Bella Writes Fanfiction

Chapter One: Just How Can Bella Deal With These Stupid Teenage Hormones‽

"Bella, you aren't still a virgin, are you?"

Bella blinked, lifting her head from her hand. She tore her gaze from the empty table, where she usually sat with Edward and his family, to look at her friend. It registered what Jessica had said, and her breath hitched. "What‽" She fumbled for the words, face feeling hot. "I-I haven't done anything!"

Jessica waved her phone in front of Bella's face. Bella looked blankly at the screen where the FFN banner lined the top of the page. She took the phone from her friend and frowned when she saw Books - Henry Hemlock. "What does Henry Hemlock fanfiction have to do with whether or not I— oh!" Bella felt her face burn as she shoved the phone back into her friend's hand. "How the hell did you find that‽"

Jessica scoffed. "You aren't exactly subtle, are you, 'I. M. Wuthering'?"

"That could be anyone. A lot of people have the initials I.M."

"And how many of those people would you say have Wuthering Heights as their favorite book?"

Bella narrowed her eyes, "You'd make a great investigative reporter."

"I know!" Jessica pulled out her mirror to check her makeup. She snapped it shut and eyed Bella critically. "Anyway, you're dating Edward. Don't tell me you've never been at least a little curious. He's so hot."

Bella snorted. If only Jessica knew. "We are taking it slow."

"The evolution of man took less time." Jessica leaned closer, and Bella was dismayed that Angela and the others were in the Library finishing their English essays and not available to keep her from being Jessica's target. Damn Edward and him forcefully having her learn time management skills. "Has he never made a move on you?"

"The boy is more chaste than a nun." Bella shrugged a shoulder, rolling her eyes at Jessica's unimpressed expression. "We've kissed..."

"French?"

"I've gotten more tongue from a dog."

"Ew, Bella!" Jessica slapped her arm and leaned away from her.

"You know what I mean."

Jessica clicked her tongue, eyeing the open fanfiction page on her phone. "I can see now why your stories are so suggestive."

"You make them sound like porn." Bella spit out the word like it was dirty. "There is some heavy kissing and light petting, nothing more!"

Jessica raised an eyebrow, "Mike could get off to it."

"Mike once got off to cherry pie."

"Only because I was wearing it." Jessica winked, causing Bella to giggle into her arms. "Seriously, Bella. Do you see yourself ever sleeping with him?"

Bella quickly turned her head away, drawing in shaky, shallow breaths. Bella tried not to think about it, even on those nights when she lay in her bed with her breath uneven, her fingers quivering and an aching tension that demanded be alleviated. She knew it was hard enough on Edward without her jumping him every second of the day. However, still, she couldn't help the images that flashed through her mind, slipping stealthily through the cracks of her self-control. She hung her head, staring at the white tabletop.

"So, yes."

Bella sighed heavily and looked up to glare at her friend, but it didn't have the effect she intended as Jessica's eyes were already on her phone, her thumb flying over the keyboard. "Oh, is that Mike?" Bella asked, looking for a way to move the conversation away from herself.

"Always." She fell silent and continued typing. "We're going to do it tonight."

"You do it almost every night," Bella said dryly, propping her cheek on a fist.

Jessica shrugged, "Never on the counter of his parent's store."

"What‽" A small gasp left Bella's lips, and she froze. "I have to touch that counter!" She complained.

"We'll clean it after."

"You're going to have to burn it."

Jessica snorted and shook her head, typing out several more words before shutting her phone and putting it in her pocket. "Seriously, do you want to know what it's like? Now's the time to ask when everyone is away."

Bella deliberated on the question. Of course, she could always ask Alice, but that had the awkward side effect of Alice then knowing what Bella wanted to do to Edward, and man, was that little vampiress a gossip. Bella side-eyed the smirking girl beside her. Not that Jessica was any better.

Taking a deep breath, Bella fought against her blush. "What's it like?"

"So good," Jessica gushed, locking eyes with her, and Bella felt her heart pick up its pace. "Like, I didn't think it'd feel better than touching myself, because c'mon it was fucking Mike, but it felt way better than that."

"Mike knew what he was doing?" Bella asked incredulously. Personally, she felt that was very out of character for him.

"Apparently, the millions of hours of porn that boy watched came to some use." Jessica snorted. "It wasn't perfect, but once he located the clit he was able to work his way from there."

"Did you tell him it was at the top of the Cloyster?" Bella snarked, knowing Mike's unhealthy obsession with Pokemon.

"How'd you know?" Jessica grinned. "You need to talk in terms they understand, and if Pokemon is what gets him there, who am I to judge?"

Bella grinned and looked down at the table, frowning slightly.

"What's wrong?"

"Did it hurt?" Bella had the same sex-ed classes as everyone else and knew how it worked in theory. She figured no matter how much prep there was her first time would be a bit painful. With Edward, it would likely hurt more. He was made out of crystal… or something to that effect. Was he able even to get an erection? How did things like that work?

"A bit," Jessica admitted. "But it helped that I was on top for the first time. It allowed me to set the pace."

Bella felt a rush of adrenaline as she clamped her mouth down against the following question bubbling up her throat. She breathed heavily through her nose. "How does it feel for a guy to be inside you?"

"Like reverse pooping."

"What‽?

"Oh, sorry, that's anal." Jessica blinked for a minute. "It's what we are planning tonight."

"Jessica!"

"Calm down, you big baby. It'll be a little tight at first, but you don't notice it much once you get into it." Jessica leaned closer, dropping her voice to a whisper. "If you can come when a guy is inside you, it is much more satisfying. I can't explain it, but 10/10, I recommend."

Bella's heart was racing, and she was grateful that Edward and his family were 'camping.' It took every inch of her self-control not to think of Edward. But even though Edward would never touch her like that, she couldn't stop herself from imagining it.

As though reading Bella's mind, Jessica smiled and said. "Once you get the first time out of the way, you are so much more comfortable. You're eighteen now. Go find a guy you can trust and have fun if Edward isn't willing to give it to you." Jessica scoffed, "I mean, is it even really a relationship if he doesn't find you attractive?"

Bella scowled at Jessica, wondering, not for the first time, why she bothered with the girl. She knew Edward found her attractive, but it wasn't like she could come right out and say exactly what the issue was.

Anyway, she had bigger fish to fry. As much as her mind told her not to push Edward, her body was telling her yes. So, unconsciously, she folded her legs and squeezed her thighs together as her thoughts drifted away.

~o0o~

"Bella, is everything all right?" Edward's even voice pulled her from her thoughts. She blinked blankly at him for a moment. "It's uncharacteristic of you to be so pensive."

Bella pulled her eyes away and looked up at the ceiling, watching as the shadows shifted as cars flew past the house. "Oh, you think?"

"Yes."

Bella's stomach tightened, her hand fingering the notebook under her pillow where she had been writing down a very elicit fantasy before Edward had shown up. She knew she shouldn't be thinking of Edward like that; it was wrong. It almost felt like she were somehow violating him, even though she tried not to have the images of him in her mind. To make matters worse, laying in his arms only made the fantasies worse, even his presence couldn't shame her brain and hormones into behaving. Finally, feeling distressed, she pulled away from him and sat up.

"I am not feeling myself. Could you go home?"

Edward sat up as well, concern furrowing his brow. "Did I do something wrong?"

"No!" She winced at how loud her voice was. "You did nothing. I just need some time to myself." She looked to the side, knowing he could read her like a book and hoping she could be convincing enough. "It's you know… girl problems. I'd feel more comfortable being alone tonight."

He eyed her as he reached down and put his shoes on. she could hear him subtly sniffing the air, a frown coloring his features. "Would you like me to get Carlisle to give you a prescription for menstrual pain?" He stood and smoothed the blanket around her. "He's still at the hospital. I can go get it…"

He reached forward, lifting a hand, and drifted it to her forehead. Flinching, she squeezed her eyes shut. Even with the space between them, she could still feel his body against hers, still feel his hand hovering in the air before her, hesitant and questioning. Then, a punctuated sigh filled the air as his palm slapped against his thigh.

"I'll see you in the morning." He paused, watching her from the window. "Call me if you need anything."

"Thanks." When she dared open her eyes again, he had already gone—a fluttering curtain left in his wake.

~o0o~

It's a good thing I sent Edward away, Bella thought, lying on her stomach and hugging her pillow to her chest. She sniffled, rubbing her face into the pillowcase. The last thing she wanted was for him to ask her what was wrong, thanks to his sense of smell and acute hearing.

Sniffling again, she wiped her eyes with the back of her hand. Why was this happening? She had a good thing going with Edward, and her hormones of all things were going to ruin it.

Teenage hormones were the worst and coupled with her attraction to him. It was the deadliest of poisons. The result was a burning desire that pulsed hotly between her legs, an encompassing shame for holding lust for him, and the thick sensation of guilt that filled her belly for mentally violating him. She bet Edward was much stronger than that, despite his claims otherwise. Bet he didn't let his hormones get the best of him. It was always her losing control, whereas he always kept his cool.

She couldn't even touch herself anymore in good conscience. Not when there were fleeting, unbridled images flashing through her mind. Not when the intoxication of pleasure murmured in silky tones this was okay, he didn't know, it was just a harmless fantasy. But then she'd face him in the morning, and she'd ask herself— If I truly loved him, would I think of him in a way he didn't want me to?

She sank into her covers and vaguely wondered how she could relieve some of those teenage hormones. Of course, she wouldn't go to someone else, despite what Jessica said, but maybe something else?

Bella's phone buzzed, and she turned it around. She had an email. She clicked it and loaded the message glancing at the page when the FFN icon caught her eye, and a lightbulb went off.

She had the perfect way to fulfill some of her needs and not mentally sexually harass Edward at every step.

"I'll just start writing erotic fanfiction!"

***Next Time***

"Emmett, how do you get an erection?"

Emmett, who was in the middle of taking a drink of animal blood from the container she handed him, spit his mouthful all over her.

"Emmett, ew!" Bella screeched, stepping back from the vampire. "This is Edward's shirt. He's going to kill you!"

He coughed a few times before placing down the container in his hand to keep himself from breaking it. "What'd you just ask me‽"

AN: Some of you asked me to make the one-shot (Bella's Fanfiction) a story, and I have! Each chapter will be around 2-5,000 words each. So, this will be just a light read :)

Let me know what you guys think!

Keep it classy, make good choices, and I hope to see you soon!

Chandlure