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I pushed the door open a little more, "Edward?" I called out into the darkness. Was he already asleep? He couldn't be; it's only been thirty minutes. I crept into the room, though, trying not to wake him if he was. As I walked to the side of the bed where I saw a lump, I found his eyes closed and his breathing deep. He looked so beautiful; I just wanted to touch his face. But I seized my hand; if I was going to do this, then I couldn't wake him.

I tip toed to the other side of the bed, and carefully pulled back the covers. I tried my best to get in the bed without making a sound, but once I had my leg under the blanket, I began making little squirmy noises. I felt if I moved any other way now, I would probably fall straight on my face. So I just stood there, awkwardly, one leg under the covers and the rest of my body still standing.

Edward started shifting in his bed and I took evasive action. Slowly, I crawled in the bed, getting under the covers while he was moving around. Once I was completely in the bed, I turned my back to him. If I was not going to touch his face, then I couldn't be face to face with it.

So I had finally gotten into the bed and I could feel my fear trickling away into nothing. I really had no doubt that I was going to actually close my eyes with sleep tonight. I was wide awake, and my mind was pumping like a train engine. Was it because I took a nap earlier today? Oh, well, even if I was tired, there was a slim to none chance that I would get to sleep.

Edward shifted in the bed again. I almost yelped when I felt an arm snake around my waist, only to realize that Edward had moved closer to me, his body pressed up against mine. I sighed in content as his fingers pressed up against my bare skin, where the shirt had come up, sending tingles through my body. I giggled at the feeling and then froze when Edward moved around again. He was shuffling away from me. Well, so much for that.

Next thing I knew, a light was being clicked on. I turned around slowly only to be faced by a very confused looking Edward. He was looking down at me, trying to hold back a smile.

"Bella," he said a hint of amusement in his voice. "I told you not to get carried away," He joked.

I felt my face flush, as my eyes strayed down to his chest. He wore no shirt and his chest was muscular, but not too muscular. It was just right.

"What are you doing in here?" He yawned.

"I-I thought I heard something…" I trailed off, because once I said those words he was laughing.

"You thought you heard something? Do you know how old this house is?" He continued, his laughing had vanished, "This house is over a hundred years old. Esme has fixed it up quite a bit, but that doesn't mean that you aren't going to hear things."

"Well…" Well what? What was I going to say? I was absolutely speechless as my eyes trailed back down to his chest; I groaned and flopped back down on my side; my back to him. I couldn't focus on what to say when he was right beside me with out a shirt on.

"Bella, don't be that way," he said; as a small smile creeped up my lips.

I didn't say a word, I just laid there without moving, hoping he would turn the light back out. I was sure, if he was still sitting up, that he could see my expression. And that was a bad thing.

"Okay, well I am going to go sleep on my couch," he said as he shuffled to get out of the bed.

"What?" I asked popping up from my position.

"Yes, I am going to go sleep on my couch," I understood what he meant, but I followed his gaze to a small leather couch on the other side of the room.

"Why?" I asked, not wanting him to leave me.

"Well, if you are going to stay in here and sleep on my bed, then I can't. I promised Carlisle that I wouldn't try anything. That includes sleeping in the same bed with you." I began to open my mouth, "Even if we don't try anything."

I felt my heart beat pick up when he said "try". I wouldn't mind trying things with Edward. If he was a good kisser, I bet he was good at-

"Bella?" Edward interrupted my revere and pulled me out of my fantasy.

"Edward, really, it's not like we are going to do anything inappropriate. We both have good minds and we know not to "try" anything," Yeah, good minds my butt. I was the one with my head in the gutter, especially seeing him without a shirt.

"Do you promise?" he asked and a wide grin spread across my face.

"I think I should be asking you that question," I teased.

"Bella."

"Fine, fine, I promise," I rolled my eyes in fake annoyance, and then said, "I want you to promise, too."

"I promise." He said as he walked back over to the bed. He went to turn out the light, but paused. "Let me say goodnight again," he purred, turning out the light, but not before throwing a seductive grin my way.

Once the light was out, I gulped and lay slowly back in the bed. Edward got in the bed moving towards me. Closing my eyes I felt Edward press his lips ghost like to my neck. He trailed kisses up my neck to my lips. At first the kiss was soft and sweet, but as we continued to kiss, his body pressing on me lightly, he deepened the kiss. He slid his tongue along my bottom lip and I allowed entrance.

Our tongues danced together and my breath hitched as his hand slid under my shirt. He just kept it on my stomach; he didn't try to move it anywhere else. I think if he did start to go north or south I would freak. I was okay with this, but anything else would probably start to remind me of Jacob doing the same thing to me. Only rougher.

Once his lips left mine, he moved them to me ear only to kiss it, too. "Goodnight, Bella, sleep tight." He whispered, and then rolled off of me.

I let out a shaky breath, "Goodnight," my voice was barely audible.

I heard Edward chuckle and I playfully kicked his leg with mine.

"What was that for?" he turned around to face me. "Wow, Bella, that's a nice look for you."

I really didn't want to know what I looked like. I placed my hands on my head and straightened out my hair, "It's your fault. You felt the need to suffocate me with your lips." I joked.

He chuckled again, "If I'm not mistaken, you acted like you wanted it."

"I didn't want anything. I thought you were just going to say goodnight, not show it," I said and then added. "Plus, you said you wouldn't do anything."

"So did you," he retorted.

"Yes, but I didn't break my promise."

"Actually, you did." He smiled at me.

"Did not."

"Did too."

I gave a frustrated sigh and turned my back to him.

"Bella, Bella, Bella," he repeated my name as he moved closer to me, his arm wrapping around me again. "Don't be mad at me, but it's the truth."

"Sure, let's go with that." I said not responding to his arm around my waist.

"You're stubborn," he said.

I groaned, "Edward, you are annoying," I said as I turned around to face him, a small smile on my lips.

"Well, we are perfect for each other, then." He kissed my forehead.

"Yeah," I closed my eyes and pressed my head against his bare chest. I ran my hand along his stomach, going over the ridges of his abdomen.

Edward gave a soft groan, "Bella, please don't do that." I quickly snapped my hand away and brought it to my face.

That was the last thing I remembered as I drifted to sleep. I dreamt of Edward that night. It was a very good dream. Edward and I were sitting in a small meadow, the one that I call my meadow. He was lying in the grass and I was running my hand along his arms and chest. His eyes were closed and I thought he was asleep, until he opened his mouth, only to speak words that sent my heart soaring.

"I love you, Bella," his words sounded from his lips to my ears like music. Velvety music.

"Bella," I heard someone's muffled voice speak my name, "Bella, its time to get up." I rolled around in the bed only to realize I had the covers over my head.

"Hey sleepy head," Edward said to me, his voice louder. He was out of bed, getting clothes from his drawer. I looked around the room as I sat up. It had been so dark last night that I hadn't noticed what his room looked like. He had a black wrought iron bed covered with a gold comforter. His room was quite big. It held a big collection of CD's and a black sofa –the one he was going to sleep on last night. I looked to the right of me to find the whole wall covered by glass. It was breathtaking as the trees swayed back in forth in the sun.

Wait, in the sun. I jumped out of bed and walked to the window, it was actually sunny outside. I looked all around out the window. At the trees, the sky, and a little creek that ran through their yard.

"Do you like the view?" Edward asked approaching from behind me.

I nodded, "It's beautiful." I paused and then continued, "Everything about you and your family is beautiful." I looked down.

Edward took my hand and I looked back up into his eyes, "You know, you are beautiful, too. Everything about you." He spoke and then kissed my nose.

I felt my face flush and then I smiled, "I don't think I could have asked for a better boyfriend."

"I don't think I could have wished for a better picture."

I brought our in-twined hands and kissed them. I was about to say something else before we heard Carlisle laughing. It sounded like he was approaching Edward's door.

"Will he get upset if I am in here?" I asked as my eyes stayed on the door.

"Probably," he paused and looked around his room. "Here, go hide in the bathroom."

I quickly ran into the bathroom and jumped in the shower, closing the curtain behind me. I heard the door open.

"Edward," Carlisle said, "Could you see if Esme will take you to get your car this after noon?"

"I thought you were going to take me." Edward said, it sounded like he was changing.

"I have to go into work today after all." Carlisle sounded like he didn't want to. I felt like laughing.

"Okay, I will see." And with that Carlisle said good bye and then left the room, closing the door quietly.

I went to get out of the shower, pushing the curtains back and yelped. "Ouch!" I hissed into the floor. I had tripped over the tub and landed on the ground, my face on the floor.

"Bella?" Edward asked as he rushed into me room, only to burst into laughter.

"It's not funny," I grumbled, as I slowly stood up.

"Actually, it is."

"Whatever," I rolled my eyes and pushed past Edward.

"Wait, where are you going?" he asked, following me out the door.

"To get ready," I was out the door, checking the hallway for Esme or Carlisle, before I made my way to Alice's room to get ready.

I dressed in a dark blue blouse and jeans, brushed my teeth, and put my hair up with one of my barrettes I had brought from home. I grabbed my bag of clothes for last night and headed down stairs. After we said our good byes we were headed out the door. I threw my bad into the cab and then paused.

"Wait, Edward, there's something I have to ask Carlisle about." I said and then rushed back to the house. I opened the door to find Carlisle and Esme kissing in the hallway. Esme was pressed up against the wall and Carlisle was hooking her leg around his body.

I gasped and that brought them both out of their own world. I turned around to walk away, but Carlisle called out to me.

"Bella," I slowly looked back at them, but they had composed themselves. They were both standing away from each other.

"I'm sorry," I said a little embarrassed. I could only guess how red my face was.

"No, no, we are sorry," Esme spoke.

"It's okay," I went to walk back to the door.

"Bella, did you need something?" Carlisle asked me.

I spun back around, "Actually, I did. Carlisle, can I speak to you alone for a moment."

He nodded, "Sure."

I walked outside to the front porch and he followed. I glanced at the truck to find Edward sitting on the driver's side, looking out at me. We were going to have to fix that.

I turned back to Carlisle, "Well, you know how I came into the hospital yesterday to see if I was…well, you know…pregnant?"

"Yes…"

"I came in because I had thrown up yesterday and the day before in the morning. But since I am not pregnant, then why did I get sick?" I asked curiously. I had forgotten to bring it up to him yesterday.

"Well, it could be that you are sick with a virus. Or you might possibly be getting a cold."

I nodded, "Okay, well thanks Carlisle," I waved "bye" to him and then ran to the truck, careful not to trip over anything. I could see myself trying to run and falling flat on my face, only to have Edward start laughing hysterically…again.

Walking straight to the drivers side I knocked on the door, "Edward, open up."

Edward rolled the window down a bit, "What?"

"What do you think you are doing?" I asked frustrated.

"Sitting in the truck, waiting for you to get in."

"Well, obviously, but why are you in the drivers seat?"

"Because, I was thinking I drive," he smiled.

"Well, think again. Move," I opened the door and started to push him over. He wouldn't budge, though.

"What are you trying to do?" he asked.

"Are you retarded?"

"Not that I am aware of." Oh, so he wanted to be funny, I thought to myself.

"Well then comprehend what I am saying and move." I tried shoving at him again, but he still didn't move an inch.

"Don't be that way Bella," he said in a fake whiny voice and then changed his tone. He looked down and then glanced up at me through his lashes. "Please," he breathed.

I felt my heart stop, stutter, and then pick up in overtime "Ugh, fine." I walked to the passenger side of the truck and jumped in.

"Thank you," he said and then we were off.

I literally felt like I had to hold on for my life, even though we weren't going fast; barely fifty. Though we didn't drive fast, he still felt the need to go as fast as he could. I was scared to death when he decided to turn into the school parking lot a little too sharply. I told him to slow down, but he just laughed and said that we weren't even going fifty-five.

We parked in a space close to the doors.

"That was terrifying!" I grabbed my heart, joking overreaction.

"Oh, don't say that, your truck is just slow. It would have been better if we took my car," he said as he came to my side of the truck.

"Yeah, right," I said as I took his hand.

"You're right, I am right."

"Have you ever heard of sarcasm?" I asked incredulously. We were walking to the school doors now; there were only a few kids there and they were staring. I doubt Edward noticed, but I couldn't help but be paranoid.

"Of, course, you just weren't using it," a small smile appeared on his lips as he opened the door for me.

"What ever you say Edward," we walked down the hall to my first block class and stopped. The doors were still shut and there weren't that many kids in the hallway.

Edward leaned into kiss me on the lips, "Your right, what ever I say,"he joked, "usually goes."

I rolled my eyes at him and looked up and down the hallway. "Hey, I am going to go to the bathroom." I said.

"Okay, I will be right here," I nodded at him and then headed off down the hallway. It looked, as I walked, that none of the teachers were here. What time is it, exactly? I thought we would have actually been late to school, since how far away they lived from the school and how slow my truck was.

I was about to turn the corner when a hand went over my mouth and someone grabbed my waist. I screeched as loud as I could through the hand, but it was still muffled.

"Bella?" I heard Edward call out.

I was pulled into a dark room, the door shut and my back pressed up against it. I looked up only to see Jacob Black standing in front of me. His eyes looked furious and his hand still covered my mouth. And, well, for his hand, it was slowly climbing up my shirt.

I started squirming and my eyes went wide. Certainly he wouldn't try to do this again?

"Shut up!" he said, his hand on my mouth gripped tighter. My eyes went blurry in pain. I formed my teeth around his skin and bit down hard on his hand.

"Shit!" He drew his hand back quickly, to clench it. "What the hell?" He said angrily and he slapped me across the face with his good hand.

"How dare you slap me," I tasted the salt in my mouth.

"Shut the hell up, bitch!" he said and he went to go slap me again, but I startled myself by grabbing his hand before it reached my face.

"Don't you ever call me that again." I said; my voice quiet but deadly.

"I will call you what ever I want," he spat out and then paused before continuing, "Your dad called my father last night."

I froze, damn.

"He told him about what happened between me and you."

"Nothing happened between me and you. It's more like what you did. I had no part what-so-ever." I snapped back.

"Bella," I heard Edward call out again and I turned my back to Jacob to try and open the door. I went to twist the knob, but he had locked it and before I could unlock it, Jacob had grabbed me, turning me around to face him and slammed my back up against the door. Hard.

I cried out, "Edward, help, I'm in here," I tried to move around, but found myself in pain. The door knob was jamming into my back. I banged my head against the door; to show Edward were I was.

"Your dad wants to press charges," Jacob hissed.

"And? I was already planning on it." I retorted dangerously.

"Just wanted to tell you, that if you do I swear I will do much worse to you."

"Is that a threat?" My eyes narrowed and my voice was harsh.

"Bella," it was Edward's voice now, "Bella, Bella, open the door." He was jiggling the knob.

I reached my hand behind me and pressed the lock in, I heard it click from locked to unlock. I pushed at Jacob with as much strength as I could and stepped away from the door.

Edward burst in and paused shortly only to walk straight up to Jacob, after glancing at me.

"I swear, if you ever touch her again, I will beat you into a bloody pulp." Edward hissed straight into Jacob's face. If I was Jacob, I would have been scared for my life. "And, if you ever speak to her again, I will personally silence you myself. For good!"

And with that, Edward turned around to me and quickly grabbed me by the waist, pulling me out of the classroom, to leave Jacob alone.

"Are you okay?" he asked; his voice sounded like he was on the edge of hysterics.

"Yeah, I am perfectly fine." I said; my voice small.

The rest of the day, till lunch went in the manor of Edward staying by my side. He walked me to each of my classes and walked me to the bathroom; all in all he was basically like my body guard. I felt very safe with him.

When lunch time came, it went in the same manor. I got my food and sat at a table with Edward off to the side of everyone. We ate in silence, not really having anything to talk about. Edward held my hand under the table and every few minutes would lean in and kiss my cheek. That made me blush.

I went to get up from the table to go and get a soda from the vending machine. Edward started to get up too.

"Edward, its okay, you don't have to come," I insisted, but he looked down and then up at me through his lashes again.

"Please?" he asked.

"Ugh, fine," I said and he smiled and stood up from the table, only to wrap his arm around my waist again.

We were almost to the vending machine, when someone ran by me and slapped my butt while yelling, "Slut!" out loud.

Edward turned around to see who it was. "Tom," he hissed. The guy, Tom, was running back to a lunch table that was near the wall. When I looked to see who all sat at the table, my eyes immediately fell on Jacob. They were all laughing.

Edward let go of my hand and stormed off to the table.

"Edward!" I yelled after him, but he didn't turn around. He just kept walking to Jacob's table.

When Edward reached the table he went straight for Jacob and grabbed him up by his shirt, slamming him up against the wall. I quickly started running towards them. A crowd of people already standing up and gathering around the commotion.

"What the hell did it tell you?!" Edward yelled into Jacob's face. I was now pushing through the people and making my way into the middle.

"I didn't touch her did I?" he said, a distorted smile on his face. "But I will if you want me too." That made Edward snap; he pulled his arm back and slammed it straight into Jacob's face. Once, twice, a third. Jacob's nose and mouth were bleeding as Edward let him go. Only to have Jacob get up and wrap an arm around Edward's neck.

"Edward!" I screamed as Jacob's arm went tight around Edward's neck.

Edward wasn't choking, though. He fiercely kicked at Jacob's groin, sending him to the ground. Edward turned around and kicked Jacob in the ribs.

"What did I tell you?" was all Edward said and then he turned around and started walking back towards me. All the blood was gone out of my face and my 

eyes were wide with shock. The whole lunch room was gathered around the scene, cheering for one or the other.

"Come one, Bella," Edward said. "Let's go."

"Yeah, just leave with your little Bitch of a girlfriend. Maybe she will go and screw you good if you pay her!" Jacob yelled in our direction. I snapped my head around, my eyes glaring at Jacob. Edward had already let go of my hand again, before I could stop him.

He walked straight over to Jacob and bent down to the ground where Jacob was laying. Edward grabbed his neck with his hand and held tight.

Jacob struggled under him.

"Edward!" I screamed. I didn't want Edward to kill him.

"I told you I would silence you for good if you ever talked to her again. Well, in this case, about her." Edward said furiously and then cocked his arm back once more and sent it flying straight to his left eye. His fist slammed into Jacob's face. The whole crowd went silent.

"Is that all you got?" Jacob said, a smile playing his lips.

"Oh, trust me Jacob Black. You do not want any more."

Edward let go of Jacob's neck and walked away, back to me, for the second time.