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Song: Therapy

Give me therapy
I'm a walking travesty
But I'm smiling at everything
Therapy, you were never a friend to me
You can keep all your misery

~All Time Low :D

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BPOV

"Her name was Tanya," He started, biting his lip. He hesitated, which is what I expected.

I nodded, urging him to continue.

"She was a long-time family friend. We even made mud pies together," Edward smiled. I giggled, thinking of a muddy Edward. Mudward.

"She used to visit us in Port Angeles every summer, up until High School. Her parents passed away in a car accident. Mom and Dad took her and her younger sisters in, Kate and Irina. For the rest of ninth grade, everyone teased me about being gay since I turned down Tanya. Finally, in Junior year, I asked her out to homecoming. That kinda surprised everyone, the gay rumor not being true.

"We were still going strong through the first year of college, even through a long distance relationship. I went to Stanford, she went to NYU. That's when she came over for Christmas. She wasn't my Tanya anymore. She had fake, artificial nails, her nose didn't have the cute little bump anymore, and she acted differently. My mom hated, I mean hated her. She used to fight with her all the time for getting wasted. I was the one who had to take her home all the time. People kept telling me she was bad news, but I didn't believe them."

I bit my lip as he continued the story.

"...Everyone told me. My family, friends, or at least until she drove them away. Then one day, she did something...something I could never forgive her for."

I squeezed his hand, reassuring him that I was still there for him.

"She was fighting with my mother again. And I don't mean verbal. I mean physical."

My eyes widened. "How?!"

"She came home one night, a few days shy of Christmas, extremely drunk. I mean, she couldn't even stand up. I was at one of my night classes, so I couldn't pick her up from the club. Luckily, class was dismissed early, and I had no idea where Tanya was, so she took a cab home. My mom was in the kitchen, waiting for Dad to come home, and Tanya came in. Pissed. She started yelling at Mom, throwing anything in her path at her. Then, she picked up an old wine bottle, broke it and..."

I squeezed his hand. "Was your mom okay?"

"Yeah," He said, squeezing back. "I caught Tanya before she took a swing at her. I've seen her intoxicated numerous times, but this was far worse. We took her to the hospital, and she was okay after a few days. Someone drugged her at the club, so she was hallucinating. I still can't forgive her, she should've known not to take something unknown from a stranger. Her sisters came home to check up on her, and Katie told me why she was after me all these years. She wasn't with me because of me. She was in it for the money and the last name."

I leaned in and kissed him on the cheek. "I don't like this Tanya, but you've got to forgive her someday. Even if she is a gold digger."

"I know," He sighed. "She's in rehab now. Still can't get over the coke and drinks."

"When she gets out, you should forgive her. I'm sure she was very sorry when you broke things off with her," I said.

"We should probably get the ravioli in the pot. I can hear your stomach," He chuckled, his mood lightening up a bit. I patted my tummy, giggling.

The water was boiling now, so we dropped the ravioli in the pot a few at a time. He left the lid off so he could watch the ravioli float up to the surface.

"Did you make the ravioli?" I asked, spooning some out of the water and onto a plate with a paper towel.

"Yup," He said, smiling proudly. "Well, partially. Emmett did the work. I just put the filling in."

I smiled and helped him spoon the rest of the ravioli out of the pot. He put two plates filled with ravioli on the island and pulled up two bar stools.

Spearing a ravioli, I put it in my mouth and chewed. The mushrooms were good.

"Impressive. I've got to give Em props," I laughed.

"Hey! I put the filling in and cooked it!" Edward said, his lips twitching into a smile. I smiled back before taking a sip of my iced tea.

"So, now that I've told you one of my deepest darkest secrets, tell me one of yours," He said casually.

"Okay, I guess it's fair. Um, in tenth grade, Jasper came to visit and we decided to, er, experiment," I admitted.

His eyes widened. "Really? I remember him saying that he's going to visit someone, but I never knew it was you."

"That was the last time I saw him, until now, though," I said.

"So what? He took your virginity?"

"Yeah," I said, blushing.

"I think it's kinda cool," He admitted. "Y'know, losing your virginity to your best friend."

"Yeah," I agreed. I felt weird talking about my virginity with Edward, but I felt nice to open up to him. I took a few more bites of ravioli and washed it down with the last of my iced tea.

"HONEY I'M HOOOOOOMMMMMEEEEEEEE!"

I jumped in my seat before turning around, finding Emmett taking off his tie and shoes.

"You scared the shit out of me!" I gasped. Edward just chuckled and continued eating.

"Aw, I'm sorry Bella," Emmett chuckled. "I invited Rose and Alice here, and I'm sure Jazz is gonna tag along too."

I nodded and finished up the rest of my ravioli when I heard:

I make them good girls go bad
I make them good girls go bad
you were hanging in the corner with your 5 best friends
you heard that I was trouble but you couldn't resist
I make them good girls go bad
I make them good girls go...

The music flowed out of Edward's pocket. Emmett chuckled loudly while Edward's ears turned pink.

He pulled out an iPhone from his pocket.

"They're on their way," He muttered before taking my empty plate.

"Like Wardo's ringtone?" Emmett teased. Edward rolled his eyes and shot me an apologetic look.

"Bella hasn't gone bad," He defended, rolling his green eyes again. I giggled and kissed his cheek.

"Ugh, public affection makes me queasy," Emmett said, covering his eyes.

"We weren't making out in front of you," Edward shot.

Emmett just chuckled and messed up Edward's hair even more.

"Nah, I'm just messing with you two," He said with a smile. "It's refreshing to see you with someone that cares about you."

I blushed and turned away when the front door burst open.

"Em?" I heard Rose's voice echo throughout the house.

"Kitchen!" Emmett answered while putting together his sandwich.

I heard the clacking of Rose's heels, followed by another pair going up the stairs.

"Hey biatch," Rose greeted me with a kiss on the cheek. "Ali and Hippie went upstairs."

I laughed quietly at Rose's nickname for Jasper.

"Wanna walk on the beach? Or too cliché ?" Edward asked me.

"Sure. Sometimes cliché can be good," I smiled.

I followed him out to the beach, which wasn't far from the house. I took off my converse and socks, stepping onto the soft sand. Edward followed in the same pursuit.

"It's so pretty," I sighed, looking at the sky. The sun was low in the sky, nearing the horizon. The sky swirled in a pretty mixture of oranges, pinks and purples.

"Yeah," He agreed.

"Just wondering, do you drive all the way up to Standford?" I asked him.

"Yeah, I don't mind though. I like driving fast," He replied, a smirk playing up on his face. I clutched onto his hand as we walked down the shore, watching the tiny ripples of waves.

"I'm glad you told me what happened about you and Tanya," I said quietly. "You're opening up."

He chuckled. "Maybe you should take up psychology, Dr. Bella."

I rolled my eyes and kissed his hand.

I felt my feet squish into the soft wet sand, the tiny grains tickling in between my toes.

Suddenly, I heard footsteps and giggles behind us. I turned around and saw all of them, Emmett, Rose, Alice and Jasper, frozen in place, looking to the ground.

"Stalkers," Edward coughed before slinging an arm around my shoulders.

"Hey! We were curious," Alice explained.

"Curiosity killed the cat," I said.

She just rolled her eyes. "Well, the reason we came here was to build a bonfire! Wouldn't that be fun?"

I laughed at Alice's eagerness and nodded.

"The fire pit's down there," Jasper pointed over by the trees near the shore.

"I'll get the wood!" Emmett offered, running back up to the house. Rose rolled her eyes and followed him back in.

"Can we toast marshmallows?" Alice asked Jazz.

"Sure," He replied, taking her hand and walked back up to the house.

"So, that leaves us with getting the graham crackers and chocolate?" I asked Edward.

"Yep," He smiled, tightening his arm around my waist. "And the boom box."

We walked back to the beach house, tossed our shoes in the foyer, and foraged through the kitchen for the chocolate and graham crackers. Emmett carried a handful of kindling and lighting fluid while Rose carried a box of beers. Alice held onto the marshmallows and a couple of CD's. Jasper carried some towels and blankets and Edward carried the crackers and boom box while I had the chocolate.

We followed Emmett to the fire pit, setting up the food and blankets around it. The sky had darkened into a deep purpleish pink, the sun slightly peeking on the horizon. Emmett arranged the kindling while we sat on the logs, huddled in our blankets. Emmett poured some lighting fluid on the wood before tossing a lit match in it. The fire slowly built up, using all the wood. We took turns tossing more wood in until it was enough to keep the fire going.

"Cold?" Edward asked.

"A little," I said, digging my feet into the said. He wrapped the blanked closer to me and rubbed my hands, warming them a bit.

I smiled and kissed his cheek. Alice was beaming at me while she stuck marshmallows onto sticks, handing them out to everyone.

"Bella, put this in," She said, handing me my new All Time Low CD.

"Please don't tell me she brought some Jonas Brothers crap," Rosalie muttered.

"No, it's good shit. All time low," I defended, popping the CD in the boom box. I turned to Alice. "You left the cover back at home, right?"

"Yeah yeah. Your precious autographed cover is at home," Alice said, rolling her eyes. "She's been obsessed--"

"I'm not obsessed!" I interrupted. Alice just rolled her eyes and continued.

"--With Alex Gaskarth. I do admit he's cute though!" She said with a twinkle in her eye. Everyone just laughed while holding up their marshmallows near the flame. I looked over next to me at Edward. The golden streaks in his bronzed hair glittered in the fire light. His emerald green eyes glowed in the dark, illuminating his face.

He turned towards me, his eyes widened.

"Uh, Bella?"

"Yeah," I asked, meeting his eyes.

"Your marshmallow's on fire," He said, pointing towards the stick. I shrieked, getting up and sprinting towards the ocean with my burned marshmallow and threw it into the ocean.

"All better!" I sighed, walking back and taking my seat.

Edward's lips were crushed into a thin line, trying not to laugh.

"Here," He said, handing me his marshmallow, which was toasted to perfection. He grabbed a couple of graham crackers and a piece of chocolate from Rose. He sandwiched them together with the sticky marshmallow and held it near my mouth to take a bite.

I chewed off the corner of the sticky sweet goodness, licking my lips. Edward chuckled before handing it to me.

"Aw," I heard Alice whisper. "They are so adorable together, aren't they?"

"Mhm," I heard Rose agree.

I rolled my eyes and held the s'more up to Edward's lips. He took a bite and smiled at me.

"Bells, put it on to your favorite song," Rose said, ruining our moment. I narrowed my eyes at her and skipped to track 7. 'Stella' poured from the speakers.

"C'mon, Bells. Sing!" Alice laughed. "You love this song!"

I shook my head.

"I'll sing!" Emmett offered.

"NO!" Everyone yelled.

"Sheesh," Emmett said.

"C'mon, Bells, we'll sing it with you!" Alice coaxed.

"Ugh, fine. Ali, start," I said, giving in. I tossed her the CD's lyrics.

Alice smiled and started singing along with Alex's voice.

"3 pm, On my feet and staggering
Through misplaced words and a sinking feeling
I got carried away
Sick, Sick of sleeping on the floor
Another night another score
I'm jaded, bottles breaking..."

Alice quickly handed Rose the lyrics and she started singing.

"You're only happy when I'm wasted
I point my finger but I just can't place it
Feels like I'm falling in love
When I'm falling to the bathroom floor
I remember how you tasted
I've had you so many times- lets face it
Feels like I'm falling in love alone
Bella would you take me home?
Bella would you take me home?"

She smiled, putting 'Bella' in instead of 'Stella'.

My cheeks heated up as she handed me the list. I sang along.

"2 am, I'm on a blackout binge again
You know I don't need sleep
And I lost my keys,
But I've got so many friends
And they keep, keep me coming back for more
Another night another score
I'm faded, bottles breaking..."

I handed the sheet to Edward. He quirked an eyebrow at me before shrugging and sang.

"You're only happy when I'm wasted
I point my finger but I just can't place it
Feels like I'm falling in love
When I'm falling to the bathroom floor
I remember how you tasted
I've had you so many times, lets face it
Feels like I'm falling in love alone
Bella would you take me home?"

He smiled and handed the list off to Emmett, and he sang the next verse, letting a laugh escape after every few words. Jasper sang the chorus, adding the 'Bella' in as well. Alice finished the song off, a smile playing up on her lips.

"You were great," Edward smiled, wrapping his arm around my shoulder. I took a swig of the beer Alice handed me.

"You too," I replied, kissing his mouth lightly.

"Ewwwwwwww," Emmett whined.

"Oh, shut up," Alice chastised. "It's not like you groping Rose every waking moment."

I stifled a giggled and held Edward's other hand in mine. He kissed my temple, placing his head on top of mine.

"Picture moment!" Alice squealed, holding out her camera. She took a picture of us, much to our annoyance. She continued taking pictures until we finished the CD and drank all our beers.

"You've gotta sing some more for me sometime," Edward said after awhile.

"Then you've gotta give me a private piano concert sometime," I countered, leaning into his shoulder.

"Of course. Front seats," He said, kissing my hair.

"We should head inside," Jazz said. "It's cold out."

We all agreed and headed back inside.

"Can you guys still drive?" Emmett asked us girls.

"I don't have my car," I said.

"Jazz drove us here," Alice said.

"You should just spend the night here, then. We're too drunk to drive you guys back and I don't want any of you to take a cab home," Edward said in a serious tone.

"Okay," Rose said, grabbing Emmett's hand and dragging him upstairs.

"I don't want to know what's gonna happen up there," I commented.

"You can stay with me, there's plenty of room up in my bedroom," Edward offered.

"I'll take the guest room with Ali," Jasper said, taking off. Alice followed in pursuit.

"C'mon," Edward said, taking my hand in his. I followed him upstairs to his bedroom. I giggled at the sight of his Transformers bed spread again.

"I don't think this will fit you well, but it'll do," Edward said while digging through his dresser. He tossed me an old football jersey and a pair of boxers.

"Thanks," I said, walking to the bathroom. I slipped on the boxers, rolling them up a few times to fit better. I held up the jersey, reading the letters 'CULLEN' on the back, fading a bit. The school colors fading out along with the number '14'. I smiled and pulled on the jersey. It went down to about mid thigh. I balled my shorts and top up and went back to Edward's room.

He laid on the futon, only in his sweat pants.

"Edward, I can sleep on the futon, you know," I said, setting my clothes on the table.

"No, I was raised right. No woman should ever be sleeping on a futon," He argued.

I sighed and gave up, flopping back onto the Transformers-covered bed. I cuddled into his pillow, breathing in his addicting scent. Mmm. Edward-ness.

"Sweet dreams, Bells," He said.

"Good night, Edward," I sighed, wrapping myself up in the bed spread.

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