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EPOV.

Okay, so at first I was debating whether I should tell her about my parents or not, but now I'm relieved that I did. She was really supportive, even if I didn't tell her. I've only known her for three days at most, and I'm falling quick and hard for her. Not even my high school girlfriends know about my parents. They would normally ask, but I'd never told them. I thought about keeping stuff back, but it would be too painful to keep some things untold and other things said. I never asked for the life I got.

I often got teased in university for the life I have, with all my burn marks and scars I have. What people don't understand is that I never asked for this life. I never asked to be a sex-slave. I never asked for my parents to die. I actually never asked for pity either. Carlisle didn't pity me, Esme didn't. I didn't want any sympathy. Not even from my school bitch Wynona, she pretended to pity me. But really it was a form of bullying. I think I got bullied a lot, but never really told anyone. I never wanted to tell anyone.

Wynona was the worst though; she would always pull remarks about me. I mean, I wasn't the hottest boy in the school, but I wasn't the most ugly either. Mind you, she was worse with other kids. She thought she was the best, because she would run for our state, or she came first in swimming, or something useless like that. I use to beat her at running, and every time I did, she would tell me she let me win. I would laugh and walk away. She only wanted to fit in, that's why she bullied me. But sometimes I doubt that.

I wanted to stand up to them a couple times, to beat the bullies, but I couldn't find the strength in me to stand up to them. I would often get teased, but I sat there and took it. I couldn't believe I did, but I had no other choice. I wouldn't tell Bella about the bullies, I got laughed at by many girlfriends who thought I was too weak to stand up for myself. I got over it, life went on, and now I have my family to fall back on.

Bella was sleeping in her bed, so I had time to think about all this. I don't know if I love Bella, but I know I don't want to loose her. I wasn't going to be clingy either. I don't want to be one of those freaks that date their students and when they get caught tell the judge that he loves her more than the world. I don't know if I love her, but both of us have promised to keep what we have a secret.

What do we have though? Nothing? We have loneliness to be doing this in the first place. I watched her sleep, she looked so peaceful. "Ugh! Why are you thinking like this? She's your student." I whisper-yell to myself. I got off my huge, empty double bed; it looks so weird with only me sleeping on it.

I walk over to her bed and lay with her; I resisted the urge to wrap my arms around her peaceful form. She smiled in her sleep, I wonder what she's dreaming about. Anything but you, my head was saying. Maybe she was dreaming about a megaly big cake, with her name on it. 'Happy birthday Bella, your 18 today' that's what it would say. The cake would be 10 foot seven high and 5 foot wide. It would have white icing, it would be six tiers big and around each tier it would have a black ribbon with a bow to tie the ribbons together. It would also have pink writing.

She would love the cake, it would have a seat on top of it, she would sit at the top and wave to everyone that came in. then, when I came in her smile would drop and she'd feel like crying. I sighed and rolled onto my elbow, she was still smiling, I bent down and kissed her forehead. She cuddled into me, probably not knowing who I was. I laid there, arms around her, waiting for sleep to take me. This may be a while.

BPOV.

I pretended to sleep; I couldn't really sleep with all the things that he was saying to himself. I'm good at act sleeping. Only because when Mom was away Dad always use to bring girls home with him and I'd have to pretend to sleep so I 'didn't know'. He didn't know I actually did know though. Till this day I've never really figured out why he cheated on mom. He loved mom, didn't he?

Well, he loved me, and I would live with him. Maybe mom was doing the same to him as he is her, 'Treat people as you wanted to be treated yourself'. I've been brought up like that; I'm always going to think like that. I heard someone get off his or her bed. Well, it must've been Edward cause Emmett doesn't wake until someone chucks water at him. I smiled at the thought, and heard Edward sigh. He started walking, the footsteps were getting closer.

Has he seen through my act? He couldn't have. Well, he is a teacher after all. Maybe they teach you this kind of stuff in teacher school. All the best teachers go there. His footsteps stopped. Right next to my bed. I would've looked up at him and kissed him senseless, but my instinct told me not to. I stayed very still as he stood over me. Suddenly the bed dipped a little.

You could tell he was fighting the urge to put his arm around me; I smiled and hugged into him. 'Not about you.' He whispered to himself. What's he thinking about? His breath stopped after a while, like he had just been shocked. I wanted to open my eyes and comfort him. But my mind screamed not to. His breathing picked up again after a couple heartbeats.

He kissed my forehead and I cuddled into him more. He finally wrapped his arms around me. That was when I fell asleep, feeling safe, in his arms.

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I ran into the bathroom after waking up late. Edward woke up not long ago and said that we were running late. I'm skipping breakfast so I can get ready. Edward the lucky bitch got up and left and I have to shower and everything. Okay, I'd done the showering bit now onto hair, little make-up and dressing. After I had gotten through my hair and done some light make-up it was time to dress. I got my suite-case which still hadn't been unpacked from under my bed and picked out the first thing my hands touched.

The first thing I grabbed was a cocktail dress. It was blue with white poka-dots. The front had a bow on it with a thick white ribbon going round it. There was a zipper at the back but you couldn't see it. It ended about mid-thigh and was strapless. What the heck? You're not harming anyone by putting it on. That's right. I put it on, taking my bra-straps off so it was a strapless bra.

I grabbed my converse and headed to first hour. It was Biol with Edward. What a surprise. I ran to his room, luckily people were still going into the room when I got there. Edward stared at me for a long time. But I spotted Emmett and sat by him. He eyed my dress and laughed. I glared at him. He instantly shut up. I smiled at that and concentrated on the people who walked in. Emmett started laughing again. I have no idea why.

He leaned closer to me and whispered, "So, you and Edward sleep well last night?" I felt like slapping him. Luckily no one else heard him.

"And what if we did?" I yell-whispered back. He shrugged and turned to Edward, who was sitting on his desk, like kids to back in school. The last couple students walked in. He smiled at me. Ugh! What is everyone's issue with smiling or laughing at me today? I turned to look at Emmett who winked at me. They're keeping things from me again. I know it, Alice will be the same. I freaking hate this family.

Edward set us on task to answer questions from the biology textbooks. I put my hand up and winked toward Edward. He walked toward me, and when he reached me I said, emotionlessly, "I'm stuck Mr. Cullen. Help me." I winked so he noticed the double meaning, but no one else noticed. When he was in ear shot for whispering, I whispered, "So, what's happening tonight." I tried to sound as flirtatious as possible.

He gulped hard. Obviously my plan is working.

Roll Eastenders titles.

that ducked.

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