Married at Seventeen

Authors Note: Okay lets clear up something shall we. Yes the Cullen's are still Vampires. I made them differently than the book as well as how much Edward can handle or resist Bella. Um yes Mike is a jerk isn't he well I hope you like what he gets……Read and Review!

Chapter four:

Edward was walking next to me as I began to fiddle with the keys. I had like fifty. I had my keys still from back home. My mother insisted on me keeping them with me in case I decided I wanted to come back, and I had the ones Charlie gave me.

I had a key to my old room, a house key, the garage key, my bike lock key, my mom's spare car key, my truck key, Charlie's house key, a key to my room, a desk key, and a key to the back door. Why it was different then the front door, I had no idea. Okay so maybe that's not fifty but that's a lot of keys plus all of my key chains.

I could tell he was watching me search for the house key, a smile on his face. When I found it I went to unlock the door. My hands were shaking. Great I hope Edward wasn't watching me. Why was I shaking anyway, l usually don't. I tuned the key and unlocked the door, Edward followed me in.

I set my keys down on the table and I set my book bag down next to them. I sighed and looked at him. "Do you want anything to eat?"

A grin formed on his face as he thought. I wonder if it was a joke of some kind. I waited for him to answer.

"Drink maybe?" I asked instead and then his eyes lit up.

He sighed, "No I'm good actually. What about you, Bella, you didn't eat anything."

"I'm fine. So what did you want to talk about?" I walked past him and went into the living room. He didn't follow me. Instead he walked up to a table and picked up a picture. He looked at it for awhile and then set it back down as if it was never moved. "You never did tell me how you knew where I lived." He turned to me now. His smile gone.

"Out of all the things you could possibly ask me, you pick that one?" his voice was playful. He walked over and sat down in the chair opposite of me.

I just stared at him waiting for my answer.

"Bella, I may be new to this town and school and everything, but I'm not unobservant. That and I have connections." He simply smiled.

"So what you mean to tell me is you had your dad go through my files to get my address?" I was a little confused.

"I could have done that," he paused, "It was on possibility."

"Was?" I asked him, "You make it sound like there are more."

"I don't have to tell you everything do I?" his smile was gone. "Now out of all the school's I've ever been to, this is the first time I've ever been married."

I sighed. He wanted to talk to me about marriage. Why?

"You don't sound too happy about that." He crossed his arm, still looking at me. "Do you have something against marrying people?" he pressed.

I looked away. Why does he care anyway what my views on this project are? Marriage. Who really needs to get married anyway? "Bella?"

"It's a long story." I finally said. "How many schools have you been to?"

"It's not like we don't have time Bella," his smile now back. "Why do you want to know my school count?"

"I was just wondering actually. You said out off all of the schools you went to…I guess that made me curious." That and I was trying to change the subject.

"More than five," he told me, "I'm used to being a new student. It doesn't really bother me anymore."

Hmm…I wonder, "What about your friends or your girlfriends do they like it when you move away?"

He laughed. "I never have time to make friends really Bella, or I don't try to." He hesitated. "I move around a lot and I guess you could say I like to be alone."

"So before now you have never talked to someone outside of school before?" I asked, "Someone that's not in your family?"

"No, we usually stick together for the most part. We don't really like getting involved with people." His voice was soft, "So I guess I answered your other question too."

"You seem like the kind of person that wouldn't have a problem getting a girlfriend."

He sighed, "I guess I never found anyone of interest before."

"No girls pretty enough for you?" I questioned.

"It's not that Bella. Look's aren't everything you know?"

"Then what is it?"

He looked away from me. I didn't like when he did that. "I don't think it is," he paused looking for the right word to say, "Possible for me to get close to anyone."

"What do you mean? Possible?" I was now confused. It's possible for everyone to get close to someone.

"Well I don't really have luck I guess you could say, with the girls. Well some aren't all that bad but most only like me for how I look," he struggled with his words. "That and I don't really feel the need to get involved with someone so I go my own way."

I didn't know what to say to him now. He was being honest with me and I wasn't being honest with him. I wonder if that bothers him at all. I looked down at my hands on my lap. I sighed and almost whispered, "It broke my parents apart."

He looked at me but didn't say anything. I continued to play with my hands not looking up. Maybe he though my reason was stupid. "They were young and got married right out of school."

"So you hate marriage because it tore your parents apart?" he asked me.

"No I don't hate it for doing that to my family. I just sometimes think that I'm following in their footsteps and I'm going to be married at seventeen." Wow that sounds weird now.

"Just because you're young doesn't mean you're following your parents place Bella." Edward told me and I looked up at him. "You have your entire life to figure out what you want to do and who you want to be married to. No you don't have to marry the first guy you meet or date because actually, there are plenty of guys out there. Guys better then Mike."

"How did he get in this?"

He sighed, "The point is Bella no one is forcing you to get married at seventeen, or eighteen. You can wait till your twenty-six if you wanted to."

I laughed, "It's not just the age that bothers me. It's just that if you get married young, everyone thinks it's because the girls pregnant." He looked confused, "Well, how I look at marriage is differently from others I guess. I don't want to be stuck in a small town where no secrets are kept. I want to be able to do something with myself."

"That doesn't seem so hard. I just still don't understand why you hate marriage." Edward was smiling now.

"I just have a feeling that I'm going to be stuck with Mike forever and get married young."

"Why is that?"

"Mike can be hostile at times I guess. He has problems with his temper." My voice was a whisper, "He can be really sweet when he wants to be, but lately he's been the opposite I guess. He's been yelling at me and controlling me."

"Why are you with him then Bella?" he was confused.

"That's just it, I don't know."

We sat in silence for what seemed like forever. Why was I still with him? What did I even see in him in the first place? That I could not remember to save my life. Edward stood up after looking at his watch. "I have to get going." He told me though his objected. "I need to pick my brothers and sisters up from school."

I forgot about that. My truck! It's still there in the parking lot. "My…"

He cut me off, "I will have Alice or Emmett drop your truck off if you don't mind?"

It's like he read my mind, "No I guess that's fine. I really don't feel like explaining to Charlie that I left school because of Mike."

He half smiled, "I have your truck back before he gets home don't worry." He assured me. "Should I have them leave the keys in the truck or put them in the mailbox?"

"Um…" What kind of question was that? Why couldn't they just bring them to me inside? "I guess they could always bring them to me?"

"Well you don't really know them so I didn't know if that would be best…" he trailed off. "I'll bring your keys by later." After that he turned around and left taking my keys with him.

I sat in silence for the longest time. I didn't really have that much homework since it was Friday. I got that done in an hour. What I had missed for leaving early I would have to get on Monday. I wonder what Mike thought when he saw that both Edward and me were absent in biology. If anything it probably wasn't good.

My truck was returned a half hour later like Edward had told me, just no keys. Why did he want to give them to me later? Maybe I was missing something. It was five thirty now and Charlie would be home in thirty minutes. I got up and decided to make dinner. I haven't made him dinner in awhile and his cooking was starting to kill me.

"Hey Bells," Charlie said as he walked in the door, "That smells good." He seemed shocked that I was cooking again. "How was school?"

"It wasn't too bad I guess nothing really exciting." I lied.

"Well that's good I guess," he was looking through the mail. Sorting out all the junk mail from the actual real mail. "How's Mike?"

"Same." A simple answer which wasn't a lie.

"He didn't get to mad that you had to cancel on him?" he was opening what looked like the phone bill.

I sighed, "Well he was upset I guess but he's fine."

"Any plans for tonight?"

I watched him carefully as he read over the bill. He seemed unhappy with it. "Um…no actually I don't plan on going anywhere."

Small talk I hated small talk. It seems more like twenty questions but I'm used to it. Charlie sighed, "Bella where's your cell phone?" he asked me.

"In my book bag, why?" I asked.

"Can you go and get it for me?" I stared at him wondering why he would want my phone. I walked over to my book bag and took it out of the front pocket. My phone was on silent for school. When I opened it I had fifty missed calls and thirty new text messages. I shut my phone and handed it to Charlie. "You can have it back in two weeks." He turned it off and put it in his desk, locking it after he shut it. "Next time don't run up the bill."

I didn't say anything after all he did warn me. I wonder how much the bill is. Most of it was probably from Mike, he always had to talk to me and he loves to keep me on the phone until 3am sometimes. Maybe this isn't such a bad thing after all. I smiled to myself.

We ate dinner in silence which wasn't uncommon for us to do. Charlie seemed more into his food so I wasn't going to make him talk. I guess he missed my cooking as much as I did. Ribs, potatoes, beans, and garlic bread. I couldn't help but smile when I looked at his face all covered in barbeque sauce. He was like a little kid when he ate sometimes.

I was clearing off the table and getting ready to wash the dishes when the doorbell rang. Charlie didn't like having to get up out of his chair after a good meal but he did anyway. I started on the dishes hoping it was no one special. Special.

Edward? Could it be him? I tried to listen to the voices but I couldn't hear anything over the water.

"Hey sweetie," he said coming in the kitchen and I sighed, "What's wrong with your phone?"

"Nothing's wrong with my phone." He leaned against the counter as I rinsed off the plate.

"Okay, so if nothing's wrong with your phone why don't you answer it?" he questioned, anger visible in his voice.

"My dad took it away because you call me too much." I told him as I picked up another plate and started to wash it.

"So you're ditching school now?" he asked folding his arms across his chest.

I dropped the plate, "No Mike, I'm not."

"Okay so if you're so called 'not' then why weren't you in class?" his was pissed, but he was keeping his voice down so Charlie couldn't hear. "Were you with him, Bella?"

"Who?" I asked him.

"You know who I'm fucking talking about Bella!" he yelled at me, "Where you?"

"What I do with other people is none of your business," I said in a normal tone, Charlie was now listening to our conversation thanks to Mike. "I am allowed to have a life with other people too! My life doesn't stop existing when you walk away from me."

"Well it should!" he shot back, "Then you wouldn't be off with some other guy who's brainwashing you!"

"Brainwashing me?" I was shocked, "You have got to be kidding me, Mike. I have to talk to Edward because of the school marriage project! He's not some random stranger I met on the street."

"You don't even know him, Bella!" he continued to yell at me, "You are my girlfriend not his, Bella, mine. What part of that don't you understand?"

Charlie was about it interfere in this fight but a knock on the door stopped him. "Mike you are overacting again."

"Right I am," he started again, "It's always me not you! Your just so special that you never do anything wrong!"

"Mike that's not true and that's not what I said," Why was he screaming at me now? Is that all he came here to do. All he wanted was to scream at me? "Why are you twisting my words?"

"Bella, I've told you time and time again to stay away from him!"

"Mike I've only met him yesterday and your acting like I've been cheating on you with him for months! He has no interest in me what so ever!"

"Yeah that's what they all say," His voice was quieter now but the anger was still there. "Bella, your attitude needs to change now because I don't like the way you're treating me."

Why did he have to do this? Does he get some kind of thrill yelling at people? I know he can be an ass at times but he's never like this. I didn't want to keep the 'what I can and can't do' fight going, so I walked away from him.

"Where are you going?" he asked following me. I left the kitchen and was going to head for the door to leave but I stopped dead in my tracks. My eyes widened. "Bella, you can't walk away from this," Mike continued to talk, "That and its rude to walk away from someone when there talking to you."

I turned around to face him. "Talking would require soft voices and people getting along. You have been screaming at me and you say I'm being rude."

"Why Bella why," he began, "I loved how you used to be."

"How she used to be," Charlie said interrupting him walking forward, "Bella used to be a very mature girl," Mike seemed to ignore him. "And you have no right to be yelling at her. Especially over whom she can and cannot see."

"What is he doing here?" Mike's voice was harsh, "Bella?" he looked at me.

"Mike if you're not going to listen to me and respect my daughter," Charlie began, "You will have to leave."

"Bella!" Mike yelled at me. I didn't say anything. I was actually looking forward to see Edward again when he told me that he would bring my keys back. Now with Mike screaming at me, Charlie defending me, and Edward…

"Should I get my badge and put it on?" Charlie suggested, "So then you might listen to me?"

"Badge on or not, I could care less," Mike told him. "You on the other hand, you have to go." He said pointing at Edward.

"Mike, Edward's not going anywhere." I managed to say. He looked repulsed.

"What do you mean…"

"He can stay," I said cutting him off, "You on the other hand need to leave." Wow I was actually standing my ground for once. I liked it. "You don't respect my dad, you don't respect what so ever towards Edward, and you definitely don't respect me. I think it's time you left."

"I'm not going anywhere." Mike said walking forward towards me. I took a step back and I bumped into Edward. I guess I didn't notice him come next to me. I shivered. When was Edward stone cold? Was he always like that? "Not without you, Bella!"

Edward pushed me behind him, "You really need to leave." His voice was serious, angry, but yet calm.

"You really need to back off okay, Edward!" Mike yelled, "You don't even know Bella, she's my girlfriend not yours!"

"She's my wife," He simply said, "I worry about her and her safety when she's with you."

"It's a fucking pretend marriage because of our stupid ass teacher!" he was now in Edward's face, but he didn't move backwards. He remained still as a statue. Just staring at Mike. Well it actually looked more like a death glare.

"Mike," Charlie started, "I want you out of my house now before I drag you out myself!"

"You think you're so cool and tough because you're new. Well you have another thing coming Edward. Your life just became hell. Enjoy it." Mike was smiling. He started to walk past Edward but then stopped. His face was amused.

Then everything happed way to fast. Mike turned around so fast and punched Edward. Or well he tried to. Instead Mike ended up on the ground with Edward standing over him. I stood there starting at them shocked. My dad's expression the same as mine. How did Edward dodge his punch and get him down on the ground before he even got hit.

Mike struggled to get up, screaming as he did, "Bella are you going to do something about this? He threw me on the floor!"

"You had it coming, Mike," Did I just say that? Wow. "I asked you to leave and you didn't."

"That's it!" He screamed, "Your act better change or…"

"Or what Mike, what are you going to do to me?" I asked him. "Just get out!"

"This isn't over." He threatened as he started to leave.

"Actually it is," I told Mike, he looked puzzled. "End of relationship."

"What?" his face was beat red, "This isn't over until I say it's over!" Then he was gone, slamming the door behind him. I looked over at Edward who looked rather calm. My dad on the other hand was furious.

"Bella, I don't want Mike Newton in this house anymore." Charlie told me as he grabbed the phone. "You kids be good, I need to make a call." The he was out of the room.

"Are you okay?" Edward asked, his voice was quiet.

"I'm fine," I told him sitting down, "Never better actually." He laughed at that. "How did you get him down to the floor so fast?"

He stopped laughing. "Oh…I," he hesitated not knowing what to say, "I um…I used to wrestle at my old school."

"Really?" I'd like to see that. "You were on the wrestling team?" I laughed.

"What is that so hard to believe?"

"Maybe." It was just a little. Edward looks so breakable in a way…but he could probably kill someone. He sends off mixed signals, but nothing bad. Just good and scary. "Are you worried about Mike trashing your life?"

"Not really," Edward sat down next to me for once. I held back my smile. "I can take care of myself…as well as my family."

"But Mike knows people, he could hurt you."

"Bella, we can handle ourselves," he assured me, "We've been doing it for a long time."

"You're not scared?"

He laughed silently as he put his arm behind me on the back of the couch. He leaned forward, closer to me until we were nearly touching again, "Not at all…are you?" his voice was just above a whisper. His cold, sweet breath hitting my face.

I shivered.

I loved his eyes. They were a light gold now. Unlike earlier today they were dark. A unique eye color for a unique, but strange person. I smiled at him shaking my head. "Not really I guess no…" I hesitated, "…not with you here."

Authors Note: Okay that's all you get for today. I loved all of your lovely reviews. So send me more reviews and make me the happiest girl alive. If you don't that's fine I'll be happy anyways since it's my 9 month anniversary today... ..

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Should Mike have had more than that happen to him?

Do you want Edward to kill him? Well that's a bit extreme so I don't think I'll go that far, sorry guys.

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