CHAPTER 25

Step Two: Unveil the Secrets

Disclaimer: Secret SM Confession #12: I actually own an underground vampire club. It's called sex. Have you heard of it?

AN: Thanks for all the reviews, guys! You are all fabulously amazing and I love you. I would just like to say I got two reviews that were above the rest.

EVELYNA145 made me laugh with her threat about Edward standing behind me with a big knife. I was cracking up with that one. Threats on this website make me giggle.

WHATSERNAMEUK was so funny with her term for man-whores. 'Bluts' like boy-sluts. I laughed so hard.

You ladies are the greatest.

SHAPS is currently MIA so once again, this is not beta-ed. Let's call Demetri and track her down... (that sounded much creepier than I intended)

Anyway, this chapter is learning about what exactly happend with Cope, Nefarious, and Edward. It's, well, it's shocking, so be prepared.

BPOV

"Are those tears, Isabella," the voice spoke again. "There's no crying in football. And just so you know, Edward is one to cuddle with his virgins when they cry, so if you want to keep him, I'd drop the façade."

I felt the rumble of Edward's growl resonate through my own body. Clearly, he was a little upset at our visitor's comment.

"Why are you even here, Tanya?" Edward snapped. "Don't you have some cock to suck or something?"

She giggled and annoying little laugh, her hair swaying in the wind. "First of all, I have cheerleading practice. And second of all, indeed I dohave some cock to suck. Yours. It's been too long," the strawberry-blonde answered as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.

I threw up in my mouth just a little bit.

"And you should know about my practice, I know how you love your girls on top," she continued.

This was one caused me to cringe and Edward presumably felt it because he responded with extreme fury.

"Ya, I also enjoy a blindfold and earplugs when that girl is you. Geez, I feel like I'm fucking a monkey with those wretched sounds!" Edward chuckled angrily.

"Oh c'mon, I know you love my mouth," she smirked.

"Well actually, your throat would be a more specific answer. It is nice for my dick. And seriously, it is the only way I can shut you up!"

"At least I'm good!"

"Only because you have practice on every single person with a dick at this school! Practice makes perfect!" he shouted.

Tanya turned bright red and tears began to well up in her eyes. He had clearly found a soft spot in her armor. Quickly, Tanya began running away, her soft sobs echoing across the field. I glanced over at Edward and his face was solemn, yet sad.

"I hate being an ass to women, but some, like Tanya, just don't take the hint. I tried to be nice, I really did, but I don't want her. I want someone else…" he said, frustration seeping in his voice for more than one reason.

I bit my lip. "Edward, what happened with Ms. Cope and Mr. Nefarious?" I asked boldly and a bit out of the blue.

Edward winced, pushing be backwards, away from his body. Away from him. It wasn't nearly rough enough to hurt me physically, but definitely significant enough to injure me emotionally. He was pushing me away.

"It's nothing, don't worry about it," he said almost robotically.

Of course I didn't believe his horrible lie. I know what I heard through the principle's door.

"I know there's something. I heard it. Please," I begged.

"Bella, don't get involved. I can't let you get caught up in this mess," he croaked.

"Edward, I can help you. If they did something, Charlie can help you press charges. Please, let me help you. I need to help you," I cried.

"No one can help me," he whispered.

"Please," I murmured. "It's all I want". I unleashed the full power of the pouty lip, jutting it forward.

"How can I refuse you when you beg like that?" his voice cracked.

"Don't refuse. I'll listen. I'll be there for you."

Reluctantly, he nodded.

"Okay, but Bella, this doesn't leave the field. You can't even tell Charlie."

I reached forward, linking my smallest finger with his.

"Pinky promise," I breathed.

He warily breathed, trying to compose his nervous demeanor, while staring down at the intricate link of our fingers.

"Bella, do you remember when I moved here for freshman year?" he asked me.

I nodded mutely.

How could I forget that? The arrival of the Adonis made the panties wet for every female at the school. Edward surely shook things up with his dashing good looks.

It seemed that every girl was drooling at his feet, ready to do anything and everything for him. However, it was rather strange because in the past, Edward was quite shy, always keeping to himself and such. It wasn't until halfway through the semester when the reputation began.

And clearly, these horny high school sluts did ­everything for him. A day hardly passed when I didn't hear about "Edward this", "Edward that". Our school was quite smitten with our new toy.

Along with the bad-boy Edward came his fabulous sister Alice. We became quick friends thanks to her charismatic, yet almost pushy attitude. It seemed that Alice was shocked with his transformation. Maybe whatever happened with Ms. Cope occurred around hallway through freshman year…

"Before Carlisle and Esme adopted me, I had been passed through foster home after foster home. Just when I was starting to get comfortable in a new world, my 'parents' would yank me out and return me. They treated me like a shiny toy that lost its appeal after a few months. And the worst part was that I didn't understand what I did wrong. After a while, it became more difficult to get adopted. People these days just want a baby, not a teenager. So when the time came that Carlisle and Esme came to the adoption center, I was going to do anything to make sure this was the last family I stayed with. I just wanted to be loved. That's all I've ever wanted," he whispered sincerely.

"Edward," I cried out, my heart breaking. "I had no idea you felt this way."

"It's okay, Bella. It's not your fault," he smiled, tucking a tendril of hair behind my ear.

"So I was very lucky that Carlisle and Esme were so welcoming and amiable parents. I decided that I was going to work extremely hard in school to thank them for being so wonderful and taking me in. It seemed that everything was going well until I got to my psychology midterm. That class had been absolutely brutal. The teacher, Jane Volterra was absolutely lethal," he said.

Jane Volterra? That name sounds familiar, but I feel like she doesn't work here anymore. Was that the one that 'quit' and moved to Italy…

"Anyway, I was barely scraping by with a 'C'. I had stayed after school and come in early for extra assistance but nothing seemed to be helping. I was so upset with myself because I felt like I was letting Carlisle and Esme down. After we had gotten our midterms back, my grade had dropped even lower and now I was failing. I was disgusted with myself. When we received our scores, I stayed after school for the countless time to review what I had missed so I could possibly improve in the future. I asked her if there was anything I could do for extra credit and she said that there was one thing," he stopped his sentence.

I squeezed his hand tighter, knowing this was were the story was going to get worse.

"Take your time, Edward, I know this must be tough for you," I said soothingly, rubbing circles on his shaking hand.

"I said I would do anything. So she leaned forward and, and, uh … she k-k-kissed me," he said shakily.

My jaw dropped.

"What? Edward? Did you tell anyone about this? She could get fired!" I said, outraged at this 'teacher'.

He put his finger on my mouth to silence me. Obviously, there was more to come and he didn't need to deal with my outbreak. I needed to control my emotions because Edward trusted me with this.

"And then she s-s-started un-un-b-buttoning my shirt and said 'well I can think of one way to raise you're grade'" he gulped.

I sniffled in shame. Edward really didn't deserve this.

"I was so shocked, but I didn't want Carlisle and Esme to get upset. I thought it was going to work when Mr. Nefarious walked in. He saw everything, Bella. He thinks I was going to sleep with a teacher. And as a stupid freshman, I was probably going to," he cried.

"Edward," I sobbed, pulling him to my chest, cradling like he had to me. This was his time of need.

I could feel his chest shaking, but he was holding back the tears. After a few seconds, he composed himself and continued.

"He told me that I could get expelled for that sort of behavior. I could not let that happen. I could not be a disappointment for the best foster parents I had ever had. So I said the same fucked up thing I said to Jane. I said I would do anything if he didn't tell my parents. Mr. Nefarious said he needed to bring some 'fun'", he shuddered on that word, "to his adulterous relationship with a co-worker. It was Ms. Cope. I can guess you can figure out what happened next," he trembled.

I started bawling and Edward tried to hold back tears, but it was in vain. His dam broke and he cried. He let out the pain that he had been holding for so long. We just stood there, holding each other and weeping for the past.

"Edward," I sniffled. "You need to tell someone about this. They can get in trouble. That's statutory rape."

"Do you think they would believe me? A seventeen-year-old kid versus a school administrator? No. They won't. And then Carlisle and Esme will know I slept with a fucking teacher and failed psychology. They'll hate me. I can't let that happen. They're the only people who truly love me," he whispered.

I whimpered. Did I? Do I? Can I? Can I tell him the truth?

Love?

"Edward, you know that's not true. Carlisle and Esme will always love you," I murmured, stroking his thick mane of hair. "And, I know that a lot of other people love you too."

"Like who, hmm? Jessica? Tanya? Lauren? They mean nothing to me. Nothing. I just want you. I love you," he sobbed.

He had laid it on the line. Could I?

"I-I-I…"

AN: I know, that was cruel. But it had to be done. I'm sorry. Review/PM. Yes. Thanks!

Next chapter is almost done so don't fret. I know it's short, but hey, you got it!

By the way, nefarious means "extremely wicked"; "nefarious schemes"; "a villanious plot", so that was a small clue if you looked that up previously.