I thought it would be nice to have a look into Carlisle head for this chapter. If this chapter goes as planned there will be a lot of drama. And explicit contents.
Carlisle's POV
Guilt consumed me as the days progressed. No one told Esme or anyone else, but the guilt was killing me. I smiled in her face like everything was okay and she did the same. Even still I couldn't get the feel of Bella from me. It didn't help that Esme and I stopped having sex not too long after she started working.
Bella's birthday came and went. Just like she demanded we didn't try to throw a party or make a big deal out of it. She didn't seem like she liked her birthday at all. Before the school year was over everyone had aged a year. Emmett, Roaslie, and Jasper got their liscenses. Edward and Alice got their permits. Bella wanted no part of that. Even after I tried to tell her of the freedom it came with, she didn't want it.
It had been 3 months since I slept with her and it was getting harder to fight the urge. She was getting bolder in front of Esme, but Esme didn't seem to notice.
The kids were often home alone now. With my shifts at work and Esme constantly working over time there wasn't much choice. I saw them more than Esme though, since I refused to work the weekends since we were spending little to no time as a family. Dinner wasn't even the same and Esme used to be serious about that. But I guess it was hard to enforce a rule you stopped following yourself.
"Hello dear" I said as Esme walked into the room.
It was already 10:30 and all the kids were surprisingly in bed, doing whatever kids do in their rooms after bed time.
"Hey" She said disappearing into the bathroom.
"We haven't been seeing much of you, I think the kids are starting to miss you. I know I am" I told her.
"Well I have a job to maintain" She snapped surprising me.
"What's wrong my dear?" I asked.
"It's annoying hearing you pester me after work everyday. I didn't bother you when you were working late shifts at the hospital."
I was taken aback by her outburst.
"I don't mean to pester you, I'm just saying. If you would have told me you wanted me to work less I would have" I said honestly.
"Are you asking me to work less?" She demanded.
"No" I said growing angry. "Why are you acting like this?"
"Why are you being so" Esme stopped. "You know what I don't feel like dealing with this tonight. I'm leaving"
"Excuse me" I said in shock.
"You heard me"
"Where do you think you're going?"
"I'm giving you space to decide what you want" She snapped.
I was so confused by the statement that I didn't even stop her as she walked out the door and out the house. What did that mean? There was so much anger in me that I didn't even feel guilty about what happened between me and Bella. Esme didn't take care of my needs like a good wife, she wasn't even here for her kids.
I went up to Bella's room and knocked. She said to come in without asking who it was.
"Yes" She said glancing at me briefly.
"Are you busy?" I asked nervously, closing the door behind me.
"Nope" She said sitting up.
She smiled firtatiously but it didn't reach her eyes.
"What's up" She asked.
I sat on her bed facing away from her barely covered chest.
"Esme and I got into a fight and she left. She hasn't been acting like herself" I confided.
"Poor baby" Bella purred coming behind me and rubbing my shoulders. "I bet she hasn't been taking care of you like she should"
Bella's hands ran down my t-shirt covered chest. I stiffed for a few seconds before relaxing. I wanted this. I shook my head in response to her.
"Well don't you worry, I'll take care of you" She promised.
Her hands grabbed the bottom of my t-shirt and she pulled it off, throwing it across the room. My heart sped up as I unwillingly remembered that this was a 15 year old child. She peppered kisses across my back and moved foward to my chest.
"Why so tense Carlisle?" She purred. "Isn't this what you want?"
Suddenly she was face to face with me, hazel eyes peering into my eyes. She leaned foward and kissed me, pushing me onto my back.
"Bella wait, this is a bad idea" I said hesitantly. (Lemon, can skip if wanted)
She giggles continuing to kiss down my chest. At the same time she pulled my pants down. I groaned. Bella grabbed my dick and teased it with her tongue making me groan pleadingly. I was surprised to learn that she had a deep throat when I hit the base of it. She didn't gag. I was moaning loudly and when she moaned around my shaft I shot my load down her throat. She swallowed.
When she looked back at me her eyes sparkled devilishly. I leaned over and pulled her her bra off eagerly. When she fell over me I kissed her. I could feel the heat of her center through her panties. I reached down and pulled them roughly. The unmistakable sound of shredding momentarily filled the room.
I reached down and teased her with my hands until she cried out and soaked my fingers. After a few seconds she positioned herself and impaled herself, making me bump her cervix. With her hands on my chest she bounced eagerly. Moaning filled the air, hers and mine. I lined her chest with hickies as she came and I shot into her again.
We went 3 more rounds before we stopped. I pulled out of she as she kissed my neck and trailed her fingers across my chest.
(Lemon over)
I pulled on my boxers and she just laid in bed quietly. I looked at her face, it was so innocent despite what had just happened. She smiled at me, but once again it didn't reach her sad eyes.
"Are you okay?" I asked her, sitting on the edge of her bed.
"I'm fine" She said with another fake smile.
"You know that you can say no whenever you want" I said.
"I know" She said emotionally.
I sighed, I really wished she would just tell me what has been wrong with her the last few days. Slowly I got up and left, once again guilty.
Bella's POV
Tears sarted flowing almost as soon as Carlisle left the room. I don't know what's been wrong with me the last few days. I just feel so unloved. I mean, I've felt like this for as long as I can remember. But it's been worse lately. Everyone wanted the same thing from me.
And I want to have a baby.
A baby will love me, really love me, and won't use me. Or make me feel used. A baby will need me as much, if not more, than I will need them. No matter what a baby would love me.
I dressed in sweat pants and a baggy t-shirt for once. I quietly padded through the darkness of the third floor hallway and knocked on Edward's door even though it was about 3 in the morning.
"Come in" He said quietly.
"Hey" I said quietly, closing the door behind me.
"Bella" He said in surprise.
He looked at me for a second a long second.
"Come in, sit down. What's wrong?"
"How do you know that something is wrong?" I asked sitting on his bed.
He sat up and faced me. In the little light of he moon I could see him. He was in pajama pants, watching me with dark green, worried eyes.
"I just do, come on, spill it" He said with a small smile, but I knew he was serious.
"I know we don't really talk, but, I just" I stopped but he had a coaxing look in his eyes. I gave in to it, "I just need a friend" I finally said honestly.
"You can always come to me" He said with a smile.
I instantly felt better about coming to him. For some reason I actually believed him.
"Do you want to talk about anything?" He asked.
I yawned, finally tired. "No" I said. "I'm tired actually. Can I stay in here with you?"
"Of course" He said with a chuckle.
I smiled and we laid down. We were both on our backs staring at the ceiling.
"I'm glad you came to me" He said. I could here the smile in his voice.
I didn't feel the need to answer him though. I fell asleep before him. When I woke up the sun was high and blinding. I realized we were tangled together. His arm was across my waist and mine around his stomach. I hid my face in his chest to escape the sun. I realized he smelled amazing as I breathed in his scent. Surprise filled me when I felt the clothes still on my body. I never slept in a guys bed without something happening. Instantly I felt safe with him, like I could trust him.
He moved and buried his face in my hair. I could have stayed there for a lot longer, but I had to pee. I slipped from his hold and used his bathroom.
"How did you sleep?" He asked surprising me as I walked out.
He still had bed hair and was rubbing his eyes, sitting up.
"I slept great" I said honestly. "Thank you"
"Any time, no need to thank me" He said with a lazy smile.
I felt the shakes coming in from needing a fix. I quickly escaped his room to take care of it.
Edward's POV (sorry guys, but I'm trying to lengthen my chapters)
A month into summer vacation I felt as if me and Bella had become best friends. The only thing was that I still didn't know much about her. She changed the subject whenever it got too serious or about her past. So one night as we stared at my ceiling I tried to get information out of her.
"Why don't you talk about yourself?" I asked.
"There isn't much to say" She said.
"Well say anything, just tell me about your life before you came here"
"I don't think now is the time for scary stories" She said lightly, but I could tell she was serious.
"Well tell me about now then" I said believing her.
"About what" She asked.
"How does it feel?" I asked cautiously. "To be away from everything you were in when you first came?"
I knew about the drugs and prostitution because it was obvious.
"You don't want to hear the answer to that"
"I do"
"I'm not away from it" She said.
"What do you mean?" I asked curiously.
"I'm still in it. I go every once in a while back to what I've done since I was 10. And I still do drugs"
I was shocked, did she say 10?
"10" I asked. "And what about the drugs?"
"I have a heroin problem" She said honestly, completely avoiding the age thing.
"Heroin" I repeated in surprise.
That was a heavy drug, especially for a 15 year old.
"Yeah, I started using last year, I guess I do have a problem now. The day Emmett got into that fight was the day before I started going through withdrawal, but I got back into it the week after. I want to stop but I don't want to feel how I felt during that week."
I was instantly filled with hope for her.
"You didn't have support last time" I said. "Now you do, I can help. And I'm sure if Carlisle knew he'd be willing to help, and Emmett."
"It's harder than you think." She mumbled.
"We can help. I will help" I said. "I promise"
"Edward, I want a baby" She confided suddenly.
I was in shock. For a few seconds I couldn't even speak.
"A baby" I repeated dumbly,
"Yes" She whispered.
Most girls our age did everything in their power not to get pregnant. My ex, Jessica, was on birth control and still made sure we either used condoms or Plan B. I couldn't lie though, the thought of a baby always intruiged me.
"You're only 15" I said.
"I know" She said, sounding on the verge of tears. "But I've always wanted a baby, for as long as I can remember. I don't even care if the father sticks around, I just want my own baby."
I was quiet, thinking it over, trying to make sense of it.
"How about this" I finally said. "We can talk about this, after the drugs are out of your system. Let's see if you feel that way after."
"And when I do?" She asked.
"Then we can talk about it"
"Are you saying you will give me what I want?" She asked hopefully.
"Yes" I said slowly. "After we talk it out. We can talk more about it in the morning"
"Thank you" She said.
For the first time every she rolled over and hugged me with a smile, a real smile.
When I woke up Bella was in the bathroom like usual. When she came out we said good morning and I took my turn in the bathroom. Her tooth brush was wet, she started leaving one in here since she slept in my bed more often than not.
"How do you feel?" I asked her as I sat next to her.
"Crappy" She said honestly. "If I'm really going to quit can I take it one last time, before I start?"
"I'd prefer if you didn't" I said honestly.
"I should go get rid of it then, come with me?" She asked.
"Okay" I said.
It was already 10 in the morning as we went over to her room. I'd never been in here before but noticed it was neat and clean.
We went into her bathroom and she pulled out a needle filled up brown liquid.
"Is that what it looks like?" I asked.
She nodded and stared at the needle silently. I could see the debate in her eyes. I waited to see what she would do. I watched as she shot the liquid into her sink and watched it drain.
"Now I know you really want to do this" I said with a smile.
She had a small smile on her face.
"You should look around and make sure there is no more hidden, I've done it before. It can look like the needle or black powder probably in aluminum foil."
I nodded and searched the bed room and bathroom. There was another needle filled in her bed side drawer and under her sink. When I was sure that was all we sat on her bed.
"Did you mean what you said last night?"
"Every word, but like I said, we have to talk about it. Don't take this the wrong way though."
She nodded nervously.
"First of all I want you clean for, like, months" I said.
"Of course" she said agreeing.
"It has to be after we turn 16"
"Why" She said in shock. "That's almost a whole year"
"No one hires before 16 and we have to be able to take care of it." I told her. "And we will probably have to drop out."
She nodded and shrugged. "I don't care to be there anyway"
"And last, don't take this the wrong way, please. You have to be off your birth control for a few months and go in for a STD check"
She was surprised and said "Only if you do too"
"Deal" I said.
OOOOHHHH look where this is going. I swear I have like plans for the end of this story already, depending on whether or not she has a baby in the future. I can't stop typing but I had to break it here. Should I go through the withdrawal, breeze over it, or have it there but in bits before its over. Need suggestions to continue.