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Ch31/Bella/Edward/And Then You

"This way Ms. Swan," the guard said as he pointed toward a couple of doors. "There will be others in there with their families and guards at all times. You don't have to worry."

Worried? Me?

Okay, maybe I was just a little. That is why Edward gave up a Saturday morning and was waiting for me in the lobby area of the prison.

I held on tighter to the box I had brought him and followed the tall guard into the visiting area of the Seattle prison where the man that gave life to me and tortured me for years resided.

There were already a few people, family I assumed, sitting at the different metal tables and on the ugly plastic chairs.

"Just a pick a seat," the guard said, so I sat on the first chair I saw. "They'll bring him out any moment now. You only have 30 minutes and after, I'll come to get you or you can just walk to the doors and the guards will let you leave."

I nodded and said nothing. I couldn't get my thoughts to process. My mouth was dry, my heart hammered against my chest and my nerves were on high.

Edward had said this was a crazy idea but I had insisted. Why? At this current time I was questioning my own sanity and the reasons that had motivated me, but I had to put a final end to this part of my life. I had let it rule me for so long and now it was time to give it a proper ending.

In a few days, I was going to move to California with Edward and we were going to be okay. I promised him. Somehow, I couldn't see myself leaving Washington without saying goodbye, finally, to the man I feared all my life. It was as if life without fear scared me. Stupid, I know.

But only my heart understood my reasons and that was good enough.

I waited a few minutes as the visiting area began to fill with inmates. I couldn't stop shaking. My right hand nervously tapped against the box I held onto.

I took a deep breath.

Finally and lastly, he walked in.

He looked older, much older now. He also looked calm and settled. The orange jumpsuit didn't suit his pale skin, but that didn't matter.

I didn't even realize when he sat down in front of me as I mentally punished myself for still fearing him so much.

"Hello," I said simply and he smirked. His eyes looked tired and calm.

I knew the reason for this. I had spoken to Dr. Leslie, the inmates' shrink. Father suffered from childhood traumas and mental conditions that made him violent and on the verge of suicide at times which resulted in them giving him drugs to calm him down.

He called himself Mr. Charles Swan. Dr. Leslie said that it took him weeks to finally realize he was confusing himself with his own father. The grandfather I never knew. The man that made my father the way he is. Father had been a victim of child abuse himself and it caused him traumatic stress that, as Dr. Leslie said, ruined him for good.

There was a lot about my father I didn't know. It was a strange reality that I was now saying goodbye.

"How are you feeling?" I asked as if I truly cared.

He smirked again and rubbed his stubble cheeks. He didn't answer.

"I came to say goodbye," I simply said and he didn't flinch or say anything. "This will probably be the last time you'll ever see me. This is probably the last time I'll ever see you. And though you and I don't like it, I am your daughter and you are my father. And though you've hurt me all my life, I wanted a proper goodbye and to give you a goodbye gift."

He arched his eyebrows in confusion as I placed the box on the table.

"One day, when I was nine, you were hitting me, but I managed to run away and hid in the basement. I could hear you cursing and shouting as you looked for me. I stayed in that basement for hours scared as hell," I confessed and his facial expression didn't change. He stayed still as he studied my face. "Anyway, I found this box down there while I waited for you to leave for work. What I found in it helped me survive and stay sane for all these years."

I opened the box for him, pulled out the old sketch book and handed it to him. His eyes began to water as he opened the dusty old thing. I had never seen him weak or cry.

"I am not like you. I am not you. I may look like you, but you and I are so different. Isn't it funny that I inherited your talent? But you tortured me for so long, that the irony of you giving me my own hell and freedom at the same time hurts like hell."

With his fingertips, Father caressed the beautiful art on the old pages that were drawn by a 14 year old Charles Swan, a boy so tortured that drew away his pain. The book was full of his drawings and full of his story and mind. That mind he lost and sadly would never recover.

"I am not like you. You lost, but I won. Now I give you this. Perhaps, you can find what you lost," I said and stood up. He didn't look at me as I said goodbye and just stared at his drawings.

As I walked away, I heard him say "You did win," but I ignored him and left never to return.

"I can't believe you've never shown me this place!" I said as Edward took me to his secret tree house.

"I had totally forgotten about it and besides, it was full of dust and porn." He laughed and I slapped the hand that held mine.

"Did you at least cleanup said porn?"

"Why would I do that, baby? It's why I'm taking you there." He laughed again.

"Eww, Cullen. Is it at least tasteful nudity?"

"Bella, since when has any kind of porn been elegant? Now shut up and climb up."

The "magic" tree house was cool. He had an old radio at one corner and a small bookcase at another. A small pull out couch lay in the center.

"You can sit on the couch if you like," he said waggling his eyebrows at me.

I giggled as he tried to look at me seductively as he sat down next me

"Did you bring me to this tree house to seduce me, Cullen?"

"Of course not!" He said acting appalled.

"I wouldn't mind you know."

"Don't tease me."

"I'm not."

He didn't say anything when he realized I wasn't joking.

"Bella, I was kidding. I just brought you here to get away from my annoying family and…"

"Edward, in a few days we will be living together and we haven't even done it. What if you don't like it with me? What if I'm not good enough in bed?"

"What the hell has brought on this worry?" He asked, looking seriously irritated.

"I know how we get sometimes and I can feel it too. I can also see how disappointed you look when I tell you I'm not ready."

"That's because I'm a horny bastard, but it doesn't mean I don't understand you or don't love you. Because I love you, I am willing to wait. I just get a little… I mean I get excited that's all. I don't hold it against you. Bella, you're everything to me…" I silenced him with my lips.

I kissed him with all my might until he pulled back searching for air.

"You're everything to me too and that's why I want to give myself to you."

He stayed silent and fiddled with the hem of his jacket.

"Not in a fucking tree house, Bella," he finally said and I giggled.

"Fine, not in your porn infested tree house."

"What? Have you even seen any porn around here?"

"I could start looking."

"That won't be necessary," he said trying to hide the blush from his cheeks.

We made it back to his house holding hands and nervous about what was to happen to next.

EPOV

My girl wanted to have sex.

I mean it wasn't that I didn't want to.

Fuck, I really fucking wanted to.

But I still felt like an asshole, every time our routine hot make out sessions got her hot and bothered. Even though she would tell me no I would have pulled away and stopped anyway. I always felt like I was taking advantage of her.

But now, she wanted to have sex…for real.

I was already hard as she led me to my room. I mean nowadays, anything she would do got me hard. Living this close to her was a bad idea for my fucking cock who thought Bella looked good with wet hair after showering, and looked good in pink and looked really good in shorts Alice forced her to wear because she was so goddamn shy and she especially looked good in my clothes while in my bed.

She was oblivious most of the time to my "little" problem. I would make sure to wake up before she did, so I could hide my said problem (the morning version) and take care of it in the bathroom. Then I would feel guilty for imagining her…well imagining her naked, while I whacked off.

It was a never ending cycle from hell!

We waited in my room as everyone went to sleep.

I think we were both nervous. This was a huge fucking step. We watched some That 70's Show on TV and kissed each other's hands as if anticipating what was going to happen.

But I'm an idiot and accidently dozed off. I woke up maybe 20 minutes later to find the TV off and Bella looking out my window. The moonlight was perfect on her pale skin. I could only see a side of her face. A melancholic emotion shadowed her face and for a moment my heart ached thinking I caused it.

I walked up behind her and wrapped my arms around her waist.

"Sorry I fell asleep," I mumbled into her neck and kissed her there.

"That's okay, baby. I needed some to think anyway," she sighed and tensed up.

"You don't wanna do it anymore?"

She softly chuckled and shook her head. "No, I want to do it. I was just thinking how much I love you and how different my life is now. Maybe four months ago, I was looking at this same moon and my life was such hell its beauty didn't faze me. And now, I look at it, this same moon, and I think about how wonderful my life is because of you." She turned around in my arms to face me. "Things were so bad and then you happened. I don't ever want to lose you," she whispered.

"You won't," was the last thing I said before our lips met.

My tongue traced her lips before she moaned them open. Our tongues met and danced while I guided her to my bed.

I could live in her wet mouth.

I groaned as we fell together. I kissed my way down to her neck as she ran her hands up and down my bare chest. I quickly sat up and pulled the T-shirt she wore from her, leaving her in a bra and panties. I could see the blush quickly cover her body.

I smiled against her lips and gave her a sweet, chaste kiss before looking into her eyes.

"Don't get embarrassed love. You're beautiful. Every bit of you is beautiful and I love you."

She smiled at my words and pulled me down to her lips once again where our tongues met. My hands ran up and down her sides. I kissed every remaining bruise left on her body. Most of them were gone now, but some would take more time to disappear.

I knew that and I would be by her side as it happened.

My lips slowly traveled down her chest. I brought my right hand to her right breast and gently tugged the bra's cup down exposing her pink nipple. She gasped when I took it into my mouth and her hands were suddenly shoved into my hair. She began to move, trying to create friction where she needed it.

"You like that, baby?" I asked as I moved to her left breast to do the same.

"Yes…" she gasped.

I gently unclasped the bra, pulled it away and left it for lost on the floor.

"I'm going to love every inch of your body," I whispered against her soft belly. She shivered and began to breathe rapidly as my mouth descended down her body. I kissed her belly button and waistline as I gently pulled her wet panties off.

She moaned as I kissed her inner thigh and caressed her lips with my fingers.

"Edward!" She gasped as I licked her slit. "Edward…" I don't think she knew what she was saying. I smiled, before I brought my mouth and tongue deeper into her. Her hands shoved in my hair as I licked her into her climax.

"That felt too good," she gasped for air. I chuckled and hovered over her.

"I'm going to kiss you know," I whispered and she nodded. She moaned into my mouth.

I never thought my Bella would be the kinky type.

Fuck I loved it.

"I love you, baby," I whispered and she smiled.

"Show me."

I nodded, shoved my boxers off my legs, grabbed a condom from my nightstand and wrapped my cock in that damn thing faster than I ever had. In the 20 seconds it took me, I didn't realize Bella was staring at me with her bottom lip in between her lips and eyes full of lust.

This was a different side of Bella. I figured she was just a normal horny teenage girl, but the look in her eyes, said so much more.

I gently positioned myself at her entrance and held myself up with my forearms. Her breath sped up and I figured she was starting to panic as she felt my tip at her entrance.

"Relax, baby. Take one deep breath and relax. This is gonna hurt a little either way, but it'll go away. I'll make it go away. I'll make the hurt go away."

"I trust you," she whispered.

"Thank you, baby. Open your legs a little wider." I kissed her lips and held on to our kiss as I slowly entered her. She pulled away as I had made it half way in and buried her head into the pillow. "Just a little more," I gasped and pushed all the way.

I little whimper left her swollen parted lips and tear escaped her shut eyes.

"It'll go away," I repeated hoping my words were true. I kissed her neck, jaw, cheeks, chin and lips trying to comfort her while my cock begged for me to move. The fucker could wait.

"Edward, move. Don't stop," she whispered into my ear.

"I don't want to hurt you," I whispered back.

"You could never. Just stay with me forever. That's all I want and I'll never hurt."

A weird sob escaped my chest and I pulled up to look at her in the eyes. I gently pulled out a little and as gently as I could, moved into her.

I began to slowly thrust into her and it went on for a few minutes until Bella began to moan and move with me. I realized she was enjoying it now, but I still didn't want to hurt her so I moderately sped my movements a little more.

I wanted to bite down her shoulder when I felt how her pussy tightened around my cock as I slid in and out. The need to pound into her was deadly.

"Go faster," she gasped as her hands dug into my shoulders.

"I…I…ugh…okay," I managed to mutter and sped up my movements.

She gasped for air and I could hear how she tried to lower her moans, but it wasn't working. I covered her mouth with mine taking in her moans and cries.

"Baby, uh…shit...you feel so good. Ah shit! I'm almost there. Tell me you're close too."

"I don't know," she cried.

Of course she wouldn't know. I was a fucking genius.

I moved my hand to where we were connected and touched her in a way that Bella let go of my lips once again to bury the back of her head into my pillow, holding her breath and my arms for dear life.

And then she was having an orgasm.

I didn't think it would be possible since it was her first time, but I underestimated myself.

Yes, I was a smug bastard even in this moment.

I came after her, riding out my orgasm in her body.

I laid in her arms while I tried to catch my breath and listened to her heart hammer against my ear.

She thought she would be a lousy lay?

I chuckled.

"Edward, I don't think…this..is the right time to laugh," she gasped for air.

"Sorry, love. I was just remembering how silly you are thinking I wouldn't like being with you."

"Yeah, I was very silly." She chuckled. She stayed quiet for a little while and began to run her fingers through my sweaty hair. "I love the way you loved my body," she whispered a little embarrassed.

"I enjoyed it, love. It deserves to be loved. That's what cheese balls call making love."

"I like cheese," she joked and I chuckled against her chest.

The morning arrived with Bella in my arms, sound asleep. I had forgotten to turn on my fan and we were both a sweaty mess, but I was too tired to care and felt too good to move. She wiggled and turned to face me. She kissed my chest and snuggled into it.

"I love you, Edward," she whispered.

"I love you forever."

I let my head fall back into the pillow and fell asleep again.

A little later, I woke up to an empty bed. I quickly looked around and called out for her.

"Bella!" I was acting like a pussy, but her absence always made me uneasy.

"Yes?" She answered as she exited my bathroom in one of my T-shirts. My morning wood smiled and winked at her.

"Baby, could you leave the room for a second?" I asked and she looked at me confused.

"Why? I already saw you naked, Edward." She giggled and sat at the edge of my bed.

"It's just that it's painful to see you in that and I know your sore and it would be an asshole move to try it again."

"Ohhhhhh." She giggled again and stood up. "I'll be in the kitchen. You are a horny bastard," she said and winked at me.

"You wouldn't believe me!"

I sighed as she left and I couldn't help but smile as I remembered how much better things were now that I had her. If God would let me keep her forever, I promised him I would be the best man I could be.

And all the bullshit I ever lived through didn't matter. It was always going to be her I lived for.

I swore it.

BPOV

My body ached.

In a good way.

I had my body ache before from beatings and hate; the ache from love was the sweetest kind of pain.

I would drink from its fountain and ache forever and give my heart to it and honor its name.

I smiled as I reached the top of the stairs. I couldn't wait for Edward to be at my side once again.

I could smell the fast-food as I walked down stairs. This was all Edward's fault. Now I loved the stuff. Esme smiled at me and handed me a bag from McDonalds.

"I was feeling a little lazy and brought us lunch instead of actually making it," she said and I smiled at her sweet gesture.

"It's okay, I love McDonalds."

"Aww, that reminds me of when Edward bought you that Happy Meal," Alice said coming into the kitchen.

"You were there?"

"Yeah, I was giving him a ride back into town when he forced me to drive into that awful establishment they call a restaurant," she said while she took a bag from Esme and I rolled my eyes at her contradiction.

Emmett walked in and winked at me with a large smirk on his face. It took me a few seconds to remember that Emmett's bedroom was not too far from Edward's. I could feel the blush deep into my skin and bone.

"Where's Eddie boy? I bet he's spent as hell," he teased and Esme and Alice looked at him confused while I just avoided him all together.

Why of all people did he have to know about my sex life?

Now that I had one, anyway.

He sat down next to Alice and Esme while I sat on the other side of the table, waiting for Edward.

Dr. Carlisle walked in with two large pizzas.

"Aw you beat me to it!" He said as he placed the boxes on the table.

"More food!" Emmett cheered and the girls giggled at him.

Edward joined in a few moments later and we chatted and ate. Emmett kept giving Edward funny looks and Edward, like I, knew he knew…

It bugged the hell out of him.

Emmett thought it was funny.

Suddenly his phone rang and Emmett flew out the kitchen to answer it. I knew who it was as he gave me a small smile as he left.

"Isabella, can I talk to you?" Rosalie asked.

We had just received our diplomas and, while Edward hung out with Jacob and Emmett, I was with Alice and Angela, who both gave Rosalie death glares. I could see the pain and seriousness in her eyes, so I decided to give her a chance and walked with her to a more private place.

"This better be good," I said as I turned to face her. Her sudden tears caught me off guard.

"It is good Isabella." She sniffed and wiped her face. "I came to apologize. You don't know how hard this is for me. But I lost the only person I loved because of this bullshit. So I want to make it better."

"No."

"What? Why?"

"It's not an honest apology. You're just here because Emmett broke up with you."

"What does it matter if it's honest or not? Edward didn't fuck you and dump you. The damn fool fell for you. So no harm, no foul."

"You don't understand, Rosalie. It was never about me. Emmett didn't break up with you because of me. He broke up with you because of you. You're not a good person."

"You don't know me. You don't know the shit I've been through."

"I could say the same for you. You don't know me and you tried to hurt me."

"Look, I know what I planned was fucked up…"

"Then why did you do it?"

She looked at her feet and took a deep breath.

"Because I always blamed you for my shit."

"Why?" I asked confused.

"Because, nothing bad ever happened to you and you weren't even popular and pretty. And me, the worst thing happened to me and not you!"

"Again, you don't know me."

"So your daddy hit you, Bella. Fucking poor baby. I was raped," she whispered the last part.

"What?" I could hear my voice crack.

"I was raped by a group of college assholes at a party. Not just one, but a group. I don't even remember how many." I could tell it hurt her to talk about it. "I always picked on you because it was fun and it was a way to punish someone else instead of me. I hated myself and I hated you, because you were so damn weak. You were a reflection of me. Call me a bitch, I know I was. I know I am. But after that happened in middle school, every time I looked at you, I got angry. I would ask myself why it happened to me and not to you. You were so lucky and you never realized it. I think about it every day and I guess I was trying to hurt you the same way through Edward, because I was bitter and for that I'm truly sorry. I see now that it isn't your fault. It happened and hurting you could never change that.

I tried hurting you and I ended up hurting myself even more as I lost the only boy that ever looked at me and loved me not caring that I was scarred for life. Please, help me. I need him to love me again."

I felt bad for her. I didn't know what else to do. I didn't think I could help her.

"You have to learn to love yourself first, Rosalie," I said and she sobbed and nodded. "What happened to you is painful to swallow, but it wasn't your fault either. Quit feeling tainted. You're not. And you're right. I was weak, but you're stronger. So if I can move on, so can you. You can also be a good person for that boy you say you love. Be that and he'll come back."

A week ago, Rosalie and Emmett bumped into each other at the store. Sparks flew once again and Rosalie acted like a good person now. I still didn't like her but I didn't hate her. Just as long as she kept Emmett happy and stayed away from me, I would be happy too.

Edward took my hand under the table and I smiled at him as it had brought me out of my day dream.

"How's your mom?" Esme asked.

"She's okay. Last time I spoke to her, she was busy running off with Phil to some book thing. I only got to talk to her for a few minutes. She's seems happy now."

"As do you," she said with a smile.

"Sorry guys, I had to take that call," Emmett excused himself and smirked when Edward flipped him off.

"I was thinking, Esme. We could take our family on a small vacation before two of them leave Washington," Carlisle said and I could feel the warmth in my chest from his words.

I was his family.

"That sounds like a great idea," Esme agreed.

Everyone spent the rest of the lunch time discussing where to go while Edward and I just held hands and smiled at each other. It was as if we shared some secret and I could feel it in my skin and in my heart. I grinned for no reason.

So this is how happiness feels like?

I love it.

I didn't have a family before but now there was Edward and his family.

I was no longer alone.

So? It's over.

It's weird saying that. I loved this story and I loved everyone that loved it back. Those that reviewed since chapter one, I remember and know your names by heart. Thank you for your support since day one.

To my new readers, thank you for giving this story a chance.

Like I said, this story is close to my heart. No, I didn't live with an abusive father, but words hurt too. I just transferred that hurt into Bella who now is pretty happy.

To edwardrocksmysocks, thank you for stepping up and cleaning up my mess and being a great friend, not just a beta.

To Eliza for cleaning up chapters 1-11. You're my hero.

To Veerosmee Cullen for translating this into Spanish and making it such a cool blog. I feel honored.

To everyone else that favorite, reviewed and saved me to alerts, thank you so much. You were the motivation to keep this story going.

And to every girl or boy out there that has lived a life like Bella's life. You guys deserve the wolrd.

Finally, this is the end. Will there be an epi? Not at this present time, but I might change my mind one day.

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