The timeline with prom might be screwed up, but bear with me.
Chapter 14: Teenagers in love
"Yesss! Yess! Argghhhh!" Bella couldn't stop the screams. Edward's neighbors could call the police for all she cared.
She fisted her hands in his soft hair and banged her head again in the door as Edward pounded inside her, his hot breath washing over her breasts as he kissed them reverently.
"Oh! Oohh! OOHH!"
"Bella," he grunted, slamming his hips into hers so hard she was sure there would be bruises in the morning. They'd go away.
"More, Edward," she moaned, urging him.
His arms wrapped around her back as their chests collided, Edward smashed his lips to hers, moaning as she saw stars.
Bella snarled. What she was sure of, was that they were in the hallway having left a huge gap in his door. He didn't seem aware of the change, though, Bella was helping by supporting his weight. Once he came undone, she smoothed his hair from his forehead, kissing his lips lovingly.
"What?" he asked slowly when he saw her amused look.
"First, you are in my arms," she giggled, dropping his legs to the ground. "And second, we're in the hallway."
He glanced around then peeked behind his shoulder. The loudest laugh she had ever heard him let, rocked through him. "Oops."
"Oops is an understatement, Edward," she said softly then joined him in laughter.
Some time later, they were in the kitchen and she was pleading with him to eat something. He wasn't even looking at the food. His green eyes were fixed on her face as his hands were holding hers, while he was sporting the stupidest smile. Bella was smiling back, even more broadly. It felt like they were truly alone for the first time, with no worries around them. Every danger was gone and they could finally be happy like a normal couple that was very much in love.
Edward sighed and closed his eyes momentarily. "I haven't been so happy since the morphine episode," he admitted softly. "Probably not even then."
Bella licked her lips and raised his hands to her face, kissing them. "I have never been this happy. I hope we can be this happy forever."
He nodded enthusiastically, not really understanding the enormity of her words. Forever. Bella had been thinking of that for a while, but she had never been brave enough to approach the subject. And if she did now, she'd ruin their happy bubble. So she kept her mouth shut.
He finally ate some of the food his mother had left, and as Bella was cleaning the plate, he pressed her into the sink, kissing her neck. In no time, they were on the kitchen's floor, making love again.
"I don't really enjoy wearing those things," Edward told her softly as they lay on his bed, later that night.
"Now, we have to use some, or your father would make fun of you."
"Maybe we should fill them with air like balloons and hang them in the hallway, downstairs, writing 'Welcome back' on them. I doubt they'd realize they're not balloons."
Bella snorted with laughter. "Edward, don't be silly!"
"I'm not! I just hate them!"
"The condoms, right?" she asked, smirking.
"Of course!"
"I'll think of something. You, sleep."
He grumbled a bit, but nestled his head on her chest before falling asleep.
Next morning, she welcomed him into the kitchen with freshly baked raspberry muffins. His eyes widened and he slammed into her, kissing her passionately. Bella couldn't help but return the kiss. What followed the kiss made them five minutes late to their first class.
The teacher didn't give it much thought, to their relief. It was the last day of school, anyway. Edward was more talkative than ever and more affectionate. When he nearly came skipping to her and kissed her in the middle of the hallway, she furtively felt his forehead, afraid he was running a fever.
"What got you so happy?" she asked.
"Dancing." He grinned, showing her his teeth.
"Dancing?" She echoed his one worded response.
He nodded quickly and took her hand, leading her to the doors of the Gym. Bella eyed the banner carefully then looked up at Edward.
"So would you?" he asked, the smile permanent on his face.
"Would I what, fool?" she teased him.
"Come with me," he answered smoothly then started laughing, his ears turning red. "No pun intended this time."
She grinned back. He had been shouting at her to come with him that morning – pun totally intended. "I don't understand you," she said, feigning stupidity. He knew as well as her that she was aware of what he wanted.
His eyes tightened. "You're gonna make me say it?"
"Out loud. Nice and clearly, please." Bella couldn't stop the grin forming on her face.
Edward rolled his eyes and gulped loudly, his heart beating faster and louder. He took her hands in his suddenly clammy ones and looked in her eyes. "Would you accompany me to prom, Bella?" he asked softly.
She nearly swooned, and jumped in his arms, hugging him tightly. "Yes," she breathed in his ear.
"Really?" he asked surprised. As if, she'd say no to this amazing specimen!
"Of course! I love you, Edward." She kissed him and he returned the kiss eagerly. She had to stop him when she felt movement in his pants. They were still at school.
They walked to cafeteria hand in hand and she didn't give a damn about the looks they got. No one would ever understand. She was finally happy.
Edward only bought a bottle of water, and as they sat at their table, he took out the muffins from the lunch bag she'd packed, beaming. Her heart, long dead, almost moved, fluttering with pride for making him so happy. He looked at her as he ate his favorite dessert. She could see all his love shining through his eyes. Was it possible for a human to love someone like her so much?
Every girl in school talked about prom, and when Angela asked if she'd liked to go dress shopping with them, Bella had to agree. She hadn't even realized that it was that weekend, on Sunday.
Later that evening, they went to Port Angeles because Jessica claimed to know the perfect dress store. Bella shrugged and followed her lead. She didn't care. Edward had gone tux shopping with the guys, but he seemed more interested in texting her or sending her pictures of different tuxes with funny comments.
The last one was the funniest so far. He was dressed in a beautiful black tuxedo with a top hat and all. Under the picture was the next comment: I'll be your Tuxedo Man if you will be my Sailor Moon.
Bella laughed and texted back. Tuxedo Mask, Edward.
Whatever. You know what I mean. So you like it?
She smiled and looked at the photo again. He was more handsome than ever. I approve. She sent it and pocketed her phone when Angela appeared behind the curtain in her baby blue dress, twirling.
"Wow, Angela!"
She smiled, squealing. "This is the one!"
Jessica chose a bright pink dress that made Bella's eyes hurt, but it was her choice. She wouldn't call her a friend, so she didn't care much.
"What about you, Bella?" Angela asked, softly.
"Who are you going with?" Jessica asked, buttering into our conversation.
Bella looked at her as if she had three heads. Wasn't it obvious? "Edward."
"Oh."
"Let's fine you a dress," Angela whispered and took her hand. She frowned a little at the coldness, but didn't question it. "Don't mind Jess. She's just jealous. Actually, you should try cuffing yourself to Edward."
Bella giggled and looked at the dresses in front of them. Black was always a safe option, but Angela shook her head when she saw Bella reaching for one.
"It clashes with your skin."
"I'm white," she defended herself.
"You want a dark color?"
"Yeah."
She rummaged through the dresses and thrust one at her way, sending her back, behind the curtain. This one was a dark blue and when Bella put it on, she knew it was the dress. It fell so nicely and hugged her waist, covering her knees. She just needed shoes and found them in a few minutes.
Bella was glad school was over for the moment. She'd never been so glad for a school year to end. She couldn't wait to start her summer with Edward.
Prom wasn't something important to Bella, but Edward thought every girl loved prom so he went overboard with the whole thing. Luckily they were alone.
On Sunday, after getting dressed, he told her to head back upstairs and find the present he'd left on his bed. She found a clump of gift paper on his pillow. As she suppressed laughter, she unfolded it, wondering if there really was something inside. She heard a thud from downstairs and she hoped he hadn't stumbled over something. When he was nervous, he was clumsier than usual.
There it was, a bracelet with two charms. Bella inspected each of them carefully. A sparkling heart – she hoped it wasn't a diamond or he'd be in trouble – and, what looked like a mouth with fangs. She inspected the fragile thing closely. Yes, they were fangs.
She carried the bracelet downstairs, knowing he'd like to fasten it. "Edward, this is very thoughtful," she said softly, entering the kitchen. He wasn't there. "Edward?" she asked louder, wondering where he went. They were supposed to leave soon.
There was a knock on the door and Bella just knew he was on the other side without relying on her other senses. She opened the door and there he stood in all his tux glory, glowing of happiness with a red rose corsage in his hand.
"You don't do anything halfway, do you?" she asked, amused, extending her left hand.
"Mom worked hard on my manners," he said courteously.
"I'm sure she did. Fasten this, too, will you?" She held the bracelet to him.
"Do you like it?" he asked after struggling with the lock for a bit.
"I love it." He kissed her knuckles, as she answered smiling. "I love you."
"I love you, too, Bella."
That night was one of the best she had spent with him. They danced, talked, had fun with their friends, and acted exactly like teenagers. Much later, after most of the people went home, they were sitting on a small bench outside. Bella had her head on his shoulder as she was gazing at the stars.
"I'm nineteen," she whispered, squeezing his hand. Edward's heart took off and she suddenly chastised herself for disturbing him. "Uncle Peter…"
"He turned you."
"How…did you know?"
"I watched how you were around him, that time," he murmured in her hair. "I should have known."
"It wasn't his intention, but Charlotte stopped him from killing me. They'd been wandering alone for quite a few decades and I was an easy prey as he told me later. I hated him for almost a century." Edward didn't try to stop her even though she took a moment to collect her thoughts. "I think she wanted a friend. After Charlotte told me what I was, what had happened to me…I went berserk. I stayed long enough to hear the rules then I ran. I wasn't going to have a perfect life, but it was going to be a normal, close to human life." She sighed and closed her eyes. "He deprived me of it. As I grew up and learned more about us, about humans, about everything, I started to forgive Peter. It took me a long time to find him and when I did, I stayed there for a long time then went back on my own."
"So you weren't always alone?" Edward asked, stroking her palm.
"I was alone because they were together. They tried to include me in their activities, but it didn't work out well. I left."
"I'm glad you made up with them."
"Me too, but we went our separate ways. They usually visit me when they're nearby. Technology is quite good." Bella shrugged and opened her eyes again. She loved to watch the stars, they were so many and shiny and different shapes. Her eyes could see them much better than Edward's ever could.
"Thank you. For sharing this with me," Edward whispered, wrapping his arm around her.
"I thought it was about time I stopped hiding myself behind the lies."
She felt him shiver slightly and glanced up. "Are you cold?" she asked.
"A little bit."
"Then let's head home. Why didn't you say something earlier?"
"I'm supposed to be the guy, you know, the tough part of the relationship."
She elbowed him in the ribs, gently. "There's nothing traditional about us, Princess."
"Stop it, ummm…" He stopped talking, probably trying to find a bad name to call her.
"Yeah? Say it," she challenged him.
"You little red eyed monster," he replied after a moment, smirking.
Bella gasped in mock shock and punched his arm. "Edward!"
"What?" He feigned shock.
"For that one, you won't get your surprise."
"Oh, no! Please! I want a surprise." He smiled and leaned closer to kiss her. She turned her head away, so much, that he ended up kissing her ear. That made her giggle. "Do I get my surprise if I'm a good boy?" he asked eagerly, taking her hand and leading her to the car. In his haste, he opened the back door and frowned at Bella when she didn't get inside. Then he realized his mistake and turned fifty shades of red, closing the door fast and opening the passenger's door, mumbling under his breath about clichés.
She couldn't help but ask. "You want to fool around in the backseat?"
Edward choked on his spit and caught his toe in the tire as he turned to walk around the car. He was too flustered for his own good. Bella watched carefully as he made it to the driver's seat safely.
"I was just joking, Edward. I'm sorry," she apologized.
"What's wrong with you people? Joking about the stupidest stuff?"
"Sorry?" She was taken aback by that.
"The day you went after the nomads…Jake and Leah thought it was funny to joke about your safety and I nearly fainted on them. You, mythical creatures, have a horrible sense of humor. One day, you'll kill me."
Bella stared at him in shock for a minute then started laughing.
"Laugh away," he grumbled and drove to his house.
Edward managed to avoid her until bedtime. She was wondering how long he'd last without speaking to her. She changed into a pair of sweatpants and one of his t-shirts then entered his room. He was drinking from a bottle of water, studiously ignoring her. She sat in the rocking chair and started rocking softly, looking at him, trying to conceal her growing amusement.
Ten minutes after the light was out and he was under the thin blanket, she heard him heave a big sigh.
"Would you mind? I'm trying to sleep and that thing is annoying me," he hissed.
"Oh, sorry," she whispered and rocked faster.
"BELLA!" His green eyes seemed to bore holes in her red ones. "Stop it!"
"What upset you, Edward? I will stop making jokes," she promised, realizing he was truly upset.
"You're all making fun of me. Why is that? I'm just in the middle, the stupid human!"
"It's not true! I think more of you."
He patted the bed next to him and when she sat there, he hugged her. "Sorry."
"I forgive you. I'm sorry too. I didn't mean to exaggerate."
"Lie down with me," he suggested. They stayed quiet for a few minutes until he chuckled. "I kind of ruined the night, didn't I?"
"No, you didn't!" Bella insisted. "It was perfect."
More time passed. "What was your surprise?"
She laughed at how curious he was. "I'm sure you are tired. We'll try my idea tomorrow."
"No, I'm not tired. Alert as the day I came." He grinned then started laughing at the stupidity of what he had said.
"I want to try something. I'm not even sure it will work," she whispered.
"What is it?"
Bella grimaced, remembering what he had done earlier in the bathroom. "Uhh, I want to make you happy by doing this. I know you can't do it and I won't allow you to return the favor, but I can at least try to please you that way." She was rambling.
"What?" he whispered, and kissed down her neck.
She let the foreplay progress and when his pants were on the floor. Bella picked the box of condoms from the nightstand and sat on her knees, between his legs.
"We agreed to fill them with air," Edward groaned, eyeing the box.
She took five of them out and carefully rolled them all on his hard erection.
"Bella, what the hell?"
"Shh," she whispered and lowered her head. She had to be quick. Her venom surely dissolved the condoms pretty fast.
"Oh, shit! Oh, yes! Yes, Bellaaaa," he moaned in approval as she sucked. Bella was partial on the banana-flavored condoms. They should try strawberries or raspberries, maybe she'd understand his obsession with them. Like any men, he loved this kind of attention. She loved how his fingers felt in her hair as she moved her head over his dick. She had never done this before, but from the sounds he was making, she was sure she wasn't messing up.
"Oh, Bella!" he moaned, saying her name as if it was prayer. "Don't stop, please, don't ever stop."
She had to stop, unfortunately. Bella was at the last condom and when she felt skin against her lips, as much as she loved the feeling of that, she had to back away. She could seriously hurt him or scrap him with her poisoned teeth.
"NO!" he wailed, almost crying.
Bella kept her mouth open, trying to keep the pretense as she rubbed her hand over his velvety skin. He twitched violently in her hand and came in her mouth with a loud shout. Bella hadn't thought through her actions, but she swallowed. His semen had a faint taste of his blood, but it was different in taste and texture. A lot different.
She raised her head and watched Edward, who was fluttering a hand over his red face.
"Are you okay?" she asked worried.
"Yeah. Give me a sec."
Bella watched him apprehensively as he returned to his natural pale color, his heart settling down and his breathing becoming steadier.
"Wow."
She grinned. He was okay. She hugged him tightly. "Don't scare me like that."
"I could barely form words. I loved your surprise."
"Glad you enjoyed it," she whispered. "Would you sleep now?"
"Do I have to?"
"Yes. We're going to my house tomorrow."
He smiled and took her hand, falling sleep. Bella pulled the blanket over his naked body and snuggled in his side, closing her eyes and imagining how it would be to sleep.