Disclaimer: I own nothing but the plot. All characters belong to Mrs. Meyer. Chapter ten
Bpov
After our confessions of love for each other we spend the remainder of our parent free days in blissful seclusion. We hurried home after school on Friday, bought supplies to keep us fed during the weekend and set up camp in Edward's bed.
We cuddled, we kissed and we explore each other with our clothes still on. Nice and slow the way it was supposed to go. By the time Sunday rolled in, we had decided to just come out and tell James and Victoria that we had fallen in love with each other and ask them for their blessing to start dating.
With baited breath we waited for them to come home. They both were in high spirits when they came home, so it felt like a good a time as any to broach the subject.
"James, Victoria, can we please talk to you for a minute?" Edward asked politely.
"Sure, Edward," James said and he motioned for us to sit down at the kitchen table.
"Bella and I have been talking a lot the past few days and we discovered that we have feelings for each other."
We eyed James, but he didn't seem fazed by Edwards admission, so I drew a deep breath and spoke.
"We would like to ask you if it is okay for us to start dating. We know it might appear weird to outsiders, but we really care about each other and we would like to have a chance to be together."
Victoria smiled sweetly and patted my hand. "Sweetie, we already talked about this possibility over the weekend, haven't we James?"
"We did. We noticed the way you two looked at each other and I can't say I blame either of you. You can't chose who you feel attracted to, but if you are going to be dating I want to set some ground rules. And you both know what happens when you break them."
Edward and I nodded and focused completely on James.
"First of all, I don't want any drama over this. If you have a tiff I do not want to be bothered with it, so keep that stuff outside of the house. Secondly, no sleeping in each other's rooms. It will only encourage you to do things you are too young for. And last but not least, no displays of affections when I am in the room. I understand you will kiss and maybe even do something more, but I don't want to see it. Do you understand me?"
We both nodded again. James got up and went into the living room to watch the game. Victoria was still smiling at us.
"I'm happy you two have found each other. Did you know that James and I met while we were in the same orphanage? We lost touch for two years but eventually ran into each other again at a restaurant. James might not have said it in this many words, but he won't allow you two to have sex together. He's very strict about that stuff. He and I didn't have sex until we were in a solid relationship for over a year, so please refrain form it."
"We weren't planning on that, Victoria. We will take things slow and not have sex. I don't want to get into trouble with James," Edward stated confidently.
"Good. Now please come and join us in the family room, okay? I missed you."
"Can we have a minute?" Edward asked her.
"Make it quick," she warned and then strode out of the room.
The second she was out of sight, Edward had me pressed against him and his lips on mine, kissing my hard. I kissed him back and threw my arms around his neck. We didn't deepen the kiss to avoid it getting too heated.
Edward pulled back and kissed my nose. "I love you, baby and I'm so happy they are okay with this."
"I love you too. Now let's get in there before we get into our first fight with James about this."
He nodded and released me. I ran a hand through my hair and straightened my clothes before walking to the living room. Edward followed behind a few minutes later, with a tray full of sodas and snacks.
The following months Edward and I found a rhythm that worked well for us within the rules that James had set for us. We tried to keep our relationship a secret, but about three weeks after we talked to James and Victoria the cat was let out of the bag.
I had been in the cafeteria, waiting for my turn at the lunch line, when I overheard some girls talking about Edward.
"He's so hot, but he never dates any one? Do you think he's gay?"
"No, way. Tanya told me they slept together last week."
Bile rose in my throat and I spun on my heel to get out of there. I ran right past Edward and down the hallway.
I could hear him calling out behind me, but I just kept running. He caught up with me when I was outside. He grabbed my arm and pulled me into his arms.
"Bella, baby, what happened? Are you okay?"
"Let me go! You lying son of a bitch!"
He dropped his arms to his side and stepped back.
"What did I do?" he asked, sounding dumbfounded.
"You. Slept. With. Tanya. Denali." I seethed.
"When would I have done that, love?"
"Last week! I heard those girls talk about it. Tanya told them you slept with her last week."
"Bella. How can you even believe that? When would I have had time to do that? We hurry home after school every day so we can be together. When would I have time to even kiss that girl, let alone sleep with her? Baby, I love you. I would never do that to you."
By then I had come to my senses and realised that Tanya had probably lied to keep up her reputation and I also realized we had an audience to our little performance.
Edward looked over his shoulder when he noticed my horrified expression and groaned.
"Shit," he muttered before stepping towards me and pulling me into his arms. "It'll be okay, love. They'll get over it."
And they eventually did. It was the most talked about issue for over a month, but half way through April they had all gotten so used to seeing us together, we were no longer a topic to be discussed.
So we spent the remainder of our school year in relative bliss. We now sat together with Kate and Tyler at lunch and we took every chance we got to make out in the supply closet or at the back of the school building.
We were happy and we didn't have a care in the world. It was the first time in my life that I had been this content, but somewhere in the back of my mind I had been anxiously waiting for the other shoe to drop.
When we finished our finals, we had two months of summer break ahead of us. James and Victoria would take three weeks off to take us on a vacation and the remainder of the time we would be home alone while they were at work.
The vacation to San Fransisco had been wonderful and even James had let up a bit and didn't get mad when we stole in a few kisses. But when we got home James received a call from an uncle of his.
The man was retired and wanted to spend some with James. Aro Hunter was the last biological relative that James had and he looked up to the man as if he were his father. So naturally he was thrilled that the man would want to stay with us.
To accommodate our guest, Edward had to move to a cot in the living room, so uncle Aro could take his bed. He wasn't too thrilled about it, but wisely decided not to argue.
The day Aro was set to arrive I had a bad feeling. Something in my gut was telling me that I needed to get the hell out of there, much like I had felt the day that Demetri had attacked me. Since I didn't have a place to go, I had to stay put.
At exactly seven p.m. The doorbell rang and my heart was pounding in my chest. Edward noticed my stressed demeanour and attempted to calm me down, but failed once again.
By then a tall, thin man with long grey hair and piercing grey eyes had walked into the living room, followed by a beaming James.
"Well, hello children. You must be Edward and Isabella. I have heard so much about you," he said in a sickly sweet voice.
He walked over to us and shook Edward's hand, while eyeing him up and down and then took my hand and kissed my knuckles. He was staring intently at my chest and I heard the low rumble in Edward's chest.
Aro chuckled and raised an eyebrow at Edward, daring him to say something. I felt a cold chill run down my spine and excused myself. I hurried up to my room and locked the door behind me.
That creep was going to be trouble, I could feel it in my core. After half an hour there was a knock at my door.
"Bella, honey it's me," I heard Edward say from the other side of the door.
I quickly released the lock and opened the door for him.
"I have a bad feeling about that man, Edward. I don't trust him."
"I don't either. We just have to stay together as much as we can and I want you to lock your door every night while he's here, okay?"
I nodded and buried my face in the crook of his neck. He kissed the top of my head and rubbed slow circles on my back.
We managed to avoid Aro for two days, but on the third day of his visit everything went wrong. James and Victoria were having their anniversary and would go out for dinner and we shouldn't expect them home before ten. That was my first sign that things would go wrong.
The second was running into Aro after I had taken a shower that morning. He backed me into the wall and pulled the front of my top forward so he could look down into it.
"Ain't you a pretty little something. That kid is one lucky son of a bitch for being allowed to touch those perfect tits."
I felt revolted and jerked my knee up into his groin.
He doubled over in pain and I made a mad dash for the stairs. Edward heard me coming down the stairs and immediately enveloped me in his arms.
I told him what happened and he was about to go upstairs to kick Aro's ass when Aro came downstairs.
"Now, now. Don't tell me you believe that little hussy, do you? What'd she say? That I was doing dirty things?"
I couldn't stop crying as he advanced on us. "Nobody will believe you, you know. James adores the ground I walk on. He would kick you out before he'd believe you."
With that he spun on his heel and went into the kitchen. I cowered in Edward's arm and we spent the rest of the day locked up in my room. Eventually we had to get out though and that's when the other shoe dropped.
We walked into the kitchen together with the intent to grab something to eat. I perched on the counter and Edward rummaged through the fridge for ingredients for a quick meal. Just as Edward stood back up I saw Aro coming in. I opened my mouth to warn edward, but before I got a chance to speak, Aro smashed his beer bottle over Edward's head.
Edward looked shocked for a second and then his eyes rolled into the back of his head and he crumpled to the floor.
I jumped off the counter and knelt down by his side. "Edward! Edward, please open your eyes."
A sharp tug on my hair made me scream at the top of my lungs. Aro yanked me up and used his body to press me against the counter. I was sobbing and he slapped me across my face.
"Shut up! Your little boyfriend can't help you now. No one can. I'm going to show you what you should have done this morning only now I am much less lenient than I would've been if you complied earlier," he hissed through his clenched teeth.
With one hand still in my air and the other gripping my elbow painfully he dragged me into the living room and threw me onto the cot Edward had been sleeping on. His scent wafted up and around me and I cried harder. Aro smacked me again and ripped my shirt apart.
"Aw. Such a pretty little girl. Too bad you behave so badly. You see a man needs to show a woman who's boss. James does a fairly good job at that with his wife, but you... He completely failed to teach you."
I shuddered at the implications and tried to struggle out of his grasp. He grabbed my arms more forcefully and pressed his lips to mine, forcing his tongue into my mouth. I bit down and with a sharp hiss he pulled back and threw me off the cot onto the floor.
Tears were streaming down my face non-stop and I prayed to god that I would live through this. Aro hovered above me and ripped my bra off me. He leaned in and groped my breasts roughly. I whimpered as his nails dug into the soft skin.
I wanted to kick him, bite him, scratch whatever I could reach, but I was unable to move due to the panic that was incapacitating me.
Aro pulled at the button of my pants and I closed my eyes in an attempt to drown the horror out. Suddenly I heard Aro grunt and he fell on top of me. My eyes shot open and I saw Edward standing behind Aro with a heavy lamp.
He was frozen one second then frantically trying to pull Aro off me the next. Together we succeeded to roll Aro's limp body off of me.
Edward cried when he saw my torn clothing and scratched and bruised skin.
"Edward, get me out of here. Please."
He nodded mutely and carefully cradled my in his arms. He took me upstairs and brought me to my bedroom. He quietly took out a shirt and bra and grabbed my duffel bag. He proceeded to pack my belongings into the bag and then without speaking he lifted both me and the bag and carried me to his room.
He changed his clothes and packed his own bag. We walked downstairs together in silence. Edward motioned for me to wait in the hallway.
"I'm going to check if he still has a pulse," he whispered.
I waited in the hallway, biting my nails the entire time. Edward was back within a minute and hugged me tightly.
"He's still alive but we have to run, baby. We can't stay here. James will never believe us."
I nodded and we went outside. Edward was about to open the car but I stopped him.
"We can't take your car. They are bound to report it as stolen if we take it now."
"I hadn't thought about that. Come on. We need to find a place to stay for the night and then we'll see about our travel options tomorrow."
We walked a few blocks and then spotted an abandoned house. The foliage around the house was so thick that nobody would e able to see us if we were inside so we agreed to spend the night there.
When we made it inside, Edward pulled out a few blankets and placed them on the floor. He laid down and pulled me down with him. He held me to his chest and gently stroked my back. I needed to be distracted from what happened so I reached up to kiss him.
I just wanted to get rid of the bad taste in my mouth, but as soon as his tongue met mine there was something more raw that surfaced.
I wanted Edward to touch me. I needed him to touch me. I needed him to show me that there were men out there that didn't force physical contact. So I kissed him more urgently, fisting my hands in his hair and pressing my body closer to his. I hitched a leg over his thigh and rubbed it over his obvious arousal.
"Bella," he gasped. "We need to stop."
"No," I cried. "No more stopping. I want you and I need you. Please, Edward. Please make love to me. Show me that you love me. That when a man loves a woman he can touch her without forcing himself on her. Please."
Edward wiped my tears away as I did his and gently kissed me again. He stroked my cheeks, my neck, my shoulders, my back. He slowly rolled us over so he was hovering over me. Our tongues met again and I moaned into his open mouth.
He slowly lifted my shirt and pulled back to take it off completely. He took off his own shirt without breaking eye contact and lowered himself on top of me.
He kissed my forehead, my cheeks, my eyelids, the corner of my mouth, the soft spot below my ear. He trailed a long hot line of open mouthed kisses down my throat and along my collarbone. He looked up at me with those beautiful emerald eyes, asking silently if I was still okay. I nodded and he dipped his head to gently kiss my left nipple and then my right.
His tongue flicked across the hardened peak and I moaned loudly, while arching up into him. He hissed as I buck my hips up against his straining length.
"Please, Edward. I need all of you. Please. Make love to me."
He kissed back up my torso and stared a long time into my eyes.
"Are you sure?" he asked barely audible.
"Yes. I want it to be you and I want you to make love to me now."
He kissed me, his tongue begging for entrance immediately. He lowered himself between my legs and pressed himself against the apex of my thighs. I moaned again.
His hands reached down and unbuttoned my jeans. He slid them down my legs before taking off his own pants. I stared at the obvious bulge in his boxer briefs and for a brief moment I was afraid he might not fit, but when he was back between my legs all I could think was that I wanted to feel him inside me.
"Please Edward," I moaned.
"God, Bella. I love you."
"I love you too, baby."
He kissed me again and gently lowered my panties and his boxers. He settled between my legs, his tip at my entrance and looked into my eyes.
"This will hurt at first. Tell me if I need to stop or when I need to slow down. Tell me what feels good, okay baby?"
I nodded and he slowly slid into me. The pain was sharp and I hissed when he breached my barrier. Edward held perfectly still, allowing me to adjust to his size and the feeling of having him inside of me.
"I'm okay. You can move," I whispered.
He slowly pulled back out and moved forward just as gently. The pain was less now and as he kept thrusting slowly into me, the pain kept subsiding and eventually it got replaced by pleasure.
Edward groaned above me, peppering kisses all over my face, my shoulders and my breasts.
"Move...faster," I panted.
He complied and started pumping in and of me at a quicker pace. I reached in between us and rubbed small circles over my clit.
"That's it love," Edward grunted. "Come for me."
And I did. I cried out his name as I came hard around him, causing him to reach his own orgasm. He kept thrusting into me until we both came down form our high.
He pulled out of me and rolled off me, taking me with him and wrapping me in his arms.
"Sleep, love. Tomorrow we will find a way out of this mess."
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