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BPOV

I was nervous. But excited.

Edward was taking me out tonight and have I mentioned that I'm nervous?

I don't even know why, but it's our first date and what if this screws up everything? What if someone sees us?

What if he thinks I'm boring and too young and changes his mind?

I mean, shit. I haven't been on a date with someone I actually liked in years, and that was a supervised date.

Anything could happen tonight.

I was scared. And I couldn't even call Kate and ask her for clothes and styling tips because no one knew about this except Edward, Jake, and me.

Ugh.

I was in last period at school and my stomach was churning. I was already having a bad hair day and I got a huge pimple on my forehead and it looked like I had a third fucking eye.

Fuck my life.

My leg was bouncing up and down in my chair and I knew it was shaking the table but I couldn't help it. Jake was trying to draw his diagram of whatever it was that he was drawing and I could tell he was getting annoyed.

Finally he slapped one of his huge hands on my thigh, holding my leg down.

"What the fuck is wrong with you?" He growled.

Happy kid.

I pouted. I couldn't hold still. I started cracking my knuckles.

"I'm fine." I squeaked out.

He rolled his eyes. "Seriously. What's wrong?"

"I'm just nervous."

"About what?"

I swallowed. "Edwards taking me on a date tonight."

He rolled his eyes. "Why are you nervous? Is he gonna slip a roofie in your drink or something?"

Now I rolled my eyes. "Yes. That's what I'm nervous about. How did you know?"

He pinched my thigh. I whimpered. That fucking hurt.

The bell rang and we gathered out stuff. Jakes car was broke down so I was his transportation for the rest of the week/weekend.

"So really. What's the big deal?"

I sighed as I pulled out of my parking spot. "What if he decides I'm too immature for him? I mean, I'm not putting out and I'm sure he's never waited this long with any girl. I'm so scared he's gonna realize how much better he can do than me."

"Bella. Listen to me. You are such a catch. Edward would be the biggest dumbfuck in the entire world if he dumped you. And I'm pretty sure you're putting something out, cause you're sporting that post orgasmic glow like 24/7 now, so yeah…" he trailed off and chuckled.

I blushed, but couldn't deny. Edward was a horny fucker, pun intended, and he had created a monster in me.

"Well, yeah. But I know he's gonna want sex soon and I don't know if I'm ready for that. I mean, I'm in love with him and all, but it would be nice if he loved me too. I don't ever want to be that girl who regrets sex? And does it make me a slut? Edward can't ever know how wildly insecure I am; what a turn off."

Shit.

My word vomit would not stop. And Jake ready didn't need to know any of that.

What's wrong with me?

"Bella, take a breath. It's going to be ok. Don't ever do anything you're not ready for with him. If he can't wait, then he's not worth giving your first time too. Your V-card is a big deal, don't treat it like its not. No, it doesn't make you a slut if you sleep with one person. Just chill. You don't have to make these decisions tonight. Just breathe." He finished with laying a hand on my knee and squeezing, effectively calming me down.

I grabbed his hand and intertwined our fingers bringing his up to my mouth so I could kiss his knuckle. "Jake, you're the best friend I've ever had."

He sighed and caressed the back of my hand with his thumb.

I really wished things could be how Jake wanted between us. I really did, but I was in love with Edward and I honestly don't think I could ever risk losing Jake and relationships tend to do that to people. That's why he would always be friend zone. I would always need him in my life.

XXXXX

"This is a disaster!" I wailed from my closer.

This shit was not ok.

I couldn't zip up the back of my dress I had wanted to wear tonight. It made my boobs look exceptional and it was too. Fucking. Tight.

Fuck this shit.

"What's wrong?" Jake asked knocking on the door.

Poor thing had been trying to help me get ready and I was train wreck. Nothing looked good and I was having a shitty hair day. My pimple was looking angry as fuck and I wanted to crawl in bed and die.

I don't know if you've noticed this, but I'm kinda a drama queen. "Baby of the family" syndrome. Can't help it.

"This fucking dress it too fucking tight and I want to kill somebody!" I gritted out, yanking open the door.

Naturally, Jake's eyes went straight to my tits that were threatening to fall out. I'm pretty sure he moaned. I hand to physically stop myself from kicking the crap outta him. Cause, I mean really? Now?

No.

"Jake, my fucking eyes are up here!" He sheepishly looked up and smiled and I just wanted to smack it off him.

He sighed. "Turn around. I'm sure I can make it fit."

So after a long time of tugging and pulling, we made it fit and I chastised myself for that fifth piece of pizza last night. I was such a fatty. How Edward wasn't repulsed, I'll never know.

"So how are you two getting away with this tonight?" Jake asked.

"Well, my parents flew to Vegas for various work conferences and Emmett is…well…I'm not really sure. I've barely seen him all week but I'm sure he'll be busy doing something. So hopefully it all works out."

I took the curlers out of my hair after I had picked out my shoes. And I was surprised that my hair turned out good. Jake was practically panting while helping me by staring at my tits.

He really needed to get some. "So how's Carlie?" I asked, hoping to distract his eyes.

"Not putting out," he sighed. "She'll start to act like she wants to go and then she'll pull the brakes coming up with some lame ass excuse as to why we should stop. I'm getting really to lose my fucking mind!" He wailed.

I felt bad for the dude. I mean, blue balls couldn't be fun or very bearable.

"Maybe she wants to be official before she does anything?" I offered, putting on my eye shadow. I had an hour before Edward got home and he said he would need thirty minutes and then we could go.

Eeeeeeep.

Just had to get that out of my system.

"Who the fuck knows? She won't actually stick around long enough for us to have an actual conversation." He lay back on my bed and sighed.

Poor kid. Just wanted to get some pussy.

"Have you thought about maybe just going after someone who is easier?"

"I don't just want sex, Bella. I would like a relationship too." He sounded annoyed. Great. Just what I wanted, I thought sarcastically.

I went and sat by him, draping my arm over his stomach and resting my head on his chest. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean it like that. Were going to find the perfect girl for you. Just be patient." I kissed his chest and got up, knowing my date was going to start soon.

XXXXX

"Reservation for Cullen." Edward stated to the girl working the front of the restaurant.

"Yes, right this way, Mr. Cullen." She practically purred.

Slut.

Edward was looking extra sexy in a black suit and white button up shirt. I was physically having to refrain myself from jumping him right here, right now.

He had his arm securely around my waist, leading me to our table.

This place really was amazing. There were dancers getting wine from the wine wall that went all up the ceiling and I was surprised at how full it was for a Thursday night. Did people really have enough money to just spend a typical Thursday down here?

Once we were seated, Edward smiled crookedly at me and I beamed back. This was so weird but so fun.

Earlier, before Edward and I had left the house, he had pushed me up against a wall as soon as he saw me and basically kissed the crap outta me. It was blissful. He then told me how fucking sexy I looked and it made me feel really good about myself. I'm a sucker for words.

"You really do look stunning, Bella," he smiled.

"As do you, dear Edward," I said in a dorky semi British tone and Edward laughed and rolled his eyes.

We both started to look at our menus.

I nearly shat bricks when I saw the prices. One plate was 100 dollars.

No decimal between those numbers!

What in the world? That was a month of allowance for me.

We shouldn't be here. The dress I'm wearing didn't even cost this much. Like a fourth of that actually.

"Yikes…Edward, this is really expensive…" I felt bad. This was too much.

"Bella, its fine. I want to do this. Its not a big deal. You're worth it." He smiled gently and I couldn't refuse.

"Are you sure? Cause its not too late to run across the street to that Whataburger…"

I'm a classy girl.

He laughed, "Bella. Trust me. You are the only girlfriend I've wanted to do this for, and this would be the first time I could actually afford it, so don't worry. Just get what you want and enjoy it." He reached across the table and brought my hand up to his mouth to kiss it.

"Well, when you put it like that…"

He was being so sweet.

It was making my heart swell and my panties damp.

What?

I'm a teenager in heat. Sue me.

As dinner went on and I ate until I knew the zipper was going to pop on my dress, I couldn't help but to feel like the luckiest girl in the world. Every woman here was giving me evil looks due to the fact that I was with, hands down, the sexiest guy in the room.

And he was mine. All fucking mine!

I was pleased to find that this wasn't weird at all and actually really fun. I don't even know why I was nervous in the first place. This was us, were talking about. Just Edward and Bella. Known each other since forever. I'm kinda in love with him. He obviously has somewhat of a thing for me.

Yeah. Life's gewd.

XXXXX

"Gah, I'm never eating again," I moaned once we got in his car. It was a fucking four course dinner and I had practically licked the plate of each course.

I'm an animal.

"Yeah, right," Edward laughed.

I sighed. I'd probably have a snack once we got home.

It was still relatively early. Only 8:30 and I had tomorrow off…so I didn't know what was coming next.

"You wanna go catch a movie or something?" Edward asked, pulling off his coat and suit jacket, throwing them in the backseat. I pulled my coat tighter around me. I was frreeeeezzzzing.

"Yeah, sounds good."

We drove to a theater that was a few blocks away and decided on some fluffy romantic comedy movie that was probably going to suck.

Now, I'd seen movies at the theater with Ed before. But it had never felt like this.

When the lights went down there was such an electric current between us that I could hardly stand it. I was ever so grateful he had left the armrest up and out of the way and I was sending a prayer of thank you to the orbit company, because Edward was now kissing me.

We were in the back corner of the surprisingly full theater, but I didn't care because his lips were warm, soft, and unyielding.

Our kisses were gaining in intensity and I yelped into his mouth when he pulled me onto his lap. The yelp turned into a moan when I felt his hard on through his pants and suddenly, sex was on my mind.

Not the stuff we'd been doing, but actual sex. Intercourse, fornication, fucking, coitus, screwing, bumping uglies, making love, it. Whatever you call it, it was now the only thought on my mind.

And what the hell?

Hadn't I just been freaking out about that to Jake in the car? How I wanted love and shit?

But now, I wanted it. I was incredibly turned on and I might as well been offering myself up as I shamelessly grinded against him.

I really am a whore.

He didn't seem to mind. Not at all, sensing as how he was getting harder.

"Bella," He sighed in my ear when I added pressure. "This is awesome, but we need to stop cause I really don't want to come in my pants, and this was not what I planned when I wanted to take you out. I wasn't trying to get any from you, I swear."

He was so sweet. Not many guys actually care about that kind of shit.

"I know," I whispered against his lips. I love you.

He rested his head against my shoulder, still holding on tightly to my hips while; I'm guessing he tried to think his boner away. I really didn't mind helping him out with that though. In fact, I wanted to.

But by the time I had worked up enough courage to ask him if I could help him, he was significantly less hard and I didn't want to tease him.

He pulled me back against him while we enjoyed the movie.

XXXXX

"Edward, this was so fun. Thank you again for everything." I told him as we pulled up outside my house. It was almost midnight and the house was completely dark. Emmett had sent Edward a text earlier explaining that he was spending the night at Rosalie's apartment, so it was just he and I.

"It was my pleasure," He said while opening the door to our house.

Upon entering the dark room, the air shifted like it had at the theater. I was suddenly nervous again. And I wanted to do it with him. Was it too soon though?

Was I ready?

I think I'm ready. Or am I?

Also, how bad would it hurt? Would everybody be able to tell that I'm not a virgin? Will I look different?

Will I act different?

Does it make me a slut?

Was the fact that I was questioning if I was ready answer enough to tell me I wasn't ready?

Gah!

Now I was just confusing myself.

I felt warm, strong arms wrap around my waist and I was pulled back against Edward's solid chest.

I let all the air out of my lungs that I didn't realize I'd been holding.

"What's on your mind, baby?" He asked, kissing a line from my jaw to my ear.

"Nothing," I squeaked out as he sucked my earlobe into his mouth.

"Liar," he growled slightly when I unconsciously pushed my ass against his groin.

And I wanted to hear that sound for the rest of my life. Seriously. That was so sexy.

I whimpered when I heard it. He groaned and began walking me up the stairs while making out with my neck and his hands were roaming all over my chest and stomach.

When I felt him suck the skin on my neck into his mouth, my hands lifted above me and grabbed his hair, making sure he never stopped his ministrations. We paused on the steps while I moaned out a little too loudly.

"Mmm," he moaned when I pulled his hair. Eventually he picked me up and carried me to my room as I squealed into his mouth, scared he was going to drop me and or my dress was going to rip.

Once we reached my room, he ripped the zipper down my side and tugged the dress above my head, leaving me in my thong and bra.

"Shit," he groaned when I fell against the bed, completely sprawled out for him.

He was staring at me with a look I couldn't quite decipher. Some of it was clearly lust, seeing as how his dick was threatening to burst through the seam of his pants. But there was something else I couldn't quite put my hand on.

I didn't have time to analyze it before he was on me and pulling my thong down and licking my cleavage. "What were you thinking about down there, Bella?" He asked in a husky voice that made my stomach drop.

I needed a good lie and quick.

"Nothing important."

I really need to work on my lying skills. Seriously, no one would have believed that weak statement I just made.

"Don't lie to me, Bella," he skimmed his nose up the side of my face and panted into my ear. "You're a shitty liar. Now tell me." He trailed a singly finger up my drenched slit and my hips bucked, begging for more. I cried out but he held me down, teasing me.

"What were you thinking about?"

I couldn't resist his voice, but I couldn't tell him the truth. Not now, not ever.

Well, that's dramatic, but not now, ok?

"Just…oh shit," he slid a finger into me and all coherent thought left me. "Just about…about…y-you," I moaned when he thrust it slowly in and out. It was too much but nowhere near enough.

"Be specific, baby," he groaned into my neck, shifting his covered erection to where it was resting on the side of my leg.

Shit, he's big.

And hard. For me. Edward Cullen is hard for me.

He sighed, and extracted his finger from me and I screeched out a "no!".

He chuckled. "You can't be a bad girl and expect to be rewarded, now can you, you dirty girl?"

Oh my gawd.

Is he shitting me right now?

I'm about to cream myself from his last question.

He can talk dirtier than he has been for the last two months?

Holy fucking shit.

There was no other response that I could muster besides a wanton whimper.

He chuckled again, sliding his jacket and shirt off, revealing his delectable abs. Next went his pants.

Oh shit. He was going commando. Normally, I would laugh at that fact, but now it just made a fresh wave of arousal hit my center.

He saw how my eyes were glued to his dick and he smirked cockily.

"That's what you were thinking about, wasn't it?" He stroked himself and I moaned.

"Answer me, Bella." He gave a light slap to my pussy.

My hips jerked and I let out the loudest moan I've ever let out. "Yesssssss!"

He chuckled darkly, again. "Sweet, innocent little Belly. I guess you're not so sweet and innocent after all. Look how wet you are after I spanked your pretty little pussy and thinking about my hard cock. You're a dirty girl, aren't you baby? Answer me." He thrust two fingers easily in me and I moaned out again.

"Ungh, yes, for you, Edward." He moaned and sped up.

"That makes me so hard, baby. All for you. All fucking for you." He wedged his body between my legs, hovering over me on his forearms. He entered the two fingers into me again and bent to take my nipple in his mouth. When he took my bra off, I'm not sure, and I didn't really care.

I held onto his hair as he did unmentionable actions to my body, making me unbelievably turned on. And his words.

Oh my shit, his words.

He'd been holding out on me.

I arched my back when he hit a sensitive spot and he let go of my nipple, making me whimper. "You're such a greedy, dirty little girl. Now whose pussy is this?" He asked with a flick to my clit.

"Ungh, its, y-yours!" I moaned as rubbed the tip of his dick against my clit. Holy shit that felt amazing. "Oh, yes, Edward, yes!" I screamed into his shoulder and he continuously thrust against me while working two fingers in and out of me.

"I'm gonna make you feel so fucking good," he moaned. Letting one hand let go of my grip on his hair, I trailed it down to his cock and grasped him tightly, rubbing his head against my clit. The tension in my abdomen was building. I could feel his muscles tensing.

"Fuck, baby. think about how good this feels right now, now just imagine how good it will feel to have my cock buried so deep inside that tight little pussy. I can't wait to fuck you," he groaned, biting my shoulder. I felt myself tense instantly and his next words set off the most intense orgasm of my life.

"You're mine, Bella. All fucking mine."

"Yours," I moaned before the waves pushed me down.

I was briefly aware that he was cumming on my stomach and it only prolonged my orgasm. He collapsed on top of me and I welcomed the weight.

I ran my fingers through his sweaty hair, completely spent, and my bones felt like jello. This was kinda one of the best nights of my life.

He eventually rolled off me and got a tissue to wipe his jizz off us and I wasn't even grossed out. He pulled me to him and we were both speechless. That had been amazing.

I drifted to sleep feeling like I was floating.

XXXXX

"Belly," Edward purred into my ear.

"Hmmph?"

I peeked an eye open and saw it was 8:10 on my day off. What the fuck, Ed?

"Are you awake?" He kissed the back of my neck.

Well yeah, since you just woke me up, you tard!

"No."

He chuckled a little. "Turn over, baby."

I sighed heavily, grabbed the pack of gum on my nightstand, popped a piece in, gave one to Edward and turned over.

"Yes?" I asked, exhausted and annoyed. My limbs were sore and I didn't even know why.

Gah, he was so cute in the morning. All sleepy eyes and bed head. My demeanor softened immediately. He looked like a little boy.

I wrapped an arm around him to let him know I wasn't as grouchy as I sounded.

"Hey," he whispered, the mint from the gum blowing across my face.

I got a little annoyed again. That's what he woke me up for?

I smiled, with clenched teeth. I was not a morning person.

"So, I had sorta a hard night sleeping…um," he rubbed the back of his neck with one arm and I might have drooled at the sight of his bare bicep. Yum.

"Yes?" I goaded.

"Well, I'm sorry if how I acted and what I said offended you last night, I didn't want you to see that side of me, I just…you looked so…and I wanted you so bad and it just kind of happened. I'm sorry." He looked so sorry and sad, like I was going to break up with him.

"Edward, are you serious?"

"Yes," he whined, shutting his eyes and if preparing for me to call out entire relationship off.

"Edward, look at me." He slowly looked up. "That was the sexiest thing I've ever witnessed last night. I've never been that turned on. Really, be yourself. It was really sexy. Don't hold back."

His eyes lit up. "Really? You liked that?"

"Immensely."

"Shit, you really are my dream girl." He rolled us over until he was hovering over me and his mouth was at my ear. "My sexy, dirty, little dream girl."

Oh, fuck me.

XXXXX

A week had gone by since our date and I really was convinced I was ready for sex. I mean, I was constantly horny and I loved Edward, so why not?

Oh, I can think of a million reasons why, my snarky, bitchy conscious said.

I pushed that thought out of my head as I headed for Digital Photgraphy. It was Friday and we were having a family dinner night. Joy.

Luckily family dinner for our family meant Rose, Emmett (obviously), Edward, Jasper, Alice, and Jake.

The day passed slowly, seeing as how I was extremely preoccupied. Edward had put three fingers in me last night and it had stretched me, but at the time it had felt wonderful.

Now, not so much.

I was finding myself walking a little awkwardly, kinda like I had a stick up my ass, but I knew different.

I slowly made my way across the school and internally fist pumped when I made it to my seat.

Alas, relief!

"Bella, why are you sitting like that?" Kate giggled as she walked in and sat next to me.

Oh yeah, I also sit awkwardly too.

Yay.

"Oh, um, my back hurts," I lamely lied.

"Sorry, anyway did you see the posters? The Valentines Day dance is three weeks away. It's Sadie Hawkins theme. Who are you gonna ask?"

I don't fucking know.

She was annoying me for some reason right now.

"Um, not sure. You?"

"I was thinking about asking Eric. We had a good time at the Halloween party and we've been texting lately, so why not, right?"

I refrained from my sarcastic comment about how a high drug dealer would want to go to a stupid chaperoned high school dance.

Instead, I answered with, "Yeah, why not?"

"Yeah, I guess I'll ask him. But now back to you. What are you gonna wear? And do you think we should make our dates get suits or tuxes for the dance. Mall tomorrow?"

I just don't know! All I know is that my vagina hurts!

"Um, maybe. I'll have to ask my mom and see if were doing anything tomorrow."

"K. Sounds good." At this point Jake and Irina had come and taken their seats by us and I wanted to crawl up and die. I slid my head onto Jakes shoulder.

"Whats wrong?" He whispered.

"Just tired," I lied.

"Well, TGIF, then right?"

I abstained from hitting him for that douchey and stupid comment.

XXXXX

Finally, school ended and I was glad I could just go home. I just wanted some peace and quiet.

Unfortunately, that would not be found at my house.

All of Em's friends were over. Even Dale. Fantastic.

Shouldn't they all be at college? Or something?

Its 3 fucking 30. Go home, guys. Come back never.

I regretfully made my way inside to the loud house.

I trekked up the stairs to my room, hoping to slide by the chaos that was going on. They were playing poker, and again, wasn't this something to do at night and not at my prime naptime?

"Bella!" Douchey Dale called out.

"Sup, DD?" I asked, walking over to the game room.

Edward smiled at me. I kept my sneer to myself. You're the reason my vagina hurts.

I loved him anyways though.

DD gave me a big hug that I didn't return and backed me into a corner in the room.

He was visibly buzzed and all I could think was, what a loser. Seriously? He's gonna get buzzed at 3:30 in the afternoon?

Doesn't anybody take naps, nowadays?

I don't even know what the hell he was going on about, but he was pretty into it and getting uncomfortable close for me to feel even the slightest bit ok with. Someone pushed past him, knocking him into me and I pushed him back.

"DD, please. I have a bubble. Please stay out of it."

He laughed obnoxiously loud and I almost covered my ears. "You're so funny, Bella! GUYS, ISN'T BELLA FUNNY?"

That time I really did cover my ears.

"Inside voice, please!" Emmett bellowed out and I rolled my eyes at the irony.

I pushed past Dale, not even caring if he was still talking and started towards my room until Rose grabbed my hand and pulled me over to the poker table and onto her lap.

"Bella, how ya been, skank?" She asked using her endearing words.

"Pretty good, hoe. And yourself?" I smiled genuinely for the first time. I loved Rose.

"Clearly awesome. I mean, I'm hanging out with a bunch of dumbass college guys who don't know how to play poker worth shit." I smiled at the amount of chips she had compared to all the other guys.

I watched everyone play for a while, before I noticed Alice wasn't here. "Where's Ali?"

"Gyno." Rose replied without a blush. All the guys groaned and reddened.

"I'm guessing Jas is there, holding her hand?" They never separated. Pretty sure they even took shits together.

"Where else would he be? Also, who do you think took his spot in man's poker?" She flipped her hair, clearly proud she was beating all the guys.

I sighed and pulled my hair up into a ponytail, making a fortress around Rose and I with her chips. She really was doing well.

I heard her gasp and turned around and looked at her. "What?"

She pressed a single finger against my neck and I winced slightly.

I quickly pulled my hair down.

Yeah, she had seen the leopard print pattern on my neck that I'd totally spaced. Edward had gotten kinda feisty last night and yeah…

Luckily it was just on the back of my neck since he'd been behind me and all.

"Girl, you got some splanin' to do," she whispered in my ear.

XXXXX

Dinner passed slowly and I made sure not to sit by Edward, cause I just knew he'd blow our cover. Now that Rosalie knew I was getting it on with somebody she'd be keeping her eye out. And she did. Like a hawk.

So I saw between her and Jake, figuring this to be the safest zone.

Until she started waggling her eyebrows anytime Jake and I came within a foot of each other.

Which was the whole damn night since we were sitting beside each other.

I couldn't deicide whether I should play it like it was him or to just tell her the truth. Rose could keep a secret, but this was a big one. Plus, her allegiance for this would be torn. I mean, I'm awesome and all, but Em's the one passing out orgasms to her. Her words, not mine.

I finally decided to play it like Jake was the guy when she started staring Jasper down.

Did she really think I didn't know any other men than those present?

Puh-lease.

I scooted my chair closer to Jake's and rested my head on his shoulder while we waited for our desert. Jake stiffened slightly but almost instantly wrapped his arm around my shoulder. I knew it looked like we were a couple and that this was sorta leading him on so I whispered in his ear to just go with this and that I would explain later.

He looked a little deflated. Rose's eyes nearly bugged out of her head when she saw me grab his hand and intertwine our fingers, under the table.

I looked up to see Edwards jaw clenched and I realized my plan was backfiring. Edward was being so fucking obvious. I was doing this to protect us and he was about to go all apeshit and attack Jake.

Take a chill pill, dude.

Thankfully, dinner ended shortly after that and we all headed back to our house for movie night. I just wanted this night to end. I hadn't been able to watch Vampire Diaries last night and I hadn't gotten my nap either. Didn't everybody have anything else to do rather than watch Tangled with my parents?

Oh, and by the way, Tangled was Emmett's choice.

XXXXX

So, Tangled was fucking adorable, but that's beside the point.

Shit went down after the film.

See, right now, Jake is saying he wants to spend the night, Edward looks like he's about to go apeshit again, and Rosalie is being nosy as fuck.

Simmer down everyone. I beg.

Just as I'm about to tell Jake that he can sleep over, mostly as a cover for my abused cooch, Rose butts in and is all "No, she's mine for the night" which makes Emmett groan cause he so knows he's not getting any, and same for Edward, but his displeasure is all silent.

Were a fun bunch.

Jake grudgingly goes home, Emmett grudgingly goes to hang out with a grudging Edward, and I grudgingly follow Rose up the stairs to her torture chamber.

There's a whole lot of fucking grudging going on here.

"Ok, that was a nice little cover with Jakeypoo earlier, but I'm not fooled. I'm a model. Were a smart bunch." I roll my eyes at that. She continues, ignoring me. "You and Cullen are so totally fucking!"

"Oh my gosh, Rose, lower your voice! For fucks sake, lets not shout it from the rooftops, eh?" I fell back against my bed, ruling acting out as a possibly career choice. Is my undying love really that apparent?

"So, its true then?" She asks, looming over me.

I groan and cover my eyes. "You already know the answer to that."

"Oh my gosh. You're such a whore, Swan. I love it! And Cullen! What a dirty pervert. For reals. I'm proud of y'all. Kinky chizelmonkeys."

Could she embarrass me further?

Probably not.

"So how big is he? Alice and I have always wondered."

Ope. She's outdone herself. My cheeks are scarlet.

"Oh, stop being such a virgin." She scoffs while lying down beside me.

"Impossible. My hymen is still in tact."

I'm so awkward, it's painful.

"Oh, shit. He's that small?"

"No, he's huge. Too huge. It's never going to fucking fit."

"Pun intended?"

"Shut up," I groan while rolling to my side.

"So you're still a virgin? That's cute. I lost mine when I was 13. The good ol' days."

Ugh. Despite my embarrassment this felt good to get off my chest to someone. It was great that it was a girl as well.

"Rose, how will I know when I'm ready?"

She smiled. "You're ready. I can tell by the way you two sex monkeys look at each other."

"For real? Were that obvious?"

"For real. But yeah, don't plan it, just go with the moment, but be sure that he wears a rubber, we don't want no babies round here yet."

"Thanks mom."

She elbowed me in the stomach, but then preceded with an outrageously embarrassing and sickly detailed description of her first time.

But somewhere in that little talk, I realized, I am ready.

But I'm scared.

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Sorry this chap is late again. I made it extra long to make up for my lateness, but other chapters will NOT be this long.

So what did y'all think of Dirtyward?

Sexy, funny, stupid, not your thing? Lemme know!

xoxo