Um, yeah. This chapter was harder to write than I expected. Sorry for the delay. Life happened and I hate it when people update chapters just to say "I'm not going to be able to update for a while" and totally trick you, so I didn't do that. So, sorry.

THANK YOU to HoplssRomantic and suspenders for their suggestions for this chapter. Please check out their stories! They are fan-freaking-tastic. (Yes, I said freaking. I thought it was too soon to say fucking…well, shit)

Disclaimer - I do not own anything that has anything remotely to do with Twilight. What I do own is my over use of the "f word".

Chapter 11

BPOV

It has been two fucking amazing months with Edward. And I do mean that literally…the fucking has truly been amazing. I know what you are thinking, and no, the entire two months has not been completely about sex. Don't get me wrong. We had our fill of days where we didn't leave the house and fucked like there was no tomorrow. But, really, you would be amazed, and maybe even proud, by the amount of time we spent together where his dick, tongue or fingers was not in some part of me! I know. Like a real relationship and shit.

So, let me give you a run down of the last two months with Edward, sans the descriptions of the sex.

The first night he stopped by my house after discovering the nice little path through the woods, he ended up watching the rest of Twatlight with me. We critiqued the lighting, camera angles, fakeness of the woman's orgasms, etc. I'm still trying to wrap my head around how the vampire wasn't walking around with a constant erection since his body was supposedly rock hard. I mean wouldn't that include his vampire cock? But, I digress.

It was when we got into a debate over the cinematography of Twalight compared to the Pirates of the Orgasm that we came (heehee I said 'came') up with the idea of Monday porn night. We decided to take turns selecting a porn to watch each Monday night and we would rate them and discuss their merits. So, that's where we were every Monday night for the last two months - on my sofa, watching porn with notebooks to jot down points we would like to make regarding the aspects of the porn.

Tuesdays and Wednesdays were my week nights to work at the club. Those were great because Edward had access to the employee lounge and he would help me relax during my breaks. But, I said I would give descriptions of the sex while catching you up. Just know this. It was fucking amazing!

Thursdays were relaxing - and strictly no sexing. This was our dinner at home night. Edward liked to refer to it as our 'getting to know each other night' whereas I called it 'cutesy couple shit night', but whatever. We would typically end up just asking each other questions and trying to learn as much as possible about each other. It was definitely a highlight of my week and made me feel like we were a normal couple. Even though he has to walk 20 minutes and sneak through my back door to be able to act like my 'normal boyfriend'.

Fridays and Saturdays varied. Every other weekend, Victoria would ask me to go to her club in Seattle. She wanted me to be more involved in the performances there since apparently they were nothing like what Rose and Alice and I could do when we got in that cage together. The weekends I wasn't in Seattle, I was with Rose and Alice at the club in Forks performing for the drunk horny population. No matter where I was, though, Edward was with me. The weekends we spent in Seattle were always fun and full of new experiences. My coffee house fantasy from the day Edward asked me in our first date was made into a reality during one of those weekends. In fact, Edward was willing to make everyone of my fantasies come true.

Sundays were alone days. We each had our own things that needed to be done that didn't include the other, like laundry and taking care of our houses. So, Sundays were all about getting shit done so we could continue our routine of fucking around during the remainder of the week. Edward liked to use Sundays to catch up on grades for his classes. I offered to help him one day, but he didn't like the grades I suggested for Lauren and Mike. Apparently teachers don't base grades on whether you are a douche nozzle or skank. Crazy, I know, but he said they grade on how well you actually do on assignments and tests. Not how I would personally do it, but I guess it makes sense.

So, there you have it. The perfectly normal routine of a secret romance between a teacher and his student. Everything was beyond perfect and I was ecstatically happy with how things had turned out. That is, until the week before graduation.

Remember how I fucking hate Mondays? Well, that still holds true. Mondays suck…I mean like Paris Hilton suckage. Yeah, that bad.

It was a Monday that I entered the Twilight Zone known as Forks. I kept looking around for Rob Serling to come out and narrate as I walked through school. In fact, I could hear his voice reciting the opening lines of The Twilight Zone in my head.

"There is a fifth dimension beyond that which is known to man. It is a dimension as vast as space and as timeless as infinity. It is the middle ground between light and shadow, between science and superstition, and it lies between the pit of man's fears and the summit of his knowledge. This is the dimension of imagination. It is an area which we call the Twilight Zone. "

What was causing my to think I made a leap into the fifth dimension, you ask?

Twilight Zone Reason 1: As I walked into Fuckhead High flanked by Alice and Rose, I stumbled upon James and Lauren dry-humping in the doorway. I did a combination gag-laugh that made me actually vomit in my mouth a little as I walked passed. This was certainly shocking since James once told me he would stick his dick in a pot of hot oil before he would ever touch Lauren. Maybe she enjoys fried cock…

Twilight Zone Reason 2: I went to visit Edward…oops, Mr. Cullen while on school property…during lunch, only to find the door to his classroom closed. This baffled me because me visiting him during lunch was a regular occurrence and I thought he would have told me if he had other plans. I ended up eating lunch with Alice and Rose as they questioned why I was actually in the cafeteria for the first time in months.

Twilight Zone Reason 3: When Biology rolled around, I strolled into the classroom to strut my stuff for Mr Cullen, only to find that he wasn't there yet. I sulked at my desk while I waited to see his beautiful face. My sulking ended when he came in and let us know we would be watching a movie during class. He stated that he wasn't up to teaching the last week of school and thought we would be fine just watching movies instead. There were no complaints heard in the class. You are probably wondering why I this would be a reason I thought I was in the Twilight Zone, so I'll explain a little more.

Typically, when we watched a movie in Mr Cullen's class, he would come sit next to me. Yet, this time, he didn't even look at me. He completely ignored my presence and remained at his desk in the front of the class for the entire hour. I tried to think of ways to get his attention, but nothing worked. I was about to run to the front of the room and strip my clothes off when the bell rang to signal the end of the class.

Here's the crazy part. As I was walking out, he finally acknowledged my existence. He quickly grabbed my wrist and lightly pulled me to him. I looked up to see his face, and saw sadness and regret in his eyes. Confused, I furrowed my brow and started to ask him what was wrong, but he stopped me. With a flat voice devoid of all emotion he told me he was canceling all of our plans for the week. That meant no Monday Porn Night, no sex at the club, no couple night on Thursday, nothing.

Shocked, I left the class with the assumption I could just talk to him about it later in the day. This assumption proved incorrect.

The rest of the week went by excruciatingly slow and I never had a chance to speak with Ed…Mr Cullen alone. His classroom door was always locked when a class wasn't in session, James and Lauren were finding ways to constantly be in my way as they did their strange mating dance, and Alice and Rose insisted that I spend tons of quality time with them before we graduated.

After that week from hell, you can imagine how surprised I was to receive a text from Edward Saturday morning telling me to meet him at his house in an hour because he wanted to go away for the night. I was pissed that he expected me to just drop what I was doing to go away with him. But, instead of telling him off and refusing to go, I ran to my room and put an overnight bag together before locking up the house and heading to Edward's place.

Upon arriving at Edward's, I was pulled into a hug and given a kiss on my forehead. I was confused by the strange greeting, since we usually made out as our way of saying 'Hi'. Because of this, I began to have a really bad feeling about what was going to be happening on our little trip.

"So, what's the plan?" I tried to keep my voice steady with a hint of enthusiasm so my extreme nervousness wouldn't show.

"I was thinking we could go to Port Angeles and stay at the Five SeaSuns Bed and Breakfast." He smiled, although there was something off about it. We had talked about going to the bed and breakfast for a while, so I was excited to get to go.

"Well, what are you waiting for? Let's get out of here!" My attempt to lighten things up didn't work and Edward's strange behavior continued as he stared at me with an odd look on his face.

The ride to Port Angeles was in complete silence. I tried to start conversation a few times before his one-word answers clued me in that he was not in the mood to talk. So, I sat back and listened to my iPod while he drove and thought, or whatever the fuck he was doing. Getting to Port Angeles took no time at all and we checked into the Bed and Breakfast before deciding to take a stroll around the city. We were careful to not really be too affectionate while out since we were still so close to Forks that we could possibly see someone. It would be easy to say we just happened to bump into each other if we weren't caught with our tongues down each others' throats.

During the walk, Edward remained distant and at times I wasn't sure he really knew where we were. I tried to strike up conversation with him, but the "uh huh" and "yeah" I kept getting really put a damper on my mood. Finally, as we were passing by a small Italian restaurant, Edward actually spoke to me and asked if I wanted to eat there. And that was it. The extent of him speaking to me consisted of "Want to eat here?"

Once our meals were finished, I excused myself to the restroom. Just as I was exiting the ladies room, I ran into another woman.

"Oh gosh. I am so sorry." I reached out to steady the person I practically bowled over.

"No problem, Miss Swan. I know the damage you can do with your coordination." The woman spoke to me and I realized I knew her. I wanted to smack myself in the forehead when I noticed the woman I ploughed into was none other than Mrs. Cope, the school's secretary.

"Good evening, Mrs. Cope." I tried to sound delighted to see her. "Fancy seeing you in Port Angeles."

"Ah yes. It's my wedding anniversary and we wanted to spend the weekend here." I smiled at her and prayed this conversation would be over soon. "And you my dear. No graduation parties to attend?"

"No, I came to Port Angeles with a friend instead." I looked behind me to find that the two of could be seen easily from where Edward was sitting at our table. He looked up and caught my eye. I nodded my head toward Mrs. Cope, which caused Edward's eyes to widen.

"Well, my dear. I won't keep you." She patted my shoulder. "Have a wonderful evening."

"You too Mrs. Cope." I smiled and watched as she made her way to the opposite side of the she was out of eye sight, I motioned to Edward that I would meet him outside just in case she had seen him.

By the time we made it back to the bed and breakfast, Edward was completely out of it. I watched as his hands were in fists at his sides, only breaking from their tight form when he would move one to run it through his hair. We were up to 10 heavy sighs and 3 frustrated groans. What? I was counting. I had nothing better to do since he wouldn't talk to me.

"Edward…" I softly spoke to get his attention. I reached out and placed a hand on his shoulder only to see him tense and pull away from me.

"Bella. I can't do this." Edward spoke to me as he sat on the bed with his back turned to me. I watched as he put his head in his hands and sighed again. The count is now at 11 sighs and 3 frustrated groans.

"What can't you do?" I had no idea what he was talking about or why he was acting so out of character, but I hoped he would clue me in soon. "You can talk to me, Edward." I tried to sound soothing, but I think the panic I was beginning to feel came out.

"This. Us. I can't do us anymore." He didn't make any move to look at me as he spoke.

"Just because we bumped into Mrs. Cope?" I scoffed. "You are so silly sometimes. I doubt the thought even crossed her mind that we were together." I shook my head at his craziness.

"It's not just that, Bella." Frustrated groan number 4. "I have put a lot of thought into this for the past week. I don't think we should be together anymore."

"Oh." Like you could come up with something better at a time like this. "Edward. We're so close to graduation. We will no longer have a need to hide our relationship. Why would you want to end things now?"

Edward finally raised his head and stood from the bed. He slowly walked over to me and I could see there was an internal battle happening in his mind as he looked at me. It seemed he came to a decision at exactly the moment he reached me.

"That's just it, Bella. The thrill of the forbidden relationship will be over for me." My eyes widened at his statement. "You have to agree it just won't be exciting anymore. Time to move on. I mean there will be a fresh crop of eager and willing students next semester…" I cut him off as I began to feel my stomach churn.

"I was just a way to fill your sick fantasies of being with a student?" I asked, my voice laced with venom. He nodded and smirked at me.

"Of course. I'm sorry if you thought it was going to be more than that, but I just needed a distraction." At that moment, I was beyond shocked by this revelation and needed to sit down. I slumped in a chair situated by the window. Looking out, I thought about what was happening and what he was telling me.

"What makes you think I won't go to the school board and tell them about our relationship?" I questioned him without looking at him. I couldn't stand to look him in the eyes after what he just said.

"Bella. I know you. You would never do that." I rolled my eyes. "Plus, don't you think it would severely hurt your scholarship to University of Washington?" I looked up at him to see a smug smile on his face as he looked down at me.

I couldn't believe he would mention that. But, he was right. If I told anyone about our relationship, I would be hurting my future just as much as Edward's. I couldn't be near him anymore. I jumped up and grabbed my bag before heading to the door.

"Where are you going?" Edward's concerned voice almost made me laugh. Almost.

"Um. I'm leaving. You didn't really think you would get a goodbye fuck did you?" I glared at him and began to leave the room.

"You have no way to get home. Remember? I drove here." He spoke to me as though I was a petulant child that was just being silly.

"Fine!" I pouted like the child he was treating me as. "Then you leave." I threw my bag to the floor and pointed to the door.

"I'm not leaving you here." He sounded concerned, but I wasn't buying it.

"Get. The. Fuck. Out." I spoke slowly and kept my voice low and calm as I glared at him. With a huff and a purse of his lips, he scooped up his bag and swiftly left the room.

The exact second the door clicked shut, I broke down. My body began to tremble and I felt weak. I collapsed to the floor and tried to comprehend what just happened. Hours before, I was so sure everything would be fine. I would be graduating in just a few days and we could be together without worrying about repercussions. None of this made sense.

But, then again. It does make sense. Edward was just in it for the thrill of sneaking around. What a sick bastard!

I was able to get enough energy to crawl into the bed and cry myself to sleep as I thought of my future with Edward that would never happen. I just wanted this nightmare to end. Fuck. I hope I wake up soon!

"BELLA!"

"Where the fuck is he? I'm going to kill him. First, I am going to cut his fingers off one by one. Then, I will use a sledge hammer on his toes…"

I was forced out of my dream world where Edward wasn't a complete douche nozzle by a loud pixie and Demon Barbie.

"Um. Hi guys?" I looked around the room wondering how they got into the room and why they were here in the first place.

"Don't fucking hi guys us! We have a fucktard to hurt! Less talking, more telling us what he did and where we can find him." I stared at Rose for a full minute processing what she was saying before Alice decided to help a sister out and explain their presence.

"We received a call from a distressed Edward saying that you two had a fight and you told him to leave." Alice sat at the edge of the bed and looked over to me with pity.

"So, you are ready to kill him because we had a fight?" I furrowed my brows. They didn't seem to know the details, so why were they so angry.

"No. Alice doesn't want to kill him. I want to kill him." Rose shook her head as though I was being silly.

"Keep going." I waved my hand for her to continue with her reasoning for wanting to kill him.

"Well, Mr. Cockblock called us being all Debbie Downer just as I was going to get some Emmett lovin'. Seriously, dick in hand ready to come to momma, and all of a sudden my phone started to fucking ring." Rose stopped her rant when she looked at me and realized I had begun to cry. How the talk of her almost getting laid made me begin to cry was beyond me, but it happened.

"Honey what happened?" Alice scooted further onto the bed to rub soothing circles on my back.

"He…" sniffle "ended…" sob "things…" more sobbing along with mumbled words such as "distraction" and "forbidden fruit" and "stupid fucking apples". I thought for sure that neither one of them would understand what I was saying, but apparently we have known each other long enough to be able to understand what the other is saying while sobbing uncontrollably.

"Alright Rose. We're going to need a pickaxe, a flame thrower, a shovel, and an alibi. We have an asshole to kill." Alice jumped from the bed and began pacing the floor.

Knowing they were not really going to set out to inflict any type of harm onto Edward (at least I was 80 percent sure), I was able to talk the girls into taking me home. I couldn't imagine actually staying at the bed and breakfast that was meant to be my little getaway with Edward.

The car ride home was silent, except for the occasional sniffle from me or snarl from Rosalie. As soon as we arrived to my house, I made my way to my room, stripped down and fell into my bed, where I planned to be for as long as possible.

A/N: I'm pretty sure the Twilight Zone reference I made is well-known enough that everyone understood, but if not, Google it.

I decided to end this here, because thought it was a good enough stopping point. I have already started on the next chapter, so be on the look out for it very soon.