Buying Love Chapter 75 Update on AO3
Buying Love Chapter 75 Update on FFn
Buying Love Chapter 75 Update on TWCS
It was a few days before Christmas. Liam Mackenzie was
trying to wrap up the grand jury testimony before the holidays. With all of the
witnesses, it was tough. I was scheduled to go this afternoon. I was dressed in
a black business suit and a crisp, subtle blouse. I would have killed to wear my
black, patent-leather Jimmy Choo platform pumps with this outfit. However, I
was still stuck in flats. Edward found them for me on Zappos. They were cute,
black with some sort of sparkle, but not my nut-busters.
“Bella, are you almost ready?” asked Uncle Peter.
“Yeah,” I said, smoothing out my hair and picking up my
purse. I grabbed my black, polished cane for support. I knew I’d be walking a
lot today and I wanted to make sure that I was not going to end up back in the
rehab facility. Moving slowly, I walked to the living room. Edward was sitting
on the couch, scrolling through his cell phone. He wore a sleek black suit with
a light blue shirt and a black and blue paisley tie. His hair was recently cut,
since he testified the day previous for the grand jury. When I stumbled over
one of the area rugs, Edward hopped up and steadied me with a strong arm and
warm grin. “This is really frustrating. I want to walk normally. This suit does
not go well with flats!”
“Bella, the jury is not looking at your shoes,” Edward
quipped, tucking a hair behind my ear. “They want to hear what you have say
about Bitchme.”
“Is the grand jury almost done?” I asked.
“You’re going today. Alice, Jasper and Jared are going
tomorrow. However, once we get home, I’ve got a surprise for you,” Edward
smirked. “Uncle Peter helped me.”
“Should I be afraid?” I giggled.
“Trembling in your flats,” he snorted. “Come on. Traffic
sucks and I don’t want to be late.”
Edward helped me into my red winter coat with matching
Burberry scarf. He put on an overcoat, looking some sort of Mafia don. He was
so sexy and lithe. Plus, he’d come such a long way in the few weeks that I’ve
been home. Granted, almost daily appointments with Dr. Benson and his
therapist, Michele, helped him tremendously.
There were still things that Edward freaked out about. He
didn’t like to be touched by anyone but me. He also couldn’t wear a belt since
it reminded him too much of the whips and chains that he was beaten with. Uncle
Peter got him suspenders so his pants for his suits wouldn’t fall down. Edward
still harbored a great deal of anger and resentment toward his mother. She was
a victim in this, almost as much as he was, but she gave up when he was
fourteen, when he needed her the most. Edward did have some huge anger issues.
For the most part, he was easy-going, but if something made him pissed, he
would stomp around like a bull and things would get broken. Michele is working
with him on that, having him use various calming techniques.
Finally, there was the guilt and pain associated with
anything sexual. Edward’s introduction to sex was violent and cruel. He knew
how to pleasure a woman, but now, the mere thought of doing anything other than
kissing, hugging or cuddling, made his stomach churn. Dr. Benson said that was a
normal response for someone who underwent such long-term sexual abuse and rape.
When the time was right, both Edward and I would go to couple’s therapy. I
would do anything for him to ensure that he was happy, healthy and most
importantly, safe.
Edward, looking like a Mafia don
Bella's suit, but in black
Bella's winter coat
Seattle Courthouse
Edward's Christmas Decoration Surprise
