Ok so I didn't edit this chapter because I am about to leave for work but I wanted to stay on schedule in trying to post a chapter a day so here it is. Please excuse any mistakes :D

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AC/DC- Sin City


2002 (cont.)

BPOV

"Hey." I smiled at Alice who looked at me a little surprised and guilty? Jasper was having way too much fun with the little kids who were having a watergun fight.

"Hey." She glanced at Jasper quickly and back at me, "Joseph bet Jasper he could 'woop his ass' at a water fight." I nodded understanding. I looked for Edward but I didn't see him. "Who was the cute lifeguard?" She pointed behind me with her chin, towards where I'd left Jacob. I blushed as I bit my lip.

"Charlie was trying to make me consider Jacob." Alice's mouth dropped, eyes playful.

"As in..." She wiggled her eyebrows suggestively.

"Yup." I popped the 'p.' I noticed myself looking for the silky auburn hair around the lake feeling a slight disappointment when I didn't find him.

"Nuh uh!"

"Uh huh." I laughed not knowing if she was shocked there was a potential boyfriend or if my father, the straight-laced police chief was playing cupid with his only daughter.

"You're so straight-laced Bella. "I love it; I just want to dirty you up."

I looked at my feet, hair covering my face as I closed my eyes trying to kill the adrenaline shooting through my bloodstream. I felt the familiar qlench of my lower abdomen as erotic memories of Edward came crashing down.

Again. I want to see him like that again.

Shut the fuck up.

Whatever, it's not like he won't. He already warned you today, remember?

My subconscious was right, he had warned me earlier before going off to clean up. I didn't know if my logical side or subconscious was the one to cheer. I need to talk to Dr. Carter about running a background check for possible schizophrenia in my family.

"Bella?" Jasper called my attention tilting his head to the side in hopes of attracting my vision. He was drenched, patches of water over his clothes.

"Huh?" I asked dumbly noticing Alice wasn't with us anymore.

"I was just saying what great view the lake offers." He pointed to the forest outlining the other side of the lake, it did look beautiful and peaceful. No wonder Dad fished so often.

"Yeah, I really love it here. My dad fishes a lot so he's always here every chance he gets when he's not at the station." I nodded.

"Station? Is your father a firefighter?" He asked curiously.

"No, a policeman." I looked to him proudly.

"She's lying." I turned at the smoldering voice of Edward, he was walking towards us with a bouncing Alice, "he's not just a police officer he is the police officer." I rolled my eyes, unlike me Edward liked to brag about everything. "Her dad's Forks' Chief of Police." He reached us, dark green eyes frozen.

Is he angry?

"Oh wow that must be really cool." Jasper exclaimed, probably thinking of Dad like some badass superhero. Don't get me wrong I was insanely proud of Dad going up in the world but he was just Charlie to me, Dad. Everyone in town treated him with warm respect, which I loved. Outsiders were always intimidated by him though, not Jasper.

"Does he have an arsenal of guns and knives?"

"No," Edward snickered as he started for the edge of the forest that outlined the lake, "Chief Swan is not an assassin Jasper." He rolled his eyes, as Alice went into this whole story on how Dad busted a smuggling attempt.

It had been pretty scary when it happened three years ago. Charlie was on duty by the highway, waiting for too-fast drivers when he stopped a blacked out SUV. He noticed abnormally shaped objects wrapped in black trash bags and their mysterious and antsy behavior. Assuming something was up, he searched the vehicle before giving them the speeding ticket and have them drive off.

They had been trying to smuggle the arms from Idaho to California, Charlie said they had been amateur gangsters and assumed the police force was weak in the outskirts of the small towns.

Not Forks though, we had Dad.

He got a slew of awards for his excellence on the force. It was great because it distracted him from the divorce proceedings Renee had begun in Phoenix.

Renee.

I hadn't thought of her in a long time, I guess my connection to her wasn't as strong as a normal mother/daughter connection, so unlike Esme's and Alice's. Well, I hope she's happy with her new, younger husband in Arizona.

She tried calling me from time to time- I never gave her my personal number, acting as if she hadn't done anything at all. She would prattle on about her new life whenever I took her calls. She would never speak to Charlie though, never apologizing for what she did. "You understand right honey?" She would ask me over the phone. "I wasn't happy...with your father." She would amended quickly but I wasn't stupid.

She didn't care, she just felt guilty and was trying to kill the guilt she felt for walking away, but not because she cared about us. She was afraid of her own karmic energy.

Thinking of Renee pissed me off. I followed Edward, Alice and Jasper into the forest, it wasn't thick around the lake but I knew better. I walked slowly holding on to low branches and the damp trunks of the magnificent trees. I kept my eyes on the floor watching out for roots, dips in the forest floor or anything that could cause me to fall.

I was clumsy as hell even though no one ever said it to my face. They called me fat but not clumsy. Jerks.

"Wait Edward!" Alice called out stopping twenty feet away from me as I carefully stepped over a huge root that was popped out of the soft dirt. Edward was naturally fast and his impatience never helped him out. He was already fifty feet away when I'd only walked a few feet from the edge of the lakeshore trying not to fall on my face.

He was so aware of his body and moved gracefully, completely the opposite of me.

Edward turned angrily and jumped around the floor, making me think of a mountain lion knowing where to land and how to avoid the dips. He got to me in thirty seconds eyes still frozen. "You go on ahead Alice I want to show Jasper the waterfall." He told her over his chin, "you know how to get there right?"

"Yeah of course!" She grabbed Jasper's hand who was obviously not used to being in a forest and she dragged Jasper towards the small waterfall that fed the lake, tripping every now and then. I smiled ruefully, I felt his pain.

Edward took my own hand and pulled me deeper into the woods but unlike Alice, he wasn't in a hurry to reach the fall. He looked around sharply listening for people before speaking.

"So," he always started this way when he wanted to talk about something serious, "who's this Jacob guy?" His voice was unnaturally rough as he searched my face, his lips turning into a hard line.

I had to force my hand from not touching it and trying to smooth the hardness out. "Jacob?" I asked stiffly.

"Yes, Jacob." He rolled his eyes emphasizing, still angry.

"He's just a friend." I was too embarrassed to admit that my father wanted me to see Jacob as a possible boyfriend. Not just because Edward would probably make a cutting remark about how no one would ever want me as a girlfriend but also because I felt… guilty.

"Really?" I could tell he didn't believe me, he took a step forward still searching. I took a step back not understanding him, I didn't like the feeling of his hold on me. It was so strong.

"Yes." I dig my foot in the soft dirt, thankful I'd worn my old pair of converse and not my new blue and black ones Dad gave me for my birthday.

"Look at me when you say that." He took another step forward, I took a step back reflexively feeling the predatory mood he was in.

I pursed my lips annoyed he was being such an ass, "he is just a friend." I looked at him, hoping he saw the anger in my eyes. "What is it to you anyway?" I spat not understanding him.

He growled and pushed me up against a young Bigleaf maple, I realized how close I'd been because I wasn't against it in less than half a second. He didn't push himself against me but stood so close to me I could feel his soft green cardigan matching his eyes and our surroundings.

I looked at his face, feeling the deep breath come in to my lungs by itself. He was so beautiful.

"What is it to me?" His voice was mocking and mirthless. His eyes softened from a weathering storm to a hot tropical rain. "I'll be upset Bella." His voice was dripping with dry seduction, he didn't meet my eyes instead he played with the end of some of my hair, fingers ghosting my right breast. "Our game would be over if you got yourself a boyfriend."

His sharp jaw, high cheekbones, plump bottom lip, his lowered lashes held my attention more than what he was saying. Trying to regain consciousness, I said nothing.

He looked up, slowly looking through his lashes. His eyes had turned into melted jade, "do you want to end our game Bella?" He caressed my name, wrapping it around his lips like it a comfortable blanket.

I swallowed hard, feeling my erratic heart beat as I bit my lip trying to wake up from his spell. "I-I don't know."

Anger flashed in his eyes but he quickly killed it. As I said, Edward was dangerous when reined in his emotions. He went back to watching the ends of my hair he had in his hands, playing with them like one did with a diamond to see how it flickers in the light.

"You really did forget what it feels like to be under me…" He whispered more to himself than to me.

"I was never under you Edward." I corrected him, finding some of my fire but it was gone before I grasped it.

He chuckled darkly not looking up, "you were under my spell darling."

And still am, handsome.

Was that me or my subconscious? I looked at her, she was having a moment watching Edward.

I looked at Edward carefully, he was looking at my lips. I knew that look, he was about to kiss me. Yes, yes yes please. This time I didn't need to ask myself who'd said that in my head.

Before I could analyze my pleading he took my lips into his own. Every other kiss he'd ever given me had been a rough, unexpected and forceful. This one though was expected, forceful but not rough. The jagged edges of his other kisses were not present in this one.

He pushed me against the bark raising my chin to have better access to my mouth. The hint of cigarette, mint and his usual dark taste was present. My subconscience squirmed excitedly.

Oh how I've missed you. She exclaimed gleefully eyes on Edward.

"Let me in." He whispered breathlessly, putting his forehead to mine. Thinking he wanted to add tongue to the mix I whimpered acceptance; he came back to my lips as I opened my mouth infinitesimally.

He dug his hands into my waist, as his tongue caressed my mouth; his fire was back and so was mine.

"Mmmm." He moaned appreciatively.

"You know about French kissing Bella?"

"No."

"Wanna try it?... I promise you'll like it.

He was right. It was fun, more so than when I lunged my tongue in his mouth the day of Alice's masquerade. Instead of being something quick and sudden, Edward took his time getting to know my mouth, pushing me further into the maple. I began feeling dizzy but I didn't know from what exactly.

The kiss, the fire or the fact that he was impossibly close to me?

He pulled away out of breath, the rush of fresh air felt different in my lungs. Foreign.

Wanted to keep tasting his heady concoction.

We looked at each other, fighting to see who was on top. I wasn't going to give in so easily this time. He'd already used his ace so he had no hidden cards stashed away.

Knowing Edward though, he wouldn't care.

"We should get back." I let out between shallow breaths, he ran his hand through his hair keeping it there for a bit.

"You're right." He looked to the fall's direction, as if he'd completely forgotten about his sister and friend. "Come on." He wrapped his arm low in my waist, his hand grasped my hip possessively as he led me through the forest, remembering I needed help getting through it.

He's just making sure you don't fall and break your neck. He would be pissed if you got hurt on his watch, it's not in his best interest to have you fall. My insecurities came out quickly.

My subconscious rolled her eyes, angry that I was listening to them. She turned back to Edward not wanting me to ruin her good mood.

I was officially certifiable.

Not even. She thought dryly watching Edward's sharp jaw, her mouth watering.

Good thing I had a psychiatrist.

~.~.~.

Edward dropped me off at Charlie's, Alice told me she would call me later in the evening to talk about going to Seattle for some Christmas shopping. I agreed, saying goodbye to Jasper.

I'd thought he would be a bad influence on Edward, wait wait wait. Edward is the darker one of the two it should be the other way around, and besides what do you care about Edward's circle hmm?

I ignored my subconscious' chiding thinking back to Jasper. I figured he'd just gotten plastered the night before because he couldn't deal with his parents' cruel rejection and found alcohol as a poor bandaid.

He'd teased Edward in front of Alice and I. Telling us stories on how he would be stalked by most of the female and some of the male populations in Hanover.

Alice had stored this as ammo for later but I just listened at the edge of the small pond in front of the fall's mouth. By the time the water got to me it was quiet and smooth. I traced my index and middle finger through the surface trying hard not to dip them in hopes of actually feeling the water's surface as I listened about Edward's possible hoes.

"She offered him a whiskey sour but he didn't like it," Jasper stage whispered to Alice as Edward rolled his eyes, looking to me quickly.

"You got so drunk off of such a girly drink that night if I remember correctly." Edward shot back, he with them in a small patch of grass not so far from me. Alice leaned on her elbow watching Jasper intently. Edward sat closest to me though, almost like a link between them and me as if trying to keep me in the conversation.

I just played with the water.

"Hey, whiskey sours are not girly and who could say no to free drinks?" He chuckled as Alice giggled, "but don't drink until you're twenty one though." He added seriously probably not wanting to be a bad influence on Alice and upset her older brother.

"Hey you and Edward are eighteen and drink!" Alice fired up.

"It's not the same thing, you're my best friend's little sister."

"You tell 'er Jasper." Edward said, his voice sounding closer to me, I turned around to see him drop next to me.

"What's the matter?" He tilted his head to the side, eyes on my face studying me again. I looked at him thoughtfully, he was used to fast cars and apparently fast women. Why then, was he so into our game? He knew I wouldn't give it to him ever.

Apparently you don't know either, my subconscious told me lasciviously.

"Nothing just thinking about all the fun you must have had with that redhead." I spat turning back to the water, it didn't calm me anymore.

"What?" He laughed.

"You don't need to lie to me Edward." I tasted the venom in my voice, drinking and feeling it burn deep inside of me.

"You seriously think I fucked that bitch?" His voice dropped to a deathly whisper, watching Alice and Jasper to see they were too enthralled in their gender discrimination argument.

"That's right." I turned my cheek from him, breathing deeply.

"You can be so stupid some times Bella." He laughed darkly shaking his head, I snapped my neck back to him, enraged but decided to not continue our argument. There was no point.

This obviously soured my mood and I didn't speak to him for the rest of the outing.

"Hey." Edward called me as I turned towards my house. I gave out an annoyed sigh turning back pointedly.

"What?"

"Nothing, just checking." He turned forward and sped off in the blink of an eye surprising Alice and Jasper. I watched his Volvo disappear into the street, he'd decided to take the back streets to get to his house. I sighed.

So frustrating.

I unlocked my door and waked inside, knowing Charlie wasn't home I still called out his name just in case. I was alone so I decided to make myself a cup of coffee but for the first time in my life I had a craving to spike it with alcohol.

What is that about?

You want something stronger, duh.

I wasn't talking to you.

Well too bad because I was.

Ugh.

You're so blind. She rolled her eyes and went back to fantasizing about Edward's jaw. It did look scrupulous now that I took the time to study it. Ha!

Shut up.

I went upstairs with my coffee and decided to listen to some music to cool off the anger I felt towards Edward; I snuggled on top of my bed covers, I didn't want to undo the bed so early in the afternoon.

My line rang, that was fast. I thought about Alice calling me so early when she'd said she would call me after dinner. Maybe she forgot to tell me something.

"Hey Alice."

"Wrong." He growled. He was in attack mode, I could tell. Well then, this I knew how to deal with. Oh yes, yes yes! My subconscious jumped up and down squealing in happiness, fist pumping and all.

"What do you want Cullen?"

"You, Swan."

"Shut up." I felt the familiar pull of my nether regions wishing I could kill that small part of me that enjoyed his raunchiness.

He chuckled darkly onto the phone. "Are you alone?"

"Why do you want to know?" I bit my lip thinking that maybe he would come pick me off and have his way with me as punishment.

Yes please, just please. Quiet, you.

"Are you alone?" I took a deep breath trying to read his mind, it would have been easier to have him in front of me but I had to figure this out blindly.

"Yes I am." I gritted my teeth thinking about hanging up on him. Why wasn't I doing it? I don't have to talk to him.

So I hung up. The phone rang moments later with no change in it's ring, except I knew better.

I could feel Edward's rage and indignation pulsating off the phone. Being in tune with his feelings but noticing the childhood dread I didn't answer and instead unhooked the line. The house phone began to ring in less time than when I first hung up on my line.

I couldn't unhook that line, it was too important. So I ignored it and decided it wasn't too early to go to bed as I tried to will him to stop.

He did after ten minutes of nonstop ringing, I looked out of my covers slowly as if waiting for the phone to come alive and jump in my bed from downstairs. I sighed, feeling relief the storm had passed and tried to take a nap before making dinner knowing Charlie didn't get home until eleven.

I felt sleep begin to soften my edges and sighed into my pillow thinking of pirate Edward for some reason. But this time I didn't fight it, I just let the memories play in my head, enjoying the familiar burn in the pit of my stomach.

That is until I heard the doorbell.

What the fuck man. I was just about to fall asleep. I got up pissed and groggy, making sure to grasp on the banister to prevent possible accidents. I opened the door not checking to see who it was. Charlie would be pissed if he knew you didn't check. My subconscious told me bitterly. She'd enjoyed my resignation and watched the memories freely without having to fight me.

I blinked once to be able to focus on my visitor and closed the door in his face automatically. He was too fast for me pushing the door aside and rushing in before I had a chance to fight him.

"Edward!" I yelled between my teeth as I collided with my door after failing to close the door in his face.

"You hung up on me." He growled, he spat just as venomously as I'd done at the waterfall's edge. Ignoring the awakened carnal feels fresh from remembering last year, I controlled my voice trying to sound as deadly as he did.

"I'm sure I'm the first girl to do so, hurting your fucking ego." I thought of that invisible redhead, Tanya and the army of stunning, sexually active girls that followed him around. "But I'm not one of your whores." I shot out as he twisted his lips, pissed.

His bottom lip jutted making me bite my own trying to calm my libido, it had never been this is awake before, scaring the shit out of me. It had been a mistake to allow the memories flow earlier. I won't be making that mistake again.

"You're not a whore," he said, furious, "and you're not mine." He said in the same tone; there was something laced in his answer but I couldn't place it. Edward was too confusing and vague to really show me all of his moods and codes. He loved being three steps ahead of everyone and he wouldn't hand over a cheat sheet to save his life.

"What do you want Edward?" I felt a sense of defeat at the thought that I would never be able to fully understand him.

"I already told you." His fury died down to a slow, still burning heat.

I crossed my arms around myself, not understanding him. He looked away looking around, gears turning.

All the fucking sudden I felt his grasp around my upper arm pulling me towards the second floor. "Hey what the fuck are you doing?"

We got to the landing as he looked around, being the first time he'd ever been in the second floor. He saw my open door and dragged me in, locking the door behind him. "Edward I'm going to yell if you don't leave!" I warned thinking of the white whistle Dad had given me two years ago.

"Shush, baby." He looked around my childhood room, taking in the pale purple- my favorite color then, my Spice Girls and Yellow Ranger posters smiling slightly. "Nice."

He saw my undone bed and grinned devilishly, nostalgia hit me in a fresh wave. "You were sleeping?"

"Yes." I huffed, my arms around me and turning away childishly.

"Hmmm..." He took off his coat and cardigan unbuttoning his button down shirt.

"Not again." I groaned. YES, YES, YES, OH GOD YES! The voice screamed at the top of her lungs, pure elation running through her- my veins.

"Oh. You remember so quickly." He laid down on my bed making himself comfortable, I noticed he didn't take off his jeans this time. Awww... Shut up.

He closed his eyes breathing in deeply, "aaahhh... it's stronger here. I like it." He whispered more to himself than to me, before I could ask for clarification he turned to me, his angelic face was between mischievous and teasing. He pulled his arm out and beckoned me to him with his long index finger.

I swallowed, this had not happened last year.

"Come here Bella."

"No." I shook my head, feeling the strange pooling between my legs.

"Bella." He sang seductively, "come to me baby."

"What are you going to do to me?" The voice hoped for something dirty, I didn't know if that's what I truly wanted but either way I fought it as hard as I could.

"I won't do anything to you," he didn't drop the playful tone. "I promise."

"Then why do you want me to go over to you when you're laying on my bed?"

"Trust me love." His playful tone dropped three octaves, as he tilted his chin downward, his green eyes flooding with tempting darkness. I bit my lip and felt myself take a step closer.

His grin got wider but then dropped, as the darkness totally clouded his eyes, his lips parted slightly as I took the second step and looked down at him on my bed at the edge of the bed. "Get on." He whispered hoarsely.

I took a slow, deep breath and slowly swung my leg around his torso making sure not to sit on it and putting most of my weight on my knees. I was sure he was used to smaller girls and didn't need him to make fun of my weight.

I looked to him as his eyes twinkled, different emotions running through them. "Kiss me. Slowly." He instructed closing his eyes and taking a sharp intake of breath. I did as asked and slowly lowered my face on to his not caring that my hair was brushing against the side of his face. He sighed just as I reached his lips. The cigarette and minty smell were gone but his breath still made me dizzy. I took a second to gather my thoughts before kissing him. Slowly like he wanted.

The kiss was chaste and totally different to what we'd ever experimented with. I have to say, it was nice but I could feel the low rumblings of an earthquake making its way through his chest. Feeling empowered and trying to enjoy the slow kiss before it turned into something more I touched his jaw feeling a slight stubble I'd never felt before.

I felt a hard, sudden clench in my lower stomach. It was so strong I had to push my knees together to make it stop. Instead though I managed to push myself closer to Edward's face. He grinned into the kiss opening his mouth and roughly spinning us around.

The earthquake was here.

"You're such a good kisser." He whispered as his lips roamed my chin as he bit and sucked southward. I gasped feeling the fire burn and escape its container following Edward's lips. He found my neck and found shelter there.

"Ugh." I groaned enjoying the well-known feeling but hating myself for letting him control me the way he did.

"You like that baby?" He whispered into my warm and wet skin sending cold chills down my spine.

"Mmm." I moaned hoping that was a good enough answer for him. Edward hummed in approval as he moved the other side of my neck. My breathing hiked when he swirled his tongue at the crook of my neck, I couldn't kill the loud groan that escaped my lips.

Edward hummed again, not separating his lips from my neck and deciding to go for my clavicle. I swallowed hard at the memory of his finger ghosting his last year. I stopped him suddenly he looked at me in fearful shock.

"I want to do that to you." I whispered hoarsely, knowing I was just preventing him from going any further with me. I didn't want to stop what we were doing though, and since I'd already seen his lower body I didn't mind using it as a gameboard.

"Alright." He nodded, understanding what I was doing. We spun together as I perched myself on top of him again.

Feeling stupid for letting my naivete and insecurities take over, I ordered to take off his shirt. He cocked an eyebrow but didn't argue. He unbuttoned his shirt as I glued my eyes to his deliberately slow fingers, his own eyes watching me intently. I notice the ghost of his devilish grin appear again.

He slugged off his shirt looking at me with a weird expression, letting it drop to the floor. His eyes cleared but were overtaken by a nervous storm. I looked away from his face and forced my eyes on his naked chest.

I'd never seen Edward shirtless.

I didn't need to fight to stare at his chest, my eyes glued themselves to the planes of his chest feeling the saliva pool in my mouth. He had a tiny dusting of auburn hair under his bellybutton and headed to dangerous territory. I bit hard into my lip thinking of what was hidden under me.

He licked his lips and lowering his lids as an evil grin inched its way through his luscious lips. I noticed something black between the left side of his clavicle and his shoulder bone.

Is that writing?

Wait.

I looked at the black script clearer, my mouth dropped forgetting everything else as he bit his own lip anticipating my reaction. I gasped loudly looking at him with wide eyes quickly and back to the script.

"Edward!" I ran my thumb roughly through the writing hoping it was just regular ink and and seeing it smear. But the ink he used was normal ink nor did it smear. "YOU GOT A TATTOO?!"

"Yeah." He grinned devilishly, leaning back on his elbows shifting a little. "What do you think?" He asked shifting under me.

I scowled giving him a dark look and studied the new blemish on his beautiful body. I looked at the script deciphering the old Latin font the idiot had chosen, "pe-cca-vi." I read out loud.

"It means-" he said excitedly but I put my hand up to stop him. I wanted to figure this out in hopes of understanding him a little more. He shut up for once letting me order him around and remembered Mrs. Goff my Spanish teacher and her curriculum.

The verb in question starts with 'peca-' and the the suffix ends with an i. That means I as in me.

Ok. Spanish words that start with that prefix.

Pescador?

No that's 'fisherman'

Peleador?

No, that's 'fighter' as in aggressor. I rolled my eyes at the voice's weak help.

I looked at Edward, running through adjectives that would describe him.

Arrogant. Confidant. Condescending. Aware of his power. Temperamental. Passionate. Handsome. SEXY. Troublemaker. Sinful.

"Bella?" Edward asked distracting my mental process.

"Shhh. I want to figure it out myself."

"Oh." He sounded surprised. "Ok but I doubt you'll be able to figure it out." He said arrogantly. Ugh see I am right.

You're no closer to figure it out so maybe he has a point. The voice stuck out her tongue at me.

Ok back to the word.

Wait. What was the last one?

The voice looked at me confused, sinful?

The word for sin was pecar. I looked back at the word the puzzle pieces coming together.

The letter i adds the English equivalent of "me."

I looked at Edward, he loved anything that was off limits. The masquerade came back to view. I heard myself explain the history of masquerades.

"Masquerades were created for the Renaissance aristocracy to hide behind intricate and dramatic masks covering the whole of their face, wearing extravagant dresses and openly indulge in the sins of man- alcohol, sex, pride, envy and greed."

Edward sitting by his window, smoking his cigarette, flask full of alcohol wearing a masquerade costume.

"You smoke and drink all under the age of eighteen. Wow Edward who are you trying to be? Next you'll be telling me you got yourself a tattoo on the inside of your left calf." He grinned devilishly, "wait... you didn't!"

"Not yet, but I want a naked woman climaxing wrapped around me."

Edward was all about sin, he was the type to brag about his sins.

Wait.

I stared at the little word, breaking it in my mind again.

Pecca- sin plus -vi roughly equals to sin-me.

Peccavi

Edward bragging...

"I have sinned." I looked at Edward reading his face, his eyebrows shot up mouth opening up in total shock. I grinned knowing I was right. I didn't need him to give me the affirmative. I knew I'd broken this code.

"How-you-" He fell onto my bed, in a dumb stupor still staring at me, "amazing..." He whispered trying to read my mind.

I grinned at him wide and condescending, thank you Mrs. Goff.


Bella's thought process? That's actually how I think; it's confusing to some people but that's how I figure vocabulary words that have Latin roots- I translate them to Spanish. Let's say the word I don't know is 'postmortem'.

What I'll do is notice the Latin roots then I'll say something like:

Ok. The suffix 'port' means 'after' and "mortem" is muerte= death.

The word portmortem equals 'after death.'

Putting the two puzzle pieces together if I need to switch to "correct" English I do.

I hope that helped in understanding Bella's tangents hahaha ;D

P.S. It's worth being bilingual, if you're not I recommend you take up a language, you never know when it might come in handy :D