Hello dear readers. I hope you're liking the story so far. It's about halfway done, maybe a little more than half, but I'm trying to prolong the ending. I really like this story.

So, I'm going to update this story's next chapter on Monday. I think Monday and Thursdays are going to be my update days for this chapter. But if I'm late, don't shoot me :D

So anyway, here it is!

EPOV

I wasn't exactly sure how long we'd had sex the night before, but Bella was insatiable. And that was saying something considering I practically needed to fuck to survive.

It was almost sunrise, and Bella was straddling my waist, her body resting against mine. Her breathing was soft and quiet. I traced circles on the skin of her scarred back. She ran her fingers through my hair, kissing my lips. She slid her tongue against mine and held her close to me, one arm around her waist and my other hand on her ass.

"I love you," she said in a quiet whisper. I ran my fingers through her long, dark, messy sex hair and smiled.

"Yeah?"

She nodded. She slid off me and lay on her back, pulling me on top of her. Her body was so soft and warm . . . I rested my head against her shoulder. She linked her legs around my waist.

She moved her hips, sliding lower underneath me so my cock was able to enter inside of her. She curled her arms around my neck and I slipped inside of her, watching as her face went from completely relaxed to completely satisfied.

I moved my hips, Bella's hands settling on my waist.

I moved slowly inside of her, my body pressed against her. She sighed, her big brown eyes looking up at me.

"Kiss me, Edward," she whispered.

I leaned down and did just that. Her mouth was eager, her tongue sliding against mine, her nails digging into my back. I kissed her neck, sucking her skin and leaving red marks-the same marks she wouldn't let me create when we'd made out in the center. But this time, she held me to her, her fingers on the back of my neck; my mouth latched onto her like my life depended on it.

"Oh, Edward," she moaned, and I moved just a little bit quicker, Bella's legs tightening around my hips.

She was silent for a while, save for a few whimpers and sighs, and I was just the same. I was trying to figure out what it was about her that I loved so much. It wasn't the sex, even though it got better the more we did it.

But it was something else.

"Fuck," I murmured.

"What?"

"I'm coming," I said to her. Considering I made a stupid mistake of not putting on a condom, it was kind of a big deal.

"Uh . . ." She pushed me back so I could see her face. "On my stomach," she managed to say.

So I pulled out, and Bella grabbed my dick, running her hand up and down my shaft. I slipped my fingers inside her, both of us working for our orgasms. I came on Bella calling out her name, just as Bella writhed underneath me. She bit her lip and shut her eyes, shuddering.

I kneeled in front of her, between her legs, just trying to catch my breath. And suddenly, I was embarrassed. I'd just spilled my load on Bella. She deserved better than me coming on her.

"That was interesting," she said with a playful grin.

I smiled at her. "You're such a dirty girl, Bella."

"Well considering I have your come on my stomach, I'm very dirty." She put a finger in her mouth, slowly sliding it out. She slid it through the come on her belly, licking it from the tip of her finger.

Then she licked her lips.

I was completely speechless. I just stared at her as she stared back at me.

"I don't even know," I said to her. I climbed off of the bed and grabbed a towel, letting Bella clean herself up.

I noticed more cuts on her arms. I looked at her face.

"Bella, you're going to get in trouble with the center if you keep cutting yourself," I said softly to her. I climbed into bed with her, pulling her to me.

She shrugged. "Does it matter?" She didn't care. Hey eyes conveyed that by the way she stared at me. She wanted to handle this by herself, without my help. And even though I was a little hurt by this, it didn't matter.

"But the point is for you to get the fuck out of there."

"I know Edward. But I can't help it. It's a craving."

"But . . ."

"I'll handle it, Edward."

I guess I just had to trust her, since I couldn't change her fucking mind about it at all. I flipped our positions so Bella was lying on her back and I was resting on top of her.

"Why are you so quiet?" She asked. "It makes me nervous."

"I don't have anything to say," I said to her.

She didn't any anything, just ran her fingernails over my scalp, drawing imaginary lines.

"I love you, too, you know?" I said after a while.

"I know."

I looked up at her, and she looked down at me. She kissed me, faking a smile, and then lay back, looking up at the ceiling.

I wondered what it would be like if I could see inside her head for just a minute or two. What I would find out about her, things she thought weren't important to tell me, but really were. But I fell asleep, lying there with her arms wrapped around me, forgetting all about her complex mind, her hypnotic breathing so enticing.

Bella was in the shower, and I was downstairs, watching television. It was almost seven. Bella and I had slept most of the day due to the simple fact we'd stayed up all night fucking.

Bella learned a few things over the night she'd never forget, I was sure. But spending that much time with her doing the one thing we'd wanted to since we'd first met each other did things to me. For the first time in a long time, I felt . . . sated. I didn't feel like there was this unnatural hunger inside of me, begging to attack the first woman I saw. Now I didn't have to fantasize about Bella because I'd experienced her. And fuck if she wasn't better than the damn dreams I'd had.

I walked into the kitchen, grabbing one of the bottles of water. I drank from it, feeling exceptionally hungry. And I was sure Bella was feeling the same, considering we hadn't ate since yesterday.

I went upstairs where Bella had just finished walking out of the bathroom, naked and wet. She smiled.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to walk in on you," I said to her. I was sure I blushed.

The one thing I did hate about being so attached to her was how I'd changed. I'd been so apathetic before, completely uncaring for the opposite sex, and here she comes, and I'm blushing because she's naked.

But that didn't faze her. She shrugged. "What's up?"

"You want to do something?" I asked her. I sat on the edge of the bed, watching Bella walk around the room, mind you she was completely naked. I was enjoying myself.

"Like?" She pulled on a pair of lacy red panties and for a second, I imagined walking up to her and ripping them off.

Okay, so the hunger for sex wasn't completely satisfied, but it was getting there.

"I don't know. See a movie? Go to the mall? Eat?"

She smiled and hummed. "Food does sound really good right now," she said.

So I waited for her as she got dressed and was ready to leave. We went to the mall, eating first and then walking around and going into stores that Bella liked.

"So," she said softly. "Have you talked to your parents about being adopted?" She looked up at me from a black dress she was holding.

I shook my head. "I'm going to, though. Someday. When I figure out what to say to them." I shrugged. "What do I say to the people I thought were blood related to me my whole life?"

She bit her lip. And although it was a rhetorical question, I would have liked to have known the answer.

She frowned. "Are you going to look for your birth family?" She peered at me with her brown eyes. I felt like she'd been asking me if I was going to leave her.

I shrugged. "I don't know. I mean, they obviously didn't want me in the first place. Why go looking for something like that?"

She sighed. "But don't you want to know why?"

"Why what?"

"Why they left you." Bella stepped around me in the store, spotting something she liked. I followed her, watching her ass. I grinned and wished we'd been back at the house . . .

"Alice told me why," I said. "My mom was fourteen when she had us. I couldn't imagine having a kid now, let alone at fourteen." I sighed. "I guess I would have done the same thing."

Bella looked surprised, but she didn't say anything. She walked around the store and I thought about Rosalie.

"I'm going to try this on. Wait for me here," Bella said. I nodded and she disappeared into a black stall.

I didn't know why I hated Rosalie so much. Why she hated me so much. It was like from the minute I was born I'd ruined her life.

I hated being so fucking confused.

"Do you like this dress?"

I looked up at Bella, who was wearing a short black dress, with long sleeves, but a really deep V-neck. Not to mention it was really short; it was more like a long shirt, rather than a short dress.

But the way her hair fell over her shoulders, and the milky white color of her skin, how incredibly long her legs were despite her height, she looked fucking . . . she looked indescribably gorgeous.

"Bella, you're just asking for it, wearing that dress," I said with a smirk.

She grinned. "I thought you might like it," she said. Bella walked over to me, and pressed her body against mine. I ran my hands over her ass. She wasn't wearing any underwear, just like she wasn't wearing a bra.

"You're such a tease," I said to her. She laughed, turned on her heel and walked back into the dressing room.

She came out in her normal jeans and sweater, still just as hot.

"I don't know how I managed a girl like you," I said to her.

"I can't help it that I'm so awesome," she said. She flipped her hair back from her shoulder, exposing her unmarred, but very spotted, neck. I laughed. She took my hand and we walked up to the register where she paid for the dress.

We walked around a little while longer, Bella buying a lot more things that I imagined her to. Dresses, jeans, heels, sunglasses, lacy underwear . . . if she wanted it, she bought it.

I just sat back and enjoyed watching her try everything on. Especially the underwear. Though I couldn't follow her into the dressing rooms, she sent me pictures . . . which made me want to follow her inside.

"Have you thought about where you're going to college?" she asked.

I shook my head. "I don't think I want to go."

She thought about it for a second, and then shrugged. "I think I might want to go the Harvard."

I grinned. "Really?"

"Yeah. Or Julliard, to be a dancer," she said.

"I like that one better," I said to her.

"But you've never seen me dance."

"No," I said, "but I can imagine you're as flexible when you dance as you are when you fuck."

She squealed and smacked my arm. "Thanks."

"No problem," I laughed. I was only being truthful. Bella and I had engaged in some . . . interesting positions, and even though she was a virgin, I would say she knew how to navigate the internet.

Everything about spending time with Bella was perfect. I didn't have to pretend about anything. And neither did she. We were who we were and that was basically it.

We got bored after a while and decided to go back home. Bella ran upstairs to change out of her clothes into some pajamas, so we could watch a movie in the living room. I waited for her in the kitchen,

It wasn't five minutes that we'd been home that Lila, Zach, Cain, and Brie walked into my house liked they owned the place, Lila flashing a sizable bag of weed.

"How about it?" she said.

I would be lying if I said I didn't want to spark up a blunt and get high with my friends. But there was Bella to consider. I hadn't even told her I smoked.

"Sure," I said. At that moment, Bella walked downstairs, in nothing more than a tank top and panties, her wild hair messy and seductive. She looked at everyone, then over at me.

"I'll go put more clothes on, then," she mumbled. I grinned, wishing my friends hadn't come over so I could have taken advantage of my very sexy girlfriend.

"Wait Bella," I said. I walked over to her. "How would you feel about smoking some weed?" I asked lowly. She looked at me, her eyebrows furrowing. She bit her lip.

"I don't know . . . I've never done it before," she whispered. She looked skeptical.

I grinned. "You've never had sex and you're pretty damn good at it."

She punched my arm. "That's different, you douche bag." She smiled. "I guess it would be okay," she said. "I mean, it's just weed, right?"

I nodded. She smiled. "Okay," she agreed. She ran back upstairs, to change into much more decent clothing.

"Roll it up," I said to Lila.

I went into the kitchen, pulling out the bottles of liquor, setting them on the coffee table in the living room, placing plastic cups as well. Even though Alice didn't like when I had my friends over to do what we were doing, she ignored it.

So when Alice walked in at that second, she didn't say anything but asked if we were hungry.

"We will be," Zach called to her.

Alice laughed and disappeared into the kitchen. "Is pizza okay?" she shouted.

"When is pizza never okay?" Cain shouted back. "Goddamn, she is so fucking hot," Cain said, shaking his head. I shrugged.

"Dude. She's my fucking sister," I said.

"So what? Doesn't take away from the fact that she's sexy as fuck." Brie nudged him in the stomach and he groaned.

"How about you not talk about another chick in front of your fucking girlfriend, asshole," she chastised.

"Why must you be such a bitch?" he retorted.

"Because I'm dating you."

We laughed and Brie looked at me, smiling.

"So, that girl. Who is she?" Brie asked. She grinned. "She's majorly hot."

"She's my girlfriend."

"You mean your fuck friend," Cain said. "Edward Cullen doesn't have girlfriends."

"Well," I said with a shrug. "She's my girlfriend."

"Oh, my God," Brie said. "It's the sex. It's too good to let go."

I rolled my eyes. "Could you be any more nosy?"

"Hmm, let me try." She paused for a second. "Has she ever had a threesome, and if not, can I be her first?"

I glared at Brie. "Jesus. You're such a bitch."

"What?" she said. "She seems like she's able to handle a little . . ." Brie wiggled her pierced tongue in a very sexy, very suggestive manner and then grinned. "Girlfriend or not, Cullen, I'm going to tap that."

I narrowed my eyes. "Back off Brie," I warned her.

"I say someone is hot, and I get punched, but you can make threats about fucking someone's girlfriend? Something is wrong here." Cain shook his head in mock sorrow. I grinned.

Brie rolled her eyes. "Because you're my bitch," she said sweetly.

"Fuck that," he said.

"That's not what you say when we fuck," she retorted.

They were such a weird couple. And a lot of times, I didn't know why they were my friends. But hey. I digress

Bella came downstairs, finally, wearing a pair of dance shorts and one of my Nirvana band tees.

I sighed. She looked fucking amazing in my clothes. Brie laughed.

"Well hello," Brie said. "And who might you be?"

Bella sat next to me on the couch and smiled at me. She leaned forward and planted a kiss on my lips. I could actually feel my ego grow. I put an arm around her waist, pulling her to me. "Isabella," she said politely. She smiled.

"Guys, this is my girlfriend."

"Really?" Brie said. I ignored her.

"Yeah," Bella replied. She bit her lip. She looked at me. "Why is that such a foreign concept to these people?" She asked me.

"Because half of them are only in relationships for sex," I said, staring right at Brie. I glared at her. "Anyway, Bella, this is Cain and Brie, and you know Zack and Lila," I said to her.

She gave a shy wave and shrugged.

"So where are you from, Isabella?" Cain asked.

"Arizona. I . . . came to visit Edward for Spring Break."

"How nice of you," Brie said absently. "So, are you and Edward serious?"

"Well, I would think so," she said sweetly. Everyone looked at me, with the same glance: "Why are you with this nice, goody two shoes?"

They just didn't know how well we fit together. Not to mention how amazing the sex is. So Brie wasn't too far off of what our relationship entailed. But I wasn't going to fucking tell her so.

"And how do you know Edward?" Cain asked.

I wanted to punch someone for asking so many questions. They never did this with any of the other girls I'd fucked.

I could feel the both of us tense up at the same time. None of them knew why I'd been gone for almost six months. So we lied.

"I saw him at a Bring Me The Horizon concert a few months ago, with some blonde chick. I was with my boyfriend but we decided to ditch them because the band sucked," Bella said. "Turns out we have a lot more in common than I thought." She licked her lips and smiled.

"Aww, how cute," Lila said. I'd forgotten Lila and Zach were even here, considering they were making out in a corner.

"Yeah," Bella said. She stretched out on the couch, lying so her head was in my lap. She blew me a kiss.

I smiled at her.

When the blunts were rolled, Brie and Cain poured drinks for us. Bella looked bored as she twisted her hair between her fingers.

"Is this all you guys do?" she asked me.

I shrugged. "It's only the beginning," I said to her. "Wait until you're high."

She giggled. Brie handed Bella a plastic cup, and Bella looked at it, still a skeptic as she was earlier.

"What is it?" she whispered.

"It's just Coke and rum."

She made a face.

I sighed. "Just drink it Bella. It's not going to kill you."

"So you think," she teased. She leaned up and tipped the cup to her lips, hissing after she swallowed. She grimaced and smiled. "Interesting." But instead of pushing it away, she raised the cup to her lips once more, taking another drink. I drank form my own cup, feeling the warmth of the rum run down my throat into my stomach.

Cain handed Bella the blunt and she took it, unsure of what to do. So I showed her. I put it in between her lips. "Inhale," I instructed. She did. I pulled the blunt away from her lips. "Now take another breath in without letting the first one go," I said. She did, her chest rising. "Hold it in for a few seconds . . . And now, breathe out."

She did, a stream of white smoke flowing from her puckered pink lips. She coughed and everyone laughed.

"Aww," Zach said. "She's such a newbie."

Bella smiled. "Can I do it again?" She asked softly.

I nodded and she hit it again, doing the same motions I'd taught her, not coughing as she let her breath let this time.

She passed the blunt to mean and we kept with rotation. I sat back, Bella resting against my shoulder. She giggled. "Is the room supposed to be spinning like this?" she asked.

We laughed.

"Oh, man," Cain said. "What I'd give to be that high."

Bella giggled again. "You guys are boring," she said she stood up and turned on the stereo, grabbing Brie's arm and pulling her up. Brie laughed.

They danced to some hip hop, Lila going to join them. I just watched Bella as she fit in with my friends, even though Brie was like a shark waiting to bite Bella.

They laughed and giggled. Cain looked over at me. "Why does she have so many scars?" he asked.

"She had a hard time with her parents. Took it out on her skin." I looked at Cain. Lila, his little sister, had the same problem, but chose to burn herself rather than cut.

Zach raised his eyebrows. "It doesn't bother you?"

"Of course it bothers me. But it's different with her than it is with Lila." I shook my head. "Bella's just a different person on so many levels.

Alice came out from her hiding spot, holding a pew boxes of pizza. Cain smiled at her especially and Alice laughed.

"So, are you single?" he asked casually.

"Dream on, kid," she said with a laugh. And then she climbed up the stairs. Still laughing.

I laughed at him. "Dude. You just got burned."

"She'll come around. They always do."

I shook my head. When I looked up at the girls, Lila and Brie had Bella cornered, and they were all making out.

At first I was startled; I had no clue what the fuck was going on. But then, as I watched, I was turned on. Really turned on. And it was probably just the fact that Bella looked sexy as hell with those little shorts on, and that I was turned on by mostly everything she did, but she was kissing two girls. Right in front of me. Not giving a fuck who watched.

Bella looked flushed, her skin a light pink color, her eyes closed.

"Hey," she said. "Hands on top of the clothes." That's when I noticed Brie's fingers sliding up Bella's waist from the waistband of her shorts.

I pulled Bella away from the girls before it became an orgy and Alice freaked out. Bella sat on my lap, while Brie and Lila ambushed their men.

Bella looked at me. "Oh, shit," she said. "I think I just started an orgy." Bella's smile was sexy, and I couldn't help but indulge in the fact that she was all mine, and very turned on.

"Edward," she said. "Stop looking at me like that, and fucking kiss me."

I picked her up a repositioned her so she was sitting on my lap.

She licked her lips. And leaned forward. I kissed her neck, her hips grinding against mine. She took my hand and led it from her waist to her thigh, to in between her legs where she was warm and wet.

"Stop it, Bella," I said to her. It was more of a growl and Bella responded with her own primal sounds.

She laughed, a low, sexy sound I could feel with my lips pressed against her throat. "Why? You like it."

"Not here," I said to her. She turned to looked at everyone else who were already in the middle of bases two and three.

"Everyone is high and drunk, Edward. It's just a party. I promise to keep my clothes on," she said. Her eyes were half lidded and her lips swollen from stolen kisses. It was hard to argue about it when I was already getting hard. I sighed and shook my head.

"Then let's go up to the room," she said. "I want to fuck you."

I picked her up, and walked up the stairs, throwing her on the bed when we reach my bedroom.

She grinned. "For some reason," she giggled, "I always imagined you as an exhibitionist."

I shrugged. "I guess it's because I'm greedy and I don't want to share you with anyone."

She sat up, putting her hands on my hips when I reached her. She unbuttoned my jeans and pushed down the zipper, letting them fall off of my legs. She reached inside of my boxers, pulling out my already hard dick.

She licked from base to tip and I groaned. She took me into her mouth, letting me go as far as she could let me. Even with the lights off, I could see her pick lips wrapped around my cock, her big, brown eyes looking up at me. She let me go with a pop and smiled.

Bella stood up and pulled off my shirt and pushed down my boxers, letting me help her take off the rest of her clothes as well.

I could hear the sounds of fucking coming from downstairs and next door, and Bella grinned.

"Let's get to it, baby."

For being a kid on the verge of suicide, I was doing pretty well. And maybe it was because I wasn't depressed about not having anyone who cared for me, blah blah blah.

And for a second, I didn't mind being adopted. Granted, it made me realize that for seventeen years, I'd been lied to, but it also made me a different person.

I didn't know who the fuck I was, but that wasn't the point. The point was I was starting over. With my hot ass girlfriend naked in my bed and waiting for me to fuck her.

I was going to find out the shit I need to find out, and then I was going to live my life the way I fucking wanted. And if that meant with only Alice, Bella, and my friends as allies, then so be it. Because I was a pro at having enemies. And right now, I didn't fucking care that my family fucked me over.

I was Edward Cullen.

Nothing defined me.

Period.

So Edward is back into his natural habitat. How do you like it?

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