The Forbidden Fruit

Disclaimer: I don't own the Twilight characters or plot, but this plot is all my own  and so is Carla!

This is a sequel to The Sweetest Sin, so if you haven't read that this one won't make a lot of sense!

I'm sorry it took me so long to get this up, it took me quite a while to figure out how I wanted to do it! I toyed with a couple of ideas, and finally settled on this one, so I should be back to regular updates now. Oh and I've decided that I won't update until I get at least 2 reviews for each chapter… I'm not asking for much here so pretty please review? 

The weekend was, to say the least, amazing. I couldn't imagine a better way to spend time than wrapped up, in the most literal sense, with Bella. I was sure that nothing could bring my spirits down on Monday. Not watching Mike flirt with Bella; not even hearing Tyler's plans for her conquest. She was all mine and would be forever!

Bella walked into my class looking preoccupied, but she met my smile as normal. About half way back to her desk, however, she froze; shock was written across her face plain as day.

I moved to her quickly, and touched her arm. No response. "Bella?" I asked, now seriously worried. What could possibly be wrong? I pulled her into the hallway away from the prying eyes of the rest of the class.

"She knows," she whispered not looking at me.

"Who knows what?" I asked urgently. What ever they knew it was bad. Very bad.

"Ms. Andres knows about us. She saw us in Seattle," she said quietly. Her eyes were unfocused, and I was sure she couldn't see me, but I tried to hide my reaction. Regardless, I could feel the blood drain out of my face.

How could Tanya know? I turned her down politely for plans this weekend, so what would she be doing in Seattle anyways?

"What are you to doing?" Ms. Andres called. I turned to see her overly done up, dressed up, and strutting towards us in a way she must think is sexy.

"Bella wasn't feeling well," I said trying to hide my rage.

"Looks like you aren't feeling to great either," she sighed sweetly trying to be ultra-feminine. I wanted to gag.

"Oh, just worried about a student," I said smiling at the biggest understatement of the century. Worried did not even begin to cover it, and neither did student. "We should get back to class."

"I suppose so," she said in a way that could make me squirm. "See you after school Edward." I nodded curtly to her.

I steered Bella inside realizing that she didn't have power of her body right now, and talking would be completely out of the question. The hour crawled by while I watched Bella stare into space.

What was she thinking? Did she regret Saturday night? Or Sunday morning? Or Sunday afternoon? There were plenty of times to regret… Did she wish we weren't together? Did she want to break up? Did she finally see what she was risking by being with me, how dangerous it was? I needed to know.

I had worksheet packets to hand out, so I quickly scribbled a note and stuck it insider hers. I wanted it to be vague so that no one else who saw it would understand, but I wanted it to be crystal clear to her.

Meet me where I pick you up 10:30

She would know the intersection to go to. I watched her eyes widen in surprise when she saw the note, glow with understanding, and then tighten once again in fear. She looked up and nodded, barely seeming to see me. The hours would tick by slowly until I could see her again.

Bella walked out of the room quickly and purposefully; she didn't want to make Tanya suspicious I hoped, but there was the nagging part in the back of my mind that didn't believe that.

"Edward," Tanya said, sneaking up on me.

"Shit Tanya," I said quietly clutching my chest. She startled me, and I was not easy to startle.

"You are out of options aren't you," she cooed running her claw like nails down my arm. "Yes I know about you and the little girl. That's just not right," she whispered, playing up on all of my insecurities. "You know that it isn't, but I'm willing to forgive you."

"What?" I asked in confusion.

"You know that a teenager, barely more than a child, won't be enough for you. Eventually, you will need more. I can give you more," she whispered in a way she must have thought sexy. She leaned into me and let her lips trail along my neck. I pulled back immediately.

"You don't know anything," I spat.

"Fine, have it your way," she chirped. "You know, as a professional I'm forced to turn you in. Nothing personal," she said with a tinkling laugh.

She then sauntered out of the room taking my future with her.

Thanks for reading! I know that this is a lot of repeating information, but I wanted this part in his point of view there should be one more chapter without Bella. I won't focus too much on that!

--Erika