A/N: Okay so here is chapter 2 of Temptation. I don't know how long this story is gonna be so I'm just winging it I guess. This chapter will give a bit more insight into Bella and Edward's actual marriage, it's more of a filler I guess but I promise I'll get back to her bloodlust later. Sorry for the late update I have alot of graduation crap I have to get done. I also have a cold, so if this isn't my best work than I'm sorry. Please review.

Bella never thought she missed those days at Forks High School, the days when she was a carefree student, whose main concern was whether or not she failed her biology quiz, but here she was flipping through her old yearbook.

Edward had encouraged her to forget her old life, saying that this one was much better and in some aspects it was. Bella would remain seventeen forever, eternal youth something that she had craved ever since she noticed a single strain of gray hair in her comb on her twelve birthday.

Since then she felt a mixture of dread and fear whenever her birthday was approaching. Her parents would try to make her happy. They even bought her an autographed NSYNC C.D; still she never cracked a smile. Whenever her birthday neared she would obsessively comb through her hair looking for any grey strands she could pluck out. Once she remained in her room for two days straight trying to cover up wrinkles that she thought she saw.

Renee and Charlie never could figure out where Bella's obsession with getting older came from. At first they tried to console her but after a while it just became an everyday thing. Bella would complain that she was getting old and they would just ignore her, thinking that it was a part of puberty and she would grow out of it.

Bella was alone again and she wasn't hungry either. She figured that the blood would last her for a few days at least. So she scrounged around for her old high school yearbook. She was feeling nostalgic. It had been a while since she seen her old friends. Edward had insisted she cut ties with them, saying that they were a part of her "old life".

Thumbing through the yearbook she had finally found them. Her old friends, well that was a strong word throughout her high school career they had become more like distant acquaintances. When she met Edward she had begun spending more time with him and they had drifted apart. It was a shame she had always felt more relaxed around them.

She never found out what happened to them after high school. She wondered if the town was still talking about her, very rarely when Edward would let Alice and Rosalie take her shopping she could feel a few eyes gazing at her. It wasn't everyday a teenager would get married while they were in high school. Looking back she wished someone would've stopped her and told her that what she was doing was a huge mistake. Even her own father didn't do anything to prevent it. These thoughts would occasionally pop up and she would begin to become angry at herself and what has become of her life.

Still she would try to be grateful for what she had. At least she had graduated high school and Edward hadn't beaten her, too much that is. There were times where he had gotten angry when she "disobeyed" him whenever she would take the car without Alice and Rosalie riding beside her, or she would attempt to make contact with her old friends and family.

He had told her that it was for her own protection and she had believed him. Bella owed everything to Edward Cullen why show her ungratefulness by disobeying his rules. Although she had missed her friends she figured that Edward's love for her would make up that need. Edward had arranged for Alice and Rosalie to take her out on one of their shopping trips in hopes of her having a girl's night out but it didn't go so well.

When they went shopping every outfit that she picked out Alice and Rosalie made her put back. Their reasoning was that Edward might lose control and become too jealous if others saw her in it. She also learned not to complain about her husband to the girls because they would just report it to Edward and he would lose his temper.

Bella would cover up the bruises with foundation in the mirror. Of course she knew that at least a few of the Cullen's saw them. Alice had once walked in on her putting lipstick on her cut lip and didn't say a word. If they did know than none of them would say anything, Edward could do no wrong in their eyes and if Bella was hurt by him than well she deserved it.

As she heard footsteps coming up the door she quickly shoved the yearbook back under the floorboard. She felt the need to hide it since Edward hated everything that reminded him of the past. He didn't even know she kept it.

"Hello Bella" Edward said entering their room. "Oh hey how was your night". "Fine did you help Esme with dinner, Carlisle guests will be arriving soon?" Bella began to get very nervous, she was a terrible cook. Her father was the chef of the family, "well since I'm assuming that they don't want food poisoning, no I didn't help Esme with the food" Bella chuckled a bit at her own joke however the look in her husband's eyes signaled to her that he didn't find it very amusing.

"This dinner is very important to me and our family Bella, now what could you possibly be doing to distract yourself from that crucial fact". His voice was calm but Bella could sense the anger behind it. There was no use lying to him. However if he did find out he would take away the one thing that reminded her of her life before him, so she took a risk. "I was um just looking through some of your C.D's"

She felt her muscles relax when some of the anger melted away from his face but he was still suspicious. "I thought nothing in my music collection interested you" A shaky smile grew on Bella's face. "You have a lot of classical music in your collection it helps me relax" Edward took a deep breath and began guiding her to the dining room where a two of Carlisle's colleagues were waiting.

One of his hands was on the nape of her neck squeezing it tightly; she struggled not to make any noise. "Do not ruin this dinner for me and our family, Bella or you will regret it". His breath was warm in her ear and she nodded clear of the instructions.

"Dr. Conner, Dr. Dawson please allow me to introduce my son, Edward and his wife Isabella". Edward smiled and shook each hand gracefully, however when Bella grabbed Dr. Conner's hand that was when she smelled it, the warm blood coursing through her body. If she listened closely she could actually hear her pulse beating in her neck.

Edward's voice grew more distant as she concentrated more on Dr. Conner's neck. The smell filled her nose and she wanted to taste the essence that kept taunting her. "Isabella" her husband said a bit louder than necessary "would you kindly show Dr. Dawson and Dr. Conner the way to the dining room please".

With a forced smile she motioned for them to follow her, listening to them compliment the artwork and décor. All while the smell of fresh blood was dancing around in her nostrils. It was going to be a long night.