Disclaimer - Bella, Edward and anything else related to twilight are property of Stephanie Meyer.
My beta - Lauren- owns me, I couldn't have done any of this without her!
This is my first real fic; so go easy on me!
Enjoy!


She tugged her sleeve down to cover the scars as Edward moved his hand to her face to remove the tears that trickled down her cheeks. She tilted her head into his hand, she hadn't felt his skin on hers in a while, and it felt good; it was like a little electric shock. She flinched; there was no way she was letting Edward get close to her again, not after last time. Edward reacted immediately. He knew what this meant, he took a few steps back, he couldn't push her, he knew he'd hurt her beyond repair and that killed him. He moved over to the bed and watched as Bella slowly sipped her cup of tea, he could feel the tension in the air. Bella and Edward had been friends since the day she moved to Forks when she was 13. Both were still inseparable as their 20th birthdays loomed. For seven years they'd made a pact, they would see each other at least once a week so there was no way they could grow apart. When she thought about it Bella inwardly rolled her eyes at how ridiculous it was, that a pact made when they were thirteen was still going strong in their twenties. Sometimes they'd just spend Saturday afternoons taking walks through the woods of Forks giggling about what the past week had brought. Other times they spent afternoon's silent at the movies, or chatting over dinner. Either way, Saturdays were their day and nothing could change that.

He couldn't stand the awkward tension anymore. 'Fuck it' he shrieked, making Bella jump. 'It's a Saturday, and Saturdays were always our day. We're going out'. His hand stretched out and he waited for Bella to take it, which she did. She cautiously took his hand and stood up as he pulled her into him. He moved his hands round to her waist as he held her, she knew she should have resisted but she couldn't she buried her head into his sculpted chest sobbing silently; she missed this. Edward lowered his head so it rested into her neck, he slowly kissed the back of her neck, varying the pressure with each kiss. He knew this drove her crazy as she reached up and grabbed his hair as she moaned with pleasure.

It took her a moment to realise what she was doing, she was falling back in love with the guy who had hurt her the most. She pulled away, there was no way she was putting herself in that position again. She shut her eyes as images of the past replayed on her eyelids.

Sensing how she was feeling Edward suggested they went for coffee, to talk things over. It was something they needed to do, something they hadn't done since it happened.

Last year Bella and Edward decided it had been time to take their relationship to the next level; it had already started a few months before, they found themselves kissing every time they were left alone, it was just instinct. They developed it into a 'friends with benefits' kind of thing. They were seventeen they knew all about the birds and the bees and they definitely knew what they were doing. It started out as a bit of fun, the lack of people in forks made it hard to form a relationship. As Bella and Edward realised they had been friends for over five years they were mature enough to carry this through as a release. Both of them enjoyed it, the thought of always knowing they could get a sex fix whenever they needed it and knowing there was always someone beautiful to wake up next to. A few months on Bells really started to hate the situation, she didn't want to be secretive anymore she wanted to walk into school holding his hand; she wanted to kiss him wherever she wanted, whenever she wanted and she didn't give a damn who saw her!

She had fallen in love with Edward but to him it was always just a good time. After they had woken up Edward had always given her a quick kiss and smiled cheekily as he said 'thank you'. Every time he said that her heart sunk into her stomach. She snapped out of her daydream as Edward had placed a cup down in front of her in starbucks. He'd remembered, a large hot chocolate with whipped cream, it's what she had always ordered it was like a ritual. She always dipped her finger in the cream and licked it off, she never realised just how seductive this was. No matter how many times she and Edward had sat down in starbucks she had never noticed how that drived him crazy, every time she licked her finger his heart skipped a beat. He wanted to just jump over the table and press his lips against hers, slip his tongue into her mouth and kiss her so passionately that she'd feel like they were the only two people in the cafe.

This time it was Edward snapping out of a daydream as he felt Bella kicking him under the table. 'If you're going to drag me out to talk, get talking' she jested as she dipped her finger in the whipped cream again. He did anything to avert his eyes from her tongue as it licked her finger; surely she knew how sexy it was. 'Bella' he coughed; 'I'm sorry, I don't know what else to say. I was a dick.'

'You can say that again' she muttered making Edward sink into his chair with guilt. She hated doing this too him, no matter how much he hurt her it killed her to see him feeling hurt. Bella reached over the table and grabbed Edwards's hand mouthing the words 'I'm sorry'. A small smile spread across his face.

'I know I reacted horribly Bells, you just took me by surprise' he continued. 'We were just having fun, I never expected it to go on for as long as it did' he slowly stroked the side of her hand. 'We were best friends, you knew I loved you' he said wearily. Bella's concentration had gone, she was back in a world of her own remembering the day everything had blew out of proportion.