Edward Cullen: Confessions of a Love Sick Geek ~SoapyMayhem
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Chapter 10 ~*Triple Trouble Part One*~
**Edward Cullen**
The moment I looked up from between her legs to see her face in a mask of pleasure, I grew impossibly hard, and had quickly added her expression to my spank bank. She was a fucking goddess.
I wiped the excess arousal from my face, knowing it was only there because I'd face planted into her and started licking and sucking at her swollen pink pussy. It was like honey, sin, and heaven. Now that I knew how Bella tasted, I didn't think I could ever forgo that aspect of foreplay for just a little wham-bam-thank-you-mam.
Afterward, she looked like a wild woman with her sex hair, flushed cheeks, and crumpled up clothes in disarray. She obviously appreciated my skills, and I was feeling quite smug myself. I was nothing if not a whiz at practical application, so with the clear instructions I'd found, I was able to achieve my goal in giving her a g-spot orgasm.
She began straightening her clothes. I was as well, all while trying to get rid of my everlasting boner. I tried using my previous technics for softening myself, but with Bella standing so close smelling sweet the way she did, it was nearly impossible. I was still straining against my khakis.
I stood first and fidgeted with my t-shirt wondering how long it would take to dry the wet spot from where I had wiped my face. Just as Bella stood up she bumped her head on the tent in my pants.
"Oohff," I huffed in discomfort, but relief at the same time that she hadn't hit my balls.
"Oh no, Edward, are you okay?" She asked anxiously, frowning like someone had stolen her favorite toy. I chuckled because really I was fine, she didn't know that.
"He's a little sore, but we'll be alright," I teased, then internally grimaced at myself for referring to my cock as if it was a person. Bella must have caught on to my teasing because she decided to take it a step further. She got on her knees in front of me directly head to head with my cock.
"Aww," she cooed, "does baby want me to kiss it and make it better?"
I groaned a low guttural sound that was close to a growl. She took my reaction as a go ahead to pop my buttons open and drag down the zipper. She smirked, and then tugged down my pants along with the Incredible Hulk boxers I'd worn, since all my boxer-briefs were in the laundry. I smiled sheepishly, but was too turned on by her assertiveness to care about the embarrassment.
She hadn't taken my cock in her hand or mouth as I'd expected. She was just staring at it with a contemplative look on her face. She stood up suddenly, while I could only look at her dumbly.
"Take my clothes off, Edward," she commanded sternly, and I complied without hesitation. I grabbed the hem of her blouse and slipped it over her head, gasping at the sheer beauty of her breasts. Before I'd only felt them and that alone had been life altering. Seeing them went beyond anything I'd ever imagined.
"Oh, my beautiful Bella," I sighed breathlessly, in appreciation of perfect form. A low moan encouraged me lower her skirt as she slid out of her shoes. I was starting to feel a bit ridiculous standing there half naked with my shirt still on. Before I could get anxious about it, Bella had already begun to remove my shirt as well.
"Lay down," she commanded again huskily. I moved to the bed and laid down on my back excitedly awaiting further instructions. She began to unlace and remove my converse, and then my pants and boxers from around my ankles. Once our clothes were mingled amongst each other on the floor, she crawled across the bed to me, and it was the sexiest fucking thing I'd ever seen.
I was so thankful I'd jacked-off twice before coming over, or I'd have cum at the sight of her. By this point I was totally speechless and willing to let her lead.
"You wanna try something new, baby?" she whispered, her voice suddenly thick with desire. It was then I realized, she was looking at me like I was an oasis in the middle of a desert. I knew then, I'd follow the temptress to the gates of hell if she kept looking at me that way. I nodded to her, as I released a shaky breath. I wasn't sure what she intended to do but I surely wasn't expecting to see her turn away from me then move to straddle my chest. She leaned forward and suddenly I was face to face with her glorious pussy again.
"Fuck, that's hot," I groaned, as she started to ease herself backwards moving her pussy closer and closer to my waiting mouth. From this angle, I knew getting my long fingers in there would be quite a difficult feat, so I figured I would pleasure her with my tongue alone since there were still a few good tricks I hadn't tried on her yet.
The warmth of her breath against my cock elicited a shudder from me, and I knew I wouldn't last long. I was going to try to hold out as long as possible, I needed her to cum first. Suddenly, that warm breath was replaced by her hot tongue, as it lapped at the head of my cock. A muffled groan vibrated out of me and into her pussy, which must have spurred her on because moments later she enveloped me in her mouth. My thighs clenched from the pleasure of feeling her want me so much.
I brought my attention back to her pussy that I'd been mindlessly lapping at for the last minute. I tried to ignore what was happening to my cock so I could focus on the task at hand. I straightened my tongue and began to swirl it around her opening. She arched her back and pressed herself harder against my face, which forced my tongue into her pussy. At the source, she was sweeter than ever. Her taste made my balls tighten and my cock harden further.
Her body was shaking a bit and I needed her to be still so I grabbed hold of both her thighs fixing her in position. Her response was to open her mouth wider for me taking me even farther than the first time. I felt my clenched thighs start to shake under her attack, and I knew I was getting close. I needed to step up my game if I was going to make her cum first.
I turned my attention to her clit, and began nibbling, sucking, and swirling. When I started to pulse my tongue against her quickly, she began grinding her body mindlessly against my face. Her reaction made me want to touch her so bad. I relaxed a hand from the grip I had on her thighs and used it to cup her breast, then tease and tug on her hardened nipples. She began to moan and the vibrations went straight to my core.
I was certain that she was getting close, and when she began to shudder against my ministrations, I knew. We were both gone. Our body's began to quake in tandem as we were both exploded, cumming hard and fast. I heard her cry out in ecstasy onto my cock as I screamed her name into her pussy. I was utterly spent and she seemed to be as well, as she collapsed onto my chest. I gave her swollen pink folds a quick kiss. The kiss would have been chaste had it not been on her pussy.
She rolled off me and turned quickly to lay in my arms. I checked my watch seeing it was only 8:30pm and that I had at least another hour before I needed to leave, since school was starting tomorrow. Bella, being thoughtful pulled the blankets over our naked bodies and snuggled her face into the crook of my neck where she fit like we were two halves of a whole. I kissed her forehead and closed my eyes over the weight of the emotion.
I knew I wouldn't be able to hold off expressing my love for her much longer. I only hoped that the depth of my feelings didn't scare her and that she'd accept them, and if I was luckiest bastard on Earth, she'd return them. I held her tight in my arms, wondering what thoughts were running through her mind.
~*!*~
I was dreaming about warm legs wrapped around my own, soft breasts against my chest, thick locks of hair sticking to the perspiration my neck and warm lips on my chin nibbling and sucking. The best part was the feeling of a warm hand at my hardened cock. Even in my dreams, I knew that I was hard. I felt the hand firmly grasp my cock stroking me into oblivion, but then sensations were off. I realized the hand on my cock was real and not my own. My eyes shot open and were met with warm brown ones, and I lost it, as the orgasm exploded from my body and onto to her tight stomach.
"Unnff," I grunted slightly. I rested my head against hers until my brain recovered from my post-orgasmic stupor. My eyes shot open in shock when I realized I was still at Bella's.
"Oh fuck, Bella what time is it?" I shrieked, in panic.
"Don't be mad but I just woke up a few minutes ago too, but I figured since it was already so late another couple minutes wouldn't make a difference, but umm yeah it's nearly 4:00am," she said hesitantly gauging my reaction.
"Fuck. While I greatly appreciate the absolutely amazing wakeup call you gave me, I have to get up. My mom is gonna kill me," I said regretfully. Her lip caught between her teeth and she nodded but didn't move to release me from her grasp. I looked into her sad eyes and melted. My body's traitorous response to her was to start kissing her fully on the mouth, until I heard a faint vibrating sound from across her room.
"I don't… want to get up either, baby, but… I gotta, my… phone is on vibrate and I can… hear it buzzing over there," I panted breathlessly.
She pouted, but unwrapped her legs from around my waist so I could get up. I sighed frustrated at the loss of contact. It took everything in me to cross the expanse of her room and get to my phone. Whoever was calling was no longer on the line. I listened to the last message from two-minutes ago. It was from my father, worriedly warning me that mom had just gotten off the phone with Charlie, who said he run by the house to see if I was still here. Shit!
"Bella get dressed, NOW!" I shouted panicking, while I threw my clothes on. "Your dad will be here any second."
"Oh, fuck," she shrieked, and scrambled out of the bed putting on her clothes in a blur.
"Look let's just run downstairs and pretend to have fallen asleep on the couch together, fully clothed," I suggested anxiously.
"Okay that sounds like a good idea," she agreed, just as the sound of the cruiser's tires crunching across the gravel interrupted my thought process.
"RUN," I shouted, "NOW!" Thankfully all my clothes were on by then except my shoes, so I grabbed them and raced down the stairs with Bella following close behind. Just as Bella started buttoning her sweater the car door slammed shut, and the sound of Charlie on the phone with someone could be heard.
"Yeah, his car is still here. I'm on my way in right now to check on them," he said sounding irritated. As his footsteps were getting louder, I noticed that the last button on Bella's sweater was finally buttoned. I was about to breathe a sigh of relief until I realized that I never unbuttoned Bella's shirt last night. She was wearing a red blouse not the purple knit cardigan from the night before.
"Shit, Bella, that's the wrong shirt," I whispered. She only shrugged and then took up her position lying against my chest with her eyes closed. I decided to take her quick dismissal as a sign of her confidence that Charlie wouldn't notice. I could only hope that he was not astutely concerned enough with his daughters clothing to remember that she was wearing something different earlier.
The door finally opened and my eyes were shut, so I wasn't aware of the expression on his face.
"Well, they're here. They're asleep on the couch. They must have been watching a movie or something. Okay. Yup. Alright. I will. No it's no problem. Goodnight to you too. Bye," he whispered.
"Alright, kids time to wake up," he advised gruffly.
We feigned grogginess and confusion, in an attempt to keep up the façade, and then Charlie left to finish his shift at the station.
Bella and I yawned at the same time, and we both finished with a chuckle. I pulled her closer to me, looking into her eyes to see if they would give me a glimpse into what she was thinking. I couldn't be sure, but I hoped that they were reflecting something close to the love I had for her.
"Last night was the best night of my life, Edward. I wish I could wake up in your arms every morning," she sighed dreamily. My heart clenched at the thought of living with Bella.
"Me too, baby," I choked out, a bit teary eyed for a second. I nuzzled into her hair to keep her from noticing how emotional I was at the moment.
"I guess I need to get up and go home before my parents call the police, oh wait that already happened," I muttered sarcastically, and Bella just giggled.
"Will you be in much trouble?" she asked worriedly biting her lip. Well fuck, I hadn't even thought about getting in trouble. I mean, Emmett was the troublemaker in our family. There were very few incidents that warranted punishment where I was concerned. Emmett on the other hand, as I recall was grounded for a week for coming home drunk, late one night after a party. I knew I shouldn't be worried Charlie had made it sound accidental. Which was the truth, other than the fact that we weren't on the couch, but naked in his teenage daughter's bed. Fuck. A week ago, I never would have believed I'd ever be in that position.
"Umm, I don't think so. I mean your dad made it sound unintentional, so I think they will probable just give me a lecture about responsibility and keeping my phone on at all times," I grimaced at the idea of sitting at the kitchen table while my parents give me looks of disproval.
"Uh, I hate when Charlie tries to lecture me, I bet after last night he tries to give me the sex talk," she groaned, and I felt my face heat up.
~*!*~
I gathered my belongings, and put on my shoes and socks. I looked up at Bella to see her looking at me strangely. "Hey, what's the matter?" I probed hesitantly.
"Oh, umm, nothing really, I was just thinking about school. I didn't go to orientation, you know. So I don't even know what classes I was assigned. We might not have any together, and that would suck," she said with a tinge of sadness in her voice.
"Hey, it'll work out fine. I mean, you get to choose your electives today, right?" I questioned hopefully. She nodded, I continued. "Well my last class is a free period, and at the very least we can take that together."
"Okay," she smiled seemingly placated.
Before leaving, I feathered kisses her cheeks and closed eyelids, then planted the most passionate kiss I could muster on her lips. I then accessed her stunned expression and smirked because of the effect I'd had on her.
Mischievously, I leaned forward and whispered in her ear huskily, "you wanna ride?"
"Huh, what?" she sputtered incredulously.
"To school?" I added smugly.
"Oh, um yes please," she smiled sheepishly. I chuckled in response.
~*!*~
My parents weren't too sore about the whole spending the night with Bella thing, but they warned me not to let it happen again. Spending the night at Bella's was never an issue when we were younger, but now that were practically adults with sex drives, and in a relationship, I supposed they might see things a bit differently.
I was hardly able to sleep after the talk and waking up to Bella's amazing hand-job, so I spent the rest of the morning choosing my school clothes.
I was briefly concerned that Alice hadn't made a point to call me this weekend to find out about Bella, but remembered that she was visiting Jasper in Seattle. I also hoped that she was trying to give me some privacy for once, and not meddle with my life. I was grateful for Alice's help especially since it gave me the confidence to ask Bella out. Who knows how long we might have denied our feelings to each other, had I not spoken up at the party. I needed to do something nice for Alice and Rose to thank them. I briefly considered making them characters in my comic, but figured that they'd much prefer me to take them to dinner or get them a gift or something.
~*!*~
I was trying to decide on my school clothes, when an idea popped into my head. There was no doubt in my mind that the population of Forks High was not going to cause a ruckus over my new look. There was very little recognition at the party the other night, as most of my time had been spent in the kitchen with Tanya, in the bathroom alone, or with Bella in Rosalie's room.
I craved anonymity where school was concerned, and I'd already achieved my goals of getting shape for Bella. Not to mention the fact that Bella liked me geeky. The picture of me in her hope chest proved that. Could I do it, I wondered. Yes, I think I could I smirked. "Sorry, Alice," I muttered to myself.
In my closet I found my favorite slightly-worn 1970's vintage Batman and Joker t-shirt and my brown corduroys, but then decided I didn't want to piss Alice off that much. I thought she would be less angry if I at least blended some of my old clothes with my new ones, and I did enjoy the way Bella looked at my ass in my other jeans. So I put on the newer Alice approved jeans, my Joker t-shirt which was almost too tight on me now, and my green Members Only jacket. I finished the look with my new green converse high-tops that strangely enough, Alice let me buy without a fight.
I went in the bathroom and grabbed my contact lenses case and removed the filmy objects from my eyes. My hand reached blindly into the cabinet under the sink looking for the bag that held my new frames. I located them behind all of my hair products, and smiled when my vision became clearer. With my glasses on, I was able to see my face again, and even like this, I still looked pretty good. Happily, though, I looked a lot more like I had before.
Now, I wondered what to do with my hair. Fuck-it, I thought, I liked the damn sex-hair. So I spent the next thirty minutes creating the look of controlled chaos on the top of my head. By the time I was done, it was already time to pick Bella up for school. I grabbed my backpack that contained my school supplies and my keys and ran to the door with a lightness I'd never felt before.
I sang along with the Beastie Boys all the way to Bella's. When I got there, the cruiser was already back, no doubt that Charlie had fallen asleep after a long shift, his second in as many nights. I let myself inside and found Bella sitting at the kitchen table with a book in one hand and a spoon full of Fruity Pebbles in the other. She hadn't heard me so I propped myself against the door frame and cleared my throat loudly.
"What Dad," she asked irritably without looking up from her book, "isn't one sex-talk enough for today, or did you want to embarrass me more?" She eat the bite of cereal, obviously slurping her milk for effect.
"Damn, Bella," I groaned huskily, "I didn't know you were so kinky as to have a daddy fetish." She snapped her head in my direction and then her eyes widened and her mouth fell open. I stifled a laugh when I noticed a bit of milk dribbling down her chin from her gaping mouth.
"Holy shit, Edward, you look really fucking hot," she exclaimed after coming out of her dazed state.
"Really? Because I was trying to look like I normally do, and I dunno, just avoid getting attention a lot of today," I sighed worriedly. She frowned at my response and shook her head in disbelief.
"Well, I don't know about everyone else, but I won't be able to stop thinking about you after seeing you looking that delicious," she smirked, I fucking blushed again.
Before leaving I grabbed a bowl of cereal since I'd missed breakfast because I had been anxious to get back to her. We got in the car to make the short drive to school and to our first day as seniors.
~*!*~
As we approached the parking lot, we could see Alice, Rose, Angela and Ben, were standing near Alice's canary yellow Volkswagen Beetle, chatting animatedly. Bella and I pulled into the space next to them. She placed her hand atop mine and squeezed reassuringly. In that moment the weight of what was about to happen hit me. She and I had been in our own little bubble of happiness this weekend and now we were about to let the world in to see what we were.
She broke me from my thoughts when I felt her lean across the seats to kiss my jaw. I smiled and turned to her to kiss her as fully, and as passionately as I had earlier that morning. Fuck, and then I had wood. She looked back and forth from my hardened cock to my face a few times before sighing.
"You don't know how bad I want to help you with that right now or how fucking wet you made me with that kiss," she groaned. I groaned in response and was about to insist that we skip first period to go make out somewhere, when a light tap at the window awoke me from my fantasy.
We both glanced up to see all of our friends standing expectantly outside my car window staring at us. I didn't even try to hide the frown on my face as I hid my erection with my backpack and exited the car.
"Edward, what the hell is this?" Alice asked with her finger poking at my chest.
"It's a fucking t-shirt Alice," I spat, and then grasped Bella's hand and pulled her into my side meaningfully. She wrapped her arm around my waist and grinned at our friends. Alice, Rose and Angela all started jumping up and down screaming, and for the time my fashion faux pas had been forgotten.
"Edward, you should have called me, and you," she directed to Bella with an amused huff, "you definitely should have called me."
"Yea well, Edward and I were kinda busy," she smirked, and I felt my face heat up at memory of us in the sixty-nine position last night. Those memories were doing nothing to help the tent between my legs. Before we were asked to elaborate, the first bell rang signaling that classes would start in ten minutes.
"I gotta go to the office to get my schedule. So I'll meet you near the cafeteria during first break. That is, if we don't have any classes together before that, okay?" she advised nervously.
"Okay, beautiful," I sighed and cupped her cheeks while kissing her forehead. Her eyes were alight and she blushed for some reason before turning toward the office. I stood there a moment watching her walk away, well her ass in particular.
She was wearing a dark pair of skinny jeans red converse low-tops and a black and white striped boat-neck sweater that enhanced her cleavage and creamy pale skin, without looking slutty. Her hair was straightened and pulled back from her face with a red headband. She looked amazing, and I was suddenly worried that I might not be graced with her presence for more than a few minutes at a time for the next several hours. I was hooked, and now that I'd sampled Bella, I was sure she'd become a full time addiction. I'd never get enough.
I turned back to my friends to be met with a few incredulous stares. "What," I muttered, "do I have food on my face or something?"
Rosalie spoke up for everyone "No, I just didn't expect to see you two looking so cozy together this soon. It's just that, it didn't look awkward at all, I mean you both look like you've been fucking each other for years. It's a little shocking, is all."
I frowned pondering the things Rosalie said, I almost felt like I should be offended by her comments, but she really hadn't said anything negative about mine and Bella's new found relationship, so I just shrugged indifferently. The staring was bothering me so I glanced at my watch meaningfully, and then looked up at everyone with a cocked brow wondering if anyone else had any judgments' to make about Bella and I, before I turned and walked toward class.
As I entered the familiar halls I was stunned by how much smaller everything looked, after spending the summer away from this place. I couldn't tell if it was just for the fact that I'd changed physically or if it were a more emotional thing. I liked to believe that with my new found confidence, something I had always feared suddenly didn't seem to be so scary anymore.
I walked proudly down the hall toward my locker and was starting to feel pretty good until people started looking at me, as recognition set it the whispering began, and by the time I got to my locker, girls were walking by smiling and giggling at me. What the fuck? I knew there wasn't any food on my face, then I became worried that maybe Tanya had said something, but quickly dismissed the idea as she wouldn't want people knowing I'd puked on her for touching and kissing me. I had a feeling that little tidbit would be way more detrimental to her reputation than my nonexistent one. I couldn't figure out why the girls were acting this way, but I wasn't going to stick around and find out. I hurried to my first period English literature class.
Disappointedly, Bella was not in the class, I was thankful, however, that Rose was. She and I sat near the back of the class together. I couldn't help but notice Rose kept chuckling about something every time one of the girls in our class turned to look at me smiling. I had a feeling Rose knew what the girls thought was so amusing about me, but she just ignored my piercing gaze throughout the entire class. I was certain she did when she rushed out the classroom before I had a chance to ask her about it.
I walked to my second period trig class excitedly looking for Bella, hoping she'd be there, she wasn't. The only friend in my class was Angela and she was too busy making eyes at Ben to notice me. This time at sat at the head of the class so I could be spared the smirks and giggles coming from my annoying female classmates, but this was almost worse. I could feel their eyes on me, and it was wholly unsettling. I kept running my fingers through my hair anxiously, and was hardly able to pay attention to Ms. Holmes course overview.
When the bell rang I was out of my seat in a rush to get to the cafeteria where Bella wanted to meet me during the fifteen minute break we were all allotted at this time each day. I stood there for a few minutes waiting staring down at my feet not wanting to meet anyone's eyes, afraid of what I might see. Never had I felt more paranoid than I had than in this moment, and Bella wasn't there to calm me. I began to once again use my breathing exercises in hope of preventing a panic attack. I exhaled a relieved breath when I felt a small hand on my forearm, but when I looked at the person it was attached to, the face was all wrong.
The stunning brown eyes and mahogany hair I'd been expecting weren't there to meet me, only icy blue eyes and blonde curls. I furrowed my brow and looked down at the hand still grasping my arm in confusion. "Jessica, do you need something?" I asked with thinly veiled irritation.
"Edward, right?" she asked curiously while staring at me studiously. "Emmett's brother?"
"Uhh, yeah… what's this about?" I responded tersely, which caused her to frown.
"Oh, uhh yeah, I almost forgot," she said slightly dazed, "Umm, you left this in trigonometry this morning. I looked down at her hand to see a slightly chewed pencil, and frowned.
"Yeah, sorry, but umm that's not mine," I responded frowning slightly.
"Oh, uhh, I guess I was mistaken," she said seemingly unsurprised. She still stood there gripping onto my arm like it was a life preserver, but I couldn't bring myself to push her away for fear of hurting her feelings.
"Was that it?" I asked feeling a bit fed up at that point.
"Yeah, I guess so," she said and her face fell a bit. "I guess I'll go… "
"O-kay," I said emphasizing each syllable wonder why she said she was leaving, yet she was still standing there.
"Umm… yeah, uhh, I like your t-shirt," she muttered as she walked away shaking her head. What the fuck was all that about? I groaned loudly in frustration and looked at my watch. There were only two minutes left in the break and Bella still hadn't shown, so I decided to make a beeline for the bathroom to double-check that hadn't suddenly grown two heads the way people were looking at me today.
I should have known there was no way I could be invisible today. I must have looked like a total freak. I had to mentally chastise myself over the self-deprecating thoughts, reminding myself that Bella liked the way I looked. She drooled all over herself this morning when she saw me. Once in the bathroom, I looked at myself in the mirror and the only thing that was off was the realization that my t-shirt was a little snugger than I remembered. That's when I noticed that the definition of my chest muscles were clearly visible through the soft worn material. The third period bell rang breaking me from my thoughts and I rushed to class again.
I didn't even try to mask the disappointment I felt when Bella wasn't in my French class, and the anger I felt when I saw that Lauren and Jessica were. Knowing I was a whiz at French, Ms. Powell frequently called on me to answer her questions. My face was red as a tomato by the end of class as every time I began to speak the language, nearly every female in class had their eyes trained on me. I suddenly recognized the looks they were giving. I f felt as if they were looking at me like I was something to eat- the way Bella had recently been looking at me.
I stuttered a few of the words out after my realization, and then looked down for the rest of the class alerting Ms. Powell that I wouldn't be answering any more of her questions. I suddenly wondered how I could have been so wrong about my idea of dressing normally so that I wouldn't be noticed. These girl's tastes must have been more in line with Bella's than I would have ever imagined.
When the bell finally rang, I rushed out of class, praying to God that I'd find Bella in my world history class. My prayers went unanswered when I found Rose and Angela there and no Bella. I could already tell this school year was going to fucking suck. I was thankful, I'd gotten to class early so I could confront Rose about my suspicions.
"Hey, what the hell is going on with all these girls today," I whispered through clenched teeth, barely able to hide my agitation.
"Rude much, Cullen?" she cocked a perfectly arched brow at me in challenge. "Don't you think 'Hello Rosalie, my, don't you look stunning as ever, and by the way why are all the ladies drooling over me today?' would have sufficed?"
"Yeah what you said," I sighed resigned.
"Well, from what I heard, Bella wasn't the only one to see you and Tanya kissing at the party and when she was confronted, she decided to start telling people that after she had you, she dumped you for some college guy, so now everyone wants a crack at the new-and-improved Edward Cullen, or so I hear," she replied nonchalantly. What the fuck?
Before I could protest or question her further the bell rang and it was time for class to start. I had no clue how to handle a situation like this. I knew I'd have to enlist the help of Rose and Alice. I wondered if Bella had heard, maybe she'd set everyone straight. I hated the idea, but I knew I couldn't stand back and let Bella handle this for me. It was time to start defending myself, and I knew the only way to do that was to talk to Tanya. I felt the bile rising already.
So that was part one, part two will follw. then will be part three from Bella's POV, after the story will continue normally.
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Fic Recs
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Edward Cullen: Confessions of a Serial Killer by ME- This is my new fic, it is nothing like Love Sick Geek, but if you like lots of twists and good Darkward check it out! The plotline is a bit of a Dexter crossover story, but with our Favorite Twilight characters as the players.
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