A/N:This is bnjwl, I am in charge of today's activities since I was MIA yesterday. We're late posting this for you all and it is entirely my fault! Kyla waited for me and I love her so much for that, sorry to all of you tho. I had to spend time with my daddy for his birthday, I know you all can understand that :)

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Remember that some of these chapters will skip time and the time skip may not be the same for Edward as it is for Bella. Sorry if that confuses you, it just has to happen that way because different things happen at different times for each of them. We love to hear your feedback and will answer any questions we can for you as long as it does not give away major plot points and so on, so if you need to know, ask we might be able to answer for you! With that said, go and enjoy...


Metal Pointe ch9a

EPOV

Flashback:

I conned the desk clerk into giving me the key card for the room so I could surprise Bella. It just took an autograph and a quick picture on her phone. I reminded her to not tell anyone I was here. She agreed, and I rushed off to find our room. I couldn't wait to be with Bella again.

I walked into the hotel room to see Bella laid across the large bed. Her form was so small under the blankets, it was like she was a small child. I stood there for a moment and just watched her sleep but the urge to touch her, to hold her, to just claim her was too great. I quickly removed my clothes and crawled under the covers beside her. She was warm and instantly melted into my arms that closed around her.

"mmm ... Edward?" Her sleepy voice spoke as I drew in a deep breath of her scent.

"Yes, baby, I'm here." I spoke before I laid my lips against her forehead for a kiss.

"I've missed you so much." She whispered and looked up at me, her eyes still glossy from sleep.

"I've missed you too, Princess." I said before I pulled her face up so our lips could meet.

The kiss was soft and slow, the passion slowly building, just as our own love had built over the years. Her lips were soft and pleading as my tongue swept across them, I begged for entrance.

After all this time, our tongues began to dance in the other's mouth as we savored the tastes.

My body was on fire for Bella's, and I knew I wouldn't be able to stop myself from claiming her once again.

"I need you, baby." I murmured against her lips when we broke for a breath.

"Take me, Knight ... I'm all yours." She said as I pushed her to her back and settled between her knees.

"Are you sure, Bella? Don't we need to talk?" I asked as my eyes searched hers. I only saw love and desire on the surface. I knew her well enough to see the other emotions trapped deep inside. My body battled with my heart over this decision, but I knew I would do whatever she asked.

"No, no talking … not yet, this first ... I need you, Edward ... I need to feel you. I need to know you're really here with me, that you're mine ... that I belong to you." She said as a stray tear rolled down her cheek. I quickly wiped it away before I leaned down to kiss her as my body aligned with hers.

I had dreamt of this moment from the second I had been forced to leave her last time. I wanted to get lost in her body, her scent, her love ... and now, here she was, open and ready for me once again.

"I love you, Princess." I said just as I pushed inside of her. She was so tight and wet ... and it felt like home as I continued to push into her. She gasped, and I knew from the feel of her tight grip around my shaft she'd not been with another since our last time.

"So tight, baby." I said with an edge of pain to my voice. Her body was wrapped so solid around mine, I had to stop all movement for fear I would hurt her and to halt my desire to push deeper and explode already.

"Only you, Edward ... it's only been you." She said as her back arched and her beautiful breasts pointed up at me. I leaned down and slowly began to lick around the nipple while my hips pulsed in slow, long, deep thrusts. I wanted this to last; I wanted to be able to show her how I felt about her as I worshipped her body. I wanted to foster the connection between us.

"Damn, baby ..." I wheezed, as her legs locked around my waist and her eyes met mine with a searing blaze of desire.

"Harder, Edward ... please ... harder." Bella begged, and I knew I couldn't deny her anything, so I sped up my movements and brought her legs up over my shoulders to deepen the angle.

"Fuck ..." I gushed as I hit that spot inside of her forcing a moan from her lips, and then she began to chant my name, over and over with each thrust. I knew she was about to explode. I forced my body to hold off my own release until I felt her clamp down on my cock again.

I pulled her legs up higher then moved my hands down to her hips to hold her steady as I began to pound harder and faster into her wet, slick pussy. I had often dreamed of this rough, desire driven type of sex with Bella. It was more than I could have ever hoped it'd be.

"Cum for me, baby ... let it all go." I said as we once again locked eyes for a moment. It didn't take but one more push for her eyes to roll back in her head. Her back arched off the bed, and she screamed my name so loud it echoed in my ears.

Two more deep hip rotations and I felt my own orgasm rip through me. My head flew back as I pulsed deep inside her body while her name and other incoherent words fell from my mouth at a very loud decibel.

I was a hot, sweaty mess as I struggled to catch my breath. I slowly lowered Bella's legs as she writhed underneath me. Her chest bounced and heaved from her own struggle to get her breathing under control.

"That was amazing ... " she managed to say once we both settled down a bit, and I lay beside her.

I moved her sweat-dampened hair from her forehead so I could see her beautiful brown eyes, "It was baby, it truly was." I searched her eyes again and felt the enormous weight of sorrow inside of her when she stared back at me.

"Bella?" I questioned as our hands found one another and entwined.

She raised a finger to my lips, "Don't Edward ... let's just be ... me and you. Please?" Her eyes begged and pleaded for nothing more to be said. "I promise I will share it all, but just give me a few days with you first. Let's enjoy each other, okay?" She nodded at me, and my head followed suit before I could stop it. It was enough to know she trusted me with her secrets and we would eventually get to the point where she shared them. She just wanted me first, and I couldn't say I blamed her.

I resolved myself that this was enough for now and nodded a second time. I leaned forward to kiss her and show her I was there, that I loved her and wanted nothing more than to be right where I was at the moment ... with her.

"Edward!" I heard a distant voice scream my name, and then I felt a twinge of pain on my cheek. My eyes felt like they were glued shut and my tongue was plastered to the roof of my mouth.

"EDWARD!" I heard it again, a little louder this time, before my body began to shake. I felt my shoulders rise and then fall against something.

I faded back into my memories of Bella and me in bed, wrapped around each other and just as I was about to kiss her, something spiked through my chest. I screamed louder than I could ever remember screaming before. The pain was intense, like mind altering intense.

"We've got him. He's alive for now ... there's a faint pulse, but we have to get him to the hospital now." I heard an unfamiliar voice as they barked to someone else in the room.

"Edward! Edward, can you open your eyes? Son, son, I'm here ... please open your eyes!" I heard my dad's frantic voice, but my eyes were taped shut. I just couldn't get them to open.

I remember sirens and yelling ... it was cold ... and dark.

I couldn't hear Bella anywhere. Where was my princess?

Three Months Later

"Masen, it's time for group." Janice, the resident warden, said as she popped her head in my door.

"Coming." I said, and moaned as I sat up on my bed. I had been sober for eighty-six days, and I still wasn't sure how I felt about sobriety as a whole.

If my dad hadn't found me when he had, I'd be six feet under right now, so I guess sobriety is a better alternative than that.

But, fuck, I missed Bella with an intensity I'd never had before. Maybe it's because we had spent almost seventy-two hours, naked, wrapped around one another and fucking in every way imaginable. Yeah, those kinds of memories will fuck up even a non-addict's mind. It also didn't help that now that I had those pictures, those feelings let loose inside of me, I couldn't get them out. Everything was so much stronger now that I had really had her. She was so deep inside I wasn't sure I could ever get her out now. Not that I would ever want to.

I never did find out why she needed me there so bad or why she clung to me like I would disappear into thin air ... like she did to me. She will never know how much it hurt to come back with our breakfast in hand and find an empty room. No sign of Bella anywhere. She had just vanished.

If I ever see Renee Swan again, it'll be hard for me not to kill her. I know that evil bitch is behind my Princess just up and leaving on me; no note, no phone number ... nothing. Just the empty space she used to fill. Now it aches without her, I ache continuously.

"Let's go, NOW!" Janice barked at me again.

"Fuck. Alright!" I yelled and slipped my Vans on. I grabbed my smokes and lighter off the bedside table and stood and stretched. All the while, I tried to shake visions of Bella out of my head.

I knew in order to get my life back on track, I had to let her go. Again. You would think I would be used to telling her goodbye, but I wasn't.

I hated it, but I also knew I couldn't face my parents like that again. The looks of sheer disappointment and fear their eyes held when I finally woke up in the hospital told me clearly I could never go down that path again ... ever. My parents loved me and cared for my well-being. I knew that, and I could see how my actions had aged them. I hated I had done that to them, that I had let them down in some way.

I grabbed a Coke from the soda machine and walked down the hall towards the group therapy room. I loathed group therapy. There was always some shithead that wanted to dog on me because I was a 'rockstar', like my life was less shitty because I had money or fame. Well I had news for them, it wasn't. Worse yet, were the chicks that thought they could slide up on my dick, that because we were both in the same place at the same time they could take advantage of my fame.

No one saw it was all a farce, that I hated that side to the business. I just wanted to compose, write, and perform my music; I didn't give a flying fuck about that other shit.

Music was my life before Bella, during Bella and after Bella ... well, until I became a drug addict.

"Welcome everyone," Janice began our session as people still scooted chairs into place and conversations quietly ended. "Today I thought we'd talk about regrets and what we've learned from them." Her eyes spun around the room as she assessed everyone in the circle. "Who'd like to start?" Her voice was hopeful as she posed the question that no one wanted to answer.

I sunk a little further down in my seat. I sure as fuck didn't want to start, because honestly, where the fuck would I start? I simply had too many regrets to name.

"Jane?" Janice asked, to which the frail, little blond girl shook her head.

"Marcus?" She tried again to entice someone to speak.

She let out a long sigh and slapped her palms down on her thighs. Every head in the room snapped to look at her before they quickly tucked their chins back to their chests, "You all know the drill. You have to participate in this process in order to move forward in your lives." Her frustration was evident in her tone and as her eyes landed on me, I felt a shiver of cold run down my spine. I could tell by the set of her eyes my time was up, she was going to call on me.

"Masen, you're up ... spill it." Her eyes fixated on me, narrowed and then softened.

"Fuck." I muttered under my breath, took a deep breath and sat up a bit. "Fine." I said out loud, "Just give me a minute to gather my thoughts." I said as I tried to figure out what the fuck I was going to say ... I had too many regrets ... and none of them I wanted to share with these whacked out fuckers.

"Masen ... surely you have something to share," prompted that idiot Mike. He always razzed me about some shit or another.

"Mike. Back off." Janice's stern voice reprimanded him as I let out a long sigh.

"When I was fifteen, I had an opportunity to travel abroad and complete an internship with the International Orchestra ... and I turned it down to go on tour with my band instead. That decision alone ... well ... I think it's the source of all my regret because it forever changed the course of my life ... and it was also the first night I smoked weed." I admitted and rubbed my hand over my chest as the memory of my fight with Bella began to play out in my mind again.

"What did you learn from that decision?" Janice quietly asked.

I closed my eyes and pushed back the tears that wanted to form, "That I made the wrong choice." I leaned my head against the wall behind me and pulled my hood up over my head.

"Why do you think you made the wrong choice?" Always with these fucking questions that lead to more thoughts ... which led to more pain ... which led to more regrets.

"Because I made a choice that led me away from the one person that means more to me than anything else in this world. If I could change anything, it would be that one choice." I answered honestly.

"So, if you had taken this other opportunity, you don't think you would have ended up here today?" I had to give the bitch credit, she did her job well ... and I wanted to punch her in the throat for picking me to speak first.

"No, I know I wouldn't have ended up here. I wouldn't have tried drugs the first time, and I would probably be travelling the world and playing music for royals and dignitaries, instead of sweaty, drugged-up teenagers." I stopped and thought about that for a minute. My life would be completely different if I had chosen Bella and Europe, maybe we'd even be married by now, living our lives our way. "I wouldn't have needed drugs ... and I would have been happy." I answered, just before the craving kicked in. My mouth went dry, and the need to numb the emotions I felt was enough to make my hands shake. I could feel the tension build in my head, and I bit the inside of my cheek to try and stop that overwhelming dryness in my mouth as I swallowed. I began to tap my fingers across my thigh as if I were playing the piano.

"It's a bad one, huh?" Maggie, this little red-headed speed freak, leaned over to ask. I just shook my head, kept my eyes clamped shut and began to hum Bella's song in my head to help drown out the noise in my brain that came on like lightning when the cravings hit.

"Edward, go see the nurse." Janice said as I just nodded and got up to leave.

If only I'd made that one choice differently, think of how different my life would be now.

We had filled the bathtub full of hot water and bubbles before we both climbed in and sat down to face one another. The tub was huge, and our legs stretched out across the space to join us before I grabbed her foot and began to massage it like old times.

"I've really missed you." She said as I looked at her. She gazed back at me with a longing on her face I hadn't seen in years.

"I've missed you, too." I whispered back.

She giggled as my thumb stroked across the bottom of her foot and tickled her. It was the sweetest sound I could ever remember as she giggled again and a smile a mile wide broke out on her face.

"Are you happy on the road?" She asked as I moved my hands down to massage her tiny calves.

They were nothing but bone and muscle under the soft flesh; it made me wonder if she ever ate.

"Sometimes, but not really." I answered truthfully.

"But you get to play your music, you get to perform for thousands of people. Isn't that what you wanted?" Her eyes bore into me, almost like they wanted me to concede that I'd made the wrong choice. That I should have chosen her instead.

"Yeah, I mean, I get to play my music, but the band has changed so much of it and a lot of the songs don't even resemble what they originally were anymore. And performing gets old night after night ... nameless faces in the crowd, drunken brawls and clingy groupies. It's really not the life for me." I didn't want to tell her all the horror stories, but I wanted her to know I missed her and wasn't happy without her. "Besides, it keeps me away from you for so long at a time, sometimes I think I will lose my mind without you there with me."

"Edward?" Her voice was soft and emotional as I looked up at her. She sat with her chin just above the bubbles, her beautiful hair on top of her head and those gorgeous brown eyes wide and full of wetness.

"Yes, Princess?" I asked and sat up a little taller.

"Hold me?" She asked as the tears began to fall from her eyes. I pushed her leg out of my hands and pulled her to me, my arms enclosed all the way around her. I felt all her ribs under my hands as they held her to me. I could feel the knots of her spine against my forearms, and I knew she was in serious trouble with her weight. I made a mental note to speak to her about it, later though.

"I've got you, baby ... I've got you." I whispered in her ear as I listened to her sobs and felt her grip on me tighten as her arms wrapped around my neck and her legs around my waist.

"I need you so much." She cried into my neck before her lips began to kiss every inch of skin she could reach. It didn't take long until I couldn't stop myself as I pushed into her. Bella's sweet body sank all the way down over my cock. She rode me slow and steady as the water swished around us and over the edge of the tub.

She clung to me; she pushed me back; she scraped my back with her nails ... and I let her.

I filled her body time and time again as she rose up and came back down. Her emotions charged me on, and I was along with her on the journey through whatever demons she battled at the moment.

She threw her head back and moaned my name as I felt her body seize up and her nails burned into the skin of my biceps. I pumped up into her one, two, three more exquisite times before my own release ripped from me, and I saw stars at the overwhelming feeling of it all.

"Masen?" I heard the nurse call my attention as I sat in the chair outside her office.

"Yeah ... um yeah." I answered, my voice was still thick with emotions I felt from that moment just a few short months ago with Bella.

I never got to ask what demons she battled ... and I regretted that now more than ever.

And, at this rate, I might never know.


E/N: Sorry for the heartfail...sighs...when will he learn? We will be back on Thursday to see what Bella has been up to!