A/N: I just gotta get one thing of my chest before I say anything else... NEW MOON WEEK :D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D *ends fan girl squeal*
Okay, so this is the new update, I hope you like it. I PROBABLY won't update until the weekend; chapter 11 isn't fully written yet, and I'd like to start chapter 12 as well so that I got something to continue writing when I've posted. I work better that way. One more thing before you can start reading; the 50th reviewer will get an exclusive tease from a future chapter. You know what that means; start reviewing, people! On with the show =)

Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight or any of the characters. I do own all the books, a poster, the Twilight DVD, and a very nice ticket to New Moon on Sunday =)

The Air I Breathe

Chapter 10

"Bella, wake up. We're home."

When I unwillingly opened my eyes I saw that we were back in Forks. It didn't look like it was raining, and the moon was out. I looked at Edward, and nearly gasped with how utterly beautiful he was in the moonlight. I gave him a sleepy smile, and moved to unfasten my seatbelt. Before I could move another inch, Edward was out of the car and opening my door. I stepped out of the car, pulling my jacket closer to my body. We walked silently to the front door, which Edward unlocked before opening it. He let me go in first, and then closed the door behind us.

"Goodnight Edward," I gave him a small smile.

"Goodnight Bella. Sweet dreams."

I climbed up the stairs slowly, fighting the tiredness that invaded my body. I sloppily removed my make up and brushed out my hair before going back to my room. I didn't even bother unpacking, I just took off my dress and hung it up on a hanger before pulling on my pyjamas and climbing into bed. I was asleep within the minute.

--

It was strange, walking through the house without Esme or Carlisle there. Edward was writing in a brown leather journal when I stepped into the kitchen at noon the following day.

"Morning," he smiled, putting down the journal and closing it. "Coffee?"

"Please," I muttered. I wasn't hungover, since I'd only had two glasses of champagne, but I was really tired and felt physically whacked.

"I was thinking about going grocery shopping in a little while, since there's not much here. Would you like to join me?"

I nodded. "Just let me eat and shower first."

As I stood in the shower a while later, I thought about what I was doing. On one hand I was so drawn to Edward that it almost hurt, but on the other hand it seemed like everything was so easy going with him. I didn't think about how he didn't want me every time I saw him. Sure, it was there at the back of my mind, but unless something directly brought it on, I didn't really think about it.

Toweling off the water, I wrapped one towel around my body and the other one around my hair before stepping out of the bathroom. I was walking down the hallway towards my room when he came up the stairs. He froze when he saw me, and my reaction was similar. I felt my face turn beet red, and I hurried into my room. My face was still burning when I joined him downstairs ten minutes later. It shouldn't have been that bad; I knew he'd seen me in less. But that was when we were both drunk, and I doubted he remembered any of it. At least, I hoped he didn't remember anything.

"I've written a list of everything we need, but if you want anything else just let me know, okay?"

"Sure. Can I drive?"

He seemed taken aback by my request, but nodded. "Off course. You ready to go?"

I grabbed my car keys and jacket and went outside. It wasn't raining, and it didn't look like it would start either. I got into my car and connected my iPod, browsing through the playlists for a suitable one. Edward stepped in, and I drove off. It was nice, driving. It didn't allow much thought for anything else, so it was a nice distraction from Edward.

"Do you want anything special tonight?" Edward asked as he grabbed a cart.

"No, not really. Whatever you want is fine."

Edward smiled. "Lasagna it is."

As I put some vegetables into the cart, I heard a voice I did not want to hear.

"Bella, oh my god. I didn't know you were back yet. Was the wedding beautiful?"

"Hi Jess. Yeah, we got back last night."

Jessica seemed to notice Edward for the first time, and gave him a 'sexy' look.

"Hi there. And you are?"

"I'm Edward, Carlisle Cullen's oldest son." Ever the gentleman, Edward held out his hand to Jessica. She accepted it, and tried to flutter her eyelashes at him, trying to look sexy. She just looked retarded.

"Nice to meet you Edward," she cooed. "I hope to see more of you soon. See you tomorrow Bella."

Great, now she would be all over me tomorrow. "Bye Jess." She left, swaying her hips. She looked kind of comical.

"She's a friend of yours?" Edward asked, and I shrugged.

"Sort of. Do we need any tomatoes?"

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"Okay Bella, spill." Were the first words out of Jess' mouth in Trig the next morning.

"There's nothing to spill. He's going to be watching the house while Carlisle and Esme are in Italy, that's all."

She rolled her eyes. "Honestly Bella, do I have to drag the information out of you?"

No, just leave me alone. "There's still nothing to say. I don't know that much about him." Except that he's a great kisser.

"Come on, you have to know something!"

I was ready to throttle her. "Fine. He'll start working here next term. He's the new music teacher."

After the squeal that left her mouth, I tuned her out. It wasn't until lunch that the topic of Edward came up again, when Jessica told Lauren all about the 'hot new teacher'.

"Okay, so there's an end of the year party at my place tonight." Mike said, and everyone around the table cheered. Except me. "Bella, don't even think about not coming tonight. It's mandatory for all seniors," he grinned.

"Fine, I'll be there," I promised, just to get him off my back. The rest of the day went by quikly, it seemed that the teachers were anxious to go on holiday too.

"I'll pick you up at seven, okay?" Jessica said as we parted by my car.

"Sure. See you later."

The only reason Jessica wanted to pick me up was so that she could get another chance to see Edward, but it worked out fine for me. It meant I didn't have to leave my car at Mike's house. Edward wasn't home when I arrived, but had left a note saying he was over at his new house and that he'd be back with dinner later. True enough, just before seven I heard his car in the driveway.

"Are you going out?" he asked when he saw me, probably confused by my outfit. I was wearing a short denim skirt paired with my Chucks and a long sleeved t-shirt.

"Yeah, Mike's having a party tonight. Jess is picking me up in ten minutes."

"Oh, okay." He set down the pizza boxes he's been carrying on the kitchen island. "You call me when you want to go home."

"You don't have to, I'll just hitch a ride with someone else."

He shook his head. "I promised Esme adn Carlisle that I'd take care of you, and it would make me feel better knowing you'll be home safe.

"Okay." I managed to eat two slices before I heard Jessica's car in the driveway. "See you later." I grabbed my jacket and went out to Jess. She seemed disappointed she didn't get to see Edward, but masked it well.

"Party, WOHO!" She giggled as she tore out from our driveway, and I silently wondered what I'd gotten myself into.

You could hear the music blasting from Mike's house out on the street, and I pulled down my skirt as I walked up to the front door. Jess seemed to be going all out tonight, and was wearing a short slinky number with heels that made her taller than me. The first thing that greeted me by the door was Mike, who looked like he'd gotten a few drinks in him already.

"Bella," his puppy eyes lit up. "You look incredibly hot! Can I get you something to drink?"

"No thanks Mike, I'll get it myself." I made my way to the kitchen, where a keg and various other drinks were. Remembering what happened last time I got drunk, I decided to not get as wasted, and filled a cup with beer. Out in the living-room, someone had pushed back the couches and made a dance floor. Lauren and Jessica were currently dancing with each other, or more like rubbing up against each other, trying to look hot for the guys. And dare I say it worked. Guys can be so disgusting sometimes. I didn't dance. Instead, I stood back and drank my beer. Then my beer was exchanged for a rum and coke.

Within two hours, I was drunk.

As I laughed at the fact that the room was spinning, my phone rang. Laughing at Tyler's attempt to dance, I answered it.

"Hello?" I had to shout over the music, and I nearly spilled out my glass of vodka.

"Bella?"

I grinned widely. "Alice! Hi!"

"Bella, where are you?"

"I'm at Mike's. I'm drunk," I giggled.

"You called my name?" Mike appeared in front of me, and for the first time I noticed that he was actually pretty good looking. In my drunken mind, pretty boy equaled making out, so I grinned widely at him.

"I've gotta go Alice, I'm gonna make out with Mike. See ya!" Somehow I managed to get my phone back into my skirt pocket before I all but threw myself at Mike. He was caught of guard and stumbled backwards into the wall. I knocked back what was left in my glass before attacking Mike's mouth with mine. I may have dropped my glass on the floor, because suddenly it wasn't in my hand anymore.

Mike and I kissed drunkenly and sloppily, and I could feel his hands on my ass. My phone rang again, but I ignored it. Instead, I broke away from Mike's mouth but grabbed the front of his shirt.

"Upstairs," I panted. "Now." We stumbled upstairs, and into what I assumed was Mike's room.

We fell onto the bed, and Mike's mouth found my neck. In some part of my drunken brain I registered that this was Mike, and that I should push him away. Still, I couldn't get my body to cooperate. Before I knew it, we had rolled over so that I was on top, straddling him. His hands were gripping my thighs roughly as we kissed, moving up to grab my ass underneath my skirt.

Then, the door flew open. Both Mike and I turned our heads, and I gasped when I saw Edward standing in the doorway, looking livid.

"Dude, occupied," Mike slurred. Edward stalked into the room, and grabbed my by the arm, forcing me off Mike.

"Hey, let go off me." I protested, trying to pull my arm from his grip. He paid no attention to me however, and like a caveman he simply slung me over his shoulder and stalked downstairs. I was screaming at him to let me go, pounding my fists into his back. I noticed that we were outside when I started to get goosebumps, and I could feel myself sobering up. Edward put me down, and when I looked into his eyes I saw that they were almost black with rage.

"Be quiet and get in the car," he all but sneered at me, and opened the door. Pouting and crossing my arms in front of me, I got into the car. I turned my body towards the window, fuming. Who the fuck did he think he was? What gave him the right to interrupt like that? Somehow, I was sobering up, and realized just what I had been doing. I'd been straddling Mike for God's sake; while he had his hands on my ass. Oh God.

I gave Edward the silent treatment during the ride, and when he pulled up in front of the house I rushed out. I slammed the front door behind me before kicking off my shoes. Esme didn't want us to wear shoes inside the house. I barely made it to the stairs before Edward caught up with me.

"What the hell do you think you're doing?"

"Me? What the hell are you doing? You had no right just barging in there!" I screamed back. I was now almost completely sober, and I was so pissed off at him.

"You were drunk! He was taking advantage of you!"

"You're out of your fucking mind!" He seemed taken aback by my language. "Besides, it's none of your fucking business what I do and with whom."

"The fuck it is!" now it was my turn to be shocked. I'd never heard that kind of language from him before. "I'm supposed to look after you, and that includes NOT letting you fuck some guy while you're drunk!"

I snorted. "Well, you would know all about that, wouldn't you." His eyes almost bulged out of his head. I took a step closer to him. "Just because you don't want to fuck me doesn't that mean that no one else doesn't!"

This sort of broke him, I think. He only stood staring at me. I was about to go upstairs, but he did something I was not expecting.

He kissed me.

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