I was on high with writing when I wrote the first two chapters a while back, but this is coming out really well. This was hard for me to write because of the whole touchy thing… So yeah… Hope it's better than my mind is condemning me than it is. There's cursing! Be warned!

Summary: Post New Moon. Bella still feels distant from Edward after his return and wants him to become more physical with her in order know that he is still there and cares. However Edward isn't giving what she needs and their relationship takes its toll. Bella/Edward. Bella/OMC.

Genre: Drama/Romance with a little Humor and maybe some Angst

Rated T (maybe high T) for sexual activities/references and language

CHAPTER ONE: I Need You

She felt so horny it was quite ridiculous to try and put it in any other words. Damn these hormones! But it was okay because Edward was touching her. Touching her gently as if she were broken glass. Yes, already broken so that he has to handle her all the more carefully. It was frustrating, to say the least.

Here they were in her room alone in the house. Charlie had left for a job out of the town and wouldn't be back for five days. Bella smiled at the memory of her father's hesitance to leave her alone with "That Edward kid lurking around". She giggled when she remembered just how wide Charlie's eyes got when she said, "But that Edward kid is the man I love." (I couldn't think of something else! I wanted her to say something raunchier but that wouldn't really be Bella, would it? Suggestions welcome!) She knew Charlie was uncomfortable at any mention of love and Edward combined, but it was the only thing she could think of at the moment to get Charlie out of the house before he changed his mind and stayed. Oh Charlie. Sweet, flustered, and awkward Charlie.

"Hey," Edward called softly, his breath at her throat. "What were you thinking about?"

Those lips of his were so close. It brought her crashing down back to the fact that she was horny and wanton.

"It doesn't matter," she sighed. "I'll tell you later when my hormones aren't driving me insane."

She lifted her head to kiss him on those lips, but he pushed her down with ease.

"No," his brow crinkled in curiosity. "I want to know what you were thinking about."

Bella sighed again but this time with a huff. Leave it to Edward to stop all touching just for a thought. This is one of those times she wished he could read her mind. It would be so much easier and not interfere with her Edward Time.

She finally resigned to Edward's wishes and said, "I was thinking about Charlie and how he was worried about leaving me with you around."

"Hmph. He seems to have more sense than you do."

"So what? Can we drop this? I love you and I'm not afraid of you and right now I really need you to touch me."

The last part came out as a sort of whine laced with desperation that made Bella cringe on the inside. But she was soon rewarded with a cool touch to her upper right arm that felt so good her breath hitched.

"Okay, okay. I'll stop pestering you about it."

"Good. Now less talking and more touching," Bella smiled, delighted that Edward was actually letting her off easy this time.

His touches were so smooth, so soft. His kisses were firm but gentle, always restrained. She was going crazy. He was all over her but not quite there. She felt him linger kissing along her neck but he abruptly broke off.

"Wha… What?" she stumbled saying when she felt that Edward wasn't on top of her anymore.

"I have to go."

That brought Bella out of her reverie quickly.

"No."

"Bella, I –"

"No! Stop! You can't! I need you. Like really need you to be with me right now. I feel as if you aren't with me and that scares me. Please, Edward. Please. Touch me. Make me feel like you care and need me just as much."

Tears were threatening to drop and she didn't care. Let them fall down. As long as Edward fell with her, she would be fine.

Edward stood still and Bella thought he might leave her. It felt like an eternity to Bella, although granted it was probably only a few seconds. Her tears began to cascade down her cheeks in a silent plea and that caused Edward to glide to the bed where she sat on her crumpled sheets.

He took her shoulders into his hands and lent forward, kissing and licking the tears away. Her heart rate slowly dropped from its previous despairing ache and she began to feel like things would be okay. That Edward was here and that was all that mattered. But he was still holding back, still treating her like a porcelain doll, and still not releasing the fire that she knew he had.

"Edward, let go a little."

His shoulders relaxed but it wasn't enough for Bella. She decided to make a move. She abruptly jumped on him, forcing her lips hard against his cool ones. She positioned herself on his lap and crowded him, getting extremely close to him.

"Bella." Edward said in a warning. "Don't."

But she knew he didn't mean it. She could feel his breath naturally quicken, could feel his desire growing underneath her. He wanted it and she knew it. Her hands glided down to his neck, to his shoulders, to his chest. He was beginning to unravel and then… he snapped.

With a growl, he pushed Bella back onto the bed with frightening speed. Her breath was knocked out of her, but she didn't have time to add oxygen to her lungs because Edward was kissing her with a passion she had only seen in his eyes. He was over her. All over her. His caresses turned into desperate groping, and Bella really didn't mind. This was what she wanted. Her breathing had become harsh and coming in short gasps. Edward clouded her mind and made her feel dizzy.

Then he grabbed her wrists and forced them above her.

Then her left hand collided with the headboard… hard.

Then she hissed in pain.

"Oh my…" Edward was off her in a flash, still breathing harshly.

"Edward, no!"

"I can't believe I… You won't forgive… I'm a monster! I… I…"

"Edward!"

But he was already gone.

"Damn!" she screamed in frustration. "Damn! Damn! Damn!"

Shit. She hadn't expected that to happen. Edward was gone. Her hand hurt but not much that a first aid kit couldn't help with. Edward was gone. She mechanically let her hand soak under a rush of warm tap water. Edward was gone. Bella wrapped her hand carefully in order to not agitate the blossoming bruise. Edward was gone.

He was gone again. He had left her to tend to herself… again. Bella was so sick of it. So sick of the carefulness and worry-wart attitude that Edward practically adopted as his middle names around her. She was sick of it… and feeling a little reckless. She glanced outside then at the digital clock at her bedside. It was only 9:57 pm. She grabbed her jacket and keys and headed out into the cool night breeze that reminded her of Edward.

She scoffed at the idea, closed the door with the key, and walked into the darkness towards her car.

If Edward was not going to give her what she wanted, she would just find someone who would.

Don't worry! Those are just hormones! Bella isn't a complete idiot. That was in the heat of the moment! We should all know that there are times when we say or think things but don't really mean it. It's just adolescence and hormones and even adults do that. That's all it was.

So what do you think? If you have any questions, please ask! I have about 3 typed up paragraphs already to explain why the characters are acting the way they are. If you want that explanation, just reveiw and say so. I'll make sure to post it in chapter 2 or 3! But please reveiw! I've never read a Twilight fanfic before and I've only read the series once so yeah... Reviews VERY welcome.