Hey guys. I'm sorry again.

Bella

When I was released from the hospital, Edward was so careful with me he barely touched me. I cried a lot, missing my baby. The little cutie Edward and I were supposed to have. I decided to stay at the Cullen house rather than my own house. Charlie came to visit me, apologizing each time about me losing my baby. I could tell he was a bit sad, his chance of being a grandfather ruined by my malevolent mother. I wasn't mad at him. More than anything, he embraced that Edward and I were dating. He only stayed for a while, then left so I was able to rest, my body still aching from the bruises.

Edward played my lullaby on his piano while I lay wrapped in a blanket on the living room sofa, reading Cosmopolitan. After a while, he started playing a different song, something I wasn't familiar with. It was slow at first, then it would speed up, the song becoming more intense, then slow again. It reminded of that night when Edward and I Whatever it was, it made me fall asleep.

I felt my phone vibrate a million times before I finally decided to answer the damn thing. I sat up, digging in my jeans for it, careful not to disturb my sleeping Edward.

I answered it; the caller ID saying it was Charlie's house. I walked out into the hall, talking lowly.

"Hey Dad. Why are you calling me at three thirty in the morning?" I took in a shallow breath when the voice on the other end started speaking.

"Bella, I'm glad that baby's gone," Renee hissed. I growled, the sound coming from the pit of my stomach. "You were never worth anything. Only able to lie on your back and let men do their work." I hissed. "Like a worthless little bitch."

"I hate you." I closed the phone, shoved it into the pocket of my jeans. I rushed back into the bedroom, waking Edward up. He sat up, rubbing his eyes from sleep. He looked at me, panic taking hold of his face. I could feel it; anger running through me like anxious venom. I felt poisonous too, needing a place to insert my venom. Preferably intravenously, so it travels to the heart faster. Like the black heart of a certain woman who didn't deserve a life.

"Bella, what's wrong?" I walked to the closet, throwing Edward his clothes. He took them, dressing in whatever I handed him. He stood up, pulling on ht e jeans I threw at him.

"We need to go to Charlie's house. Now." I slipped into my sandals, pulling Edward up to his feet. He put his sandals on, following me. I grabbed his keys from the nightstand, and I pulled him outside to his car. He grabbed my arm, trying to stop me from moving. I almost hissed at him.

"Bella. It's three in the morning. Charlie is going to be sleeping." I glared at him.

"Renee won't be. She called me like five seconds ago, telling me I was a whore. How am I supposed to take it? I'm not going to lie here like a wet rag and soak it all up. Believe me. That's the last thing that's happening." Edward stared at me, trying to comprehend what was happening. "Please. Take me. Or if you don't want to, I can take myself." Edward shook his head, still silent. His breathing was slow and even, but his face was hard.

We climbed in the car, Edward speeding toward Charlie's house. He gripped the steering wheel so hard his knuckles were white, stepping hard on the gas pedal. When we arrived there, I could feel my blood rushing through my veins, my lips pulsing softly. I climbed out, using my keys to unlock the door. Sure enough, like she was waiting for me, Renee was sitting in the living room sofa, a disgusted look on her face.

"Don't you ever say those words to me again!" I yelled at her. She stood up, her hands on her hips. "I am not a worthless whore!"

"Bella, you've always been! You little bitch! You're weak. No one is ever going to love you." At those words, I felt my blood boil. I smacked Renee across the face. She gasped. She pushed me down, and I fell. "I can't believe you're my daughter. Such a disappointment. You're not good enough for even the worst man on this planet." Tears burned my eyes, and I felt Edwards's hands help me up to my feet. Renee smacked me again, and I pulled her hair, yanking it as hard as I could.

"Excuse me," Edward hissed. "Isabella is your daughter! How could you say that to her? You're her mother." Edward walked closer to me, his front touching my back. I flinched, but pushed him back. He growled.

"Defending the disappointment. Must be that good of sex." Edward almost lunged at her, but I slapped her again, as hard as I could. I scratched at her skin, trying to hurt her in any way possible. I wished I wasn't so small and little. I pushed her away, with all my strength, so she wasn't touching me.



"I am not a disappointment! You! You're the disappointment! I've had to put up with your fucking shit for years! The abusing. The name calling. Your countless husbands touching me. And you let them. Like I was . . ." I couldn't even finish the thought. Not when Edward was here. "They all left you because they hated you. YOU WERE NEVER THERE!! YOU HATED ME! And you killed my baby." I pulled her hair harder, and slapped her again. That one was for the little nudger I would have had. "You deserve to die. Burn in hell. I hope the devil roasts you alive." I said as Edward's arms wrapped around me, pulling me away. I didn't notice Charlie until I saw Renee struggle from his grasp. "I hope you die. Die miserable and lonely."

"No, Bella, you shouldn't have even been born. You' were the one mistake I wish I could take back." Charlie's face turned red.

"Out! Get out of my house!" Charlie yelled. "You are never to speak like that to Bella ever again!" He pushed her outside of the front door, Renee falling on the floor. "I don't care what you do, but you are never welcome here." He slammed the door, locking it behind him. I let my body fall into Edward's arms, Edward just laying me across the couch.

I screamed at the top of my lungs, both Edward and Charlie wincing.

"Charlie, do you have rubbing alcohol and a cloth?" Edward asked softly. "Bella's bleeding." I licked my lips, tasting blood. I breathed in and out raggedly. Edward kneeled by my side, using the articles Charlie gave him to fix me up.

"You okay kid? You had me scared a bit." I nodded my head. "Bells, why didn't you tell me about the abuse and the. . ." he hesitated, "the touching?" Edward flinched at his words.

"Because I was scared. Daddy, I was so scared. Renee told me that if I ever told anyone she'd kill me." Edward flinched again. I whimpered as he touched the alcohol to my face where I was cut.

"But you're okay now right?" I nodded.

"Edward and I are going to stay the night here. Okay?" Charlie nodded as he headed back to his room. When he closed the door, I flung myself at Edward, wanting him to show me how much he loved me. He kissed me back hesitantly, then more passionate as the seconds flew by.

He took my upstairs, laying me on my bed. He wrapped his arms around me, after taking off most of his clothes. I just took of my jeans, getting settled underneath the comforter of my bed. I don't know about Edward, but I fell asleep quickly.

I smelled food, my grumbling stomach waking me up. I changed my clothes, changing into a tank top and a pair of shorts. I walked downstairs, hearing Edward and my father's voices.

"No I didn't know until Carlisle told me at the hospital." That was Edward, his velvet voice unmistakable.

"Oh. Well, what are you guys going to do? There are only three weeks left of summer. With colleges across the country It's going to be difficult holding a relationship." Charlie's voice was genuinely inquiring.

"I honestly don't know. Bella and I will work things out. I know that's for sure. We can handle it. Bella and I love each other that much." Edward's voice was so confident it made me smile.

"I know you guys will. I can't say that there's a better man for my little girl. You're a good kid, Edward." I could practically see the rays of light; Edward's ego was beaming. I decided to stop eavesdropping and go eat, before my stomach gave me away. I was pretty sure Edward already knew I was listening.

I walked into the kitchen, both of them sitting at the table. "Morning Dad. Morning Edward." I gave Edward a chaste kiss before I went to work on silencing my stomach. I settled for a bowl of cereal.

"Well, I'm off kids. Bells, you guys want to stay for dinner?" I smiled, covering my mouth as I attempted to speak.

"Dad, why don't you just say, 'Bells, I'm getting tired of takeout. A home cooked meal would be nice.'" He laughed.

"Because you're cooking for the three of us." He winked, and walked away from us. I heard the front door open and close. Edward took it as permission to assault my lips before I had the chance to take another bite. His warm lips felt so good against mine, like silk. I melted into him, no longer hungry for food.

Edward

Bella was eager when I kissed her at the table, slipping into my lap. She wrapped her body around mine, pulling me closer to her.



"Please tell me you're trying to get in my pants," she whispered as her kisses traveled from my lips to my neck. "My panties are starting to soak. I can feel myself, I'm all wet." I shuddered a she continued to talk. Her voice was low and whispery, sending chills down my spine. "Mmm, I want to feel you Edward. So very hard and so very deep inside me. You make me so wet. . ." she trailed off, meeting my eager lips.

"Bella, you are so sexy," I whispered to her.

"I bet you I'm sexier . . . . naked." As if to prove her point, she shed her shirt, throwing it on the floor behind me. She stood up, walking away from me.

"Stay there until I call for you," she instructed. She climbed the stairs, her bedroom door closing. After about a minute, I heard Bella say my name, urgency the tone of her choice. I opened the door to her bedroom, Bella naked on the bed. She was pumping herself, moaning my name. I don't believe I had ever seen something so sexy.

"God . . . Edward, you . . . You make me so . . . I want you so . . ." she wasn't completing her thoughts, but I caught the gist of it all. I climbed on her bed, hovering over her as she kept touching herself. I kissed her lips, her hips pushing themselves upward. I removed her hand from where she was touching herself, licking her sweet, delicious juices from her fingers. I inserted my fingers, three of them pushing into her.

"Ah, ahhhh, oh, Edward." Bella was moaning louder, her moans sexier, each time she said my name. She screamed my name when she came, dripping all over my hand. She was panting, looking into my eyes.

"Mmm, thank you for your help," she said, her voice breathy. I kissed her body, anywhere I could reach. She moaned, pulling me up to her. I unbuttoned my jeans, sliding out of them and my boxers, crawling up to meet Bella's hungry lips. I kissed her hard, Bella opening her legs as an invitation for me to enter her. I kissed her neck, trailing up to her ear.

"Bella, why did you do that to me?" I asked, my voice low and husky, no higher than a whisper.

"I didn't do anything," she breathed. I smiled at her, greatful for the effect I had on her.

"Bella, you were teasing me. That's not a nice thing to do." She whimpered as my hand grazed her soaking center.

"No. Oh, God," she moaned. "I'll be good. I promise. Are you going to punish me?"

"No Bella. You are way too sexy to be punished. Bella, do you know how hard you make me when I know how wet you are? How much I want to fuck you until you come for me? Can you tell me the answer?" She only moaned, arching her back as I teased her clit. "Bella, I want you to scream for me, okay. Scream as I fuck you senseless." Where this was coming from? I had no clue. But I knew she liked it. "What do you want me to do, Bella?" She grabbed my shaft, stroking it as she stimulated herself with it. I replaced her hand with mine, stroking her clit while she pumped me with her tiny hand.

"I want you to fuck me senseless. So senseless we have to keep doing this so I remember it," she said in a strained voice. We came together, Bella screaming like I told her to. She put her hands on the ends of my shoulders, opening her legs as wide as they would go. I entered her, grunting as I filled her. I slammed into her, Bella digging her nails into my skin. I hissed at her, but she just kept on, moaning and screaming.

"Mmm, harder." I did as Bella commanded, Bella's voice making me shudder. She closed her eyes, tilting her head backward. "Deeper, Edward." I went as deep as God would allow me, Bella screaming in satisfaction. She arched her back so muck she wasn't touching any part of the bed. He bare breasts brushed against my chest, her nipples as hard as I was. She tightened around me, screaming my name as she came. I came right after her, spilling into Bella. She laid back, her arms over her head.

We didn't even bother spooning, Bella and I just laying there on her bed, holding hands.

"How are you so talented?" Bella asked, a smile pulling her lips taut.

"Practice." She giggled.

"I think we should practice more." I rolled on top of her, but she started laughing when her stomach started growling. She pulled on my shirt, and I dressed in my boxers, both of us going downstairs. Bella served herself a fresh bowl of cereal, finishing it in record time. Then she made popcorn, making her way to the living room. We lay on the couch, Bella putting a movie of Romeo and Juliet in the DVD player. She lay with her back pressed to my chest, my lips caressing her neck. I ran my hand up from her thigh to her naked hip, traveling to the front of her hips. I let my fingertips graze the sensitive skin, Bella whimpering when I touched her. She swatted my hand.



"Edward. I can't pay attention to the movie when you're doing things like that to me. No fair." I smiled against her neck, attempting to behave. Key word being "attempting".

After the movie ended, Bella and I went grocery shopping, picking up whatever she needed for tonight's dinner. She shopped quickly, quicker than my mother ever did, and like that, we were back at her house.

Dinner was ready by the time Charlie came home, he heading towards us. Bella was sitting on the counter, I between her legs kissing her. She blushed when she saw him, pushing me out of the way. Charlie winked at me when Bella wasn't looking.

At the dinner table, we talked about college.

"I don't know. I've only written a couple of poems. They're not that good though," Bella said, talking about what she did last before coming back to Forks. We engaged in more conversation, even after dinner was well over. It was about nine when Bella and I left to my house. She looked exhausted, crashing on my bed when we reached my bedroom.

We fell asleep quickly, surely not to be awake for a while. It was peaceful, Bella fitting perfectly in to my arms. I wanted to hold her forever. I'd do anything to get that.

A little revenge, some dirty talking, a home cooked meal . . .a recipe for a great chapter. He he. I thought this lemon was well overdue. I was starting to think they were virgins . . . lol. Well I think that was good. Review please. I like hearing what you have to say I get happy.

Love!!

Esie