a/n Please note that all WitFit entries are unedited. No beta. I don't own Twilight.

***This occurs a few months before Chapter 1, Escape. Edward and Bella are halfway through their junior year of high school.

Word Prompts: Arrest, detest, protest

Choose one word and write what your imagination dictates. For an added challenge, include all three words in your entry.

I didn't know if I should say something first. I couldn't let the silence stretch on too long because this wasn't supposed to be awkward. We made sure it wasn't going to be awkward. We planned for it not to be awkward.

"You know I detest your brother's truck but I like how you made it up."

Good. We were on track.

"Yeah, I know."

She shifted under the blanket and I felt her leg brush against leg, causing my dick to stir. I stiffened and willed myself to calm down. I realized I didn't say much in return to her and put us back on the road to being awkward. I needed to keep talking.

"Em knew what we were planning-"

"You told your brother?" she shrieked. I looked over at her horrified expression.

"Yeah, I had to. He wouldn't let me borrow his truck otherwise."

"You couldn't lie to him? He's going to tease us endlessly now."

"He teases us endlessly already," I said rolling my eyes. I could sense her aggravation wasn't going anywhere and things were definitely awkward. This was not acceptable. I turned to my side to look at her more directly. I couldn't help but smile at her cute pout that she only got when she was really put out.

"Hey," I said and reached over, lightly tapping her bottom lip. She cut her eyes towards me but that just egged me on. I hated when she was mad.

"You can't be mad at me." I started tickling her side under the blanket. She squealed and jerked away from me. Her hands tried to bat mine away and I reached out to grab them. She pulled out of my hold and her hands flung upward, hitting the lit lantern near our heads.

"Watch it, Bella!" I leaned over the lantern and blew out the candle I had set inside. "One spark on this polyester carpeting and we'll be toast. The sex was amazing but life has more to offer us. Stay away from the light." I teased.

I settled back down and resumed listening to the loud silence - which was a weird thought all together. I should have known we would be awkward. How could we not? Our plan was stupid. I didn't bother looking over at her because she still had to be mad since she wasn't speaking. I kept my eyes on the roof of the car and tried to explain.

"I didn't just tell Em because I needed the truck. I told him because I needed to talk to a guy, okay?" This was embarrassing but I hoped she understood.

She turned towards me and I could feel her smiling. It was weird how I could feel it but I could. When I looked over at her, I was correct. She was grinning at me. Her mood swings were going to give me whiplash.

"What are you smiling about," I asked suspiciously.

"You thought it was amazing?" Her grin got impossibly larger and I had no clue what she-

"Oh." I could feel myself blushing but there wasn't any reason to hide. It was pretty clear I thought it was amazing. She was looking at me expectedly. I had never been more out of my game than when I was with Bella.

I turned to face her so we were both curled on our sides. I loved to look at her. She was the most beautiful girl I'd ever seen and probably would ever see.

"I'm sorry I couldn't get you off." My mind didn't match my words.

"But you did," she said excitedly. "I liked what you did with your fingers." Now she was blushing. So cute.

"I mean when I was in you. It would have been cool to get you off then."

"Oh." She sucked in her lip and chewed at it. "It happened pretty fast."

"Em said it would," I said defensively. "That's why I talked to him. To know what to expect. You were so wet and it felt-"

"So embarrassing," she interrupted and covered her face. I pulled her hand away.

"No way. Don't be like that. That's what made it amazing. Wet and tight-"

"Oh my god, Edward, stop." Her face was buried in the pillow now but it was my turn to grin. She liked dirty talk but obviously only in the act.

She peeked at me with one eye. "Do you think you'd last longer if you went again?"

I felt my semi get harder but it seemed like a mistake to do it again. "We said we'd only do this once. That's not part of our plan."

"I know but…" Fuck. I wasn't going to last with her insisting. "I thought you'd want a second chance. Maybe you have something you want to prove."

She was baiting me. I was on to her. "I purposely didn't bring another condom."

"I purposely went on the pill. I told you the condom wasn't necessary."

"If you think I'm going to last longer without a condom, you're dreaming."

"Practice makes perfect." She scooted closer to me and hooked her leg over my hip.

"Fuck, Bella." I could feel how ready she was for me and knew if I angled down just enough, I could be buried deep with one thrust. So much for an awkward road. This was a dangerous road.

I squeezed her shoulders to still her and gave in. I crawled forward to reach into the front seat for my pants.

"What's wrong?" she asked as her leg slid off my hip. "It feels like you don't want to stop."

"I don't," I said, digging in my pockets. "I'm grabbing another condom."

She laughed at that. "The one you purposely didn't bring?"

"Yeah that one," I mumbled. "Got it. Here's hoping- oh fuck." I froze at what caught my eye just outside the driver side window.

"What is it?" Bella asked and scrambled forward to see what I was looking at.

"No, no stay back there!"

"Oh fuck." She saw what I saw and given that his eyes never left mine, I was pretty sure the Chief saw his daughter peering over my shoulder.

I shivered in the metal chair across from the empty desk in the front office. I had helped Bella find her clothes and only had time to pull on my jeans before the Chief started threatening to pull out his gun if we didn't get outside the truck. He stuffed us in his police car and took us to the station - minus my shirt and shoes. And my boxers but I tried to hide that fact from him. I was surprised he didn't throw me in a cell but this was bad enough as it was.

I could see Bella and her dad through his office windows. Not to mention I could hear them. Bella had balls the size of Texas because she was going head to head with her dad, not backing down. He shouted at her about being a lady and her virtue but she was firing back. I guess she wasn't scared he'd shoot her. She probably figured the bullet had my name on it.

"Oh, so what must you think about mom since you knocked her up at 17 and had a shotgun wedding?"

She had a death wish. That beautiful girl wanted to die. First the lantern. Now this.

"I love you mother very much," the Chief thundered.

"I don't doubt that, dad. I'm just saying your thoughts on the subject are hypocritical. Plus, Edward and I were much smarter. He used a condom and I'm on birth control!"

I sagged down in my chair and dragged my hands down my face, tenting them at my cursing mouth. Maybe she just had a death wish for me. The sex wasn't amazing for her and she was bitter.

"Hello, Edward."

I startled at the greeting and saw Bella's mom standing at the front door. She had pity and amusement in her eyes.

"Hi, Mrs. Swan."

"Where's your shirt and shoes? It's freezing out there."

"The Chief..." I paused because I wasn't sure if I should be whining to the man's wife. "There wasn't time for me to grab them."

"Mmhm," she muttered knowingly. She walked over to the Chief's office and rapped on the door. "Let's go, Bella."

Chief Swan swung open the door, his face red and angry. "Renee, I'm not done talking to her."

"Talking, Charlie? I don't think so. Let me take the Bella home. I'll drop off Edward and you and I can talk when you're off." She kissed his cheek and he started to calm instantly. It was kind of sweet until he caught me looking and his face hardened again.

"No. You and Bella can go but he stays."

I would have openly wept if I didn't think it would shame my family name.

"Fine," she sighed. "Bella, honey, let's go."

Bella shoved passed her dad. "You're being ridiculous," she hissed back at him. Bella grimaced at me as she left. I wanted to reassure her with a wink or a smile but the Chief wouldn't stop looking at me.

"Sorry, Edward. I tried," her mom said sympathetically.

"Have a good night, Mrs. Swan." I was going to be a gentleman to the end.

The front door banged shut and left me with the Chief. He had moved to the sit at the edge of the desk in front of me with his arms crossed. His dark mustached twitched as he drilled holes into me with his glare. I stared back until I thought it might actually be rude to stare back. He would think I was eyeballing him. Then I looked down, hoping I looked apologetic but then realized that might also look guilty. I looked back up at him because that seemed stronger but decided to look at the placard on the desk he had moved over so he could sit. His eyes never left me.

I noticed I started to sweat and wanted to move to wipe my brow but minimal movement seemed safer. I could only hear myself breathing and started contemplating making a run for it. He was in his thirties but I was certain I could outrun him. I couldn't outrun a bullet though. All I needed was a a little lead and I could make it into the woods behind the station. I hated the woods. They were creepy as fuck but it was either a tortuous death at the hands of Bella's father or probably a mauling by some bear in the woods.

"What are you plotting, Cullen?"

My eyes snapped back at him. "Nothing, sir," I answered immediately.

I was going to have to take the tortuous death at the hands of Bella's father.

I heard a car pull up but didn't dare turn around to look out the window. Maybe the Chief called in a hit man.

"Chief Swan, thank you for texting me."

"Dr. Cullen," the Chief grumbled with a nod. When did he text my dad? He spent his whole time at the station yelling at Bella or glaring at me. Under better circumstances, I would have asked him if he had texted while driving but I was too close to survival with my dad here. I wasn't going to push it.

"Edward," my dad said after a drawn out sigh. "Are you ready to go?"

I looked nervously between the two men. "I don't know? Chief Swan has to release me."

"Get out of here, boy," the chief snapped. "If I was going to arrest you, I would have you in handcuffs. Get that truck of your brothers out of the streets before morning and I don't want to see you around Bella for some time. Are we clear?"

"Yes, sir." I shot passed my father and out the door. He lingered behind to say something to the Chief and I saw them shake hands.

"Traitor," I mumbled as I turned to the car and paused, seeing someone in the passenger seat. "Shit."

"Watch that mouth, Edward."

I grabbed at my hair and sulked over to my mom's Volvo.

"Dust off your feet before getting in," she said through the rolled down window. "So what happened, even thought I'm pretty sure your father and I know."

"Nothing happened," I said almost violently. I flung open the back door to sit down and brush off my feet. "The Chief overreacted. We were just hanging out. We're best friends. You guys know that." After my feet were cleaner, I shut the car door and looked at my mother who had turned around in her seat to face me. "I'm serious. This is all a misunderstanding brought on by the Chief's inappropriate usage of power. Bella and I did nothing illegal. We didn't hurt anyone. We're two innocent kids who got abused by the system."

She squinted a little and pursed her lips. Not a good sign.

"Methinks thou dost protest too much," she said before turning back around.

I scowled and started banging my head against the head rest. "Edward, don't give yourself a concussion," my father said as he climbed in the car and started the engine to take us back to Emmett's truck.

I stopped but didn't think a concussion was half bad. Maybe a coma would be better. The sex with Bella was amazing and I was glad we were each others first but it was clear we didn't think this through as well as we thought. As well as she thought.

I wondered if the Chief would ever let me see her again just so I could tell her 'I told you so'.