SONG: Kings of Leon - Slow Night, So Long

Author's Note:

Lol, I don't think the song has absolutely anything to do with the chapter. I've just been listening to it on repeat while working on this chapter. Love it and I love KoL!

Savannah-Vee

Chapter 37

Surprise & Suspicion

BPOV

I grinned as I read the text, immediately distracted from Alice and her constant yapping.

She noticed, of course, and turned to look at me, her eyebrow raised questioningly.

"What does it say?" She asked.

I looked at her incredulously. She was so damn nosy.

"None of your business Al."

She grinned. "Oh, it's one of those kinds of texts. God, isn't it a little early for that?"

I frowned at her, confused about what she was implying, when I suddenly realised and flushed.

"Actually, Mary-Alice, it's not. And I'm not going to tell you what it says so just give up."

"Oh yeah?" She said, a teasing smirk on her face, "If it isn't one of those, then why are you blushing so hard?"

I rolled my eyes. "Oh c'mon, since when has blushing ever been hard for me? But I wasn't blushing because of a dirty text, I was blushing because I realised what you were implying."

Alice wiggled her eyebrows at me. "Yeah right."

I ignored her, and read the text from Edward again.

Bored out of my brains in algebra. Teacher's droning on about some bullshit I don't even get. Only thing keeping me awake is the fact that I get to see you next lesson. Looking forward to biology. X

I noticed Alice peering over my shoulder.

"Al!" I hissed, covering the screen with my hand.

She giggled. "Aww, you guys are so cute! You're at that 'can't get enough of each other' stage."

I blushed again, and snapped the cell phone shut.

"Alice, you are so freaking annoying." I muttered.

"I know." She replied, grinning widely, "And you still love me."

It was Monday. It had been a week since Spring Break, and was the second week back at school. Edward had bought me a cell phone the day after he got back to Forks from Seattle. I was actually really glad that he did, although I had refused it initially. I'd told him that in order for me to accept it from him, it would have to be an early birthday gift, even though my birthday was in September, and he reluctantly agreed. My dad hadn't been pleased with the gift, as it meant that he wouldn't be able to monitor my calls anymore, a fact that I was ecstatic about.

"You guys should just do it already." Alice continued nonchalantly, "I mean; it's obvious you're both dying to. What the hell are you waiting for anyway?"

My face flushed again as I glared at her.

She shrugged, feigning innocence, her eyes wide. "What? I'm just saying."

I didn't bother replying, and was relieved when the bell rang, signalling the end of the lesson.

I hurried over to biology, eager to see Edward. I walked into the classroom, grinning as I spotted his bronze mess of hair at our desk.

I was casually making my way over to our desk when I saw her, and I froze in shock.

In the desk adjacent to ours, where Jessica sat, was another person. A girl with wavy strawberry blonde hair, who was chatting away to Jessica and giggling, tossing her hair about her shoulder's as she did.

Tanya.

My jaw dropped slightly, as I gawked at her. What was she doing back? And so soon? She seemed normal enough, acting as if she had never even left, dressed in her usual slutty attire. I glanced at Edward to find his head facing the front of the class, unmoving. I couldn't see his face, only the back of his head, but from the tense way he was sitting, he obviously knew Tanya was there. I took a deep breath and walked over to the desk and sat down. Edward looked at me when I did, his expression blank, though his jaw was clenched. He smiled weakly at me.

"Hey." He whispered.

"Hi." I replied, unable to smile back.

"Oh, hi Isabella!" A voice exclaimed.

My head turned slowly towards Tanya, to find her beaming at me.

A forced smile, which I was sure appeared more like a grimace, formed on my face.

"Hey Tanya, you're back."

She nodded. "Yep, just had a nice little break. I'm glad to be back though."

"That's great." I said; enthusiasm completely void from my voice.

My eyes flickered over towards Jessica, who was leaning around Tanya, openly staring at me, a smug smirk on her lips. What the hell was her problem? She was really starting to bug me, constantly staring at me all the time.

My Banner came in then, and we all turned towards the front of the class as the lesson began.

I peeked at Edward from the corner of my eye. His jaw was still clenched and there was now a small furrow in his brow, as he stared intently towards the front of the class. His head didn't move at all. He didn't look at the window, or at me, and I could see his muscles tensed in his arm as it rested on the desk, his pen in his hand. I sighed minutely, and scribbled a quick note in my notebook.

You could have given me a little warning, you know, that she was back. Did you not think to maybe put it in that text you sent me?

I tore it out, folded it, and passed it over to his side quickly when Mr Banner wasn't looking.

His head remained stiff but his eyes darted down at the scrap of paper, then at me. After a moment, he picked up the paper and unfolded it slowly. He frowned as he read it, and then turned it over and started writing quickly on the back. He then passed it back to me.

She wasn't in algebra. I didn't even know she was back. I just saw her when I got to this class a couple of minutes before you did.

I tore out another scrap and wrote,

Oh. Has she said anything to you? At all?

He read it and shook his head, then quickly scribbled down,

No. Nothing at all. She hasn't even looked at me since I sat down.

I pursed my lips, pondering. It was strange that she ignored Edward, but was friendly to me – too friendly in fact. I was sure that Jessica must have told her about me and Edward, there was no way she would have been able to withhold that information from her for longer than a minute. Plus, Tanya didn't really speak to me before anyway, why was she so friendly all of a sudden?

"What's wrong?" Edward whispered.

I shook my head. "Nothing." I whispered back, "Just thinking."

"About what?" He questioned.

My gaze shifted towards Tanya, and I was stunned to find her own eyes intently watching me and Edward, an enraged expression plastered on her face. When she caught me looking at her, she hastily averted her gaze, the furious expression also vanishing as she pretended to be looking out of the window instead.

At lunch, thankfully, she, Jessica and Rosalie sat at a different table from ours. I looked over at their table several times, to see if Tanya was looking at us again, but she didn't even glance in our direction.

"I know right; what the hell is she doing here?" Alice whispered to me, after following my gaze over to Tanya's table. "Talk about showing up at the wrong time. You and Edward are getting pretty serious now."

I sighed. "Well...She hasn't said or done anything odd so far. In fact, she was really friendly to me in biology today."

Alice raised her eyebrow. "She was really friendly to you? Well, I'd say that is definitely something odd."

I glanced over to their table again. Something about her being back was strange, and it was leaving a feeling of dread in the pit of my stomach.

I went over to Edward's house after school.

We were in the living room. He was sitting on the floor, leaning against the couch and playing his guitar, while I was lying on the couch, absently stroking his soft bronze locks as I listened to the calming tones of his guitar.

After a while he stopped playing and leaned his head back against my chest, closing his eyes.

"Why'd you stop playing?" I asked softly, my fingers still caressing his hair, unable to tear my gaze away from his beautiful features.

He opened his eyes and looked up at me, his hazel eyes boring into mine. I felt my skin flush.

"You're distracting me." He replied, a lazy smirk playing on his lips.

"How?" I asked; my face still flushed under his gaze.

He closed his eyes again slowly and sighed.

"You don't know how good your hands feel in my hair." He murmured.

I felt my face heat up even more at his words and I remained silent, still stroking his hair softly.

We were alone in the living room. Rosalie was at Emmett's, Jasper was at Alice's, Dr Cullen was working at the hospital and Mrs Cullen was in the office upstairs. We sat there, in silence, Edward's eyes closed and his head still leaning against me as I continued playing in his hair. He began humming, his smooth, deep voice resonating in his throat and vibrating through my chest. I held back a small shiver at the sensation.

"What song is that?" I couldn't help whispering.

"You like it?" He whispered back.

"Yeah, sounds good from what I can hear."

He flashed me another lazy grin.

"It's a song I'm kind of composing. On my guitar."

"Oh." I was a little surprised, "I didn't know you could compose."

He smiled again, but didn't respond.

"Can you play it for me?" I asked.

He pursed his lips and I couldn't help staring at them. "Hmm...Ok, but only when I've finished it."

"Ok."

We were silent again for a while, my hands still in his hair. I was just about to say something, the tension starting to get too much, when he suddenly opened his eyes again and peered up at me. My heart thudded faster and I could feel my face and neck heating up once again at the look in his eyes. I knew that look all too well, and it immediately caused arousal to slowly start creeping into my body.

Lust.

Alice's words came back to me, 'You guys should just do it already, I mean; it's obvious you're both dying to. What are you waiting for anyway?'

My hands froze in his hair as I gazed back at him.

"Do you want to go up to my room?" He asked huskily.

I nodded weakly.

He slowly stood up, leaving his guitar on the floor. He stretched, his muscled back rippling under his white tank top. I still lay on the couch, ogling his tall form unashamedly, my eyes scanning every inch of him. He turned around to face me and held out his hand for me to hold, and my eyes involuntarily darted to the already evident bulge in his jeans. I took a deep breath, my arousal growing, and took his hand. He pulled me off the couch and I stood before him, my heart pounding in anticipation. His hands went to my waist and he pulled me against him tightly. My breathing became shallow as I felt him pressed against me, heat flooding to the dampness between my legs. His eyes were intense, burning into mine with passion and lust as he leaned forward and kissed me.

My eyes closed instantly and my hands went to his neck as he began kissing me slowly but firmly, our lips moving against each other perfectly. We had kissed so many times, it was like our mouths instinctively knew what to do without us even thinking about it. My breathing sped up more and I could feel his doing the same. His hands moved down to my ass and he gripped it tightly, pulling me against him harder in the process, and a small whimper escaped me. I pressed my lips harder against his when suddenly he pulled away.

I stared at him in surprise; my lips parted; my breathing still shallow and he grinned at me, and brought his hand up to cup my cheek. His startling eyes scanned my face for a moment and narrowed slightly as he looked at me. He leaned forward, against my ear and whispered,

"You're so fucking sexy Isabella."

My face flamed under his hand, my heart rate increasing again and I heard a soft moan coming from my mouth.

He chuckled softly and took my hand, leading me upstairs to his bedroom.

Once inside his room, he closed and locked the door, even though he wasn't allowed to do so. I looked at him, my eyebrows raised in question, and he shrugged, smirking at me.

"Who gives a fuck about the rules?" He said, moving towards me slowly.

His hands grabbed my ass again and he walked me over to his bed. He spun around and sat on the edge of it, pulling my hips towards him. I sat on his lap facing him, my legs on either side of his body, straddling him.

We started kissing again, our lips moving furiously against each other this time, tongues darting in and out of each other's mouths. Edward's hands were under my shirt, stroking my skin, moving up to squeeze my breasts, I couldn't help myself from grinding against his erection as we kissed, and his hips moved up occasionally to press against my throbbing, wet crotch. He was groaning and I was moaning and I was thinking to myself that this was it; this was the day we were finally going to go all the way. It was getting frustrating only being able to make out, not being able to feel him properly. I wanted to do it. I felt ready. I mean; Alice was right, what were we waiting for anyway? I pushed him back onto the bed on his back.

He stopped kissing me and stared at me for a long moment before sitting up again and easing me off his lap. I frowned at him in confusion, but he just continued to stare at me, his hazel eyes hooded and blinking lazily. He held my hips and moved me closer to the bed, motioning for me to climb on. I did as he asked hastily, climbing on the bed and lying back on his pillow. He got on the bed too, and sat in between my legs, rubbing my thighs as he continued to gaze steadily at me.

"Are you sure about this?" He whispered softly, his eyes never leaving mine.

I nodded slowly.

"Yes." I whispered back.

My heart was pounding frantically as he leaned forward on top of me, his hands on either side of my head, and continued kissing me. His kisses were urgent and fervent, as his hips thrust into my open legs. He moved his lips down to my jaw, kissing it, sucking it, nibbling it gently, and I moaned loudly. I was starting to get frustrated. I wanted – no needed – to feel his body on mine, without clothes acting as a barrier. My hands went to the hem of his shirt and started tugging it upwards. He realised what I wanted and stop kissing me for a moment and sat up, quickly pulling the tank top over his head and tossing it on the floor. My breaths came out in pants as I took in his sculpted body above me.

It was so perfect.

I reached out a hand and stroked his toned chest, my fingers slowly trailing downwards, down to the hard abs on his stomach, and then down to his navel. He watched me, his eyes barely open, his chest heaving, as I stroked the trail of hair under his navel with one finger, following it down, down to where it disappeared into his boxers...

A loud pounding on the door caused me to freeze in shock.

"Edward can you please open the door, you know very well that you aren't supposed to even have it closed, let alone locked when you have guests in there."

Perfect. It was Esme.

Edward groaned, irritated by the interruption.

I tore my hand away from him and made a move to get up, but he lay on top of me again, his hands planted on either side of my head, seeming like he had no intention of moving at all.

"Edward!" I hissed, "Your aunt's at the door!"

He shrugged. "So what? It's my room; I don't have to open the door."

"Yeah well, she's going to be standing out there, hearing us."

He smirked and leaned forward to resume kissing my neck.

"She'll get bored and leave eventually." He murmured in between kisses.

Esme pounded on the door again.

"Edward if you do not open this door right now, you will be grounded, and that means no visitors either."

He groaned again, but rolled off of me hesitantly.

"Hold on a sec aunt E." He called, slowly getting off the bed.

He picked up his tank top and put it on, adjusted his jeans and ran his hand through his hair a few times before glancing at me quickly – I was sitting at the edge of his bed, also fixing up myself – then going over to the door and opening it.

"Sorry aunt E." He said, "Bella and I err, kind of fell asleep."

Esme was silent for a moment before I heard her say,

"Yeah right. Really Edward, I wasn't born yesterday you know. Just make sure you keep your bedroom door open. If I find it closed again you will be grounded, do you hear me?"

Edward sighed and nodded and then I heard Esme's footsteps padding away.

He turned to face me, leaving the door ajar, and frowned.

"This is so stupid." He muttered, flopping down on the bed beside me. "There's no fucking privacy in this house."

"None in mine either," I sighed, "Not now that my dad keeps taking early shifts."

He took my hand in his and pulled me back up onto his bed. We lay there together in silence, my head on his chest as he stroked my hair. After a while, he seemed like he wanted to say something but kept changing his mind. I knew every time he was about to talk, because he would take a breath first, but then he would close his mouth again and not say anything. After he did that a few times, I sighed and whispered,

"What's wrong?"

He didn't say anything for a moment, seemingly hesitant about answering. Then he sighed.

"I don't know, I just...keep wondering about Tanya."

I immediately tensed at her name coming from his mouth; suddenly remembering that she had also probably lay on his bed with him too. I moved off his chest and sat up quickly.

"What about her?" I asked; my tone icy.

"Oh c'mon baby, don't get mad. I didn't mean it...like that." Edward said, also sitting up. He wrapped his arms around me and pulled me back down against him on the bed.

"I mean, I'm just wondering why she's back already." He continued, "Rose said that she was probably going to be away for months but it's only been a little over a month and she's already back. And the way she was acting the last time I saw her...well, I don't think a month could fix that. Especially not after what Jazz told me about her past."

I had thought the same thing too. And she seemed normal, but I don't know, I just had a feeling that something was off about her, especially after I caught that look she was giving me and Edward in biology.

I shuddered at the thought.

"Are you cold?" Edward asked, wrapping his arms around me tighter.

"No, I'm just thinking about Tanya as well. You're right; it is a little weird that she's back already. And I caught her looking at us in biology today, and I don't know; she looked really...mad about something. It was kind of creepy."

"Don't worry about it." Edward said, his fingers trailing up and down my arms slowly, "I'm sure her parents wouldn't have let her come back if they didn't think she was better."

Although it was irrational, and Tanya coming back wasn't his fault, I was suddenly mad at him. Mad at him again for sleeping with her in the first place.

I removed his arms from around me and sat up again.

Edward sighed. "What's wrong now?" He questioned, sounding annoyed.

I shook my head fiercely, scowling down at my lap.

He sat up and tried to put his arms around me again, but I flinched away, moving to sit at the edge of the bed.

I felt his gaze boring into my back for a moment; then I heard him fall back on his bed, muttering angrily,

"Whatever. Sit there then, I don't give a shit. I don't even know what the hell I did."

I turned around and glared at him.

"You had sex with Tanya, that's what you did."

Edward groaned, frustrated, burying his face in the pillow.

"For fuck sake Bella, are you ever going to let that go? So I slept with her when I was drunk, I mean, I can barely even remember anything about it. And anyway, I wasn't even with you when it happened! But I still apologised for it anyway and I thought we were past all of that shit –"

"Yeah, well she just came back. It's not my fault that it reminded me of it again." I muttered, folding my arms and scowling at the wall.

"Well, we knew she was going to come back eventually. And so what if she's back? How will that affect us? Do you think I'm going to climb into bed with her again or something?"

I shrugged. "I don't know, I just can't help it ok." I said, resigned. "Same way you couldn't help smashing Jake's face in." I smirked at him. "I just..." I continued, "I just really wish that you hadn't slept with her."

He sighed. "Believe me, so do I." His voice was soft again.

He moved to sit next to me at the edge of the bed and put an arm around my shoulder. I leaned into him and he kissed my forehead.

"Just try to forget about Tanya. Ok?" He whispered, "I mean; she can't do anything to us can she?"

I shook my head slowly and leaned into him further, inhaling his scent.

Author's Note:

Thanks to everyone alerting and favouriting my story! I've had a bunch of new readers, I don't know how, but thanks for reading! Just want one more thing from you, please review! I mean, how can you have me on favourites but have never reviewed even once? :)

Savannah-Vee