Disclaimer - me not own twilight
Warning - Lemoniest
BPOV
Edward rolled off of me just having reached his release. I was still sweaty and breathing heavily as I got out of the bed and began to get dressed.
Edward reached for me just as his cell rang. He answered it hurriedly and I knew at once who it was. His wife. Tanya.
'Hi, Sweetheart' he said and I almost cried. We had been doing this for a few months now. Edward and I had been best friends since childhood but somewhere along the line that friendship had turned into something more. For me at least. But I had just kept my mouth shut for fear of ruining our friendship.
I watched him go through girl after girl through high school. But as hard as that was for me, it couldn't even begin to compare to having to watch him settle down and marry. It was the most painful thing I have ever had to do, listen to him agree to take her as his wife, forever.
Thinking about this I remembered the first night he came to me. Drunk, after a fight with Tanya.
Flashback
I was watching TV when I heard a knock at my apartment door. I answered just to have a wasted Edward collapse on me.
'Bel-la' he slurred. 'It's soooo good to see you'
I sighed and steadily led him toward the coach. This had become somewhat of a routine for us, Tanya and him would a huge fight and Edward would come here drunk and bitch about her until he fell asleep. Then he would leave in the morning before I got up to go reconcile.
I eased him onto it (damn was he heavy) and asked as I had done many times before 'What did she do this time?'
Edward laughed once, it was harsh and had no humour in it whatsoever. 'I caught her in bed with James… again.' he said
I was seething, this had happened so many times before and it would keep happening if I didn't convince Edward that that skank of a wife of his wasn't worth his time.
'Edward' I began and he looked at me. 'I know you don't want to hear this but this has got to stop.' I reached out for him at this point, placing my hand on his leg, trying to ignore the sparks shooting through my fingertips at the contact. 'You shouldn't put up with this. Just leave her. Please. It's for your own good' and mine I thought silently.
But he just stared at me with a blank expression and I eventually gave up with a sigh. It was no good, he was never going to leave her no matter what I said. This thought made my heart twist painfully in my chest.
'I'll make you some coffee, get you sobered up' I said but as I got up, retracting my hand, Edward grabbed he and pulled me flush against him.
He crushed his mouth to mine and when I gasped he shoved his tongue in my mouth. Our tongues swirled around each other as we kissed. Then I felt Edward push my oversized t-shirt down.
'S-stop!' I stuttered, wrenching my mouth from his as I came to my senses. 'We can't do this. You're married and I-' He cut me off with his lips.
'I want you, Isabella' he murmured against my lips. Then he resumed pushing my t-shirt down over my shoulders then my bra-less breasts until it was off completely, kissing, licking and sometimes even biting the skin exposed. He then followed suit with my pyjama shorts. Stopping only when I was naked.
And I let him, because I had waited for this for so long that him being married, and drunk too, no longer mattered the moment he said he wanted me.
He unbuttoned his jeans and brought down his underwear to free his erection, then he positioned himself above me and thrust into my wet centre.
Despite the pain that came with his penetration it felt… right. like I was finally complete. And when my stomach tightened and we came together I wept. From joy and sadness. Because this was Edward, the man I had loved since I could remember and he was making love to me. But he still wasn't mine and I cried harder.
I love you I though but I daren't say it out loud, afraid of breaking the moment our bodies had created with one another.
We fell asleep, not saying a word and the next morning I woke up alone and cried once again as the full force of what I had done. I had given my virginity to my married best friend. To Edward Cullen.
End of Flashback
The next time I spoke to Edward after that he apologised for what he did and asked me to forgive him. I was heartbroken but forgave him anyway. He promised me it was just a one-time thing and wouldn't happen again.
But it did I thought as I looked at Edward, frowning now, as he talked to Tanya. Once he had finished he left my apartment pale and clearly upset. I tried to ask him what was wrong but he just brushed me off and said goodbye before slamming the door behind him.
Almost immediately after he left I felt sick and spent the next 20 minutes of the toilet bowl. This affair was really taking its toll on me and not just emotionally. I had become sick all the time not long after Edward and I started seeing each other and I had been so stressed I had missed my period-.
Wait a minute. Sickness, no period. It couldn't be. We always used condoms. Except for that first time. a little voice in the back of my mind said.
I scrambled over to the medicine cabinet riffling through its contents, frantically searching for the pregnancy test Alice and Rose had bought me as a joke.
Once I found it I fumbled in my rush to open the packaging. Finally getting it out I peed my heart out on the stick and paced the floor waiting for the result.
When it was time I looked at it. Positive. I was pregnant with Edward Cullen's baby.
Authors Note - This is my first fan fiction ever! Please review