Author's Note: She just wants her story told is all. Plus, I'm not sleeping tonight, so I can regulate my sleeping schedule again for school. So enjoy! This one's 8 pages. :)

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Robbery

"Thanks for the ride." I smiled, when we pulled up to my apartment building.

"No problem." He smiled, squeezing my hand.

"Would you walk me to my door?" I asked, smiling.

"Sure."

"I just, I don't live in that great of a neighborhood and..." I trailed off.

"I understand." He smiled, suddenly at my door, holding it open for me.

"Thanks." I smiled, as he shut it behind me.

"No problem." He smiled, holding open the front door as well. We were silent as we climbed the stairs, finally coming to my apartment.

"Thanks again." I smiled, pulling out my keys.

"I don't mind at all." He pushed a piece of hair that had feel on my face out of the way, tucking it behind my ear. I bit my lip at his touch, feeling the heat coming off him. Stop, Isabella! Don't think that way. I tried to convince myself, but failed. I was taken by surprise when he leaned down and kissed me, pushing me against the wall. My hands quickly found his hair, grasping it hard as his hands wrapped themselves around my waist. He released me, finally pulling away. "Sorry. That was uncalled for." he muttered, shaking his head.

"It's okay." I mumbled, fumbling with my keys and opening the door. "Thanks for walking me to my door." I said, going to shut it but was stopped by him. "What are you doing? Wont Mary be worried?" I asked when he stepped inside, shutting the door behind him.

"Don't worry. I just texted her telling her I was going to run by the supermarket soon." he smiled, taking me into his arms.

"We shouldn't. What about your wife? And family?" I asked, looking up at him.

He released me, sighing. "You're right. I'm sorry. I don't know what came over me." he sat down, putting his head into his hands.

"It's okay." I said, putting an arm around his shoulder. He smiled,and turning towards me, started tickling me. "Stop! Stop!" I giggled, twisting under his touch. Somehow or another, I ended up in his lap.

"Why, hello there." He laughed.

"Hi." I mumbled, blushing as I climbed out of his lap. He was about to say something when his phone went off. "That's Mary." I stated, not even waiting for him to look. He nodded. "I'll see you later then, I guess." I smiled, helping him up.

"Yeah, I guess." he frowned, walking to the door. "Bye." he waved, closing the door.

"Bye." I called softly after he closed the door. Sighing, I went and laid, spread eagle across my bed. This is heaven, on Earth. Seriously. It was amazing. I smiled as I relieved the evening I spent with Anthony as I drifted off to sleep.

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"Marie." Mrs. V called to me back to reality from my thoughtless state.

"Yes?" I asked, looking up at her.

"You're needed in the office." She handed me a yellow slip, and went back to teaching. What in the world? I looked at the slip. Hrm. It just said report to the office. I stood up, and gathered my things, not bothering to look back as I walked out of the room.

"Where you headed, Cullen?" Scott, a jock from my fifth hour asked, starring me down.

"Home, hopefully. I've got a hangover like no other." I laughed, not stopping.

"Right on! Have fun." he called at my back.

"Will do." I said over my shoulder, giving him a peace sign. I checked my face in a mirror, making sure I didn't look too bad, before I walked into the office. "Um, I got a note saying I needed to be here..." I started, looking around.

"Ah yes, Miss Cullen. Your father just called. I'm sorry to hear about your uncle. Here's your blue slip." the office lady smiled sadly at me, handing me a blue slip that allowed me to leave the school. Father? I hadn't spoken to my father in years. Who would call the school claiming to be my father? Unless. I smiled on the inside. Anthony. It had to be him. Best play it up. I took it, pouting.

"Thank you ma'am. I'll try."

"Aw, you poor dear." She patted my hand. "But from the sounds of it, your father should be here by now, you probably don't want to keep him waiting."

I nodded. "Will do. Thank you." I pouted walking out the door. Should I just walk home? Or will he be waiting? How do I even know it's him? Maybe it was my dad. Maybe he wanted to reunite with me. Don't get hopeful. The small voice said, he hasn't even tried in the past three years. Why now? I sighed, finally deciding to walk home, as I stepped outside. I frowned, seeing it was just Mary. I knew I shouldn't have gotten excited, thinking it was him. I knew better.

"Hiya. I figured you needed a break from school. So I had Anthony call up the school claiming to be your father to get you out early." Mary announced as I climbed into her car.

"Thanks." I smiled at her. "So, what do you want to do? I've got up to four days I can be out, seeing as my "uncle'" I made quotation marks in the air with my fingers "has died."

She shrugged. "Wanna come shopping with me? It's what I do to get past hard emotions. I don't usually buy, I can't really afford too, but I do like to window shop." She smiled.

"Sure." I smiled. She pulled up to a stop light when her phone went off.

"Hey!" She proclaimed into the phone. She held up a finger, signally and turned right. "Yeah, sure. I can do that. Okay. Okay. I'll see you then. Bye." she snapped the phone shut.

"What was that about?" I wrinkled my forehead.

"Arnie." She proclaimed, smiling. "He just invited me out to lunch...you don't mind if I go, do you? I know we had plans to go shopping.." she trailed off, looking at me hopefully.

"No no, it's cool. Just drop me off at home." I smiled over at her. No work. No school. I could take a bubble bath... I smiled at the thought.

"Can do." She smiled, turning down the street.

"Bye." I called, walking up the steps as she went towards the office.

"Kay. I'll see you later." She called as I climbed up the stairs. I half waved in response, opening my door. I closed it behind me, not bothering to lock it, then I stripped, walking from the living room to my bathroom. I was running hot water into the tub, when I heard something.

"Mary?" I called, pulling on my robe. "Is that you?" I asked, walking into the living room to see the door wide open. "Hello?" I called, looking around. "This isn't funny, Mary. Come out!" I demanded, then heard a scuffling behind me. I turned around to see someone wearing a ski mask going through my purse. "Who are you and what are you doing in my house?" I asked, going back against the wall, and grabbed the phone. The robber turned towards me, and grinned, as he sauntered towards me.

"Marie, watch out!" A sudden voice called, causing the the robber to turn. I turned with him, to see Arnie holding a gun, and Mary hiding behind him. "Come out with your hands up, buddy. I've got a license to carry this, and you're breaking and entering. The courts will look kindly upon me if I were to shoot you right now." Arnie threatened. I could hear Mary talking frantically into the phone, giving the address and what happened to the 911 operator.

"Hey man, I don't want no trouble." the robber said, holding his hands up as he walked towards Arnie.

"Too late, buddy." Arnie smiled, "you don't try to break into or rob one of my tenants without causing trouble. Now let's go." Arnie said, directing the robber, hands still in the air, down the stairs and out the door, as I heard sirens approaching.

"Are you okay, Marie?" Mary asked, slowly approaching me. Unable to speak, I nodded, feeling my whole core shake. "Marie? Are you sure?" she asked, as I slipped down to my knees, starting to cry. "Shh shh." She mumbled, petting my hair as she held onto me. "Let's go honey. We'll get you some clothes and you can come stay with me." She said, helping me stand.

"Okay." I mumbled, letting her lead me into my closet. I watched numbingly as she packed a suitcase full of my clothes.

"Get dressed." She said, handing me a simple dress and sweater. I slipped them on, not bothering to look and see if they matched or even went together. "Put these on. I'll go grab you a pillow. Is there anything else you need?" she asked, pausing at the door.

"Just my purse." I muttered, standing.

"Got that. Okay. I'll be right back." She said, disappearing for a minute, then reappearing. "Let's go." she took my hand, and my bags in the other.

"Sorry, Marie. But the cops need to talk to you." Arnie said, meeting us half way down the stairs, and took the bags from Mary.

"Are you okay to speak to the cops?" Mary asked, touching my arm.

"Yeah." I nodded, and walked down ahead of her, to where a young police officer was waiting for me.

"Are you Marie Cullen?" He asked, tipping his hat back.

"That's me." I nodded.

"Okay, I need to ask you a few questions. Is that alright?" he asked, his eyes kind. I just nodded, looking down at the group. "What time did you get home today?"

"Umm....about 12ish, wouldn't you say, Mary? She gave me a ride home from school today." I turned towards her. She nodded.

"About twelve. Okay. And did you leave the door unlocked?" he asked, taking down notes.

"I- I think I might have. I usually lock it but I figured since I was home I could leave it unlocked, you know?" I wrapped my arms around myself.

"Yes, ma'am. But you really shouldn't. You're lucky your land lord, Mr. Black, heard something going on and came and saved you. You wouldn't believe how many times young girls like yourself get in situations like this without someone there to save them." He shook his head. What would have happened if Arnie hadn't shown up? I started to shake again as I thought of all the things he would have done if Arnie didn't show up. "Ma'am, are you okay?" the cop asked again, his forehead wrinkled with worry.

"Fine." I nodded. "Is that all?" I asked, ready to go.

"Yeah. I have everything I need. Though, I wouldn't suggest leaving your door unlocked again." he said, then nodded, walking back to his car where the robber was cuffed and waiting.

"Come on, honey. Let's go." Mary said, leading me to her car. "I'll be right back." she told Arnie, giving him a quick peck while I strapped myself in. I curled my knees to my chest as she started the car, heading towards the interstate.

"Aren't we going to your house?" I asked as the scenery got familiar.

"No way am I going to go drop you off at my house so that you sit alone. You're going to go over to Anthony's." She shook her head, turning down his road.

"Oh." I mumbled, looking back out the window. That's great. Not only was I going to be a burden to someone, it was going to be to him. I sighed inwardly. "You know, I think I'll be fine at my house." I said, readjusting in the seat.

"Don't be silly. There's no way I'm leaving you in that place alone. You need to be with people. Besides, there's no telling if or when that robber will come back." she smiled. "You wont be a burden, I promise."

"I hope not." I sighed as we pulled up. Christina was standing on the front porch, holding little Aileey. Her eyes narrowed when she saw it was us.

"Hello, Mary, Marie." She smiled forcefully at us. "What a pleasant surprise. What are you guys doing here?"

"She's going to help me house sit while you guys are out of town." Mary smiled as we carried our stuff up the stairs. "For when I have to work or run to get something."

"Oh right. Okay. Well, there's money on the counter if you guys need it." She called, placing Aileey in her carrier.

"Okay, we've got it. Have fun on your trip!" Mary smiled, waving as she disappeared around the turn.

"What was that about?" I asked, turning towards her.

She shrugged. "She's real hesitant to let you around Anthony."

"Ohh." I mumbled. Good reason.

"Yeah." she smiled, and opened the door. "Let's get our stuff inside." I nodded, following her in. "I'm going to let you have the master bedroom, just cause." she rolled her eyes. "I'll take the spare. That's the master there," she pointed to a room. "You can just set your stuff down." I nodded again, opening the door, and gasped. Anthony was standing in front of me, naked. His hair was wet and dripping down his neck onto his chest and back. He wasn't in amazing shape, but he was sexy none the less. And boy, was he packing.

"Oh god, sorry!" I yelled, closing the door again, the thought of him naked still fresh in my memory.

"What is it?!" Mary asked, rushing to my side. As soon as she said it, Anthony opened the door, a towel wrapped around his waist. "Oh." she said simply. "Sorry. I didn't mean to blind you. Come put your bags in my room." She smiled, pulling me along. I couldn't take my eyes off of him. He grinned in return, shaking his semi long hair and splashing me with water. I giggled and waved as she pulled me around the corner.

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"Are you sure you're going to be alright?" Mary asked again with her hand on her knob.

"Fine." I nodded. "I'm probably just going to watch some tv and go to bed anyways." I shrugged.

"Okay, well, you have my number if you need me." She waved, disappearing out the door. I sighed, settling into the couch, flipping through the channels, trying to find something on. Anthony had disappeared while I was in the shower, so I hadn't gotten to say goodbye. I pouted. No, Isabella. Bad! No thinking like that. I sighed. What was the point? It's not like it's going to matter in the end. He was off with his loving wife. And their kids. I finally settled on Comedy Central, which was playing some comedian that told nothing but sex jokes. I must have drifted off, because the next thing I knew, I was being carried.

"Huh?!" I said, my eyes fluttering open. What was going on?! Who had me? I looked up, and gasped. It was Anthony! "What are you doing here?" I asked, raising an eyebrow at him.

"Work called. Can't get the time off needed." he smiled.

"Ahh I see." I nodded. "but why are you carrying me?"

He shrugged. "You looked too cute to wake up." I rolled my eyes. He laughed. "don't believe me then."

"I didn't say I didn't believe you." I laughed, and leaned up, kissing his cheek. "Thanks for letting me stay here."

"Don't worry about it." He smiled, leaning down to kiss me softly as he sat me on his bed.

"We shouldn't be doing this." I mumbled as he kissed his way down my neck to my shoulders, where he slid the straps to my shirt down. He smiled, and kissed me again, pushing me backwards onto his bed. I opened my mouth, allowing him to deepen the kiss. I felt his lips turn up in a grin as he ran his hands over my stomach, causing me to shiver in response. He rolled over, pulling me on top of him as he pulled off my shirt, revealing my breasts to the air, the coldness making my nipples harden. He leaned up, taking one in his mouth as he flicked at and rubbed the other, causing me to moan. He pulled away, smiling.

"You like that, don't you?" he smirked, and leaned in again, sucking on my other one, while tugging at my pajama bottoms. I gasped, and nodded. He continued to play with it in his mouth, while he shoved his fingers into my panties. I bit my lip to keep from moaning as he ran his cold fingers over my folds again and again. "Say it, Marie. Tell me how good that feels." He commanded as he kissed and bit at my neck and ear.

"Unbelievable." I whispered in a hoarse voice.

"What do you want me to do?" he said kissing me again. "Tell me what you want me to do to you."

I bit my lip. "I'm not sure. I – I haven't done this before." I mumbled, looking away.

"Never?" he raised an eyebrow at me.

"Not willing." I shook my head.

"Hrm. Well, let me show you how it's done." he whispered, kissing my neck. "I'll be gentle, promise. Now, lean up." he said, pushing my shoulders back on the bed. I leaned up, like he told me too, as he pulled my bottom and panties off, causing me to shiver in the cold air. "Good, now kiss me." he instructed, pulling me close to him. Kissing him was amazing. He was never in a rush, never demanding. Always willing to help and teach me. He shoved his fingers into me again, causing me to moan. "That's what I want to hear." he laughed, kissing my neck. He continued to pump two fingers in and out of me, until I could feel an orgasm building up.

"I'm about to cum." I whispered into his ear as he kissed my neck. He pulled away, smiling as he pulled his fingers out.

"Say my name. I want you to scream it." He smiled, leaning down to kiss my folds, shoving his tongue through them into my core.

"Anthony!" I moaned.

"Louder." He said, licking around the edges, teasing me.

"ANTHONY!" I yelled, probably loud enough to wake the neighbors.

"Good girl." He smiled, shoving his tongue back in me, causing my to arch and my toes to curl. Shakily, I fell back to the bed. "Did you like that?" he asked, kissing up my stomach to my neck. I nodded. "Good, I'm glad." he smiled, kissing me again. I leaned into his kiss, unbuttoning his shirt, then pulled it off. "feisty, are we?" he laughed between my kisses.

"No, I just want you." I mumbled, embarrassed by the way that sounded coming out of my mouth, as I pulled down his pants and boxers, blushing.

"Good. Cause I want you too." he grabbed me, flipping us over so he was on top. "For a long time." he smiled, kissing me again. I giggled, wrapping my arms around his neck.

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"Did you have a good time last night?" I asked Mary the next morning at breakfast.

She shrugged. "It was fun. Sorry about not coming home last night. I got a little tipsy, so Arnie wouldn't let me drive home." She giggled.

"It's kay. I just watched some tv then went to bed." I smiled, taking a sip of coffee.

"Fun. Where'd you sleep?" She asked, her forehead wrinkled.

"In the master suit. Why?"

"I just saw Anthony leave this morning as I got here. Where's Christina and the kids?" she shrugged.

"Oh, they're still out at the campsite. Anthony actually woke me up last night when he got home." I smiled at the memory. What a wake up. "Said something about not being able to say with them cause of work in the morning."

"Oh. I guess he did get the job after all." She sighed.

"Yeah, I guess." I shrugged.

"You two didn't do anything, did you?" she asked me, raising an eyebrow.

"No." I said innocently. We didn't do anything. Except each other. Multiple times. Including the shower. I grinned inwardly, remembering climbing into it this morning. That was hot. Probably my favorite. That or the kitchen counter. "Why do you ask?"

"No reason." She smiled. "Want to go shopping?" She suggested eagerly.

"Sure, let me get my purse." I said, climbing the stairs. I quickly grabbed it, finding a note tucked in it with a daisy. 'Saw this this morning. Thought you'd like it. -Ant' I giggled, and pinned the flower into my hair, shoving the note back into my purse.

"That's pretty." Mary commented as I walked down the stairs.

"Thanks. I found it." I grinned, and walked out the door.

End Chapter.

Author's Note: Okay, we get it. She's a nymph. If the scene seems a bit...pushed or awkward, it's because it is. I'm the biggest little kid ever. I couldn't even write half of it without giggling. Plus, I'm still a virgin, so I don't know the techniques. :) Review, please!

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