A/N: Had to be the MOST difficult chapter to write. Thank you for waiting (if it wasn't patiently). You took the poll and you sent in your suggestion, and for that I owe you all. - group hug - Though majority of the people voted that Bella and Edward show their relationship...I might save that for something later.

Okay, so this chapter is like actually in two parts, but it would have been extremely long. So Bella and Alice have their own chapter that back tracks what Edward is dealing with at the end of the chapter. Do you understand? That's okay if you don't...

Thanks to dvorndran for the much needed advice and shaddowwolves for suggestions.

DISCLAIMER: Stephenie Meyer may own them, but I can manipulate them. HA, HA, HA, HA, HA…cough. That's it for my Mandar laugh.

Chapter 13: Secrets

BELLA

The day after my tango lesson, Edward decided he wanted to come over again. I was shocked to see him standing in my doorway with flowers, but not too astonished to let him remain in the hallway.

"I couldn't stay away," he grinned as I ushered him inside. I had just started cooking dinner for Alice and I, and the smells were fuming the apartment. Edward came into the kitchen and waft in the aroma. "I guess you do have expertise in the kitchen. But I have to ask: why didn't you go to school to be a chef?"

I cogitated over his question while setting up a pot of water to boil. "I don't know," I shrugged. "I guess I like it as a hobby, but wouldn't enjoy it as a job."

"That's a reason," he smiled. "Now come here." I came into his open arms, reveling at his smooth chest.

"Why can't I stay here forever," I mumbled into his torso while I wrapped my arms snuggling around him.

He kissed the top of my hair, "All good things come to an end, especially when your roommate doesn't know that I am here."

"Please, let's not think about that right now. Let's just think about you and me." I lifted my head from his chest and stretched up to reach his lips. He met me halfway, but then he wouldn't separate from me. I needed to breathe, but somehow the thought couldn't reach my active lips. All of sudden, I felt my body lifted up onto the counter, and it was so much easier to reach him. My hands flew to his hair as I wrapped my legs around his waist. And Edward didn't back away. If anything, he only held me tighter. I felt my blood boil underneath my skin and I heard boiling, too. I opened my eyes and saw the pot. The water had come to a rapid boil in danger of spilling over.

"Edward," I mumbled on his lips. "Boiling." I tried to detached from his lips, but he would just seize them again.

"Mmm…yes I know."

"No, Edward, the pot is boiling over!" I stated. We instantly pulled apart and Edward rescued the pot from the heat, letting the water subside from boiling to a simmer. I jumped down from the counter and watched innocently from the back.

Then he started to laugh, and I laughed too. "I guess we got too carried away there," Edward declared as he reset the pot onto the burner, turned the burner down a notch, and poured in the box of noodles on the counter.

"Yeah, I would say so myself."

"Ah, Bella, but you make me do that," he accused while stirring.

"Me? I don't do a thing."

"Bella," he pressed. He turned to look at me again. "You cause me to feel this way. I never felt like this, and now…I don't want it to stop."

I enveloped him again. "It doesn't have to, Edward," I whispered. I grabbed his hands and led him into my room.

"Are you sure, Bella? I mean I was just…"

I put a finger over his lips. "You talk too much," I criticized.

A smile unfolded underneath and he said, "Tragic flaw." I laughed and kissed his lips again, when I heard the keys jangling into the lock.

"Alice!" we hissed at the same time. I threw Edward into my room, but he slapped the door, keeping it from closing.

"Bella, what am I –" he whispered. He removed his hand from the door and I left it ajar.

"Hide! Anywhere! Just get the hel – Hello, Alice!" I greeted as I slammed my room door closed on Edward. His face was priceless. He looked so worried about me when he needed to worry about himself.

"Hey, Bella. What's up?" Alice removed her suede jacket and placed it on the hook, afterwards tossing her keys on the counter.

"Nothing. I just started dinner." Did she notice how I had to choke that out? I could feel my legs trembling nervously as I started to crack my knuckles out of habit.

Alice came into the kitchen to investigate. "Mmm. Smells Good." As she proceeded towards her room door, I thought I was out of the clear.

"Oh, shoot!" she said slapping her forehead and turning around to me. "I forgot to tell you that my bathroom has been on the fritz lately. It is alright if I used yours?" She didn't even wait for me to answer. "Great!"

She rushed in the direction of my room but I jumped in front of her. "Wait, Alice!"

Her face twisted in bewilderment. "What, Bella? Are you hiding something?"

"No…" Only that I have Edward somewhere in my room.

"It is okay, Bella. I won't touch your things. I am just going to use your bathroom." She went around and shoved my door open.

I looked around my room to see no Edward in sight. The boy was good.

"Geez, you are acting as if you are hiding a dead body or a boy, Bella," she laughed as she went to the bathroom door. When it closed, I froze in the center of my room waiting for Edward to jump out. But he didn't.

"Edward," I whispered, pacing the floor. There was no response. "Ed –"

"Bella, who are you talking to?" Alice asked frightening me. She had turned out the light in my bathroom and was now standing in the doorway.

"Uh…I said sed. Tengo sed."

"What?"

"I have thirst, literally. Or I am thirsty," I clarified. Alice walked around my room, about to head out.

"Well, I'm going to tend to the noodles. Adios amiga loca," she laughed while closing the door. I breathed a deep sigh of relief, but my mission resumed: where was Edward?

I whispered out to him while checking various spaces in my room. I slid open my closet door, but didn't find him in there. So, then I looked underneath my bed.

"Oh! Edward!" I cried as I looked at the beautiful face grinning at me. He had settled underneath my dust ruffle surrounded by my textbooks from school.

"Did I scare you?" he whispered to me.

"Yes," I hissed. "And don't do it again!"

"I won't love," he smiled while reaching out for me. "Now, is it safe to come out?"

"I am not sure…" Suddenly, Alice came back into my room and I quickly threw down the cover. Alice walked slowly into my room and laid a small hand on my comforter and glided it across my lattice-woven bed spread. Then, she made herself comfortable by pouncing onto my bed.

"Alice!" I screamed.

"What?" She stood up and started to bounce up and down and I watched in horror as Edward was probably having his lungs collapse. She kept jumping higher and higher and I was shocked that she didn't hit the roof yet. But her head kept missing as her feet continued to rumple my formerly neat bed.

I heard Edward groan a little. "Uhh…that is my bed you are messing up."

She waved her hand dismissively, but still stopped jumping and took a seat on my bed, folding her legs elegantly under another. "Oh, Bella, you know I always do this." She smiled at me while patting a place on my bed for me to get on. Reluctantly, I crawled to the center knowing that poor Edward was under us. I tried to duplicate Alice's gracefulness, but I ended up awkwardly laying my legs out to the side. "So, Bella, what's been happening with you?"

I shrugged. "I don't know. Life, I guess." Alice frowned.

"Who have you been seeing?" she tried again.

"No one."

She hit my leg and I gritted my teeth as I felt the stinging on my thigh. "That's a lie, Bella. I know you better than that. Now who is he? Is it that guy from the club?" she hounded.

"Alice. Heavens no, that guy, Camden, was a total loser. Never in my life would I be with him."

Alice pulled away from me and I could see she was pondering my comment. "Oh, well I thought you and him…never mind. But what about lunchtime? You weren't eating alone were you?"

I blushed. "No, I was with Jacob. But we are just friends, though. Nothing special going on there."

"What about him?"

"Jacob and I go out to lunch to talk. That's it. He just makes me think a lot about who I am and who I want Bella to be. He was the one who inspired me to get out and enjoy life, but besides being a muse, he's just a friend."

Alice smiled. "I am still trying to figure you out, girl. It's like every time I thought I figured out the mystery, you add another spin to it. But I am going to figure this out, though. Your secret will be revealed, Bella. Unless you just tell me…"

"Tell you what?"

"I want to know what is going on with you. You're like not even the same Bella. Now, you smile and are lively, but still you are jumpy sometimes. I wonder if you are in any legal trouble. I don't like being left out of your life, Bella." Alice dropped her gaze down to her polished toes as she wiggled them about miserably.

"Fine, Alice, here is the truth. You know our dance teacher, Mr. Cullen?"

"Yes," she smiled. I could feel the excitement pulsing out of her. How did she change expressions so fast? One minute she looked depressed and now, she looked like a little kid on a sugar high.

Dramatically, I leaned in close to Alice and she squealed as if she I was about to let her in on the big secret. "Yeah, I been sleeping with him, but he and I are keeping it on the hush-hush. Does that satisfy you?"

Alice's jaw went slack and her eyes widened in shock as she backed away from me. I thought she knew I was kidding, but apparently she didn't catch the sarcasm this time. I wondered what Edward thought of my joke.

For a time, I couldn't read her expression. She just looked off, not concentrating on anything in particular. "Alice." I snapped in front of her face. She still stared off. "Woohoo, Alice. Earth to Alice."

She snapped out of her daze. "Huh – what?"

"I was joking Alice. I thought you knew that." I started to chuckle trying to lighten up the mood.

"Don't mess with me like that Bella. You had me there for a second," she laughed too. "But Bella tell me," Alice giggled out.

"No."

"Tell me."

"No! Alice, isn't this a little childish?" I asked. I crossed my arms, but she just repeated the action.

"Isn't keeping secrets from your best friend a little childish also?" she retorted. "Okay, Bella, I want to know right now! What are you doing?" I challenged her in the eyes, but she did a weird twitch that made me squirm. I drew up my arms over my knees and sighed. "Bella," she softened as she lightly touched my shoulder. "Please tell me. I want to know. I don't like these secrets between us."

How could I refuse her? Her face had scrunched up in a pout as if I had taken her kitty. Alice was hurting because I was keeping her in the dark. I couldn't do that to my best friend; that was unfair. She let me into her private life and now I had to reciprocate.

"Okay," I gave in. "I will let you know some details, but not all."

"Why?"

I hesitated. "The…time isn't right yet. But…I want you to know that I. Am. Seeing…someone," I responded carefully. Alice stared at me doubtfully but I shrugged with nothing more to give.

"That's it, Bella? That's all you are going to tell me – that you are seeing someone?" She sighed deeply and readjusted her legs under her. "Bella, honey, you have to understand, I already knew that."

"You knew?"

"Yes, I knew" she smiled. "I am a woman, and we have our ways of figuring these things out. You never came in here smiling so brightly after a long day and you never dressed better. You are always about and actually not staying home. I am proud of you!" She hugged me tightly, and whispered into my ear, "So who is the lucky man?" I pulled away from her, noting how her face dropped as the disappointment set in. "Is that one of the things where the timing isn't right?"

I blushed and nodded. "Yeah."

"Oh," Alice remarked while slapping her thighs, but her expression dwelled on the fact that our conversation had been anticlimactic. "That's okay. I guess I will have to wait a little longer. But um…later I want to take you shopping for a new wardrobe."

I frowned. "Alice, you know I don't like shopping."

"Yes, I know, but I want to spend some time with you. We never see each other like we used to. With the mystery man and Jasper, it is like we are becoming strangers to each other. So, one shopping trip?"

I sighed; Alice had to get something from this conversation. "ONE. Shopping trip." I held up my index finger, so Alice got the point.

She laughed again, but her brows drew together and her laugh ceased. "Hey, does this bed feel a little lumpy to you?" she asked. That was enough for me. She started to feel around on my bed and I knew she would check underneath. Alice was too nosy not to.

"Okay, Alice, let's go eat. But first you need to change." I got up from my bed and began to push her off.

"Alright, alright, Bella. I see you in a few," she called as she left my room heading for her own.

Once she disappeared, I quickly flipped up the dust ruffle of my bed. "Okay, Edward," I said grabbing his hand. "You have approximately three minutes to leave."

He came up from underneath grinning arrogantly. "Stop that," I reprimanded while pushing him out the door as well. He and I tiptoed to the front and I silently opened the door letting Edward and I slip out.

"Next time, warn me that Alice likes to bounce on beds," Edward voiced while massaging his neck.

"I'm sorry," I apologized as I took him to me. Then, I saw a little old lady from down the hall scowl at us and shuffle back into her apartment. I guess she wasn't a fan of PDA.

Edward saw the lady had diverted my attention, so he cupped my chin, turning my head back to face him. "You know you going to have to tell her someday." He raised an eyebrow as if he was physically chastising me.

I frowned at him. "I know, but today is not the day; Alice is getting awfully suspicious. You and I might have to lay low for awhile." I jabbed him in the chest with my finger and glared into his amused green eyes. He was enjoying how much this was tormenting me.

He laughed. "I will see you," – kiss – "later, love," he whispered.

"Okay, see you," I said back while stealing another smooch. His hand gradually slipped from mine as the distance increased between us. I saw Edward wander down the hall and vanish into a vacant elevator. Slowly, I made my way back inside. That was another close one. And Alice just kept getting closer.

I couldn't figure out what was hindering me from telling her. I couldn't figure out why I couldn't blurt out to her that I was seeing our teacher. Better yet, why couldn't I bring myself to show her? I could have pulled up the covers from my bed and say, "Voila, Edward Cullen – the mystery man." Alice and I would have no more secrets between us and then I wouldn't feel so awful anymore.

Was it because of public speculation that I didn't tell Alice? Did I think she wouldn't approve and then my heart would be broken? No, I don't think Alice would care. Alice was only looking out for me, and so I needed to tell her. I guess I could tell her over the shopping trip.

But I had a feeling she wasn't the only one trying to discover this secret.

TANYA

Morning rolled around and I was in a worse mood than ever. Edward was slipping from me and I knew that this Bella chick was somehow involved, but I would have to prove it. I would have to prove that Edward wasn't as clean as he claimed to be.

Edward and I have been partners for almost three years now, and never did I have a problem with his attention. I was never challenged – especially by a student – with his interest. But now, Bella and her short buddy, Alice, were now ruining my plan. My plan to make Edward mine.

I came into the studio, grabbing my schedule when I saw Edward standing with Mr. Johnson. There were two student assistants that warming up so, I went to instigate what Edward had to say.

"Mr. Johnson, I won't be able to lock up the studio, tonight," Edward spoke as I came around. I saw him glimpse at me and I smiled back. But his expression remained tenacious while he continued with his conversation.

"And why is that, Edward?" Mr. Johnson asked as I suggestively leaned onto the counter but Edward didn't waver in his control.

"Well, Mr. Johnson," he continued. "I have made plans and I won't be able to stay." I rapped my long fingers against the desk as I grew impatient with Edward; I needed some juicy information.

"Are you going out, Edward," Mr. Johnson grinned widely. Mr. Johnson always thought of Edward as one his own sons.

Edward turned around to me, and calmly placed a strong hand over my rapping one. I felt wonderful having him touch me. If only he would just touch the rest of me.

"I just have plans, nothing special," Edward replied as I stole my hand away and eyed him suspiciously. He didn't have plans; he used to spend the majority of his time in the studio.

In fact, he hasn't been here on his break for the past couple of days.

"Well, Tanya could fill in for you," Mr. Johnson suggested, but I scrunched up my nose at that proposition.

"I don't think I can stay either. Sorry." I pouted my mouth and Mr. Johnson melted like chocolate in the sun. He was guileless.

"Well, if none of you can make it, I will stay tonight. It is no problem for me. I will just call the missus." Mr. Johnson excused himself, wheezing on the way, leaving Edward and I together.

Edward looked up at me and narrowed his eyes. "You aren't doing anything, are you?" he queried.

I regain my posture sticking out my chest. "So what if I am not? Who's to say that you have plans?"

"I say." Someone was getting feisty. I liked it.

"So, what are we doing anyways?" I smiled while grabbing his muscular shoulder. At first glance, you would never know Edward was so toned. But, when you have rubbed up against him numerous times, you learn many things you wouldn't notice at first glance.

He seized my hand and placed it back to my side. "We aren't doing anything. I have plans, Tanya," he corrected. And with that, Edward walked away from me.

Edward was doing something and I wanted to know what. I wanted to know what was keeping me from this man. I took out my phone and walked to the back vacant dance room.

"Adrian –" I called into the phone.

"Yes, Miss Tanya," Adrian chimed.

"I got a little something for you…"

"Ooo…tell me, tell me, tell me," he repeated.

"Okay, okay. I need you to dig up some dirt on Mr. Cullen," I said low into the receiver.

"Isn't he that hot, hot, hottie that you are always talking about?"

"Yes," I smiled.

"Girl, he is straight up fine…"

"Adrian! Stay focus – I need you to find out some information on Edward," I hissed.

He giggled. "You know I like to get my hands dirty."

"How I know it…but make sure this stays confidential. I don't need this one slipping out to the public."

"Oh, a secret. Me likey," he whispered and I clicked off the phone. I came out of the studio to see Edward leaning against the wall.

"Personal call?" he asked.

I smiled and turned to him. "Handling some business." He looked at me with confusion in his eyes, and eventually pushed himself off the wall to stand upright.

I walked away leaving Edward in a stupor. He had no idea.

That afternoon as Edward was leaving the studio, I waited from him to drive out of sight before I started my adventure. Soon, Adrian pulled up and rolled down the driver's window. "Hop in Tanya." I climbed into the passenger seat and secured my seatbelt. "What are we following?"

"A shiny, silver Volvo." I handed Adrian the tag number and he took off turning to the left. "There it is." I pointed at the Volvo that was stopped at the red light. Sure enough, it was Edward.

"So, what's the story?" Adrian coaxed with a wide grin stretching across his face.

"Edward Cullen. He's been my dance partner for years, and has yet to make a move."

"No guy could resist a body like that," Adrian commented while looking me up and down.

"I agree, and now I have this annoying girl in my class that keeps taking him away from me."

"Do you think they are related?"

"She may have something to do with it, but I don't think Edward likes her. His last girl was a blond and I am a strawberry blond. And Bella – that's the girl in the class – she is so plain and…I am so much hotter than her. Anyways, I have to figure out what is distracting my little Eddie." The light turned green. "Okay, Adrian, go."

We zoomed through the intersection, pursuing Edward from a safe distance. His car continued down the street until he stopped at a flower shop. He parked his car on the side of the road and swiftly went into the florist.

"Well, he is definitely trying to impress someone," Adrian pointed out.

"Yes…he is." I began to nimble at my nails as I waited for Edward to come out. Who was he buying flowers for?

Fleetingly, Edward came rushing out with a bouquet and quickly got back into his car. "Well, he sure doesn't mess around," Adrian commented as he started his car again. We followed Edward as he traveled down the Seattle streets. He finally reached his destination at some apartments. What was he doing here? I knew for a fact that Edward lived on the opposite side of town and that this wasn't going to be a professional meeting.

Edward got out of his car with flowers in hand, and made his way into the building, disappearing from my view.

I looked at Adrian who just stared back at me. "What are you doing?" I asked

"What?"

"Get out and follow him!"

Adrian stumbled out of the car and ran up the steps to enter the building. I wondered if he caught Edward. Hours seemed to pass before Adrian returned to the car and buckled up. "So?" I pressed.

"Oh, right. Your hottie went in the elevator which I followed him up in the adjacent one. When he reached his floor, I got out and saw him knock on one apartment door. I heard a female voice call for him and I saw her arms slide around his neck and pull him in. He was smiling."

My head rested on my right arm that leaned on the window. This was terribly upsetting. "Did you get the apartment number?" I sighed.

Adrian smiled as he pulled out a scrap paper from his black and purple jacket. "A step ahead of you." He slid the paper to me and I read over the numbers repeatedly as if it was fulfilling my desire to discover Edward's secret. "I was kind of upset though; I was hopefully that we could find out he was gay, so I could date him," Adrian expressed with a frown on his face.

"Oh, it's okay Adrian. You still have me," I soothed while pulling him into my arms.

"Oh Tanya!" he cried. It was uncomfortable having a grown man cry all over you. I wanted to yell "MAN UP, you punk!" but I wasn't that mean-hearted. I would just do it later when he was less fragile.

"Pull yourself together. Adrian, we have a mystery on our hands to solve. We know Edward isn't gay. We know he is seeing someone, the lady is still unidentified. Now, what could we do to help Edward out?"

Adrian pulled up from me and wiped his eyes. "Umm…Tanya how about a house call?"

I smiled and nodded. A house call? Why didn't I think of that? "You play dirty, Adrian," I smirked.

He started up the car and we revved away when Adrian remarked, "I never said I would play fair."

I laughed as my partner-in-crime and I rode out into the night.

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"Edward, how was your date?" I smiled as he came into work two minutes late.

"Tanya, leave me alone," he grumbled as he placed down his bag and retrieved his schedule for the day.

"Was somebody hurt last night?" I asked innocently.

"Tanya," he voice sternly. "How did you know I had a date last night?"

I stepped towards him and leaned in so only he and I could hear. "Edward, you are not as innocent as everyone thinks you are and I am not as foolish as I look. Now, I know you are seeing someone. And it would be wise to tell me. Edward, do you understand?"

He sighed. "Tanya, I have no idea what you are talking about. I can assure you that –"

I held up my hand. "Cut the crap, Edward. I know you have something going on."

He put my hand back down. "Tanya, there is nothing going on in my life that concerns you. And it would be wise for you to mind your own business before innocent people get hurt. Now, do you understand?"

"Perfectly, Edward. I like it when you get all forceful with me," I teased him.

"Whatever, Tanya," he mumbled before going to his first class.

The day progressed until it came to a halt at the Beginner's Tango Class. This had to be the slowest class for me. It was like all the hints and flirting went out the door when it came to this class. All of my attempts for Edward were forgotten, now. Edward instantly brightened when he noticed that Jacob would not be attending another class and he would get to dance with Bella again. That left me with the position of making sure that everyone had the right posture and footwork. I hated beginning classes. They had awful lines, and they would think that they could compete with a professional such as me. Please, I was trained by only the best and I only expect the best from my students. I intend to break them down until they dream of the Tango.

But Edward. He was too gentle and trusting with his students. He tried not to let them believe they were horrible, when I would say it to their faces. He made people believe that anyone could be a dancer when that wasn't true. Everyone can't be a dancer, especially that Lauren and Tyler couple.

"Mr. Crowley, you are holding her all wrong! You hold her back, not even coming close to her rear-end." Tyler looked down ashamed as I walked over to assist this couple.

I looked over at Edward and Bella when she missed a step. She giggled and apologized. Edward just went back to their first position saying sweetly, "That's okay, Bella, let's begin again." Why did he laugh when she blushed in embarrassment? Did she think she was being cute dancing with my partner?

Sigh. Just when you think you know men, just when you thought you figured out what they wanted, they do something that makes you change your opinion.

--

I came home with Adrian who helped me pick out the right outfit for Friday. I pulled out a white clingy dress.

"No…too innocent, like that girl in your class," Adrian remarked, throwing the dress out of the suggestion pile. I held up a sexy black number – my secret weapon to seduce.

"Not innocent enough. It's perfect!" Adrian remarked while coming up to hug me. "You better knock him dead."

Edward was special and I was going to use extra seducing power to break him down until he screamed 'mercy.' I smiled wickedly to myself. Who said being naughty wasn't fun?

EDWARD

It was a quiet Friday night with just myself. Bella told me we needed to lay low, so I told her she couldn't come over tonight. But she said that Alice wanted her to go shopping, so she wouldn't be over anyways. I was a little more strong-willed than Bella, but my self-control was only so limited. Sometimes, I just want to scoop her in my arms during practice and show the world that I am in love with her. But Tanya was always on my case and Alice was on Bella's, so I knew not to create an exhibition just yet.

I heard a knock at my door and unsuspecting anything, I opened it. That was a bad move.

"T-T-TANYA!" I jumped. There she was standing in my door wearing an ultra-tight black leather skirt and jacket that was zipped perilously low exposing her bare chest. She looked like a real hooker.

"Yes, Edward, it is me," she smiled while she slinked into my home. I looked out to see if I was being Punk'd. But sadly, the night was still and I closed my door confused by her presence.

"Uhh…Tanya what are you doing here?"

She turned around and grabbed my hands. "You seemed lonely today, so I wanted to give you some company." I didn't like it when she touched me, but she held a firm grip that I stood still.

"Tanya, I was fine by myself…"

"Nonsense, Edward," she said as she drew me into her, grasping me into an uncomfortable hug. I let my arms dangle at the side until she took them and wrapped them along her body. "No one wants to be alone, unless," she whispered coquettishly, "they want to be alone with me."

I pulled away from her, trying to usher to the front door. "Tanya, I already went over this." But she didn't listen. Instead, she let her hands wander over my chest.

"Edward, I know you want me. I can see it in your eyes. I know you have to front for everyone." I shook my head in rebuttal, but she steadied me with her fingers. "We will have none of that, Edward. I came to do you…a favor." Soon, she was pushing me down my hallway which led to my room. I gulped nervously as she continued. I heard her kick the door open.

"Tanya, this is inappropriate," I rebuked. I felt the back of my knees bump into my bed frame as I struggled to keep from falling against it. "Tanya, I don't need any favors." I said trying to casually push her off of me, but the girl was too strong for me to be gentle. How did she have this much control?

"Of course you do, Eddie. You can't keep all these feelings inside." She foisted herself on me which sent me falling backwards on my bed. Once she thought I wouldn't move, she began to crawl up along side. I was really nervous about what she was going to do. My hands were starting to sweat and I tensed up from the awkward situation. "Sometimes, Edward, you need help letting them out." When I felt her jiggling with my belt buckle, I forcefully grabbed her hands trying to hold her off.

"Tanya, this is completely out of line," I scolded.

But she just laughed and tossed her long hair to the side. Now, she was straddling me with her cleavage staring me in the face. I had to look away because I was slightly appalled by her brazenness. No woman should have to subject herself to this low-grade behavior.

When I closed my eyes shortly, I could hear the pull of her tight skirt as she twisted above me. "Silly, Edward, you are out of line," she laughed. I had to do something. I had to set Tanya right before she did something that none of us would be able to forgive. So, I grabbed her wrists and gently pushed her back up and rolled her over so I was on top of her.

"Tanya," I reprimanded. "This is unprofessional behavior. Our relationship is based on the dance floor and I intend to keep this relationship professional. Now, this is completely disturbing and I wouldn't have expected this from you." She relaxed her aggression until I saw embarrassment roll over her. I felt horrible over our confrontation, but Tanya was mistaken and I needed to correct her. I rose out of the bed and offered my hand to help her up. She stiffly hoisted herself, rejecting my offer and haunted to the front door.

She zipped back up her jacket and brushed her hair with a hand. "Well, is this it, Edward?" she sighed. "You are not going to tell me anything. You aren't going to compensate for me looking like a fool?"

I opened my front door to let her out. "I don't think you deserve that much. If…if…if someone would have seen that, could you imagine what they would say?" In my mind, I could only think of what Bella would think if she walked in on the scene I just escaped from.

Tanya narrowed her eyes in irritation. "Funny, because I was thinking the same thing about you and Bella the other day when you guys were whispering in each other's ear," she spat.

I froze at her accusation with the door closing us in again. What were they saying? "I…I don't know what you mean? What about Bella and me?"

A sneer revealed on Tanya as she realized what she uncovered. "Is it Bella? Miss Swan?"

"No," I said too quickly while looking away from Tanya's prying eyes.

"No, it is Bella, isn't it?" Tanya laughed.

"What's so funny?" I said darkly. I didn't like the way she carried on.

"Ooohhh, Edward – you are such a hypocrite," she charged. "How dare you rant at me to be professional, when it's obvious that you are sneaking around with a student?"

I placed my hands up defensively. "It is not what it seems Tanya. You have to understand."

But Tanya shook her head as she already discovered my secret. "No, Edward, I think I understand. You are messing around with a student – who must be putting out – but I can't even get a date, let alone a relationship from my partner who I have danced with for years. Now, how fair is that?"

"I'm sorry you feel that way, but Tanya I have told you time and time before. I don't see you that way. You are my dance partner. You are a very beautiful girl, but I have someone in my life, now. First, you will not talk about Miss Swan in anyway that in less than decent. And second, I don't think it is necessary to share my personal life with you. Good night, Tanya. I will see you tomorrow." I opened my front door once more and I shuffled her out.

"Good night, Edward. Tell Bella I said hello," she smirked. I slammed the door after she walked to her car, and sunk to the floor. A hard thud echoed as I limped over having no more energy to deal with any drama.

What just happened? Did Tanya just come to my house and how did she find it? And now, did she know my secret? Bella's secret?

I got up from my funk and trudged my way into my chaotic bedroom where Tanya's presence was still heavy. I didn't think I would be sleeping in there tonight. Quickly, I grabbed my phone and sent Bella a text.

THE GIG IS UP. TANYA KNOWS. I'M SORRY. :(

With my phone in hand, I plopped myself down on my couch and just relaxed. This day was crazy. I still couldn't get over the fact that Tanya had actually came to my apartment. Hopefully, she got my message this time about how I wasn't interested in her. I closed my eyes and breathed deeply, meditating when Bella's ringtone went off on my phone.

"Lost without you.

Can't help myself.

How does it feel, to know that I love you, baby…"

I picked it up. "Hello?" I was anxious to hear my love's voice.

"Hello, Edward," the voice said, but it wasn't my Bella's. "This is Alice, Bella's roommate and best friend. I am also in your class. Just so you know – I know about you and Bella. Good night."

And then, line went dead. I guess Bella had a lot of explaining to do.

So much for secrets, but we all knew the best kept ones are the ones that are taken to grave. Or the ones told to sealed lips. But somehow when you loved someone, it would always find a way to slip out.

A/N: Side note: I know this little boy who came up to me and said his name was Adrian after the Cheetah Girl, Adrienne Bailon who plays Chanel.

What do you think of Tanya now??