AN: I've been saving a particular bomb for an awhile and have just dropped it in his chapter. It took forever to figure how to actually start it though. These two are about to have their first recorded argument. *Sniff* they grow up just too quickly. Edward better be weary of Bella in this chapter. I would also like to add that it seems that the last chapter left you with fears that Edward and Bella will break up. That is not the case. I am an HEA girl all the way and I don't do unnecessary angst. It was just an errant thought and I don't have plans to break these two up. That being said, thank you all for taking the time to review! This chapter isn't beta'd so...yeah the mistakes are all mine.

Lies and Repentance

I slammed the door closed behind me as I stomped into the house. I headed straight for the kitchen where I found Edward sitting at the counter, a bag of peas clutched to his head, his tie loose, and his face weary.

"Would you like to know where I just spent two fucking hours?" I asked calmly. He opened his mouth to respond but I just held up my hand, silently telling him that it was a rhetorical question.

"Detention. That is where I was because the fucking guidance counsellor hit on me so I called him...and I'm quoting this a 'disgusting, pedophiliac asshole.' He didn't like that. But you would you like to know what else he told me and don't you dare even think about talking right now," I spat. He seemed to shrink slightly under my glare, something I noted smugly.

"He told me that the legal age for sex in Washington was sixteen. Now tell me Edward, as a doctor, you should know something like that, shouldn't you?" He closed his eyes and let out a groan as he tilted his head up so that he was looking at the ceiling.

"Can we not do this right now? I've had a stressful day and I really don't think I can handle this right now," he said tiredly and I scoffed at him. "Oh poor Edward. Do you think my day has been a fucking walk in the park because I have news for you buddy, it was the exact opposite. And to find out that you lied to me on top of it all just made it that much better."

He sighed and looked at me, "Bella, when I said that our first time was illegal-which to be truthful it wasn't-I was grasping at straws. I was trying to find a way to get myself out of the situation as quick as possible and that seemed like the best way to do it-"

"So lying to me, making me feel guilty, was better than actually facing what you had done?" I asked, interrupting him. His brow creased in annoyance and he crossed his arms over his chest. "That isn't what I said, you're twisting my words. Yes, I admit it was a cowards way out and I should have corrected you on the subject, but it wasn't like once I accepted my feelings for you I was really thinking about that."

"So it just slipped your mind? The fact that I was naive enough to listen to a word that was coming out of your mouth that morning is just...god, I am so stupid! I was all concerned about how you were feeling while you were just trying to cover your own ass."

He stood and I could tell he was getting defensive. "It wasn't like that and don't you fucking dare pin this all on me. You stuck me in a corner where I was forced to come to terms with everything. Yeah, I could have handled it better and I am sorry for lying to you, but you don't understand what it was like for me. The whole situation was one, big clusterfuck. I felt like my every move was under scrutiny and I couldn't cope with it. So I tried to find an easy out. If the roles were reversed I am sure you would have done the same."

"Don't you dare tell me what I would or would not do. How did you just forget the fact that you lied to me? It is kind of important don't you think? How am I meant to know if you haven't lied about other things?"

"I swear to you that is the only thing I lied about. I don't know what else you want me to say. I said I was sorry." His eyes were blazing and I knew that we were both on the edge. Somewhere in the middle of our argument we had ended up really close to each other. So close that I could feel his heavy breathing against my face.

"Maybe sorry isn't good enough," I whispered and turned away from him. Now that the anger had simmered down slightly, I could feel the hurt and vulnerability seeping in. I could feel him following me as I walked out of the kitchen and into the living room, but I studiously ignored him.

He gripped my shoulder and turned me back to face him. "Tell me how I can make this better and I will, but don't shut me out," he pleaded, which only made me even more pissed off, because frankly all I wanted was some space and he really wasn't giving me any.

My barriers sprang up and I narrowed my eyes at him. He had no right to tell me what to do, especially right now. "Go fuck yourself," I hissed. His eyes darkened and his jaw tightened as we fell off the edge we had been sitting on precariously.

He slammed me against the nearest wall before crushing his lips to mine. I placed my hands on his shoulders and shoved him away from me before stalking towards him. I grabbed him by his tie and yanked his head down so that our eyes were level. "You are not in control of me, you don't tell me what I can and cannot do and you most definitely do not lie to me...ever. Do you understand me?"

He nodded, his chest heaving up and down with each breath he took.

I buried my hands in his hair and forced his lips back against mine as I continued moving backwards until his knees hit the arm of the couch. I pulled back slightly and pressed my hands to his shoulders before shoving him backwards so that he landed on the couch with a huff.

I wasted no time in climbing on top of him, a leg on each side of his hip, pinning him to the couch.

"I think its time I showed you just who is in control here," I told him as I pulled his tie off and threw it behind me.

He leaned up on his elbows and watched me hungrily as my fingers nimbly unbuttoned his once crisp, white shirt. Once I had finished I splayed my hands out on his chest and ran them up it, parting his shirt so that it fell on either side of him. I was thankful for the fact that Edward hated wearing undershirts because I loved the easy access to his chest.

He groaned as I dragged my nails down his stomach and I forced his head to the side as my lips attacked the skin of his neck. The muscles of his stomach clenched under my fingers and I bit down on his neck before laving my tongue over it, causing him to arch into me.

I dragged my lips up to his ear and sucked on his lobe. "Do you like that?" I whispered quietly, "Do you like it when I take control?" He let out a moan and buckled his hips, showing me the physical evidence of how much he was enjoying what I was doing.

I smirked, pleased that I had already managed to reduce him to a panting, moaning mess. My lips, tongue and teeth hunted down his body, pausing on certain spots to give them extra attention. I could already see red spots forming on his chest where I had marked him and I was secretly thrilled that he would have them for a least a few days.

Each movement I made was slow and deliberate as my unbuckled his belt and pulled his slacks down his legs. I stood up to help get rid of them properly before unbuttoning the yellow, plaid shirt that I was wearing. I shrugged out of it and pulled of the white tank top that was underneath it.

His eyes drank me in hungrily as I toed off my already loosened chucks and turned around so that my back was facing him. I considered the idea of just leaving him there, aroused and almost naked, but decided that teasing him to the edge and back would work better.

I looked over my shoulder and threw him a wink as I placed my hands on the waistband of my black jeans and pulled them down, making sure to bend over as I did so. Edward let out a strangled groan and I couldn't help the small giggle that escaped me as I silently thanked Alice for suggesting that I wear one my new thongs today.

I pulled my socks off before turning back to him. He started to sit up as I unclasped my bra and let it slide down my arms but I wasn't having any of it. I climbed back onto of him and pushed him back down. "Don't think you're going anywhere," I told him as my lips curled up into a smirk, "tonight you are my toy."

If it were even possible, his eyes darkened further and the rise and fall of his chest quickened. "By all means," he murmured huskily, his eyes darting down to my bare breasts and his tongue flicked out and ran along his bottom lip. "Have your wicked way with me."

I suppressed a moan, wondering how he could effect me so strongly even when he was lying underneath me offering me all the control. I placed my hands on either side of his head and leaned down, ghosting my lips along his jaw until I reached his lips.

The kiss we shared was deep, hard and sensual. My tongue dominated his mouth, running over his teeth and twisting with his own tongue. His hands snaked up to rest on my hips and I arched further into him, letting my nipples scrape along his chest.

My fingers wound and tangled into his hair as I sucked his bottom lip into my mouth. He groaned loudly into my mouth and pressed his hips up, silently begging for attention. I slid down his body so that I was sat on his thighs and pulled his weeping cock out of his boxers.

His hands, now empty, clenched tightly into fists as I squeezed him tightly in my hands and started pumping him at a slow, torturous pace. He let his head fall back, a groan escaping his lips.

"Please Bella," he begged, "I need...god just..."

He looked back up at me in frustration as I gazed back at him innocently. "What do you need baby?" I coaxed, not quickening the pace of my hands.

"Faster," he panted and I tilted my head to the side and raised an eyebrow at him.

"Really? Because last time I checked-and correct me if I'm wrong-I was the one in control. Sooo...I don't have to do squat."

He leaned up on his elbows as he raked a hand through his hair, "Shit."

I slid down his thighs a little more and bent down to suck one of his balls into my mouth. He buckled up into me as I switched to the other balls, rolling it around on my tongue. All the while never quickening the pace of my hands.

"Bella," Edward's voice came out as a breathless whine, "you're killing me here."

I pulled back and pouted at him, "We wouldn't want that, now would we?" He shook his head and glanced down to where all movements had ceased on him.

I didn't need to touch him to know that he was throbbing and needing a lot more than I was giving him. I stood up and hooked my fingers into the waistband of my thong and let it fall to the ground, revealing my wet pussy.

"Do you want me?" I asked coyly and he raised his eyebrows, looking almost incredulous.

"Always," he said, like it was promise. I was back on top of him before he could even blink, my lips seeking his and my pussy rubbing along his cock, dripping onto him and nudging the head against my clit.

"Do you want to come?" I asked breathlessly after a few minutes, wondering when teasing him ended up with me teasing myself.

"You have no fucking idea how much," he hissed and I decided to put him out of his misery by sliding down on him in one swift move. His eyes widened before he threw his head back with a growl. His hips arched up sharply, forcing him deeper inside me as he slammed his hand down on the couch and fisted the material in a weak attempt to control himself.

His growl faded into a low, keening noise, almost like a whimper as his jaw flexed, clenching and unclenching rapidly. I watched him, slightly fascinated, as he breathed heavily through his nose as hair, now wet with sweat, darkened and stuck to his forehead. Just watching the way his swollen lips parted and his pale chest glistened was enough to make me clench around him.

I placed my hands on wither side of his head and nuzzled his neck. "You ready for me?" I whispered and he let out a noise, which was between a hysterical giggle and a grunt.

"A little late to be asking, isn't it?" I shrugged; pretending like none of this affected me in the least.

"Better late than never."

He snorted weakly and I raised myself up, pulling myself off him as I turned around and sunk back down on him.

I felt him sit up behind me, pressing his front into my back, and pushing my hair over my shoulder so that he had access to my neck. His hot breath fanned out along my shoulder as I moved over him, our bodies pushing and pulling against each other. His hands lay dormant on my hips, letting me control this, but using my body to ground him.

"I'm not going to last long," he warned quietly as he trailed light kisses up to my neck. I whimpered and let my head rest back against his shoulder.

"Touch me," I begged instead of ordered. He dragged his hands up my skin, allowing his nails to scrape along my skin as he did so, before palming my breasts roughly.

He widened his legs, causing one of them to fall off the couch and be placed firmly on the ground as he sat up higher. Now that he had more balance, his thrusts held more power and force and I couldn't help the noises that escaped my lips because of it. I was sure braying donkeys sounded nicer than what was coming out of my mouth, but the way his cock was hitting me was beyond anything imaginable.

He relocated one of his hands to my clit and pinched it hard, making me shudder and moan on top of him as my orgasm took over. My muscles clenched tightly around him as he stilled beneath me, letting out a strangled groan as his own release took over.

I leaned my back into his chest as I came down from my high and he lay back on the couch. He pulled the throw off the back of the couch and wrapped it around us. "I'm sorry for lying to you and I promise not to do it again. Are we good now?" he murmured as he nuzzled his face in my hair.

I sighed and burrowed further into his warmth. "We were never bad. It happened and I've forgiven you. So let's just move on," I said simply. He kissed the side of my head in silent thanks and rolled onto his side, taking me with him.

Sadly, the gentle coming down of my high was ruined when my eyes met with Mr. Jack's beady ones as he started yapping. Alice had moved into our house after New Years and I had dropped her off at her place to pick up the past of her things today.

I blushed, wondering for how long she had been back and if she had seen anything.

"Alice!" I shouted and she burst into the room a second later. "Shit, sorry," she muttered averting her eyes at our uncovered state and quickly picked up satan's spawn. "Don't let me disturb you...or whatever. I'll be upstairs listening to loud music...so carry on."

She dashed back out the room and I could hear her feet going quickly up the stairs and into my room, which she had turned into her very own closet. I didn't mind too much since I didn't really use it anymore, but I had tripped over at least three times trying and get to the closet for my clothes this morning.

"Edward, can I move my stuff into your room? Alice has turned my room into her personal closet." He snorted like he was unsurprised by this and ran a hand through my hair. "You might as well. I think I can clear out a corner for you."

"I'm going to need a bit more than a corner," I informed him.

He sighed dramatically, "You know, for a girl who says she hates shopping, you sure have a lot of clothes."

"Hey," I said indignantly, "I have a Shopaholic for a best friend, do the math." He laughed at that and I couldn't help but join in, leaving the stress and frustration of the day behind me. The stares and the whispers that I had suffered through evaporated from my mind and I decided that I could deal with it for the time being.

Only six months to go.

AN: There we have it! What did you think? How many of you guys knew that the law was sixteen not eighteen? Lol, I've been waiting too long to drop that bomb. Have all of you guys watched the new Breaking Dawn trailer? Its epic! I'm sorry that my updating has been a bit all over the place due to all the fandoms I've been writing for, but I should start getting back on a schedule soon... As much of a schedule a disorganized person can have. The next two chapters are written so I should post them up quickly. Review!

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