A/N: Thank you, thank you, thank you. I am almost at the 100th review and maybe to some of you it might not mean a lot, but to me it certainly does!!! In this chapter, everything is cleared up!!!!!! Enjoy!!!

On a side note that has nothing to do with the story or fanfiction in general: LAKERS WON THE 2009 CHAMPIONSHITP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! THAT'S RIGHT!!!! THEY WON!!!!! HAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! THE CITY, THE VALLEY AND THE SURROUNDING SUBURBS ARE GOING CRAZY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (it's kinda scary to walk outside because of the euphoric fans and cops roaming all of the southland...)

BPOV

"There are times when a battle decides everything, and there are times when the most insignificant thing can decide the outcome of a battle"-Napoleon Bonaparte.

I made a decision and I was going to stick by it, no matter who told me not to.

Alice and Rose must have noticed that I was standing by myself because they came up to me, breathless from dancing dates in tow.

"Bella, where's Keith?" Rose asked me, and Emmett and Jasper caught up with them.

"Damn, and you guys are in heels!" Emmett said, when he parked behind Rose, who looked back at him with a "what took you too long" look.

"He went to meet Headmistress Cullen with Tanya."

"Tanya?" Alice asked watching me closely for some reason. "Do you like her?"

"I only spoke to her for like five seconds before Edward came and told her that your mom wanted to talk to her. And since Keith has never met your mom, he wanted to take the opportunity."

"Really?" Alice asked, still watching me like a hawk.

"What?" I asked her, annoyed at her staring.

"No, nothing." Alice smiled as if she found what se was looking for.

"How could a gentleman leave a lady, who he is supposed to be escorting, alone?" Jasper asked, indignant.

"Thanks Jazz, I'm fine." I said, wanting to hug him for his sweetness.

"Not everyone is as well-bred as you and my brothers, Mr. Whitlock." Alice told Jasper, with the glimmer in her eye.

"Thank you, Miss Cullen." He answered back, staring just like her.

"Bella, come join us, I don't want you to turn into a wallflower." Emmett told me as he took my hand.

"No, no!" I said trying to stop him, "I hate dancing, and seriously you guys, I'm fine." I also needed to find Keith and get rid of him.

And then I decided to see how good my acting skills were, "you know," I put my hand in my forehead as if I had a splitting headache, "I don't feel so good. I think the weather's making me sick." Pointing to one of the cathedral-style windows of the ballroom. You could see the buckets of water that were falling every second by the storm.

"Really?" Alice asked, worried.

"Yeah, you don't mind excusing me to Keith and your mother do you?"

"Yeah, maybe you should lie down." Alice agreed with me, taking her hand in my own to give me comfort. I squeezed it just because I was grateful for her unneeded worry.

"Emmett, take her to her room." Rose told Emmett who nodded his head while putting his arm around my shoulders as if a headache made you want to fall to pieces.

A migraine would.

Yeah thanks. Fake headache.

Oh right.

Yeah…

"Hope you feel better, little lady." Jasper told me as Emmett started for the door.

"Yeah, Bella get better." Rose told me.

"I'll send Carlisle to see you when I find him." Alice told me.

"No," great… "I'll just take some aspirin, some water and go to sleep. It's not such a big deal."

"Are you sure?" Alice asked me uncertain of my request.

"Yes, Alice, I promise I'll be fine." I tried to look as innocent as I could possibly act it.

"Alright, Rose and I'll come check on you in two hours ok?"

"Yes." She came up to me, gave me a peck in the cheek and whispered in my ear as if everyone wasn't supposed to hear that, "Feel better."

Did you just feel like she meant something else?

Yeah… as if she knew that-

Yeah…

No. We're being ridiculous. How could she know???!!!

It's Alice!

Hmm…

"Thanks, Ali. I'll see you later everyone, have fun!" Emmett had stopped walking so that everyone could say their goodbyes but when I finished my request he started for the door again.

We talked about how good he looked in a tux with the matching tie and handkerchief to Rose's dress and how I looked great in Alice's dress. I thanked him for his compliments and when he noticed I didn't believe him, he told me to have a little confidence and self-esteem.

I promised him I would work on that.

After he opened my door for me, he told me to take care and he hoped I would get better soon. I thanked him again, feeling guilty for my lie but didn't divulge to him my secret.

When he left my room, I waited five minutes to see if he had left the lounge already. I looked at the clock that was situated on the mantle of the fireplace and saw that it was almost at the half an hour mark so I slowly went into Edward's room.

My heart was racing, adrenaline was pumping through my veins, but I still had my objective clearly in view. His room was dark, but you could make out that his room was almost identical to mine. In the shadows of the dim light coming from the window, you could make out a bed, a night table, a desk and what looked like a pianoforte.

Of course…

I smiled and walked in as if the room booby trapped. The only thing you could hear was the rain hitting the window and the rustle of my dress against the floor.

"You came." I jumped, I looked around and found Edward standing by the door looking as if he was part of the wall.

"Do you want me to die?" I asked him, breathless.

"No darling," he pushed himself from the wall and walked slowly towards me, "that's the extreme polar opposite of what I want." He had taken off his tuxedo jacket and tie. And was now only wearing the shirt and pants. I clutched my heart that was now racing as if it was its last minutes alive, "if you die, it means you'll be cold, I on the other hand want to," when he reached me he stood there for a second and suddenly he suddenly put his arm around my waist pushing me tightly against his chest, "make you hot." He proceeded to crashing his lips onto mine.

I was shocked beyond belief at his actions which made me even more determined. I pushed him away and looked at him angrily. "Edward Cullen!"

"What's the matter, darling?" His voice was detached, icy. "Isn't this what you want?"

"What?" I asked him, confused.

"Isn't this what you want?" As he said this, he ripped off his shirt, sending the buttons everywhere to reveal his well-toned abs. I would have melted but the atmosphere and my decision stopped me from throwing myself at him. "Isn't this what you want?"

"Edward-"

"You just want a sexual relationship? Fine! I'll be your sex slave/sex master! I will do everything to you and I'll let you do everything to me! I'll even research brothels and strip clubs to find new material, even though I'm pretty good in the sack!" My mouth was on the floor with his speech.

The anger and indignation exploded and with a SMACK! My hand hit his cheek, throwing his face to the side. He was clearly in shock that I slapped him and that I did it with so much force. Something snapped inside of him because next thing I knew, he grabbed my wrist throwing me in bed, him falling on top of me.

"Don't play the insulted card, Bella. We all know all you want is sex." He whispered in a low voice.

"How dare you!" I tried squirming out of his body that unfortunately for me was rock solid.

"Bella, I know you just want sex, let's do this baby. Let's do it." He crashed his lips to mine, I tried to get him off, but my body was far too weak and I could feel my resolve slip away as he kissed me with untamed passion.

I ran my hands through his luscious hair, inciting a moan from him, as he lightly bit my lip asking me for permission to enter. I felt his hands everywhere, but when I felt him trying to take my dress off that's when my resolve returned.

I savored his lips for one more second and then clawed him in the back. He would have enjoyed this if I hadn't added so much pressure and anger to it, making him cringe away from me. I took my chance to dart to the other side of the room as he fell on the bed, without my body as support.

"Fuck Bella. I could tell you like it kinky but you didn't need to be so forceful!" He said as he got up, one hand where I had clawed him.

"Listen to Edward fucking Cullen! I don't want you as a sex slave or sex master!" I felt the anger rising again, "where the fuck did you get that idea?!"

"Where?" Anger flashed in his own eyes, "it was all about sex. You're little outfit the day I came on to you, the other little outfit when you came on to me in your classroom and then suddenly after you got the revenge you wanted from me you ignored me! It's all about sex with you!" He yelled.

"What?"

"You heard me! And then tonight after a month of ignoring me, the second I tell you to come to my room when everyone is at the ball you come running!" He yelled, clearly he had held this in for some time.

"Edward I never expected to have just a sexual relationship with you!"

"Yeah right! That's all it is with you! Sex!"

"How dare you?!" I screamed, "do you remember why Jacob cheated on me?" Tears pooled in my eyes, not because of the hurtful memories, but because I was enraged with Edward. I knew I had hit him with my words, he winced and looked away. "You are just as bad as him!"

"Don't compare me to trash!"

"That's what you are showing me right now! That you are just like him!"

Edward went to me, and I went back against the wall to try and get away from him, obviously I hadn't helped my case by doing this. "Bella, ever since I saw you in the assembly at the beginning of the year I have wanted to get closer to you. I was achieving that until the whole Emmett thing and then the Jacob thing and then the sex thing." I didn't understand half of what he was saying so I just listened. "I have tried to do everything to have you say to me that you want me just as bad as I want you. I have tried everything to have you say that you want to try something romantic with me just like I want it with you. I have tried everything to rip you from my mind, I have tried everything to like you in the shadows. If it means that I can only have you in a physical relationship, than I accept it. If it means that I get to be closer to you, even if you only want skin." His cold demeanor had fallen and now a hurt and sad boy stood between me and the wall.

"You want more?" I asked shocked, as I analyzed what he was trying to tell me.

"Yes, but if you don't than it's ok," he told me truthfully, gently taking the back of his hand against my cheek.

"Why?"

"Why?" He asked incredulously, "because there's something about you that draws me to you. Granted, I really don't know you much, even with a month of being co-workers, but there's still something there." He whimpered.

I wanted to cry. He wanted to have a relationship with me just as much as I wanted a relationship with him. "I don't want just sex with you Edward." I confessed, "I want more, it's just that I wanted to protect myself from further pain." I said remembering Jacob.

"Is that why you stopped talking to me like before?"

"No, I also thought that you didn't want anything to do with me after what happened in the classroom."

"So for a month, you and I have been dancing around each other for nothing?" I could hear the amusement in his voice.

"I guess." I started to laugh.

"Bella?"

"Yes?"

"I'm sorry."

"I know, sweetie, I know."

"Can I kiss you?"

"Yes."

His lips found mine, and he kissed me softly and sweetly. There was no lust, no want, no power. It was just… us… it only lasted a couple of seconds, if we did the magic would have gone. We broke away, not breathless for lack of air, but breathless from the beautiful emotions it evoked.

He and I looked at each other, the dim light hitting his face making him look unreal and mystical. "Bella?"

"Yes?"

"Are you free tomorrow?"

"Tomorrow?"

"Yes, unless of course you have plans," he said hurriedly. I giggled and put my finger in his lips to shush him.

He did, waiting anxiously for my reply, "I'm free tomorrow afternoon."

He's beautiful face broke into a wide smile making him look like a boy again, "brilliant."

"Edward?"

"Hmm?"

"I have a headache."

A/N: A couple of notes: One: No, he did not try and force himself on her. He assumed that she only wanted to have sex with him so he didn't have any malicious thoughts. Two: Bella didn't go crazy on his ass more because of the turn of events. Three: They don't love each other at this point, they just have a very powerful attraction towards each other. Let's call it puppy love. Four: this chapter was written to fix the problems Bella and Edward had, every other problem or cryptic message I wrote will be unveiled in the next two chapters. Five: This is not the end of Tanya and Keith Murray, and finally six: THEY ARE FINALLY TOGETHER IN A WAY!!!!!!!!!!!

Some of you may think I jumped around, but I seriously didn't. If you notice, when Edward had Bella against the wall his confession turned from angry to sad and hurt hence showing Bella that he wanted more with her. She dropped her hard demeanor because she was incredulous to his words which made Edward confess further and badabim badaboom you have the ending to the chapter.

P.S. A/N. Any questions that you may have after this explanation, feel free to ask me. :D I hope you like this and let me tell you that I'm not done. There is still much to do with the development of this story and I hope you guys still support me 'til the end. You're reviews put a smile on my face and thank you again!!!!!!!!!!!!!