A/N: Usual thing – I don't own it – it ain't mine. K?

Life's been busy for me – so my posting has slowed down. But I will try to maintain some kind of schedule to work on posting chapters. I'm already working on future chapters. Future lemony chapters…

Oh, and this is a really long chapter. Since I haven't posted since last week, I figured I wouldn't break this one into two. Hope you all like it.

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EPOV

The first real class we took together was just us. It was weird because it was just me and Bella. But I really liked it. I could talk to her while we stretched out. At least I tried my best to talk to her so I could distract myself from what I was really thinking. I'm so glad she can't read my mind. She was so easy to talk to. Light and fun. Completely different than the woman I was living with.

When I had to kick her in class, I have never felt like such a sadistic person. But she liked it! Well, maybe not 'liked' it. But she said that it was awesome. Emmett said we both needed to learn to take a hit. But still, I apologized profusely. And when I saw the bruise on her arm, I completely lost it. I felt like I should be arrested for domestic violence or something. I just wanted to quit going to class right then, but I thought that if I did that, I wouldn't get to see Bella again. That just couldn't happen. I needed to see her. I felt so drawn to her. I felt alive. I felt this electric current running through me when she touched my arm.

After Bella and I parted ways after the noon class, I was completely high on this woman. I have never felt nervous talking to a woman before. Ever. In high school and college, I had a bit of a reputation for being a flirt. Ok, so maybe if someone flirted with me, we ended up sleeping together. But it was completely empty and childish. Then I started to date Tanya seriously and we moved in together, and now I'm stuck with a crazy person that will harm herself if I leave.

Thinking of Tanya for the first time all day filled me with dread. I made my way home for the afternoon. I knew Tanya wouldn't be there for a few more hours. Hopefully, I will be able to leave for the evening class before she gets home.

When I got home, I made myself some lunch and just chilled out on the couch watching some lame ass excuse for daytime television. It's all therapists and doctors telling you that you suck and need to get better. Soon I felt my eye lids getting heavier as I blinked to stay awake.

I woke up just before five with a start. A panic gripped me that I had overslept and Tanya would be home before I could leave. I didn't want to deal with her. I just wanted to go to class and be happy, even if it was only for a few hours. Thankfully, I was able to get ready for class and leave before she arrived. We passed each other at the entrance to our apartment complex. I quickly waved and I saw her smile at me and wave back. The look she gave was probably meant to be sweet and inviting, but I just felt distain. I needed to find a way out of this easily because I would really like to talk to Bella without any feelings of guilt. I'm not the type of person to cheat on someone. But I checked out of this relationship so long ago, that Tanya and I are mainly roommates.

I pulled into the parking lot and I saw Bella at the back of her car again. She was trying to get her gear bag out. She looked too cute in her Gi and her hair pulled into a ponytail. Soft waves flowing down her back. She looked absolutely beautiful. Her Gi was just like mine, except she looked like she could actually kick someone's ass. I, on the other hand, looked like a complete tool. Or at least that's how I felt. The Gi was the traditional while smock top that crossed over in the front. Plane white pants and a white belt as well. Sometimes I felt like a giant marshmallow.

I walked up to her after parking and said a quick hello. We started walking to the studio. If I didn't know any better, I would swear she was dawdling just so we could walk in together.

"You need help?"

"No, I got it, thanks though. I need to build my muscles." She said with a chuckle as we started walking through the parking lot towards the school.

"You gonna be tough? Kick my ass in class?"

"You got it!" She joked and lightly nudged my shoulder with her fist.

I acted like she actually hit me and started to lean over the opposite direction. "You're like an angry kitten. Shouldn't mess with Bella," I teased.

"Hey!"

"What?" I said. She dropped our banter as I opened the door. I allowed her to go ahead of me since we had to pause at the door and bow before entering the studio. Sometimes these weird traditions were actually very nice. Bella bent at her waist as she bowed at the door. I took a quick glimpse of her ass.

Nice.

She then stood up and walked the rest of the way in class and it was my turn to bow. The night class had more people than the afternoon class. But there were no more adults than Bella and I. There were a few teenage boys on the mat already stretching out for the upcoming class. They were a few belts higher than us. But I was in no way intimidated by these boys. We made our way to the back, dropped our shoes then took our bags to edge of the mat. We both chose to take our bags to the end of the mat next to the wall, just like we did in the afternoon class.

"I, um, like putting my bag in the same spot." She said looking a little worried.

"A little OCD, are we?" I teased.

"Well, actually, I'm CDO, because I think the letters should be in the right order as well." She laughed.

I chuckled at that. Bella surprised me sometimes with the little quirky comments she made. She definitely kept me on my toes. "No, I get it. That's why I'm putting my bag in the same spot? I like routine."

"Well, I guess then we have that in common. We are both a little crazy. I have a spot I sit for lunch at work, and I've…sort of…madepeoplemove." She spoke rapidly as she looked down.

"You've what?" I asked, even though I actually understood what she said.

"I've made people move when they sit in my seat. I don't know. I just like routine. It makes me feel less…"

"Anxious?" I asked finishing her sentence.

"Exactly," Bella said as she looked up at me with a smile in her eyes.

"Some people don't understand that, do they?" I asked in understanding.

"Yeah," Bella said in a small voice as she looked down again. A light pink hinted at her cheeks.

"Well, I do." As I said this she looked up and our eyes locked. Just for a beat.

"Me too." Bella said as we held our gaze.

Emmett began class and we had to bow before going on the mat. Did I mention I love this bowing thing? We started the warm-ups and my mind started to wonder about the exchange between Bella and me. She was a OCD, just like me. I didn't really go into all my idiosyncrasies. But I think she knew we were on the same page. That just made me think of her completely differently. Not as crazy, but as someone that would understand me.

Tanya never did. She liked the house nice and tidy, and Jasper wasn't allowed to make a mess, but she wasn't obsessive compulsive. I think that was just to impress people that came over and to be a bitch to Jasper. They never really got along. She just didn't understand some of the things I did. She often made light of the small things I did. I liked keeping my cologne, gel, and other products lined up on my sink, by size of course. She would often come in and move things around. And if I indicated I was annoyed by that, she would just laugh at me and tell me how much of a crazy freak I was.

The one that really got to her was when I wanted to do a bedtime routine. I know it sounds weird. But I just wanted to tell each other goodnight and kiss. It comforted me. Like when we first started living together, I did it the first night and she complied. The second night I tried again and she wondered why I was doing it the same way again. I tried to explain then about my routines and some of my OCD-tendencies and she started making fun of me. It really hurt my feelings that we were living together and she wasn't accepting of me. If anything, she was making things worse. That should have been an indicator of the bitch she was to become, but I just kept telling myself that I was the one with a problem. I was the weird one in this relationship for being so anal about everything.

"Ok, we now that we are warmed up, we are going to do our forms. Edward and Bella, you are our new white belts, so you will be over by the windows with Mrs. McCarty." Emmett instructed us.

Bella and I walked over to stand on the stars where Rosalie was. Rosalie was tall a taller woman with long blond hair she always had tied back in a braid during class. I'd never seen her in class before, because the other times we were here, she was working the front counter. This was going to be interesting.

"Ok, we are going to learn the basic white belt form. I know you guys haven't worked on forms before, but they are really easy. Just a pattern of punches and kicks. They get more difficult as you progress through belts." Rosalie began as she turned to face the mirrors, so we were all looking into them.

"Charyot, that means move to the attention stance with your feet together, arms at your side." She demonstrated and we followed suit. "Kyungne, that means bow." She said just before taking a bow. "Last one for the moment, Shijuk, that means start. So we go to the beginning stance. Feet still together, cross your arms in front of your chest. Then uncross your arms as you lower them to about two inches from your sides and your feet move at the same time shoulders width apart," She said as she demonstrated again. We both followed.

Rosalie then moved us through the form. Rosalie looked like a ninja, her kicks were well over her head and her uniform popped when she punched. She told us this was how you would know you had power behind the punch.

Yeah, she could definitely kick my ass.

We did our form a few times through, Rosalie corrected where she needed. She was very nice about it, she would say something that she liked, and then tell us something she didn't like. She would move our hands or our feet in the right directions. If we did it right, she would praise us again. The phone rang, and Rosalie stepped off the mat to answer it. She told us to just keep moving through the steps for a few more minutes until she returned.

I chanced a look at Bella as she moved. She looked so graceful; her front kicks looked as if they required no effort from her. She was working on her punches when she started looking frustrated.

"Ugh, ok, how does this part go again? I can't get my punches to look like Rosalie's." She said in an exasperated tone.

"Um, I think like this," I said as I demonstrated the punch combination. She tried to do the same thing, but I could tell she was still just slightly off. So I reached out my hand for hers, as Rosalie had done earlier, to correct her punch. As soon as my fingers touched the back of her hand, I felt the electricity thing again. She looked up into my eyes with a shocked expression. I knew she was feeling the same thing I was. This woman could make me feel like I was on fire from just a simple touch on the hand. I've never felt that type of connection with anyone before, definitely not with Tanya.

"Th-Thanks." She said after a few seconds of holding my gaze. We broke away and started doing the form again before Rosalie came back.

"Great! You guys look really good. I think now we are going to work on physical fitness, so you can go over to the rest of the class." Rosalie said as she joined back on the mat. We made our way over to where the others were lined up on the stars. We started with pushups and then moved to crunches. Then we did scissor kicks, which really suck by the way. Then we moved on to a really weird thing…

"Partner up. Edward and Bella, you guys can be partners because you're our only adults at the moment." Emmett told us. "One person lies down on the floor, and the other person stands at their shoulders." He had someone come up and demonstrate. The kid lied on the floor and gripped Emmett's calves as he stood over him. He had the kid bring his legs up straight and just when the kid's feet were perpendicular to the floor, Emmett pushed them back down. The kid's feet hit the floor. "Good try, but I want you to use your muscles and don't let your feet hit the floor and don't bend your knees. The ones that stand push their feet as hard as you can. Don't fall though."

"I'll push your feet first," Bella offered. So I laid on the floor and placed my hands on her calves. I felt awkward, but I was definitely glad I was able to touch Bella. Any excuse I could think of to touch her was great. I also had to keep reminding myself that Tanya was still in the picture, and I wasn't the type to do anything inappropriate with someone else. So I looked for platonic reason to touch Bella. I wasn't doing anything wrong if we were touching in class, in front of a room full of people.

I raised my feet up and Bella pushed with all she had. This was going to make me sore all over tomorrow. Not that I would actually admit that to anyone. It took a lot of muscles to keep my knees straight without touching the floor. Bella thought this was hilarious. Her laugh was absolute perfection. I decided that I needed to do more to make her laugh. Then Emmett called time, and we had to switch places. This was interesting. Bella on the floor in front of me, gripping my calves. Yeah my mind definitely started to wander for a moment.

Shaking my head to focus, I began pushing her legs down. She would grimace but she was determined not to bend her legs. She kept looking up at me and I nearly lost it a few times. I pushed and she would let her feet just fall and I would almost fall over. This made her laugh as well, so I went with it. She was playing with me. It was fun. I couldn't remember the last time I just had fun with someone. Instead of everything just being so tense all the time.

We did a few more exercises and then did the cool down before class was dismissed. It was dark out by the end of class, so I really wanted to make sure I walked with Bella. I know it was only a half a parking lot's walk, but still. You never know. Plus, it gave me a chance to talk to her some more. That wasn't violating my relationship with Tanya if I was merely looking out for the wellbeing of another classmate. Right?

We grabbed our gear and walked out of the studio. Together. I seemed this was becoming a routine. And we both liked routine.

"So, I'll see you tomorrow for class?" Bella asked as we were walking through the dark and scary parking lot. Ok, maybe it wasn't dark and scary. It was more like a well-lit parking lot in a small shopping plaza with soccer moms and minivans.

"Yeah, I'll be here."

"Of course, routine right?" She asked with a smirk as she looked up at me.

"Definitely." I chuckled. Bella laughed as well.

With that, I think she just confirmed that our meeting before class and walked out would be our routine. I really liked that she understood that part of me, without question or judgment.

Bella and I chatted briefly by her car. We talked about little things, she had a roommate and how crazy she was for shopping. I already knew about Alice, but I couldn't tell Bella that. I didn't want her to know that I sort of followed her here. I just felt inexplicably drawn to her. I couldn't help myself.

I glanced over Bella's shoulder when something caught my eye. I saw what looked like Tanya's SUV sitting at the end of the parking lot. As soon as I looked up, the car drove off. I wasn't a hundred percent sure it was Tanya's car, but I couldn't help but get an overwhelming fear come over me. Not just for what would be to come at home later, but for Bella as well.

Fuck me.

We made our goodbyes quickly and I raced home. Tanya's car was parked outside. I made my way over to the front of her car and touched the hood. The engine was cold underneath. Relief washed over me when I realized she had been home the entire night. But that brief moment when I thought the worst, flooded me with guilt and paranoia. I knew I hadn't done anything wrong. Bella and I were just friends. But I couldn't deny the feelings that I was developing for her. I needed to end things with Tanya as soon as possible, even if Bella and I never got together. I just needed away from this crazy woman. I needed to be free of her criticisms and manipulations.

With Tanya, I felt anxious and agitated. I knew as soon as she came home, that she would either pick a fight or completely ignore me. As long as she was the one ignoring, it was fine. She would freak out if I tried to ignore her. Even if it was to just play a video game with Jazz. She once came over and took the control from me and hid it. At least she didn't break it.

With Bella, I don't know, I felt at ease. I know I haven't known her long. But knowing Bella accepted me, for me, made me feel like my relationship with Tanya was going to have to end. The sooner the better. I just needed to find a way to do it without her trying to hurt herself.

Why did she fucking have to be like that? I knew she was only doing those things to control me. She was trapping me in the relationship and in the past I've just let her. I'd said I was sorry and it was my fault for the fighting, just so she wouldn't follow through with her threats. She needs help and I'm not the person that can give her the help she really needs.

I need to find someone to help me out of this situation. And fast.