Another chapter :) I am skipping studying for chemistry to do this :) Yay for screwing school! Just kidding, "school is important kids."

EPOV

Wow. I just fucking laughed. She could really use some lessons on how to be an ass, and because I was the expert, I had no problem giving the first one to her.

"Bella, just a fun little fact about Biology that I forgot to mention earlier, did you know that during a woman's menstruation period, she can be SO much more irritable?"

All she did was fucking blush! From what I had seen of her earlier, she didn't seem so shy but that blush gave it away. She was really timid. But maybe I pissed her off so much she just couldn't help herself around me. Help herself from being angry that is. The normal reaction I usually got from girls was for them to throw, no FLING, themselves at me. I wasn't an expert on looks but I was pretty sure chicks found me attractive.

Somewhere during my reflection of all the horror stories I had with girls following me around, I noticed that Bella's blush had turned from embarrassment to anger. Her face wasn't red because she was embarrassed anymore, she was fucking pissed. And she was hyperventilating like crazy! I hate to admit it, but I was a little fucking scared.

"What's your PROBLEM? Why do you have to be such an ass? You DON'T EVEN KNOW ME. Don't you want to graduate from high school? You need to pass Biology and all I was doing was trying to help you…"

And I kinda stopped listening right there. It wasn't because I didn't care and was trying to zone her out, but she broke me. She didn't know it, but in that moment she reminded me of everything I had tried for so long to push back. My dad… my mom, the way she cared for me unconditionally no matter how much of a dick I was. Bella just reminded me so much of Esme in that moment that I couldn't deny her. She wanted to help me and I wanted to make my mom proud. Ever since my dad died, Esme had become oversensitive and played along with my every whim. But somehow, she had also become more distant. It wasn't because she didn't love me, it was because she loved me too much to let her constant grief for my dad drag me down too.

I finally was brought back to the loud noise of Emmett's living room, and Bella waving her arm in front of me.

"Edward? Hello, are you there?" Her face looked like something between concern and annoyance.

"What? Yeah. Sorry, I'm just really… tired." I made up an excuse. No one knew about my dad except Jasper and I definitely wasn't going to spill my guts to Bella.

"So, Monday?"

"Yeah, sure." I had no idea what the hell I was agreeing to but I couldn't refuse, her face looked so hopeful in that moment that I couldn't hurt her.

BPOV

I spent the rest of the weekend doing my homework and planning a lesson. I almost laughed at myself, planning a lesson for Edward Cullen! He was definitely tipsy, probably drunk, when he agreed to another lesson, or rather, the FIRST lesson, on Monday. I was a little surprised but also smug too. He rejected every other tutor but he had said yes to me. Yes to me! I couldn't help but smile at myself foolishly while cooking dinner for Charlie. And then I began thinking, maybe Edward Cullen wasn't so much of an ass after all… maybe he was genuinely good?

I fell asleep Sunday night thinking of how the lesson would start. It was definitely going to be awkward but I couldn't help but be excited.

Monday. Enough said. School always felt like eternity on Mondays and I could never quite focus. Usually it was because the weekend had just ended but now I had something new on my mind. Edward. I was thinking of exactly what I would say when I walked into the tutoring room when the bell rang, signaling the end of last period, and I got up eagerly to head towards the tutoring room. When I got there, I stopped for a second to make sure my hair was in place and my shirt wasn't riding up and my jeans weren't bunched up and yes, I even checked my breath. I opened the door quickly, eager to start, and noticed Edward hadn't come yet. So I went back to the same table he had been sitting at Friday and took a seat. I got out my materials ready to begin and waited.

Half a fucking hour. That's how long I waited. And that's how long it took me to realize that Edward had been an ass, was an ass, and would always be an ass. Ms. Wolf told me I could leave and I stormed out of the room, fuming. I really needed to hit something right now, specifically, Edward Cullen. There was no way I was going to wait until tomorrow afternoon for him to show up. I would just have to confront him in the lunch room sitting with all his drugged-out friends probably talking about the inflation on weed. Needless to say, he wouldn't leave lunch tomorrow in one piece. I was PISSED.

EPOV

I spent the rest of the weekend watching TV with my mom. Even though I really felt the urge to smoke, I never did it at home, and never near my mom. If she found out, well honestly, I have no idea what she would do. She wouldn't be mad, because it would bring back too many memories for her to be mad. She probably would just die of grief right on the spot. I don't think she could risk losing the most important thing in her life, again.

I was so thankful Monday came around because I could finally smoke after school at the spot. I vaguely remembered promising Bella I would do something on Monday but I was so drunk by that point that she couldn't have taken my agreement seriously. I figured she was expecting me after school in the tutoring room. Though I hadn't changed my mind about getting Biology help, I figured I could just stop in and tell her to go home and not waste her fucking time. I was an ass, but I felt bad blowing her off again so I would do that much.

But that promise never crossed my mind after lunch. My head became so clouded and everything in my sight even looked a little red to me. I was pissed at Mike Newton. What a douche! I was sitting with Jasper at a table when he came up to us and asked us how our "Auntie Mary" was doing. He was trying to score some weed and Jasper and I had made a pact never to give him any again. Last time we had made a business transaction he had fucking gone around school telling everyone he had weed and had bought it from us. He couldn't fucking keep his mouth shut and Chief Swan ended up visiting both our homes with search warrants. I had to flush that stash down the toilet. And it was a good one too. So I wasn't going to make that mistake again. I was going to tell him to fuck off when he all of sudden got really frustrated and just had to say the one thing that could piss me off.

"C'mon, don't think I'll end up like your dad do ya? I'm not that stupid."

I don't know how Mike fucking Newton had gotten that information but it was the last straw. I got up from the table and shoved my chair back roughly. I took two big fistfuls of his god-damn preppy polo shit, I mean shirt, and banged him against the cafeteria wall.

"Don't you ever fucking talk about my dad again."

"Or what? Going to tell your mommy?"

I was so angry I wasn't even thinking straight. And I punched him, hard, in the stomach. Then I punched him again, harder, in the face. Because there was no way I was going to leave without mutilating his face. And then I heard the satisfying noise of his nose cracking and blood spurt out everywhere. I let Jasper pull me off him and drag me out the double doors to the forest.

We went to the spot. My knuckles were bleeding but it wasn't anything I couldn't handle. Jasper didn't say anything. He just handed me a joint and we drifted off into space together. A solid three hours of smoking weed later, when I was almost, ALMOST forgetting what had made me so angry, I remembered something. Something about Bella. And then I really remembered. I was supposed to tell her to go. But it had already been half an hour so she probably had left anyway. I argued with myself a little whether I should try to approach her tomorrow in school on Tuesday to say sorry or some shit like that or just never talk to her again. I figured she hated my guts by now and I wouldn't have to say anything.

As I was walking to my car, the anger that was subsiding started being replaced by some new feeling. It wasn't until I was out of the school parking lot that I realized I felt a little disappointed. At what? I wasn't really sure. Maybe I did want to see Bella again. After all, she was pretty damn cute. But she was also pretty damn angelic too. I had never been a perfect kid, never would be. I was a low life, druggie, and complete douche. There was no way things could work out between us, or even if they did, I would never be able to justify having a girl as good as her. I would just weigh her down.

Like my dad. I loved both my parents but I couldn't come to forgive my dad for what he had done. He had taken Esme's heart without her permission and had slowly weathered her down till she was trapped with him. It wasn't hostile or anything, but my mom deserved better. And my dad had known. But he just used her, fed off her fire to keep him alive while making her own dwindle. Don't get me wrong, he loved her, more than anything, but he hadn't deserved her. But he took her anyway and was selfish enough to break her heart. He failed her, he failed us… Even after his fucking death he still was sucking the life out of her, and I couldn't do anything to make it better.

So what happened to Edward's dad? Well, that will come later on so don't worry about it ;) Reviews are great and shout out to all my Twilight lovers out there and reviewers and PMers and favoriters and story alerters :) I am totally squealing with happiness every time i get an email coming from fanfiction!