Sorry about how long it took me to get this chapter up; I had a serious case of writers block and was focusing my story "How Long is Forever?", the sequel to "Highly Inappropriate".

BPOV

I got ready that morning incredibly fast; I was already waiting outside, sitting on the porch steps; when Edward pulled his car in front of my house. He appeared at my side in a split second, holding his hand out to me. I took it and he situated me in the car before getting in himself and driving off. The car ride was silent, but Edward kept a hold of my hand, smirking whenever my heartbeat got out of control.

"You look tired." Edward finally said, not taking his eyes off the road.

"So do you." I teased, and Edward managed a small laugh. "I had a bad dream." I finally admitted, and Edward's eyes took a pained look.

"I'm sorry." He said, and I knew he wasn't talking about the nightmare.

"It's over now." I said softly, looking at him through my eyelashes.

We were pulling into the school parking lot and Edward didn't respond; just gripped the steering wheel tighter. I saw indents from in the shape of his long fingers. Still silent, he helped me out of the car and wrapped his arm around me, holding me close to his cold, stony side.

"I missed this." He whispered into my hair, kissing my ear gently, and then stiffening, his eyes darkening.

Mike had approached us.

"Hey, Bella!" Mike said, overly enthusiastic.

"Hi." I said shortly, leaning into Edward's side.

"Cullen…..what are you doing back?" Mike asked, and a quiet growl ripped from his throat that only I could hear, since my head was pressed into his shoulder. "Bella told me you were gone for good."

"Our family decided it was time to return." Edward snapped, and the rest of the Cullen's suddenly appeared behind us. "And now I'm back for good." He yanked me even closer to him possessively, and I winced a little when my soft body collided with his unyielding one. Mike must have noticed the animalistic look in Edward's golden eyes, and he took a step back.

"Oh. Well, welcome back." He said sarcastically, then retreated to his first class.

"What was that all about?" I asked in a hushed tone, even though I could guess.

"I didn't like the way he was looking at you." Edward said gruffly, looking over his shoulder at the rest of his siblings. "Or what he was thinking." He shuddered and smiled down at me. But the smile didn't reach his eyes.

"Calm down." Alice chirped from behind us, and Edward snarled.

"Edward!" Emmet boomed, and half the hallway fell silent. "Uh, you dropped this pencil." He handed Edward a pencil, which Edward chucked back at him.

"Keep it." He said, pulling me down the hallway to our first class.

My scarred arm was starting to sting under his cool grip, an uncomfortable reminder of what had happened to us.

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It was late at night, and Edward and I were snuggled against each other on my bed; Edward's hands trailing up and down my stomach and leg.

"I love you." He breathed, and I inhaled his sweet breath eagerly.

"I love you, too." I said, unable to contain my smile.

"Do you know how much I love you?" Edward asked with a sly smile, and my heart broke into a sprint.

"Why don't you show me?" I whispered suggestively. I assumed he wouldn't continue, but his lips suddenly latched to mine and his hands squeezed my sides. I gasped against his mouth and I felt him smile.

My breaths were coming in haggard gasps, and my heart was pounding through my ribcage. Edward's hands nudged my sweater to the side, and his thumb drew a circle around my belly button, making my stomach drop.

Without thinking, I slipped my sweater off, and Edward roughly grabbed me by the shoulders.

"So this is what you've been hiding from me." He muttered, his eyes going wide at the sight of my heavily bandaged arms. Edward's eyes were dangerously dark.

"You tricked me!" I shouted reproachfully, anger seeping into my tone.

"You hid this from me." Edward stated softly, and I slumped down into his grasp, crossing my arms across my chest. "Let me see." He said, reaching for my arm.

I flinched away, desperately throwing my sweater back on; tears were starting to form in my eyes, which were stinging.

"You think that's going to stop me?!" Edward snarled, laughing. He ripped the sweater off of my body, and the tears in my eyes poured down, soaking my skin. Edward growled as he tore the bandages from my arms, his eyes growing more and more black with every passing second. "You did this because of me? Because I left?" He roared, roughly seizing my arm and gesturing to the scars there.

"Yes." I choked out. "I wanted to feel something- anything."

"And this was your solution." He whispered, releasing my arm and getting up off the bed, facing the wall. "TO HURT YOURSELF?!" Edward screamed, whirling around to face me. "What the fuck is wrong with you, Bella? You should have talked to someone, anyone!"

Before I could retort, I felt my body slump against the pillows a split second before I blacked out.

Ok, I won't be updating for awhile, but I promise not to forget about this story again.

Xoxo- Melodyella aka Mellie