Chapter 1. Bella's Armpits

I ran quickly and quietly through the dense forests of Forks. It was slightly drizzling and my clothes showed that. I turned onto the street that Bella, my love's house was on. She had no neighbors, so I was at liberty to run my fastest. I sometimes, no, I did this every night. I loved her so much. I saw her room's light on, and if I had a heart, it would be roaring like a helicopter. I finally made my way onto her front lawn only to just crawl up the side of her house. I was waiting patiently before I tapped on the window, wanting to see her so badly. And finally, she opened it up.

I saw her smiling face and I could hear her heart pounding in my presence. I entered her room, shutting the window quietly. "I've missed you." I gave her a quick kiss on her forehead, and her heart quickened. "Missed you too, even though I just saw you about three hours ago." She said slyly. "All the same, I missed you." I smiled and kissed her again, our lips meeting was something so wonderful; she could only be an angel from heaven.

She grabbed my hands and towed me towards her bed, pulling me on top of her. There was a thud once we fell onto it, and I chuckled lightly. "We wouldn't want to wake up Charlie, now would we?" I insisted, kissing her in between words. Her face turned a deep, beautiful scarlet and once more venom swirled in my mouth. I stopped kissing her at once; too afraid I would hurt her.

"It's not like we're doing anything Charlie wouldn't approve of." She said bitterly. How I hated rejecting her like this! I wished I could be human once more, but no matter how bad I wanted it, it would never happen. "Bella, you know I can't underestimate my self-control. I could really hurt you, and then I'd never be able to live with myself." I looked into her deep chocolate eyes, hoping for an understanding. But only rejection washed through her. I had to make her feel better. I slowly put my hands on her waist, very gently, and bent my head down. I kissed up her waist and I could feel the heat coming from her cheeks. I was enjoying this too, and I-

My face went blank, and I stopped kissing her. I was at the top of her ribcage, just below her…underarms. The most fowl stench I had ever smelled flared through my nose, making me want to gag. It was like a mixture of a dead fish and soured milk. "Why'd you stop?" She asked perplexed. Oh God, how was I going to tell my dearest love about her smelly underarms?!

"Uhm…Bella, love, could you um, put on some…deodorant?" I said, ashamed and embarrassment overwhelming me. But I couldn't do anything about it, it was too fowl a smell.

"Why?" She asked confused, I couldn't bear to hurt her feeli- there was that God awful smell again. "Because you're…musty." I said the last part very quietly, hoping it didn't sound too harsh.

I put down my head in shame, as she smelled herself by lifting her arms. "Ugh!" She jumped off her bed quickly and ran into her bathroom. I heard some fumbling, and she was back. I looked over her again, hoping the smell wouldn't be there. She was wearing a tank-top and sweats. She lay down on the bed, whilst I was sitting upright.

"I'm ready." She said seductively, and spread out her arms. I felt my face go even whiter than usual. Under her arms, there was a huge bush of hair, like a patch of weeds in a garden. And, there was so much lint! I could see the deodorant stains in her armpit hair as well. I felt my mouth drop open in surprise, and Bella look worriedly at me.

"Edward, what's wrong!" She sat up and cupped her warm hands around my face, and I could see the ugly brown hair sticking out from under her pits.

What would I say? Oh nothing Bella, you just have a bush growing under your arm. Surely not! But, I didn't even have that much hair under my own, and I'm a man.

"Bella, you should go to sleep, I don't want you to be tired for school in the morning." I said curtly, and kissed her on the cheek, humming her lullaby. She fell asleep quickly, and I let out a sigh. "That was close." I murmured, and worried that she wouldn't shave it.