes to take photographs. I bought her a camera a
few Christmas's ago and she was a natural talent. I wish she would pursue
photography, but she likes the hospital. Bella has a soft spot for the new born
babies. While Bella may have a softer side, she is feisty as fuck. She doesn't take shit
from anyone. Especialy me. She would rather smack the shit out of me than correct
any mistake I make...that's why I love her so much. She isn't afraid to put me in my
place.'
That's also one of the reasons why we are how we are.
Bella is beautiful; long brown beach wavy hair, an hour glass figure, creamy skin
and big brown beautiful eyes. She is a total chick though. Alice, Rose and my
girlfriend Tanya love to shop and dress up in the finest duds. They wear fucking
thousand dollar shoes and shit like that. Bella is just as beautiful and just as
feminine as they are, but she is different. She is unique in a room full of sheep.
When Bella dresses up like they do, she looks stunning in my opinion. Normally, she
dresses in band t-shirts, jeans and worn out converse. We have similar styles. Bella
and I are one in the same.
Another reason why we are the way we are.
Bella and I have a tradition we acquired in Seattle. We go to a lot of shows
together; we like to watch our favorite bands in concert. It's something that we have
that's just ours because no one else is into music like we are. Every time that we go
to a show we buy the same exact band shirt. We have a lot of matching band shirts.
I bought that bitch girlfriend of mine a shirt once. She uses it as a fucking dish rag
now.
Bella is my best friend. I love her to death... literally.
When the six of us moved to California, Bella moved in with Emmett, Rosalie and
Alice. Jasper has in own apartment and I have my own home in West Hollywood.
There are a lot of reason that we live the way we do. Alice and Jasper don't live
together because... well, just beacuse. She didn't want to live with me, so she lives
with Em. I wanted to Bella to live with me, but it can't be that way because of the
way we are... were. they way we were.
It's probably better, though. I've been thinking about asking my girlfriend, Tanya,
to move in with me. I met Tanya not long after we moved to California. I was doing a
show at Cafe Muse in Hollywood, and she was there. Tanya is tall, blonde and
beautiful. A little crazy and a little starstruck, but she warms my bed. I love her
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undoubtedly. Tanya is a peopel pleaser... sometimes I feel like I'm settling, but she's
wanted to move forward in our relationship for a while. After months of resistance,
I'm ready to give in.
Tanya was welcomed by everyone in our group right away. She and Rosalie
bonded and have become close. Tanya works at some advertisement company in
Universal City. She is constantly around beautiful people, so I might as well put her
on lock down before she falls in love with some Robert Pattinson look alike. She
loves me, so I owe her... I guess.
We have one other member of our extended family... Jacob Black.
I hated the mother fucker.
He's Bella's boyfriend. He also works at Cedars in the Oncology department. They
met and it was love-at -first-fuck if you ask me... of course, that's only if you ask me.
I always thought of Bella as being only mine. Given our history, we have always been
very protective of each other. Especially me of her. I tried to chase the motherfucker
away when he first started to come around, but he wouldn't fucking leave. And for
some god awful reason she wanted him around.
She met Jake before I met Tanya; I felt betrayed. I hated Bella and Jacob together,
but I had no other choice but to accept it after a while. I didn't give her another
option; I could have, but I didn't. So when I met Tanya, I dated her out of spite. The
feeling came after.
Almost two years later, they're still together and Jake is one of my closet friends.
He doesn't like my relationship with Bella, but our friendship comes first. He and
Tanya learned that quickly. Unfortunatly for them, Bella and I the way we are.
Tanya is from Alaska, Jake is from La Push, Washington and the rest of us are from
Seattle - toegther we'ree each other's family. It's always the eight of us...
"Come on, Smella, this game sucks," I whisper in Bella's ear. After tossing back
the rest of my beer, I throw my arm over Bella's shoulder. Her boyfriend and my girl
are in the house...what they don't see won't hurt them. "Have I mentioned how
fuckable you look tonight, Baby?" I say with her favorite crooked grin.
Bella turns in my arms, meeting me face-to-face. "Edward, I'm too drunk for you to
be talking to me that way." She pushes me down in the lawn chair and takes her
seat in my lap. Her face is a little flushed from the alcohol. Her eyes are glossed and
her lips look absolutely kissable. Out of all the places Bella and I have kissed, her
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