Disclaimer: I do NOT own Twilight nor do I own Lolita. Both stories and characters belong to Stephenie Meyer and Vladimir Nabokov's respectively. But I do own the second best thing. Which is this story. Wahaha!

Full Summary: Even as kids, Edward Cullen has always been a little over-protective of his sister's best-friend, Bella Swan. But what happens when Edward comes back from college to find his innocent little angel all grown-up? And to make things even more interesting, he's now her new English teacher. Will his obsession push him too far? Possessive/Obsessive Edward. Inspired by Vladimir Nobokov's novel Lolita. Rated M for a reason.

Chapter 4:

Current Age:

Edward: 18
Bella: 10
Alice: 12

"Oh, my Lolita, I have only words to play with!"

EPOV:

It seems like it was only just yesterday when I was just a pubescent boy playing in the backyard of my house with my sister and my little Bella. But today marked the day that I was finally going to graduate high-school and leave for college.

I'm sitting on the edge on my bed reciting the speech that I had composed and wrote on a slightly crumpled piece of paper on my hand. I was the Valedictorian of my class. Being Valedictorian of my class wasn't the only titles that I held in school. I was also the star-quarterback of my school's football team, vice president of the student council, and was voted Most Likely to Succeed. I pretty much had Forks High in the palm of my hands. The only set back there was, was that, I never managed to fall in love.

Sure I went on a couple of dates with a couple of girls in my class but it never went any further than that. As a quarterback, people at school expected me to score but for some reason none of the girls at school ever appealed to me. It even came to a point where one guy from my class, started a rumor about how I didn't date any girl because I was gay and it spread like wildfire. But you know what else spread like wildfire? The rumor that I beat the shit out of that guy.

Oh wait… that one was actually not a rumor…

I found myself smiling at the memory of that. I wasn't exactly violent per se, but everyone at school knew better than to mess with Edward Cullen.

Before I could get back to my speech I hear the door of my room creak. I look up to find the cutest 10-year old I know.

Bella.

I've known Bella since the day she was born. From the moment that everyone saw her, I think they all fell in love with her. I'm mean, why wouldn't they? She was adorable and even to this day she still was. She had such pretty brown doe-like eyes, cute button nose and had the cutest dimples ever. She was somewhat of a carbon copy of her late father, Charlie yet she still managed to look like a very young Shirley Temples.

"Bella, what are you doing standing over there? Come here." I said, patting my bed as a gesture for her to sit next to me.

As soon as she takes her place next to me, I wrap one arm around her waist, which by the way is to tiny in my opinion. (Note to self: Talk to Aunt Renee about her eating habits)

"What are you doing?" she asks me.

Her voice was so gentle and soft. It was the epitome of innocence.

"I'm practicing my graduation speech." I replied.

"Why do you have to give a speech?"

"Because I'm a Valedictorian."

"What's a Valedictorian?" she asked.

Isn't Bella just the most curious 10-year old you've ever encountered? Every time she would hear something that was foreign to her ears she would ask what it would mean. Normally adults would find this trait exceptionally annoying and they'd probably tell a kid to go away if it wasn't Bella. Just one look at her and you're pretty much a goner.

"A Valedictorian is a person who has the highest grades out of the entire class. If you become one, then you'd have to give a speech in graduation." I explained to her.

"Wow... when I grow up, I want to be a Valedictorian just like you!" she squealed.

"I'm sure you will be Bella!" I smiled.

There was no doubt in my mind that Bella would become Valedictorian of her class when her time came. She was exceptionally bright for a child and when she would talk to adults, they would just look at her in awe.

I remove my arm that was around her waist and put it around her to give her a one-armed hug but to my surprise, I hear a wince escape her mouth causing me to pull away immediately.

"Bella?" I said worriedly.

She got up from my bed and attempted to escape but before she could take another step, my hand reaches out and grabs her wrist, refusing to let her move another inch. I look at her and she's sporting a face of embarrassment. What was she hiding from me?

I pulled up the sleeve of the white cardigan she was wearing to find an exceptionally large bruise located on her upper forearm which I was staring at intently.

Someone hurt my Bella!

I felt my blood boil at the thought of anyone trying to hurt my Bella. The last time someone tried to hurt her had paid dearly.

"Bella, what is that?" I practically snarled.

"I-It's a b-bruise." She stuttered.

No shit! My inner monologue said. I didn't want to use inappropriate language in front of Bella. She was still a child after all…

"Who did this to you!" I snapped.

"No one." she insisted.

Another trait that Bella possessed was the trait of being a horrible liar. Despite her innocent look, I can see right through her when she lies or attempts to lie.

"Bella…" I warned her.

My patience was growing thinner and thinner by the second.

"Me and my friends were playing softball and Eric Yorkie hit me by accident! I swear! " she explained.

Accident my ass! That little dipshit hurt my Bella!

Wait… Eric Yorkie… he wouldn't happen to be related to Ericka Yorkie, my classmate who was also a writer in the school publications?

"Bella, do tell me about this Eric Yorkie boy." I find myself asking Bella.

"H-he has black hair and brown eyes…H-he's hangs out with me and my f-friends even after school but th-that's before he gets picked up by his parents or big s-sister Ericka… " she trailed off.

Bingo.

Since he is in fact, related to Ericka, the chances are, he's most likely to be at the graduation ceremony later. Which was also the perfect time to take revenge against him.

"Please don't hurt him Edward. He didn't mean it!" she pleaded causing me to snap out of my thoughts.

If I didn't know better, Bella can see right through me…

"I promise I won't hurt him." I assure her before giving her a hug.

I pull away from our hug and guide Bella to my bathroom and apply ointment, that I had in my medicine cabinet for football related injuries I would acquire, on Bella's bruise.

Afterwards, Bella went downstairs to join Alice in the backyard while I remained in my room to practice my speech as well as formulate an idea to get back at Eric Yorkie.

I promised Bella that I wouldn't hurt him and I won't…

At least not directly that is...

The graduation ceremony lasted around roughly around two hours which included to speech I wrote. My speech pretty much put at least more than half of the female population, and surprisingly, a part of the male population, in tears. Well what can I say? English was my forte. Which is why I've decided to take up a degree in English.

It wasn't my original plan exactly. Back then, I wanted to become a doctor just like my dad but that was before I found out how good I was in writing. Back in the fourth grade, there was a poetry contest with the prize being a fifty dollar gift certificate to Toys-R-Us. You can see where this is going right? I mean, back then fifty dollars actually meant something good. So being the overly competitive person that I am, I entered the contest. My poem was titled Mia Bella and to my surprise, it won. Mrs. Cady, my fourth grade teacher, said that my poem was beautiful and outstanding.

While giving my speech, I looked in the direction where my parents and my little sister Alice was sitting as well as Bella. My mom was practically in tears while my father was holding up a cam cord to tape the whole thing. Dear God help me.

My little sister was busy reading a copy of Popstar! Magazine, loser, while Bella, who was sitting beside her, just listened to my speech, which I appreciated. After the ceremony, many people came up to me to congratulate me including my best-friend, Emmett McCarty. Like me, he was also in the football team.

"Yo! Congrats man!" Emmett said giving me a hug.

"Thanks man!" I said patting him on the back.

"Hey, whaddya say? For old time's sake?" he said holding up a Football.

I knew what he meant. And as though right on cue, out of the corner of my eye, I spot Ericka Yorkie with her parents and a boy around Bella's age, who I assume, is the little culprit who hurt my Bella. I look for my parents who I see talking to Emmett's father.

"Let's do this!" I agreed before making a run for it.

As soon as I'm halfway down the aisle, Emmett throws the ball that I was meant to catch.

But I had another idea.

The ball was almost within my reach and I could've caught it if I wanted to.

Only... I didn't.

The ball went whirling past me and perfectly right into Eric Yorkie, hitting him square in the face. He was wearing thickly rimmed glasses which broke in contact with the football and fell to the ground. The boy didn't cry but nevertheless he groaned in pain. His parents who weren't paying attention to him at all were now hovering over him before looking at me, asking for an explanation.

I politely said that it was an accident and that I didn't catch the ball, that Emmett threw, in time. Emmett who was nowhere in sight was probably running to the hills by now.

Coward.

To my surprise, Mr. and Mrs. Yorkie was pretty cavalier about the whole thing and even congratulated me for becoming Valedictorian.

Before I headed back to my family, I apologized once again to Mr. and Mrs. Yorkie for the inconvenience and as well as Eric who was sitting on a chair. I bent down to his level and smiled at him.

"I'm so sorry about your head but maybe you should learn how to dodge as well as how to play softball properly…" I whispered into his ear before getting up, patting him on the head and walking away.

I finally got my diploma and I got my revenge which completely made my day.

After my graduation, the next few weeks were dedicated to packing. I was going to attend college at NYU which was all the way on the other side of the country. I didn't want to, but no other school near Forks offered fine quality education like NYU did. I would surely miss my family and Bella…

School didn't start until September but I needed to go apartment hunting. The dorms in NYU were full and my parents insisted that I just buy an apartment instead of waiting for a spot to be vacated for dorms. Money wasn't an issue when it came to my parents. If anything, we were very well off. My father was one of the most brilliant doctors in Washington and my mother was an amazing architect. Not only that, but me and Alice also had our own trust-funds, courtesy of our late-grandparents, which I had access to since I am of legal age already.

Back to the topic, I was going to miss my family and Bella. Bella didn't take the news of me leaving so well. When I told her that I would be leaving in a few days, being the child that she is, she cried and refused to talk to me even to this day, which upset me. And what's aggravating is that Bella was sleeping over our house for the past few weeks because her mother went to visit her grandma in Arizona because she was sick. The last thing I wanted was to leave Forks knowing that Bella was mad at me.

My dad was helping me load the boxes filled with my things onto the car right now as we prepare for the car ride to the airport. After loading all the boxes into the car, I said my good-byes to my mom, Esme, my little sister, Alice, and even Bella. Yes, she was mad at me but her anger melted when I hugged her only to cause her to start sobbing into my chest which I didn't mind at all. If the roles were reversed, I myself would've cried. I gently pull away from her only to bend down to her level since I was taller than her by more than a foot.

"I'm going to miss you Bella…" I said while wiping her tears with my thumb.

"Me too. Promise you'll write to me?" she asked.

"Of course I will. Silly Bella." I said before getting up and kissing her forehead.

I got into passenger seat of the car and soon enough, my dad started the car and headed out of the driveway and to the airport. When we reached the airport, we said our goodbyes to each other and pretty soon I was boarding on a plane heading to New York.

If only I knew back then what I was leaving behind...

And so it begins... Can I just tell you guys thank you? The last chapter got more responses and more REVIEWS than I expected. Guess who's a happy ducky? You guys are awesome and I love you guys! I really appreciate the feedback that I'm getting for you all. It really means a lot to me. You seriously made my week even though I felt completely shitty over the past few days. Much love is appreciated. So what will happen next? By the way, poll: Do you want Bella to resist Edward? Or do you want her to be completely submissive to him? And also, would you like Bella to be as crass and bad-ass like Dolores or sweet and innocent like she is right now? I'm leaving that decision to you guys and giving you partial control of the story. Anything you'd like to see happen in this story? Your suggestions are always taken into consideration. :) Again, I'll update as often as I can but like I said, no promises. But your reviews will help. Seriously, THEY WILL.